Mu Ye was the last to go in.

Song Fei saw that Shi Mingyuan and Mu Xiaoting were already inside, but he hadn't seen Mu Ye yet, so after packing up the things in his hand, he went out to greet him, and before he reached the door, Mu Ye had already come in.

Song Fei stopped at the right time, raised his eyes to look at him, and his eyes were as gentle as ever: "Will Young Master Mu play Yuncheng mahjong?" ”

Although mahjong is played in every city, there is a place to play in one place, even if it is a cloud city, the gameplay in the south and north is different.

Since Mu Ye has come to Cloud City, it is inevitable to follow the customs of the locals, but if he doesn't know it at all, Song Fei will naturally not force him.

"A little." Mu Ye said truthfully: "But I'm not very skilled." ”

Song Fei smiled idly, stretched out his hand and motioned Mu Ye to go to the chess and card room inside: "It's okay, play a few more times and you'll be familiar." ”

The two came in one after the other and sat down separately.

Mu Ye and Song Fei represent the Mu family and the Song family respectively, and it is not appropriate to sit opposite each other.

And then there is Mu Xiaoting.

Although the reason why he came here this time was because of his personal relationship with Shi Mingyuan, he was also a member of the Mu family, and it was not appropriate for Song Fei to be opposite to him.

So when Shi Mingyuan first came in, he deliberately gave up his position, Mu Xiaoting on the left, and Mu Ye on the right, and Song Fei sat opposite him.

Mu Ye and Mu Xiaoting......

Forehead......

Although these two people don't feel like they are very good at each other from the beginning, whoever calls them both surnamed Mu really wants to make trouble, and that is also their Mu family's own business.

It has nothing to do with him, Song Fei, and the Song family.

Song Fei was extremely satisfied with this.

Mu Ye also looked fine, except for the warm smile on the corner of his lips, he couldn't see anything.

Seeing that everyone arrived, Shi Mingyuan took the lead in breaking up the cards on the table, Mu Xiaoting looked a little unhappy, but he didn't say anything.

However, four people, three of them have already begun to code cards, Song Fei is still unhurried, holding a mobile phone in one hand, playing idly on the table with the other hand, carelessly playing the base.

Shi Mingyuan: "......" wanted to remind him, but he couldn't make it too obvious, coughed lightly, and then withdrew his gaze and continued to stack the cards in front of him.

I don't know if Song Fei came back to his senses or something else.

With a deep sigh of relief, he straightened up, although his eyes were still on the screen of his mobile phone, but he had obviously paid a lot more attention.

Slender and bony fingers tapped a few times on the screen and then dropped them at hand.

Shi Mingyuan glanced up lazily.

The phone screen shows an unconnected call interface.

But soon, connected, a very familiar voice came from Shi Mingyuan on the other end of the phone: "Mr. Song." ”

Song Fei's secretary, Jin Yan.

As soon as his words fell, Song Fei said directly: "You can let them in." ”

"Them?" Shi Mingyuan frowned and asked suspiciously, "Who else did you call?" ”

"Qin Yao, them."

In this regard, Song Fei has nothing to hide.

Anyway, when people come in a while, they all want to meet.

However, when Qin Yao's two words came out of Song Fei's mouth, Shi Mingyuan and Mu Xiaoting both raised their eyes to look at her.

It's just that compared to Mu Xiaoting's doubts and incomprehension, Shi Mingyuan was a little gloomy, and the strength of pinching the cards was obviously a lot heavier, and a faint blue and white circle could be seen on his fingertips.

After a while, he sneered faintly, frowned, and his voice was much colder than at the beginning: "What did you call her for?" Isn't there enough manpower? ”