drunk oxygen

After ordering the dishes, Tian Song ordered a few more bottles of beer, poured them for them first, and asked Gu Xingyi about his relationship with the boss while drinking.

Gu Xingyi was helpless, "Old Tian, ​​why did you start gossiping? There is nothing wrong with the horoscope, so stop guessing."

"Hey, how can this be called gossip? It's not about caring about your lifelong affairs. You can't marry your work when you're already in your thirties and busy with work every day."

Gu Xing smiled and looked at Pei Yan, "I don't want to be busy with work either, Mr. Pei quickly give me a vacation."

"Salary increases are fine, but holidays are not."

Tian Song bumped Pei Yan's wine glass and imitated him exaggeratedly, "Boss Pei is right, I have money! Things that can be settled with money are nothing serious!"

Pei Yan smiled and kicked him under the table, "How can I be like you..."

Tian Song shook his head, "I'm not a rich second generation, I can't imitate your energy, you don't have to pretend to be aggressive, anyway, you can tell you are awesome just by looking at it."

The three of them ate for a while, and Tian Song was boasting that their duck blood was really good, when he heard the sound of a piano not far away.

Tian Song became interested, put down his chopsticks and looked up, "It's started."

The piano was placed on the innermost side, blocked by a wall, so guests could not see the person playing the piano, but when the piano sounded, the hot pot restaurant that was bustling just now became quiet.

After listening for a while, Pei Yan lowered his head to eat again. He has no artistic talent and is not interested in these things.

Tian Song listened with gusto. He asked Gu Xingyi, "Aren't you familiar with the boss? Why did he ask someone to play the piano in a hot pot restaurant? How did you think of it?"

Gu Xing shook his head, "I don't know, he didn't say it, I just know that the person he hired to play the piano is very good, and there is no fixed time, whether or not he can meet depends on luck, many people listen to him Playing the piano will often come to eat."

Tian Song clicked his tongue, "This marketing method is really good."

He looked at Pei Yan, "Why are you so busy eating!"

Pei Yan was eating a piece of beef, when he heard this, he raised his head and looked at him, "You can't get full just by listening."

Tian Song was speechless, "This is art! Do you understand art?"

"I don't understand," Pei Yan continued to lower his head to eat the meat, "I can't tell if the playing is good or not."

"I have to take back what I just said, you don't look awesome now, you are just a cook who doesn't know how to appreciate art."

Pei Yan smiled, "You understand?"

"Then..." Tian Song paused, "After all, my wife is an artist, and under her long-term influence, I still have some artistic talents."

Gu Xingyi listened to a piece of music quietly, and commented: "It is indeed very good, and the level is very high."

Tian Song asked: "Why are you still playing in a hot pot restaurant with such a high level?"

Gu Xingyi guessed, "It should just be a friend invited by Fang Yue."

With such a high level, if you don't know the boss, there is really no reason to come to the hot pot restaurant to play the piano.

When Pei Yan heard Gu Xingyi's words, he suddenly raised his head, "What did you say?"

Gu Xing was taken aback for a moment, "I said...it should only be Fang Yue's friend."

Pei Yan frowned, "The boss is called Fang Yue? Which Fang, which Yue?"

Gu Xingyi replied: "The one with the method, the one with the transcendence."

Pei Yan thought for a moment. He was very sure that Xie Xinghe's manager was also called Fang Yue, but it wasn't that Yue. He tried hard to recall Fang Yue's appearance, but found that he couldn't remember it at all.

Gu Xingyi asked him, "What's the matter? Know someone with the same name?"

Pei Yan had nothing to hide, he said, "Xie Xinghe's manager."

Gu Xingyi and Tian Song looked at each other, what a coincidence?

"After Xie Xinghe quit the circle, is his manager still bringing in people?" Gu Xingyi asked.

"No," Pei Yan said, "he also left."

Gu Xing frowned, "When I knew Fang Yue, he was running a hot pot restaurant. I don't know what he used to do."

Tian Song interjected: "No, wait, you two think Xie Xinghe's manager is the owner of the hot pot restaurant? The one playing the piano is Xie Xinghe?"

"It's just a guess," Pei Yan said.

"It's not easy," Tian Song said, "You like him so much that you can't even recognize the music he plays?"

Pei Yan was speechless for a moment, "If I like him, I must be able to recognize his music. What logic? If you want me to recognize his eyes, nose and mouth, I'm fine."

"Greatly, you really only look at his face, you don't know anything else."

Pei Yan paused, "He...has played the piano very rarely since his debut."

"Tsk, there is actually an easier way, you just go and have a look and it's over."

"Forget it," Pei Yan said, "Even if it is, he doesn't want me to know."

In the following time, Pei Yan and Tian Song switched roles, Tian Song was bored to cook, and Pei Yan listened to the piano music seriously.

He also specially sent a WeChat to Xie Xinghe, but Xie Xinghe didn't reply.

After Tian Song and Gu Xingyi finished eating, they didn't mention leaving. They drank and chatted. When the piano sound stopped, Pei Yan checked the time. Xie Xinghe played non-stop for nearly two hours. .

The customers of the hotpot restaurant applauded the venue, Tian Song looked up, "Is it over?"

He also clapped his hands, "Good!"

The applause lasted for tens of seconds, when Pei Yan's cell phone rang, it was Xie Xinghe.

He just asked Xie Xinghe if he knew how often it would be better to take a bath with ketchup, Xie Xinghe replied: [I don’t know]

Tian Song sighed from the side: "After playing for so long, I am tired from eating."

Pei Yan locked the phone and said, "Let's go."

Tian Song teased him, "Finally willing to leave?"

"I invite you here," Pei Yan said, and he looked at Gu Xingyi, "Thank you for finding the place."

As soon as Gu Xing knew that he was basically sure that Xie Xinghe was the one playing the piano, he smiled and said, "You're welcome, you should chase him quickly."

"That's right," Tian Song said anxiously, "Xie Xinghe is also the young master of the Xie family, so he must not be short of money. Your ability to make money is no longer useful, so you have to think of something else."

"I've never used money ability on Xie Xinghe." Pei Yan said.

Tian Song saw that he was not in a hurry, "Well, I am the emperor not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry..."

"The emperor is actually a little anxious." Pei Yan said.

Tian Song laughed, "That's right... No, who are you calling an eunuch!!!"

Pei Yan smiled and said, "You said it yourself."

Coming out of the hot pot restaurant, Tian Song wanted to go to the bar, but Pei Yan waved his hand and said, "No, I have to go back."

"What's the rush..."

Before Tian Song finished speaking, Gu Xing patted him and said in a low voice, "Go back and find Xie Xinghe."

"Oh, oh," Tian Song nodded, "That's fine, you can go back quickly."

After getting in the car, Pei Yan suddenly thought that Xie Xinghe came back from the hot pot restaurant last time and said that he hadn't eaten.

He frowned, can't he come back after eating at the hot pot restaurant?It's so late and I'm still hungry.

He asked the driver to stop outside the community, went down and bought two bowls of Xie Xing and the haggis noodles he ate last time, and waited in the car after he got downstairs.

Ten minutes later, Pei Yan saw Xie Xinghe's figure, he got out of the car with his face in his hands, and happened to meet Xie Xinghe face to face.

Pei Yan said cheekily: "What a coincidence today, I met him when I went out and came back."

Xie Xinghe glanced at him in the night, and then looked at the car beside him that had turned off the engine, obviously it was the car that had been waiting here.

The driver immediately started the car to refuel, and drove away with a "whoosh".

Pei Yan smiled without embarrassment, "Go in."

After entering the elevator, the smell of hot pot was particularly obvious, but Pei Yan couldn't tell whether it was on his body or Xie Xinghe's. Anyway, they both came back from the same hot pot restaurant, and they both smelled the same.

He asked Xie Xinghe, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"No." Xie Xinghe said.

"That's just right. I have two bowls of packed haggis noodles here. I plan to go back for supper. Let me give you a bowl."

"I don't eat takeout."

Pei Yan was stunned for a moment, "I bought this at the store when I came back just now, it's no different from eating directly in the store."

"I don't eat takeaway." Xie Xinghe repeated.

"Ding", arrived at the seventeenth floor, Pei Yan came out of the elevator carrying two bowls of noodles.

Nothing, just want to vomit.