San Fu

The banquet hall is vast, but they only occupied less than two square meters of food in the end. It took more than two hours to finish eating, and they can go straight to the next meal when they go out and drive in the car. They may not even have time to digest food. .

"Everyone is already at Lao Fan's place," Duan Feifei looked at the phone, "Dong Kun said that the venue was very well arranged for a gala."

"It's my birthday," Jiang Kuo sighed, "It's very much like a boss."

Duan Feifei responded to the news while laughing.

Secretary Hu settled the bill, so Jiang Kuo didn't know how much it cost, but he felt that the cannon should be brought back from others, after all, they provided such a wonderful performance for six waiters and a piano player.

"I don't know, usually I will give you all of this," Jiang Kuo said, "After all, when you are performing, the group actors and the production staff have worked very hard together."

"Am I just handsome?" Duan Feifei raised his eyebrows happily.

Even though he thought so, Jiang Kuo still left tips for the waiter and the pianist when he left.

"Do you still want to tip?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Pick it off," Jiang Kuo said with a smile, "Stop reminding them of our relationship as a couple. The ones on 119 are all there. Today I really can't stand being watched anymore. You can wear it after today."

"Okay." Duan Feifei nodded, and after thinking about it, he leaned into his ear and whispered, "Hey, Jiang Xiaokuo, let me ask you."

"Oh, you're so handsome, even a dark room with 90.00% shading can't block your handsome light." Jiang Kuo couldn't help but glance at the ring on his hand as he spoke.

"Should I pick this later? They will definitely see it." Duan Feifei asked.

"It was embarrassing at the beginning, but now I am basically immune," Jiang Kuo said, "I even have a vague expectation, and I enjoy it with relish... To quote Mr. Pao, Duan Feifan is amazing."

"You are beginning to feel that you are not earthy." Duan Feifei said.

"Ask." Jiang Kuo said.

"Just me tossing around like this, every time I do a lot of flower work," Duan Feifei said, "Are you embarrassed or uncomfortable?"

"I've really never seen this kind of world." Jiang Kuo said, "Following you is considered to have gained a lot of knowledge."

Duan Feifei was still driving, and after getting in the car, he threw the bag on Jiang Kuo's lap: "Look."

"I didn't! I only said that the ring is not soiled, not that your star lamp is not soiled, and your dog flower..." Jiang Kuo said this, and immediately tugged at his bag, "Hey, let me see That lamp."

"Get in the car and watch again when you get in the car," Duan Feifei said, "It looks like you have never seen the world before."

"It's actually a plastic ball?" Jiang Kuo held the ball in his palm, lightly.

"It's all plastic, and it's a piece of plastic," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "how else can it be split into four pieces."

Jiang Kuo opened the bag and took out the ball from it.

Without the blessing of light, this ball looks much smaller than before, and it is indeed...

"Damn it," Jiang Kuo laughed uncontrollably, "How advanced is it!"

"It's charging, you need to plug it in, this one is charging! You know, it's charging!" Duan Feifei said, "Just turn on the switch on the box, and you can still play music, but I advise you not to listen to it."

"How much is it?" Jiang Kuo turned around and looked at the plastic sheet ball that created a light and shadow show, and he could see the small miniature photo inside from the hollowed out position, "Customized?"

"It's about 100 yuan, and it's cheaper without splits," Duan Feifei said, "The one I picked is called the premium gift box version."

It cannot be said to be music, but only sound.

Especially like a musical candle bought for Cannon's birthday when I was a child, and it still has the same sound effect after singing alive for a week.

"Then let me listen to what you said." Jiang Kuo immediately found the switch and pulled it.

Suddenly, there was... a certain sound in the car.

Jiang Kuo insisted on holding the ball in one hand and the phone in the other, and recorded a whole section before turning off the "music".

"When I asked you to open it to take the ring, I was afraid that you would pick the wrong side," Duan Feifei said. "The music suddenly sounded, and my well-prepared birthday performance was over."

There is no tune for Zier Zier.

"Turn it off quickly! Your brain is going to resonate." Duan Feifan said.

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded.

Originally, I wanted to go back to the dormitory to change clothes. After all, the car was sweaty and dirty in the morning, but when I heard that the two of them had finished lunch for two, the people who had gathered at Fan Jiabao's place for a long time directly called and chased them over. Let them hurry over quickly.

"No," Jiang Kuo turned his head to look at him, and hooked his fingers on his face, "It was prepared so carefully, even if it came in singing at the beginning, I would only feel happy."

"This kid is easy to deceive." Duan Feifei said with a smile.

"Hey, that's right, it is," Ding Zhe said, "Today we are going to make an offering to the birthday star."

"Okay, what you said." Duan Feifei hung up the phone and glanced at Jiang Kuo, "Today they have to lose all of Xiaohua's underpants."

"Why don't you start a location sharing." Ding Zhe said.

"Get out," Duan Feifei said, "I heard you guys playing cards, and you are in such a hurry to send us over, are you going to send money to Jiang Kuo?"

Fan Jiabao's unmanned cafe is basically a special place for him to entertain friends and get together. Today, there are still a few waiters busy in the shop, probably for the purpose of arranging the venue for the party.

As soon as Duan Feifei and Jiang Kuo got out of the car, they saw a head shaking on the second floor, and then heard someone shouting inside: "Here we come!"

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue: "As expected of Tiezi, he knows everything about people's pants."

Duan Feifei laughed for a long time: "I'm going to sing a song that is everywhere."

"I don't know," Duan Feifei looked into the glass door, but he didn't see why. He just looked at a room full of colored strips and balloons, which can be said to be decorated with lights. It takes an hour or two to get things ready, no wonder there is a waiter today."

"Aren't you going in?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"It might be a scam." Duan Feifei immediately stopped in his tracks.

"What?" Jiang Kuo was taken aback.

"What happened at that moment, don't turn your face, it's all good friends and classmates who came here for your birthday," Duan Feifei hurriedly confessed, "Why don't I go and visit first."

"It's okay," Jiang Kuo smiled, "I said, these people are different."

"Have you never fallen into the trap of this kind of scene?" Duan Feifei glanced at him, "If you open the door and go in, something may fall on your head."

"...No," Jiang Kuo said, "My friends don't dare to do this, I will turn my face off."

"No," Duan Feifei laughed, "I'm just so touched that I need to calm down at the door."

"Come on, you two are not like this." Fan Jiabao waved his hands, "Let's go, I'll wait for you."

"That's still me first." Duan Feifei walked towards the glass door.

"What are you doing!" Fan Jiabao pushed the door open and came out, "What's wrong with not looking at me here? Is it not up to specification? You have to grit your teeth and stomp your feet when you come in?"

Happy birthday to Mr. Xiao Jiang, who has a certain reputation in the local area.

Always rich and always pulling, always happy and handsome.

Jiang Kuo entered the store, and before he had time to feel the coolness of the air conditioner, he saw a banner hanging on the railing on the second floor directly in front of him.

wish.

A row of heads suddenly appeared on the railing on the second floor, which was originally empty. There was a long tube next to each head.

Jiang Kuo felt that if there was no ceiling above him, he would be able to shoot out in shock right now.

"Damn," Jiang Kuo laughed, "Who did it?"

"Of course it was done by your friends who are well-known in the local area." Fan Jiabao waved his hand, "The birthday star is here——"

"Happy birthday—" the second floor shouted.

"Fuck," Jiang Kuo smiled and walked upstairs, "Thank you! Thank you!"

A piece of shimmering sequins fell from the sky and spread over, Jiang Kuo couldn't see anything clearly at this moment, his eyes were full of colorful colors.

"Happy birthday Jiang Youqian—" Dong Kun roared.

"We've been thinking of you here all afternoon, how are you?" Fatty Liu said while eating with a tube of potato chips, "Crying with your head in your arms, telling you how good you are."

"I'm going to throw up." Jiang Kuo said, "Aren't you going to continue playing half of the cards?"

The relatively large space on the second floor feels full of people. Dong Kun and others from 119, plus Cannon Fan Jiabao and Yang Ke, and three tables of half-played cards and mahjong. The coffee table is full of food and drink. There are several gift boxes stacked on a chair, probably a birthday present prepared by these people.

"Have you been making trouble here all afternoon?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Come here!" Ding Zhe yelled, losing all his floral underpants.

"Take a break," Jiang Kuo took a can of drink and opened it, "If you play again, if you can win, enjoy yourself as soon as possible. When I play, you will have no chance."

"I've seen them all," Tang Li sighed, "I'm pretty good at this, it's a pity."

"Continue." Jiang Kuo fell down on the sofa.

"I grew up next to the poker table, you know," Fan Jiabao said, "When I was young, my grandma played poker and gave me a vegetable basket to hang next to the table. I learned counting and reading by hanging it in the basket."

"... Your family's education method is a bit unique." Jiang Kuo said.

"Hey." Fan Jiabao, who had already sat at the table, turned his head and glanced at him, "You sound like an expert?"

"Are you dissatisfied with your tone?" Jiang Kuo said.

"I'll just see you as a birthday friend, and I'll tell you," Fan Jiabao said while shuffling the cards, "otherwise, with your attitude, you'd never be able to have air-filled tires on my site."

"I'm walking," Cannon said.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll replace you when this one is over," Fan Jiabao said, "Dare to shout on my territory, man, you have attracted my attention..."

"Shuffle the cards!" Cannon interrupted his declaration of war, "Hurry up, don't stop talking without moving your hands."

Not only is his shell here, but his flesh is also here.

These are his friends, classmates, and the relationship is slightly distant or close, but it doesn't make him feel awkward.

Jiang Kuo leaned on the sofa and drank a drink. After a row of people in the room, the attention was no longer on him, the birthday star. Card players and mahjong players, Fan Jiabao's waiters were all playing together, and the two The magical combination of playing games in the corner, Yang Ke and Ma Xiao.

Although the scene in front of him is very similar to the previous gatherings where he stayed out of the party regardless of whether he was the protagonist or not, but now he is also nesting on the sofa, but from Jiang Kuo's point of view, the feeling is completely different.

"Then I'll tell them to be quiet..." Duan Feifei immediately straightened up and took a breath.

"Damn it," Jiang Kuo quickly grabbed his sleeve and pulled it towards him, "Don't..."

"Are you making a fuss?" Duan Feifei leaned against him and asked in a low voice.

"Noisy." Jiang Kuo nodded with a smile.

"Fuck, our handsome shoulders," Fatty Liu, who was sitting directly opposite them, said as he touched his cards, "Isn't this called the fragrant shoulders and half-revealed evening glow?"

"Get out!" Duan Feifei pulled up his clothes.

Duan Feifan's collar was pulled away with a snap, revealing half-stretched shoulders.

"Huh?" Duan Feifei turned to look at him, "I bought this new one last month. I haven't worn it twice. You want to tear it up again?"

"Why, if he didn't say it, you would know that there is a Phi Wanxia behind?" Da Pao said.

"I don't know, but I won't tell," Fan Jiabao said, "Does Lu Qi know, Mr. Hu?"

"Wearing the evening glow?" Da Pao asked.

"Do you only know that the shoulders are half exposed?" Fan Jiabao asked immediately.

"Old Fan," he called to Fan Jiabao, "get a cup of coffee."

"There is no such thing." Fan Jiabao said.

Jiang Kuo rubbed his face with a smile, and breathed a sigh of relief.

In this lively and chaotic atmosphere that was closely related to him, he actually felt comfortably sleepy.

"You're a coffee shop that hasn't closed down." Duan Feifei laughed, "No coffee?"

"Xiao Lin!" Fan Jiabao called out.

"...Are you out of business here?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Anything goes bankrupt! Who goes bankrupt! It's just that there are no customers," Fan Jiabao said, "I won't let it go bankrupt, how dare it go bankrupt!"

"Xiao Lin!" Fan Jiabao shouted again.

"Who are you calling?" Ding Zhe couldn't help asking, "Is there no one named Lin here?"

Everyone fell silent, waiting to hear who would respond to him.

but no.

After a while, a waiter replied: "I, Xiao Li, and Nan C and Didi, their surnames are not Lin."

Fan Jiabao fell into silence, then nodded at Xiao Li: "Let's make a cup of coffee."

Fan Jiabao turned to look at his three waiters again.

The waiter also looked at him.

Everyone continued to return to the bustle, Duan Feifei leaned his head on the back of the sofa, and said softly: "This old Fan, this business is just like this. If there is no customer, there are three waiters, and then he doesn't know what the person's name is. What kind of compensation will it be..."

"It's just for fun," Jiang Kuo said. "He probably likes the cafe he rented out. I've had his hand brewed before, and it's pretty good."

"Okay." Xiao Li stood up, "What do you want?"

"Latte is fine, add some maple syrup," Jiang Kuo said, "Thank you."

"Old Fan has done it, how many cafes have been opened, and he wants to start a company, I have already thought of the name for him," Duan Feifei said, "Losing money limited company."

Jiang Kuo smiled for a long time: "Have you ever thought about it, we may lose money."

"Actually," Duan Feifei turned to look at him, "You can play like this, right? Boss Jiang won't bother with you. If you go and open a horse farm for yourself, I guess he won't say anything. "

Jiang Kuo laughed: "I'm not that kind of person, I don't have to do something, but I can't do nothing."

"No one or anyone's money can be used for compensation." Duan Feifei smiled, "It can only be said that we are more confident, and if we really want to lose, we will have a chance to make a comeback."

"I have an idea when our bullish business starts and stabilizes." Jiang Kuo said, "I don't know what Mr. Duan's opinion is."

"Why didn't I think about it, you know who I am..." Duan Feifei sighed, "At that time, all I could think about was what to do if I lost money."

"It's me," Jiang Kuo said, turning his head, "Me and my money."

"Call me?" Fan Jiabao turned his head sharply, "I said I didn't, call me Lao Fan."

"So no one called you." Jiang Kuo said.

"Let's hear it," Duan Feifei approached him, "President Duan usually has no objections."

"Fan Jiabao's stores," Jiang Kuo said, "the ones that can be made together don't necessarily have to be pure coffee. Some areas should be able to add baking and snacks..."

"His stores are all ready-made, and they are all bought, so there is no rent pressure," Jiang Kuo said. "And he has the ability to invest at any time, and he is relatively straightforward. He has brains but doesn't care too much. It is comfortable to partner with such a person. .”

Duan Feifei looked at Fan Jiabao with a smile, and then turned back: "I found out that you have similar reasons for looking for Yang Ke and Lao Fan, so I..."

Fan Jiabao clicked his tongue.

"Why did you think of going with him?" Duan Feifei asked in a low voice.

"...Yes." Jiang Kuo nodded seriously.

"Continue to talk about getting Lao Fan into the gang." Duan Feifei said.

"I knew you were going to say this, and I'm waiting for you," Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows, "Aside from our relationship, do you really think you have no advantage? Your family has technology, which is the basis of everything. The most amazing thing, do you need me to say, any occasion, any unfamiliar person, as long as you are there, there is no ice that cannot be broken."

"That's true." Duan Feifei was not humble, "I can't change it to anyone else, I'm still handsome."

"Ah," Jiang Kuo patted his leg and frowned, "It's true."

Duan Feifei laughed, "Your reaction is too fake."

"I'm not sure yet. Before, he wanted me to help him look at his stores and give him ideas," Jiang Kuo said. "I want to take a look around first to find out where the stores are, and the current style positioning and so on. Yes, and then see if there is any more suitable idea."

"Mr. Jiang, I found that when you think about these things, you won't worry about skipping class when you're busy." Duan Feifei said.

"What's wrong with you, don't interrupt, I can't afford to lose." Dong Kun said on the side.

"I can't afford to lose? I've never lost before. Everyone told me to play at that table, didn't you see!" Fan Jiabao pointed at the table next to him.

"We'll talk about it at that time. It's all about the future, and we're going to do it now," Jiang Kuo said. "Fan Jiabao's personality is fine if it's right, and it might be a mess if it's not..."

"You said you didn't call me by my name?" Fan Jiabao turned around and shouted.

Duan Feifei immediately stood up and followed him downstairs.

Downstairs there were colorful sequin papers all over the floor. When Jiang Kuo walked past the glitter, Duan Feifei said from behind: "It looks like a wedding just finished."

"Yes," Li Zirui sighed, "Our table is still human."

Seeing that the coffee downstairs was ready, Jiang Kuo got up and turned his head towards Duan Feifan: "Go downstairs for coffee."

Jiang Kuo turned his head abruptly, stared at him for a few seconds, and then laughed: "I really admire you."

Duan Feifei sat at the bar, took the coffee made by Xiao Li and handed it to Jiang Kuo.

"Who's wedding scene is so rustic?" Jiang Kuo replied casually.

"We two." Duan Feifei said.

This coffee shop is actually a good location for Fan Jiabao, the surrounding environment is good, and the style of the shop on a street can be matched with coffee.

Jiang Kuo didn't have the time to think about it right now, so he turned his head and stared at Duan Feifei several times.

Jiang Kuo took a sip and looked upstairs: "Go out for a walk?"

"Let's go." Duan Feifei didn't wait for Jiang Kuo to make a sound after he finished speaking, and quickly stepped out.

"Who looked at you?" Jiang Kuo also looked ahead.

"I can't feel it for others," Duan Feifei smiled, "but for you, I can feel it at a glance."

The temperature is a bit high today. After walking for a while, Duan Feifei could see tiny beads of sweat on the side of Duan Feifei's neck, dyed fine gold by the setting sun, soft yet slightly sharp.

"Looking at what?" Duan Feifei looked at the front and asked.

"What did I say?" Jiang Kuo asked.

Duan Feifei clicked his tongue and put his arm around his shoulder: "Is it hot?"

"Is it so sensitive?" Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifei paused, then squinted at him: "Jiang Xiaokuo, you are so talkative."

"Fortunately, it's not too hot." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifei smiled and took off his arm, looked back and forth, reached out and pinched his index finger.

"...Is it true?" Jiang Kuo said, "Hot."

"Where are the lies?" Duan Feifei asked.

This street belongs to the recreational area before nightclubs after dinner, there are not too many passers-by at the moment, and occasionally a few cars pass by.

No gaze of curiosity or inquiry or indifference, no gaze at all.

"If you hold hands, hold hands. Are you so reserved?" Jiang Kuo said, "I'm not afraid that I'll break it if I hold my finger in my mouth."

Duan Feifei didn't speak, but held his hand.

This kind of feeling is very good, there are only two people on the street, only two people's time.

"Where are you going?" Duan Feifei asked.

"I don't know, whatever you want, you can go to the other side of the road and then turn back," Jiang Kuo said, "I just want to live a two-person world among people."

"Okay." Duan Feifei said.

The author has something to say: the text ends here.

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Thank you for your company for several months, and thank you for the encouragement and comfort you gave me when I was depressed.

Then I would like to tell you about the schedule of the extra episode, because I still owe several published manuscripts that have not been revised, and there is even a certain published extra episode that has not been written (I completely forgot that there is such a thing), and I have to go out for a while I have to deal with family affairs, so I want to finish these tasks first, and take care of the extra episodes to be written by the way. It is estimated that I can start updating the extra episodes on the 5th.

The further plan is the next new pit, which is "Peach Blossom Spring", which was originally planned to open but was delayed due to some accidents.In the future, there will probably be gaps between such themes and modern themes.

I won’t be writing any more campus essays for the time being, and Brother Dafei’s visit can be regarded as a successful ending for the campus essays.

Alright, so much to say, I’ll let out a shout when the episode is updated.Love you guys.