I looked at him, it was a Turkish man, who looked no more than thirty years old, not tall, slightly chubby, with thick black hair, a mustache, wearing a high-end T-shirt with white gold thread embroidered with black edges, and a Louis Vuitton belt with a visibly protruding belly.

- "It's you, Linna! He said happily.

The familiar voice allowed me to confirm who he was.

- "Basha!? I exclaimed.

- "Hahaha...... I watched you for a long time, and at first, I thought you were an actor from which country. I said to myself, she's kind of like a person, oh! It's not like, it's Linna! Basha laughed.

- "Oh my God! I'm not dreaming, am I? How did you come here? I was pleasantly surprised to cover my mouth with my hand. I couldn't believe my eyes.

- "I'm here for the fair. Basha said

- "Me too! Looks like I've come to the right place! I didn't get to see you here, Basha! I didn't really recognize you at first glance, how many years have we not seen each other? Look at what you look like now, this big boss! Must have made a fortune, right? I happily took Basha's arm and said excitedly.

Looking at Basha in front of him, it would be absolutely a lie to say that he hadn't changed at all. I have the impression that Basha is a skinny seventeen-year-old boy who likes to wear a white football shirt and gray and blue jeans. And now standing in front of me is a mature man who is starting to feel a little greasy. Wearing Oakley sunglasses and an Omega watch, his figure and temperament are completely businessmen's.

Carefully identify his facial features, this is Basha, who has been my neighbor for four years. However, if we happen to meet somewhere, I don't think I might recognize him.

- "Are you here alone?" Basha asked.

- "Yes! What about you? I replied

- "My friend's company is exhibiting here, so I'll stop by to have a look." Basha said.

- "Ah! Since you don't have a job here, let's have a good chat and tell me, Basha, how have you spent all these years? I said.

Basha looked at me with a puzzled look in his eyes.

- "Linna, you haven't changed at all, we thought you ......"

- "How is it possible that nothing has changed at all?" I'm getting old! I laughed.

- "Linna, I really didn't expect you to be exactly the same person as you were in the academy! Basha's tone and expression were a little strange.

- "Let's go! I'll invite you to coffee, let's talk while we drink! I looked at the nearby café and said to Basha.

- "I'll invite you!" Linna, I always ate your food at the academy at that time, and I never invited you once. Basha said with a smile.

- "You're embarrassed to say it!" However, if you don't mention it, I'll forget that you still have a fetish. I laughed.

Basha took a sip of coffee, looked at me, and said with a somewhat relieved expression:

- "Linna, when I see you today, I understand. It seems that you are ignoring Andre again! Just like you did when you were in college! ”

- "You don't have Andrei in front of me! I gave him a blank look.

- "Hahaha...... Andrei won't let us mention you either! It seems that this time, the two of you are going to have a cold war for a while!

However, Linna, I think you have a conflict, it must be your responsibility, Andrei is much more mature than before, but you are still like a little girl! No matter how much a man loves a woman, he can't let her be so willful forever! Basha stirred the coffee and spoke to me, in a completely mature, worldly tone.

Is this person in front of me still the same one I am familiar with, the warm, straightforward, humorous, naïve boy Basha? I'm a little confused. He said Andrei had matured, didn't he? Thinking of this, I asked:

- "When did you see Andrei?" ”

- "Didn't he tell you?" Basha asked, somewhat surprised.

I shrugged, pouted, and took a sip from my coffee cup.

- "I thought you would be reconciled when we met!" Is it that Andrei is getting stronger and stronger now, and you are not used to it? Ha ha...... Or do people of your class like a lot of personal space? Do not affect each other? Basha smiled slyly.

- "Andre is such a nasty guy! I gave Basha a blank look and said.

- "It seems that he has provoked you a lot this time! Basha said as he looked at me as he sipped his coffee.

I snorted with my chin crutched.

Basha put down his cup and slowly began to speak:

- "I really didn't expect that Andrei didn't tell you about us. It was still the beginning of the year, and Figor's people got a game software, and he wanted to put it on the market, and you know that it takes a lot of money from research and development to promotion. Figol couldn't get the funds, and he wanted me to help him, but I didn't have enough money. I contacted Andrei to get some money out of him.

André looked at our investment plan and said that he could invest in the project.

Lina, you don't know how happy Figor was to hear the news. This is his hope in life, their company has not been doing well, and they are counting on this project to happen a miracle. However, none of our banks in Turkey would lend him money.

Originally, we wanted to go to Zurich to meet Andrey, and it happened that he was in Cyprus. Linna, the first time we saw Andrei, Figol and I were even a little nervous. Although Andre was notoriously difficult to mess with when he was in the academy, I felt that as long as I didn't offend him, I wasn't so afraid of him. However, this time we met Andre, the temperament of the domineering president was really too obvious.

Andre was so happy to see us that he offered to try the game for himself. We played a full night of games in Andrei's presidential suite. Andrei happily said that since he left the academy, he hadn't played a single game. We reminisced so much about the good times we had at the academy together. We had such a great time that night.

I remember seeing that it was dawn, I looked at my watch and said, "Andre, thanks to Lina, didn't come with you, otherwise, we wouldn't have dared to play games with you all night."

Andre was silent suddenly, and after a while, he told us that he wanted to invest in this game software, and that he would ask the secretary to prepare a letter of intent to cooperate, and that he hoped to reach our cooperation before he left here. He still needs to talk to a bank here this morning, and now he wants to take a break.

Figol and I came out of Andre's suite, we were so excited that we couldn't sleep at all, so we went for a walk on the beach, Figol said, Andre's appearance has indeed changed a lot, but in his bones he is still familiar to us, generous, generous, affectionate and righteous! ”