Chapter 907: The Warmth He Gave (7)

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Lu Bancheng has not returned to China for more than a year, and he can't finish socializing after he comes back.

At the end of the day, he didn't know how many games he had participated in, and after finally leaving from the "Golden Splendor" in the evening, he wanted to drive home, but he was called to the "Beijing Club" to play mahjong at the table.

Lu Bancheng has always been talkative, although he is very tired after a day of entertainment, but sitting at the mahjong table, he can still mobilize the atmosphere very harmoniously.

I don't know if it's really a response to the sentence "frustrated in love, proud of the casino", tonight's Lu Bancheng is so lucky that he will come to whatever card he wants, and win all the way to the end.

"Mr. Lu's subordinates are merciful, and if we continue to win, our brothers will be bankrupt tonight......" Mr. Zhang, who was sitting opposite Lu Bancheng, made a joke.

Lu Bancheng smiled lightly, didn't speak, the money that should be won was still won, until the end of a game, the start of a new game, when it was his turn to throw the dice, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang an alarm, he reflexively put the dice to the side at random, said "sorry", immediately took out the mobile phone from his pocket, clicked on the game, waited for about thirty seconds, the time at the top of the screen became three o'clock, and then sent out the joke he had prepared in advance.

"In the middle of the night, why does Mr. Lu still order an alarm?" Mr. Yi, who was on the left-hand side, asked curiously.

Lu Bancheng lowered his eyelids calmly, didn't say anything, put away his mobile phone, picked up the dice, and threw some points.

Everyone saw that Lu Bancheng didn't mean to reply, and they didn't ask, just the alarm clock when he was abroad, and then continued to play cards.

The atmosphere on the mahjong table soon returned to normal, and everyone played cards while playing the same as just now.

It may be that they talked for too long and had no topic, and in the end, they went around and around, and several big men actually went around to the topic of emotional feelings.

The first to draw out was the one opposite Lu Bancheng: "I saw my first love a while ago, it's been more than 20 years, and I actually recognized her at a glance in the crowd." ”

"What? Still excited? The man on Lu Bancheng's right spoke.

"I am excited, but I can't say it, but I feel a little emotional, the time when I chased her in school."

"Alas, over the years, the business has become bigger and bigger, and the days have gotten better and better, but love has become farther and farther away." The one on the right of Lu Bancheng used to aspire to be a poet, but in the end he became a businessman, but when he talked about it, he was still literary and artistic, and finally he didn't forget to sigh: "Sometimes, I just think, what is love?" ”

The other two, along with his words, chatted about the topic of "love".

A few people chatted very happily, some people talked about their love history, and some people talked about their regrets, Lu Bancheng never interjected, but the action of touching cards and playing cards would stop from time to time.

He doesn't know what love is, but he knows that if he really loves someone, when he talks about love with someone, the first thing that comes to mind will be her figure.

Thinking of her, as well as her and his story, Lu Bancheng suddenly became a little distracted, he absentmindedly finished playing this game, made an excuse, and left the game early.

Coming out of the "Beijing Club" and standing on the side of the road, Lu Bancheng did not rush to get into the car, but lit a cigarette first.

Probably influenced by the topic just now, he also took out his mobile phone when he smoked.