Chapter 18 Can I Use the Musical Instruments

"Wanwan, you are here."

A woman's voice came from behind her. Lu Wanwan turned around and recognized her. She was one of the secretaries.

"What's up?" She opened her mouth.

With a smile on her face, Song Miaomiao held Lu Wanwan's arm intimately. "You've just come to the company. We should hold a welcome party for you. But we've been very busy recently. We can go out tonight."

"Yes, Wanwan. We will be colleagues in the future. We need to get along with each other for a long time."

"I remember that when Miaomiao came, she invited us to a big meal at the golden platform. I'm afraid that only Miaomiao can be so generous."

The rest of them spoke to help. Lu Wanwan's eyes darkened and finally understood their intention.

It turned out that they wanted her to pay.

However, these people had been in the Zhan Group for a long time. Maybe she could know something about her first child.

"Okay." Lu Wanwan agreed, "Then see you at the gate of the company after work."

When it was time to get off work, Lu Wanwan had just tidied up her stuff. When she went out, she found that Song Miaomiao was standing not far away. Obviously, she was waiting for her.

"Wanwan, we don't know what's going on here. The consumption is not low. If you have any difficulty, you can tell me first. I will help you."

Song Miaomiao asked with concern.

Seeing her like this, Lu Wanwan shook her head and refused, "It doesn't matter. As long as you are happy."

Hearing this, a hint of mockery flashed in Song Miaomiao's eyes. She had read the brief introduction of Lu Wanwan. It was not from a rich family at all. She would like to see how Lu Wanwan would end later.

After arriving at the destination, Lu Wanwan looked at the shining signboard above her head, slightly raised her eyebrows and looked a little surprised.

Dusk Club.

If the memory was right, this was that man's place.

"Wanwan, if you really can't do it, you have time to refuse now." Said Song Miaomiao.

Lu Wanwan looked sideways at her, which made her a little scared out of thin air. "Why should I refuse? Since I said it was a treat, I naturally want you to have a good time. Don't you think so?"

Hearing this, Song Miaomiao sneered in her heart. She was sure that when she knew the price inside, she would turn to her for help.

After they entered, they were quickly arranged near the stage by the attendants.

Lu Wanwan looked around and praised the decoration and furnishings of this place. It was perfect in her aesthetic sense. No wonder it was designed by that man.

The menu was placed in Song Miaomiao's hand. After ordering, the waiter served the wine soon.

Looking at the bottles of wine that were worth more than one hundred thousand, Lu Wanwan had a playful look in her eyes and a meaningful smile on her lips.

It seemed that Song Miaomiao really hated Lu Wanwan. She didn't know where she had offended Song Miaomiao.

"Wanwan, these are my daily necessities. I'm sure you won't mind." Song Miaomiao said, eyes with some to see the meaning of the play, "If you think the price is too high, you can ask someone to remove it."

"No need." Lu Wanwan smiled, "But I have something to ask you."

Hearing this, Song Miaomiao was confused. "What's the matter?"

Wasn't the most important thing right now to figure out how to pay the bill later?

"I've seen a little boy in the company before. He's so smart. Do you know who he is?" Lu Wanwan asked directly.

Boy? Smart?

Their faces changed slightly as they thought of the son of Mr. Zhan, the young devil king.

Song Miaomiao's eyes twinkled slightly, "Why do you ask this? How could there be a kid in the company? Who brought him here?"

"Really?"

Noticing the expressions on their faces, Lu Wanwan knew that they wouldn't tell her the truth.

"Of course. Did he do something to you?" Song Miaomiao asked tentatively.

If it was really Lu Wanwan who offended the devil king, she would have nothing to do in the future.

Knowing that they couldn't provide her with any useful information, the smile on Lu Wanwan's face faded, and her breath was somewhat cold. She turned her eyes to the stage on the other side.

When they first came here, someone was playing musical instruments there. Now they didn't know where they had gone.

When she was abroad, she hadn't been exposed to these for a long time.

Thinking of this, Lu Wanwan stood up and called the waiter to pay the bill. Then she said, "I suddenly remember that I have something else to do. I'm leaving now. Have a good time."

The smile on Song Miaomiao's face froze, and her nails were almost broken in the palm of her hand.

She had checked out just now. It was a black card that only belonged to the top VIP.

This was a card sent out by the boss of Dusk Club in person. No more than ten people owned it.

How could Lu Wanwan have this card!

Without knowing what was on her mind, Lu Wanwan quickly turned around and went into the bathroom. She quickly took off the things on her face, put on exquisite makeup, untied her long hair and draped it over her shoulder. All of a sudden, her amorous feelings were revealed.

When she went to Dusk Club again, many people's eyes were focused on her.

"Can I use the musical instruments on that table?"

Lu Wanwan called a servant and asked casually, pointing at the stage.

The waiter sniffed the fragrance from her body, and his ears were a little red. "Of course, it's prepared for the guests."

After getting the answer, Lu Wanwan went onto the stage without hesitation and sat on the chair of the drum. Holding the stick in her hand, she had a familiar feeling.

At the moment when the music node rang, she knocked on the first drum without hesitation. As the rhythm of the music became faster and faster, her speed also changed. Her eyes were focused on the drum, and she had a great feeling.

In the private room upstairs, Zhan Yeting was reading the plan in his hand. The drum that came into his ears interrupted his thoughts.

"Is this a new drummer?" The man raised his eyebrows and asked.

The man hesitated. He had the same guess as his boss.

Seeing the expression on his face, Zhan Yeting stood up and went out. He stood on the platform of the second floor and looked down. When he saw the woman for the first time, his eyes flashed with a hint of darkness.

When they first met, this woman stood outside the car and swore that she would compensate the about one million dollars. Now when they met for the second time, she had made a splash on the stage, which was really not in line with her temperament.

The man watched with great interest as Lu Wanwan abandoned the drumstick and ended the last music with a difficult move. Then she turned around and left the stage quickly.

Interesting.

"Investigate her identity." Zhan Yeting said in a deep voice.

In such a short time, he could meet Lu Wanwan two times. Was this the 'fate' between the two of them?

However, it could also be a result of ulterior motives.

Hearing the man's words, the subordinate couldn't figure out the man's thoughts, but he still obediently arranged them.