The evening business cocktail party was held in a manor, and many bigwigs from Chicago's financial world came.

Josnian only brought the driver, Lao Yang, and no one else with him.

The flowers in the manor are fragrant, mixed with the aroma of red wine, and even the air is permeated with fragrance. The gentle sound of the piano is playing, and there is the accompaniment of the violin, and the surroundings are very lively.

At such a reception, the ratio of men to women is about 1:1. Men and women dance on the dance floor with graceful and graceful dance steps.

Most men wear suits, gentlemen and decent, while women wear various evening dresses, beautiful and generous.

Josnian chatted with the chairman of the trading bank for a long time.

Chatting and drinking are inevitable.

It had only been a few days since the last stomachache, but Josnian couldn't shirk it and could only keep drinking the red wine in his glass.

From time to time, people would come and invite him to dance.

He used the excuse that he couldn't jump and pushed away.

There are many perfume lilies placed in the corner. The fragrance of lilies is the strongest and spreads throughout the hall.

The crystal chandelier exudes dazzling light, making the hall resplendent, luxurious and high-profile.

When the wine is strong, the aroma of red wine fills the living room.

There were sounds of laughter, conversation, and cheering, it was so lively.

Josnian drank too much. He walked out of the hall and stood under a banyan tree in the manor, blowing the cold wind.

The wind at night was a bit cold, and it felt like I had been soaked in cold water on my face.

My head hurts a little, and my mind is filled with ups and downs of emotions.

Josnian lit a cigarette and suppressed his emotions. The smell of nicotine could easily numb his nerves.

He looked at the stars in the sky in the distance, and he took a deep breath in his chest. He didn't know what emotion he was feeling, and he couldn't explain it.

After taking a few puffs of cigarettes, the headache was relieved a lot, but the drunkenness was still there.

When the wind blew, all the wine I drank was pressed into my stomach, feeling bitter and astringent.

Josnian frowned and his eyes darkened.

The sound of piano came from the hall not far away. It was a classic "Rhapsody in Blue". The music was gentle, like gurgling water.

Josnian was tired and stood under the big tree with his legs crossed.

In the darkness, the cigarette butts between his fingers were extinguished and flickering with light.

Although he drank a lot, his consciousness was still very clear and he was still thinking about the project.

Banking, financing...

There was a distant depth in his eyes.

"You bastard, we have broken up, please stop pestering me!"

Suddenly, a girl's voice came from not far away, it was clear and sweet, full of resentment and coquettishness.

Josnian put away his emotions and looked somewhere not far away.

A girl of sixteen or seventeen looked angrily at the boy of about the same age in front of her.

The boy also had a large bouquet of roses in his hand. The fiery red petals were particularly beautiful under the moonlight.

"Baby, it's my fault. I was wrong. Please forgive me. I shouldn't have made you angry."

"Wrong, wrong, wrong? What's wrong?"

"I..." The boy thought for a long time and his eyes lit up. "The fault is that I didn't make you happy in time. Anyway, it's all my fault. As long as you don't like me, I even made the mistake of breathing!"

The girl burst out laughing and snorted: "I have no intention of forgiving you."

"Baby, if you don't forgive me, I will send you flowers every day. I will buy all the flower shops in Chicago and give them to you!"
Chapter completed!