Chapter 20
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Fengrun Group was hosting a small party at the club that night.
Su Zhinian made some small talk before finding a chance to walk to the relatively quiet balcony.
The snow had stopped, and looking out the window, the whole of Beijing was covered in white.
Actually, he did not plan to attend the party that night, but when he heard Song Qingchun say to the taxi driver, "Please follow the car with the license plate ending with 00," he thought about it and decided to go to this club.
She was the club's VIP, so she was probably sitting on the sofa in the lobby, waiting for him to come out.
Suddenly, Su Zhinian's curiosity was piqued. What is that woman doing?
Su Zhinian swirled the glass in his hand and took a sip of the red wine. Then, he focused all his attention on his hearing.
His ears were filled with all kinds of sounds: the sound of brakes, the sound of the subway, the sound of trains, the sound of planes, the sound of the radio, the sound of music … and the voices of all kinds of people.
"It's snowing, and it's so cold. I don't want to go out, so let's call it another day …
"Honey, I'm almost out of the subway, where are you waiting for me?
"I don't want to break up with you, can you give me one more chance? I really can't lose you … "
…
Su Zhinian listened for a long time, but he did not hear Song Qingchun's voice.
Su Zhinian waited for a while, but he still did not hear Song Qingchun's voice. Instead, he heard the name "Song Qingchun".
"CEO Zhang, when I entered the club, I saw you talking to a young woman at the door. She looks quite pretty, who is she? Your new lover? "
"No, it's someone from Song Empire, Song Menghwa's daughter, Song Qingchun."
"Song Menghwa's daughter? Why is she looking for you? "
"She has no money, so she wants to enter my club. She asked me if I could make an exception for her since I used to be a VIP here for several years."
Su Zhinian frowned slightly.
Song Qingchun is not this club's VIP?
Then, CEO Zhang's voice that was laced with disgust and condescension appeared in his ears. "Why doesn't she take a look at Song Empire now? Does she think she's still the Song family's daughter? She wants to enter my club? She really doesn't know her place … "
A vicious glint flashed across Su Zhinian's eyes, and his expression was chilling.
Mr. Zhang continued to mock, "Asking me to make an exception this time? Does she deserve it? If it wasn't for her good looks, I wouldn't even bother with her … "
Su Zhinian narrowed his eyes. CEO Zhang, who was standing not far behind him, suddenly tightened his grip on the glass in his right hand, and the glass in his hand shattered. The broken glass pierced into his palm, and fresh blood gushed out.
Then, the entire room was filled with Mr. Zhang's cries of pain. "Ah — it hurts, it hurts —"
"Director Zhang, what's wrong with you? Why are you pinching the glass cup?"
"I don't know what happened either. Just now, for a second, I lost control for no reason … Ah, it hurts, it hurts … Call a doctor for me …"
Ignoring the chaos, Su Zhinian shoved his right hand into his trouser pocket and walked out of the room with a cold expression on his face.
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