Genius club

Bright incandescent lights lay down.

Shining on the dark red invitation.

The fire-lacquer seal reflected a strange red light, making Lin Xian unable to see the lines on it.

Lin Xian remained calm and looked at Zhao Yingjun:

"For me?"

"Yes."

Zhao Yingjun's earrings reflected the incandescent light, shining brightly, and her eyes were smiling:

"Isn't that surprising?"

"It was a bit unexpected."

Lin Xian stepped forward and picked up the invitation.

When he touched this material...

Just understand.

This is not an invitation letter from the Genius Club, it is completely different from Zhao Yingjun's one.

This invitation has a more high-end plush feel to the touch, not ordinary cardboard.

Lin Xian held it in front of his eyes and looked at the coat of arms imprinted on the sealed wax block, and immediately saw a familiar name.

East China Sea Chamber of Commerce.

"I didn't expect that Chu Shanhe would actually send you an invitation."

Zhao Yingjun put his elbows on the desk, supported his chin, and looked at Lin Xian:

“For the most solemn event every year, the [East China Sea Chamber of Commerce New Year’s Dinner], invitations are generally not sent to people outside the chamber of commerce.”

"Of course... this is not absolute. In fact, Chu Shanhe still sends invitations to many celebrities or big figures in the East China Sea every year. After all, this is his private banquet, and he can invite whoever he wants."

"But your invitation..."

Zhao Yingjun smiled and shook his head:

"I really don't understand your picture. Do you have any personal relationship with Chu Shanhe?"

"No."

Lin Xian couldn't understand it himself.

Why would Chu Shanhe send himself a dinner invitation letter?

He is not a member of the East China Sea Chamber of Commerce.

Second, he is not a famous big shot in the East China Sea.

San and Chu Shanhe didn't have any personal friendship. The only time they talked was at the MX Company's celebration banquet.

But it was only for Zhao Yingjun's sake that Chu Shanhe said a few words to him.

With such a thin surface, he should be ineligible to receive this invitation letter.

You can't...

Is it because I became popular flying over the viaduct in the past two days?

That's certainly not the case.

Lin Xian rejected this stupid idea.

Chu Shanhe would never send an invitation letter to a person specifically for this kind of thing. That would be too funny.

"I can't figure it out either."

Lin Xian shook his head:

"Could it be that you gave me one for your sake?"

"How is that possible? What are you thinking about? Lin Xian." Zhao Yingjun lowered his head and smiled:

"What face can I have in Chushanhe?"

"But in short, this invitation letter is indeed sent to you. This afternoon, people from Shanhe Group came to the company to send me invitation letters. They gave me two directly and told me by name that this one is yours. ”

"Open it and take a look."

Listen.

Lin Xian picked out the fire seal and opened the folded page.

Inside is a very official invitation terminology.

The time and place of the East China Sea Chamber of Commerce New Year Dinner were explained.

The location is a private club in Chushanhe, and the time is seven o'clock in the evening the day after tomorrow.

On the header of the invitation, the words Lin Xian were written with a strong and powerful pen... Lin Xian was not sure whether these two words were written by Chu Shanhe himself, but the writing was strong and powerful, and it seemed that he had some calligraphy skills. . …. .

"It's quite mysterious."

Lin Xian closed the invitation.

He didn't really want to go.

He has no interest in this kind of dinner, not to mention that it is an internal dinner of Donghai Chamber of Commerce... He went there without knowing anyone, which was not embarrassing enough.

But in order to gain Zhao Yingjun's trust, he deliberately set up a persona in front of her that was eager for success and hoped to achieve a career.

If you show no interest now...it seems inappropriate.

Now, it was just one step away from becoming Zhao Yingjun's secretary, knowing the password to the office password door, and seeing the invitation letter to the Genius Club, but he couldn't let his success fall by the wayside.

"But since Chu Shanhe has sent me an invitation letter, it would be too disrespectful not to go."

Lin Xian shook the invitation letter in his hand:

"Anyway, I don't have anything to do the night after tomorrow, so I'll just go and see it."

Zhao Yingjun nodded:

"It's good to get in touch with those big shots. It will definitely be helpful to your future career."

"Then see you at the banquet the day after tomorrow."

boom.

After leaving Zhao Yingjun's office, the double coded door behind him closed with a bang.

Lin Xian curled his lips.

Zhao Yingjun hasn’t thought about it yet?

When are you going to announce the appointment of your secretary... He is about to go home for the New Year. Could it be that the opportunity to see the invitation letter to the Genius Club will be postponed until after the new year?

"probably not."

Zhao Yingjun has always acted competently--\u003e\u003e

, never sloppily.

Once she decides something, she will put it into action very quickly, and I think it will only be in the next few days.

Ding----

There was a crisp sound.

The elevator door in front of me slowly opened...

…

On the outskirts of Donghai City, there is a villa near the lake.

With the faint sound of bearing rotation, this complicated and expensive mahogany double door was pushed open by a pair of dry and wrinkled old hands.

Inside the house, a fair-skinned young man sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window that occupied the front wall. The moonlight shone beside him, and the fluorescent light from the laptop hit his slender face, making the young man look like an ice sculpture covered with frost.

"..."

Seeing this scene, the old man was speechless:

"I think this cat-and-mouse game is no longer necessary... You defeated Ji Lin, and you won completely. If the mouse doesn't leave the house, the cat won't be able to catch you, no matter how powerful it is."

"It's just that the only thing you have to worry about is... rats are short-lived animals. Do you want to compete with that cat to survive longer? Or do you want to kill me first before you go out to bask in the sun?"

"You're here just in time, Arrogant." Ji Lin didn't raise his head, still staring at the laptop screen, sliding the mouse wheel with his right middle finger:

"I need you to do something for me."

"What's up?"

"I need an invitation...to the East China Sea Chamber of Commerce New Year's Dinner. Are you familiar with Chu Shanhe, the president of the East China Sea Chamber of Commerce?"

The old man shook his head:

"That kind of little person... can't stand my eyes."

"Don't say that, arrogant, didn't you also start your career in Donghai City?"

"Haha, even so, when I was prosperous in Donghai City, Chu Shanhe was just a little kid. We are not on the same level."…. .

"Anyway, I need an invitation letter to the East China Sea Chamber of Commerce New Year Dinner."

"Okay, it's not difficult."

The old man answered easily and didn't take it seriously at all:

"Although strong dragons cannot overwhelm local cowards, it's just a dinner invitation, so it's not that difficult. Just leave it to me."

"It's rare that you would make a request to me... I guess you really want to go out to catch mice this time, right?"

"Absolutely." Ji Lin put down the mouse, stretched his arms and smiled:

"At least it's time to say hello."

"very good."

The old man was very satisfied:

"Then I can leave Donghai with peace of mind. The next time we meet may be a few months later... I hope I can hear your good news by then."

"Why did it take so long this time?" Ji Lin raised his head:

"Still going back to Brooklyn?"

The old man nodded:

"It's Chinese New Year, and I do have to go back to Brooklyn, but besides that, I have other things to do abroad. The historical confusion caused by the research materials published by Xu Yun is huge... My work also a lot of."

"Brooklyn, you really like this place."

"Because... there are my old friends there." The old man pressed the brim of his hat:

"We have to pay homage to them."

"It's been many years, right? Since I can remember, you would go to Brooklyn every year at this time."

"It has indeed been many years..."

The old man's voice was hoarse and full of scars from time:

"It's much earlier than you think, Ji Lin... the summer of 1952, it's really too long ago..."

"After so many years, I have actually forgotten what they looked like, but I still remember the feeling of being with them... Every time I think of them, I miss them as if it was yesterday."

Ji Lin looked at the sad old man:

"I rarely hear you mention friends. I always thought you only had Xu Yun as a friend."

"People still have to have a few friends, and you do the same, Ji Lin."

The old man opened the mahogany door with his withered hands, and the warm yellow light from the courtyard shone in, shrouding the old man in glory.

Standing next to a Lincoln sedan outside the door was a driver in a black suit and white gloves. The car did not turn off. It seemed that the old man did not intend to stay here for too long, but just came to say goodbye.

"By the way, Ji Lin, I have one more thing to tell you."

The old man turned his head, and the warm yellow light illuminated his outline, giving it a golden edge:

"I was away for so long this time, and I felt very worried about you, so I called [Jealousy] to assist you."

"Assist or supervise?"

"It's assistance, Ji Lin. Although I always say that you are lazy, most of them are just complaints about hating iron for not being able to make steel. In fact, I am very satisfied with you in all aspects."

"Thank you for your approval."

Ji Lin put the Rhine Cat doll on the table and leaned against the cabinet facing the door:

"Then can you find someone else? I don't like [jealousy]."

"That's fine."

The old man chuckled:

"[Jealousy] doesn't like you either, and even said the same thing as you. But this is your job, try to be friends."

Ji Lin yawned and scratched his hair:

“What about the [jealous] people?”

"I'm not talking about now... [Jealousy] won't be able to come to the East China Sea to find you until after the New Year."

"After the New Year?"

Ji Lin couldn't help but laugh:

"Our evil organization still has annual leave? Why do we have to celebrate the New Year?"

"You usually--\u003e\u003e

It would be great if Ji Lin had this kind of awareness. "The old man walked out of the room:

"[Jealousy] I want to go back to my hometown of Hangzhou."

Dry and wrinkled hands closed the door:

"Going to a...class reunion."

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