Chapter 942 Night Blur

"What a coincidence!" The two said almost at the same time.

is not that right?

Although two law firms in Chicago were hired during the merger and acquisition of Coin Star, apart from those high-level executives, only two Chinese Americans, Emilia and Nelson Chen, had more contact with Feng Yiping.

Chicago is so big, Feng Yiping said it to relax, and happened to meet Emilia.

"Work?"

Feng Yiping nodded, "Relax?"

Emilia nodded, brushing her long hair back, revealing her 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 put on makeup. She has a bright blue evening dress with sequins, and she has a good figure.

The red lips are seductive, the necklace is dazzling, and the pendant is just above the gully, and it is slightly bent towards Feng Yiping's side. After a glance, it is not ready to be seen, but almost clearly visible - such clothes, such Occasions, naturally do not wear bra.

Different from the state when she was at work, she is now in high spirits and full of charm, taking a sip of the pink cocktail, and gently licking her upper lip with the tip of her tongue intentionally or unintentionally, that firepower!

Feng Yiping had no choice but to avoid his sharp edge, and focused on the martini, which he felt a bit mellow for no reason, "Do you often come to these places after get off work?"

If it is in such an occasion in China, the girls who are asked will probably say, "Where is it? Really, I seldom come here, and usually stay at home," or, "I was forced to come here by my colleagues."

Emilia didn't hesitate at all, and said without any concealment, "Yes, but I'm usually in the bar over Linkin 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 intention of slander, but it is difficult for a girl with outstanding appearance and good ability to get along well with other female colleagues around her.

She looked back, "There she is." In the corner over there, a girl in a red dress was having a good chat with a man with faint tattoo marks on his chest. She looked quite right, and if nothing happened, Tonight, those two people, who may have just met for the first time, are very likely to go back to one of them's home together.

"An introduction? She works at Sears,"

Feng Yiping shook his head, "Where's Nelson, didn't you come with me?" He remembered very clearly that he messed around with the couple on the way to dinner in Silicon Valley last time.

Emilia gave Feng Yiping a hard look, and snorted dissatisfiedly, "I've never been in touch,"

Well, based on the American atmosphere and the fact that both of them are working in a well-known law firm in the United States, there is no shortage of bed warmers. Communication, that's normal.

"Is the job of a lawyer exciting?" Feng Yiping, who was a little guilty, had nothing to say.

A little guilty, because, after all, no matter what, last time he led the "disaster" of Emilia to his buddy Nelson Chen from the Northeast.

"Excitement? You've watched too many lawyer-themed TV series. They're litigation lawyers. We're corporate lawyers. Where's the excitement? Only nervousness. Every day at work, you design various plans. The nature of your work may be similar to yours. "

"So, your future development direction is broader than that of litigation lawyers," Feng Yiping continued to find something to say. He didn't come to places like bars much in his two lifetimes, and he didn't know what to say.

It turns out that when a person is on a business trip, it’s not that he doesn’t have some thoughts and wants to go to the bar, but you know, there are too many kinds of shams in domestic bars, and people with little experience want to go hunting, but the result is often become someone else's prey.

"If there is no other opportunity," Emilia glanced at Feng Yiping, "should develop in this line, and 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, a little close to a whisper.

He could clearly feel the other party's warm breath, the subtle fragrance, and when he turned his head, Emilia's hair would often brush gently across Feng Yiping's face, which made him feel a little itchy.

It seems that the itching is not limited to the face.

In a foreign country, in an ambiguous place, when meeting an ambiguous beauty, some emotions are naturally growing in my heart.

He took a big sip of wine, wanting the bitterness in the wine to suppress those wildly growing emotions, but the effect was just the opposite. into substance.

His first reaction was naturally that although Liang Yuan was nice, it was not a place to stay for a long time. He looked back and found that Buchanan and Merback gathered at the same table more than once, and naturally there were two girls beside him. They went well, but they still kept their distance from each other. It seemed that they were also on the defensive.

Sensing Feng Yiping's gaze, Buchanan raised his wine glass to Feng Yiping and signaled with a smile.

Emilia followed Feng Yiping's gaze and saw Buchanan and Murback. They didn't know her, but did she know them, "It seems that you have made 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, "Let's go for a walk?"

walk?

"With you here, the two of them can't let go," Emilia said.

This, Feng Yiping still believes in the integrity of people like Murback and Buchanan who have successful careers, rich wealth, and harmonious families.

Buchanan, who has been in the political circle for a long time, should act steadily and know how to restrain himself.

Merbaker, who has been a billionaire for several years, is not ostentatious, so he should be easy and not mess around.

But looking back, the conduct of men in certain aspects, especially the conduct of successful men, especially the conduct of successful American men, may be a little better than that of French men who have no integrity at all. It is possible, but it is also possible. Something close to nothing!

"Okay, let's go," Feng Yiping agreed anyway.

He greeted those two, and now, even Merbak gave you a wonderful look, sure enough, man!

The night in the central area of ​​Chicago is still quite lively. There are several bars near them. Through the glass, you can see the shadowy men and women inside. If people outside see it, they will feel a little restless and yearn for it.

"Where are you going?" Feng Yiping asked.

"Where do you want to go?" Emilia asked with a smile, but led him straight ahead, apparently already having an idea.

Where are you going at this time? Feng Yiping really didn't have a very suitable place. In short, it was obviously not appropriate to dress like Emilia and take her wandering outside on the street at this time.

"What flavor do you want?"

Emilia's end point is an ice cream shop. Inside the glass counter, there are bright colors and a variety of ice creams.

It seems that foreigners and some girls are particularly fond of this thing. Feng Yiping is still not too keen on this thing. After looking at it, "Espresso,"

"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 sweets, and it really lives up to its reputation.

"Oh, there is a car following, just right, then we don't need to take a taxi,"

"Go to the John Hancock Center," Emilia said to Owen, licking the ice cream.

At this scene, Feng Yiping consciously looked away and focused on his coffee ice cream. He was a little dizzy and needed to eat something refreshing. At the same time, he complained about the price of this thing. In China, I can buy a box, okay?

"What is that place?" Feng Yiping asked, the name sounded a bit like a museum, but going to a museum at this time? Business center?

"Hehe, so you don't know everything," Emilia laughed, "It's one of the tallest buildings in Chicago, with office buildings, apartments, and supporting restaurants, clubs, and the tallest indoor swimming pool in the United States. The skating rink, to put it simply, is a 100-storey vertical city within a city.”

"Oh," as long as there is no supporting hotel in it.

"We went to the bar on the 96th floor, which has a good view and is relatively quiet,"

"Emilia, I'm not good at drinking, and I'm a little dizzy now,"

"In the future, don't say this in front of unfamiliar people," she said looking at Feng Yiping.

What does this mean? Moreover, why did Feng Yiping feel that she seemed a little excited after hearing this?

…………

The high-rise buildings in the city are really nothing new. No matter what the appearance is, the inside is the same. This wedge-shaped building is more than 300 meters high and has a TV transmission tower on the top. It looks a bit like a ladder. Perhaps the most distinctive feature is its Name, John Hancock.

This is an American revolutionist and statesman, because he was the first to sign the Declaration of Independence, so in English, "John Hancock" has become synonymous with autograph.

Just like Buchanan is familiar with GreenMill, Emilia seems to be familiar with it, "This is the fourth tallest building in the United States, and it is also the tallest building in Chicago closest to Lake Michigan, so it has the best view,"

"You know, it was originally planned to build two buildings here, a 45-story apartment building and a 70-story office building, but in that way, the remaining site would be too small, and it would affect privacy and lighting. Finally, The designer combined two buildings into one building,"

Emilia leaned lazily and seductively in the elevator car, introducing Feng Yiping like a tour guide.

In the huge car, there were only the two of them, and neither of them seemed to be thinking about talking. There was an unknown element fermenting rapidly in the air. Unconsciously, Feng Yiping remembered some Japanese movies he had seen before. About the movie in the elevator, well, can't think about it.

So still not looking at her, looking at the ever-increasing floor numbers, "Soon,"

"Yes, soon, here we are,"

It's really fast, it takes less than a minute to reach the 96th floor.

When getting out of the elevator, Emilia naturally held Feng Yiping's hand, "I usually come here,"

She seemed to be a regular here, and the handsome guy behind the bar who was mixing cocktails and the waiters and hostesses all greeted her with smiles.

"Two glasses of Bloody Mary," Emilia said, leading Feng Yiping straight to a small table by the window.

After hearing the name, Feng Yiping didn't object. It seemed that she felt too good and thought too much, and she didn't mean to get herself drunk.

Bloody Mary, although it sounds very powerful, is actually just more nerve-stimulating, not a strong drink.

Because of the bright red tomato juice in it, it has such a cruel name.

"It's not bad," Feng Yiping sighed as he sat on the soft seat.

The field of vision here is wide, on one side, is the quiet Lake Michigan under the night, and on the other side, the lights in the city's high-rise buildings, street lights, and car lights form a light network that spreads into the distance.

"Do you know where the best viewing angle is on this floor?" Emilia asked with her whole upper body pressed against the small table, blinking her eyes.

"Where is it?" Feng Yiping felt a little heartbroken for the deformed parts. This is a waste of money. They really deserve to be treated with care and tenderness.

Emilia hooked her hands at Feng Yiping, probably resisting, but Feng Yiping couldn't help but leaned over. Of course, his eyes were definitely focused on Emilia's face.

"The women's restroom," Emilia spit out a word jokingly, "Do you want to go and have a look?"

Looking at the provocatively looking beauty on the opposite side, Feng Yiping's Adam's apple twitched, and he couldn't help but think about the incomparably charming picture, "I don't want to be thought of as a pervert,"

"I know you don't have the guts,"

"It doesn't seem like a good thing to have that courage," Feng Yiping said while looking at the night scene outside the window as much as possible.

"Hey," Emilia kicked him lightly under the table, "would you like to come to my house?"

"I have a meeting tomorrow and I need to rest early, but it's okay, I'll let Owen take you home,"

To be honest, Feng Yiping was really envious of the American way of life and ideas from the bottom of his heart. If he caught his eye in the bar, he would go home and spend the night, and after dawn, he would go his own way.

"Tch, I really think of myself as a Tang monk," Emilia shook her head with a straw in her mouth. Suddenly, the waves were so rough that Feng Yiping's throat felt a little dry again.

"Hey, you have read our four great classics, yes, yes, female Tanyue, do you believe in Buddhism?"

"What is Tanyue?" Emilia looked puzzled, "Actually, it's definitely on the way to my house, she smiled and pointed down, "It's on the 75th floor,"

"Do you want to go?" She rubbed her hand on the rim of the wine glass, but changed her previous bold and unrestrained style, and lowered her head to ask a word.

Feng Yiping suddenly realized that he had miscalculated. When he agreed to come here, he fell into her trap. Yes, there is no hotel in this building, but her home is here!

Seeing that Feng Yiping didn't answer, she raised her head again, her eyes were so hot that she could turn Bailian Steel into soft fingers.

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