Hello Chen Jirong

After dinner, the three drunk men separated from Li Ganggui and Lin Xinyi because they couldn't drive, and then got a double room in a nearby hotel.Just like Chen Jirong's graduation season seven years ago, they didn't come home at night, just to go out and have a drink, and then go to the hotel to sleep soundly.

Although I didn't have a good drink today, but after a long absence, I have a lot of things to say in my heart.

Speaking of which, the three of them even nicknamed themselves League of Old Men at the time. Chen Jirong also beautified it a bit and changed it to a cool English name: Leagueofoldmale.

One of them picked a bottle of liquor at the old place, and the three of them opened the lid and clinked glasses to drink after returning to the hotel.

"For the first time in five years!" Zhao Zhiqiang said.

"Long time no see!" Su Yifan said.

"Cheers!" Chen Jirong grinned.

The hot white wine entered the throat and jumped into the stomach, and suddenly felt a rush of heat from the stomach.Chen Jirong didn't drink baijiu for a long time, and when he drank it suddenly, he even felt a little choked.

"Oh, it looks like you can't do it, haven't you been drinking?" Zhao Zhiqiang laughed.

"No, I've had wine, but I didn't drink white wine." Chen Jirong took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, distributed them one by one, and smoked one himself. "Tell me about your recent situation. My affairs have been finished by Hong Kong Returnee and Xinyi 8."

"It's like that for me. In the past two years, I didn't make much money by traveling here and there. Instead, I traveled all over China. I went to Inner Mongolia, went down to Hainan Island, and even went to Malaysia, haha!" Zhao Zhiqiang laughed. .

"What about you?" Chen Jirong asked Su Yifan, "Are you still making music?"

At that time, their department was the school's art troupe, and Su Yifan could play the guitar and write songs, and Chen Jirong was shocked when they recruited new students.

"It's gone. It's too late to write codes. Where's the time to write music?" Su Yifan said, and then lifted the wine bottle. Chen Jirong and Zhao Zhiqiang understood and clinked glasses immediately.

"It's not easy!" Chen Jirong sighed and shook his head.

"What about you, just listen to Hong Kong Gui and Xinyi's gossip about you, what about other aspects?" Su Yifan asked.

"It's not too high. After building that landmark building, I set up a studio with Ganggui. The biggest project so far is Longgang Airport. The others are small villas or commercial houses." Chen Jirong said.

"Not bad." Zhao Zhiqiang said, "I remember that when we graduated, you had just changed jobs. Not long afterward, I heard that you made a landmark. Yifan and I were shocked."

"Out of the three of us, you are the most powerful now, drink!" Su Yifan said.

Chen Jirong laughed.

"Then who is it? Hong Kong Gui said he entered your studio, what's going on?" Zhao Zhiqiang asked.

At that time, the three of them went out to drink, partly because Chen Jirong graduated, and partly because Chen Jirong collapsed to the extreme because of Luo Jing's incident at that time, and even looked for death for a while.

"Who knows, my studio is attached to the design institute. It is said to be a personal studio, but it is actually a group of a firm under the design institute. It is not easy for the firm to put someone in for me." Chen Jirong said helplessly. "But it doesn't matter, seven years have passed, I don't care who he is, as long as the drawings are good."

"Hey, it seems that you really let go. When you graduated, you still looked sad." Zhao Zhiqiang said.

"If I don't let go, the wine with you two will be for nothing!" Chen Jirong said.

"That's, that's, keep drinking, keep drinking!" Zhao Zhiqiang motioned to clink glasses.

"Drink, drink!" Su Yifan said.

The smoke was lingering, and the bottle of white wine that the three "old men" drank in a hurry was a bit overpowering. I don't know who started it. They sang loudly at night, and the singing was about a student couple next door who were opening a room for business. Hitting the wall, originally tonight was the [-]-day anniversary of the couple's relationship, and they wanted to do something meaningful, but the three of them cried and howled like ghosts and wolves. Although the tune was quite accurate, but after such a quarrel, there was no atmosphere at all.

He drank heavily, sang loudly, and didn't know when the snoring sounded. Even Chen Jirong, who had always slept soundly, was deeply affected. The three "old men" were entangled together on the big bed, and they couldn't see which leg was which. Who is it?

When he woke up the next day, Chen Jirong was completely stupid.

What happened last night?who I am?where am i

Looking at the phone, it was 09:30, long past the time for work. Chen Jirong felt desperate, and then called Li Ganggui, telling him to come over later in the morning.

"Hey, are you two awake?" Chen Jirong patted Su Yifan and Zhao Zhiqiang who were hugging each other without any sleepy appearance, but the two ignored him and went to sleep on their own, without waking up at all. mean.

Helpless, Chen Jirong could only take a step forward.Su Yifan and Zhao Zhiqiang told him last night that they would stay in Qingjiang for a while these days, and the time was calculated to coincide with Ye Jingjing's birthday.All in all, if Chen Jirong wanted to, he might as well spend Ye Jingjing's birthday in Yongle, his hometown.Last year, his mother opened a farmhouse there. The environment is surrounded by mountains and rivers, the scenery is beautiful, and it is the best meeting place, and it happens to be in the old city area. After the birthday, he can go to the field with a few groups Members look around.

Back at the company, the employees in the office were quietly drawing pictures, and Li Ganggui, who was paddling, just paddled for a while and immediately went to work.

As the boss, Chen Jirong is very satisfied.

Walking to the office door, just about to open the door, I saw Luo Jing flipping through the materials. The one on the top was the script of a play, which was "The Scholar Is the White Moonlight in the Bandit's Heart" starring Wang Yurou, and the original author On that line, there is also Chen Jirong's pen name: Yun Xiangrong.

Chen Jirong smiled.

At this time, Luo Jing also raised his head, seeing Chen Jirong looking at him and smiling, "Uh, good morning."

Chen Jirong smiled and nodded, "Have you seen it?"

He pointed to the script.

Luo Jing nodded, "Well written."

"Thank you." Chen Jirong nodded.

Luo Jing was stunned, and Chen Jirong's "nonsensical" thank you made him a little confused.

Seeing his puzzled look, Chen Jirong laughed again and said, "I wrote it."

Luo Jing: ...

No wonder, no wonder he felt a sense of familiarity when he read the script just now, this shit, Chen Jirong is writing about him!

Immediately, when Luo Jing looked up at Chen Jirong again, his eyes changed, and he even felt a feeling of "you are nothing more than that".

"I wrote this when I was graduating." Seeing Luo Jing's change of mind, Chen Jirong also smiled and reminded him, "I haven't written anything for several years, and now I feel a little disgusted."

Luo Jing: ...

This is really mean.

Originally Luo Jing read the script and thought that Chen Jirong still had some thoughts about him now, but he didn't want everything to be just his own sentimentality.

"What do you see this for?" Chen Jirong asked.

"Look through the information to see if there is anything to pay attention to in the old city. I saw on the Internet that this script is related to the unnamed mountain in Qingjiang, so I took it and looked it up." Luo Jing said.

"It's nothing to watch, it's just a short story." Chen Jirong said, "Keep reading, I'll go in first."

Before Luo Jing could say anything, Chen Jirong turned around and entered the office, leaving Luo Jing alone to read the story he wrote.

When I got home from get off work, I went to a nearby vegetable market and brought back two bags of cooked food.As soon as the door was opened, Chen Jirong was thrown into a soft embrace.

"Haha! Master, I miss you to death!"

Needless to say, it is definitely not Wang Yurou who is so enthusiastic. He and Wang Yurou have been fighting each other since they got acquainted in the game. Chu looked at him coldly, then there was only one owner of this embrace.

Luo Shuxin.

The girl holding him loosened her arms, and Chen Jirong finally saw her current appearance.

Long time no see, the little girl imitated Wang Yurou and grew her long hair, with a full smile on her face, and a pair of beautiful big eyes crooked when she smiled.

"Long time no see, Xiaofei." Chen Jirong patted her head.

The two girls are both beautiful and tall. They don't need to wear high heels, they are 1.7 meters tall. When reaching out to touch Luo Shuxin's head, Chen Jirong felt a little hard.

"Huh!" I heard a cold snort from a distance who didn't know who was jealous.

Chen Jirong immediately apologized with a smile, "I'm back, Xiuxiu!"

"Hmph!" Wang Yurou thrust her waist arrogantly.There was a sour smell in the air.

"Okay, okay, do you have a lot of food left at home? I'm finally free tonight, and I'll make a delicious meal for you." Chen Jirong said, picking up several bags of cooked food on the handle. "Look, I still buy some food." I have the roast duck, pork ribs, and sauced beef that you two love to eat."

"Wow, the master is great!" Luo Shuxin burst into joy.

"Hmph!" Wang Yurou still snorted coldly.But from time to time, he glanced at the bulging bag in Chen Jirong's hand, and saw the steaming roast duck inside, "Bought from Lao Li's deli?"

"Yes." Chen Jirong said.

"Hmph, that's about the same." After finishing speaking, she pouted and sat on the sofa, "Honey, let's play a game."

"Hey, here we come!" Luo Shuxin winked at Chen Jirong, Chen Jirong understood, and hurried to the kitchen to prepare a big meal, while Luo Shuxin hurried over to play games with Wang Yurou.

Last night, because the incident happened in a hurry, Chen Jirong only ordered four dishes. Although the two girls are thin and tall, they have a big appetite. They must not be full. He also saw a lot of takeaways in the garbage bags in the kitchen. The bag should be left over from supper.

Chen Jirong opened the refrigerator, rubbed his hands, and the menu in his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about what kind of good things to make to "feed" his two lovely "apprentice brothers" at night.