Chapter 429
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Coincidentally, Song Xiangsi's calm voice came from the television. "Let's break up..."
Xu Jiamu abruptly tightened his grip on the beer bottle, causing it to twist. The beer spilled out and splashed onto his hand, but he was oblivious to it. He stared at the big screen, his eyes rolling with emotions. Then, he raised the beer bottle and downed it in one gulp. Then, he casually threw the beer bottle on the coffee table in front of him, stood up, and walked out of the room.
When Xu Jiamu came out of the restroom, the door to room 1005 opened and Song Xiangsi walked out in a tight-fitting miniskirt. Their gazes met for less than a second, before they tacitly looked away, as though they hadn't seen each other at all. The two of them stared straight ahead, arrogantly brushing past each other without batting an eyelid.
Xu Jiamu heard the "da da da" sounds of high heels behind him disappear. He suddenly stopped in his tracks, stood on the spot for a moment, then pulled out his phone and made a call. After a while, the door to room 1005 opened behind him. A man in a silver suit peeked out. "Young master Xu, over here."
Xu Jiamu's expression didn't change as he followed the man in the silver suit into room 1005.
The room was brightly lit, and there were quite a few men and women sitting there. Two young girls in maid outfits surrounded a middle-aged man with a big belly. They were singing, and the middle-aged man was clearly out of tune, but he looked deeply into the microphone. "You're my little, little apple, no matter how much I love you, it's never enough..."
Xu Jiamu had been in the business circle in Beijing since he was young. When he was young, Han Ruchu brought him to all sorts of banquets so that he could get to know more people. Even though it sounded fake, Xu Jiamu knew how to conduct himself. He couldn't say that he knew one hundred percent of the rich people in Beijing, but he knew ninety percent. There were five men in the room, and Xu Jiamu knew all of them. Two of them claimed to be actors, but Xu Jiamu had been in a coma for over eight months, so he didn't know them.
When the man singing saw Xu Jiamu walk in, he put down the microphone and called for the manager of the Golden Lounge.
Even though Xu Jiamu hadn't been here for a few months, the manager didn't dare to neglect him in the slightest. He eagerly called a few pretty girls over to stand in a row in front of Xu Jiamu for him to choose from.
Xu Jiamu lazily leaned against the sofa. His gaze swept across the faces of the girls in front of him a few times, but he didn't seem to have any intention of speaking, as though he was waiting for something.
The manager stood at the side and smiled apologetically, not daring to rush him.
Sitting beside Xu Jiamu was a man with a delicate girl in his arms. He moved closer to Xu Jiamu, pointed, and commented, "This, and that, they're pretty good..."
"Really?" Xu Jiamu asked lightly. Just as he said this, the door to the room was pushed open. Song Xiangsi, who had found an excuse to go to the restroom to hide from the alcohol, came back. When she pushed the door open, she cursed in her heart that if it wasn't for the high endorsement fee, she really wouldn't have stayed here to entertain them. She clenched her teeth, but when she saw Xu Jiamu sitting in the middle of the sofa, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. Before she could say anything, Xu Jiamu suddenly raised his hand, and with a shake, it landed on her body. "This one."
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