The two took a taxi and went straight to the snack street.

Not to mention, although the dishes in Ziyue's restaurant taste good, Yao Yi didn't use chopsticks much at the table, and most of the time he chatted and talked about things.

He really needs a second lesson at this time, and he can't go to bed hungry.

In hindsight, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

If I knew that it would be better to talk less nonsense and eat more food at the table, then it would be more meaningful to live today.

When the two arrived at the place, Fan Li, Liu Jue and Bai Fan, as well as Bai Fan's best friend, were sitting in the corner of a food stall.

Although the food stalls are mixed, it is not always possible to meet the little bastards who are not eye-opening every day.

There was Fan Li, a man with the words "not easy to mess with" written on his face, sitting there, even if there were some drunks who had drunk three rounds next to him and were curious because of Liu Jue and Bai Fan's appearance, they didn't dare to come over and make trouble after all.

This proves another truth, it is difficult to write money on your face.

Even if you wear a famous brand worth hundreds of thousands, others don't know the goods, the white knife will not be soft when the red knife goes out, and no matter how rich you are, you don't have a second life.

But the most intuitive way to judge whether a person is easy to mess with or not is to look at the body shape and demeanor.

As far as Fan Li is concerned, the safety factor of walking outside alone is much higher than that of Yao Yi.

Seeing Yao Yi and Mi Meng coming through the crowd, Liu Jue stood up, looked at him with a little curiosity, and asked with a little gossip, "How is your meal?"

Mi Meng glanced back at Yao Yi, as if asking for his consent.

Yao Yi nodded slightly, indicating that you can talk about it, there is nothing that cannot be mentioned.

Mi Meng immediately sat down, "Hey, don't mention it, this meal really shattered my dreams!"

Very good, perfect opening remarks, beautiful storytelling talent, Mi Meng just said a word, and took out a super big explosive suspense to hang everyone's appetite.

Even Fan Li, who wasn't very interested in gossip, put down his chopsticks and turned his head to look at her.

Liu Jue asked, "What's wrong?"

Mi Meng sighed and told the story of the dinner.

Over there, Bai Fan's best friend Chen Yiyue's husband Qian Yi nodded, "I've heard of Ma Zhijin, he has a very bad reputation, and he likes to eat and get cards to ask for new authors." Many people have opinions about him, but he has a wide network, and they can't do anything about him. Shangjing Education Publishing House will rot in his hands sooner or later. ”

Qian Yi was wearing a white shirt and gold-wire glasses, and he looked quite kind and middle-aged.

Mi Meng slapped the table with hatred, "That's it, what a stinky editor-in-chief! If I had known that the editors of the publishing house were all these things, I shouldn't have wanted to be a writer!"

Qian Yi, who was drinking beer, almost choked to death without giving a sip.

Bai Fan desperately gave Mi Meng a look.

Qian Yi's wife, Chen Yiyue, was smiling.

Mi Meng reacted immediately.

Oh mom, I'm angry, why did I forget that Brother Qian in front of me is also an editor of a publishing house!

Bai Fan excused Mi Meng, "Old Qian, don't be angry with Mi Meng, she will be straightforward and talk nonsense, and she will make a mistake." ”

Yao Yi silently added two words beside him, "This is called Kouhi." ”

Everyone was at a loss, "What is Kouhi?"

Yao Yimeng reacted, yes, the Internet term is not popular now.

He had to add, "It's just that he doesn't keep the door open, and he just says something that is easy to cause misunderstanding by others." I'm happy, but this kind of talk is often biased and unpleasant. On the way over, I have already told Mi Meng not to generalize, but she is single-line, Brother Qian is embarrassed. ”

Qian Yi glanced at Yao Yi with a little appreciation, thinking to himself how to write this young textbook, but he did have the demeanor of a general.

He waved his hand, "You can't blame Mi Meng." In the past few years, there have indeed been a lot of rat feces in my industry that have spoiled a pot of soup, especially Ma Zhijin. It's a pity that I'm soft-spoken, he's the editor-in-chief of the Taishe, and I'm far inferior to them in terms of the scale of Shangjing literature and art, and I'm just an editor-in-chief, so I can't change the atmosphere of the entire industry, so I can only do my best. ”

"Yo, do you want to learn from Ma Zhijin? I heard you say that Ma Zhijin likes to arrange his wife's various illnesses outside. In the past few years, his wife has had hepatitis, appendicitis, lymphitis, and all the places on her body that can be inflamed have been burned. ”

Chen Yiyue smiled and patted her man's shoulder, which was quite intimate.

Qian Yi hurriedly shrunk his neck, "Don't dare, don't dare! My wife, my little heart can only hold you!"

"Yo, is it just me? If I fall into the water with your mother, who will you save?"

"Hey!"

"Look at you stupid, I can swim, you landlubber can't swim, who can you save?

"My wife is mighty!"

Yao Yi watched the interaction between the young couple, but lost his mind for a moment.

He suddenly had a lot of content in his mind, and in the nearly twenty years since he married Jiang Jingshu in his previous life, there has never been a moment like Qian Yi and Chen Yiyue now.

There is intimacy hidden in laughter and scolding, and they sit together in food stalls and joke with each other while drinking.

I always get along with Jiang Jingshu so calmly and warmly.

It's good to say that this is like respecting each other, but in a sense, the two will always have a lingering sense of separation.

Even if Yao Yi had fooled around outside in his previous life, he went home with other people's lipstick marks on his face, and he couldn't wait for a little angry expression on Jiang Jingshu's face.

It seems that marrying herself has made her even angry emotions erased under the weight.

Yao Yi's expression was a little gloomy.

Their wealth may be less than one-ten-thousandth of mine, but their happiness is several times that of mine.

So envious.

Over there, Bai Fan caught a glimpse of Yao Yi's expression, but he thought that he was uncomfortable because of the failure of publishing, and he was holding on at this moment.

Bai Fan quietly stabbed Chen Yiyue's best friend's thigh.

The two good sisters have been friends for more than ten years, and Chen Yiyue immediately said: "By the way, Sister Fan, you said before that there is a particularly powerful young man in your store, it is Yao Yi, right?"

Bai Fan answered, "That's right." ”

Chen Yiyue immediately turned her face and said to Qian Yi: "Old Qian, I'll give you a task." Sister Fan's eyes on people, you have an understanding, right? I don't think so, how about you go back and help Yao Yi review the manuscript? He Ma Zhi can't get in, don't you Shangjing literature and art also make teaching materials? Maybe Ma Zhijin will still miss the old hen that lays golden eggs. ”

Qian Yi got Yi's will, so it was naturally not good to sweep his wife's face at the table, so he agreed, but he didn't say anything, "Of course it's no problem, but Yao Yi is familiar with each other, after all, I'm just an editor-in-chief in the unit, and I can't make a decision." So I don't dare to pack a ticket with you, I can only guarantee that if your book is of excellent quality, I will push it to the end. ”

"That's a good feeling, thank you Brother Qian, come, take a drink. ”

"It's done!"

Yao Yi smiled.

This is the right way for true friends to introduce people and deal with each other.

Qian Yi's handling was delicate.

Not only made his wife Chen Yiyue happy, but he didn't completely trap himself in, and there was naturally a cost to publishing a book, and he didn't throw away his professional requirements.

Mi Meng thought that this matter was a certainty, and her heart fell to the ground, and she was so happy.

After a good meal, they left each other's contact information, and everyone left.

Yao Yi drank until he was five points drunk.

Mi Meng was a little bent under her feet, and she had to be supported by Liu Jue to walk steadily.

Fan Li basically didn't drink, and walked side by side with Yao Yi.

"That's all that Ma Zhijin?"

Fan Li suddenly asked coldly.

Yao Yi waved his hand, "Thank you Brother Fan for your kindness, it's just a trivial matter, I have an arrangement." Once a person has detached himself from his past life, he must find a way to completely dissociate himself from his past self. ”

"Yes, understood. ”

"Brother Fan, how is your work?"

"I have to think of some more ways, if I want to settle down in Shangjing, then I have to buy a house, only in this way can I give her a warm home, and now is not enough. ”

"Don't worry, the times are big, the stage is big, Brother Fan, you are capable, I believe you can handle it. ”

"Thank you for your good words. ”

Early the next morning, Yao Yi got up early, then took out his mobile phone, turned out a number and dialed it.

The owner of this number is named Pan Xi, a friend Yao Yi met when he was a teenager and briefly fooled around outside.

The son of Shang Jing Pan's boss.

This Boss Pan is also a legend, he also started from scratch back then, and now has seventeen or eighteen private clubs, three or four high-end hotels, and seven or eight large chain KTVs in Shangjing.

Boss Pan and the Yao family are naturally incomparable, but in Shangjing's underground circle, he is a man of his word.

Pan Xi has won the true biography of his Lao Tzu, and there are many wild roads.

Yao Qiping was reluctant to see Yao Yi deal with Pan Xi, but Boss Pan wished that his son could get closer to Yao Yi.

Later, Yao Yi retracted his studies under the pressure of Yao Qi, and the two gradually lost contact, but now if Yao Yi wants Pan Xi to help him do something, Xiao Pan will definitely not refuse.

"Xi Zai, I have something to look for you. ”

"Gotcha!

"Don't mess with whoever you want, be mature. Meet and talk, see you at 1 p.m., see you in the dynamic world, do you remember the dynamic world?"

"Hey, isn't it dying?"

"Li Ming has been revitalized again, meet and talk, I have something to do, hang up first. ”

Yao Yi doesn't know how much the country has done to monitor mobile phones today, but he has developed a habit for many years, and some things can't be talked about on the phone.