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You said how could Fang Youzhong not know where the famous family is?He did not know before, nor was he interested in knowing, but in order to find out about Zheng Zhi's daily routine, how could he not know?

Fang Youzhong, who parked his beloved SUV in the underground parking lot, checked the time. There were still 10 minutes before the 4-minute time limit, so he walked quickly to the elevator entrance.

Because Fang Youzhong also knew that Zheng Zhi had a small problem, that is, he insisted on others to keep their promises.

Fang Youzhong rubbed his chin in the elevator while thinking about something, and then thought that Zheng Zhi would appear in the famous family at this time, which is a bit wrong. It's only been two or three days.

Besides, today is still the weekend, this kind of prime time...

The more Fang Youzhong thought about it, the more strange it became. After all, Zheng Zhi would not hang out in famous houses on weekends at all, because Zheng Zhi is more likely to appear in gay bars like night banquets than this kind of bars in the social circle of men and women. .

However, when he suddenly asked himself whether he wanted to come out to play, Fang Youzhong was not narcissistic, he always felt that Zheng Zhi seemed to be interested in him?Are you setting him up?

Thinking of this, Fang Youzhong couldn't help but curl his lips. If it was true, he would be better off.

Fang Youzhong, who was clearly in a happy mood for more than one degree, walked out of the elevator. Mingmen was obviously different from that kind of gay bar. He had just stepped out of the elevator when a beautiful tall client immediately walked towards him: "Good evening, welcome to Mingmen."

He turned to him politely again: "Excuse me, sir, do you have a reservation?"

"No." Fang Youzhong replied.

The client who received Fang Youzhong's response changed the way of asking: "Ah, then, sir, do you want to sit in the lobby?"

Fang Youzhong thought about it, and then remembered that he seemed to be happy and forgot to ask Zheng Zhizhi whether he was in the private room or the lobby, but he didn't care, and took out his mobile phone and was ready to make a call.

"Wait a minute."

However, the client who watched Fang Youzhong's actions thought for a while: "Sir, are you here to see Mr. Zheng?"

Fang Youzhong paused, then threw the phone back into his pocket: "You know it."

"Boss Zheng gave you an order just now." She smiled sweetly: "Boss Zheng is waiting for you in the lobby, I'll take you there."

Fang Youzhong nodded politely at the beauty: "It's so troublesome."

"You're welcome." After saying this, the counselor led Fang Youzhong inside.

Although this sanctimonious approach is obviously an act of coercion, but when you go to different places, you naturally have to behave differently. This is how life is, and you can't help but cheat one step, or you will be ridiculed as a different kind by others.

Zheng Zhi was sitting on the deep red bar sofa in a semicircle, accompanied by two beauties, under the dim bright yellow light, Zheng Zhi's eyes were also sharp, so he saw Fang Youzhong walking towards him.

"Yo, junior." Holding the goblet, he swung at Fang Youzhong.

Fang Youzhong nodded towards him, then looked at the beautiful client: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"You're welcome." Smiling sweetly at him, the beautiful client said, "Then I wish you a good time, sir."

"Definitely." The corners of Fang Youzhong's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Fang Youzhong, who was walking towards Zheng Zhi, sat down on the sofa. At this time, the two beauties sitting next to Zheng Zhi obviously had a conversation, and one of the women who looked hotter said, "Mr. Zheng, where are you?" My friend here, you are very handsome."

"Emily, this is my junior, named Fang Youzhong." Zheng Zhi said so, poured a glass of red wine for Fang Youzhong, and said: "If you want me to invite you to play next time, you'd better not embarrass me oh."

"Please drink, junior."

Fang Youzhong smiled: "Thank you."

Emily who heard the words smiled at Fang Youzhong: "So it's Mr. Zheng's junior." Her smile was just right, and she didn't know how many times she practiced: "Hi, I'm Emily."

And the woman on the other side also said: "Nancy, Mr. Fang, you are so handsome."

"You'd better not say that, the seniors will be jealous."

"Yes, I'm jealous." Zheng Zhi, who felt that Fang Youzhong was getting more and more interesting, couldn't help but tickled Emily's chin, and then said, "Little beauty, what do you think I should do?"

Then he suddenly withdrew his hand and looked at Fang Youzhong: "Sorry, I forgot you were here."

"What is there to be sorry for?" Fang Youzhong didn't feel anything at all. He also went to this kind of place to socialize a lot. It's not that he didn't experience Zheng Zhi's teasing, but now... there is nothing to target, after all, he himself Pretty much the same.

He can't do anything that laughs at fifty steps.

However, thinking about it this way, Fang Youzhong's clues became a little clearer. If he guessed correctly, Zheng Zhi should think that he is a straight man, so when he asked him out, he deliberately found such a place to avoid his discomfort. .

Then after guessing, it is not difficult to think that Zheng Zhi should have something to talk to him about.

However, Fang Youzhong did not deny that there is another possibility, that maybe Zheng Zhi is also a little interested in him, and wants to slowly attack him?The corner of Fang Youzhong's mouth twitched at the thought of this possibility.

Then he picked up the red wine that Zheng Zhi had poured for him, smelled it, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's really good wine."

"Of course." The corners of Zheng Zhi's mouth also twitched: "Emily, Nancy, you two go down first, I sometimes chat with Fang Xuedi." He said so: "I will talk to you when I come back next time." Play."

Looking at the depressed eyes of the two, Zheng Zhi suddenly raised his hand and patted Nancy's face slightly hard: "And Nancy, if you are not happy today, don't laugh, you know."

Nancy smiled at him gratefully: "I see, I'm really sorry today, President Zheng." After speaking, she and Emily stood up, bid farewell to them and left.

The playful look on Fang Youzhong's mouth remained unchanged: "You really can eat both men and women, Zheng Zhi."

"You're not called senior anymore?"

"Hehe, isn't it the same name? I'm very casual." Fang Youzhong shrugged, and looked at Zheng Zhi with a smile on his face: "Actually, you came to me today because you must have some serious business, right?"

Zheng Zhi was startled this time: "You know?"

"Guess." Fang Youzhong took a sip of the red wine: "It really is good wine."

"Be smarter than I imagined." Zheng Zhi spit out such a sentence: "Not bad."

Fang Youzhong suddenly didn't know how to continue with these words.

Looking at Fang Youzhong who was choked by him, Zheng Zhi couldn't help laughing: "Just kidding, it's just that you went the wrong way last time, that's why I have this idea."

Fang Youzhong didn't know how to describe his expression anymore, he put down the goblet: "So?"

"That's right," he said, and then his expression became serious, and he pursed his lips: "Actually, I came to see you today, and I really want to ask you something."

"What's the matter?" Fang Youzhong looked at his distressed eyes, not knowing what to do, and seemed to see another distressed look of himself: "I don't know what I can do to help you?"

Zheng Zhi took a deep breath and hesitated: "You know, I'm not young."

"En?" Fang Youzhong asked, "Then?"

"My family is in a hurry, so I think..." Zheng Zhi's expression seemed to be exhausted, after all, he had thought about just looking for one at random before, but those he knew, most of the behaviors he knew seven Seven or eight.

And those gays, if they are really brought home by him and make trouble at home, they will really be entangled very easily. Compared with finding a gay, Zheng Zhi thought about it, and he still thinks it is better to find a straight man .

Fang Youzhong, who immediately realized that Zheng Zhi was as hard-working as him, smiled, he raised his lips and raised his eyebrows: "Then you mean you want me to..."

"A play with you?"

The author has something to say: Zheng Zhi rubbed his forehead: In order not to get married, let's... play a show?

Fang Youzhong smiled: Alright, let's play.