Old Tang

"Old Yin, Mr. Yin, come out to play with his children today" I said carefully,

"Didn't I tell you that as long as you are with him, you have to apply to me in advance?" Fatty Tang said a little excitedly,

"Oh, you're too sensitive," I said,

"Okay, hang up if you have nothing to do, I'm still busy," Fatty Tang said as he hung up the phone.

Before I could react, I was holding up my phone to ask Fatty Tang if he missed me, so I hung up the phone.

I don't know why Fatty Tang is so angry, it must be because I am with Lao Yin, I smiled helplessly, thinking to myself, why is Fatty Tang doing this, Lao Yin is also a friend of mine, it's normal Intercourse is still unavoidable, besides, Lao Yin is not hostile, at least now I have never seen signs of homosexuality in Lao Yin, so why are you jealous about it?

I admit that I have a little affection for Lao Yin, but that is just a kind of admiration, without any emotional elements mixed in. According to what Fatty Tang said, do I have to avoid him as long as I am a middle-aged fat man from now on?What kind of reasoning is this!

"What are you doing? How many times have you been in a daze today? You can't hear me after shouting several times." Old Yin panted and ran to me, holding two skewers of meat that had just been grilled and exuded fragrance. Chuan asked in a puzzled way,

"It's okay, it's something in the company." I calmed down and replied lightly,

"Here, it's a bit spicy, but it's delicious, isn't it okay?" Lao Yin asked after handing the meat skewers to me,

"I just like spicy food, and I'm fat" I joked,

"That's a good relationship, I have a bellyful of pork belly," Lao Yin then replied with a smile, and patted that sexy belly,

I was stunned for a moment, I wanted to make fun of it all the time, but I didn’t expect Lao Yin to pick it up very quickly. Without any surprise, he patted his sexy belly and smiled wickedly at me. I didn’t say anything. Immediately bite to the fragrant meat.

Maybe it was Fatty Tang's call just now that reminded me. I was lost in thought all afternoon, watching Lao Yin having fun with the children, but my heart was not moved by it, and my eyes kept on focusing on On Lao Yin's body, it's strange, no matter how you look at it, you can't see that Lao Yin has a tendency to be gay. Could it be that Fatty Tang is really jealous?Thinking of what Fatty Tang said that night, if you look at people with his businessman's eyes, can you really see Lao Yin's inner activities?This is too unbelievable!

Lao Yin may have sensed my strangeness and saw that it was getting late, but he greeted the children and went back home.

"Liang Zi, you were fine at noon, why are you suddenly unhappy in the afternoon?" Lao Yin asked while driving,

"No, why aren't you happy?" I replied pretending to be nonchalant.

"Hehe, don't think I can't see it, you want to deceive me, a half-old man?" Lao Yin laughed,

"No, you're overthinking it. I'm just a little moved by seeing how great your father is." I just found a reason. I wouldn't say that Fatty Tang was jealous, would I?Wouldn't that be self-inflicted?

"Really?" Lao Yin looked at me questioningly,

"Really" I replied affirmatively,

"Hehe, it's really nothing, you'll understand when you become a father." Lao Yin said lightly,

The car stopped in front of a fairly high-end hotel, and a pretty little girl ran over, picked up the child and kissed it for a while, and then a man who was about the same age as Lao Yin walked out, I think this It's Lao Yin's so-called brother!

They muttered for a long time, but I didn't understand a word. Fortunately, I just stood there and watched. After a while, Lao Yin motioned for me to get in the car, and I smiled at the man as farewell.

"Your brother can't speak Mandarin?" I asked.

"Yes, but when we are together, we will directly talk about our own words." Lao Yin replied lightly,

"Then..." I hesitated,

"If you have any questions, just ask, you're not good at talking," Lao Yin said with a smile,

"Who is that little girl?" I decided to ask neatly,

"Little girl? She's only two years younger than me, haha, no wonder, she's been staying in Korea, she's been well maintained, and she just came back a while ago," Lao Yin replied with a smile,

I can't figure it out, is it true that South Korea's soil and water are really good, a woman who is nearly 40 years old looks like a girl in her 20s, that is amazing.

After thinking about it, Lao Yin had already stopped the car,

"What are you thinking? Get out of the car" Lao Yin said to me, not forgetting to knock on my forehead,

"Ah, here?" I just realized,

"I don't know what to think all day long, and I don't even know when I'm sold," Lao Yin joked.

After getting off the bus, I looked at this hotel. It seemed to be a hot pot type, but there were notes in Korean. It is estimated that there are more Koreans who come here to eat.

The decoration inside is very emotional. Follow the footsteps of the waiter, turn left and right to enter a small private room with exquisite decoration.

"How is it? Isn't it good?" Lao Yin asked me after sitting down,

"The level is quite high, it cost you money," I politely replied,

"No way, I usually only bring my best friends here," Lao Yin replied,

best friend?Did I hear it wrong?Judging from the current situation, my friendship with Lao Yin is not considered the best friend, and it can only be an ordinary friend, or the kind of relationship that is still shallow. What does Lao Yin mean by saying this, do you really want to Make me this good friend?What is the purpose?If it's a business, then there's no need, because I'm nothing because of Manager Wang's relationship, but if it's just a good friend, I can't figure it out. Is it really like what Fatty Tang said?That's a big problem.

"Hey, what are you thinking about? What kind of wine are you drinking?" Old Yin asked me,

"Whatever you want, I'll drink whatever you want," I said after recovering from my contemplation.

"Then have two bottles of white wine first," Lao Yin said to the waiter,

Damn, you want to drink to death, two bottles?What concept?According to my drinking capacity, half a bottle was poured under the table.

"Let's have a bottle first," I said hastily.

"Listen to me tonight," Lao Yin said to me seriously,

Seeing that there was no dispute, the waiter slowly exited the private room.

Sure enough, it was a Korean-style hot pot. Lao Yin ordered a lot of precious seafood. Although I can’t name it, I know it’s worth a lot.

"Come on, let's do it together," Lao Yin said,

"Do one?" I asked with my mouth wide open in surprise, and looked at the glass full of wine, which was about two taels full.

"What? Can't you drink it?" Lao Yin asked,

"No, I'm not good at drinking. If I drink like this, I will collapse after a while. It's a pity that this table is full of seafood. I'd better take my time." I replied modestly,

"Well then, you can do whatever you want without restraint," Lao Yin said,

I thought to myself, I have nothing to restrict, you are not the president of the country, although the president of the country has never seen it, but the senior officials have seen a lot of them, and the scene can still hold up.

I have seen people who can drink, and Fatty Tang is one of them, but I know that Lao Yin can drink. Watching him clink glasses with me cup by cup, I feel a little trembling in my heart. I am really afraid that he will die from drinking tonight Here, then I can't escape the responsibility?

"Old Yin, drink slowly, drinking too much is bad for your health" I said to Lao Yin,

"It's okay, where is this going? By the way, don't let it go. From now on, I can't let you go. You have to drink with me." Lao Yin said,

"I really can't," I replied.

"A man can't say no, understand? You must drink, you won't go home if you don't get drunk tonight!" Lao Yin looked at me seriously and said,

I regret persuading him a bit, so let him drink to death, which is much better than dragging me to die together.

The phone prompts that there is a short message, take it out and see that it is from Fatty Tang, and open it immediately,

"Let me tell you, you are not allowed to have contact with that surnamed Yin in the future"

I can think of Fatty Tang's face about to get angry when he sent a text message, but after seeing this text message, I also felt an inexplicable anger in my heart, secretly cursing "crazy"

"Are you drinking or not?" Seeing me put the phone back, Lao Yin asked again,

"Drink, you must drink, and if you don't get drunk, you won't return." I replied firmly,