"Whether he is doing it for you or not, you have to at least go and see him, right?"
Lan Shan didn't say much and left Song Xiang with the address of a club.
"Mr. Song, I hope you can make it clear to him. We are getting engaged at the end of the year. I have a bad temper and don't like others touching my things."
Song Xiang walked into the elevator and thought of Lan Shan's warning, feeling ridiculous.
It wasn't that she was afraid of Lanshan, she just thought about Duan Ge's help before, so she had to clarify the matter no matter what, and she had to explain clearly what needed to be explained.
The club where Duan Ge works is called Beauty Square, which is famous as a gold-selling cave and a gray area known to everyone in the industry.
Lu Zechen's group of young masters from well-known families are usually not willing to go there, just because they don't want to get dirty.
Song Xiang didn't want to get close, but Duan Ge was really in that place.
She called Gu Lian and spoke to a manager of Beauty Square in advance. The other party gave Gu Lian face and found someone to wait outside.
As soon as he arrived at the scene, the waiting bartender led Song Xiang inside.
After entering the door, the smell of perfume hits your nose, and the decoration style is completely different from that of Gemdale.
Everywhere he went, there were all kinds of unsightly scenes, and Song Xiang couldn't help but frown.
After finally arriving at Duan Ge's box, the bartender left in a hurry.
There was no other way, Song Xiang could only knock on the door himself.
Probably because the music inside was too loud and no one came to turn it on for a long time, Song Xiang took a breath and kicked her directly.
Sure enough, the music inside stopped.
The door was opened from the inside.
The person who opened the door was a man with dyed green hair. He looked around Song Xiang with squinted eyes.
"Oh, she is a beauty."
Song Xiang didn't squint his eyes and spoke coldly: "I'm looking for Duan Ge."
"Looking for Mr. Duan?"
The other party opened the door and smiled obscenely, "Young Master Duan is busy, I don't have time to care about you."
Song Xiang looked inside and saw Duan Ge lying among a group of women. He was most likely drunk.
She ignored the gangster who opened the door, pushed him away, and rushed in aggressively.
Everyone inside was stunned. Lu Mao reacted and started to curse, reaching out to grab Song Xiang's shoulder.
Song Xiang was well prepared. He spotted a bottle of whiskey and hit the opponent on the head with the bottle!
Bang!
The ground was covered with debris, and Lu Mao fell to the ground. He was mostly awake from the wine, but had no strength to get up.
Song Xiang threw away half of the wine bottle and shouted, "Get out of here!"
The box was full of low-class people, and the people surrounding Duan Ge were all young ladies from the club. Seeing Song Xiang's extraordinary temperament, they all thought she was from a certain family, and no one dared to make trouble.
Duan Ge was groggy and could vaguely see the person in front of him. He squinted his eyes and opened his mouth: "Song Xiang?"
Song Xiang walked over, pulled him up from the crowd of women, turned around and took a large glass of ice water, and poured it all over his head without ceremony.
All the women were worried about being implicated and quickly dispersed.
Duan Ge was awakened by the cold water and subconsciously wanted to get angry. His eyes focused and he saw Song Xiang in front of him.
"Is it really you?"
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, "What's going on with you? Do you think this ghost place is your home?"
Duan Ge wiped his face and stared at Song Xiang for a long time, then hugged her.
"Song Xiang..."
He repeated it over and over again, his voice hoarse, which was obviously caused by long-term corrosion of the vocal cords by alcohol.
Song Xiang was speechless and pulled the person off his body.
"Get up first, let's go out."
Duan Ge was overjoyed to see her and would not refuse anything she said.