The place where Sister Zhou took her was a local restaurant on Jiaozhou Road on Yuyuan Road.

From the outside, this hotel does not seem to be large, but inside, I found that its decoration is very distinctive.

Overall, the overall environment of the restaurant is quite good, the decoration design is full of retro atmosphere, and precious collections such as gramophones, old-fashioned telephones, and iron electric fans can be seen in some corners, as if persistently inheriting the unique style of old Shanghai cuisine and retaining the original flavor of old Shanghai.

The proprietress of the hotel and Sister Zhou were obviously familiar, and when she saw Sister Zhou, she immediately came over and greeted: "The room is in 203, and your husband and they are already waiting." ”

Seeing that Wang Youjie was more interested in the environment of the restaurant, Sister Zhou smiled and said, "This place is close to my home." It tastes good, the price is not too expensive, and we often come to eat. ”

Wang Youjie looked around the restaurant and was noncommittal.

He thought to himself that he was eating and drinking anyway, and it would be better than eating in the canteen in the unit.

"Also, the big crabs here are all transported from Yangcheng Lake to ensure authenticity." Sister Zhou slowed down and introduced with a smile, "Tonight, I will invite you to eat hairy crabs." ”

When I went up to the second floor, I opened the door of the private room, and saw four or five people sitting around the table, eating snacks and chatting.

Most of them were women, and there was only one man. Seeing Sister Zhou and them coming in, they all stood up and greeted each other.

The only man is Sister Zhou's husband, Mr. Huang. I saw that he was not tall, but he was very fat and had a big belly, but he was dressed very neatly and looked quite good.

Another feature is that this Mr. Huang does not have a lot of hair on his head, a typical Mediterranean, and he looks a lot older than Sister Zhou.

Interestingly, this Mr. Huang has a pair of dark-colored glasses on the bridge of his nose. I just can't see it, I don't know if it's myopic glasses, or if it's just used as decoration.

Wang Youjie remembered a line in Zhao Benshan's sketch, which roughly said why he wanted to wear glasses, and replied that he seemed to have a diploma and culture.

This is the first time Wang Youjie has met Sister Zhou's husband.

Mr. Huang shook Wang Youjie's hand vigorously and greeted him with full of energy.

He had a lot of strength in his hands, and Wang Youjie looked a little painful.

In Wang Youjie's limited cognition, he felt that the relationship between the two people could be seen from the weight of the handshake, and it was too light to mean that one of the two people did not care about the relationship between the two, but it may be because it was too human, so it was easy to shake it. If the handshake is too heavy, it is a sign that the person who uses the force is too self-centered and rarely thinks about the other person.

Although he was quiet on the surface, Wang Youjie secretly inevitably had some slander: What kind of character is this?

You know, not everyone has their own strength. For two people who meet in the first echelon, the handshake is neither light nor heavy, and it is best to have a certain amount of time.

But Wang Youjie thought in his heart, with Sister Zhou's appearance, or Sister Zhou's level of education, or even the way she usually behaves and does things, the first impression always feels that the two of them should not be all the way. It's just that what kind of factors are in the middle that the two sides are attracted to the door?!

After all said hello, Wang Youjie realized that these people who came today, except for her husband, were actually some of Sister Zhou's personal friends, that is, the little sisters commonly known in Shanghainese.

There were too many people, and Wang Youjie couldn't remember their respective names, and he didn't bother to remember them. He felt that he was just coming over for a while, and he didn't want to talk about friendship with them, and it was estimated that there might not even be a chance to meet in the future.

He only smiled and nodded politely.

On the other hand, to be honest, this is the first time Wang Youjie has attended a private party among friends since he came to Shanghai, and it is also the first time he has attended a party attended by so many women.

Somehow, there was a faint uneasiness and apprehension in his heart.

It doesn't make sense, does it?

Despite this, Wang Youjie tried his best to keep himself quiet on the surface.

It is said that a private party of this specification should be regarded as having a certain private nature and secrecy. Although he and Sister Zhou said that they usually get along well at work, he thought to himself that it should not have reached this level.

If it comes, it will be safe, and press to see, take one step at a time. Wang Youjie was cautious and cheered himself up.

arranged their respective positions, but Sister Zhou asked, "What about Buli, why didn't she come?"

Mr. Huang accosted and said, "She has been here a long time ago, so she may be going to the bathroom now, right?" ”

Sister Zhou was about to continue questioning, but she heard a "squeak", the door opened, and a woman in a white dress clapped her hands and walked in.

As soon as she came in, she laughed loudly: "Sister, I wish you a happy birthday." ”

Listening to this voice, Wang Youjie suddenly felt a little familiar.

He turned.

and the woman in the white dress who had just come in.

After a while, the eyes of both parties gradually became full of incredulity, and almost at the same time they pointed at each other and said, "Why are you ......?!" ”