v3 Chapter 142： Dazzled (1/2)

Chapter 142

After entering the gate, Jiang Yan stored her bags and handbags at the counter, and then accompanied Lorraine and the other two through the security check, and turned around and walked into the interior of the ”Jiang Nanluo” bar.

Walking into the largest and most luxurious bar in the whole Jiangnan Province, Lorraine and Jiang Yan felt a strong taste of nightlife. At this time, the music played by the dj stage is deafening, and the waiters are busy shuttled between the various wine seats, feasting and feasting on the wrong side, a personal dog-like man or a well-dressed woman, all together, each face All of them are full of laughter, some are sincere for fun, while others are hiding knives in their smiles, not knowing what kind of ghost idea they are playing.

The communication between people is so complicated. Sometimes, the brighter a person smiles at you, the more you have to be guarded. The more comfortable what he says makes you feel comfortable, the less you can listen. , It is likely to make you paralyzed, and then, without you knowing it, stabbed you in the back.

This was Hu Yidao's first impression of Lorraine, with a smile on his face. Of course, this can't be generalized, maybe that Hu Yidao is a smiling tiger character, who should be treated. If this Hu Yidao is really a person that Han Zhennan values, then he must be unique. No matter what kind of character Hu Yidao said from the bottom of his heart, at least, his proposal this afternoon looked even more attractive at this time.

Looking at the prosperous business of the largest bar in Jiangnan Province, Lorraine couldn't help but feel a little eager. When the Luos Group successfully enters the leisure and entertainment industry in Siyang City, how much revenue will it bring...

Jiang Yan and Lorraine arm each other's elbows, and under the reception of the waiter, they came to a corner of the bar far from the dance floor. The two came here just to have a drink and relax. They don't plan to go to the dance floor like those crazy intoxicated men and women, so sitting in the corner is the best choice.

Ordered a bottle of Brother Gran, two bottles of 7-up, a few plates of snacks, and simply mixed the base wine and a drink, and the two started talking while eating and drinking.

”Lorraine, do you often come to such occasions?” Jiang Yan frowned as she looked at the crazy men and women on the dance floor. She obviously didn't like the atmosphere very much. ”These people are like crazy people, with the same heads. Doesn't it hurt to dangle?”

Lorraine followed Jiang Yan’s eyes and found that a few buddies on the dance floor were surrounding a woman, their heads swaying like waves, and their mouths were still awkwardly straight. Scream, let alone, there is a sense of rhythm with dj music.

”Hehe, I used to come when I was young, but later I didn't come to sit very often.” Lorraine took a sip of the Sprite drink and said naturally.

”When you were young, it was as old as you are now...” Jiang Yan grinned.

Lorraine smirked, did not speak, looked at the silly young men dangling on the dance floor with a pair of eyes, and his thoughts instantly went back to his own dude era in the last life. Once upon a time, he was also the kind of master who loves nightlife. That period of youth has been frivolous, arrogant, confused, decadent, bitter...

Nowadays, Lorraine's mentality is like a hermit who has gone back to peace, no longer thinking about useless things.

A young body, a precipitated soul, this made Lorraine so different.

The crazy DJ music, Lorraine heard now, but it was like a plain and pale shout, and he could no longer make even the slightest ripple in his heart. He looked at the dance floor, his eyes gradually narrowed into a slit, and there was an imperceptible sense of loneliness in his pupils. Yes, now he is no longer crazy, but he is no longer innocent.

The loneliness of a simple person is mostly emptiness and disease-free groaning. The loneliness of a complicated person is the inability to remember the passing years.

This made Lorraine suddenly remembered a deeply touching conversation he had seen, saying that a man walked into a restaurant called ”Life”:

”Boss, come to loneliness.”

”Sorry, sir, there is nothing left in this shop.”

”Are you happy or happy?”

”Yes, it's parallel imports.”

”Is it true?”

”I bought him a fake one yesterday.”

”Is there a lover?”