Dear Mr. Lu Chapter 11
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5 months ago
One of them was a slim and pretty teenager, the other was a thin and cold-looking young man; one was a well-dressed customer and the other was a bar waiter in a tight-fitting uniform vest. Either had his own distinctive style. As they stood facing each other, the feeling of the dark tide surging was more and more obvious. Gradually, more and more people looked at them, and some even whistled.
Luo Wencheng returned to his senses and said lightly: "I still have work, you guys have fun."
Zhang Dong wanted to use Luo Wenjun to embarrass Luo Wencheng, so how could he let him go easily? "Ah Cheng," he said, "why are you in such a hurry to leave? Sit down and talk. I heard that you are a good drinker. Let's have a couple of drinks?"
Luo Wenjun hurriedly said, "Brother Dong, that won't do. Second Brother can't drink. His alcohol tolerance is very poor."
Zhao Jianping picked up the topic: "No way? I think Ah Cheng drinks a lot every day, and I haven't seen anything happen to him. Right, Ah Cheng?"
Luo Wencheng cast a light glance at the familiar faces of these people who feared that the world was not chaotic enough (said about people who mess up the situation to achieve their own goals): "Next time. I have other work to do."
"What next time? Let's do it today." A young man Luo Wencheng didn't know heckled, "We don't want to make things difficult for you, just drink the two glasses in front of you first."
He pointed to the two glasses of Seven Colour Rainbow that Luo Wencheng had just put down on the table. Luo Wencheng's face changed slightly.
The name "Seven Colour Rainbow" sounded gentle and the cocktail looked very beautiful and colourful. In other bars, this was a low-alcohol drink that was very suitable for girls to drink; but in "Golden Glory" most people didn't dare to order it, because not only the glass was very large, but also the seven kinds of alcohol used to make this cocktail were each 40% or more.
Although he had been forced to drink a lot of liquor in the past half a month, there were few drinks with such a high degree. Even if there were, they were basically pure, never mixed so badly.
In fact, Luo Wencheng's alcohol intake was really not good. He had a special physique; the metabolism of alcohol in his body was impaired. After it was converted into acetaldehyde, it tended to accumulate. If he drank too much, he would be poisoned. Therefore, he would eat something to fill his stomach before drinking every time, and after drinking, he would go to induce vomiting as soon as possible. Each time he seemed to drink a lot, but not much was absorbed into his body.
He just vomited a few minutes ago, his stomach was empty, and his head was still dizzy. He couldn't bear two glasses of Seven Colour Rainbow.
When Luo Wencheng didn't move for a long time, Zhang Dong sneered: "Don't even dare to drink a glass? Ah Cheng, if that's all you're capable of, don't be stubborn in front of us brothers, go home with Xiao Jun. The Luo family is generous. If you beg Uncle Luo again, he might still be willing to support you."
Luo Wencheng raised his head and stared coldly at Zhang Dong who laughed without fear.
The others laughed too. Zhao Jianping pretended to try to persuade Zhang Dong and then shook his head helplessly, as if saying "I can't help it if someone wants to make a joke."
In their eyes, Luo Wencheng was a cat with its claws and teeth removed, so he could be teased in any way they wanted. Angry? So what? What else could he do but glare?
Suddenly Luo Wencheng felt a gaze on him, and that gaze was so heavy that he immediately noticed it. With a flash of intuition, he subconsciously looked around but did not find the owner of the gaze.
Could it be from… the private room on the second floor?
Was that Lu Jiuye?
Luo Wencheng looked at Luo Wenjun, who seemed to be trying his best to intercede for him. A very fake act; he was a black-hearted white lotus, but what could be done if someone liked it, ah. In his previous life, that man liked Luo Wenjun enough to keep him by his side for three years. In this life he would probably find Luo Wenjun appealing too.
Luo Wencheng actually didn't have high hopes for this sugar daddy. After all, he was not the type that the man liked, and he was a bit unwilling to do this sort of thing. But at least, at least, he was going to mess up Luo Wenjun's plans.
But speaking of this, how did Luo Wenjun happen to get into Lu Jiuye's favour?
Luo Wencheng recalled that he actually witnessed the encounter between the two of them, or rather, he was the one who contributed to it.
In his previous life, Luo Wenjun didn't meet Lu Jiuye in "Golden Glory", so he went to vent his anger on Luo Wencheng. As a result, Luo Wencheng was almost killed by the bunch of them. After getting out of prison, he always felt like hiding because of his low self-esteem. He seemed to shrink in fear, but in fact, he learned a lot about fighting fiercely in prison. He was desperate and ready to set both jade and common stone on fire (destroy indiscriminately), so when Luo Wenjun was about to go home after playing enough, Luo Wencheng took advantage of the moment of inattentiveness to break free from the people who were holding him down and threw himself on Luo Wenjun with all his strength.
He crashed through the glass and fell from the second floor window with Luo Wenjun in his arms.
At that time, he was determined to die with Luo Wenjun.
A car braked sharply behind them.
Luo Wenjun fainted on the spot underneath him but Luo Wencheng still retained a trace of consciousness. The last thing he saw was several people getting out of the car.
A long time later, when Luo Wencheng was lying on the hospital bed, Luo Wenjun triumphantly told him that Lu Jiuye was sitting in the car at that time. He had waited in "Golden Glory" for most of the night and didn't wait for anyone but Luo Wencheng's attack sent him right to the wheels of his target.
"…At that time, Lu Jiuye personally took me to the hospital. My leg was broken but it was such a blessing. I really should thank you."
Luo Wencheng didn't know how Luo Wenjun had managed to cover up the truth of what happened that night. It was probably nothing more than saying that Luo Wencheng was drunk out of his mind and attacking people, while Luo Wenjun himself instantly turned into a poor baby who was "obviously a genuine young master of the Luo family but was repeatedly hurt by the counterfeit goods."
What attracted people to Luo Wenjun, apart from his always well-behaved and innocent baby face, was this pure, kind, weak and innocent character. If Luo Wenjun really made a fool of himself, if he revealed his insidious and vicious true face, perhaps that man wouldn't give him a second look, right?
Luo Wencheng lowered his eyes, bent down and reached out to pick up a glass of Seven Colour Rainbow.
The bright liquids in the glass made Luo Wencheng's fingers seem even whiter, white like jade. He held the glass to his lips and took a sip.
In an instant, he felt a ball of fire slide down his throat. His oesophagus spasmed in protest and his whole body trembled a little.
Luo Wencheng swayed on his feet.
The people staring at him suddenly booed.
"No way, just this much?"
"It's just the first sip, can you drink it or not?"
Luo Wencheng's face was a bit distorted. He took a deep breath and was about to say something when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder. A man came up at some point and said to everyone with a smile: "Xiao Luo is a bad drinker. For my sake, don't give him a hard time."
Dear Mr. Lu Chapter 12
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5 months ago
Luo Wencheng turned his head and was taken aback: "Manager!"
Liu Weizhi looked at him with a smile: "Xiao Luo, let Ah K mix a few cocktails and send them over. The old friends are here, don't we know how to entertain them?" Ah K was the bartender in the bar, and also a famous gold medal bartender in the industry. In "Golden Glory", he only made drinks for important guests and the usual drinks were made by his two apprentices.
Luo Wencheng was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect Liu Weizhi to stand up for him and even bring up Ah K. Luo Wenjun, a young and rich second generation, definitely didn't qualify for Ah K's service. This was Liu Weizhi giving him some face.
Liu Weizhi smiled again and said to Luo Wenjun and the others: "Xiao Luo is my competent employee. Since you are Xiao Luo's friends, you will get a 30% discount on your bill today."
As soon as the scene went quiet, the expressions of Zhao Jianping and the others became subtle. They used to see that Luo Wencheng was alone and helpless, so they came to trouble him. They didn't expect Liu Weizhi to come out. Although for a bar manager, it was normal to deal with difficult situations that the employees below couldn't handle, Liu Weizhi sounded protective as soon as opened his mouth, as if he was taking Luo Wencheng under his wing.
Zhao Jianping boasted that he had some friendship with Liu Weizhi, so he said with a hasty smile: "Lao Liu, when did you become such a mother hen? We know that Ah Cheng is your employee, we are just playing with him. We won't do anything to him. We're trying to persuade him to converge and go home."
"That's good. I'm optimistic about Xiao Luo, I'm going to be angry if you break him." Liu Weizhi still had the Maitreya Buddha-like smile on his face but everyone could see the weight of his attitude. Zhao Jianping was a little embarrassed now.
Liu Weizhi gave Luo Wencheng a wink: "What are you still doing in a daze, go to Ah K."
Luo Wencheng was stunned; why did Liu Weizhi…
Suddenly, he caught a whiff of a faint smell from the other party – the smell of tobacco, fresh and clear like grass in the snow, very special and charming. The smell was very light, as if brought from where Liu Weizhi had come from. If it weren't for Luo Wencheng's senses to become more keen because of using the grand gift package, he might not be able to smell it.
He had only smelled this smell on one person, the one he had encountered in the bathroom not long ago.
Luo Wencheng was in a daze; did Liu Weizhi accompany that person?
Come to think of it, his one-eyed benefactor was of extraordinary status at first glance, so naturally he was worthy of Liu Weizhi's personal hospitality.
But shouldn't Liu Weizhi be with Lu Jiuye at this moment? That was the big boss of "Golden Glory", Liu Weizhi's immediate boss.
Could it be that that person was also with Lu Jiuye and knew him?
Liu Weizhi looked at Luo Wencheng with a smile on his face, and a touch of curiosity flashed in his eyes. For his master to order him to come down personally and help this young man… What was so extraordinary about Luo Wencheng?
His gaze drifted upstairs.
Luo Wencheng noticed this look and followed it. He thought to himself that it was impossible for Liu Weizhi to help him for no reason. He hadn't noticed him or taken special care of him for half a month. Today was unusual. Was he entrusted by others?
Was he… entrusted by that person?
Luo Wencheng couldn't help but get excited.
The window of the private room on the second floor was one-way, but if you looked closely, you could see the shadow behind the glass. Luo Wencheng followed Liu Weizhi's gaze and saw the figure standing at the window of the VIP private room.
There was a hint of familiarity in the vague figure, and Luo Wencheng couldn't help but want to laugh. The man actually remembered him. Then suddenly his expression went stiff.
The thought flashed like a sudden spark of electricity.
A hint of familiarity…
In a daze, it seemed that he saw the tall figure stepping out of the car and walking closer, illuminated by the blinding headlights. At that moment he had Luo Wenjun under him, lying on the cold ground, his whole body pierced with glass shards, numb with pain. At that moment he was cowardly praying that this person was the saviour who came to rescue him.
But he seemed to hear Luo Wenjun's bragging words: "…During that time, I was at the hospital with my leg broken, recuperating, and Lu Jiuye came to visit me. I tried my best to get close to him. He is such a cold man, but he never rejected me. He always smiled at me tenderly and with concern."
It's you, ah.
It was easy to understand some things once you got an idea, Luo Wencheng thought in a daze. It turned out to be you.
Lu Jiuye.
Lu Chong.
The one-eyed benefactor who gave him food, the biggest backer of his enemies, the one in the present he could never forget and the one in the past he was haunted by.
So it was all you…
He lowered his head, his face pale. Even his lips were bloodless.
His heart felt a little uncomfortable, a little lost, not obviously, but as if breathing tugged something inside him.
He looked at the gorgeous Seven Colour Rainbow in his hand, smiled at himself and said, "Thank you, Manager, but let's not bother Teacher Ah K. Isn't it just a glass of cocktail? Why spoil the fun for everyone?"
He took a deep breath, raised his head and downed it in one gulp. The smell of alcohol almost made him gag, causing him the illusion of being drowned.
It was as if layers of paper towels covered his face again and drinks were poured down on him like sea water.
He closed his eyes, swatted away these images fiercely, then slammed the glass on the low table and the remaining ice at the bottom of the glass bounced a few times.
There was a moment of silence.
Luo Wencheng gasped heavily, his breath clouded with alcohol, his heart beating like mad, thud thud thud! Thud, thud, thud! It was as if it would explode the next second.
Luo Wencheng opened his eyes, slowly let go of the glass and straightened up.
"Want another drink?" He asked lightly, trying his best to maintain the calmness and stability of his voice. In fact, the people and things he saw in front of him at this moment were floating and distorted.
He felt that he was about to float too.
However, in the eyes of everyone, Luo Wencheng's fair cheeks were coloured with a pink glow as soon as he drank that glass but his expression remained calm and indifferent. Slowly, the blush spread over his cheeks to the roots of his ears, as if a clear piece of beautiful jade was stained with blood, revealing fierce and flirtatious beauty.
Even Luo Wencheng's eyes that had always been light in colour were moistened by alcohol. The scarlet tinge slowly appeared in them, glowing in the dazzling light of the bar, mesmerising.
Everyone was startled, some applauded, some hooted, some blushed. Liu Weizhi looked at Luo Wencheng, a little surprised and a little helpless, shaking his head apologetically towards upstairs. He tried to help, but the other party didn't accept it; there was nothing he could do.
……
The private room on the second floor.
Behind the one-way glass, a tall and upright man stood in front of the window, his gaze focused on the eyes of the young man below.
Cold eyes, reddened eyes, stubborn eyes. He saw the restrained fire in them, bursting out and being suppressed by the owner. So beautiful and… helpless.
The man's gaze was lost for an instant, as if he was thinking of something very long ago.
Dear Mr. Lu Chapter 13
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5 months ago
Below, Wei Xingheng, who had been silent till now, raised his head and glanced at Luo Wencheng, and couldn't take his eyes away. His gaze slid from Luo Wencheng's face to his slender waist wrapped in a silver vest, and his eyes darkened.
Zhang Dong's face was extremely distorted. Luo Wencheng's indifference and disdain angered him. A fake that came out of nowhere had been riding roughshod over him for so many years; now who didn't laugh at him for championing a fake, saying that his eyes were smeared with shit? He couldn't just swallow it!
He was determined to see Luo Wencheng make a fool of himself, even if Liu Weizhi was standing next to him, so he sneered: "There is another glass here, but if you really can't drink it, I don't think this job is suitable for you. We are brothers, why don't you come with us? If I, Zhang Dong, have a mouthful of rice, you, Luo Wencheng, will always have a mouthful of soup!"
Luo Wencheng looked at him with a chuckle and went to get the cocktail glass again.
"I'll drink this glass for him."
Wei Xingheng stood up suddenly; everyone's eyes focused on him. He took the second glass of Seven Colour Rainbow, his burning eyes locked on Luo Wencheng, and slowly repeated, "I will drink it for him."
Zhao Jianping's face changed, and Zhang Dong tugged at Wei Xingheng's clothes: "What are you doing? We're having fun!"
Luo Wenjun kept silent but he sensitively caught something in Wei Xingheng's eyes that made him frown.
Unfazed, Wei Xingheng raised the glass to Luo Wencheng, tilted his head and drank the cocktail smoothly and proudly. His face didn't change much, just blushing a little.
"Bravo!" The people around applauded. Wei Xingheng was tall and handsome, dressed elegantly, and blocked the drink (drinking on behalf of someone else, often as a sign of friendship) so readily and heroically that it easily made people feel good.
Luo Wencheng, however, remained unaffected.
He looked at Wei Xingheng, but in fact, his gaze did not focus on him at all.
Wei Xingheng picked up his coat and said to Luo Wencheng: "You are drunk, I'll take you home."
This approaching aura, this burning gaze; Luo Wencheng looked at Wei Xingchneg for a moment and suddenly smiled slowly.
Wei Xingheng's breath hitched and his eyes darkened. He and Luo Wencheng got to know each other relatively late, but they also went to junior and senior school together. But he had never noticed that Luo Wencheng was so attractive.
Luo Wenjun looked at the two of them, bit his lower lip and went to support Luo Wencheng: "Brother Xingheng, let me take care of Second Brother." He also said to Liu Weizhi, "Manager, is there any room to rest here? It's better for Second Brother to take a break."
He hadn't forgotten his main purpose of today's visit, to wait for Lu Jiuye. How could he leave before the target appeared?
Before Liu Weizhi could say anything, Luo Wencheng pulled his arm free: "I'm fine."
He looked at Luo Wenjun indifferently, "Didn't you bring these people here today to prove that I am not capable, that the job I've found is a mess, and that in the end I can only rely on others to support me?" The same was true in his previous life. He fell from the window and wasn't incapacitated, so he didn't go to the hospital and left in a panic. Later, he suffered from alcohol poisoning and barely survived. He was full of hatred and anger but he really didn't dare to provoke these people anymore, so he ran away to find a job. But every time he found a job, these people would appear to sabotage it.
Zhang Dong, Zhao Jianping, Luo Wenjun, one after another, none of them could bear to see him have a happy day. Although Wei Xingheng didn't directly take action, he was watching coldly in excitement.
None of them were good!
He was a healthy man, not disabled, but he couldn't find a job and couldn't earn money. In the end, he was reduced to scavenging and sleeping on the street. He was beaten up every day for food. At a young age his health was ruined.
He wanted to leave Haining, but he had no money and his ID card was lost. Where could he go? The world was vast but there was no place that could accommodate him, and he suffered discrimination everywhere.
He hated these people, but the one he hated most was Luo Wenjun!
He turned his head and stared at Luo Wenjun.
He had been a plaything for this person for three years; Luo Wenjun was so bold that he dared to engage in human experiments. Thinking of the years when he was paralysed on the hospital bed, a test subject for endless drugs, Luo Wencheng felt a chill in his heart.
Luo Wenjun, how dare you?
Wasn't it just a golden thigh you hugged once?
Luo Wencheng's gaze was so terrifying that Luo Wenjun cowered for a moment and hurriedly explained, "Second Brother, I didn't mean that, I just think this place is not suitable for you. It's better to let Big Brother find a job for you."
Luo Wencheng nodded. Others thought he was persuaded, but then he said, "It's my fault for worrying you, I've been too sloppy in the past. So here's the deal. I'll let you see my skills, so you don't have to worry about me all the time."
His cheeks were flushed, but his speech was very clear. He didn't look like he was drunk as he said briskly to the crowd: "You are all customers. Since the quality of service of our bar is questioned, please bear witness for a while."
He said to Liu Weizhi: "Manager, I want to borrow the bar."
Liu Weizhi glanced at him, smiled and said, "Enjoy yourself."
Luo Wencheng maintained his steady pace and walked towards the bar. Except for his face being a little red, no one could tell that he was already drunk.
There were only two of Ah K's bar apprentices at the bar today, and Luo Wencheng smiled at them, "I'll have to borrow your turf for a bit."
The two of them knew what had happened just now and gave up their positions very kindly: "What drink do you want to mix, do you need help?"
"Thank you, I'll mention it if necessary."
Luo Wencheng bit the tip of his tongue, suppressing the chaos in his mind, washed his hands and motioned to Luo Wenjun to sit down: "What would you like to drink?"
Luo Wenjun looked at Luo Wencheng in disbelief: "Are you going to mix drinks?" He frowned and said, "Second Brother, don't be too bold."
Luo Wencheng didn't listen to him as he placed the shaker, an ounce glass and a cocktail glass in front of him, then added a few ice cubes to the shaker and said, "Since you don't choose, I'll decide for myself. A Blue Hawaiian?"
He took the white rum and poured two ounces of it, followed by blue orange liquor, coconut milk, pineapple juice and so on. His movements were very decisive and neat. He only glanced at the drinks at first and didn't look at them any further, just reaching out and getting the ingredients he needed. With a tilt of the bottle he poured one ounce where one ounce was necessary, half an ounce where half an ounce was required, not too much, not too little, more accurate than a machine, but this decisiveness contained an indescribable sense of beauty, very pleasing to the eye.
Dear Mr. Lu Chapter 14
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5 months ago
From the moment he started mixing, Luo Wencheng's eyes were only on the drinks and utensils in front of him, and he didn't care about anything else around him.
After he poured in all the ingredients, he closed the cap and shook the shaker with one hand. His movements were not pompous. He didn't make the flashy moves like passing the shaker behind his back or between his legs like some bartenders, but his arm swayed and vibrated with ease and a sense of rhythm. The sound of ice cubes and liquids in the shaker was crisp and neat.
Everyone was enjoying the wonderful sense of rhythm when Luo Wencheng suddenly let go and the shaker almost flew away from his hand. But the next moment it was extremely smoothly caught with a reversed motion and returned to his palm. His fingers danced, handling the plump shaker so easily as if it was lipstick. Controlled by Luo Wencheng, the shaker turned upside down, leaped and rotated. Every time it seemed about to be lost, it was pulled back as if on a string.
The movements were sharp and beautiful, very fluid.
Whether it was Zhao Jianping and others who were looking for trouble, or those who were purely watching the excitement, everyone gradually was enthralled, their original mocking attitude restrained. The two bartenders were even more stunned.
So the shaker could be handled like this?
Finally, Luo Wencheng stopped, opened the lid and quickly poured the drink into the cocktail glass. In the light milky white liquid strands of light blue were still spinning, like silky ribbons. Luo Wencheng poured another half ounce of soda water and gently added it, embedded a piece of a pineapple slice on the glass rim, smiled and delivered it to Luo Wenjun: "Try it."
As soon as Luo Wencheng opened the shaker, the sweet aroma of coconut milk, sourness of pineapple juice and liquor, mixed with the intensity of rum, were so warm and mellow that those who stood close were intoxicated, wishing they had an extra nose to absorb the many smells that were there.
Someone next to Luo Wenjun heckled: "Try it and see what it tastes like, the smell is mouth-watering."
Luo Wenjun's face froze.
He didn't expect Luo Wencheng to be good at mixing drinks, and judging by his gestures he was quite professional. When did he learn it?
But so what? It was not like bartending was a great job. Would anyone respect and like him for it?
Luo Wenjun relaxed again when he thought of this. He refused to admit that he was also attracted by the cocktail in his hand so much that he couldn't help but take a sip.
This, this taste… He hesitated and said, "It's, it's not bad."
"What do you mean it's not bad, are your taste buds defective?" Suddenly there was a gruff voice, and the pillar of "Golden Glory", the bartender Ah K appeared out of nowhere. He was very tall, in his thirties, a mixed-race Chinese-American, with deep features. Because of his profession, he kept himself immaculately tidy every day. Except for mixing and degustating drinks, he had no hobbies and didn't like to communicate with others.
At this moment Ah K defied his image and came up to Luo Wenjun to take a deep sniff of the cocktail in his hand, then feverishly turned to Luo Wencheng and grabbed his hand: "What was that technique you just used? I've never seen itt before. My God, smell it, guys! This explosion of aroma in the air, if the raw material didn't come straight from the bar, I'd think you added some kind of chemical reagent. I bet this Blue Hawaiian is ten times more delicious than what an average bartender makes!"
Ah K stared into Luo Wencheng's eyes deeply, his gaze a bit wild: "It's because of the technique, right? Because of the technique? Where did you learn to do that?"
Luo Wencheng smiled slightly: "Yes, my technique is not only gorgeous, but also more conducive to mixing various drinks, combining flavours and creating more wonderful effects."
Ah K's eyes glazed over as he hurriedly asked, "Who taught you that?"
Luo Wencheng shook his head: "Sorry, I can't say." Seeing Ah K's disappointment, he said, "But I can let you taste the charm that comes with this technique."
He thought for a while: "Would you like a glass of Winter Sunshine?"
He quickly prepared Grey Goose pear-flavoured vodka, a bag of jasmine tea, lemon juice, liqueur and pure honey. He poured them into the shaker, added ice cubes and boiling water, and stirred the liquid in circles with a stirring stick. The tea and alcohol aromas were released faintly in a delicate blend. He poured the drink into a preheated crystal round-shaped glass and handed it to Ah K.
Ah K took a sip and exclaimed loudly: "Luo, your hands are simply magical."
Luo Wencheng lowered his head and smiled. The unique technique was one thing; the additional benefits of the grand gift package that allowed him to add a 20% effect bonus to the things he created with his hands were the key.
He continued to mix drinks very quickly; in a few moments another glass was ready. When Luo Wenjun couldn't drink, Luo Wencheng distributed the drinks to Ah K and the onlookers. There was no one who wouldn't praise his craftsmanship.
Only Luo Wenjun's face became more and more ugly. He looked at Luo Wencheng as if he didn't recognise him.
Luo Wencheng put a glass of martini in front of him, smiled and asked, "What's the matter, unhappy?"
Luo Wenjun barely managed to squeeze out a smile: "You have changed a lot." He had already drunk two cocktails, and he was a little drunk. His small, flushed face made him look even sweeter and cuter, but the anxiety and jealousy in his eyes revealed that he was not as harmless as he seemed.
Luo Wencheng knew that Luo Wenjun was not as able to control his emotions when he was drunk as when he was sober, but at this moment Luo Wenjun himself was unaware that he had such a flaw. He was playing the good baby in the Luo family for years and usually almost didn't drink.
Luo Wencheng said softly: "If you don't change, you're just waiting for death, right? Although Big Brother has repeatedly stated that he will continue to treat me as his younger brother, as long as I think about him focusing all his energy on me and neglecting you, I feel quite unbearable."
Luo Wencheng lowered his head and fiddled with the shaker, then raised his eyes and glanced at Luo Wenjun. His pale amber eyes were as clear as water, but to Luo Wenjun they seemed to be shrouded in a curling black mist, bottomless, revealing superiority and disdain of someone high above.
Luo Wenjun's eyes were also amber, but his amber colour was bright and almost close to yellow, looking a bit like topaz at first glance. He inherited this colour from his mother, He Mei, the mistress who had become the wife. This was also something that Luo Wenjun was quite proud of – you know, Luo Wencheng's eyes were almost the same colour when he was a child, very similar to He Mei's, but who knows why, the older he grew, the paler the colour became, and he gradually became less and less like He Mei, a fake finally revealing its inferior inner quality.
But now Luo Wenjun noticed that the fake's eyes changed and looked better, and there was an expression of disdain in them!
Luo Wenjun was furious. Without thinking, he threw the drink in his hand at Luo Wencheng: "What do you think you are?! Is it great to be able to mix drinks? It's something you should hide, not to be proud of!"
Luo Wencheng didn't expect such a violent reaction from Luo Wenjun. He quickly took a step back, grabbed a wide glass and followed the arc of the splashed liquid, catching it all without missing a drop, in a decisive and beautiful move.
The people around him let out a collective "huh?", stunned by this scene. Luo Wencheng put down the wide glass with a bang and looked at Luo Wenjun coldly: "What do you mean?"
Luo Wenjun's inverse scale that no one could touch was Luo Wenhao. Luo Wencheng meant to provoke him into a gaffe using Big Brother's name, but he didn't expect Luo Wenjun to be so cooperative.
Luo Wenjun stood up, unsteady on his feet, and pointed at him: "You are the fake that the Luo family picked up. You trash, I am the young master of the Luo family. Do you think Big Brother really cares about you? He just pities you. So what if you can mix drinks? No matter how fancy you do that, you can't change the fact that you are an inferior person in your bones!"
Dear Mr. Lu Chapter 15
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5 months ago
Everyone was in an uproar. No one expected Luo Wenjun to say such things. There were few people present who didn't know Luo Wenjun, but whether they had seen him or heard of him, Luo Wenjun gave them the impression of being innocent and harmless. Just a short while ago he was coaxing Luo Wencheng gently; if you didn't know, you'd think they were real brothers. Who could have imagined that after drinking two cocktails, he would reveal his true colours?
Also, what about being an inferior person? Just listen to Luo Wenjun's tone of disdain for bartending and his sense of superiority as the Luo family's member. Although most people who came to "Golden Glory" were not ordinary, not everyone was like Luo Wenjun, Zhao Jianping and the others with a big family business behind them. Many of the customers here were white-collar workers with no wealthy background. Luo Wenjun's contempt for Luo Wencheng basically included them all.
Suddenly, a lot of people frowned and looked at Luo Wenjun coldly.
Especially the bartenders and waiters, including Ah K, were instantly disgusted with Luo Wenjun to the extreme.
Only Luo Wencheng was unmoved. He straightened his back, looked at Luo Wenjun as if he was looking at an unreasonable child, and said lightly: "Then what do you think is a superior person? Is it a person like you who has the blood of a wealthy family like the Luo family in his veins? I rely on my own ability to earn money. I don't think there is anything I should be ashamed of. There are many people like me in the world. Anyone who has a skill and works hard to earn a living not only is not shameful, but is the most respectable. You also spent time at the bottom of society, and I thought you would understand this."
Luo Wencheng untied his bow tie, with fatigue and helplessness on his face: "You questioned my ability to make a living. I have proved it to you. I hope you and your friends will not bother me again in the future, and I hope you understand that I really don't have the same ambition to live off someone as you do."
After he finished speaking, he bowed to Ah K: "Sorry for causing trouble to Teacher Ah K."
Ah K waved his hand: "I also want to thank you for showing me this new technique. We need to have a good talk when we have time. After all, we do this for a living, unlike some young masters who have nothing to do all day and pick fights everywhere, thinking they are so superior. They seem to really think they live in the Old Society (China before 1949)."
Ah K sneered and looked at Luo Wenjun, Zhao Jianping, who was a little embarrassed, and the others. Zhao Jianping and the others were already feeling uncomfortable because of the strange glances around them and were even more embarrassed by what Ah K said. Besides, there were people around who were not afraid of anything and heckled: "Yeah, since you look down at bartending, what are you doing in a bar?"
"They don't just look down on bartenders, they also look down on cooks, drivers, cleaners and workers."
"Keep your voice down, these guys are from the top big families in Haining. They are superior people and very noble."
"What kind of big families, such a poor upbringing, is simply creating scum for society!"
Luo Wenjun was still a little dazed when Zhao Jianping and the others dragged him to the exit. They came in a flashy manner but fled in a dingy way. It could be expected they would be a subject of gossip for the people in Haining for a long time.
Liu Weizhi, who left at some point and returned at some point, announced with a smile, "Our boss said that he opened a bar to do business, and he is just an uncouth businessman. Our low-class bar can't afford to receive such noble and wealthy young masters. From now on Mr. Luo and Mr. Zhao will never be entertained here."
"Well done!"
"The boss is real, ah!"
"In someone else's bar, you point at the nose of someone else's staff and scold them. Even I personally wouldn't be able to stand in."
The customers were unanimous in their reaction. Luo Wenjun, who was not completely out of the door yet, heard Liu Weizhi's words and instantly sobered up, his face turning pale.
Wasn't the bar owner Lu Jiuye? What did he mean by that?
He had gone to all the trouble to come here today, but not only did he not meet anyone and leave a good impression, but on the contrary, he had even made people disgusted?
Luo Wenjun was angry and anxious. His stomach spasmed and he suddenly vomited all the alcohol he had just drunk as well as the food he had eaten before. Zhao Jianping, who was supporting him, was startled and quickly pushed him away in disgust. Luo Wenjun slipped on his own vomit and fell. His appearance was so embarrassing that the people around him couldn't help but retreat and look at him in contempt.
Luo Wenjun was so angry he was going to faint.
He had dressed up today so that he would appear in his best light and then use Luo Wencheng's rudeness, vulgarity and incompetence to set off himself, a delicate, kind, simple, elegant, sensitive boy. He heard that this was Lu Jiuye's favourite type.
But Luo Wencheng didn't follow his script at all.
He even acted like a different person. He had done nothing but mix a few drinks, yet he had messed up all Luo Wenjun's plans and made an ugly spectacle out of him.
Luo Wenjun could imagine that after today, Luo Wencheng's image would probably be turned over and everyone's after-dinner topic of conversation would become him, Luo Wenjun.
……
Liu Weizhi went upstairs again, entered the VIP private room and said respectfully, "Sir."
Lu Chong was sitting on the sofa, and there were several cocktails on the low glass table in front of him, all of them just mixed by Luo Wencheng. It was Liu Weizhi who had sent someone to get a few without drawing anyone's attention.
Lu Chong was holding a glass of light green liquid in his hand. This cocktail was called Bamboo. The colour from top to bottom changed from light to dark. The drink exuded a subtle aroma, making people feel like they were in a lush bamboo forest, relaxed and happy, enjoying both the sight and the smell.
He had tasted many drinks and seen a lot, but he had never seen such a wonderful thing.
There seemed to be a mystery in that young man.
Liu Weizhi asked, "Do you like this cocktail, sir? Would you like me to bring him here to mix something specially for you?"
His words sounded tentative, because it was so unexpected that Lu Jiuye, who had always been indifferent to everything, would actually notice Luo Wencheng and even send him to interfere and help him out. In the end, Liu Weizhi was even asked to go and make his announcement, completely ruining Luo Wenjun's face.
When had Mr. Luo ever been so attentive to people? In the past, even if he had shown concern for some teenagers, he would only spend some money to support them. And Luo Wencheng was no longer a teenager, so he was not within the scope of Mr. Luo's compassion.
Lu Chong thought about the young man who was obviously angry to the extreme, but remained calm, like a stream of flowing water, quietly resolving his difficulty, using his decency to reflect the opponent's ugliness and embarrassment.
Very smart; smart and stubborn, stoic but not bloodthirsty, with the calmness displayed in full view that hinted at the soul with distinct edges and sharp angles.
He seemed… more like that person from a long time ago.
Lu Chong closed his eyes and smiled: "Do I look so much like an alcoholic?" He put down the glass, "Let's go."
Liu Weizhi was a little puzzled; did it mean that he was not interested?
However, Mr. Lu's mind had always been difficult to guess, and Liu Weizhi didn't dare to think too much, obediently following him.