Zhang Yifei was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood the meaning of Zhao Chufeng's words: "Fourth uncle, they have also experienced a lot, but everyone's experience is different, if you want to talk about experience, I can only say that it is equally divided; ”

Zhao Chufeng looked at Zhang Yifei and smiled: "That's natural, you are my own nephew, how can I not take care of you?"

There is a distinction between intimacy and intimacy in any relationship, including blood relatives.

Although Zhao Chufeng and Zhang Yifei's blood relationship is very close, Zhang Yifei doesn't like this fourth uncle, he always feels that Zhao Chufeng's eyes are very cold when he looks at him, especially when his eyes are slightly narrowed, the light radiating from his eyes is like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, which makes people shudder, this kind of look makes Zhang Yifei feel very uncomfortable, and there is an urge to slap the ashtray on his face.

At the same time, he also understands why his father and the fourth uncle in front of him are not on the same stand, Zhao Huyue feels like water, quiet and calm, and does everything, while Zhao Chufeng feels like explosives, one point, if Zhang Yifei is not mistaken, then Zhao Chufeng has definitely always played the role of a gun, and Zhao Tianlin is a gun.

This meal was a little uncomfortable, the so-called words were not speculative for more than half a sentence, the uncle and nephew sat at the table, and there were all kinds of exquisite dishes on the table, but Zhang Yifei was not in the mood to eat, compared to Zhao Qifeng.

Back then, Zhang Yifei was lost, and he also had a share, and now looking at this powerful nephew, Zhao Chufeng's heart will feel better.

"Yifei, find a time to change your surname back to Zhao!" Zhao Qifeng said lightly.

Zhang Yifei was stunned, why did the people of the Zhao family think like this, the old man is like this, Zhao Huyue is like this, and Zhao Qifeng is like this.

Zhang Yifei raised his eyebrows: "Why did you change your surname?"

Zhao was stunned, a little surprised by his answer.

"Why didn't you change it? You should have been surnamed Zhao. ”

Zhang Yifei smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes: "What should be and what should not be in this world? Could it be that if I go to the Zhao family a few times, I will have to be surnamed Zhao?"

"Besides, Zhang Wang, Li Zhao, Liu have traveled all over the world, and my surname is right in the first place, why should I give up the first and replace it with the second-to-last?"

A sharp cold light shot out of Zhao Chufeng's eyes, and the cold light was like a sword, penetrating people's hearts.

Zhang Yifei raised his head and looked directly at Zhao Qifeng's gaze without showing weakness.

Zhang Yifei has his own insistence, when the old man Zhao asked Zhang Yifei to have the surname, Zhang Yifei refused, and the old man did not have any way about it, but asked Zhang Yifei's future children to be surnamed Zhao.

Zhang Yifei also agreed to this.

If Zhang Yifei changes his surname, then he is probably no longer Zhang Yifei, and the strong will have their own persistence.

Uncle and nephew confronted each other in silence, and the sound of crackling sparks could be heard in the air.

"The old man has promised me not to let me have the surname, do you dare to disobey the old man?" Zhang Yifei looked at Zhao Qifeng with sharp eyes.

Zhao Chufeng sighed softly, he learned from the boss that Zhang Yifei was not easy to deal with, and now it seems that it is true, this nephew of his is indeed very stubborn.

"Yifei, your temper is not at all like your father, but like your mother. ”

"yes, I'm glad I have a temper like my mother's. ”

"I don't know if it's good or bad!"

"Hehe, Fourth Uncle, haven't you heard such a saying?"

"Oh, what colloquialism?"

"A daughter is like a father, and a son is like a mother. ”

The two of them were smiling, but the words were swordsmanlike, and the words were constantly sharp, like two old monks sitting and talking to each other, and the wind was gusting in the private room.

"The fourth uncle specially invited his nephew to dinner, can you have a few drinks with your nephew?" Zhang Yifei smiled softly.

Zhao Chufeng looked at Zhang Yifei for a long time, and said with a smile: "My alcohol consumption is not bad, if you are drunk by me, my sister-in-law will blame me when I look back." ”

"Fourth uncle, don't blame your nephew for bullying the elderly, I'm afraid you can't let me down with this amount of alcohol. Zhang Yifei didn't care about that.

Zhao Huyue was silent for a moment, and then laughed: "Okay, it's rare to have a meal with my nephew, let's not get drunk and don't go home." ”

Zhang Yifei got up with a smile and went out to order the waiter to serve wine.

Soon, the waiter came in with a ceramic wine jug, poured a whole bottle of Moutai into the jug, and poured wine for Zhao Chufeng and Zhang Yifei in turn.

So the uncle and nephew began to drink, and after a few glasses, the dull and hostile atmosphere in the previous private room was swept away, and the wine table gradually became lively.

Pushing the cup to change the lamp, the cup is dry, Zhang Yifei somehow made a big show today, toasting one cup after another, until Zhao Chufeng's eyes were straight, two bottles of Moutai were down, Zhao Chufeng faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong, and then looked at Zhang Yifei, this kid also drank a lot, but his face didn't blush, he still looked smiling, and he didn't get drunk at all.

After drinking the fourth bottle, Zhao Chufeng's body had already begun to shake, his eyes were scattered, and seeing that Zhang Yifei was still fine, Zhao Chufeng couldn't help but smile bitterly, he was tested by alcohol, and now he can be regarded as capsized in the gutter and planted in the hands of young juniors.

"Fourth uncle, this glass of wine nephew respects you, I wish you success and all your wishes. Zhang Yifeipo had a little unrelenting taste, stood up and clinked glasses with Zhao Chufeng, raised his head and drank it all, grinned and then flashed the bottom of the cup at Zhang Yifei.

Zhao Qifeng stared blankly at the full glass of wine in front of him, shook his head vigorously, gritted his teeth and drank the wine.

The waiter poured the two full of wine, Zhang Yifei then stood up again, held the wine glass and said: "After the nephew arrived in the capital, he didn't go to see the fourth uncle, but the fourth uncle came to the banquet for the nephew, which made the nephew very unhappy, and this glass of wine made the fourth uncle apologize." ”

Zhao Chufeng was a little frightened, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "That's it, I will drink this wine today......

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yifei showed an aggrieved look and said: "It seems that the fourth uncle is unwilling to forgive me as a junior, and my nephew will do it first as a respect, if you make up your mind and don't want to forgive me, you might as well leave this glass of wine there and not move, all the mistakes are the nephew's fault." ”

Zhao Qifeng was very helpless and picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all.

"The fourth uncle is really a good amount of wine, in order to celebrate you, my uncle and nephew meet here, and my nephew toasts you. Zhang Yifei picked up his wine glass again and stood up.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Chufeng was finally poured down on the table by Zhang Yifei.

And Zhang Yifei's face was also a little red at the moment.

After a while, Zhao Chufeng's driver walked in and dragged the drunk Zhao Chufeng out half-supported and half-hugged. Before leaving, Zhao Chufeng was still drunk and muttered: "I really can't see through you, I can't see through you......"

Looking at Zhao Chufeng, who was helped out, Zhang Yifei sighed softly: "Fourth uncle, if you can see through me, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you a long time ago." ”

Looking at a glass of wine on the table, Zhang Yifei took a drink and drank it all: "Fourth uncle, you are a man, but it's a pity that you got on the thief ship!"

Zhang Yifei's tone was full of helplessness and desolation.