Genius Club.

Chapter 136 Hypocrisy
Zhao Yingjun was amused.

She looked at Ji Lin:

"President Chu Shanhe specially invited you to the banquet... You don't even know his daughter, do you?"

"I'm sorry, I've been abroad and I really don't know the situation in the East China Sea."

He looked up at Zhao Yingjun:
"So... you are his girlfriend?"

Zhao Yingjun chuckled and crossed his arms:

"Mr. Ji Lin, it's really rude of you to keep asking about other people's privacy. Is this a common problem in writing mystery novels?"

"Indeed, many people say so. But I think... maybe I am just a gossiper."

"That's a pity. Your gossiping heart has been dashed." Zhao Yingjun sat back in the chair.

She picked up the red wine glass and took a sip. She looked at Lin Xian and Chu Anqing, who were talking and laughing on the dance floor, and shook her head:

"I'm just his boss."

……

The second floor.

The orchestra conductor's right hand trembled quickly, and with the intense drum beats and rapid violin strings, "Waltz of Spring" reached its climax at the end!

immediately!

It ends abruptly with a crisp note, completing the ending!
The men and women in the dance floor also stopped and looked at Chu Anqing, whose skirt fluttered in the middle, and gave her warm and sincere applause.

Excluding the flattery factor, Chu Anqing's dance is indeed worthy of the applause.

But this made Lin Xian feel inexplicably embarrassed.

After smiling and waving back to everyone around them, Chu Anqing and the other walked towards Zhao Yingjun's dining table.

"Senior Lin Xian, you dance really well!"

Chu Anqing admired sincerely, with a bright look in her eyes:
"Senior, you are really an all-rounder! Not only are you very talented in design, you are also a very good host, you are also very insightful and knowledgeable in art, and you are also very good at painting! I didn't expect you to be such a good dancer too!"

"Forget about dancing." Lin Xian shook his head and smiled:
"I won't teach you how to dance."

"No way, you're too modest, senior!" Chu Anqing took a small step to Lin Xian, walked backwards with her hands behind her back, and looked at Lin Xian with a grin:

"After you gave a lecture at our college that day... many senior students were discussing you! They said that you were very popular in school before, and many girls liked you very much. Why didn't you find a girlfriend? What were you busy with at that time?"

This question really stumped Lin Xian.

What on earth are universities themselves busy with?
It feels like four years have passed in a flash.

"Be busy dreaming." Lin Xian said with a smile:
“Actually, many things in dreams are quite interesting.”

“Is there a golden house in the dream?”

"Yes." Li Chengjia.

"Is there Yan Ruyu?"

"Yes." CC could barely be considered good, but Li Ningning was definitely very good.

"Eh... I really envy you, senior. You only have beautiful dreams." Chu Anqing smacked her lips:
"I can't do that. I'm afraid of dreaming because I always have nightmares."

"What kind of nightmares are they?"

"All kinds of things, but I don't really remember them when I wake up. But sometimes I get really scared. I wish I could have sweet dreams like you."

While chatting and laughing, the two came to Zhao Yingjun.

Lin Xian discovered that there was a strange yet familiar person standing behind Zhao Yingjun.

"Mr. Zhao, this..."

"Let me introduce you to Lin Xian." Zhao Yingjun put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at the two of them:

"This is the genius mystery novelist you mentioned before, Mr. Ji Lin. You should have met at Professor Xu Yun's memorial service, but you may have just passed by and didn't notice him."

"Ji Lin, this is the founder of Rhine Cat that I just mentioned to you. He is the youngest team leader of our MX company, Lin Xian. All the ideas and designs of Rhine Cat come from him."

"Hello."

Ji Lin stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Lin Xian.

"Nice to meet you."

Lin Xian also stretched out his right hand and held the white and slender hand that looked like a woman's.

Very smooth and tender.

It doesn't look like a boy's hand.

But I think this best-selling author who became famous at a young age should be a man who never does housework. Not doing housework is the best way to take care of your skin.

"Mr. Lin, I really like this Rhine Cat you designed." Ji Lin picked up his keychain again. The Rhine Cat doll with a bun and a cheongsam on it was swaying in the air:
"Can you please sign an autograph for me?"

"Of course." Lin Xian smiled politely:
"You can just call me Lin Xian. We are about the same age. There's no need to be so distant."

Lin Xian took the pen and key chain handed to him by Ji Lin.

Chu Anqing looked at this Rhine cat doll and laughed:

"Great minds think alike! My favorite is also the one with the bun and cheongsam! But... you can only get the second signature of Senior Lin Xian. The first one is with me, but it says NO.1!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Ji Lin looked at Lin Xian.

Lin Xian nodded, pressed the cloth label on the doll onto the table, and signed on it:

"Honestly... I thought there wouldn't be a second signature. I'm really flattered by you guys."

"Can you write a No. 2 for me too?"

"You two can really get along well together." Lin Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

These two people still have a childlike innocence.

Not only do they like buns, cheongsams, and Rhine cats, but they also have to write numbers on their signatures... What kind of hobby is this?

After signing his name on the cloth label, Lin Xian wrote NO.2 in the corner according to Ji Lin's request.

Then he returned the pen and key chain to Ji Lin:
"I've read your book Broken Bridge, which is a great mystery novel. If we have a chance to meet again in the future, I'll get the book and ask you to sign it."

"We will have a chance to meet." Ji Lin took the keychain: "I plan to stay in Donghai for a while."

"By the way... Lin Xian, have you ever considered designing a Gothic-style Rhine cat? This contrasting style should be very good."

Gothic style?

Lin Xian recalled that he had never seen such a strange Rhine cat in the toy store in his dream.

After all, this is a children's toy, how can I say Gothic style...

Doesn't seem very childish.

At least not for this cat.

"Sorry, not yet." Lin Xian replied:
"The Gothic style is still a little too gloomy. Our original intention in designing this cat was to serve as a mascot for the Rhine brand, so it should be sunny and cute."

"Really? That's a pity."

At this time.

Several middle-aged men who looked like CEOs came running over in a panic:
"Mr. Ji, so you are here. We have been looking for you there for a long time."

"Why don't we go inside and talk?"

"Mr. Ji, this is my business card... Please keep it first."

Ji Lin took the key chain and pen from Lin Xian, put them in his pocket, and waved to the three people:
"I'll go over there first then. See you later."

"Bye." "Goodbye." "Let's go."

……

Ji Lin followed those uncles and walked away. Lin Xian looked at Zhao Yingjun:
"Who are those?"

"They are the CEOs of some publishing houses and media companies. They probably want to ask Ji Lin for something."

"Oh oh." Lin Xian nodded, as expected.

"Then I'll go over there first, Senior Lin Xian, thank you for dancing with me."

Chu Anqing waved goodbye to the two of them:
"Sisters, have fun!"

After saying this, she disappeared among the crowd like a wisp of smoke.

Zhao Yingjun took a sip of red wine, put down the glass, and tapped the corners of his mouth with his handkerchief:

"I think... I know why you received Chu Shanhe's invitation."

"Why?" Lin Xian asked.

"Is it hard to guess?" Zhao Yingjun looked at Lin Xian with a smile.

Lin Xian didn't say anything...

He looked down at the knife and fork in front of him.

Yes.

Is it hard to guess?
In fact, everyone knows the truth about many things, but they just like to ask questions even though they already know the answer.

The adult world is very hypocritical.

Most of them pretend to be ignorant even though they know the truth.

Does Zhao Yingjun really believe that the sketch is not of Chu Anqing?
Does Chu Anqing really believe that the painting is not of her?
Lin Xian is not a fool.

They are not fools.

It's all just a joke.

The only person in this world who truly believes in what he says is probably Big-Faced Cat.

There is no time to dream today.

Lin Xian still misses Big-Faced Cat a little bit.

If one day everyone can live on the same timeline, he would still be willing to be friends with Big-Faced Cat.

……

soon.

The dinner is over.

Amidst the laughter and congratulations to each other, the crowd gradually left the venue.

"Did you come here by taxi?" Zhao Yingjun looked at Lin Xian.

Lin Xian nodded.

"I'm drunk, please take me home."

As he spoke, Zhao Yingjun threw over a pair of red and black car keys.

Lin Xian took it and looked at it, he thought the shape was so classic.

Ferrari's car keys have always been so old-fashioned, and their workmanship and appearance look even worse than those of Emma electric cars.

Very surprised.

Lin Xian felt that Zhao Yingjun would not drive such a flashy car to a business occasion like today.

And what’s even more surprising is…she still didn’t let the driver pick her up today.

When we arrived at the parking lot, most of the cars nearby had already left, and a red hardtop Ferrari was lying low in the parking space.

This car...

Lin Xian walked closer and nodded sincerely:
“This is a nice car.”

I thought the last Bentley Continental W12 version was amazing enough, but compared with the Ferrari LaFerrari in front of me, it is still far inferior.

This is a top-of-the-line sports car limited to 499 units worldwide. Although it is priced at 2000 million, due to various reasons, the actual price will not be less than 3000 million, or even higher.

Its V12 engine is more powerful than the W12 engine of the Continental GT, with a peak horsepower of over 900 horsepower. It is even faster, accelerating from 3 to km/h in just seconds.

"You are such a good driver, shouldn't you deserve a better car?"

Zhao Yingjun smiled slightly, walked around the front of the car, and the LaFerrari scissor doors slowly rose up. Zhao Yingjun sat in:
"Take me for a walk and show me your driving skills."

Lin Xian walked around the car carefully and confirmed that there were no people hiding anywhere before he got into the driver's seat... Once bitten, one becomes afraid of ropes for ten years.

"where are we going?"

"Anywhere is fine." Zhao Yingjun's face turned red, as if it was the result of the alcohol.

"I drank a little too much today, let's find a place to get some fresh air."

?

Lin Xian was a little confused.

Today's Zhao Yingjun...seems a little weird.

I always felt that she was worried tonight. Even when chatting with me, she sometimes seemed to be hesitant to speak.

I had planned to send her home and go back to sleep early...

Why are you still thinking about going out for a blow dryer?

boom! ! ! ! ! !

The roar brought by the naturally aspirated engine is more unique than that of the turbo. This is Ferrari's consistent tradition. Their designers have always believed that turbocharging is a heresy and have always held high the banner of naturally aspirated engines.

But it has to be said that the naturally aspirated engine far outdoes the turbocharged engine in terms of sound.

The red taillights slid across the road, casting one shadow after another... The roaring LaFerrari shuttled through the night, facing the wind, reflecting the moonlight, and disappearing into the bend on the outskirts of Donghai City.

……

"Is your hometown Hangzhou?"

On the bank of the Huangpu River, where Gao Yang took Lin Xian to have a lakeside barbecue last time.

The LaFerrari with scissor doors was parked at an angle on the side. Lin Xian and Zhao Yingjun, who was wearing a coat, leaned on the fence and looked at the river flowing eastward.

"Yes." Lin Xian nodded.

"When do you plan to go back home?"

"Just for these two days, buy some things and then go back."

"That's right. Donghai and Hangzhou are so close, there's no need to plan the trip in advance."

Zhao Yingjun pulled up his coat and looked up at the moon covered by dark clouds.

The weather is not good today. The dark clouds are very low and there seems to be a sign of rain.

There was silence for a long time.

Zhao Yingjun lowered his head and turned around:

"There is something I have been thinking about these past few days. How should I bring it up with you? Considering your current situation...it's actually a little hard to bring up."

"What is it?"

"About your job change."

A flash of lightning flashed in the dark clouds in the distance, and a few seconds later, a loud thunder came fiercely.

Dark clouds rolled up in the sky, covering the remaining moonlight. The entire East China Sea went dark, and the lights on the other side of the river could not illuminate the dim riverside.

"Lin Xian."

Zhao Yingjun raised his head.

In the dark eyes, there is a starless night sky:

"Would you like to be...my secretary?"

(End of this chapter)