"Why are you so lively? ”

Song Ci and the others were talking about the establishment of a freight company.

Song Ci said excitedly, took Jin Ge to look forward to the prospects, and described the operation process of the door-to-door delivery industry in later generations, which made Jin Ge's eyes shine, and his blood boiled so much that he wanted to roll up his sleeves and start drying.

At this time, Zhang Jingyi came over and interjected, slightly breaking the almost white-hot indoor atmosphere.

A few people turned their heads to look over, and when they saw Zhang Jingyi and Yuan Lang who were going and returning, their expressions changed slightly, and then they warmly beckoned the two of them to sit down for dinner.

Zhang Jingyi and the others were not polite, they sat down generously, took the chopsticks and ate with their heads down.

Jin Ge looked at his friend's decadent appearance of overeating, his intuition was wrong, and he turned his head and asked Yuan Lang with a mouth shape:

What's wrong? Didn't work out?

The frosted eggplant is like it, it can't be that you come to the door to ask for relatives and be pouted back, right?

Yuan Lang nodded heavily, picked up a piece of stewed pork ribs, and feasted on it.

The good guy has tossed him this morning, and he is almost out of temper! Now he is exhausted, and he is so hungry that his chest is close to his back, so let him eat the meat slowly, it is so delicious!

"Eat slowly, take a sip?"

Father Song took the hospitality of the host's family and dryly persuaded him to drink.

Zhang Jingyi unceremoniously reached out and asked for a cup of white, tilted his head and coughed.

Jin Ge looked at his angry appearance, angry and funny, and patted him on the back vigorously to persuade:

"If you can't drink it, don't drink it, and don't pay for it when you want to be a liquor?"

Zhang Jingyi turned his head to look at him, his eyes turned red, and he asked the doubts in his heart with the strength of wine:

"Jinzi, you say, where am I inferior to you? You are so old that you dare to think about a young girl, and I have not seen you driven out with a broken leg, and you are still sitting high in the hall, being served by people with good food and drink.

I wondered how I was no worse than you, that I was a better match than you, so why was I turned away from me, and I wasn't even given a chance?

Jin Ge listened to his buddy's questioning, and the expression on his face was indescribable, and he wanted to break off his friendship with him for three days and three nights!

Is there such a thing as a dismantling of the brothers' platform? If you yourself are not in love, you won't be able to see your brother?

can look at Zhang Jingyi's aggrieved appearance of using wine to dispel his sorrows, Jin Ge can't be ruthless and really doesn't care about him.

In the final analysis, Zhang Jingyi is different from him, that is, a humble gentleman, who is polite to the bones, and in ancient times, he was a role like Liu Shita Hui.

can be impulsive and take the initiative to go to the door to confess his heart to the girl he likes, which has probably exhausted his lifelong courage on the road of love, right?

Not being promised was already a huge blow, and it was miserable enough, and he couldn't make it worse.

Jin Ge tried to persuade himself and didn't throw the kid out.

"You just have to reflect on yourself. Finding a partner is not the same as anything else, wishful thinking can't be done.

If people don't want to deal with you, then there must be something about you that makes people unhappy.

It's like selling fruits, and the customer wants to buy two catties of strawberries, and you have to stuff two pineapples, can that person be happy?

Zhang Jingyi was about to cry when he said:

"Kaneko, do you mean I'm a pineapple? Why can't I be a strawberry? Am I not beautiful enough, or am I not sweet enough? I think I can be a strawberry too!"

Song Ci couldn't help it, and snorted with joy.

This guy is a bit of a treasure, and the unexpected contrast is cute.

Zhang Jingyi was even more aggrieved by her laughter, took off her glasses and wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, and muttered in a low voice:

"You laugh at me, don't you think I'm not a strawberry?"

Song Ci saw that he was broken and broken, and he didn't care about his broken self-esteem, he shook his hands and laughed:

"You are stupid, why do you have to worry about what kind of fruit you are, isn't it good to be the owner of the orchard directly? Even if you open a fruit shop, you can bring all the fruits from all over the world into the store, and you can sell it to her whatever you want to eat. ”