Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

Rongfu.

Rong Xianyi came home very late from doing business during the day. At this time, he had just finished dinner and was sitting at the dining table with his legs crossed, holding a goblet in his hand. The glass was filled with high-end red wine produced by Meikou Winery.

He shook the goblet with his slender fingers, and then took a dignified sip. His whole person exuded a noble and lazy temperament.

Du Qing, the old butler on the side, couldn't help but persuaded: "Master, your injuries are not fully healed yet. The doctor said you shouldn't drink alcohol."

Chang Yu stood aside and relaxed his eyebrows slightly. Only Uncle Du dared to persuade Brother Yi.

Rong Xianyi frowned slightly, "Well, this wine is not very delicious, but many people think it is noble and rush to buy it."

After saying that, he reached out and handed the wine glass to Du Qing, "Uncle Du, take it and pour it!"

Du Qing took the wine glass and walked to the kitchen as he wished.

Rong Xianyi kicked away the chair behind him and stood up, his tall back reflected in the light-colored glazed floor tiles.

He took a few steps, his eyes as calm as a pool, staring at the night outside the window, and his lips stained with the smell of alcohol looked a little sexy.

"Tell the people at the winery that if this wine is sold on my Ronghuamen site, I will take a 30% profit."

After saying that, he turned to look at Chang Yu.

Chang Yu quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at him again, and whispered: "I know, Brother Yi, I will go talk to the people at the winery tomorrow."

Rong Xianyi didn't notice anything was wrong with Chang Yu. He nodded and asked, "Has there been any result about Wu Ma's matter?"

"In the past few days, I checked all the places Wu Ma has been to, and there is only one place left that I haven't gone to yet."

"where?"

"Pingle Song and Dance Hall." Chang Yu answered.

After Rong Xianyi finished listening, a wave of emotion appeared in his calm eyes.

……

Lin Shuyang was taken to a place by Chen Zixin.

Chen Zhihong was very indulgent towards his granddaughter. Even at this point, he dared to let her go out without fear of anything happening to her.

Lin Shuyang was wearing his own brown cashmere coat, which just accentuated his tall figure. A few strands of hair hung down from his forehead, making him look a little more lazy. His peach blossom eyes filled with a smile were looking at the neon sign. : Pingle Song and Dance Hall.

There were several dancers dressed in enchanting attire who stared at him closely, raised their smiles, and were about to approach him to strike up a conversation.

Before he even took a step, Chen Zixin appeared beside him and took his arm.

Several dancers smiled and walked away looking a little disappointed.

Lin Shuyang's eyes fell on his arm, the corners of his eyes narrowed, and he pulled out his arm. He didn't like such a touch very much.

Chen Zixin didn't realize anything was wrong. She dragged Lin Shuyang inside: "Oh, you promised to help me, come in quickly!"

Lin Shuyang: Who told you, I just said to come and take a look.

A piece of European classical music is playing in the Pingle Song and Dance Hall. It is elegant and complements the name of the song and dance hall, Pingle.

Many people were dancing in the middle of the dance floor. There were people drinking and chatting on the seats next to the bar. The lights were feasting and people were exchanging glasses. The dim light made the people who came here relax.

Chen Zixin pulled him to a box with the words: Rose Pavilion.

According to Chen Zixin, her most annoying classmate brags in front of her all day long that she has a brother who speaks French and is as good-looking as anyone on earth.

It just so happened that her brother who could speak French had recently returned from studying abroad. As for this classmate, she invited many classmates to a party, just to show off her brother who could speak French.

Originally, Chen Zixin didn't want to come, but Lin Shuyang happened to be at home. Lin Shuyang happened to be able to speak French, and she had to take him with her to dampen the enthusiasm of that annoying classmate.

Lin Shuyang had no interest in this, it was just the behavior of a primary school student. He just wanted to take this opportunity to leave Chen's house and get something by the way.

Opening the door, there were many classmates promised, but there were only three people in the private room, a boy and a girl sitting on the main sofa, and a girl sitting on the independent sofa next to it.

Lin Shuyang glanced at Chen Zixin, there were only three people at the class reunion?

Lin Zixin was also a little confused. She asked the girl on the independent sofa: "Yao Yao, where are the others?"

Yaoyao came over and whispered to her: "Everyone else has left, so you won't come! We are getting ready to leave too!"

After listening, Chen Zixin smiled confidently and said loudly: "It doesn't matter, we are just passing by to take a look, haha."

After saying that, she pulled Lin Shuyang and stood in front of a man and a woman over there and introduced: "Zhang Min, this is my cousin, Lin Shuyang."

Lin Shuyang stared at him for a moment and said to himself: Who is your cousin?

The man didn't look very old, around 23 or 24 years old. His appearance could only be considered handsome, and he definitely couldn't reach the realm of "there is anything in heaven and nothing on earth".

Without waiting for Zhang Min to get up and introduce him, he stood up on his own initiative, with a somewhat arrogant look on his face. He stretched out his hand impatiently and said, "Mr. Lin, I am Zhang Min's brother, Zhang Jun. Nice to meet you."

Lin Shuyang looked at the hand and did not respond. Needless to say, Zhang Min next to him must be the classmate Lin Zixin said he hated.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhang Min sneered and said, "Chen Zixin, your cousin is so rude. Why don't you even know how to shake your hand? What my brother said later meant 'nice to meet you'." It’s just a friendly way of saying hello.”

Chen Zixin suddenly became angry: "That's not true!"

Lin Shuyang patted her shoulder gently to signal her not to get excited, then raised a smile, turned around and sat on the sofa.

Zhang Jun took back his hand and cast an unabashed look of contempt at Lin Shuyang. When he sat down, he deliberately moved to the side, as if he wanted to stay away from him.

"Mr. Lin can't even understand English?"

Lin Shuyang leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs indifferently, and relaxed his posture. He directly asked Zhang Jun in French: "Ou est M. Zhang takao?"

Where is Mr. Zhang employed?

Lin Shuyang's pronunciation was standard, which surprised Zhang Jun. He sat upright and answered in French, saying that he had just come back and planned to take up a position in his family's business firm.

However, Zhang Jun's pronunciation is not that standard, and even a little stumbling. He can fool those female students, but when faced with someone like Lin Shuyang, he seems to be an amateur.

After several conversations, Zhang Jun blushed.

By the end, I couldn't even hold back a complete sentence.

Although Chen Zixin didn't understand what they were talking about, she knew from the look on her face that Lin Shuyang won.

She pointed her nostril at Zhang Min, who had an ugly face and snorted coldly: "It seems that your brother is not very good at all! You dare to show off at this level, so you should go back and stay abroad for a few more years! Just a little bit~"

Zhang Min was so angry that she was speechless and could only look at Zhang Jun for help, but Zhang Jun's face was red and he couldn't raise his head at all.