Reply to Keats - Chap 6
He arrived early and the customers had not arrived yet, so the dealer who had made an appointment took the key and led him into the card room.
This time the client came from Shenzhen. Chen Wan heard that the other party liked to play a game, so she invited him to the Portugal Hotel and booked a separate private room.
The dealer was a young, tall, white Ukrainian lady who was fluent in English and Chinese and spoke standard Cantonese. She led Chen Wan upstairs from the side elevator.
Chen Wan asked her if there were any activities in the hotel tonight. Before, he always took the main elevator up. The sightseeing elevator gave a panoramic view of the water city in the hotel garden, and the scenery was beautiful.
The dealer smiled and said that there was indeed a VIP guest visiting tonight, and didn’t say anything else.
Chen Wan stopped asking and instead told her about the habits of the guests who would be arriving later.
The dealer was very professional and Chen Wan’s guests had a great time that night. During the intermission, Chen Wan had someone open the wine he had stored there and drank a lot with his clients. Fortunately, the project progressed more smoothly than expected.
After a few rounds, the customers continued to gamble at the table. Chen Wan felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach and went to the bathroom to wash her face.
“The person was not sent up… He left…”
Chen Wan stopped placing his hand under the faucet.
“…I didn’t come…I don’t know…I didn’t see it clearly…”
It turns out that the person who booked the third floor tonight is Minglong.
“This is weird… Zhao… in the car… Mingming…”
“Wine cellar… remote monitoring… next time…”
“I just don’t believe it…”
Chen Wan raised his head and saw his expressionless face in the mirror. He wiped his hands, walked to the cubicle where the sound came from, locked the door handle from the outside with a mop, picked up a bucket of mop washing water, and poured it over his head.
“Hold!!!”
“Who! Who the hell did this!?”
“Who’s outside! Open the door! Open the door for me!”
“Don’t let me find you! I’ll fuck you!”
Chen Wan put down the bucket, leaned against the door, lit a cigarette, and listened to him cursing while smoking with an expressionless face. When he got tired of listening, he raised his hand and threw the cigarette butt into the single room. The person inside must have been burned and let out a strange cry.
Chen Wan went to wash her hands again amid the deafening knocks on the door. She squeezed out some shampoo, put it on her hands, and rubbed them carefully with each finger. She rinsed it, and finally dried it. She walked out of the bathroom slowly, letting the cursing behind her continue.
Before entering the box, he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled at the customers, looking like a gentleman, with no trace of the fatigue and gloomy look he saw in the bathroom mirror.
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The No. 8 typhoon signal left the country as scheduled, and the long-awaited good weather appeared in Hai City.
The bored young masters began to get restless, and Chen Wan was always available whenever they were called upon, and would accompany them to the end with all the eating, drinking, and entertainment.
It was true that he told Zhuo Zhixuan that he didn’t want to do anything, but it was also true that he wanted to take a look at that person.
The inner demons that have been lingering for years are baring fangs and claws, and reason has tried hard to restrain them, so that he can barely maintain a normal human skin.
Meeting each other from a distance without disturbing each other is a tug-of-war between Chen Wan and herself, and it is also the only outlet Chen Wan can give herself.
However, the situation was somewhat different from what Chen Wan had imagined. Even if Chen Wan was on call 24 hours a day and stayed by Tan Youming’s side, he might not be able to really see Zhao Shengge many times.
Seeing it once in ten times is considered a lucky day.
I have heard in the past that it is extremely difficult to meet Zhao Shengge, and even people from the Zhao family have to go through the second secretary and three assistants to meet him. I thought it was just an exaggerated rumor, but now it seems that it is not groundless.
Fortunately, Chen Wan is best at patience and waiting. If there is an opportunity, she will strive for it. If there is no opportunity, she will live her own time seriously.
However, either don’t give him even one in ten thousand hope, or he will grab any slight possibility at all costs.
Chen Wan is not a young master and does not have much freedom.
I heard that Zhao Shengge might go to the rowing competition, so I stayed up all night to finish my work and freed up a full day, although Zhao Shengge did not show up in the end.
Zhuo Zhixuan said that Shen Zongnan invited Zhao Shengge to watch horse racing. Chen Wanshen was on a business trip in Aoyu. He was silent for a moment, and went to the airport the next day to take the earliest flight. After landing, he drove alone for four hours to the manor. However, people said that Zhao Shengge only watched half of it and left.
The car that Zhao Shengge was leaving in passed by, and the black Maybach raised a cloud of dust, which made him covered in dust when he got out of the car.
Chen Wan, who was severely lacking in rest and whose nerves were stressed to the limit, leaned on the railing and watched the racehorse jumping over the obstacle hurdle like lightning, and felt that he might really be unlucky.
But I wasn’t too disappointed.
Having it is an extra reward; not having it is the norm.
Do your best and keep a normal mind.
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Zhao Shengge actually doesn’t like going out or socializing. He attends certain occasions only because he has to get used to the social etiquette of the city.
He didn’t have many interests. While other young masters liked to play golf, swim, and exercise after get off work, he liked to catch up on sleep because he had been very nervous since his student days.
Zhao Shengge was indeed very busy, so busy that he had no time to remember some unimportant people and things that appeared in the corners of his life.
At the airport with many flights, Zhao Shengge had no time to apply for a private flight or VIP waiting room because of the temporary change in schedule. He could only take a nap in the ordinary waiting hall and was woken up by a child from the luxury store next door.
The curly-haired little boy cried and begged his mother to buy him an expensive pistol model.
Zhao Shengge listened to the white mother and child struggling for more than ten minutes. The child’s crying was so loud that he opened his eyelids, his eyes still not clear. After watching for a while, he stood up, walked over, and directly bought the only pistol model left in the store.
Zhao Shengge walked away carrying the gift box as the little boy stared in amazement.
He even gave the other person a gentlemanly and apologetic smile.
The world is finally quiet.
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The following month, Hai City held a business association meeting.
In recent years, trade exchanges in the Bay Area have become increasingly close, and several recently promoted mainland politicians have come to exchange ideas, so the conference standards are more grand than in previous years.
Chen Wan heard from Zhuo Zhixuan – and he also heard from Tan Youming – that Zhao Shengge should be present.
He has just returned to China, so this bit of face will be given to him. Moreover, this meeting will mainly discuss Hai City’s economic situation and development plan for the next few years, as well as policy measures for trade with the mainland, all of which cannot avoid Minglong.
