Fu Jingran looked faint in his eyes and said, "you know I never accept guests' things."

Fu Jingran is not the only resident singer in the charm bar, but he is the most popular among guests, especially female guests.

No matter who gave them, Fu Jingran refused to accept them. No matter how good or expensive the gifts were, he wouldn't accept them.

Once there were male guests who liked him and even wanted to take his wallet directly.

Fu Jingran coldly refused the rich second generation. As a result, the rich second generation wanted to do it and was beaten by him.

This matter was a little big, and finally Fu Xiangyang came forward to solve it.

"If you are kindly invited by others, you can accept it." Fu Xiangyang pushed the cocktail over, pointed to the note pressed under the wine glass and said, "they left you a message."

Fu Jingran looked down at the note pressed under the beautiful cocktail and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Actually... He noticed the woman sitting in front of the bar.

Fu Xiangyang saw that Fu Jingran didn't mean to be too tough and said, "young man, seize the opportunity. She's not an ordinary person."

Fu Jingran just put his finger on the note and heard the difference in Fu Xiangyang's words. His pale eyes raised and said, "do you know her?"

Fu Xiangyang couldn't help laughing and said, "the owner of this note is the woman sitting in front of the bar. Don't tell me I don't know her."

"I don't know." Fu Jingran said.

Fu Xiangyang took your expression and said, "she is a familiar guest in the bar. Have you heard of starlight entertainment? She is the leader of Haicheng entertainment circle. She is the president of starlight entertainment."

Fu Jingran tightened his hand with the note and said, "I'll go back first."

Then he turned and walked towards the exit.

Fu Xiangyang shouted in the back, "don't you drink?"

Fu Jingran didn't reply.

Fu Xiangyang glanced at the cocktail and wasted it if he didn't drink it. He picked it up and drank it all at once.

"Closed?" came the soft female voice.

Fu Xiangyang turned around, hugged the delicate girl, bowed his head, kissed her and said, "yes, baby, let's go home."

Zhu Fu hugged his strong waist and said, "carry me."

"Good." Fu Xiangyang spoiled.

Fu Jingran walked out of the bar with a guitar on his back. The streets were very deserted after midnight. Even if the colored lights were still flashing, there were no pedestrians.

After walking a section of the way back, he unfolded his palm, stood under the street lamp and looked at the white note in his palm.

After a little hesitation, he opened the note.

It simply says two lines:

Presidential suite of Dynasty international hotel.

Tel: 189xxxxxx

Fu Jingran quickly tightened his hand, and the note was crumpled into a ball, with a layer of cold covering his handsome face.

He also did not know why, in the heart surged up a anger, this inexplicable anger made him a little irritable and wanted to do something to vent.

I haven't been so angry for a long time.

The last time I was so angry was three years ago - that dark night.

After standing under the street lamp for a few minutes, he walked forward and threw the crumpled note into the dustbin.

Dynasty international hotel is the most luxurious hotel in Haicheng. People who go in for consumption are either rich or expensive.

The waiters in the hotel are highly educated, and all kinds of services are considerate, which makes consumers think they are emperors and queens in ancient times. Of course, the people who can go in and consume are not the "emperors and queens" with noble status.

Fu Jingran stood in front of the Grand Hotel and looked at the magnificent buildings with glass like eyes.