Seven Hundred and Eighty Five Chapters Meet Again

Zhou Yuwen was fighting with Qiao Linlin on the bed. Qiao Linlin was wearing a light green suspender, lying in Zhou Yuwen's arms and playing with her mobile phone.

This year, TikTok began to rise. Many people started to turn on their mobile phones and swipe for a day, and there were many activities on TikTok. Qiao Linlin swiped TikTok boredly and asked: "Husband, I have a question for you."

"Um?"

"If you were to live on a desert island for a day and you were only allowed to bring one thing, what would it be?"

"have what?"

"Well, bodyguard, nanny, me, and a donkey, what do you choose?" Qiao Linlin asked.

Zhou Yuwen continued to ask, "Is the bodyguard male or female?"

"male."

"Where's the nanny?"

"Male." Qiao Linlin stared at Zhou Yuwen, wanting to see Zhou Yuwen's choice.

Seeing Qiao Linlin's expectant face, Zhou Yuwen sighed and asked, "The donkey belongs to the mother, right?"

After hearing this, Qiao Linlin blushed, and threw herself on Zhou Yuwen, saying that she hated Zhou Yuwen to death, but Zhou Yuwen just smiled and said it was just a joke.

The two were fighting on the bed when Zhao Yang called.

"Who is it?" Qiao Linlin asked.

"Shh," Zhou Yuwen told Qiao Linlin not to speak.

Holding the mobile phone, Zhou Yuwen just felt that the voice of the person opposite was familiar, but he heard the person opposite laughed suddenly, as if relieved: "Old Zhou, are you and Linlin together?"

Zhou Yuwen understood who was on the other side, but asked uncertainly, "Zijie?"

"Well, how are you and Linlin doing lately?" Wang Zijie asked.

When Qiao Linlin heard Wang Zijie on the opposite side, the smile on her face faded slightly, and she listened carefully to what they were saying.

"Very good, are you with Zhao Yang?"

"Well, I came to attend their wedding, but I heard that you left early," Wang Zijie said.

Zhou Yuwen smiled and said, "Something happened, I won't leave until I know you're here."

"It's not too late, come out for a drink at night? I'll be the host?" Wang Zijie said.

Zhou Yuwen asked, "Bring family?"

"No, I, you, Zhao Yang." Wang Zijie said.

Zhou Yuwen glanced at Qiao Linlin beside him, nodded, "That's fine."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Linlin asked curiously, "Is it Wang Zijie?"

"Well, life is pretty good after listening to his voice," Zhou Yuwen said.

"Oh." Qiao Linlin nodded without saying anything, and asked again, "Are you going out tonight?"

"Well, college classmates, we must get together."

Hearing that Zhou Yuwen couldn't accompany her at night, Qiao Linlin showed a little dissatisfaction. She didn't get along with Zhou Yuwen for a long time, and now she was going to be separated, but there was nothing she could do. After all, Zhou Yuwen and Wang Zijie hadn't seen each other for a long time. , It is also human nature to let them meet and chat.

So Qiao Linlin turned around and lay down in Zhou Yuwen's arms, telling her, "Drink less."

"Well, I see." Zhou Yuwen said with his arms around Qiao Linlin.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Zhou Yuwen drove out in a very low-key Phaeton. The meeting place was a Qing Bar, which was opened by Lin Cong. Of course, Zhou Yuwen also had some shares in this Qing Bar.

The environment of the bar is quiet, and there are resident singers singing on the stage.

Wang Zijie and Zhao Yang came one step ahead. They wanted to book a booth first, but they were told that there were no booths. After Zhou Yuwen parked the car, the two went up to meet them.

Seeing Wang Zijie again, Wang Zijie has indeed lost a lot of weight, and he looks more mature, not as thorny as before.

When Zhou Yuwen saw Wang Zijie, Wang Zijie was also looking at Zhou Yuwen.

Then they looked at each other and smiled, Wang Zijie said, "Long time no see."

Zhou Yuwen also smiled: "It's been a long time."

The two shook hands, Zhao Yang saw the two reconciled, but he smiled: "I should have known it a long time ago, alas, it's a pity that Cancan is not here, otherwise the four of us can gather at the same table."

"Hasn't Cancan returned to China yet?" Zhou Yuwen asked.

"It seems that there are still two years." Wang Zijie replied.

Zhou Yuwen looked at Wang Zijie and said with a smile, "It seems that you have been in touch."

Wang Zijie shrugged: "Aren't I afraid that he will be bullied abroad?"

Zhou Yuwen didn't say anything after hearing this, but said, "Let's go ahead and talk about it."

So Zhou Yuwen took a step first, and Zhao Yang immediately said, "Hey, squad leader, this bar is full, let's change to another one?"

Zhou Yuwen was surprised, and took out his phone: "Is it full? I've already ordered it."

Speaking of which, Zhou Yuwen made a phone call, and soon the manager in a suit came out of the bar with a smile on his face: "Mr. Zhou,"

"Well, are there any booths?"

"I've prepared it for you!" The manager said with a smile.

Zhao Yang and Wang Zijie looked at each other.

Zhou Yuwen said, "Go in."

Zhao Yang understood it, and followed in, while saying: "Isn't it the squad leader!? This is also your property?"

"No, I'm just participating in the investment, which belongs to my friend," Zhou Yuwen replied.

The manager said from the front: "Mr. Lin has an appointment on the second floor, should Mr. Zhou go and talk to him?"

"No, it's fine for me and my friends to drink on the first floor," Zhou Yuwen said.

"Good!"

After such a sentence or two, when I entered the bar, I felt nothing from the outside, but when I came in, I found that the decoration of the bar was very particular. There is a small stage on the first floor, which is for the resident singers to sing, and the seats are basically filled with people in twos and threes. Chatting over there, the voice is not loud.

The second floor is a box, the environment is better, but it does not have the atmosphere of the first floor.

As far as this small bar is concerned, the decoration cost at least a million dollars. Wang Zijie came here this time, and he did not have the idea of ​​returning to his hometown with wealth. He wanted to tell Zhou Yuwen and Zhao Yang that he is not bad now.

It's just that Zhou Yuwen is just the owner of a small bar, so Wang Zijie immediately recognized his position again. Wang Zijie looked around the small bar and couldn't help asking: "How much money should be invested in this bar?"

Seeing that he was Zhou Yuwen's friend, the manager smiled and said, "It's not expensive, it's only about three million yuan in total, but this shop is expensive, about five hundred square meters. The housing prices have risen sharply in recent years, and now they're all thirty-one thousand square meters. , fifteen million!"

Wang Zijie oh oh, it was beyond his budget for a while, he thought it would be pretty good if he earned 500,000 yuan, but he didn't expect that there are people outside the world.

All of a sudden, it was three million. Fortunately, Zhou Yuwen was only a shareholder.

"By the way, Lao Zhou, how much did you invest?" Wang Zijie was very concerned about this.

Zhou Yuwen said, "I didn't invest any money."

"No money?" Wang Zijie was very puzzled.

Zhou Yuwen nodded and replied, "Well, I just let them use this house, and I don't charge rent."

"???" Wang Zijie was stunned.

Zhao Yang reacted quickly: "Good guy! This house belongs to you!?"

Zhou Yuwen nodded: "I bought it early. It was only about 8,000 yuan when I bought it. I forgot the details."

Zhao Yang looked envious: "Damn, the house has grown really bloody in the past few years. Last year it fell a little bit, but this year it rose again for no reason."

While they were talking, the manager led them to sit down. Zhou Yuwen said, "It's impossible for house prices to fall. What am I doing? The house prices in Beijing have risen so much. Zijie has three houses in Haidian, right?"

Wang Zijie shook his head: "That house is not mine."

"Just pretend! Which of you here is worth less than ten million." Zhao Yang rolled his eyes.

This calculation is really about the same.

Not long after, the resident singer came to the stage to sing, and Zhou Yuwen, the resident singer, knew her too. This is the University Town, and all the students who came to the venue were students from the University City. Jiang Yilin has been a resident singer since her freshman year, and now she is a graduate student. , the result is still on site.

Wearing a red dress, compared to the youthful one in freshman year, now she looks a bit more like Yujie.

Holding the guitar, she sang softly over there: "She found the lonely person and was ready to go,"

The people in the booth continued to chat over there, talking about everything.

The nightlife in Jinling is rich and colorful. The three college classmates gather together for nothing more than drinking, drinking and chatting. First of all, congratulate Zhao Yang on his marriage.

Zhao Yang grinned over there and said, "Come on, people say that marriage is a man's tomb, and I just touched it like this, and somehow entered the tomb."

"You are content, I can't get in even if I want to, I'm too busy with work, I don't have time at all."

After a glass of Budweiser, Wang Zijie started to talk more. He took out a half box of Xuanhemen, took out one skillfully, and scattered the cigarettes on the table.

Zhao Yang unceremoniously picked it up and lit one. Looking at the familiar Xuanhemen, he said with a smile, "Good guy! You are the boss, old Wang, why are you still smoking this?"

Wang Zijie skillfully stuffed the cigarette into his mouth, lit it, exhaled smoke, beat the ashes with his hand, and said, "I'm used to it, I can't change it."

Zhao Yang took the cigarette, Wang Zijie saw Zhou Yuwen who was not moving, and asked curiously, "Won't Lao Zhou have one?"

Zhou Yuwen said, "I've been quitting for a long time."

"Hey, monitor, I haven't seen one for so many years." Zhao Yang politely handed the cigarette to Zhou Yuwen.

Zhou Yuwen shook his head: "Many years."

Wang Zijie smiled, smoked a cigarette and said, "You haven't changed at all."

Zhou Yuwen also laughed, it's not that he didn't give Wang Zijie and the others face, it's really been a long time since they smoked, Zhou Yuwen picked up the wine glass and toasted Wang Zijie with a glass of wine.

Wang Zijie drank a cup with a square cup in one hand, and took two more puffs of cigarettes. Wang Zijie asked Zhou Yuwen, "Is it true or not that you are worth tens of billions, Lao Zhou?"

"It's a lie to tell the truth. I still owe several hundred million to the bank. The total investment of the Qingmu Building in Yuhua Living Room is 5.2 billion. I really don't have that much money." Zhou Yuwen also told the truth.

"You built the Qingmu Building?!" Zhao Yang was stunned.

Zhou Yuwen was curious: "What? You don't know?"

"I didn't think about that! I'm in the twelfth game now! In this project." Zhao Yang replied.

Zhou Yuwen smiled and said, "Then Mr. Zhao will take care of him in the future."

"Don't, boss, you cover me."

Zhou Yuwen didn't care, he said, "It doesn't matter if you want to change jobs."

Wang Zijie didn't know what to say at this time, the confidence he had finally found was lost by Zhou Yuwen in just a few strokes, and Zhou Yuwen didn't even say anything.

Wang Zijie was smoking the Xuanhe door by himself. After finishing one, he lit another one. It seemed that he had nothing to discuss with Zhou Yuwen.

"Old Zhou," Wang Zijie said.

"Um?"

Wang Zijie hesitated for a moment: "How is Linlin doing now? I heard she was right next to me when I called just now?"