Chapter 198: The Same Kind of People
Zhao Yize stepped on the accelerator and proposed recklessly: "I'll pick up the sample clothes tomorrow." β
Zhang Yan was taken aback: "Why?" β
After driving to the first intersection, Zhao Yidang held the steering wheel and turned left, paying attention to the road conditions, while laughing: "How about going for two drinks?" β
"It's working time."
Zhao Yize raised his eyebrows: "Isn't your job now to accompany me to see the sample clothes?" β
Zhang Yan nodded.
Zhao Yize smiled proudly: "So, I want to drink now, and I'll see the sample clothes tomorrow." β
Zhang Yan didn't say anything and acquiesced.
He was in a terrible mood now, and when he got into the car just now, his whole head was filled with Miao Yuanyuan's eyes full of apology but with a hint of determination.
He thinks he is a calm and self-controlled person, but there will always be an accident in everything, and his accident is that he met Miao Yuanyuan.
Miao Yuanyuan is a very charismatic woman, although she is not beautiful or slender enough, but when she is with her, she will inadvertently let go of all the defenses in his heart and get along easily.
Zhang Yan, who is good at franchising, feels that he is actually quite tired of living, and when he is tired, others are tired and tired, but he is tired.
So whenever he stays alone with Miao Yuanyuan, that comfortable and comfortable taste makes him unconsciously a little addicted, his feelings for Miao Yuanyuan are serious, and the idea of getting married is also firm, but he never thought that he could perceive the benefits of Miao Yuanyuan, and others also remembered it early, and started earlier than him.
Sui Yi.
Zhang Yan grinded the name between his teeth, when they actually met. He heard more than once from Miao Yuanyuan's mouth about this cousin's deeds, one by one, all of them were expressions of the shadow of childhood.
When I really saw Sui Yi himself, although I didn't want to recognize it, I still had to admit that he was an extremely handsome man, tall, handsome, and gave people an indescribable sense of security.
Such an excellent man actually likes the person he likes, although this recognition makes his self-esteem that has fallen to the bottom flutter up a little. But when he looked at Miao Yuanyuan's bright and pure eyes. When the sudden overflow of surprise, guilt and apology, he clearly felt his heart throb twice.
Zhang Yan raised his hand and gently pounded his chest, feeling that his overly suppressed emotions were slightly evacuated.
"You're a man. Can you have a bar? β
Zhao Yize asked suddenly.
Zhang Yan looked at Zhao Yize.
Crisp short hair with ears. Revealing round, crystalline pinna. With a tall nose bridge and a pointed chin, she is actually quite beautiful.
Look down. Falling to the slender hands holding the steering wheel, looking at the exquisitely crafted license plate between the two hands, like this high-end sports car, I am afraid that he needs to struggle for life, and I don't know if he can have the opportunity to have it.
Thinking of such a Bai Fumei being dumped for the same reason as himself, Zhang Yan's mood that has been low has improved a little, what is more than looking at the misfortune of an excellent person?
Because of this kind of inauthentic thought, Zhang Yan did not deliberately pick on the fault in Zhao Yize's words, and nodded.
Zhao Yize showed a white smile at him, turned his head, and drove intently.
The place where Zhao Yize took Zhang Yan was a high-end club in the city that had been around for some years, and he had no money or power to look at the overly luxurious faΓ§ade when passing by.
Zhang Yan came to this place once, he accompanied Guan Zhong to negotiate the contract, he walked behind Zhao Yize, looked at her familiar card point bag, and then was led by the waiter all the way to the elegant seat on the second floor.
Sitting here, you can clearly see the stage laid on the first floor, and the figures with bright lights flickering from time to time.
After Zhao Yize sat down, he ordered a table of drinks first, and then asked for a few fruit plates casually.
When everything was ready, the waiter withdrew.
Under the dim light, everyone's faces became a little blurred, and their faces seemed to be covered with a layer of the most high-end concealer, hiding all the shortcomings, and the advantages were infinitely magnified.
Zhao Yize looked at Zhang Yan who was sitting beside him, pursed her lips and smiled, she raised her glass to Zhang Yan: "We two frustrated people, how about having a drink together?" β
Zhang Yan picked up the cup, touched her lightly, and drank it dry, feeling that his throat, which was originally a little tight, was much moister.
Zhao Yize drank all the wine in the cup, poured the cup and shook it at Zhang Yan, and then took care of the full wine, threw delicious nuts into his mouth with one hand, and took two sips of beer with a few sips of nuts.
Zhang Yan looked sideways at Zhao Yize's self-satisfied drinking, his eyes fell on the wine in front of him, he reached out to take the cup, and poured himself a drink.
After a few glasses of wine, loud music began to come from the stage on the first floor, very noisy, but just right.
Zhao Yize inadvertently looked up at Zhang Yan, and saw that he had just come over, looked at each other, fixed for two seconds, the two of them laughed out loud, the originally somewhat embarrassing atmosphere instantly became harmonious, and I don't know who started first, the two began to toast each other again, and the two people who were not familiar with each other were suddenly opened because of a few unintentional gossip.
Glass after glass of wine was poured into the stomach, and the words were said one after another.
Zhang Yan's amount of alcohol has been exercised in the past two years because of his work, and the wine he drinks in his stomach now will not make him drunk, but his mood will be somewhat affected, when he noticed that the skin on his face began to unconsciously gather a little, squeezing out a silly smile, he stopped at the right time and stopped adding wine.
Zhao Yize drank a little high, and began to talk more, she gestured at Zhang Yan, and said in a loud voice but vaguely: "Zhang, Zhang Gong?" β
Although he knew that she was a little drunk, Zhang Yan still smiled as thoughtfully as possible and replied, "Well, what? β
Zhao Yize compared his fingers on his face with some shaky fingers, and pointed at Zhang Yan again: "Tell me, where am I not good enough?" Am I not beautiful? Aren't you rich enough? Isn't the body size standard? Why did he break up with me so ruthlessly? β
Zhang Yan looked at Zhao Yize in pain, and his eyes gradually became a little sloppy.
yes, isn't he good enough? Don't you love her enough? Isn't it good enough for her? Why did she leave him so resolutely?
Zhao Yize didn't intend to hear his answer, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he took a big sip of the wine glass: "Sometimes I think about it, I am too uneasy, I broke up and broke up, and I still think about it in my heart every day, and then I figured it out, in fact, I am just unwilling." (To be continued.) )