Compete with your nemesis to be a prodigal

Lu Bingwen was wearing a mask, and the lights in the bar were dim, so Cao Yu didn't recognize him.

Although he was shocked by his words and panicked for a moment, he still bit the bullet and stared back. He didn't think that such a small bar as Huanse could hide any great gods.

Lu Bingwen smiled lightly, leaned over, leaned in front of Cao Yu, and said in a low voice, "Do you know Duan Yuming?"

Cao Yu's heart froze when he heard the words, and his face suddenly turned pale.

The chairman of Qirun, the head of the top wealthy Duan family.

Not to mention people from City A, there are only a handful of people in the whole country who don't know Duan Yuming.

Is it...

Cao Yu glanced at Duan Zhuoheng, who was so drunk that he was unconscious. He seemed to have indeed heard him say that his surname was Duan. Could it be Duan Yuming's...

Before Cao Yu finished guessing, Lu Bingwen told him the answer directly.

"Duan Zhuoheng, the third son of Duan Yuming, is also the current general manager and chairman of the board of Qirun."

Cao Yu was so frightened by this sentence that he was sober from the wine, and even the color on his face was gone.

He really didn't expect that he would suddenly offend Young Master Duan because he was just going out for a night out as usual, and immediately he didn't care about asking for an apology and compensation, he got up and bowed to Lu Bingwen repeatedly to admit his mistake.

"I, I was wrong, sir, and Mr. Duan, what happened just now was a complete misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."

"There's no need for a misunderstanding." Lu Bingwen turned around and took out a wallet from Duan Zhuoheng's suit pocket, weighed it in his hand twice, and then looked at Cao Yu, "It doesn't matter whether you two misunderstood just now, but it seems that your injury is not serious. , since you just said that you are willing to mediate in private, let's make an offer."

"Really, really don't need it, it's just a misunderstanding, I'm fine... ahh..."

In order to prove that he was not seriously injured, Cao Yu moved his arm violently, just touching the injured area.

Lu Bingwen was in pain looking at it, so he quickly raised his hand to stop: "Hurry up and report the number, and then what happened tonight never happened."

Although Cao Yu was usually a little arrogant and domineering outside relying on his family background, he was not out of his mind after all, and suddenly remembered the recent turmoil of the Duan family's turmoil.

Although Duan Zhuoheng's entry into Qirun seems to be a certainty now, but Duan Zhuohao and Duan Luo have not stayed in the company for nothing these years. Not the brothers and sisters.

Now that Duan Yuming is still alive, no one dares to challenge Duan Zhuoheng's status, but if Duan Yuming dies one day, there is no guarantee that Qirun will change hands.

If there is a day, Duan Zhuoheng's incident today may become a bullet for him to be attacked, so it is obvious that this young master Duan's friend wants to imply that he has kept his mouth shut.

Cao Yu, who thought he understood Lu Bingwen's intentions, no longer resisted, and hurriedly reported a similar number while Lu Bingwen was still patient.

Seeing that he was sensible, Lu Bingwen didn't bother to bother with him about those arrogant provocations just now, then he drew a card from Duan Zhuoheng's wallet and asked the waiter who was stunned to swipe it.

When the bar manager who went to check the surveillance came back, he saw Mr. Cao, who had been so unreasonable just now, sitting on the sofa, obediently like a quail, and thought he had gone to the wrong place.

After looking back and forth between Cao Yu and Duan Zhuoheng several times, his eyes fell on Lu Bingwen, who was between the two of them, holding his mobile phone in a leisurely manner.

"Excuse me, are you a friend of Mr. Duan?"

Lu Bingwen raised his head from the phone: "Yes."

"Hi sir, I am Huanse's manager. I was asked by Mr. Cao to check the monitoring just now."

Lu Bingwen stood up and shook hands with him: "Can you see who moved first?"

Although Cao Yu insisted that it was Duan Zhuoheng who came up suddenly and beat people indiscriminately, but Lu Bingwen didn't think that Duan Zhuoheng was the kind of person who likes to solve problems with his fists.

"Actually, the monitoring is not very clear, but..." The manager paused for a while with a look of embarrassment on his face, "Mr. Duan did it first."

After speaking, he was afraid that Lu Bingwen would feel that he was deliberately biased because of Cao Yu's identity, so he took out his mobile phone and handed him the surveillance screen just taken.

Lu Bingwen frowned after watching the surveillance, and gave Duan Zhuoheng angrily a look on the sofa.

It turned out that he was the one who started it first.

In the monitoring screen, Cao Yu was standing aside and making a phone call, but Duan Zhuoheng suddenly went crazy and punched him from behind.

Because there was a distance between the two at the beginning, it was very clear who would strike first.

After watching the surveillance, Lu Bingwen wanted to turn around and leave. Fortunately, he was arguing with Cao Yu just now as if he was taking advantage of it...

Really fucked up!

Just when Lu Bingwen felt that he was too thin-skinned and it was time to find a crack in the ground and get down, fortunately, the waiter brother who had just gone to swipe his card came back.

"Sir, your card."

"Thank you for the trouble."

Lu Bingwen didn't want to stay here any longer, so he took the card and put it in his pocket, set up Duan Zhuoheng and went out.

Duan Zhuoheng didn't know how much he drank, he was so drunk that he couldn't open his eyes, he was dead, Lu Bingwen had to spend a lot of effort, sweating profusely before throwing him into the car.

When the door was about to close, seeing him getting more and more angry, and seeing that there was no one around, he held the car door and kicked his legs several times before calming down.

On the way home, 7436 couldn't help asking: [Host, do you want to take him home? 】

Lu Bingwen raised his eyes and glanced at Duan Zhuoheng who showed no sign of waking up from the rearview mirror.

"Oh, he thinks it's beautiful."

Of course Lu Bingwen would not take him back to his home.

After entering the elevator, he swiped Duan Zhuoheng's room card and went up to the top floor. After pushing him against the door panel, he roughly pulled his right hand to unlock it.

After pushing and resisting to bring him into the house, he didn't even bother to go to the bedroom, and threw him directly on the sofa.

Hearing the muffled "boom" sound when Duan Zhuoheng's back touched the sofa, 7436's gaming hands trembled slightly.

The host seemed really angry this time.

7436 blinked and opened the shield very wisely.

Seeing someone sleeping like a dead pig on the sofa, Lu Bingwen could barely roll his eyes. He took out his phone and checked the time. It was almost three o'clock.

Pulling off the mask on his face, he now regretted that he didn't turn off the phone to mute before going to bed last night.

Although Lu Bingwen himself also likes to drink, but when he is not drinking himself, he hates the smell of alcohol on others. Even if the person on the sofa is Duan Zhuoheng, he still feels a little uncomfortable smelling the faint smell of alcohol.

Glaring at him with some disgust, Lu Bingwen felt that he really couldn't take care of a drunkard, so he took out Duan Zhuoheng's cell phone and planned to call his assistant.

In his current state, there is no need to think about unlocking the face, Lu Bingwen directly swipe up the password to unlock.

9-6-1-2-2-1。

Lu Bingwen entered his birthday without thinking.

however--

[Incorrect password! ]

Lu Bingwen couldn't describe how he felt at that moment, as if the belief he had held on for a long time suddenly collapsed.

The strange thing is that he didn't have much sadness, only a deep emptiness and loss.

He even more admired himself for being able to maintain his sanity before trying the next password.

Unfortunately, he has tried all the special dates and numbers he can think of, but the screen still shows [Password input error! ].

Looking at the countdown caused by the input error, Lu Bingwen suddenly felt a little humble for a moment.

Why bother?

Lu Bingwen chuckled and put his mobile phone on the table.

Looking up at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, I took a deep breath, and after my mood almost calmed down, I took a long breath and prepared to leave.

However, it was a coincidence that Lu Bingwen had just taken two steps, before he left the living room, the cell phone on Duan Zhuoheng's desk suddenly rang.

Who is it so late?

Who has anything to do with me?

Lu Bingwen stopped, and two villains started fighting in his mind.

As he struggled on one side, the ringing on the other side became louder and louder. The other party seemed to have no intention of giving up at all, and finally the first villain prevailed.

Lu Bingwen turned around and picked up the phone, looked at the caller ID, it was an acquaintance.

Liao Chen.

After answering the phone, before Lu Bingwen had time to speak, Liao Chen breathed a sigh of relief: "Yo, I can still answer the phone. It seems that this time I have improved. At least I didn't drink the fragments."

Lu Bingwen frowned, and glanced at someone who had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Just speechless.

"Mr. Liao, I'm Lu Bingwen."

After Lu Bingwen finished speaking, there was silence for two seconds, and then there was a crisp "pop".

Liao Chen patted his face to make sure he wasn't dreaming: "You, who do you say you are?!"

"Lu Bingwen."

Lu Bingwen didn't know if this Mr. Liao had bad ears, so he repeated it.

"But this is Duan Zhuoheng's phone, right?"

"Well, he was drunk at the bar, and I just got him back."

Lu Bingwen patiently explained.

This time, the commotion on Liao Chen's side was even bigger. After rustling for a while, he seemed to sit up from the bed, and his tone was obviously lighter: "You mean, you are with Duan Zhuoheng now?"

"Well, is something wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay, take your time, I'll hang up first, see you another day!"

"baffling."

Lu Bingwen threw the phone back on the table.

But from what Liao Chen said at the beginning, he seemed to know why Duan Zhuoheng drank.

And he said "this time", it seems that this is not the first time he has drunk like this.

Lu Bingwen tilted his head. In his memory, Duan Zhuoheng seldom drank alcohol. Except for a few symbolic sips for necessary entertainment, he almost never drank alcohol in his daily life.

It seems that time really changes a person.