The clubhouse is elegant, the style is very high, and the winding path leads to the secluded place, and you can follow Manager Chen to the depths. When the door was pushed open, she saw a lot of people sitting around a round table inside, and the first thing she saw was not Zhai Jin, but Joe sitting in the corner puffing smoke.

Today he was different from any previous time, he simply wore a white shirt on his body, his eyes were faint and difficult to distinguish, and the smoke hid his face behind him, which seemed clear and blurry, and Lin Miao's eyes were stunned.

A certain image flashed in his mind, and the memory was suddenly pulled for a long time, there was once a teenager who lived in Lin Miao's heart, and he was always wearing a white shirt. For many years afterward, she felt that no one could interpret the white shirt more elegantly and beautifully than him, but when she saw Joe today, she felt a sense of déjà vu.

It's not that Joe looks like the boy, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth and shallow black eyes touched Lin Miao's heartstrings.

She immediately lowered her eyes, not letting the emotion appear on her face.

When she looked up again, she was a little afraid to look at Joe, but she couldn't help but drift towards him. Among the crowd, he actually wore the simplest white shirt, the most sultry and heroic, even Zhai Jin, who was very handsome in his eyebrows and facial features, could not compare.

"Xiao Miao is here?" Zhai Jin affectionately called her name and beckoned to her, "Come here." ”

Zhai Jin is actually not inferior to Joe, the silver-gray blazer is on the back of the chair, and the navy blue shirt looks particularly lazy with two buttons. And the rhyme between his eyebrows and eyes actually moved Lin Miao the most, seemingly gentle and faintly hinting of sharpness.

Originally, there were people sitting on his left and right, Joe was sitting on the right hand side, he didn't move, and the person on Zhai Jin's left hand side got up and gave up his position, and Lin Miao walked over with a smile.

As soon as he sat down beside Zhai Jin, he listened to Zhai Jin ask gentlemanly: "Can you drink?" ”

Lin Miao glanced at the Moutai wine, and shook her head with a smile: "Mr. Zhai, please raise your noble hand, I still have to drive." ”

A smile appeared on Zhai Jin's face, "What are you afraid of?" If you are drunk, you will have someone to drive for you. Having said that, he didn't pour Moutai wine for her, but asked a pot of corn juice to be brought over.

Lin Miao's face was silent, but he secretly praised it in his heart.

The dishes have already been ordered on the round table, and in addition to Zhai Jin and Joe, only Jiang Xiaoling, who is sitting on the other side of Joe, knows each other, and the rest of the people don't look like Rong Cheng's employees, because they are not respectful to Zhai Jin between their eyebrows, but they all have lazy smiles and jokes.

Sure enough, after hearing Zhai Jin introduce these people as his friends, he was clamoring to give him a pick-up. So it's a private party, how could you invite her? I wondered in my heart, but I didn't put it on my face.

After the banquet, Zhai Jin arranged vegetables for her, which made everyone present look sideways, and some people laughed and quipped: "Ah Jin, don't be a beauty, just serve the beauty, we buddies haven't been together for many years, and we can't drink two rounds of wine with my brothers first." ”

"Isn't it just drinking, just drinking." Zhai Jin lazily responded.

Lin Miao pretended not to hear their ridicule, lowered her eyes and took a sip of corn juice, vaguely feeling that a gaze fell on her face, and she raised her eyes and looked over only to see Joe's side face, his expression was very light, Jiang Xiaoling next to him was whispering something to him, and the heads of the two were very close. I don't know if it's her own illusion, Lin Miao always feels that Joe's gaze is omnipresent, or her afterglow is uncontrollable, and she will glance at that white from time to time.

After a meal, except for Zhai Jin correcting her title and asking her to change the name of "Mr. Zhai" to her name, she did not talk about any official business. Even if she had hopes in her heart, she felt that this occasion was not suitable for talking about business.

The meeting didn't just break up, and someone proposed to build a Great Wall, which was immediately responded. So after dinner, he got up and moved to the chess and card room next door, Zhai Jin arranged for Lin Miao to sit beside him, and Joe sat down opposite him.

After two laps, Zhai Jin turned his head and asked her, "Will you fight?" ”

Lin Miao replied: "Not really." ”

Zhai Jin got up, "Touch it twice for me, I'll go out and smoke a cigarette." Seeing this, Lin Miao had to change his position and sit at the table, and subconsciously glanced at Joe opposite, who happened to be over, his dark eyes were deep, and the corners of his mouth contained deep meaning. It was like questioning, and it was like mockery, in short, it made Lin Miao feel uncomfortable.

When Lin Miao pushed down the cards and drawn, she smiled a little arrogantly and deliberately raised her eyebrows at Joe, but he didn't even give her a look, only lowered his head and threw over a few chips, as if sending a little brother. Lin Miao couldn't help but be sneered, and felt slightly annoyed.

After that, Lin Miao repeatedly drew a good hand, and said to Zhai Jin that "not very well" is a humble way of speaking, and playing cards is indispensable in entertainment. And how to play this card is beautiful, she has studied deeply, and different people have different ways of playing, not just blindly losing money to coax customers. In the past, at least several contracts were facilitated in the game, and when to win and when to lose are very particular, and I believe that playing cards is a very esoteric science.

Glancing at the cards in the river, Lin Miao pushed one out, but unexpectedly the other side shouted "touch", and her low and pleasant voice made her heart jump slightly, but in the next second, she saw Joe pour the card down.

The two people next to him screamed: "What, this kind of card is out!" ”

This handful of cards has wrenched all the chips in Zhai Jin's drawer.