Although the hotel also has a TV, there is no atmosphere for watching football together. Looking at the less than 10,000 Hong Kong dollars in cash in his bag, Ye Lengsong thought it was enough for him to spend in the bar.
At about six o'clock in the evening, he chose a bar with a good environment and atmosphere, ordered a few beers and a fruit plate, and chose a table close to the TV. Ye Lengsong waited for the start of his first big gamble in his life.
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"Vivian, now that you are back in Hong Kong, you should be happy. I have long advised you to break up with Ni Zhen, that loser, but you never listened. Look, he is now involved with some model. The model hasn't even settled down yet, and he is now involved with a writer named Yao. He even wrote a preface for her new book, saying something like 'reaching a rather intense climax in conversation.' I blushed when I heard it. He didn't reach climax before he even entered the hole, loser!"
A woman in her thirties dressed a little too fashionably advised the girl named Vivian.
"Randy, stop talking. It's really annoying."
Vivian wore a pair of oversized sunglasses to cover her face. Although her eyes could not be seen, it was hard to tell how old she was from her face alone. She looked like she was in her early thirties or early twenties. She looked absolutely beautiful, like a girl. Even compared to Li Jiaxin and Guan Zhilin, who were praised by the Hong Kong media, she was three points better.
"Tell me the truth, how long have you not had sex?" The woman named Randy spoke without any worries.
"Oh, Randy, why do you keep asking these boring questions?" Although Vivian didn't smile, her coquettish expression would make any man fall in love with her.
"What do you mean by boring topics? Women are like wolves at 30, tigers at 40, and even women at 50... Hehe, anyway, it's normal for men and women to love each other; there's nothing to say. Don't think I don't know that Ni Zhen, that street slut, hasn't been home for half a year."
Randy was full of charm, holding Vivian's arm and accompanying her to visit the major luxury stores in Tsim Sha Tsui. The two walked very carefully in the crowd, and Vivian even covered her face with a silk scarf, afraid that people would recognize her.
"Randy, if you keep talking, I'll be really angry."
Vivian was a little impatient with Randy's nagging. She only had this one good friend, and in order to accompany her back to Hong Kong to relax, she directly fired her boss. She really couldn't do anything about her.
"Okay, okay, if you don't want to talk, then don't talk. Let's go and have a drink. I'm familiar with Tsim Sha Tsui. I was known as the queen of Tsim Sha Tsui bars." Randy pulled Vivian into a bar with not-too-bright lights. There were not too many people in the bar. The large rear-projection TV in the middle of the hall was showing the opening ceremony of the World Cup. "Two classic Margaritas with the right amount of ice." Randy was familiar with the place. He ordered two cocktails at the bar and took Vivian to a table in the corner to sit down. They chatted casually while drinking. "The atmosphere in this bar is so strange today." Randy took the wine and asked for a glass. He looked around the crowd. There were not many girls. There were more men sitting together in groups of three or five. They didn't pay attention to the situation in the venue but stared at the TV. "What's so strange? It's the World Cup, a man's festival." Vivian knew that the World Cup was opening today. She rarely came to such a noisy place. First, the conditions did not allow it before, and second, she didn't like it very much. I just felt that this cocktail called Margarita was delicious, and I drank half a cup without realizing it.
"Drink slowly; this alcohol is still very strong. You can't get drunk like this because we still have to play in the evening." Randy ordered two more cups.
"Do you want to find a handsome guy? Now that you are out, relax." Randy asked jokingly.
"I will take it if you can find one." Vivian obviously can't drink. After drinking a glass of Margarita, her face became a little ruddy, and her speech was a little lisp.
At this time, two men came to chat, but Randy refused them. After smiling and rejecting them, he whispered to Vivian, "You haven't had sex for half a year. Do you really miss men?"
"Don't pretend to be a big sister. Don't you also have no men? It's been two years since we broke up, and you don't find a formal boyfriend." Vivian's counterattack was quite sharp.
"Sister, I don't like those foreigners. If I want to find someone, I'll find a handsome guy of Chinese descent. Besides, I can use my hands when I'm in a hurry. You don't even dare to use your hands. How can you solve your hunger and thirst?"
Vivian and Randy chatted in a low voice. The bar was also very noisy, and no one could hear their chat. Randy's words were very unrestrained.
It was so unrestrained that Vivian felt her face blush.
The chord's cell phone rang, but Vivian, who had a slightly blurred look in her eyes, didn't pay attention. Randy spoke first: "Your phone is ringing. If you want to answer it, answer it. If you don't want to answer it, hang up. It's annoying if it keeps ringing."
Vivian took her cell phone out of her bag and looked at the caller ID. It was Ni Zhen's. She was very familiar with this number.
After hesitating for a while, she hung up.
"Pustreet boy?" Randy guessed it from Vivian's expression.
"Randy, don't always flirt with people. A flirt is called Ah Zhen. After all, he is still my boyfriend now. He..."
Before she finished speaking, the phone rang again.
Vivian hung up the phone again, this time more firmly than last time.
But the other party was still persistent and called again.
Randy took Vivian's phone and answered it, "Ni, are you done yet? Vivian is in a bad mood. Can you let her relax for two days? You are a model and a writer, and you still have time to call Vivian. You are a talented person."
Randy spoke in Cantonese, like a machine gun, and finished his words without giving Ni Zhen a chance to speak.
Finally, it was quiet, and Randy was relieved. He picked up the wine glass, clinked it with Vivian, and generously drank a big sip.
Five minutes later, a text message alert sounded.
The phone was on the table, a purple Nokia 8210 straight phone, the buttons were a bit old, but the whole phone was very new.
Vivian, who was drinking and chatting with Randy, couldn't help but click on the message to read the content.
"Vivian, there's nothing wrong with me and the female writer. We just drank and chatted. Don't listen to what others say. The model seduced me herself. I was playing around. I promise that in the future..."
Seeing this, Vivian closed the message. She had heard Ni Zhen's promises many times, and none of them were true. After hearing them, she was numb.
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