I'm not a lawyer anymore

Chapter 73 Backhand
Chapter 73 Backhand

January NO.19, Black Swan Clubhouse.

"Goodbye, slow down on the road."

"understood."

After waving goodbye to his friends, Sun Shengwan did not leave the clubhouse immediately.

She has nothing to do today, she will go home and lie down when she leaves, she might as well sit here for a while.

Stand up the iPad and put on the earphones to watch the drama.

I still have to order takeaway at home, so I went to the restaurant directly when I was hungry on the road, and went back after dinner in the evening.

With this in mind, Sun Shengwan started his journey of chasing dramas.

The Black Swan doesn't need to put on any cover. Those who can come here are all members who have been screened and meet the standards, and they won't do anything if they recognize her. Sun Shengwan is very relieved about this.

Good friend Zheng Yunxi mentioned that artists are very free and safe here, as long as they don't go to the top floor.

Sun Seung-wan didn't care much about this point, don't go to the top floor. There are similar regulations in many places in Korea, which is basically an unspoken rule.

For example, the three major TV stations that Sun Shengwan goes to most often have only one road to the top floor, and the exclusive elevators for high floors are guarded by special personnel every day, so ordinary people can't go up at all.

As for the stairs, the stairs leading to the top floor were directly sealed off, making it impossible to get in.

It is not allowed to go to the top floor, there are such rules in many places.

buzzing.

The phone placed on the side of the iPad vibrated, paused the TV series, and picked up the phone.

It's an INS message.

Lin Huan: [Wendy's Head in Beauty Salon]
Lin Huan: [covers mouth and laughs]
Sun Shengwan raised his eyebrows when he saw the text message.

Wendy: Do you want to have this hairstyle?

Wendy: I ​​can guide you.

Lin Huan: Forget it, my hair looks pretty good now.

Wendy: Try it, maybe it looks better than me [bad laugh][bad laugh]
Lin Huan: Forget it.

Lin Huan: What are you doing?
Wendy: Poor way of changing the subject.

Wendy: I'm chasing dramas.

Lin Huan: What drama?I recommend you to learn Korean by the way.

Wendy: In winter, of course I have to listen to "First Snow" and watch "Ghosts".

Lin Huan: A Lonely and Brilliant God?
Wendy: Yes.

Wendy: Have you seen it?

Lin Huan: I have heard the theme song "stay with me"

Wendy: This song is indeed a classic, but I still prefer "First Snow"

Lin Huan: I’ve made a note, I’ll check it out when I have time.

Wendy: Very nice, highly recommended!
Lin Huan: I know, I know.

Son Seung-wan: I know, I know.

Son Seungwan: A perfunctory man!
Lin Huan: ...

Sun Shengwan looked at the chat screen with a smile, and didn't even have time to watch the drama.

Tapping.

The sound of leather shoes intertwining with the floor came to my ears.

Sun Shengwan raised his head, and a tall figure came into view.

"Is this attire a gangster?" Sun Shengwan muttered to himself.

Sitting close to the corridor, Son Seung-wan was able to see the whole picture of the man clearly.

This outfit... seems to be black and astringent.

Zheng Yunxi told her about the behind-the-scenes of the Black Swan Club, which has a black background.

However, Sun Shengwan has been here for a while, and he has never been in contact with the black things of the black swan, and he has never even heard of it.

Probably in the top floor where they are strictly forbidden to enter.

Don't know what it will be.

Although Sun Shengwan was curious, he could bear it.

Reality is not a TV show, useless curiosity can kill people.

Shaking his head, instead of paying attention to the figure just now, he lowered his head and continued chatting with Lin Huan.

the other side.

The elevator room on the top floor.

Ding.

The elevator door opened slowly.

A man in a dark blue suit walked out of the elevator with a blank expression.

"Brother Zhihuan!" The younger brothers on both sides of the elevator room hurriedly bowed and greeted the person coming.

The man ignored the greetings of the two and strode towards the inside.

There will be two guards at every corner. If it is the first time to come here, it is easy to get lost in such a complicated terrain, but judging by the appearance of the man, it is obviously not the first time to come here.

Came to the innermost place with ease.

"Brother Zhihuan!" The four thugs standing at the door bowed to the man at the same time.

"Open the door." An indifferent voice sounded.

"Yes!"

The thug turned around and entered the password, and the silver-white door burst open.

The man stepped through the gate, and the scene inside immediately came into view.

The layout inside is one table after another of gambling tables, quite like the scene in the God of Gamblers blockbuster.

There are several customers sitting in front of each gaming table, and the main color is resplendent and resplendent, which is in line with the atmosphere of the casino.

Above the Black Swan Club, which is specially provided for artists to communicate and relax, there is such a large casino, which is an unknown aspect.

The man greeted the acquainted customers one by one along the way, all the way to the inner room.

"Brother Zhihuan!"

Hold down the doorknob, push the door open and enter.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the man's brows could not help but frown due to the blowing smoke.

"Ji Hwan is here." Cao Chenglu, who was holding a cigarette, noticed the person coming, put out the cigarette in his hand, and said with a smile.

"What do you want from me?" Cao Zhihuan asked after closing the door and sitting on the sofa.

"Look at this." Cao Chenglu took a document from his desk and handed it to Cao Zhihuan.

Cao Zhihuan picked up the file and began to read it.

Cao Chenglu sat on the office chair, quietly waiting for Cao Zhihuan to finish reading.

A few minutes later, Cao Zhihuan closed the file.

"This man can't move."

Cao Chenglu froze for a moment, then laughed.

"Your brother is not stupid. I know that this person can't move."

Cao Zhihuan was expressionless, waiting for Cao Chenglu's next words.

"I talked with him once in Xinluo two months ago, and the son-in-law of the Zheng family in the north of the city was the host."

"Chinese Zheng Kun?" Cao Zhihuan said.

"Well, he is an outstanding person. In the past two years, he has been recognized by Mr. Zheng through the trade between China and South Korea." Cao Chenglu said with a smile.

Cao Zhihuan was noncommittal.

He has no interest in the affairs of these upper class people.

Cao Chenglu glanced at Cao Zhihuan, smiled, and said, "After reading this document, do you think it is necessary for this person to be friendly?"

"No need." Cao Zhihuan said bluntly, "It is very difficult for him to interact with us, and the risk is too great. He is a white face, and we are black faces, so we are naturally difficult to deal with."

Cao Chenglu smiled and shook his head, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and was about to light it.

But when he saw Cao Zhihuan frowning, he smiled and let it go.

"Remember this face, if he comes over in the future, you will entertain him personally." Cao Chenglu's tone was flat, but there was no doubt about it.

Cao Zhihuan frowned, looking at Cao Chenglu puzzled.

"Yes." After a long time, Cao Zhihuan nodded in response.

"Go." Cao Chenglu waved his hand.

Cao Zhihuan got up and left the room.

After Cao Zhihuan left, Cao Chenglu lit a cigarette again.

"Huh..." The smoke was lingering, and Cao Chenglu's vision was obscured, and his eyes gradually became deeper.

"I hope this back road can save your life in the future."

(End of this chapter)