Yan Xiwen did not breathe all the way, was upright, and did not squint.

Ye Kaiyang saw it in his eyes, he wanted to laugh, but held back. The first time he came, he behaved better than Yan Xiwen, he was brought by his father, and when he was very young, his father brought him here.

Then until he became an adult, he began to use the resources in his hands to make money, and his father did not bring him a second time.

That's!

But that's the case, when he was in the first grade of elementary school, Ye Kaiyang didn't remember it very clearly. He was brought in by his father, his own father, to play here.

It was really fun, and without the slightest bad intentions, he just watched his dad communicate with a group of people. Cautiously, he felt a world that was very different from usual, but with his father by his side at that time, he was far less affected than Yan Xiwen now.

Ye Kaiyang "clicked" open the door of the room, and went in sideways.

Yan Xiwen followed behind, with a row of spicy eyes on both sides, and he followed closely, as if there was a flood beast chasing behind him.

The whole room is dominated by dark tones, the wooden floors are tight and even, and the wooden textures on the walls are clear.

The light is like day, but the room is empty, and the surrounding darkness is pressing, and the sense of solemnity and thickness is more and more obvious.

There are very few electrical appliances in the room, there is no KTV howl as Yan Xiwen imagined, and all kinds of heavy metals are mixed together, which is deafening. On the contrary, the atmosphere is very low, or mild, harmonious.

"Three twos, one pair, I only have one card left!" a deep voice laughed cheerfully.

"Ah Yang has arrived, well, come on! You can play mahjong when you come, and his brother Huang is too good at poker. We've known each other for so many years, and every time we've won more and lost less. Another young man said in a hoarse voice, rather depressed.

"I don't care, playing mahjong, fighting the landlord, 21 o'clock, I'll follow you!" The third voice was tired, but also very young.

Yan Xiwen couldn't match his voice with people, he only knew that a man surnamed Huang was the president of a bank, a man surnamed Qian had an amazing family background, and a family surnamed Shen was very rich.

"Don't worry, I'll introduce you to a brother today. Come on, come on, this is my newly known brother, called Yan Xiwen, the color of Yan, the Xiwen of Xiwen and the Xiwen of Wu. Ye Kaiyang pulled out a chair and sat down by himself. He pointed to Yan Xiwen with his hand, and at the same time motioned for the other party to sit next to him.

The three men who were immersed in fighting the landlord couldn't extricate themselves, and after listening to Ye Kaiyang's words, they finally turned their heads to Yan Xiwen. Yan Xiwen smiled unhurriedly and said: "The little brother has just arrived, and I hope that the brothers will take care of me!"

As he spoke, he arched his hand thoughtfully, and his posture was very sufficient.

"Let me introduce you, sitting on your right is Huang Shuren, who works at China Construction Bank, an employee of a state-owned enterprise, and a corrupt official!"

"This is a thousand nameless, the little prince of the movie, if you want to make a movie in the future, which girl do you want to support, it is right to ask him to invest money. The subordinates shouted that a large group of people who were making movies, and if they had nothing to do, they could go to be a group performer and have a good time. ”

"This is Shen Huailiang, a rich prodigal, and a thousand nameless embarrassment, the two of them don't know how many good women have been harmed. Ye Kaiyang said, took out a cigarette, and gave one to each person at the table. I took out a lighter, lit it, took a puff of beauty, and spit out a smoke ring.

"Ye Zi, how can you speak? What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? Who am I talking to, can you talk? Can Brother Qian, and I be embarrassed? We are invincible in the world! You are envious and jealous, you don't need to slander me. The young man sitting on Ye Kaiyang's left hand, that is, the "Shen Huailiang" in his mouth, was dissatisfied.

Qian Wuming, who was sitting opposite Yan Xiwen, took the cigarette and put it in his mouth, and directly threatened Ye Fatzi: "Dead fat man, next time I want to stuff people into the crew, you can stuff it in, I'll call you dad!

Ye Kaiyang smiled and said, "Eh, be good, call again to listen!"

Qian Nameless said with a black face: "The dead fat man is really shameless!"

The yellow tree man on Yan Xiwen's right hand has a very strange name. Zhou Shuren, Li Shuren, and Wang Shuren are not strange. But a yellow tree person, yellow can refer to a certain color in Chinese, yellow tree people, Yan Xiwen always felt that this name was strange.

But he didn't think much about it, there are thousands of names in the world, and there are many names he has never seen or heard.

Huang Shuren smiled and didn't speak, he won again. He has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he has no pressure on these little brothers, and he can easily crush them.

Yan Xiwen swallowed his saliva and sat next to him silently. There was a feeling of contempt in my heart, but more of an envy of this atmosphere of unbridled jokes.

Sometimes, people are much happier when they have a few friends with the same habits.

Yan Xiwen has always been reluctant to give up some of his previous friendships, even if he is cautious, he has to maintain them well, which is based on his inner feelings.

As a science student, a man who studied engineering in college, is it too incredible to rely on logic when doing things, and relying on feelings and hearts when making choices?

But that's what he thinks, and he's always done.

You like to read books, and your friends like to play games, which is not called a disagreement between the three views. When you are reading a book, he says what's the use of reading a book? Isn't it just pretending to be a literary pickle girl, which is called a disagreement between the three views!

You like to have skewers at food stalls, and friends like to go to Western restaurants to eat steaks, which is not called a disagreement between the three views. But when you were playing skewers at the food stall, he said that the food stall was unhygienic and not delicious, and that you were too picky, which was a disagreement!

Friends with the same three views do not mean that two people are required to be exactly the same. Instead, we can seek common ground while reserving differences, tolerate and appreciate each other.

How can a person who only knows how to pick on the shortcomings of friends make a friendship last for a long time?

He envied the relationship between these four people, he could laugh and scold, and blurt out swear words at any time.

Yan Xiwen greeted the three of them one by one, which was a preliminary impression. Huang Shuren is the oldest, and by looking at the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, he can see that he is not young.

Secondly, Ye Kaiyang should be the second oldest of the four, and he looks like this in physiognomy. In the end, Qian Wuming and Shen Huailiang, Yan Xiwen guessed that it should be between the two and the middle, maybe Qian Wuming should be bigger, because Shen Huailiang called him "Brother Qian".

But these people have a close relationship with each other and call each other brothers, and they may not be judged by age.

Qian Wuming shrunk on the chair, and it could be seen that his height was at least 175cm or more, because when he shuffled the cards, he could see that his arms were very long, and his figure was neither fat nor thin, and he was neutral.

Shen Huailiang looks like a creamy little student, because his face is really white, and he is also waxed, a coquettish horse! He also crossed Erlang's legs, flicking his mobile phone one by one, and only occasionally glanced at the playing cards.

Yan Xiwen observed for a week, and the three of them were still fighting the landlord. Ye Kaiyang probed his brain to look at the cards beside Shen Huailiang, ready to teach him how to play cards.

He was a little bored and was about to get up and walk around the room to see what they were playing.

"That day I was strolling in the sunset,......"

Yan Xiwen's mobile phone rang, which was the ringtone of his previous old age machine days. Later, he was reluctant to change his mobile phone, so he set the ringtone to this again.

Who will call him at this time? Yan Xiwen wondered in his heart.