Madam is a dandy, Mr. Shen loves her so much

Chapter 35 This made Shen Jiyuan go crazy when he saw it
  The private club of the Imperial Palace.

This place is separated from the banquet hall and hotel, and the two buildings are obviously next to each other.

But the separate interiors are like two completely different worlds.

The club only operates in the evening, and officially opens after dark.

The building has seven floors in total, and each floor has a wide area, with everything from billiards rooms to private pools, casinos, bars, and KTVs.

This place is only open to a few people, so the cars parked in the underground parking lot, let alone luxury, even the license plate numbers look so impressive.

The top floor of the club is only the private domain of the owner of the Imperial Palace.

The manager here received the news before nightfall and started preparations with his people early.

His serious look did not diminish even as the boss's guests started arriving one after another.

Different from the lively atmosphere on the floors below, this place looks much more elegant.

There are three men sitting on each side of the ring-shaped brown handmade leather sofa in the middle.

The most eye-catching one is Shen Jiyuan, who wears gold-rimmed glasses and has an upright posture but a sense of laziness.

"Try it. The wine has just been sent from the northern winery. It's just opened. It's seven years old."

The man who came from the wine cabinet handed the red wine glass to Shen Jiyuan.

His casual gesture of taking over reflected the good relationship between the two.

"I don't think Song Heng should pay for the wine today. Ji Yuan has already married his wife and we haven't even met her yet."

The man on the left looked at Shen Jiyuan and joked. He had short dark blue hair and was handsome, but there was a hint of evil in his smile.

"That's true." Song Heng held the wine glass and sat down next to Shen Jiyuan, "If you don't tell me, Cong Zhi, I forgot that I have met your wife several times."

Song Heng raised his head and drank as he spoke. Different from the formal attire of the two of them, he was wearing a gray sports suit.

The whole person has a sense of upward movement of the sun, and the broken hair falling on the forehead is moist.

"I remember Cen Xuan, Mr. Cen's favorite granddaughter in the past. She would take her with her wherever she went. She had a good relationship with the second generation ancestor of your family." Gu Congzhi said while leaning on the sofa.

Song Heng reacted and looked at Shen Jiyuan, somewhat hesitant to speak.

"The whole Jianghuai is speculating about your marriage to Miss Zhan. It's good for you to settle this matter quietly."

Gu Congzhi gave a thumbs up and praised, "Don't mention it. In terms of cruelty, no one can compare with you. You will never suffer any future troubles once and for all."

"Thank you." Shen Jiyuan raised the red wine glass in his hand to indicate to him.

"In the past, there was no woman around you. I was worried that you didn't like women. But now it seems that you are too picky." Gu Congzhi continued to complain.

For a normal adult male, Shen Jiyuan has never had a girlfriend since arriving at Jianghuai.

This is obviously not normal.

Gu Congzhi was quite sure that Miss Cen Xuan, who was on the hot search list, was exquisite in appearance.

That kind of appearance is not inferior to that of a pervert like Shen Jiyuan.

Shen Jiyuan glanced at him, shaking the wine glass in his hand, with a smile on his lips, "I was really interested in you before."

Gu Congzhi shook his shoulders, "I can't stand a pervert like you."

Such a person can remain calm even when he is angry, and he is so sensible that he will not let anyone gain the upper hand in bed.

It is not easy to control.

Song Heng looked at Shen Jiyuan, as if he suddenly remembered something.

The assistant walked across the golf table, came to Song Heng's side and whispered a few words.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Jiyuan, "Your wife is here."

Shen Jiyuan's expression did not change, he just raised his head and took a sip of red wine.

"Who did you come with?" Gu Congzhi asked curiously.

This place is not a shameful place, but since it is an entertainment venue, there must be some dark areas that are inconvenient to show off after so many years of operation.

In addition, the people here are not ordinary people. People with money and leisure are even more careless when they are pursuing excitement. The bar down there is quite noisy.

Song Heng raised his hand to signal the assistant to step back, took Shen Jiyuan's wine glass and poured him wine.

"Follow Song Li."

Gu Congzhi reacted, "That boy of yours and Ji Yuan's wife are still childhood sweethearts."

They are all in the same circle, and most of the news is common.

Almost everything that happened in the morning could reach their ears at night, not to mention that Song Li was Song Heng's cousin.

"That guy has been on a business trip to Pancheng for more than half a month. The place he chose this time is so remote that the mobile phone may not be able to find a signal for ten days and a half. It is a miracle that he can stay until the project is completed."

When Song Heng said this, he looked at Shen Jiyuan, as if he meant something.

Instead, Gu Congzhi seemed to have discovered some new continent.

"No wonder Cen Xuan didn't see Song Li when something happened this time. With how protective he was, if something happened to Xiao Qingmei he had to rush to the front."

If it were other people, they might weigh the pros and cons of Cen Xuan's matter.

But Song Li doesn't. This kid has been loved by his elders since he was a child, so he grew up rebellious, domineering, and would do anything.

Gu Congzhi said and realized what an accident this was.

The Pancheng project is a collaboration between Song and Nimit Venture Capital.

"People are in the bar on the two basement floors."

As soon as Song Heng finished speaking, Shen Jiyuan put the empty wine glass on the table and stood up.

"I'm leaving."

Watching the man's leaving figure.

Gu Congzhi approached Song Heng and spoke.

"What's going on with Song Li? Didn't it mean that your old man wanted to train him and sent him to Pancheng by hand?"

Why now it seems that is obviously not the case.

Song Heng chuckled, feeling relieved.

If these things were connected in this way, it wouldn't be simple.

"Song Li, this guy has always had a lot of fun, so he went to the bar on the second floor. I remember that the Cowherd in your house is of very high quality."

Gu Congzhi smiled meaningfully.

This made Shen Jiyuan go down and get mad.

"If you don't go down and take a look, the Song Calendar will be destroyed in a moment."

Song Heng smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, Ji Yuan is sensible."

The consumption level of the Imperial Palace is second to none in the entire K country, not to mention Jianghuai.

Anyone who can work here, regardless of gender, is absolutely outstanding in appearance.

In a noisy and noisy environment, men and women wearing cool clothes on the stage twisted their limbs, and the last two actions also brought the indoor atmosphere to a climax.

This side of the ring box is a few steps away from the dance floor with flashing lights and smoke.

Compared with the male and female princesses and young masters accompanying them, Ji Zhuo and Cen Xuan's surroundings were much cleaner.

"Song Li, you really won't treat yourself badly."

Ji Yan rolled his eyes and stared at the man hugging him from left to right.

Song Li raised his head, enjoyed the drink fed by the woman next to him, and then broke away with a chuckle.

Cen Xuan sat next to Ji Yan, frowned after taking a sip of the whiskey in the glass.

It's not that she can't drink, she just doesn't like the spiciness of wine.

(End of this chapter)