Star picking Pavilion.
As the name suggests, you can overlook most of Jinling City.
Moreover, this restaurant, which is known as the highest in Jinling, is not only high in geographical location, but also has a high threshold. On weekdays, almost all the guests are dignitaries and dignitaries.
It's night.
The moon is bright and the stars are few.
Mr. pick star, famous cars are full of excitement.
Today is an important day for the eldest son of Nanhuan group to return home and officially take over the enterprise. In order to build momentum for the prince, Nanhuan group specially arranged the whole star picking Pavilion for a banquet, and most celebrities in Jinling City were invited.
At about seven o'clock, a taxi stopped at the star picking station, and a young man in Versace suit came down, white as snow.
Gorgeous and dazzling.
Pure handmade, from a material point of view can not be a fake.
It seems to be out of place with the taxi parked next to him.
Passers by see, all cast a surprised glance, curious which is the childe.
With the change borrowed from the driver, the young man in such an expensive suit for the first time turned around and looked up at the unattainable star picking Pavilion.
It is reasonable to say that as a small bartender, he should not have the opportunity to set foot in such places in his life, at least for the first half of his life.
"Drop "Didi..."
In vain, a trumpet sounded.
He turned his head.
A wine red Audi broke into sight.
And there's the beauty of pushing the door to get off.
It is obvious that the other party has been well dressed tonight, with delicate make-up. He is wearing an evening dress with round shoulders, and the color is also spotless, which complements his suit.
"You are really on time. If you come here at 7 o'clock, do you really pinch it?"
Close the door, Bai Ling smile elegant approach, also did not scold what, as if no one else's initiative took Ang Lee's hand, "go in."
It can be clearly felt that Ang Lee's body was a little stiff at the moment when he was pulled up.
As if nothing had happened, Bai Ling walked to the star picking Pavilion. At the same time, he was elegant and generous on his face, but in a low voice, he reminded: "don't forget your identity today, take it easy."
Ang Lee was silent, but his body gradually relaxed.
"Hello, please show me the invitation."
High end places, natural security is tight.
Ang Lee took out the invitation given to him by Bai Ling.
"Come in, please."
After checking, the guard let go.
"Take it as if you're here for dinner. Don't be so restrained. Come on, have a drink and relax. "
After taking a glass of wine from the passing waiter tray, Bai Ling handed it to Ang Lee with a little bird like attitude.
Ang Lee is not stupid. Naturally, he knows that Bai Ling has spent so much time and energy to bring himself here. It must be more than just eating and drinking. But he has an appointment first. Even if it's a grand banquet, he must hold on. This is the principle of life.
"Bailing, why are you here now?"
The shouts were never far away.
Ang Lee looked subconsciously.
They're just acquaintances.
Miao MI, a younger sister, was also here. Seeing Ang Lee, a younger sister naturally didn't have a very good face. She sneered, and even didn't use her eyes to stare at the unscrupulous bartender.
"Oh, it's not Mr. Li who is pretentious. Why? Is the bar off today? "
She was obviously upset about the unpleasant conversation in the bar that night.
Although they are all sisters in the same circle, Miao Mi's attitude towards Ang Lee is pretty good. She slightly pulls A-Mei, who has a mean tone, and says, "bailing, you're a little late..."
"It doesn't matter. I'm not a big deal anyway."
Bai Ling gave a faint smile.
Miao Mi looked at each other without saying anything.
Everyone has known each other for a long time, and everyone knows that the relationship between bailing and the main character of this banquet, the young master of Nanhuan group, who plans to take over the power after his graduation, is a little complicated.
The chairman of Nanhuan group has a good personal relationship with Bai Ling's father. It is said that Bai Ling's father has been intending to merge with Bai Ling and marry him to be the Crown Princess of Nanhuan. Although he knows Bai Ling, the eldest son of Nanhuan has been abroad for a long time. Bai Ling naturally has no feelings for him and has always been resistant to this political marriage. Recently, they accidentally mentioned the south ring It seems that the eldest son is going to return home, and Bai Ling even turns cold on the spot.
"I'll show him around. I'll see you later."
They didn't stay with A-Mei for long. After saying hello, Bai Ling took Ang Lee away.
Dai Ruqian's back looks away.
"Do you think bailing really likes this bartender, or is he going to use him to refuse the South Ring young master?""It's no use asking."
Ah Mei snorted coldly and looked at Ang Lee with scorn and disdain.
"The swan can't take a fancy to the toad. This boy is really stupid. He dares to come here. I really don't know the superiority of heaven and earth. "
I have to admit, that guy is a bit of a human in a serious suit, but so what?
It's just a superficial thing.
If you run into Nanhuan, there will be a good scene. I just hope he doesn't die too miserably.
"How do you feel?"
After they separated from A-Mei, Bai Ling asked with a smile. In full view of the public, she was still holding Ang Lee's arm without any relaxation.
"Well?"
Ang Lee turned his head and looked at her, a little puzzled.
"Here is the upper class in the rumor. What do you think of standing here now?"
Ang Lee shook his head with a smile, looked at the bright men and women around him, and said, "it's no different from my usual life in a bar. It's just another place to be a spectator."
Bai Ling was slightly shocked. He didn't seem to expect that he would respond, and then he gave a dumb smile.
"The road has to go step by step. It's a new beginning to enter here. Every protagonist doesn't come from the Dragon set."
"You mean, I'm just a trooper?"
Ang Lee asked with a smile, very calm, without any self pity.
Similarly, he didn't realize that in the way he got along with bailing, he had become much more relaxed unconsciously.
"I never said that."
Bai Ling's coquettish glance at him, "it's what you said."
Ang Lee smiles but does not speak. His eyes move away from Bai Ling's face. He unconsciously looks at the whole audience and finally falls to a place.
There are many people gathered together, a man standing in the middle, is talking with the people around, a bit of the posture of the stars.
“…… That should be the main character. "
He whispered.
Bai Ling smell speech, follow his vision to look, saw meeting that is in the whole field of vision focal point man, noncommittal.
"It's too stuffy here. Let's go to the rooftop and have a wind."