719: Chapter 708: Disaster 719: Chapter 708: Disaster “I do want to, because here, I feel like I can truly learn something!” Xiao Hua said earnestly, “I want to properly train myself.”
“Then it’s up to you.
As your brother, that’s all I can help you with.” Song Yun turned and snapped his fingers at a waiter not far in front of him, a waiter who had been watching Song Yun closely since he entered and hurried over to his side.
“Brother Song, what can I do for you?” the waiter bowed and asked.
“My sister here will come to the venue tomorrow for training and learning.
Take good care of her and let her learn as much as possible,” Song Yun said with a smile.
The waiter glanced at Xiao Hua and expressed a knowing look, saying, “Brother Song, I’ll let everyone know.
But you still have to speak to Black Flood Dragon about it personally.”
“Mhm, okay.” Song Yun nodded.
Black Flood Dragon was currently in charge of the venue, and Song Yun indeed needed to have a word with him.
After a brief phone call with Black Flood Dragon to explain the situation, Song Yun felt there was no need to stay in such a place any longer.
Since Xiao Hua would be here for an internship tomorrow, there would be plenty of time to get in touch with all sorts of riff-raff.
Song Yun was originally reluctant to let a student come into contact with these things too early, but then he thought that Xiao Hua would have to deal with these matters once she truly entered society.
Rather than waiting to learn then, it was better to start now.
If Xiao Hua really had the talent, Song Yun wouldn’t mind handing over some of his business to her.
Of course, if she didn’t have the talent, he wouldn’t make a fuss.
Being his sister meant that her life was destined to be extraordinary.
“Alright, have a drink as a welcome to your entry into this big dye vat of society tomorrow,” Song Yun said, asking someone to bring two glasses of foreign wine.
“There’s going to be a lot for you to learn!”
“Mhm!” Xiao Hua held the wine, somewhat nervous as this was her first time drinking foreign wine.
She tentatively took a sip, and a very sharp and uncomfortable taste spread from her mouth.
She nearly spat it out but eventually managed to swallow it down after some effort.
“Heh, drink slowly,” Song Yun leaned against the table, drinking his wine glass by glass.
By the time they left the bar it was past midnight, and Song Yun didn’t take Xiao Hua home, because she had already called to say she wouldn’t be sleeping at home.
Sitting in the car, Song Yun was a bit conflicted, where should he take Xiao Hua?
To a hotel?
That would be most normal, but now it was just the two of them, a young man and woman alone.
Even though Xiao Hua wasn’t as beautiful as girls her age who wore makeup, her temperament alone was far superior.
Xiao Hua, not yet 20, already had the aura of a beautiful woman.
This sort of woman, although his sister, was only a sworn sister after all.
Would taking her to a hotel give people the wrong idea?
Or should he let her go back to his place?
That didn’t seem right either.
Right now, to the women in the villa, he appeared as a complete womanizer.
Although everyone knew Xiao Hua was his sister, if Song Yun truly brought Xiao Hua back to the villa, it could provoke thoughts among them, such as grooming a young girl and the like.
Although Song Yun rather liked grooming a young girl, he didn’t want to be misunderstood.
After much contemplation, Song Yun still decided to take Xiao Hua to a hotel, of course, a hotel under his name, a five-star one right next to Yellow Springs.
He booked a double room and took Xiao Hua inside.
Of course, Song Yun wasn’t going to stay the night.
“Okay, I’m off.
You should rest well here.
Tomorrow I’ll have someone come and pick you up.
You follow the people from the club and learn as much as you can.
With my face out there, they won’t refuse to teach you.
It all depends on what you can learn,” Song Yun said.
“Mhm, I got it!” Xiao Hua nodded and said, “Thank you, Brother.”
“You’re my sister, of course,” Song Yun spoke, and as he turned to leave, Xiao Hua grabbed his hand and then tiptoed to give him a kiss on the face, saying, “Brother, goodnight.”
“Hehe, goodnight.” Song Yun touched the spot where he was kissed, smiled, and left the room.
Too many things happened today, so many more than usual, that even Song Yun felt a great sense of weariness, not just physically but also mentally.
After returning to the villa, Song Yun didn’t entangle himself with the women who were lively at night after having slept in the afternoon but went straight to his room to sleep.
Before sleeping, Song Yun’s heart inexplicably twitched twice.
He frowned, that bad feeling returned.
What exactly was going to happen?
As Song Yun lay in bed thinking things over, Wang Hu had just left the clubhouse, feeling full of energy.
What Wang Hu didn’t see was that a black, unlicensed Audi had, at some point, started following behind his car.
“I’ll be home in half an hour.
Hmm, has our son stopped troubling you?” Wang Hu spoke into the phone.
A gentle voice came from the other end, “No, he’s quietly staying inside now.
The doctor said he’ll be born in about a week or so.”
“Good, my Wang Family is finally going to have a descendant,” Wang Hu said excitedly, “I really owe it to you, wife, I’ve been so busy that we haven’t had time to get our marriage certificate yet.
Once I’m done with this busy period, believe me, I will arrange a wedding for you that no one else can match.
Are you hungry, wife?”
“Hu Zi, we grew up together, and I trust you.
You’re not the kind of person to go back on your word.
Alright, stop being sappy, big man; come back and bring some food, your son is so hungry he’s kicking my stomach.”
“Okay then, I’ll bring back some porridge for you,” Wang Hu said and then hung up the phone.
He turned the steering wheel and headed towards a nearby congee shop.
This was a 24-hour congee shop located in downtown Sunan, though not near the city center.
The entrance of the congee shop was lined with motorcycles.
It was nearing midnight, and many people who worked the night shift came here for congee, so the business was good.
“Old Wang, give me two orders of century egg and lean pork congee and two beef cakes,” Wang Hu said as he got out of the car to the middle-aged man frying fritters.
“Ha, Brother Wang, you’re out getting something sweet for your wife again?” the middle-aged man baking cakes called out loudly, “Your wife should be about to give birth, right?”
“Mhm, mhm, in about a week.
In a week I’ll be a father, haha!” Wang Hu grinned, not appearing in the least bit like the boss he was.
The two orders of century egg and lean pork congee were quickly packed up, and the fritters were freshly fried, steaming hot.
“Here.” Wang Hu handed a hundred yuan bill to Old Wang, and then said, “Keep the change.
Keep that money here and deduct it the next time I buy.”
“Okay, if your wife gives birth, remember to let me know, right?
I’ll definitely visit to congratulate you!” Old Wang laughed as he took the hundred yuan.
“Definitely, definitely,” Wang Hu said, carrying the congee back to his car.
Just then, a black sedan suddenly shot out from the side, charging towards Wang Hu.
Wang Hu was very quick to react, dodging the car’s impact with a swift sidestep.
The sedan missed Wang Hu on the first strike and screeched to a halt.
Several young men rushed out of the car, each holding a machete over half a meter long.