Top-notch Urban Evil Cultivator

Chapter 52 Dinner Party Lin Xuan didn't think much of it, nodded, and started working.

With three days' worth of work piling up, he found himself working until the afternoon without even realizing it.

It's a little past six.

Wang Hao stood up in the office and clapped his hands:

"Let's go, let's go eat! It's my treat tonight to welcome Brother Lin back. Nobody's allowed to run away!"

A cheer erupted in the office.

Friday night is the best time for a get-together.

Wang Hao sidled up to Lin Xuan: "Brother Lin, there are so many of us, how about we get some barbecue? It'll be more lively!"

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Lin Xuan smiled and shut down the computer.

The group went downstairs in a grand procession, hailed five taxis, and headed straight for a famous night market food stall in the eastern part of the city.

There was traffic on Friday night, and I didn't arrive until 7:30 pm, just as the night market was starting to get lively.

The barbecue stalls were filled with smoke and the aroma was irresistible. Coupled with the hunger pangs from the long journey, the smell was simply too tempting.

Wang Hao, familiar with the place, led everyone to a well-established, long-established shop.

"Boss, bring whatever you have! Beer, please!" Wang Hao shouted at the boss.

"Alright!" The boss immediately put two large tables together for them.

"Brother Lin, let's drink until we drop tonight!" Wang Hao said, grabbing a seat to Lin Xuan's right.

The empty seat to his left was immediately taken by a girl.

"Brother Lin, you don't mind me sitting here, do you?"

The girl's voice was sweet and soft, very cute.

Lin Xuan turned his head to look.

She was a girl from my department, Feng Yiran from Jiaozuo, who had been with the First Marketing Department for a year longer than me.

She is quite pretty, with fair skin, big eyes, and you can tell she's wearing sophisticated makeup.

She was wearing a light pink knit sweater with a slightly low neckline, and as she spoke, she leaned forward right in front of Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan had a fairly deep impression of her, mainly because of the soft and gentle way she spoke.

"Just sit anywhere," Lin Xuan said with a smile.

Feng Yiran sat down happily, leaning closer to him: "Brother Lin, I want to share in your good fortune, you've been so lucky lately~~"

Wang Hao chimed in from the side, "Yiran, are you trying to ride on my luck, or are you trying to piggyback on my connections?"

"Brother Hao, you're so annoying~" Feng Yiran glared at him coquettishly, her fingers accidentally brushing against Lin Xuan's arm.

Colleagues took their seats one after another, and soon both large tables were full.

The owner here was familiar with Wang Hao, so he didn't bother with taking orders and started serving the dishes directly.

Iced beer, beef and lamb skewers, crayfish...

Plates of skewers and dishes, steaming hot, were brought out and quickly covered the table.

Wang Hao raised his glass: "Come on, let's have the first toast! Welcome Lin Xuan, my brother Lin! He's officially joining our First Marketing Department family. From now on, we're all brothers!"

"Cheers!"

"Welcome, Brother Lin!"

The clinking of glasses was crisp and clear, and the atmosphere instantly warmed up as the ice-cold beer was drunk.

Lin Xuan hadn't experienced such a lively atmosphere in a long time, and soon he was drinking with everyone.

After a few drinks, everyone started talking more.

Wang Hao repeatedly clinked glasses with Lin Xuan: "Brother Lin, this is my apology. I used to be so arrogant and narrow-minded! You've really broadened my horizons!"

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

Lin Xuan quickly drank as well: "Brother Wang, you're too kind. It's just a joke between colleagues, don't take it seriously."

"No, no, one cup isn't enough to express my apology! I'll have another one!" Wang Hao refilled the cup.

Lin Xuan smiled and followed suit. Just as he put down his glass, Feng Yiran raised her glass and leaned over, saying, "Brother Lin~ I'd like to toast you too~"

She held the wine glass between her fingers, her little finger slightly raised, her eyes watery.

Lin Xuan smiled and clinked glasses: "Thank you, but speaking of which, I'm probably younger than you, so please don't call me 'brother'..."

"It's okay~" Feng Yiran took a small sip of half a cup.

After a few rounds of drinks, everyone relaxed and let loose.

Some people started playing drinking games, while others played drinking games and kept drinking.

Lin Xuan didn't stop either; he drank a glass with everyone individually before returning to his seat.

Feng Yiran, who was standing to the side, seemed a little drunk, her cheeks flushed and her body slumped against the back of the chair.

Noticing Lin Xuan's return, she picked up her wine glass:

"Brother Lin, have another drink!"

She turned to the side, the neckline of her knitwear slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone.

If it were the old Lin Xuan, he might have been completely charmed by such an assertive girl.

But now...

Several faces flashed through his mind.

The aloof and noble An Lan, the gentle and charming Su Yurou, the elegant and graceful Zhao Xueli, the fiery and straightforward Tong Yao...

Each of them is top-notch in terms of looks and has their own unique charm.

In comparison, Feng Yiran's somewhat deliberately coquettish "green tea" persona seems rather bland.

He smiled and clinked glasses, but kept his body at a distance.

"Brother~"

Feng Yiran leaned closer, her breath carrying the scent of wine.

"I really admire you. You landed several big deals right away. I'm so impressed."

As she spoke, her finger "accidentally" touched Lin Xuan's thigh.

Lin Xuan turned slightly to the side: "Just lucky."

"I wish I had your brother's luck. I would be so happy to be his girlfriend, unlike some people who don't appreciate their good fortune."

Feng Yiran blinked, her eyes conveying a meaningful look.

They clearly knew about Su Qing's situation.

Lin Xuan waved his hand: "Let's drink, let's not talk about this."

"Okay~" Feng Yiran nodded obediently, raised her wine glass again, and gently clinked glasses with Lin Xuan, but this time she only took a sip before pouting sweetly.

"I can't drink anymore, brother, could you drink half for me?"

As she spoke, she handed over the wine glass she had drunk from, which still had a faint lipstick mark on it.

At the same time, she leaned against Lin Xuan, her arms draped over his thighs, looking so drunk she could barely sit up.

It's a trick!

Lin Xuan could tell she was doing it on purpose, but he had to admit...

After all that, I still felt a bit irritated, and my lower abdomen started to stir again.

He took a deep breath, gently helped Feng Yiran up, and then stood up: "You guys drink first, I'm going to the restroom."

After saying that, he quickly left his seat.

Feng Yiran watched his retreating figure, a smile playing on her lips.

There wasn't a trace of drunkenness in him.

As soon as Lin Xuan left, five or six more people arrived and sat down not far away.

The leader was a bald man with a thick gold chain around his neck and tattoos all over his body.

They sat down casually and then called out their orders.

"Boss, two hundred skewers and three cases of beer!"

After ordering, a blond-haired guy sidled up to the bald man, grinning, and said, "Boss, we're going to have to relax tonight. We've been working ourselves to the bone lately!"

The bald man waved his hand and said, "Drink up! We're not leaving until we're drunk tonight! After dinner, I'll take you guys for a massage! Relax and unwind!"

Everyone shouted happily.

"Hey bro, look over there, that chick's pretty good!"

Huang Mao glanced at Feng Yiran beside him, and his eyes lit up.