good luck

Song Ji got up and looked at Xu Ting, motioning for him to come with him.

Xu Ting had no choice but to follow him helplessly.

When they walked to the elevator, Assistant Song Ji came down with Song Ji's briefcase and keys.

Song Ji took it, said hello, and took the elevator downstairs with Xu Ting and his party.

Leaving the two assistants to gossip, both of them thought the same way, suspecting that Song Ji fell in love with Xu Ting and suddenly changed his sexuality.

There was silence in the elevator here, and when they reached the underground parking lot, two of Xu Ting's subordinates hurriedly said goodbye, saying they would rush back to the office to deliver the contract.

Song Ji asked them falsely if they wanted to be together, but his tone was indifferent, no one would be foolish enough to take it seriously.

These two butts drove the car from the office away as if they were on fire.

Xu Ting:. . . . . .

Song Ji watched them walk away with his pockets in his pocket, and asked Xu Ting, "How do you plan to get to the restaurant?"

After hearing this, Xu Ting almost couldn't maintain his politeness on the surface, and really wanted to hit him.

How else can I go? I drove away, of course I have to take your car!

Xu Ting didn't expect Song Ji to have such a bad personality now.

"Go in your car."

"Let's go then."

Song Ji drove his Cayenne, this time there was no driver, he sat in the driver's seat.

Xu Ting thought for a while, opened the co-pilot and stepped in.

Xu Ting showed the way and planned to invite Song Ji to eat hot pot.

He thought you were so angry with me just now, don't expect me to invite you to a high-end place.

Besides, it's awkward for two big men to eat western food, and it's boring for two to eat in a serious luxury restaurant.The self-service is afraid of being crowded, and the surrounding environment of eating hot pot is lively and not afraid of embarrassment.

Anyway, we hadn’t eaten anything together before, from roadside food stalls to school canteens, we got up hungry in the middle of the night and ate a bowl of instant noodles together.

Even if you are precious now, I am not afraid.

Xu Ting was full of confidence, not guilty at all.

Song Ji didn't ask him where to eat, but he would open wherever he said.

When he got to the place, he thought, oh, hot pot, he thought it was very interesting.

At 05:30 in the afternoon on a hot day, Song Ji and Xu Tie, two people in suits and leather shoes, drove for 10 minutes to eat hot pot.

The business of the hot pot restaurant is very good, and the decoration is mid-range. Although it is only 05:30, [-]% to [-]% of the people are seated.

Xu Ting and Song Ji, two handsome guys in suits, were still too eye-catching, and many people looked back along the way.

The waiter led him two inside to find a booth for two and sat down.

Xu Ting looked at Song Ji's dark gray suit, which was short of the word "expensive".

This body is going to be ruined today, but anyway, he has money, I don't feel bad if it's not mine.

He just felt relieved, but he forgot that the suit on his body was also two or three thousand.

Xu Ting looked delicate and fair-skinned, but in fact he liked everything spicy.

Song Ji is just the opposite, he can't stand a little spicy food.

When they were in high school, they both knew each other's tastes, and every time they helped each other order dishes, they were very happy.

Xu Ting ordered a mandarin duck hot pot, quickly checked the side dishes, and handed the list to Song Ji.

Song Jibu ordered two more bottles of cold beer, and it was done. It was a quick decision.

The two took off their suit jackets, which were covered with white shirts.

The bottom of the pot and hot vegetables came out quickly, Song Ji looked at the pot, and it turned upside down.

He picked up the pot and turned around, and put the hot vegetables on the table one by one from the cart next to him, which ones Xu Ting liked, which ones he liked, and which ones both of them liked.

Xu Ting started to take apart the bowls, iron the bowls, and pour the tea.

The tacit understanding between the two of them is really scary. It is the first time in many years that a table move does not collide, and the two are not in a hurry.

If it wasn't for the wrong gender, bystanders would think they were old couples.

Xu Ting felt that getting along with Song Ji in such a down-to-earth place would not be awkward, it was no different from before.

Song Ji was actually very happy, even though he acted normally.

He hasn't eaten hot pot since he returned to China. He eats takeaway from the restaurant ordered by his assistant at noon, and usually has entertainment in the evening, so how could he eat hot pot for entertainment.

Sometimes I want to eat and can't find anyone to accompany me.

In the past few years, I have really stretched out my hands for clothes and opened my mouth for food.

This is fine now, Song Ji felt very relaxed.

He and Xu Tie ate with half of their heads buried in the food. The ingredients were all fresh. The bottom of the clear soup pot was herbal chicken soup pot, and Song Ji was sweating from eating.

Xu Ting's red pot is sheep scorpion, and his mouth is full of oil, which is bright red.

They occasionally touch a bottle for a sip and stop to chat.

"I never imagined that you would become a lawyer."

Xu Ting looked at him, then lowered his head again: "I didn't expect you to be the boss of Sheng'an."

"That's my grandfather's company. It's just my mother's daughter. It started out as a small company, but it has doubled several times when opportunities arise. It went public the year before last, and my grandfather urged me to come back and take over."

Xu Ting thought to himself, no wonder I clearly remember that the chairman of Sheng An is surnamed Wang.

Xu Ting paused, and still asked what he wanted to ask tonight: "How is Qin Kesong who went abroad with you at that time?"

Song Ji looked at him a little strangely: "I don't know. Not long after going abroad, she fell in love with a handsome foreign guy, so she broke up."

Xu Teng buttoned the wine bottle, "Then where is your current girlfriend?"

"Now alone."

Xu Ting was a little happy.

"What about you? How have you been these past few years?"

"Talked about two, and now I'm single."

Xu Ting concealed the sex of the object and concealed all kinds of secrets.

In the end, it was just a light sentence, which explained his boring emotional experience in the past ten years.

. . .

After the hot pot meal, Xu Ting and Song Ji became much closer.

They chatted all over the world, talking about politics, economy and their own lives.

After eating this meal for two hours, the two didn't get up until eight o'clock to go back.

Xu Ting paid the bill, but Song Ji didn't show any politeness to him, saying please come back next time.

Song Ji wanted to send Xu Ting home, but Xu Ting said that he was not drunk, and he hadn't finished the bottle of beer today.

Seeing his ink marks, Song Ji didn't talk nonsense with him, put his arms around his neck and walked directly to the car.

Along the way, Xu Ting's heart was beating like thunder, and they were too close and too tight.Originally it was a good night, but when it came time to leave the Song Dynasty, I had to tease him.

Xu Tie blushed, stopped struggling, and obediently followed Song Ji into the car.

The car drove into the community and went all the way to the downstairs of Xu Yu's house.

Xu Ting got out of the car to thank him, and walked aside to wait for Song Ji to leave.

"Tuan, we'll meet again next time." Song Ji looked at Xu Ting, turned around and left with a smile.

Xu Ting's eyes were red standing in the dark night under the street lamp.

It's been a long time since I heard this sound.

Xu Ting didn't sleep well that night.

The next day I went to the office with sleepy eyes, and was called into the boss's office as soon as I punched my card.

"Xu Ting, I heard from Xiao Wu and the others that yesterday you invited Mr. Song from Sheng'an to dinner in private. You're so clever.

Where to eat I will reimburse you. "

"You don't need to be reimbursed for what you eat at Wangyang Hot Pot, it's not much."

Xu Ting was embarrassed to use public funds to reminisce about the old days.

boss:. . . . . .

"You just invite Mr. Song to eat the hot pot." The boss hated that iron can't be made into steel, and he exaggerated for nothing.

"Mr. Song said he wanted to eat hot pot." Xu Ting shirked, since Mr. Song was not here anyway.

His boss didn't believe President Song proposed to eat hot pot.

"You have a personal relationship with Sheng An Song"

"I'm in the first class of high school, and I haven't seen her for ten years after graduation."

At that location, you can still make an appointment for a private meal, even if you haven't seen each other in ten years, it doesn't matter.

Boss Xu Ting is already a smart person, so he never expected, "In the future, Sheng'an will be in charge of you."

Xu Ting:. . . .

After that, he went to Sheng'an several times in the next two months, but he never met Song Ji.

But they meet privately quite frequently.

Xu Ting originally thought that Song Ji's request to come back next time that night was a polite word.

Who knew that Song Ji would actually call him two weeks later on Friday, saying he wanted to treat him.

Xu Ting was a little happy, and immediately agreed.

The Japanese food eaten this time, the atmosphere is still very good.

Xu Ting never ate sashimi, and thought it looked slimy and disgusting.

He ordered a large bowl of tonkotsu ramen, and Song Ji said that it was easy to pass him by, eating the cheapest one.

He insisted on asking Xu Ting to try a bite of sashimi, saying that it was delicious when dipped in wasabi, not surprising.

Xu Ting took a sip suspiciously, choking until tears came out.

Song Ji laughed hahaha seeing him like that.

The two of them just like you invite me, and I invite you back, and they actually started to make appointments every Friday to meet for dinner.

Don't do anything else after eating, go back to your home.

Xu Ting thinks this is good now, he likes Song Ji but doesn't want the confession to affect him.

Now we can meet each other every week, chat and drink, not far or near is enough.

The road of homosexuality is not easy to walk, and I have no way to tell anyone about my pain these years.

Life went on as usual, but because of the addition of Song Ji, Xu Ting hoped that Friday would come sooner every week.

Then he could pretend to be indifferent and casually invite Song Ji to dinner, or he could casually agree to Song Ji's invitation back.

Xu Ting, Song Ji and Zhou Qiwei also got together once, but their relationship was not as close as theirs.

Xu Ting also felt strange, why did Song Ji silently observe the once-a-week dinner?

Although they did have a good relationship in high school, his awkward and indifferent attitude in the end should also be inexplicable and hurtful to Song Ji.

It was Friday again, and it was Xu Ting's turn to treat guests.

He has been in a particularly good mood since yesterday, and today he is even more out of his mind all day long. He has to check the time after a while, and he doesn't have any thoughts on work.

It can be said that it is counting the seconds.

As soon as I got off work, I started calling Song Ji and told him the location.

However, Song Ji said this time that he wanted to eat at Xu Ting's house.

Last time at dinner, Xu Ting accidentally said that the crab and chicken feet he cooked were delicious. Unexpectedly, Song Ji missed it, and now is the time to eat crabs.

Xu Ting was confused, he actually didn't want Song Ji to come to his home.

This is a bit too close, and he feels that it will break the distance, afraid that he can't help but relax his vigilance in the familiar place.