94. Do you want to come again?

Ye Chenghuan smiled: "I remember a line in "Deep Throat": Among the things that can change men, alcohol is the most powerful, followed by women, then power, and finally truth."

What exactly is alcohol?

It makes men find themselves and lose themselves in it. It is real and lovely, but also hypocritical and hateful.

The magic of alcohol to men is like the obsessive pursuit of youth by women.

On the surface, he is indeed fine. Not only is he fine, but the usual sleepy look is gone, and his eyes are extremely clear.

Chu Wenxuan took his hand half-believingly, left the drunkards on the floor and left the room with him.

Arriving at the parking lot, Ye Chenghuan said, "My car is over there. Can I take you home?"

Chu Wenxuan frowned: "You just drank so much. What if you are caught driving under the influence..."

Ye Chenghuan smiled evilly: "I don't have a driver's license, and the car is not mine. Why are they checking me?"

Chu Wenxuan was stunned: "You dare to drive without a driver's license?"

"Do you know how to drive if you have a driver's license? I don't think so. If you want to check me, you have to catch up with me first. Understand?"

"I've been waiting for you two for a long time." With a voice, Ma Wenjie and two bodyguards appeared again from nowhere.

Chu Wenxuan saw that it was him again, and his face was cold and frosty. He said unhappily: "Ma Wenjie, have you had enough!"

"Oh, the little beauty is angry. It's rare for old classmates to meet, so of course we have to have a good chat. I have already booked a seat at a nearby bar. It's only ten minutes' drive away. No one is allowed to leave. I'll treat you!" Ma Wenjie said.

"Sorry, I'm busy!" Chu Wenxuan glanced at Ye Chenghuan silently and urged him to leave quickly.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chenghuan said generously: "Dear, someone is treating us anyway, it would be a waste not to go."

Chu Wenxuan was anxious, knowing that Ma Wenjie had bad intentions, and she didn't know what kind of trouble she would get into if she went. She hesitated for a moment, and Ye Chenghuan stretched out his hand and gently scratched her nose, saying softly: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Chu Wenxuan was slightly surprised. Although the two of them had so much physical contact today, she wondered why she didn't feel annoyed or disgusted when facing this man's frivolousness.

"Old classmate, get in the car." Ma Wenjie patted his Range Rover and pouted proudly at Ye Chenghuan.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the Range Rover, known as the king of off-road vehicles." Ye Chenghuan pretended to be surprised.

"You have good eyesight." Ma Wenjie found his country bumpkin look funny and even more disdainful in his heart.

"Tsk tsk, what a good car." Ye Chenghuan gently stroked the car body, "50-liter V8 supercharged engine, maximum power output 405 kilowatts, peak torque 680 Nm, using a new aluminum body structure, the body weight is reduced, and its performance is also better, the acceleration from 0 to 100 kilometers is only 5 seconds, and 150,000 pounds is just the starting price..." Ye Chenghuan sighed.

Ma Wenjie's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he glanced at Chu Wenxuan, but the beauty still had a calm expression, and seemed not to be very interested in it.

"But." Ye Chenghuan changed the subject, "Although it has been improved a lot compared to the old model, its performance is still inferior to the Porsche Cayenne GTS, just like the Jaguar XKRS against the Porsche, and its sportiness is not as good as the Porsche. And the brakes of this car are soft, the accelerator is heavy, and it is too tiring to drive..." Ye Chenghuan shook his head.

Ma Wenjie's face suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy, staring at him: "Since you know so much about cars, why don't you drive your car out for comparison."

Ye Chenghuan shrugged: "My car is so tacky that it can't be put on the table at all. I'm afraid you will laugh at me if I take it out."

"No!" Ma Wenjie said seriously: "I must drive it out for comparison." He was more determined in his thoughts. What good car can a small company employee drive? At most, it's a family car like Grand Hyatt or Teana. I don't know how ridiculous it would be if it was put together with his Land Rover.

He insisted again and again, and Ye Chenghuan had no choice but to nod helplessly, took out the remote control and pressed it towards the group of cars.

"Beep..." Two chirps came from the most inconspicuous corner.

Ma Wenjie looked at it with disdain, thinking he had seen it wrong, and immediately rubbed his eyes.

That's right! A white Rolls-Royce Phantom flashed its lights, and the surging engine made a low roar, like a beast that was about to be untied!

"Is that your car?" Ma Wenjie dared not to believe that a humble company clerk actually had an emperor's car.

Ye Chenghuan frowned: "To be honest, I really don't want to show it off. This kind of car has been the same for decades. In one word: rustic!"

Ma Wenjie knew that he was using himself to show off, so he snorted and got into his own car.

Ye Chenghuan winked at Chu Wenxuan: "Miss Chu, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to get in my car."

Chu Wenxuan smiled and leaned over to get into the car.

They drove all the way to the shore of Chunhu Lake. After getting off the car, Ye Chenghuan laughed in his heart. It turned out that the bar Ma Wenjie booked was the one with a confused and confused mind.

As soon as he stepped into the bar, several of the Yanyutang's henchmen recognized him and stood up from different tables, three or four of them, led by Xiao Bailong: "Mr. Ye..."

Ye Chenghuan waved his hand, signaling them not to talk nonsense, and grabbed Xiao Bailong's crotch, and then followed Ma Wenjie to the largest private room.

In addition to them, there were several of Ma Wenjie's friends in the room. There were three empty seats at the table. Ma Wenjie sat in the middle, leaving two seats beside him.

Ye Chenghuan understood at a glance that no matter how Ma Wenjie sat, Chu Wenxuan would definitely be next to him. The purpose was self-evident.

As soon as the door opened, a fierce-looking wine boy came in. Ye Chenghuan just took a sip of tea, and when he looked up, he choked. It was none other than the Red Gate boss of Yanyutang, Scar.

The wine boy's clothes were obviously not his. They were tight and small on his rough body. Coupled with the gloomy expression on his face, it was completely inconsistent with the gentle wine boy's uniform!

He just exchanged glances with Ye Chenghuan and said nothing.

Ma Wenjie frowned and looked at him. He heard that the girls selling wine here were the most beautiful, but he didn't expect such a fierce wine boy to appear. He glared at his bodyguard, holding back a rage in his heart, but he couldn't show it on the surface.

"Sir, Miss, what would you like to order?" Scar asked in a shrill voice, imitating the wine boy's appearance, but the hideous scar made people feel uncomfortable no matter how they looked at it.

Ye Chenghuan rubbed his shoulders and got goose bumps all over the floor. He had never seen such poor acting skills in his dreams.

"Come on, Wenxuan, take a look at the wine list. You must order the best wine, and don't save money for me." Ma Wenjie handed the wine list to Chu Wenxuan.

"Leave this rough work to me. I promise not to save you money." Ye Chenghuan took the wine list without even looking at it. He looked at Chu Wenxuan and said, "Give this lady a Long Island Iced Tea." Then he said, "A dozen each of Godfather, Alexander, Cold Flame, Bloody Mary, Angel's Kiss, and dried fruits and desserts." Scar was about to leave when he was stopped by Ye Chenghuan. He lit a cigarette slowly, "Another bottle of Louis XIII. Remember to look for the gentleman next to me. He will pay the bill in the end." Scar was about to leave when he was stopped by Ma Wenjie. He glared at Ye Chenghuan fiercely. This kid was deliberately trying to bleed himself. Not only did he order so many cocktails, but he also ordered a bottle of Louis XIII, the king of wine. "Does your small bar have Louis XIII?" He really hoped that this stupid bartender would say no. Scar pretended not to understand what he meant and said in a muffled voice: "Yes!" He did not forget to add: "As much as you want."

Ma Wenjie laughed dryly at Chu Wenxuan: "How can such a small place have such wine? It is probably fake. I think we should change a bottle."

Scar interrupted at the side: "Do you want to see our wine card? If the wine of the confused and infatuated is fake, there will be no real wine in the whole Longdu."

Ye Chenghuan waved his hand: "How can you be a wine waiter? Do you want you to talk too much? Look carefully, this is Mr. Ma Wenjie, the king of football in China. Let alone a bottle of Louis XIII, he can afford even ten bottles. Go and get the wine!

Scar went out obediently.

While Ma Wenjie was in distress, Chu Wenxuan gently poked Ye Chenghuan from behind and whispered: "You are really shady. A bottle of Louis XIII costs 1,500 US dollars."

"What are you talking about? The best basketball star in China must drink the best wine." Ye Chenghuan said seriously.

At this time, several beer girls came in, wearing low-cut short skirts, dressed up and stood beside Ma Wenjie nervously, "Are you Mr. Ma Wenjie? I am your fan, can you sign for me?"

"Of course. But where should I sign?" Ma Wenjie took the pen and hesitated. The beer girl chose a great time, just in time to show off in front of Chu Wenxuan.

The beer girl lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her white thighs, "Is this okay?"

Ma Wenjie was overjoyed. No wonder people like to come here for a passionate affair. The girls here are so awesome. After signing, they didn't forget to pinch them.

"Mr. Ma, can you please taste our beer? It tastes great."

Ma Wenjie was a little embarrassed. It turned out that the signature was fake, but the beer was real. But it was hard to refuse in front of so many people, so he had to accept the order.

Scar came in with the beer soon, and with him was the bar owner, the charming Dingxiang.

She gave Chu Wenxuan her first glance, but there was something complicated in her eyes.

Seeing this woman, Ma Wenjie felt a burning sensation in his throat. This was his first time seeing Dingxiang. This woman was not only beautiful, but also had a kind of magnetism that made people unable to stop. Any man would have a reason to be impulsive when seeing her. Although he had hunted for beauty countless times, he had never seen such a woman. Seeing two beauties at the same time in one day, it seemed that this trip back to Longdu was really worthwhile.

Without even glancing at Ye Chenghuan, she swung her slender waist in front of Ma Wenjie, "My name is Ding Xiang, and I'm the boss who's infatuated." 

Ma Wenjie grasped her boneless little hand, and for the first time, he felt nervous in front of a woman: "Ahem... that... my name is Ma Wenjie, have you heard of me? I play football."

"Oh, I've heard of me." Ding Xiang seemed very friendly. Although she was not a football fan, she couldn't resist the overwhelming reports about the country's stinky feet, and she always heard about it.

Everyone sat down again. Ding Xiang ignored Ye Chenghuan since she came in, and sat down next to him, whether intentionally or not.