Song Shifeng's 1991

Song Shifeng raised his eyebrows, Yan Dong is different today,

Song Shifeng raised his eyebrows, today's Yan Dong is different, he is dressed in a dark suit, he looks like a successful person.He couldn't help but tease, "Would you like to cooperate with me for business if you wear such a formal dress?"

Yan Dong smiled, and explained while taking off his suit, "I was just dragged to attend some kind of conference, so I came here just after finishing it, and I changed it quickly if I didn't come." He put the suit aside, and then unbuttoned the neckline Finally, he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing half of his powerful arm, and then he let out a sigh of relief, "But it tied me up to death."

"It's still comfortable in the military coat, right?" Song Shifeng laughed at him, his eyes rolled uncontrollably, seeing people from head to toe and from foot to head, no matter how you look at it, how you like it, how you feel how happy it is, there is an unconscious expression on his face Just showed a strange smile.

"That's it." Yan Dong sipped tea for himself, "A military coat is so good, it's warm and durable, and you can wear it casually. A coat and a quilt are practical... What's wrong with me?" He was suddenly looked a little hairy.

"No, it's good." Song Shifeng smiled and put away his random eyes, lowered his head and drank, warning himself not to act recklessly, and not to scare people away.

Yan Dong still lowered his head and looked at himself nervously, making sure he hadn’t buttoned the wrong button or something, and then said indulgently with a helpless joy, “It must be that I don’t like to hear about my military coat again, right? , Let’s have dinner first.”

Song Shifeng smiled. He felt the other party's concession and tolerance, and he was so happy that he smiled even happier.

Yan Dong recruited the waiter Balabala to order one after another, all of which were Song Shifeng's favorite dishes.

Song Shifeng just listened to him there, and then couldn't help thinking that he liked him more, what should I do?

Just as the waiter was about to leave, he called to stop him, crossed most of the menu with a smile, added another boiled peanut and fried meatballs, and let the waiter go out.

"What's the matter, you don't like to eat?" Yan Dong asked.

"It's just the two of us eating, what are you doing with so much? It's a pity that it's troublesome to pack when we can't eat it. Are you looking for trouble for me or for yourself?" He likes luxury and ostentation, but he really doesn't have that much luxury when it comes to eating. Pay attention, and don't like wasting food.

"Isn't this the first time I've invited you to dinner seriously?" Those who didn't show off seemed insincere.

Song Shifeng suddenly propped his chin and asked with a smile, "Do you want me to have fun?"

"Yeah." He wished he could serve him up to eat, so that he could express a little eagerness in his heart.

"Take off..." It's more enjoyable to lie down naked than to eat anything.His mind was instantly filled with yellow fertilizer, and he almost blurted out.The brain circuits of the two collided wonderfully in a different space.

"what?"

"I said it's not cold if you just wear a shirt?"

"It's only been a few months, and the reason is far away."

"It's really a fool with strong firepower."

"It's like how much older you are than me."

"One day older than you is older, brother!"

"Yes, yes, you are old, you can do it, Brother Song, I will call you brother in the future." Yan Dong followed him.

"That's a good relationship. I'll give you a big red envelope during the Chinese New Year."

The two chatted nonsense, obviously they were all slobber, but no one was impatient, but they were very excited.They're both in crushes, so they just want to spend more time with each other, even if it's just nonsense.

When he was full with wine and food, Song Shifeng asked after eating all the food on the table, "Tell me, why did you invite me to dinner?"

"To thank you." Yan Dong looked at him seriously, "I wanted to thank you a long time ago, but I never knew how to thank you..."

"Stop, stop." Song Shifeng made a stop motion, "What are you thanking me for? You did it yourself. I'll just do a little favor. If you really want to say thank you, then I have to thank you. You can count from me." I’ll count how much you’ve helped me when I came to Wuling Town.” He clasped his fingers pretending to be serious, “The kindness of taking in, the kindness of mentioning, the love of helping, ten meals a day isn’t enough, and I’m still waiting for you. I have to spend the day as a pastime and warm the bed at night, or I won’t be able to repay your kindness.”

"Whatever it is." Yan Dong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm telling you, you're just interrupting here, you're a celebrity anyway, can you control your nonsense?"

"Aren't you the only one here?" Song Shifeng said naturally, "I don't bother to talk to others."

Yan Dong's heart was warmed by what he said, and he took out the prepared materials from his bag and gave him, "I'll show you something."

"What?" He looked at it and laughed, "Hey, hey, I sincerely want me to warm your bed. I don't think it will work in a year, at least ten years."

"Shut up, you, sign if there is no problem."

"It's a big problem." Song Shifeng threw the information on the table, "I'm only worth [-]% of the shares?"

"As much as you say, I'm afraid that you don't want too much?"

"Who said I don't want it? Why don't you want the money delivered to your door? You don't know how poor I am now?" Song Shifeng looked at him, "I want 50.00%, and the lack of one share is because of your insincerity."

"Okay." Yan Dong stuttered without saying anything, with a happy expression on his face, he hurriedly packed his things, "I'm going to redo the materials right now, just wait and don't leave."

Song Shifeng's heart fluttered, and he just watched him run out in a hurry, and then rushed in again after a while, put the revised materials in front of him, looked at him eagerly, and said like a treasure, "It has been corrected."

I saw him casually looking at the revised information, and the clear 50.00% above made his guess come true.

He dawdled and wrote a Song character on it, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, "I'm going to sign it, but it will be mine."

"Well, yours."

He signed the name neatly, looked up at Yan Dong, and saw that he was not only not distressed but also smiling, and asked coldly, "How long have you liked me?"

"I, I, I didn't!" Yan Dong's face turned pale, his eyes forced himself to be calm, "No, don't talk nonsense."

"Really?" Song Shifeng rolled up the information and tapped his palm.

"Yes Yes."

"It's a ghost!" He took a scroll and knocked Yan Dong on the head, "If you don't like me, you will give me half of your net worth casually? Why don't you give it to your brother, San Gangzi, who am I? onion?"

"You helped me a lot..."

"You helped me more." Song Shifeng stood up and walked around him, "Let me live in the house for free, help me endlessly, run a magazine for me, buy a car for me, and give me as much money as I want, Why don't I know that I can help you more than heaven?"

"I..." Yan Dong was anxious to confess, but he couldn't think of what to say for a while.

"Be honest." He interrupted him, approaching him with his whole body, looking closely into his eyes, "I'll just give you this one chance, let's talk after you think about it."

Yan Dong didn't say anything for a long time, he was struggling so hard that he was going crazy, he kept spurning his way of lowering his intelligence, why did he have to give shares?Find a way to send him money, isn't it all right?Why do you have to agree to 50.00% when you give away the shares? It is impossible for anyone to agree to it. Why didn't he think of it? The dog ate his brains?

Now I’m in a dilemma. I’ve said it, but I don’t have a friend to do it. If I don’t say it, if I have a lump, can this friend continue to do it for a long time?

He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and said.

"I really don't like you."

Song Shifeng was dumbfounded.

"Really?" Song Shifeng, who was very sure just now, suddenly became less sure. He still didn't admit that he was forced into this, so he must have thought wrong.

"I treat you as a brother, as the best buddy, and I can give you everything I have, as long as you want." He said seriously, "Can't friends be honest with each other? Can't friends share wealth? What's wrong with you wanting to thank you for wanting to give you shares? Is it wrong to give you money?"

"No, there is no reason..." He was incomparable and confused, and his whole body was twisted.

"Why is it for no reason, Song Shifeng, I never knew you thought of me so much. Haven't you seen who I am after more than a year? You can't feel how we are getting along? Or should I just treat you Be the best friend? You take me as a friend?" Yan Dong took advantage of the victory and pursued, each sentence poking his heart out.

"No, no, I also regard you as my best friend, really." Song Shifeng hurriedly said in fright, "I was just confused for a while, so you just treat me as crazy and sick, so please forgive me this time. "

"I don't want to today." Yan Dong took away the materials in his hand, turned his head and left.

"Hey, hey, I'm just kidding with you." Song Shifeng hurriedly chased him out, "Give me the information, tear it up."

Yan Dong, Yan Dong ignored him.

Along the way, Song Shifeng said so much good things that he almost squeezed his shoulders and thumped his back, but if he said he ignored him, he just ignored him, and he was very principled.

"It's me who likes you, why don't I like you? I've liked you for a long time, and I want to warm you up!" Song Shifeng blocked his doorway, preventing anyone from entering.

Yan Dong's heart froze for a moment, but in a moment he laughed angrily. What do I like about this guy who is always talking about running the train just to beg forgiveness?What the hell.

"I like you, are you happy?" Song Shifeng smiled at the man, and asked flatteringly.

Yan Dong stretched out his arm suddenly, imprisoning him against the wall and seeing him, commonly known as the wall.

He looked down at him slightly, "Have you liked me for a long time?"

Song Shifeng didn't bother to answer, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Why is this feeling like being hugged in his arms so awkward?

Whether you want to hug or not, who is this half-hugging or not hugging?

Then this guy hugged the tall man fiercely, "Yes, I just like it!" He poked his neck, not professing but provoking.

How could Yan Dong believe it at this time, the more he said that, the more irritable he felt, he slapped Song Shifeng on the back of his waist, and pushed him away, "If you talk about such nonsense, you will break your legs! Get out!"

His expression was serious and stern, an expression Song Shifeng had never seen before, as if he dared to say one more word to sever ties with him, and never communicate with him.

Song Shifeng retreated immediately.

The author says:

Dachuan needs to reflect and ask for a week off.