Chapter 22 Are you the only one who dares to cry poor? A must-see
A loud "pop" hit and the black ball entered the bag.
In this huge room, there is a snooker ball table in the middle, with more complete facilities than professional ballrooms.
The exquisite bar displays all kinds of fine wines, and the spacious Italian leather sofas are exquisite and simple; the vinyl record player next to it plays old records. If you listen carefully, they are those high-spirited old songs from the 1950s and 1960s.
It should have been a strange opposition, but unexpected harmony.
The owner here must be a person who is very happy and good at enjoying life.
Two young and elegant figures sat obliquely on the sofa holding the club, looking at the energetic man beside the table.
Their simple and elegant clothes reveal low-key luxury, just like this living room.
Fu Xianlong held on to the pole and looked proudly at Tang Yuan and Duan Chenxi behind him.
"You kid is in such a good condition today? Are you angry with us?" Duan Chenxi glanced at him and said with a smirk.
"Yes, we are so worried lately, you are very proud. All those drugs have gone empty, right?" Tang Yuan also began to tease him:
"Do you think you are making money in the national crisis?"
"If you two don't make me happy, will you feel uncomfortable?" Fu Xianlong put down the club, poured a glass of wine and drank slowly:
"Talk serious business. I have no inventory on my hands now. If you want it, say hello to my elder brother quickly."
Duan Chenxi lit a cigarette, and his long fingertips held up the burning flames at the end of the matchsticks. The blue and yellow flames flashed, illuminating his clearly contoured cheeks. The exquisiteness and roughness were so beautifully intertwined.
"Who has tens of thousands of people in this company has no small family? Now this situation has caused panic, and you are starting to pose again!"
Tang Yuan looked at Fu Xianlong and directly called him.
"Don't worry, no matter which one is missing, you Lou's family, I'll keep it in advance." Fu Xianlong patted his shoulder, making him relax.
"But you..." Fu Xianlong looked at Duan Chenxi: "I won't care about my second brother. Although Brother Kun is the boss, the second brother is more respectful than the eldest brother!"
Tang Yuan laughed loudly. Fu Xianlong liked to tease Duan Chenxi when he was fine, and he felt envious and jealous.
It is said that there is an old family, like a treasure.
The old man of the Duan family is a surviving ancestor, and he has a friendship with the Ni family and the Fu family climbing snow-capped mountains and crossing grasslands.
They have to visit each other during the holidays, especially those of the grandchildren such as Ni Kun and Fu Xianlong, who have to kneel down and kowtow, and the rules have never been changed.
Among these brothers, Duan Chenxi will not get married but will not be forced to go on a blind date.
Because his father was a very lively tragedy back then, the old man was also excited and felt that his children and grandchildren would be blessed, so he ignored Duan Chenxi.
On the contrary, his parents were worried, but after all, there was an old man with the head of the family, so they had to give up.
Duan Chenxi ignored him, Fu Xianlong was so polite. He had never beaten himself in a fight since he was a child. Let him enjoy his voyeurism.
Several people were talking and laughing, and Fu Xianlong's phone rang.
Seeing his mysterious appearance, Duan Chenxi smiled and said:
"Which beauty has an appointment? Go quickly, don't say we delayed you!"
Fu Xianlong hung up the phone: "Who else? The enemy of the eldest brother!"
Tang Yuan and Duan Chenxi smiled bitterly. The two people were so entangled that no one could tell who they owe whom.
After seeing Fu Xianlong off, Duan Chenxi set the ball again.
"You don't have to worry about this year, right? Have you held a few orders in your hand? All of them are heavyweight. Just these few stadium building materials are enough for how many years you have to eat, right?"
Tang Yuan seemed careless, but he had something to say.
Duan Chenxi laughed at him: "You shouldn't say this from your mouth. You are so embarrassed to cry with me?"
"You can't say that." Tang Yuan opened the ball: "You also know the situation this year. Now many projects are being suspended. Who knows when it will be the end? Not to mention making money this year, I will burn the incense even if I don't lose money!"
Duan Chenxi put away the pole and smiled, "Don't go around the corner, I know that you are here to come to me, so you must not be here to play basketball."
After saying that, he walked to the large cabinet where the discs were placed, pressed a switch, and the cabinet slowly opened and was Duan Chenxi's bedroom behind him.
Tang Yuan couldn't help laughing when he saw his bedroom. He had seen him several times, but he wanted to laugh every time he saw Tang Yuan.
Duan Chenxi's bedroom is very small, and the layout inside still maintains his habits in the military camp.
Under the military green canvas sheets are hard wooden boards, and the quilts on the bed are neatly stacked into tofu blocks with clear edges.
The entire bedroom is spotless, with a stack of professional books placed on the simple desk, and even the cups for drinking water are white enamel teapots with military logos.
Tang Yuan laughed at him many times, and Duan Chenxi's hobby was simply a quirk.
People familiar with him all asked jokingly, if one day he got married and got married, would the bride be able to adapt to such a hard and slim bed?
"Give it to you!" Duan Chenxi took out a document from the safe and handed it to him.
Tang Yuan smiled and looked over, and after a while, he said, "So little?"
Duan Chenxi said, "I said you have a big appetite, but you think it's too small? I've almost all of this batch of environmentally friendly building materials for you!"
"Did Yuntong want part of it?" Tang Yuan smelled something with his professional sensitivity.
"Cheng Hao has looked for me several times. If I don't feel sorry for it, I can't argue!"
"Does he also want to build a concept community? His ambition is great enough, and he is not afraid of not being able to vomit if he eats it!" Tang Yuan frowned.
Duan Chenxi smiled: "He is ambitious, you have a big appetite, and you must not talk to each other!"
Tang Yuan smiled and was basically satisfied with this intention contract, so he began to change the topic.
"Is Chen Mu going to come back?"
Duan Chenxi looked at him: "What are you doing? You want to dig into Lou again? Don't think about it, I have promised him to invest in the studio."
"It's okay to ask!" Tang Yuan glanced at him: "Have you been unable to come back recently?"
Duan Chenxi nodded: "In terms of this situation in China, he should not come back first, wait and talk about it."
After saying that, he filled himself with a glass of wine and looked at Tang Yuan again.
Tang Yuan waved his hand.
"I still feel uncomfortable in my stomach? When will you go to the hospital for a check-up?" Duan Chenxi advised.
Tang Yuan could only smile bitterly: "This is an old problem. Besides, who wants to go to the hospital at this time?"
Duan Chenxi had no choice but to nod. This is indeed the truth. It is impossible to avoid it. When you go to the hospital at this time, you are simply not sick to find a disease.
Tang Yuan was walking around his small bedroom and suddenly became happy when he saw the old movies full of his bookcase.
Duan Chenxi just likes the feeling of the 1950s and 1960s, and even the posters are all stars of that era.
But it is not surprising. There are those in this world who like the atmosphere of the old Shanghai in the 1930s; those who miss the early reform in the 1980s; those who love the prosperous and metropolitan life tonight; and naturally, there are those who like the period full of simplicity and passion.
Looking through the old magazines and looking at the clearness and immaturity unique to the women in the pictures, people can feel a budding vitality. Suddenly, several figures flew past his mind.
Tang Yuan closed the album and said to Duan Chenxi:
"Don't you just like girls with this temperament? I really know a few of them. I'll introduce them to you another day?"
Duan Chenxi glanced at him: "Stop, you can solve yourself first!"
Tang Yuan smiled and said casually, no one took it to heart.
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Chapter completed!