Chapter 64 - The Affair Plan (2) (1/2)

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Translator: Lionwwang  Editor: Lionwwang

We have arrived the restaurant at the top of TV Tower of our city on 19:30 pm.

This restaurant is known as the highest restaurant of the city. It’s located at the top of the TV Tower. The base constantly rotates slowly all the day. Every rotation is about an hour. Sitting in this restaurant can almost take the night view of the whole city in a glance.

Of course, the price is very high too.

As we step out of the elevator, Jojo slightly tidies up her appearance, then takes a look at me and reaches out her hand into my arms. Then she holds my arm and we two walk into the rotating restaurant.

Far away, I can see two young men are sitting at the table near the window. One of them is the fionce, who is forced to come to let Jojo under arranged marriages

He has a famous name: Marrio Puzo.

Marrio Puzo??? Fortunately, I have checked with Jojo, his first name is Marrio, not Mario.

But by looking at this name is so alike the famous novel master’s, just feels like a practical joke. I always have an urge to beat him. Damn, he wants to marry Miss Jojo should be pulled out and beat already. He even fakes the name of the master. If we don’t play a practical joke on him, it will be unconscionable!

(The poor translator: In the original novel, the master’s name is another famous Chinese Wuxia novel writer’s name: Mr. Gu Long. But I think most of you might not be familiar with him. So, I choose the one you know him more. Mr. Mario Puzo. You don’t know who he is either? So, you just go check the “Godfather”, no matter the novels or the movies, all are the most classic. Mario Puzo is the writer of these novels.)

He is twenty-nine years old. His family was originally in the east province. There are many businessmen and plenty of rich people from there. His family has quite some business and several factories. It’s considered as a distinguished family. He depended on family’s wealth, studied abroad for several years, earned a degree at the University of Plymouth in England, and then returned home in the glory of returning from abroad.

What makes people angry most is that this guy came back as a good overseas returnee without thinking about how to use what he has learned abroad to develop his career. The first thing is to think of marry our Miss Jojo.

Although his family is rich, but Jojo’s background is even better.

Jojo is the only daughter of her family. Under such circumstances, two men and women who are strangers to each other want to get married. If you say the Puzo family is not covet the Jojo family industry, who believes?

But this Marrio Puzo is said to be Jojo’s mother’s choice. Because his family is good and he has a high education background.

“FXXX! I gonna have him doctored!”

I almost slip and fall, just take a look at her.

“What are you looking? Your Jojo mama likes it!” She curls her charming red lips.

Sometimes I really feel scare of her. It’s the feeling of die before a refulgent sunset.

How to say, just like you see an innocent girl who is a singer, she wears like a high school student, walks cautiously to the center of the stage. But when she opens her mouth, it’s the hoarse voice singing heavy metal… It’s such a huge contrast.

That Marrio Puzo looks in a good appearance. He is a little thin, wearing top brand clothes with no publicity. In fact, the more high-grade clothes, the more introverted it seems.

As for the man sitting opposite him, he looks a little more handsome than Marrio Puzo. The skin is bronzed and dressing in a casual way. His face is handsome and quite a bit heroic. But his eyes look so indecent. The lights in eyes is too bright to like a wolf!

I know, in fact, I am jealous. The two men look better than me from appearance.

Marrio sees Jojo from far away, and immediately stands up and pulls away a chair beside him. It’s a gentleman, but not popular here.

“Hello, Jojo!” Marrio’s voice is good. The voice is thick but sweet, and it is a very masculine voice. My malicious thought is that if his family is bankrupt, he will not starve to death if he makes a living as a singer. But I don’t show it on my face.

Marrio introduces the handsome man beside to Jojo: “This is Donald Fong, my classmate in England.” Then he also introduces Jojo to Donald Fong, and looks at me with an inquiring glance, “This is?”

“Chen Yang. I’m Jojo’s friend.”

Maybe he was back from western. Marrio doesn’t mind Jojo holding me to comes in and shakes hands with me.

After sitting down, he doesn’t forget to praise gently: “Jo, you are beautiful tonight.”

Damn!

If I or Azle say that, Jojo intentionally could laugh directly and then says: “Do you surging of lustful desire?” But now she looks a little shy and timid, just likes a real lady does. She whispers: “Thank you!”

Marrio looks at me and laughs: “I’ve always wanted to meet Jojo’s friends. Let’s have dinner together tonight and have a casual chat. We’ll be friends in the future.”

Then he calls a waitress to start ordering.

Here’s the western style restaurant. Marrio orders a shrimp, Donald orders a fried goose liver, and I order a steak at random. After looking at the menu for half a day, Jojo suddenly raises her head and whispers in a very cultured tone: “A cage of steamed buns, two salted duck eggs.”

All three men here are speechless altogether.

The waitress is probably depressed. It was probably the first time she met someone who order steamed buns in such a fancy western restaurant. She almost can’t come again to herself. She glares at Jojo: “Mi…mi…mi…miss, What did you say?”

Jojo quickly says again, still the elegant lady looks like, dignified!

I am familiar with this. The people in the mental hospital estimate all like this way!

Marrio looks a little embarrassed, but that Donald who’s responding the fastest. He quickly takes out some banknotes and hands them to the waitress: “Please find a way.”

Money means do things well.

So much monies are enough to buy a lot of small cage buns! The waitress is running away with an utterly pale face. Donald talks to Jojo with smile: “Miss Jojo’s character is very interesting.”

Marrio takes a sip of tea to hide his embarrassment, and then turns to look at me as if he wants to break the embarrassment by talking to me. “Where do you work, Mr. Chen Yang?”

“Oh, I do financial work.” I reply.

“Oh? In the bank? Or an accounting firm?”

“An underground bank.” I reply with a calm voice, “The high interest loan, you know?”

“…” Marrio is probably choked by the tea. He stares at me for five seconds before he back to his sense. He mutters a few words, “Well… It’s very… It’s an interesting job.”

Jojo immediately wipes her seductive little mouth and shows a fascinating and indestructible smile. She smiles sweetly and say: “Yeah, Chen Yang’s work is fun! Last time, I accompanied him to dun for debts, and we set on fire of the house of the person who owed money. It’s so interesting!”

Marrio is pale with fright: “Burned… burned a house?” He swallows hard, “But… Is that not… Is it illegal?”

I stubbornly hold back not to laugh, and pretend to be very imposing, waving my hand: “What is it? Pay the debt is perfectly justified! The guy never repentant, he even stood on the rooftop to frighten me and said he would jump down! He dared to scare me? You say illegal? FXXX!, I do this job, certainly have my ways. Who dares not pay back the money? Brothers give him the white in and the red out!” Speaking here, I point to the top, mysteriously, “I have someone there!”

Even the graceful Donald’s face changes a little, and it seems that he can’t help moving his chair a little to away from the other side.

Then the waitress is serving our foods. I look at the steak in front of me, deliberately rowing several times with the knife in the plate, making the plates creak. Marrio and Donald try to maintain their elegant posture, pretending that they are deaf and not hearing anything.

Jojo gives me a look. I know it is time to bring out the biggest gun.

I scold, and throw the knife on the table heavily: “FXXX! This knife is not sharp enough!”

Then I get up, lift a leg on the chair, pike up my trousers and pull out a folding knife from my shoe.