It was around six o'clock in the evening and the sky was dark.
After resting in the room for a while, Chu Heng got up from the bed and prepared to go to Owen's place for a banquet.
He first went to the bathroom to wash his face and shave his less obvious stubble. Then he went to find a pair of clean clothes and changed into them. He said to Han Yunwen, who was still lying on the bed, "I'm leaving."
"Well, drink less." Han Yunwen lay lazily on the bed and looked at him.
"knew."
Chu Heng nodded and walked out of the room without any intention of taking Han Yunwen with him.
And Han Yunwen tacitly did not bring up the idea of going together.
Both of them knew in their hearts that although their relationship was on the table, it was not a serious relationship after all, and there were times when things should be avoided.
Just like today, Han Yunwen is not suitable to appear.
A few moments.
Chu Heng took the elevator and came down from upstairs.
The front office department, which had received his notice in advance, had arranged for someone to greet him at the elevator entrance. As soon as he came out of the elevator, a charming little girl with a capable temperament came up to him and said respectfully: "Good evening. Mr. Chu, the vehicle has been prepared for you, and the gifts you ordered have been placed in the vehicle. Are you leaving now?"
"Let's go."
Chu Heng nodded slightly, then strode out of the lobby accompanied by the little girl, and quickly left in the hotel's Mercedes-Benz.
Not long after, the car arrived outside Irving's official residence, drove in through the open door, and parked in the small parking lot in the courtyard.
When the car stopped, a servant waiting in the parking lot quickly stepped forward, opened the door for Chu Heng, bowed with a smile and said, "Good evening, Mr. Chu."
"Good evening."
Chu Heng came out of the car with a smile, holding a bottle of Romanee-Conti dry red worth thousands of Hong Kong dollars in his hand.
At this time, there were several cars parked here. He looked sideways and found only one familiar car inside. The others were all unfamiliar. He immediately understood that these people at today's party were probably people he had never interacted with. of another circle.
"Please come with me, Mr. Chu."
Then the servant Owen brought from his hometown led Chu Heng towards the residence not far away.
When the two entered the house, Owen laughed and greeted them: "Aha, let me see who it is? Isn't this our famous Jia Chu!"
"You're making fun of me again, Mr. Owen." Chu Heng put on a bitter face and stepped forward to hand him the red wine in his hand.
"Oh! Thank you!" Owen took the red wine and glanced at it. He showed a look of liking on his face just right, and handed the red wine to the servant behind him. Then he walked up to Chu Heng and hugged Chu Heng enthusiastically. As he pulled him inside, he said with joy, "I'm really not joking with you, Chu. I've asked someone to buy your book with money. It's very good. I'll tell you My friends all around me love it.”
"Really? That's really an honor." Chu Heng said with a face of surprise.
"No, no, no, I should be honored to be a good friend of a family like you."
"Haha, come on, I'm not from any family, it's just a fluke."
"Chu, excessive humility is pride."
"Okay, okay, whatever you say is what it is."
While the two were talking, they came to the living room. At this moment, four or five guests were sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee and chatting. There were men and women, all in their forties and fifties, and they were all white-skinned foreigners. .
Well...for Chu Heng.
"Friends, let me introduce you." When he arrived at the venue, Owen looked proud and took Chu Heng to introduce: "This is my good friend, Jia Chu, we just met The book in question, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, is his masterpiece!”
"Wow!"
Everyone stood up quickly and glanced at him curiously.
Immediately afterwards, Owen introduced the others to Chu Heng one by one.
"This is Jonson, Deputy Director of the Department of Justice."
"This is Dill, a wonderful realist painter."
"This is Noble, a great director."
"This is Celica. Like you, she is also a family member."
Every time Owen introduced someone, Chu Heng stepped forward to shake hands with these people. The smile on his handsome face was friendly and warm, making people feel like spring breeze.
At the same time, he finally understood that today's gathering was probably a gathering of the cultural circle. Didn't he see that it was also a director's and a painter's?
After all the introductions were made, everyone took their seats again and turned the topic to Chu Heng.
There is no way, who makes him have so many surprises!
A Chinese person wrote a fantasy book with a British background, and it sold very well. The main reason is that he is not very young. This is really surprising.
Everyone curiously asked about Chu Heng’s creative process, and then discussed the content.
The purpose of the party was to socialize, and Chu Heng had no conflict of interest with them. He was from a wealthy family, so they were naturally willing to make friends.
Therefore, everyone has expressed high praise and support for Harry Potter, whether true or false.
After chatting like this for a while, the dinner was ready, so Owen invited everyone to move to the restaurant to chat while eating.
At the same time, the topic of their conversation also shifted from Chu Heng to other places. Everyone talked about literature and their own hobbies. During this period, except for Jonson, the deputy director of the Department of Justice, who had a dispute with the painter Dickson about the pros and cons of abstraction and realism. Apart from a quarrel, we still had a pleasant conversation.
Chu Heng also gained a lot from this party. Relying on his outstanding social skills, he got along well with everyone present and became superficial friends.
soon.
The time came to around nine o'clock unknowingly, and the dinner party finally ended.
"Goodbye everyone, I'm very happy today and looking forward to the next party."
In the small parking lot, Chu Heng said goodbye to everyone else, ignored the hints in the eyes of Celica, a female writer in her forties, turned around and got into the car with a few business cards in her arms, and left Irving's official residence. .
Under the beautiful night, the car sped along and soon returned to the hotel.
When Chu Heng walked into the room, he was immediately warmly greeted by Han Yunwen.
The two of them, who had been separated for more than two hours, kissed and hugged each other at the door for a while, then went to the bathroom to take a shower together, and then got into bed.
Chu Heng hugged Han Yunwen, whose skin was tanned, and asked her casually: "Where do you want to go tomorrow?"
"Why don't we call Cen Hao and the others to go out to sea and have fun? We didn't call them both today, so they are a little unhappy." Han Yunwen thought for a while and said.
"Hey, it's okay. Don't worry about those two guys. Let's have fun. I don't care if he is happy or not." Chu Heng curled his lips nonchalantly, then hugged Han Yunwen and chatted about some interesting places in Hong Kong Island and asked the other party Is there anything you want to go to?
After a while, the two of them, who were very tired today, fell asleep hugging each other.
