Games

Chapter 1

This was the fifth person in the bar who came forward to strike up a conversation. Xu Jing frowned and dismissed it impatiently. She looked at the door again. It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the person he was waiting for hadn't appeared yet.

While making a cocktail, the bartender said: "It seems that I won't be coming." The bartender is a white guy with blond hair and blue eyes. This bar is located at the corner of the lively night street in the United States. The theme of the evening is seduction.

Xu Jing moved her eyes to the wine glass, but he didn't take a sip of the wine, the red liquid remained silent in the glass: "Wait a minute."

"I said," Nick winked, "who the hell is asking our beautiful Jing to wait for him." Xu Jing is a graduate student in the United States, and Nick is his classmate and the owner of this bar.Xu Jing's name is hard to pronounce, and Nick couldn't pronounce Xu well, so he had to simply call him Jing.

"It's a secret."

Nick shrugged: "I see the hearts of countless people are going to be broken." He looked around, men and women's gazes were intertwined, wantonly looking at Xu Jing who was alone at the bar, but the person in the center of the line of sight turned a blind eye to these gazes .

Xu Jing is a big peach blossom, a very, very coquettish peach blossom. Nick was also tempted by this peach blossom, and he chased after it for a whole year. However, Xu Jing's vision was very high and her heart was like a rock. Nick could only calm down and turn to Become Xu Jing's good friend.

Xu Jing once said that she wanted to find a long-lasting, loyal partner. Nick opened his eyes wide and asked what it means to be loyal. After hearing the explanation from his friend, he shook his head again and again: "Jing, it's impossible, a long-term partner won't marry you."

"why?"

"Because you are too much like a vixen, who would marry a vixen into the house."

Xu Jing smiled, he did look like a playboy, but he was still a single mother and child, but no one believed him when he said it.

A man not far away smoked a cigarette and came up to strike up a conversation, straight to the point and invited Xu Jing to open a room in the motel next door, probably because he didn't want the prey to escape at all. He also deliberately pulled out his wallet and put five hundred dollars in front of Xu Jing.

Nick gave an exaggerated wow, gloating: "Sorry, this gentleman has an appointment."

Xu Jing nodded.

The man took out another five hundred from his wallet in disdain: "How much did he pay? Not enough for me to add."

Xu Jing pushed the money back indifferently, and the man showed faint signs of anger.

"Hey, man, don't be angry," Nick mixed a glass of wine for him, "I have a lot of good girls and boys here, how many do you want?" He glanced at the unrecovered money on the table, "I think Majid will be happy, Or Farah."

"Shit!" The man stuffed the money back into his wallet angrily, with a high toe, "It looks like he's here for excitement, pretending to be innocent." He left after speaking.

Nick slumped his shoulders: "You made me lose a guest, the fifth one this month."

Xu Jing ignored this sentence, looked at her watch, it was already 10:30: "When does the party start?"

"Eleven o'clock."

"It seems that I really won't come." Xu Jing muttered to herself, picked up the coat that was on the chair next door, turned around and slid off the chair, "I'm going—"

Without saying the rest of the words, the door of the bar opened, and Xu Jing saw the person he was waiting for walking in front of the four of them.

Xu Jing raised the corners of her mouth and sat back facing the bar.

"Hey," Nick sent a waiter to lead the guests to the private room, "It turns out that Jing likes old men in suits and leather shoes."

Xu Jing curled her fingers and tapped on the bar counter in a good mood: "He's only 30 years old. Nick, bring me a glass of whiskey and ask the waiter for me, do they want a man?"

Nick opened his mouth wide: "Oh my god, what do you want?"

Xu Jing took a sip of her wine and said slowly, "There is one more person on your cowherd list tonight, and his name is Jing."

In the smoky place, Song Chuanyu frowned. Tonight, he was talking about cooperation with Coburn, the head of the American company, and the other party proposed to come to the party bar to talk.

"Mr. Song has been in the United States for so long and hasn't been to a party bar. This is not good." Coburn is a bald old man in his 40s, with a round belly and a short and fat body. He brought his subordinate Samuel, a 30-something Aged greasy man with shiny glasses.

"It's true that I haven't been there," Song Chuanyu said politely, "I want to talk about cooperation, so it's better not to go to the bar, right?"

Coburn let out a wretched laugh: "This bar is different. Mr. Song will come with us to make sure you will fall in love. The men and women there are full of charm, especially the party time after eleven o'clock."

Song Chuanyu had no choice but to agree since the other party insisted.Tonight he brought his secretary, Edward.

Edward is 28 years old, and he is excellent at work. Song Chuanyu took him because of his first-class interpersonal skills——Song Chuanyu heard more than once that he had slept with female clients. The client only wanted a dewy marriage, so Song Chuanyu turned a blind eye.

Song Chuanyu didn't come to the bar, but it could be seen that Edward came often. He entered the private room and ordered the wine that sold well in the party bar.

The waiter writes on the paper: "Would you like some more people?"

Edward and Coburn laughed knowingly.

"No need for now." Edward pinched the waiter's buttocks, "Let Nick keep it for us, there are big people here."

The waiter responded and went out.

The light in the private room was dim, and Song Chuanyu couldn't even see Coburn's expression clearly: "Can't you turn on the light?"

"Boss, there are no fluorescent lights here." Edward said.

Song Chuanyu thought it was true, talking about the wool business, but he still wanted to save it, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned on the flash: "Edward, take out the contract."

Edward looked embarrassed, while Coburn and Samuel on the opposite side laughed.

Coburn wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingers: "Mr. Song is really a workaholic, and his reputation is well-deserved."

"Yeah," Samuel agreed, "it's still so serious at the bar."

Song Chuanyu is polite: "That's because the work has not been finished. We have a saying in Chinese that today's things are completed today, which means today's things must be done today."

Coburn nodded understandingly: "I asked Samuel to bring a pen."

Song Chuanyu opened the contract.

"It's a bad start," Nick looked at Xu Jing sympathetically, "They don't want anyone."

"Didn't you say you should keep it?" Xu Jing shook the cup, "We have to wait."

"what ever."

The waiter just came back from delivering the wine and sat down next to Xu Jing: "I've never seen such a strange person!"

"What's wrong?" Nick asked excitedly.

The waiter twisted his face: "They actually talked about work in the private room with the flashlight of their mobile phone on."

Xu Jing took a sip of wine: "Sorry, sorry." He took the tissue next to him and wiped the bar, "Are you sure it's work?"

"That's true," said the waiter, placing the tray on the table.

Xu Jing thought about Song Chuanyu's information, and the job description was indeed in line with her personality.

"Which private room are they in?"

"0611, one of them told me to come back in 10 minutes, I think I need someone."

Xu Jing stood up: "Nick, take me upstairs to the changing room."

The contract was successfully negotiated, and Song Chuanyu asked Edward to put it away.

"Boss, can I drink now?" Edward pointed to the glass.

"Of course." Song Chuanyu would not be so strict, "Liberated, you can do whatever you want."

Edward snapped his fingers and was the first to take off his suit and unbutton the first three buttons of his shirt. Samuel and Coburn did the same.

"You have to take Mr. Song to enjoy the bar tonight." Coburn leaned on the sofa, "Young people have to have some fun."

I don't think this fun is good, but Coburn obviously won't let himself go. Song Chuanyu took off his suit and rolled up his cuffs: "Then drink as much as you want."

Edward covered his face, with an expression of being defeated by his boss.

"There's more than wine here." Coburn smiled ambiguously, "Why hasn't the waiter come yet?"

"I told him to come in 10 minutes, so he should be here soon," Edward said.

"Don't call people tonight," Samuel suggested. "I heard that today's theme is temptation. The hall is more interesting."

"Theme? What do you mean?" Song Chuanyu asked.

"It's the theme of the party." Edward explained, "This bar starts the party at eleven o'clock every night. The theme is different every day. Tonight's theme is temptation."

Coburn smacked his lips: "Looks like a fun tonight."

The temptation turned out to be wine pool meat forest.Song Chuanyu rubbed the center of his eyebrows, he came to such a bad place and couldn't get out.

"Then what you call a lady?" Song Chuanyu understood.

"There are ladies and there are men." Edward said, "The Party Bar is the most famous bar on this street, and the owner, Nick, will provide various services."

"Although the party is fun, it's still early. We might as well go out after one o'clock." Edward said to Coburn.

Just when the waiter knocked on the door and came in, Edward ordered his old lover Clementine, Coburn asked for a little boy, and Samuel asked for two ladies, and then they all focused on Song Chuanyu.

"I don't need it." Song Chuanyu said.

"That's not okay," Coburn said to the waiter, "don't listen to him, tell Nick that this is a big customer, and ask him to arrange for a boy who is alluring, bold and innocent at the same time." He turned around and faced Song Chuanyu, "President Song believes in me, boys are more interesting than girls."

Before Song Chuanyu could come up with a reason to refuse, the waiter had already answered and left.

The author has something to say:

Another temptation article, I don’t think I will write any more temptation articles in the future hahaha