After divorce, I can hear the voice of the future

Chapter 650 The real protagonist

It was 3:30 a.m., and the night was still young.

Shanghai remains bustling, especially around the Bund. In addition to stylish young men and women, there are also a large number of taxis and chauffeured drivers lingering on the streets.

Just then, several luxury buses full of people arrived at No. 112, the Brilliant Star Plaza.

Wu Tianzheng had been waiting at the entrance for a long time. Upon seeing this, he jogged over to the luxury car at the front.

"Good evening, Mr. Lu. Mr. Meng is already waiting for you inside." He bowed and scraped, his face full of smiles.

I received Lu Liang's call at 1:30 a.m.

Gathering over a hundred high-quality female models at this time is no small feat.

However, with a fee of 100,000 yuan per night for an appearance, that little bit of difficulty is negligible.

Shanghai, once known as the "Golden Age of Foreign Concessions," has no shortage of young women who yearn for wealth and strive for success.

He was also very disciplined. He confiscated the electronic devices of every girl who entered the venue and repeatedly instructed them not to mention outsiders when entering and not to mention what happened inside when leaving.

Lu Liang bowed slightly and led Liang Wenhui into the nightclub, asking as they walked, "Has Miss Fan arrived?"

Wu Tianzheng revealed a knowing smile, and emphasized, "It will be arranged in a private room on the second floor."

After all, she was once a top star, so her treatment naturally couldn't be compared to that of ordinary women.

In addition to booths, open-plan private rooms, small private rooms, large private rooms, the nightclub also has private rooms.

The difference between "private room" and "private booth" is only one word, but the interior layout is completely different. Private rooms have a back door, which usually leads to the hotel, but private booths do not.

Lu Liang smiled knowingly, took the room key from Wu Tianzheng, handed it to Liang Wenhui, patted him on the shoulder, and said nothing more.

Unlike when he took his cousin out to broaden his horizons, Lu Liang didn't specifically tell him that it was okay to have fun, but he shouldn't take it seriously.

Liang Wenhui is also in his thirties, with a wife and children at home, so there's no need to say more.

Liang Wenhui accepted the room key without batting an eye, but his eyes betrayed his excitement.

Wu Tianzheng was surprised, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions: "President Lu, please come this way, watch the steps."

She simply remembered Liang Wenhui's appearance and placed him on the same level as Lu Liang.

The three walked at the front, followed by more than a hundred traders, through a colorful passageway.

As Wu Tianzheng pushed open the last door, several dazzling lights suddenly shone on them.

"Let's welcome our hero! Applause, cheers!"

Old Meng, wearing sunglasses, a thick gold chain, and a hat pulled back, was acting as a stage DJ.

More than a hundred sexy women in high heels and short skirts stood neatly on both sides of the passageway, their faces beaming with smiles.

The applause and cheers were like thunder, and even the crystal pendant on the ceiling trembled slightly.

Meng Changkun jumped down from the platform and came to Lu Liang's side: "President Lu, how was the atmosphere tonight? Are you satisfied?"

"All this fancy stuff."

Lu Liang chuckled and scolded, then turned to introduce Liang Wenhui beside him: "Old Meng, this is Liang Wenhui, the general manager of Huanfang Technology, a good friend."

“Mr. Lu’s good friend is my good friend too. Come on, let’s have a drink first,” Old Meng said warmly.

"Wenhui, this is General Manager Meng Changkun of Kunqian Trading. He's a seasoned veteran who's been in Shanghai for decades, and I've been grateful for his help over the past few years."

Hearing Lu Liang's words, Meng Changkun was a little touched and immediately changed his tune, saying, "Wenhui, Liangzi is too kind. We are all good friends, and we take care of and help each other."

"From now on, if you have any minor problems or troubles that you can't solve, just leave them to me, Lao Meng. I can't guarantee a solution, but at least I'm reliable."

"President Meng, it's our first meeting, I should be the one toasting you." Liang Wenhui understood that Lu Liang was introducing him to someone.

There's a saying that goes, "It's easy to offend the King of Hell, but difficult to deal with his underlings." Meng Changkun is the kind of person who specializes in dealing with these underlings.

Just like when we first established Magic Square, we had to visit seven or eight departments and ask around for connections to get a business license.

If I had known Meng Changkun back then, I probably would have only needed to prepare the relevant materials, then sit back, cross my legs, and wait for the package to arrive.

"Oh dear, don't call me General Manager Meng, just call me Old Meng. I misspoke, I must have another drink." Old Meng said, refilling his glass.

Liang Wenhui was both amused and exasperated. After downing most of a glass of foreign liquor, his face was already flushed.

Lu Liang said with a smile, "Old Meng, Wenhui's alcohol tolerance isn't very good, I'll drink this one for him."

Meng Changkun was surprised and glanced at Wu Tianzheng. Wu Tianzheng gave him a look, as if to say, "Don't get the main character wrong. Tonight's main character is not Lu Liang, but Liang Wenhui, who is neither good-looking nor well-known."

What? You don't appreciate it?

Lu Liang raised an eyebrow, and Lao Meng reacted quickly, letting out a slightly disgusted "Eh?" before saying, "Fine, I'll drink with you, okay?"

Since Liang Wenhui is the main character tonight, he should act as a wingman, appropriately criticizing Liang Wenhui's poor drinking capacity so that Liang can better accept Lu Liang's favor. "Is that okay? Don't push yourself too hard, Brother Kun." Lu Liang joked with a smile, clinked glasses, and drank it all in one gulp.

"How could that be?" Meng Changkun said with a forced smile. Wu Tianzheng teased, "Old Meng, you've said the wrong thing this time too."

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as mute."

Meng Changkun's dark face and roguish demeanor made everyone laugh, making the atmosphere even more harmonious.

Before long, almost all of the company's traders arrived, except for a few who stayed at the company and Sun Yutao who was in charge of statistics.

Lu Liang picked up the microphone, beaming, and said, "Tonight, everyone's only task is to have fun and enjoy themselves to the fullest. We'll talk about tomorrow tomorrow."

After saying that, he summoned two voluptuous, sexy DJ dancers, played some upbeat music, and started dancing. He would sometimes wrap his arms around the waists of the two dancers and engage in passionate, close interactions.

Seeing that even the big boss was so uninhibited, the subordinates, of course, started to find female companions and sway their hips to the rhythm of the music, releasing the pressure that had accumulated over the past few months.

The bright lights and loud music constantly stimulated everyone's eardrums, making them addicted.

Lu Liang also quietly left the high platform.

Along the way, he casually called over a female model who was watching him. She looked over with delight, as if she had heard her puppy being called, and ran over.

"Let's go upstairs and meet the big star."

Lu Liang didn't even ask her name, and naturally put his arm around her waist.

With Liang Wenhui, Meng Changkun, Wu Tianzheng, and their female companions, the group of seven arrived at a private room on the second floor.

The spacious private room was empty except for Fan Bingqing. She wore sunglasses and looked as aloof and beautiful as a snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains, seemingly unapproachable.

"Ms. Fan, you are even more beautiful in person than on screen."

She truly deserves the title of the number one pretty face in the Chinese entertainment industry. Even the world's most skilled plastic surgeon probably couldn't replicate her beauty.

Lu Liang was truly amazed, but he didn't forget that this was the induction gift he had prepared for Liang Wenhui: "This is Liang Wenhui, President Liang."

"Mr. Liang, hello, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Fan Bingqing smiled, took off her sunglasses, and gracefully extended her right hand. From the moment Liang Wenhui entered the private room, her attention had been on him.

It wasn't because Liang Wenhui was particularly handsome or special, but because Lu Liang's group of seven consisted of four men and three women, and he was the only one without a female companion.

Unsurprisingly, she was Liang Wenhui's female companion.

“Ms. Fan, it’s a pleasure to meet you too.” Liang Wenhui’s face was filled with excitement, and his palms were even a little sweaty.

For the past ten years or so, the dream goddess you've been longing for has suddenly appeared before you, and there's a high chance you'll even get to kiss her.

At this moment, he was neither the founder of Magic Square nor a well-known computer genius, but just a young boy experiencing his first love.

"When you're happy, you should drink. It's fate that we're together. Let's all drink to this." Old Meng, a member of the atmosphere-building team, raised his glass with a smile and made another toast.

Wu Tianzheng was not lying to him. Even the international flair was a gift that Lu Liang prepared for Liang Wenhui. He really was the absolute protagonist tonight.

Although he couldn't understand Lu Liang's intentions, since Lu Liang had accepted him back, Lao Meng would absolutely do anything, even die a hundred times over.

"Old Meng talked nonsense all night, but finally he said something decent." Wu Tianzheng, an unofficial member of the atmosphere team, also chose to strike.

The two of them took turns toasting Fan Bingqing in various ways, as the saying goes, "If a woman doesn't get drunk, how can a man have a chance?"

Although Fan Bingqing accepted the invitation late at night, making her attitude quite clear, women are just naturally dramatic creatures.

After a few rounds of drinks, Liang Wenhui's true nature as a man gradually came out. He put his arm around Fan Bingqing's slender waist and started playing dice with her.

Lu Liang chuckled, knowing that tonight's matter was settled. He finished his drink and put his arm around his female companion's waist.

He chuckled and said, "Have fun tonight. I have something to do, so I'll head over there."

The three men exchanged knowing glances, but Wu Tianzheng and Meng Changkun also showed expressions of mutual understanding.

Dawn was approaching. A moment of passion in the spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. While debauchery in broad daylight is not bad either, it is still not quite the same.

Now that Lu Liang is gone, they need to find a reason to leave so that Liang Wenhui and Fan Bingqing can have some alone time.

As Lu Liang and his female companion walked out of the private room and went downstairs, he suddenly let go of her hand: "This is none of your business."

The female companion was stunned and stood there blankly. The surprise came suddenly, but it also left just as suddenly.

After Lu Liang finished speaking, he left without looking back.

He did have something to do, but it wasn't a personal matter. Sun Yutao just sent a message saying the statistical report was out.

　Death

　　
　
(End of this chapter)