But alcohol makes my fantasies about women even more intense.
Eat well.
I paid the bill and Meng Zhiwei gave me a 40% discount.
When we walked out, Lao Meng followed us out.
"What time is the card game?"
"It starts at eight o'clock in the evening and leaves at around six o'clock in the evening. Just wait at the hot pot restaurant and we will drive to pick you up." Hua Qiuxia said.
"What if you don't come to pick me up?" Meng Zhiwei's face was full of resentment.
"You won't die if you miss a game. Just wait, someone will come to pick you up!"
Hua Qiuxia retorted to him.
The foot massage parlor was not far away, and she walked over with a hot and casual pace.
Looking at her back, I thought to myself, Sister Xia also has a kind of attitude towards life.
Seeing Lin Chan about to open the car door, I smiled and reminded her: "You drank a lot of beer, don't drive."
"Drunk and driving quietly, nothing."
"All right."
I got in Lin Chan's car and went to Fuyuan Community.
"Dong Hang, I suspect you don't have a driver's license."
"If I get married after I turn 30, I don't know who to get the marriage certificate with." I found that there was something wrong with my brain and my answer was irrelevant to the question.
"Stinky boy, I'm not talking about a marriage certificate, I'm talking about a driver's license. Haha, it seems to be the same."
"I have a driver's license. Although I don't drive often, I feel a special feeling when my hands touch the steering wheel."
"If you need a car, use mine."
Lin Chan began to sing in her Sichuan accent.
Feeling her sentiment, I felt like I had eaten another hotpot meal.
It's also very spicy and burns your mouth.
Back to Fuyuan Community.
Lin Chan said she was sleepy and wanted to take a nap first so that she would have enough energy to play cards in the evening.
I returned to my home, playing online games and fantasizing about the card game that night.
My intuition tells me that at least one of Yang Rong and Duan Hui is a con man.
…
evening.
I ate rice porridge and chive dumplings at Lin Chan's house.
Then he drove over, picked up Hua Qiuxia and Meng Zhiwei, and went to Haoting Manor, which was also in Chaoyang District, about ten kilometers away.
Looking at the scenery with the lights just coming on, Meng Zhiwei sighed: "I'm afraid this rain will turn into a continuous downpour."
I asked, "Lao Meng, who do you think of most on a rainy day?"
"Wife and children."
"Why divorce? Because you gamble?"
"She also plays cards. She likes playing mahjong very much. I don't know the specific reason for the divorce, but we broke up anyway." Meng Zhiwei lit a cigarette and smoked it melancholy.
Lin Chan, sitting in the passenger seat, said leisurely, "Chaoyang District is really big, and it's becoming more and more prosperous."
"Sister Lin, if you have the opportunity in the future, go to Guomao and open a restaurant."
"No, it's not that I'm afraid that I don't have the ability, but I don't want to be too tired. Life is just a dream. It's better to have fun than to make more money." Lin Chan snorted.
I listened with a smile, thinking to myself, if you don't have enough money, what's the point of playing?
Right in front of you is the Haoting Manor.
The gate looks very grand, the security is very responsible, and foreign vehicles need to be strictly registered.
Yang Rong came out to pick us up, which saved us a lot of trouble.
Lin Chan drove the car in, and what appeared before her were more than twenty residential buildings, all of which were high-rise.
The community environment is great, with green belts, rockery and fountains...
Building 7.
We took the elevator upstairs and arrived at Yang Rong's house.
Yang Rong, wearing a long dress and graceful figure, looked at me with a smile: "Look, handsome boy, this is your home, a duplex, a total of 360 square meters."
Looking at Yang Rong's baby face, which wasn't particularly pretty but very attractive, I smiled and said, "Sister Rong, this is our first meeting, don't scare me. How did your home become my home?"
"I've supported you and kicked your husband out. Doesn't this become your home?"
Yang Rong's fierce words made me take three steps back and almost hide behind Lin Chan.
Lin Chan jumped lightly and moved aside, not intending to protect me.
Meng Zhiwei, who was standing by, was very envious and definitely hoped that Yang Rong was talking to him.
In the luxurious living room, we sat down on the solid wood and leather sofa.
Looking up at the crystal chandelier, I actually felt a little dizzy.
I was born and raised in Beijing, but this is the first time I have seen such a luxurious residence.
I don’t know what kind of house my mother and her second man live in.
A door opened, which should be the bathroom.
A man who was about 1.7 meters tall but weighed about 200 kilograms walked over.
"My friends are here."
A warm smile graced the old man's fat face.
We all smiled and nodded.
Yang Rong ate grapes and proudly introduced herself, "My husband, Duan Hui, is the owner of Dahui Gold and Jewelry Store in Xicheng District. We mainly deal in gold and diamond jewelry."
Several of us greeted Duan Hui.
Duan Hui sat on the sofa diagonally opposite me and started to make tea.
When I smelled the fragrance of West Lake Longjing tea, I thought of the West Lake Longjing tea that Aunt Haitang mailed to me.
Next spring, I will receive tea sent by Haitang from Hangzhou again.
"Tea, friends."
Duan Hui speaks in a very charming way.
Just hearing his voice, one can easily think of a very handsome and gentlemanly middle-aged man.
Seeing me pick up the teacup, Duan Hui smiled and said, "I wasn't as handsome as you when I was young. Have you ever thought about getting into the film and television industry? I know people there."
"Uncle Duan..."
"Calling me Brother Hui makes me look younger. I'm already fifty-five, twenty years older than Rongrong. Why did I marry Yang Rong in the first place? You're totally heartless!"
"Brother Hui, it's not too late for you to have a change of heart now. Give me half of the family property and let's call it a divorce." Yang Rong said with a laugh.
"Rongrong, don't make such jokes in front of your friends. Aren't you afraid that you won't even have the chance to leave the house?"
In an instant, Duan Hui's face turned dark, and he exuded the aura of a gangster boss.
"whee……"
Yang Rong smiled sweetly and snuggled into Duan Hui's arms, "Call those poker friends."
"We're all on the way, no need to call."
Duan Hui looked at me and said, "After hearing what you said three days ago, I roughly knew who you were. You should live in Fuyuan Community, and your father's name is Dong Yongqiang."
"Uncle Duan, do you know my dad?"
"This kid, he can't do it again? Call him Brother Hui."
"Brother Hui, you..."
"Your father used to be a chef at Kaitai Restaurant in Sanlitun, and I'm friends with the owner of Kaitai Restaurant.
I invited some friends to Kaitai for dinner a while ago and asked your dad to cook some Sichuan dishes. They tasted really good.
Duan Hui said calmly.
I don't feel comfortable answering the call.
To put it bluntly, they are the respected diners, and my father is just the cook who serves them.
How can such a superficial friendship bring me face?
"I know your stepfather, too."
Duan Hui's words were very profound.
In an instant, I felt myself exploding!
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