Chinese ship across the ocean

The next day, under Lu Shaorong's insistence, Zhan Yang finally didn't stuff the Tiaodan in.

After all, metal detectors have to beep when going through customs, and it is not allowed to hide metal objects anywhere on the body. Zhan Yang almost got a nosebleed whenever he thought of the scene where his wife pulled the egg out in full view.Finally had to give in.

However, Zhanyang saw something like a tail protruding from Lu Shaorong's satchel.

"What is this?!" Zhan Yang said, "Take it out and have a look."

Lu Shaorong covered the bag, poked the tail-like thing into it, and said indifferently, "It's nothing."

Zhan Yang said darkly, "I'm going to do it."

Lu Shaorong hid by the wall and said in horror: "Don't...don't come here! I'm going to shout!"

Zhan Yang: "..."

The surrounding passengers looked at Zhan Yang with condemning eyes.

Lu Shaorong regained his seriousness, and said, "A Christmas gift for Wuyou, what are you curious about?"

Zhan Yang said: "You haven't sent me off yet."

Lu Shaorong: "You don't want it."

Zhan Yang said: "You didn't ask me, how do you know I don't want it? Take it out and have a look! Now!"

Lu Shaorong had no choice but to unzip his satchel, and Zhan Yang took out a woolen cap with fox ears from it.

Lu Shaorong said: "I bought it online, why don't you? Buy you a rabbit ear?"

"You can wear it like this..." Lu Shaorong compared the rabbit's ears with his fingers, and began to pretend to be cute, and then he pestered Zhanyang in front of him, and said, "That shop is called King's Altar, and there are long tubes of fishnet stockings, and black bunny girls with high forks. A suit, with a white tail on the buttocks, matched with your slender legs, uh..."

Zhan Yang covered Lu Shaorong's mouth and dragged him away from the security checkpoint.

The stewardesses on the plane were all wearing Santa hats and handing out food with bright smiles. Zhanyang almost always sat in the first-class cabin on business trips. He had long arms and legs and a tall stature. Abused children.

Lu Shaorong smiled and said, "You can take the first class when you come back."

Zhan Yang punched Lu Shaorong on the head viciously with his index finger, pushed him to the window, and motioned him to look outside, don't be ashamed, Zheng Shiyuan is still on the sidelines.

There was a small gift box in the plane meal. Lu Shaorong opened it and found that it was Zhang Shujian's trial recharge card, as well as peripheral products - a blue courage pig keychain wearing a Christmas hat, with the peripheral designer engraved on the back " Beetle" word.

He fastened the keychain to the side of the shoulder bag and looked out the window at the dark sea of ​​clouds.

The night lights on the wings flickered, and there was a golden light covering the clouds in the gentle night in the distance. Lu Shaorong had a short hallucination, as if he saw Xuan Xiao, who was wearing a blue sword fairy robe, walking on the clouds.

He settled down and looked again, and it was dark outside the window.

The plane arrived at Hongqiao Airport, the ground temperature was 3-12 degrees, Zheng Shiyuan moved his numb hands and feet, exhaled a mouthful of mist in the cold, Zhan Yang suddenly found that Lu Shaorong lost himself, and it was not completely impossible to live.

Lu Shaorong booked the air ticket and convenient hotel long before he came, and even checked the route on the Internet. After getting off the plane, Zhan Yang and Zheng Shiyuan almost became road idiots. Lu Shaorong led the bus to the hotel. Everything was arranged in an orderly manner. Zhan Yang worried.

"Isn't this what you should do? Shi Yuan." Zhan Yang said displeased.

Lu Shaorong smiled and said: "I think you may have more important matters to discuss, so I arranged them in advance."

The place where they stayed was a chain of global convenience hotels, which were not expensive but had a good environment. Zhan Yang had to be satisfied with this. He entered the hotel with Zheng Shiyuan, and began to take out documents to discuss the details of going to the fashion show the next day.

Lu Shaorong was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, listening to their conversation, he interjected, "Don't you have a ticket yet? Will you be kicked out by the security?"

Zheng Shiyuan couldn't help laughing, Zhanyang explained impatiently: "Shiyuan will get the invitation later, tomorrow's Christmas Eve dinner is just an opportunity, I need to talk to someone at the dinner..."

Lu Shaorong said casually: "Tomorrow's main task is to hook up."

Zheng Shiyuan smiled and said, "Yes."

Zhan Yang said: "You're right, I need to sell my hue, huh? After hooking up with the guy my dad introduced, the next thing is to talk about business. Are you worried? You must be very worried. "

At dawn, Zheng Shiyuan went out to get the invitation. The small space shuttle on Lu Shaorong's mobile phone was blown up by the enemy. He put away his mobile phone, yawned, and said, "Do you need to make some preparations before the banquet? I can give you an enema."

Zhan Yang: "..."

In the afternoon of the next day, Zheng Shiyuan took back three invitation cards and said, "Have you met their boss? What kind of person is he?"

Zheng Shiyuan's expression was not very good, and he replied: "No, his secretary handed it to me."

Lu Shaorong asked curiously, "Why are there three?"

Zheng Shiyuan said: "I said there are three of us."

Zhan Yang guessed that Zheng Shiyuan was basically rejected, and guessed that the other party would not take small businesses like them seriously, so he sent away a few invitations, so he said: "It's nothing, I still have a chance tonight."

Lu Shaorong could also guess it, but he didn't say anything. A self-made entrepreneur like Zhan Yang can't compare with a big consortium owner who has accumulated wealth for several generations. With his strength, it is not easy to achieve this step.

"Three invitations?" Lu Shaorong asked curiously, "Can I go too?"

Zhan Yang said: "Don't be ashamed!"

Lu Shaorong immediately said: "I will definitely not embarrass you, I just pretend that I don't know you, and I can save a dinner."

Zheng Shiyuan: "..."

Zhan Yang could only say: "You... okay."

Zhan Yang didn't expect too much at first, he thought it was Christmas and went on a trip, and everyone had a buffet before going back.

The banquet was held at the Jinmao Building in Pudong New Area. Both Zhan Yang and Zheng Shiyuan changed into crisp suits. Zhan Yang wore a dark black velvet suit jacket. The collar of his clean white shirt was turned up and the cuffs were turned up, forming a line on the back of his hand. Nice white trim.

Lu Shaorong was wearing a sweater, jeans, and white sneakers, with his hands in his pockets, looking around.

Zhan Yang couldn't even roar, he was completely defeated by Lu Shaorong, and said: "You should buy a suit to wear, I think you will be stopped outside the door."

Lu Shaorong said indifferently: "This is good. It's not that I haven't been in such a level of occasions. Anyway, I won't pester you after I go up."

"My goal is very clear, go in to eat, and leave after eating." Lu Shaorong smiled.

Zheng Shiyuan was very nervous, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

Zhan Yang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you participated in Hong Kong?"

Lu Shaorong said: "Well, there used to be a lot of such banquets during the horse racing season."

Zhan Yang keenly sensed something, and asked, "In what capacity did you attend?!"

Lu Shaorong said: "Be a doorman."

Zhan Yang: "..."

The elevator arrived with a ding, on the second floor of the podium of Jinmao Hotel.

There is a tall Christmas tree at the entrance, and the two crystal doors are pushed inward. The banquet hall is bustling with the rich and famous. Many Europeans come to Shanghai for Christmas, just for this grand event in the harsh winter.

The waiters shuttled back and forth, the long table was full of food, and Lu Shaorong's saliva flowed down.

Zhan Yang coughed and took the lead to go in. The doorman politely stopped Lu Shaorong who was walking at the end, and Lu Shaorong could only say: "Boss, he won't let me in." Zhan Yang's forehead was full of veins, and he turned around and said in English: " New York, exhibition."

Lu Shaorong pointed at Zhan Yang, and said, "I am... Boss Zhan's horse, surnamed Lu."

Lu Shaorong handed over the invitation card for the doorman to read. At this time, several white men came behind them. The doorman hurriedly returned the invitation card politely and made a "please" gesture.

"The horse boy." Zhan Yang said arrogantly: "It's very appropriate, huh? You are the horse boy being ridden."

Lu Shaorong snickered and ran away, heading for the ocean of food.

He took a large plate, put cheese lobster, chestnut chicken, herb snails, and tender lamb chops on a plate, and poured a large glass of juice.Seeing a famous jeweled woman standing beside her, he took the initiative to scoop some exotic juice into her wine glass.

The lady smiled and said, "Thank you, you should also eat some vegetables, which are nutritious."

Lu Shaorong smiled and said, "Thank you."

The lady laughed again: "My son doesn't like vegetables either."

Lu Shaorong noticed that there were two bodyguards following the woman, so he knew not to talk nonsense, bowed tactfully, held the back of her hand and kissed, and turned to leave.

He carried the plate, went to the corner, put the cup away, and started to eat. The piano was not far away from him, and the sound of music was jingling. Obviously, the reception had not officially started yet. The rich people gathered in twos and threes to show off each other , to discuss the latest fashion topics this year.

Zhan Yang stood on the other side of the banquet hall, holding a glass of wine, talking politely to a few old men. Once he entered such a high-end occasion, he seemed to be a different person from head to toe, with a personable demeanor and a sincere smile. Describe well-mannered and elegant.

Lu Shaorong just likes to show off this point. He is a male dog in heat when he takes off his clothes, and he is the king of his bed; Tie dude.

Compared with the wealthy children, there is almost no difference, except for the fleeting look of hesitation in his eyes, which reveals his inner anxiety.

The fashion show started, small salutes were fired on both sides of the specially built runway, the red curtain was slowly opened, and the Vienna Suite sounded.

Zhanyang glanced around the hall unconsciously, and saw Lu Shaorong holding a plate behind the Christmas tree.Lu Shaorong picks and chooses, eats delicious food, tastes a few mouthfuls of each delicious dish, and throws the rest aside.

Zhan Yang took a deep breath, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he decided to train him well after returning to the hotel.

He stared at Lu Shaorong for a while, and saw that Lu Shaorong had carefully wrapped a whole roasted chicken in tin foil, was scalded by the tin foil, tossed it lightly, and carefully put it into the satchel, knowing that Lu Shaorong was packing it, I'm going to take it home for him as a supper.

Zhanyang changed his mind and decided to train him to death after returning to the hotel.

Amidst the music, the female models walked onto the runway in turn, followed by men's dresses, casual wear, and underwear for this winter.

The female model walked around the stage wearing lace translucent underwear, and the inside was actually a vacuum. Lu Shaorong looked around for a while, and saw the male model appearing.

The average height of the male model is about the same as that of Zhan Yang. He only wears a pair of underwear. He has a healthy complexion and a well-proportioned figure, but he is not as good as Zhan Yang. He raised his chin slightly and stood on the catwalk. Lu Shaorong began to imagine how good these underwear would be if Zhan Yang wore them. .

The guests gathered under the catwalk, with flashing lights constantly, Zhan Yang grabbed a good seat, and beside him was a European fashion designer.While watching, he whispered his opinion to the designer, his expression restrained just right.

The designer admired him very much and nodded frequently.

At the outermost edge of the guests, a blond man watched for a moment, then turned and walked towards the piano.

In the corner of the hall, the pianist had left, and Lu Shaorong was enjoying an ice cream.

The man seemed very bored, so he casually took the violin under the table, leaned on the back of a chair next to Lu Shaorong, closed his eyes, put the violin on his collarbone, tuned it, and started playing the violin.

His half-length blond hair covered his ears, and a shiny diamond earring appeared under his ear, with the confidence of a wealthy Caucasian man, with a high nose bridge, ruddy lips, and fair skin on his cheeks.

"Nocturne." Lu Shaorong said.

The melodious sound of the violin flowed from the strings. He opened his eyes and smiled, his pupils were charming dark blue.

It's like a mixed race of Aegean race and Northern Europe, but without the seriousness of the British, intending to be romantic like a French person, but not as romantic as them.His eyebrows are full of Hungarian Yingmai, but there is no trace of the barbarism of the Vikings.

He put down the piano, and what he played earlier was Chopin's Nocturne.

"Stephen Gill." He shook hands with Lu Shaorong, who smiled and said, "Zhan." Then he got up and brought him a cocktail.

Stephen took the cup and said, "Hong Kong people? They don't have the same accent as them."

Lu Shaorong smiled and said, "Yes, with a Cantonese accent, where are you from?"

Stephen said: "I study in Europe, and my father is Canadian."

Lu Shaorong nodded and said, "Are you a musician... or are they a guest?"

Stephen shrugged and smiled: "I don't have an invitation, I sneaked in to watch the underwear show."

Lu Shaorong: "..."

Lu Shaorong fetched the plate, and sat on the long table with Stephen on the buttocks. Stephen held the fork, pointed at the group of wealthy guests, and said: "That is a famous fashion designer, who is popular in Europe every year. Half of the new models come from his hands."

Lu Shaorong nodded and saw the short designer next to Zhanyang.

Zhan Yang stood out from the crowd, and appeared to be extraordinary among a group of celebrities with a general belly. Lu Shaorong was curious about Zhan Yang's popularity, and said, "Who is that next to him?"

Stephen laughed and said, "Who knows, it's probably some nouveau riche who is pestering me."

Lu Shaorong thought to himself that if Zhan Yang heard these words, the whole banquet hall might not be overturned, it would definitely not be finished.

Lu Shaorong saw the lady who had a brief conversation with the food before, and asked curiously: "Whose wife is that lady?"

Stephen hissed mysteriously, and said: "If you call her a lady, she will get angry if you call her a wife."

"That person is the boss of the Beijing Ren's Consortium. Its industries cover real estate, catering and clothing." Stephen said with a smile, "But I don't think she is as famous as her son."

"Really?" Lu Shaorong smiled, he thought of the son mentioned by the noble lady, and he was probably troubled by her son, Lu Shaorong said again: "I chatted with her just now, and it doesn't seem like she is difficult to get along with. "

Stephen said indifferently: "The real rich people are easy to get along with, they are polite, know the importance of keeping a distance, and they will also watch their words - no matter who they are, only the nouveau riche are so arrogant when they talk. "

Lu Shaorong nodded and said, "It makes sense."

Stephen said: "Her son has some... strange ideas, and his clothes are very unique. I came to see him today."

Lu Shaorong was overjoyed, remembering that Zhan Yang often said that he was ashamed, it seems that the second generation ancestor of a rich family is also not immune.

As soon as Stephen finished speaking, the late Second Generation Ancestor appeared.

A young man in his twenties entered the banquet hall with four bodyguards.

Lu Shaorong smiled and said, "It's really unique."

Stephen said, "His name is Ren Liang."

When the man walked in, he was worthy of his name, which made everyone's eyes shine.

He was wearing a black suit, with a snow-white silk scarf around his neck, and a black and white wool plaid beret on his head. Outline the white ears.

With a cigarette in his mouth, the second generation ancestor said lazily, "Mom."

Mrs. Ren was slightly displeased, and said, "Why are you here now?"

The second generation ancestor put his hands in his trouser pockets, shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, the eyes of the people around him were focused on him, and laughter came from afar.

When a famous lady brought wine for him, he lazily brushed his forehead hair, revealing one eye half covered by the hair, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, nodded, and took off the cigarette in his mouth , pressed it into the wine glass, politely took the lady's hand, kissed it, and said, "Thank you."

People around laughed.

Lu Shaorong couldn't help laughing, seeing that Zhan Yang seemed to have found the right owner, but Mrs. Ren and her son were surrounded by people, and Zhan Yang couldn't squeeze in, so he had to wait silently outside.

"What does the nouveau riche want to do?" Stephen keenly saw Zhan Yang's movement of wanting to get closer to the celebrities at the banquet, and joked: "He wants to curry favor with the Ren family again?"

Lu Shaorong said awkwardly: "Maybe..."

Zhan Yang handed out his business card—not to the Ren family's mother and son, but to their bodyguards, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Lu Shaorong's cell phone rang, and Qingfeng sent a text message. Lu Shaorong glanced at it, put the phone away, and said, "I'm going to eat at my friend's hot pot restaurant. Shall we go play together? Let's go, treat you to hot pot?"

Stephen seemed very interested, and was about to agree to Lu Shaorong's invitation, but Zhan Yang hurried over after handing over his business card, poked his finger on Lu Shaorong's head, and said, "What are you doing again?"

Stephen: "..."

Lu Shaorong said: "I didn't do anything, let me introduce you to my new friend, this is Stephen."

Zhan Yang glanced at Stephen, with a dark face, said: "Hi, thank you for taking care of him, my name is Zhan Yang."

Stephen frowned and said, "Your surname is Zhan? Are you... brothers?"

Lu Shaorong sneered and said, "This is my...upstart...gay...husband."

Stephen gulped out the wine elegantly in an instant, and hurriedly turned around to cover it with a tissue.

Lu Shaorong said: "The boss sent a message, please let us go to the store to eat hot pot."

He looked at Stephen with questioning eyes, and Stephen waved his hands hurriedly, saying, "I'm not going, you two... have fun."

Zhan Yang said politely and distantly, "Goodbye!"

Before Lu Shaorong could ask Stephen for his contact information, he was dragged out of the banquet hall by Zhan Yang, and Stephen shouted loudly, "Merry Christmas!"

Lu Shaorong waved at him.

Hearing Stephen's voice, the second generation ancestor said angrily:

"Fuck! Stephen! When did you come to Shanghai!"

Stephen smiled and said, "I came to Shanghai with the teacher yesterday, and I heard you were sleeping, so I didn't look for you."

The second generation ancestor left bodyguards and his own mother and came to beat Stephen.

The second generation ancestor said again: "If you don't drink, what are you doing hiding here?"

Stephen avoided it while smiling and said, "I just saw a younger brother, his eyebrows and eyes are so similar to my stepmother's, I'm curious, so I came to have a look..."

The Second Patriarch thought for a while and said, "Oh, what's your name?"

Stephen said: "I was called away before I had time to ask." He punched the ruffian and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years, but it's still the same, are you married?"

The Second Patriarch sighed: "No, I'm getting old...

Mrs. Ren held the arm of the famous fashion designer, and had a pleasant conversation, while the second generation ancestor hooked up with the fashion designer's disciple - Stephen, and flirted with girls everywhere.