Vol 5 Chapter 76: Night blurred
"What a coincidence!" the two said almost simultaneously.
is not that right?
Although they hired two Chicago law firms when acquiring Coinstar, in addition to those high-level executives, those who deal more with Feng Yiping are the two Chinese, Emilia and Nelson Chen.
When Chicago is so big, Feng Yiping said to relax, but he just met Emilia.
"jobs?"
Feng Yiping nodded, "Relax?"
Emilia nodded and flicked her long hair back, revealing a smooth neck.
In fact, it's more than that. She is completely westernized. Before coming to such a place, she naturally changed her clothes and painted her makeup. She was in a bright blue evening dress with sequins.
The red lips are glamorous, the necklace is dazzling, the pendant is just above the gully, and he bends over towards Feng Yiping. After sweeping it, it is not ready to appear, but almost clearly visible-this kind of clothes, this kind of clothes Occasionally, bra is not worn.
Unlike her state at work, she now has a flying attitude and full of flattery. She sips a pink cocktail and gently licks her upper lip with the tip of her tongue intentionally or unintentionally. That firepower!
Feng Yiping had to avoid his sharp edge and focus on Martini, who felt a little softer for no reason, "I often come to these places after get off work?"
If in a situation like this in China, most of the girls asked would say, "Where are they? Really not, they rarely come, they usually stay at home," or "I was forced by my colleagues,"
Emilia didn't hesitate at all, and said without concealment, "Yes, but usually in the bar on the other side of Lincoln Park, today a friend came here on a whim."
She comes out at night, mostly with friends, and it is very unlikely that she will be with colleagues.
There is no slander, but a girl with outstanding appearance and good ability can hardly get along with other female colleagues around her.
She looked back and said, "She is there." In the corner over there, a girl in a red dress was chatting well with a man with faint tattoos on his chest. She looked more to the eye, as if no accident. Tonight, the two may have just met for the first time, and it is very likely that they will return to one of them's home together.
"Want to introduce? She works at Hills,"
Feng Yiping shook his head, "Where's Nelson, didn't you come with you?" He remembers very clearly that he was messing with mandarin ducks on the way to dinner in Silicon Valley last time.
Emilia gave Feng Yiping a fierce look, then snorted in dissatisfaction, "Never contacted,"
Well, with the American ethos and the conditions under which they both work in well-known law firms in the United States, there is no shortage of bed-warming partners. If you don’t like each other, after working together last time, you will die of old age. Contact, that's normal.
"Is the lawyer's work exciting?" Feng Yiping, who was a little guilty, had nothing to say.
I feel guilty because, after all, in any case, the last time he introduced Emilia’s "disaster" to his buddy Nelson Chen from the Northeast.
"Excitement? You watch a lot of TV dramas about lawyers, right? That's litigation lawyers. We are corporate lawyers. Where does the excitement come from? It's just nervousness. When you go to work every day, you are designing various plans. "
"In this way, your future development direction is broader than that of litigation lawyers," Feng Yiping continued to have nothing to say. In a bar like this, he hasn't come to much in both his life, and he doesn't know what to say.
It turns out that when a person is on a business trip, it’s not that he didn’t have some thoughts and wanted to go to the bar to meet, but you know, there are too many kinds of abuse in domestic bars, there is no experience, and I want to go hunting. The result is often Become the prey of others.
"If there is no other opportunity," Emilia glanced at Feng Yiping, "I should be developing in this industry, and I hope to become a partner in the future."
A bar is a bar, and the environment is always a little noisy. The two of them are talking now, somewhat close to whispering.
He could clearly feel the warm breath of the other party, the dark fragrance. When turning his head, Emilia's hair would often be gently brushed across Feng Yiping's face, making him feel a little itchy.
It seems that the itching is not just on the face.
In a foreign country, an ambiguous occasion, when I meet an ambiguous beauty, some emotions are naturally growing in my heart.
He drank a big sip of the wine, trying to let the bitterness in the wine suppress those random growth emotions, but the effect was just the opposite. Not only did it not suppress, but it grew faster, and the slightly nasty feeling seemed to be changing. Into substance.
His first reaction was naturally that Liang Yuan was good, but it was not a place to stay for a long time. When he looked back, Buchanan and Merbach gathered at the same table. Naturally, there were two girls around him, although he liked it. Going well, but they are still keeping a distance from each other. It seems that they are also on the defensive.
Feeling Feng Yiping's gaze, Buchanan raised his glass to Feng Yiping and gestured with a smile.
Emilia followed Feng Yiping's gaze and saw Buchanan and Merbach. Those two didn't know her. She knew those two, "It seems you have a big move in Chicago?"
"Well, there should be news in a few days,"
Before Feng Yiping could say the next sentence, Emilia spoke first, "Go for a walk?"
Walk around?
"With you here, the two of them can't let go," Emilia said.
For this, Feng Yiping still believes in the ethics of people like Merbach and Buchanan who are successful in business, rich in wealth, and harmonious in family.
Buchanan, who has been in the political circle for a long time, should act steadily and know how to exercise restraint.
Merbach, who has been a billionaire for many years, is not ostentatious, and should not be easy to mess around.
But looking back, men’s ethics in some aspects, especially the ethics of successful men, especially the ethics of successful men in the United States, may be a little better than French men who have no ethics at all. It is possible that there are, but also. Approximately nothing!
"Well, let's go," Feng Yiping agreed, anyway.
He said hello to the two. Now, even Merbach gave you a great look. Sure enough, man!
The night in the central area of Chicago is quite lively. There are several bars nearby. Through the glass, you can see the shadowy red men and green women inside. People outside will feel agitated and yearning.
"Where?" Feng Yiping asked.
"Where do you want to go?" Emilia asked with a smile, but led him directly towards the front, obviously already having an idea.
Where to go this time? Feng Yiping really doesn't have a very suitable place. In short, it is obviously not appropriate to wear a dress like Emilia and take her out on the street during this time.
"What flavor do you want?"
Emilia's end point is an ice cream shop. In the glass counter, there are bright colors and a dazzling variety of ice creams.
It seems that foreigners and some girls really like this stuff. Feng Yiping is still not too keen on this stuff. He took a look, "Espresso coffee,"
"Then I want vanilla,"
"Wait a minute," Feng Yiping walked to the door, "Owen, which one do you want?"
"Thank you boss, chocolate," he actually got out of the car.
Foreigners love to eat sweets, and they really live up to their reputation.
"Oh, there is a car following, just so we don't have to take a taxi,"
"Go to the John Hancock Center," Emilia said to Owen, licking the ice cream.
In this scene, Feng Yiping consciously averted his gaze and focused his attention on his coffee ice cream. He was a little dizzy and had to eat something refreshing. At the same time, he complained about the price of this thing, an average of $5. Domestically, I can buy a box, OK?
"Where is that place?" Feng Yiping asked, the name sounds a bit like a museum, but this time to go to the museum? Business center?
"Hehe, you don't know everything," Emilia laughed. "It is one of the tallest buildings in Chicago. It has office buildings, apartments, and supporting restaurants, clubs, and the highest indoor swimming pool in the United States. The skating rink, to put it simply, is a 100-story vertical city within a city."
"Oh," there is no supporting hotel inside.
"We go to the bar on the 96th floor, which has a good view and is relatively quiet,"
"Emilia, I don't know how to drink, I'm a little dizzy now,"
"From now on, don't say this in front of people you don't know," she said while looking at Feng Yiping.
What does this mean? Moreover, how did Feng Yiping feel that she seemed a little excited after hearing this?
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The high-rise buildings in the city are really nothing new. No matter what the exterior is, the interior is the same. This is a wedge-shaped building that is more than 300 meters high and has a TV transmission tower on top. It looks a bit like a ladder. Perhaps the most distinctive feature is its Name, John Hancock.
This is an American revolutionary and politician, because he was the first to sign the Declaration of Independence, so in English, "John Hancock" became synonymous with an autograph.
Just as Buchanan is familiar with GreenMill, Emilia seems to be familiar with it, "This is the fourth tallest building in the United States now, and the tallest building in Chicago, which is closest to Lake Michigan, so it has the best view."
"Did you know that there were originally planned to build two buildings here, a 45-storey apartment building and a 70-storey office building, but then, the remaining space is too small and affects privacy and lighting. Finally, The designer combined two buildings into one building,"
Emilia leaned in the elevator car lazily and seductively, introducing Feng Yiping like a tour guide.
In the huge car, there were only two of them, and the two of them seemed to be bothered to talk. There was an unknown element in the air that was rapidly fermenting. Unconsciously, Feng Yiping remembered some Japanese ones he had seen before. About the movie in the elevator, um, can't think about it.
So I still don’t look at her, looking at the ever-increasing number of floors, "soon,"
"Yes, soon, this will be here,"
It was really fast. It took less than a minute to reach the 96th floor.
When exiting the elevator, Emilia naturally took Feng Yiping's hand, "I usually come here,"
She seems to be a frequent visitor here, and the handsome guys and hostesses who make cocktails behind the bar greeted her with a smile.
"Two Cups of Bloody Mary," Emilia said, leading Feng Yiping to a small table by the window.
After hearing this name, Feng Yiping did not object. It seemed that she felt too good to think too much, and she didn't mean to get herself drunk.
Bloody Mary, although it sounds terrible, it's actually just a bit more nerve-stimulating, not a strong drink.
Because it contains bright red tomato juice, it has such a cruel name.
"Really good," Feng Yiping sighed while sitting on the soft seat.
There is a wide view here. On one side, there is the quiet Lake Michigan in the night, and on the other side, the lights, street lights and car lights in the city's high-rise buildings are connected into a light net, spreading to the distance.
"Do you know where the best viewing angle is on this floor?" Emilia pressed her entire upper body on the small table, blinking and asked.
"Where is it?" Feng Yiping would really feel a bit heartache for the deformed parts. These are violent things. They are really worthy of care and gentle treatment.
Emilia's hook to Feng Yiping ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ should be resisting, but Feng Yiping leaned over involuntarily. Of course, his gaze was absolutely focused on Emilia's face.
"Ladies restroom," Emilia spit out a word jokingly, "Would you like to check it out?"
Looking at the provocatively looking at herself, the beauty within reach, Feng Yiping's Adam's apple squirmed, and he could not help thinking about that beautiful scene, "I don't want to be considered a pervert,"
"Just know you don't have the guts,"
"It doesn't seem to be a good thing to have that courage," Feng Yiping said, looking at the night view outside the window as much as possible.
"Hey," Emilia kicked him lightly under the table, "Would you like to sit in my house?"
"I will have talks tomorrow and need to rest early, but it's okay, I'll let Owen take you home,"
To be honest, Feng Yiping really envied the American lifestyle and ideas from the bottom of his heart. He took a fancy to the bar, and went home to spend the night. After daybreak, he went to each other.
"Cut, I really think of myself as a Tang monk," Emilia shook her head with a straw in her mouth. Suddenly, the waves were rough, and Feng Yiping felt her throat dry again.
"Oh, you have read our four great masterpieces, yes, yes, Nu Yue, do you believe in Buddhism?"
"What is Tan Yue?" Emilia looked puzzled. "Actually, I definitely drop by to my house. She smiled and pointed down, "It's on the 75th floor,"
"Are you going?" She rubbed her hand on the mouth of the wine glass, but changed her previous bold and unrestrained style, lowered her head and asked.
Feng Yiping was shocked and miscalculated. When he agreed to come here, he fell in with her. Yes, there is no hotel in this building, but her home is here!
Seeing that Feng Yiping hadn't answered, she raised her head again, her eyes hot, capable of turning her hundred-strength steel into a soft finger. (To be continued.)
