Lao Wu brought Guan Wenbai to a booth near the handrail. From a distance, they spotted a man in a beige windbreaker sitting on a red velvet sofa. His eyebrows were sharp, his nose was like a peak, and his deep eyes, when they casually glanced at him, gave people a sense of nervousness, as if their inner thoughts were being seen through.
The other person was obviously just sitting there leisurely, but his strong aura and huge sense of oppression were so far away that it made people sweat on their backs.
Guan Wenbai worked so hard for so long and finally met the real person, but the impression the real person left on him was even deeper than he had expected.
"Hello, I'm Yan Xin." Yan Xin suddenly stood up and extended his hand to shake hands.
As soon as he stood up, Guan Wenbai's face turned dark and he cursed in his heart, "He's too tall! He's ten centimeters taller than me."
"Hello, I'm Guan Wenbai. I've long heard of you."
Yan Xin curled his lips, and the two of them quickly shook hands with their right hands, then separated and sat down separately.
"please."
Guan Wenbai hurriedly thanked him, feeling uncomfortable with Lao Wu and Yan Xin's behavior, which seemed to have been measured with a ruler.
He had never pulled out a chair for anyone in his life, and this was the first time someone pulled out a chair for him.
"Mr. Guan, are you a local? Did you grow up in Beijing?" Yan Xin held the wine glass in his hand, playing with it unconsciously.
The amber liquid and the carved round ice ball reflected a dazzling and dazzling color under the light. Together with Yan Xin's slender fingers, it was like a beautiful painting.
Guan Wenbai couldn't help but take another look. This person who seemed to have come down from heaven was really different from him, a rough guy who grew up rolling in the mud with his childhood friends and playing mischief on the streets.
Guan Wenbai felt uncomfortable all over, as if everything he said or did was wrong.
"Yes! I've been playing in the alleys since I was little, and when I grew up, I was mischievous on the streets." Guan Wenbai said self-deprecatingly, "I'm not very educated, I'm sorry to make you laugh, Mr. Yan."
"Don't be modest. Old Five thinks highly of you." Yan Xin praised. His deep eyes, which seemed to penetrate people's hearts, casually passed over Guan Wenbai's face, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
"I heard Mr. Guan likes to play football?"
"Just messing around." Guan Wenbo would have boasted in front of anyone else, but he felt hesitant to do so in front of Yan Xin. Yan Xin had seen a lot, and if he let his boast get blown, it would be a disaster. "Just a little exercise with a bunch of buddies, is Mr. Yan interested?"
"I like watching football matches. If you are interested, I would like to invite you to watch the World Cup next year."
Yan Xin's speech and behavior are low-key and very graceful. Although he is in a superior position, his aura is so strong that it oppressive when he is silent.
But when he talks to you, the sense of distance will be invisibly reduced, making people feel like they are in the spring breeze and feel happy and respectful from the bottom of their hearts.
Guan Wenbai has dealt with many bigwigs, all of whom were either arrogant or aggressive. Yan Xin was obviously more powerful than all of them, but he was more low-key than all of them.
Guan Wenbai wanted to scold him, calling him a fake foreign devil, but he was too embarrassed. At the same time, he was secretly alert because people like him were often more terrifying. They were obviously younger than him, but they didn't have the arrogance of youth at all.
Despite being in a high position, he remains frighteningly restrained.
Guan Wenbai asked himself if he could do it, because he made money and still liked to drink and brag with his buddies!
"World Cup tickets are out of reach for most people. Even the paperwork for leaving the country is difficult, let alone tickets." Guan Wenbai grew increasingly wary. "For such a great opportunity, I must thank you in advance."
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