In the Hongcheng Hotel, Liu Zhu and others did not drink less because of the return of Hon Hai.

At this time, Xiaohu pushed open the door of the private room and entered the house, and said in Liu Zhu's ear: "Brother, Zhang Baisong is here!" ”

"Let him in, Xiaohai doesn't have a bad relationship with him?" Liu Zhu raised his head suspiciously and said.

At this time, Huang Shan seemed to have finally waited for the opportunity to stand up and said, "If you didn't come in, there is something, have you drunk too much?" If you drink too much, stay here, Xiaohai, you drink Ang, I'll take care of something! ”

Hon Hai looked at Huang Shan and asked, "Is there something big, Brother Huang?" I have a good relationship with him, should I go over? ”

"Oh, I just went home, so many people are waiting for you to accompany them to drink, you drink, after a while, I will do Dong Ang with the pillar, Xian Le will take our Xiaohai to be chic and chic, don't talk about the calf!" Huang Shan said with a smile and then turned around and was about to leave, but Liu Zhu reached out and suddenly grabbed Huang Shan's pants.

Huang Shan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Liu Zhu silently.

"Hurry up and come back, I'm glad my brother is back!" Liu Zhu frowned and whispered.

"Got it, drink less!" Huang Shan replied with a smile, and then left the private room with Xiao Hu and walked towards his office.

In Huangshan's office, Zhang Baisong's face was pale, and he was a little restless sitting on the sofa, and Zhang Baisong, who saw Huang Shan enter the house, seemed to be relieved to stand up and look at Huang Shan and open his mouth to speak, but Huang Shan waved his hand and said, "Xiao Hu, you let Xiao Wuzi bring my tea, and then you go to drink too, it's okay!" ”

Xiao Hu understood this very well, so he nodded and agreed, and then closed the door and went out.

Huang Shan and Zhang Baisong watched Xiao Hu leave and then sat on the sofa, and then Huang Shan looked at Zhang Baisong and said, "Baisong, the pillar and you turned out to be friends, right?" ”

Zhang Baisong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded in acknowledgement.

"Then since you're a friend, you shouldn't say it, and you shouldn't do things that aren't friends, right?" Huang Shan looked at Zhang Baisong and asked again.

From the time Zhang Baisong entered the house to the present, what Huang Shan said after two sentences was so reasonable and well-founded that Zhang Baisong swallowed all the words he had thought about and didn't say a word!

"Hongcheng opens the door to do business, if you feel trembling, you can live in, and I will give you a discount!" Huang Shan was very satisfied with Zhang Baisong's lack of speech, so he smiled and reached out to pat Zhang Baisong's thigh, then stood up and continued: "Hon Hai is back, just now I said that you two have a good relationship, will you go over and have a drink?" ”

Zhang Baisong looked at Huang Shan's expression and suddenly smiled, this kind of smile is a wise man's smile in Huang Shan's eyes, but it is very bitter, more like a kind of self-deprecation!

"I won't go, if we really have a good relationship, I can't come over today, I'm leaving, Lao Huang, thank you!" After Zhang Baisong finished speaking, he stood up and sighed and said.

Huang Shan looked at Zhang Baisong and suddenly opened his mouth when he was about to go out, and said, "Baisong, the so-called convincing people with virtue, that is nothing to do, indifferent to fame and fortune because the interests are not your share!" ”

After listening to Huang Shan's last sentence, Zhang Baisong walked out of the office without looking back.

Huang Shan waited for Zhang Baisong to leave completely, then reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and muttered softly: "Fortunately, he is a person who knows the times, otherwise he would have buried one in Chaoyanggou today, and he would have to bury one of his mother Liang Shanbo's one hundred and eight generals tomorrow!" ”

When Huang Shan was muttering, Xiao Wuzi walked in with a tea box and asked Huang Shan with a smile, "Brother Huang, tea!" ”

"It's okay, take it and send it somewhere, you don't need it!" Huang Shan smiled and hugged Xiao Wuzi's neck and said, and then in Xiao Wuzi's puzzled eyes, Huang Shan drank the small meat jokes turned by the two of them, and returned to the private room where the banquet Hon Hai was brisk, as if nothing had happened.

That night, Zhang Baisong went home in a rare way.

Zhang Baisong used to be absurd and unreasonable, and when he was messing around outside, he didn't have a very good relationship with his father Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang always felt that his son was out of tune, and he didn't deserve to be his son, plus Zhang Baisong did a lot of ridiculous things in those years, so he simply let Zhang Baisong move out by himself, so Zhang Baisong has been a good mix for so many years, but his father Lao Zhang has also completely retired, so the two fathers and sons are always busy and the other is at ease and there is no good opportunity to sit down and have a good chat.

After Zhang Baisong went home today, Lao Zhang rarely cooked two side dishes and drank some wine with his son.

Zhang Baisong's mother was quite happy to get off the table to watch the TV series in advance, so the father and son were left to sit a little awkwardly at the dinner table.

After a long time, Lao Zhang suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "There is no turning back, right?" ”

Zhang Baisong smiled bitterly and said, "What are you talking about? Is it really dementia? Why haven't you looked back? ”

Lao Zhang glanced at Zhang Baisong and suddenly said, "Why is your hair still white?" ”

Zhang Baisong was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched his sideburns, and then said speechlessly, "I'm old too!" ”

"Let's go home and live!" Lao Zhang suddenly opened his mouth and said.

Zhang Baisong forgot how long he hadn't had such mood swings, and when he heard Lao Zhang's words, he suddenly laughed like tears.

"I can't let you have an accident if you fight for this old life, now Gao Qing's matter has not reached that point, you can't tell if you really wait for people to come to the door!" Lao Zhang said with some bitterness.

Zhang Baisong smiled and let the tears fall, stretched out his hand and patted his father's hand and said, "Your son is incompetent, from the time his mother saw the opportunity, he hesitated to let the family take the first pot of gold, and when no one was sober in the back, he stood in the wrong line, and now let others be used as stepping stones, I am embarrassed Dad!" ”

A sentence of "Dad! ”

A sentence of "grievance! ”

Let Lao Zhang also burst into tears in an instant!

Zhang Baisong did not stay at home that night, but talked to his mother after drinking too much for his father, and then gave a deposit to his mother, and then left the house.

Sitting in his deserted home, Zhang Baisong's table was filled with a cloth bag that had not been opened for a long time.

Zhang Baisong opened it tremblingly, revealing a small sterile box, in which two glass needles were neatly placed.

"Damn, how long has it been since you pulled this calf, why am I still a little excited when I see this old fellow?" After Zhang Baisong finished smiling, he skillfully tied his arm with a tourniquet......

A few minutes later, Zhang Baisong rolled his eyes up and plunged into the sofa.