The richest man Yang Fei

Han Yiyi said: "I don't have any other hobbies. I just love reading. When I was buying books, I realized that books are really expensive, and there are so many books I want to buy. Now that the salary is higher, it's better. What books do you want to buy? I can buy them all. In the past, I could only borrow books from the library. Sometimes I have to wait a month for a book.”

"I thought your hobby was dancing."

"That's just for dancing and having fun. It's not a hobby."

The two sat opposite each other, drinking and chatting.

Yang Fei did not quit smoking and drinking. When he got drunk, he took out his cigarette and suddenly realized that it was not at his home, so he put it back.

"It's okay, you smoke it. In my room, there is the smell of books, powder, and wine, but the smell of cigarettes is missing. You just smoke it for me." Han Yiyi smiled considerately.

Yang Fei: "..."

"There is a song and dance hall downstairs. Do you want to go down and have fun?" Han Yiyi said, "But the grade is not high, and the dancers in it are also from nearby people."

"It's too late?"

"Anyway, tomorrow is the weekend, so I don't go to work! Go! I haven't danced for a long time!"

"Is it too much overtime?"

"No, I don't have a suitable dance partner. I wanted to ask you out several times, but I didn't dare."

"Why not?"

"It's just a coward."

"I think you are very brave today! You invited me to come home."

"Because, today we are destined! I went to Muse, and I met you. I worked overtime, and you worked overtime with me."

Yang Fei laughed, clinked glasses with her, and drank the red wine in the glass.

She told him to wait a while, closed the balcony door, and entered the bedroom.

Yang Fei put down his cup and looked at her bookcase.

Her bookcase is not big, but it can hold a hundred books.

Yang Fei took a quick look and found that she had read every book.

Like Yang Fei, she likes to annotate when reading a book. When she encounters a good sentence or a paragraph, she will draw a wavy line below it. The next time she revisits it, she will know what is the essence and what is the place where she has felt.

The balcony door opened, and Han Yiyi changed out of her professional skirt, wearing a floral light yellow skirt, a pair of taupe-colored high-heeled sandals, and a delicate rose gold female watch, and her hair was no longer coiled. Draped down, with some natural curls.

Yang Fei looked at her.

"What's wrong? Doesn't this dress look good?" She turned around and her skirt flew up.

"It's beautiful, it looks like a different person. I thought it was some fairy who came down to earth!" Yang Fei smiled lightly, and put the book back on the shelf.

"Let's go!" Han Yiyi smiled sweetly, stuffed the unfinished red wine, put it back on the bookcase, and said, "There is still half a bottle, save it for your next visit."

"Oh, then next time I come, do I have to bring my own wine?"

"Ah?" Han Yiyi laughed so hard that her flowers trembled.

The two went downstairs.

The street lights outside the community were dim, and there were few pedestrians.

The shops on the street are not yet closed.

The proprietress of a fruit shop was fanning half of the unsold watermelon with a cattail fan. Seeing Han Yiyi, she smiled and said, "Yiyi, is this your boyfriend?"

Han Yiyi said: "It's my friend."

"That's my boyfriend! He's so handsome! He's a good match for you!" The proprietress laughed.

Han Yiyi smiled shyly, and said to Yang Fei: "Are we really a good match? Why does everyone think you are my boyfriend?"

Yang Fei said: "The main reason is that I am handsome, my husband."

"..."

The dance hall is on the second floor diagonally across the street.

The business inside is better than Yang Fei imagined. Many of them are middle-aged men and women, who are not particular about their clothes, and some are dancing ballroom dancing in beach shorts.

The environment is also very general, smoky.

Yang Fei frowned.

In the past, he probably lived in this kind of place.

However, the current him feels so uncomfortable when he enters such a place!

Han Yiyi smiled and said, "Is it too noisy? Or, stop dancing?"

Yang Fei said: "Let me take you somewhere!"

Han Yiyi didn't ask where she was going, but just hummed.

She thought that Yang Fei would take her to the most luxurious dance hall or nightclub in the city.

However, she guessed wrong.

When the car stopped, she looked at the sign outside and asked in surprise, "Yacht club?"

Yang Fei smiled and said, "Come on!"

He called Feng Ruolan.

Yacht clubs also work at night, because most of the rich like to hold carnival parties at night, and even unspeakable all-night big gambling games.

Feng Ruolan immediately ran out of the club after receiving the call.

"You are here? What about Chen Mo and the others?" Yang Fei asked in surprise.

"Secretary Chen and the others have already gone back. They only visited the Neijiang River and did not go to sea." Feng Ruolan smiled and said, "Mr. Yang, do you want to use a boat?"

Chapter 1589 I really don't know where he got his sense of superiority!

The yacht sailed slowly on the river.

The deck where the party is held can be used as a stage.