Rebirth of the Celebrity Business Woman

Laikezhai is a small and famous hotel in Kyoto. Regardless of the old meaning on the name, it is actually a very modern and high-end hotel. As soon as you enter, there are immaculate tiles. The service staff asked how many people were. Whether there is an appointment, after getting a positive answer, I respectfully took a few people to the Furong Hall.

The Furong Hall is a small hall. The thirty or so people in Tang Jingyun's class have almost arrived. At this time, seeing Lin Ming and Tang Jingyun walk in behind Tang Jingyun, many people's eyes flashed with surprise.

Someone winked at Lin Ming, thinking that Squad Leader Lin was really good, and he was able to hook up with Tang Jingyun.

Don't look at Tang Jingyun's lack of reputation in class when she was freshman, but her stunning appearance with Rong Jiao at the beginning of school attracted many boys. Her face with a slight smile on her eyebrows made many men feel tickled.

It’s not that no one tries to get close to her, but Tang Jingyun always comes and goes in a hurry, and rarely finds an opportunity to show her courtesy. Even in school, there will always be Rongjiao around her. Rongjiao’s temperament is just like that of other boys last semester. I have learned, and I am generally unwilling to provoke me, so I have never been able to get close.

Seeing Lin Ming following Tang Jingyun at this time, some people even thought of Shang Mingzhu's last time looking for Tang Jingyun, and they looked at the two people more ambiguously.

How could Tang Jingyun fail to understand the faces of the people, and smile helplessly in her heart. She hadn't been involved in scandals in her previous life until she graduated, so how could she be so "lucky" in this life?

Tang Jingyun and Rong Jiao didn’t sit with Lin Ming, but chose the only girl’s table that was empty. They happened to sit at Tang Jingyun’s three roommates. The Shang Mingzhu’s came in and walked straight to Tang Jingyun’s table. , Sitting in Tang Jingyun's left hand position, making the other students sitting at the table look at each other.

The dishes were ordered long ago, and they were prepared before everyone arrived. As soon as the people arrived, the dishes began to come up like an assembly line.

The dishes in this hotel pay attention to color, fragrance, taste and shape, so even a cold dish is very beautiful. The carved flowers on the fruit look like handicrafts rather than food.

Although the students in the class are not from bad family backgrounds, some people in this class of banquet are the first time they have seen them, and they are a little bit shrunk for a while. Tang Jingyun and Rong Jiao have no worries. Tang Jingyun's previous life is ten times better than this. Noodles are often eaten, so naturally I don't have any thoughts, and Rong Jiao is the most favored youngest daughter of the Rong family. What kind of banquet hasn't been eaten? It is also very indifferent at the moment.

It’s just that the two of them moved their chopsticks, but they looked a little conspicuous. Yang Qian saw Tang Jingyun and Rong Jiao not pleasing to the eye, and immediately mocked, “How come you two have never seen the world like this? ."

Yang Qian is quite good-looking, with an oval face and bangs combed. She looks a bit of a taste. Although she shares the same dormitory with Tang Jingyun, she has not been pleasing to her eyes for a long time.

Tang Jingyun did not speak, but Rong Jiao spoke. She smiled at Yan Yan, her lips curled up on Ming Yan's face, "Why, didn't this dish come up for food, or did it fail to show? If you really like it, just pack it back. Look at the family, it’s best to find an incense case to confess, and stick incense every day!"

Although Yang Qian is good-looking, compared with Mingyan's Rong Jiao, it is true that when the stars see Haoyue, whether it is appearance, temperament or dress, they are more than a bit different. Right now, they just bit her lip bitterly. Keep talking. She couldn't understand why an eldest lady like Rong Jiao did not like someone like Tang Jingyun, her temperament was so boring!

Rong Jiao ignored those, and gave Tang Jingyun a chopsticks sirloin, "Tang Xiaoyun, come and taste this, it tastes much better than the ones around the school."

Tang Jingyun tasted it and nodded, "It tastes really good."

"Let me just say, big hotels have the benefits of big hotels, you stingy guy, every time you only take me to the small restaurant next to the school, or the food stall, you are really stingy!" Rong Jiao complained, but The eyebrows were still smiling, obviously she was just joking.

Shang Mingzhu looked at the way the two get along, feeling a little envious in her heart. She doesn't know why since she was scolded by Tang Jingyun that day, not only was she not annoyed, but she had a bit of appreciation, and then inadvertently cast her gaze on Tang Jingyun quietly discovered that she had an unspeakable scent of chic.

Tang Jingyun glanced at Shang Mingzhu, and suddenly stretched out her hand to pinch a piece of sauced meat to her. Shang Mingzhu glanced at the sauced meat on her plate, with a look of disgust, "My lady is going to lose weight. You actually give me such a greasy thing to eat?"

"I love to eat or not." Tang Jingyun replied lightly, and then talked about a few interesting things with Rong Jiao next to him. Shang Mingzhu was so angry that she couldn't persuade her to persuade her, even though she was disgusting. But the chopsticks still poke the chopsticks on the sauce and ate it in small bites.

The people on the table looked at the weird atmosphere of Tang Jingyun and Monk Mingzhu, and couldn't figure out what was going on.

The other three Tang Jingyun's roommates, Yang Qian and Wu Xiaofei, looked not very good, but Gu Shan remained silent, and there was no difference in her plain face.

A meal ended in such a strange atmosphere. When they left, were there anyone who had enjoyed themselves and proposed to change places to continue playing, some people chose to go back to school, and those who stayed changed places and stayed at the visitors Go to a bar near Zhai.

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The bar was very noisy, the colorful lights hit the stage, and the audience was dazzled. Tang Jingyun and Rong Jiao chose a remote table to sit down and ordered two glasses of tequila naturally. While the other men sat in a group, the girls also sat in a group, each lighting up something to eat.

After rebirth, Tang Jingyun found that she was very natural in accepting a place like a bar where dragons and snakes were mixed. She seemed not uncomfortable at all. She was used to sitting aloft in a clean and tidy office in her previous life, but she was indeed mixed in such a crowded place. The experience melted into the bones since childhood.

"Hey, I didn't come to such a place anymore." Tang Jingyun leaned back on the chair behind her and sighed. She raised Erlang's legs casually, and her movements looked very chic, and her fingers tapped to the rhythm of the playing rock music. At the table.

"Tang Xiaoyun, what you do now is old-fashioned. You are my best friend if you know it, and you think it is my elder if you don't know it!" Rongjiao smiled.

"No way, I'm young before I get old, do you think I want to?" Tang Jingyun smiled, there was an overwhelming melancholy between her eyebrows, the moment she stepped into this place, she returned to this place, aroused With a lot of unspeakable feelings, she was pressing a lot of things in her heart, but she didn't want to tell it or it was easy to tell. When it came to the great secret of her rebirth, she could only bury it in her heart.

"Tang Xiaoyun, remember, I am your best friend, and I Rong Jiao will always support you!" Rong Jiao doesn't know what happened to her best friend, but she is not stupid. If you want to talk, she won't mention it.

"Well, I know." Tang Jingyun smiled, and then through the window, she looked at the bustling night outside, the bustling traffic, the prosperity is like the gift of time.

I remembered that after becoming the head of the Tang family, facing the exhaustion over time, standing at the highest point of the city, I once looked down at the overnight scene like this. The prosperity is like a fire, but it can't warm her heart.

Her heart is hard and round under the sculpting of the years, like a round jade bead, with no edges or corners visible. But at the end of the day, the material of jade beads is brittle.

"Go, don't sit here anymore, let's go to dance on the dance floor." Rong Jiao couldn't see the look in Tang Jingyun's eyes, it would remind her of her dead grandmother, that woman lost her father in her early years and lost her middle-aged husband. Pulling his father to grow up, but also supporting the lintel of the Rong family, the old man had such a weather-beaten and factual look in his eyes.

She was only a few years old when her grandmother passed away, but she was so early, she always remembered that look, like sad and helpless, but what was left in the end was indeed a light smile under the years of the past, and the deep deep on her face. Forehead lines.

Tang Jingyun reduced her expression, smiled and nodded, got up and walked off the dance floor with Rong Jiao. Her freedom is a gangster. Naturally, such nightclubs often come, dancing on the dance floor is also common, and Rong Jiao is healthy. In the Hong Kong capital, the culture there is much more open than in Kyoto, and bars are also frequent, so dancing is not a problem.

The two beautiful women stepped off the dance floor, making many dancing men's hearts hot, but when Tang Jingyun raised her eyebrows and scanned these people, they had no more thoughts in their hearts, because those phoenix eyes were too sharp and their expressions were indifferent. , The action is sophisticated, at first glance, it is often mixed in such a place.

Tang Jingyun and Rong Jiao stretched their bodies on the dance floor. Tang Jingyun’s dancing posture was very emotional when she danced. Every movement was extremely powerful, showing a kind of life tension.

But on her face, there was a cold expression, a pair of phoenix eyes raised coldly, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with a fatal abstinence in her maturity and stability. It is hard to imagine that she would dance such an emotional dance.

In the box on the second floor, in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, a man in his thirties, a black slim shirt, straight trousers, outlines a powerful figure, watching Tang Jingyun dancing on the dance floor, the dim light hits There was a flash on her face, and surprise flashed in her eyes when she saw her cold expression.

At this moment, a "bang" suddenly came, mixed with women's screams and men's roars.

Tang Jingyun was clever, distinguished that the voice was mixed with familiar voices, which seemed to be the voice of her roommate Wu Xiaofei, she couldn't help frowning, pulling Rong Jiao off the dance floor and heading towards the place where the thing happened.