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1902 full to the brim

Jinjiang District, Tianxiang Restaurant.

"Is this thing suitable for me to wear? Why does it feel inappropriate?"

Looking at his snow-white shirt and loose trousers, Wu Bei grabbed the back of his head and smiled silly at Guo Pengcheng.

"Dressing and dressing is the foundation of entering a class. Shirts and trousers are definitely not as comfortable as T-shirts and denims, but I don't know how much it is to get a family dream."

Guo Pengcheng, who was also wearing a white shirt, raised his hand and looked at his wrist watch, smiled and spoke. The nobleness in his every move and the indescribable ability made people completely forget his usual casual appearance, and it felt like he should have dressed up like this.

As for why he has not contacted Wu Bei for a long time, he has not taken the initiative to talk about the "airport expansion project" so far, both of them have tacitly spoken.

"They are almost here, oh by the way, how are Xiaoxiao and Daliang?"

Guo Pengcheng asked a soft question.

"Xiaoxiao is nothing serious. Daliang is still in a dangerous period and he wakes up. When I came just now, the brothers who were responsible for taking care of them told me that Daliang had a high fever again."

When talking about brothers, Wu Bei did not have any disguise and was anxious from the bottom of his heart.

"It will be fine. I have contacted two professional physiotherapists to help them recover. Now people have just arrived at the hospital, so you don't have to worry about safety issues. I have greeted the nearby police station and they will arrange for people to patrol continuously."

Guo Pengcheng patted Wu Bei's shoulder to comfort him.

"Who is that? How is Rose?"

Wu Bei also asked immediately.

This is the first time he has communicated with Guo Pengcheng since Wang Liangliang was seriously injured. The relationship between the two is not unfamiliar, but it feels like there is an invisible diaphragm.

"I'm fine, but I was frightened. I thought about it and kept my distance from her in the future. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have been in such a state of vain."

Guo Pengcheng raised his head and smiled slightly. His tone was filled with sadness, but there was no sign of it on his face.

This may be the word-of-mouth "self-cultivation" that people say. Even though their hearts are turbulent, they are always calm in front of their faces.

Wu Bei thought secretly and suddenly realized that this playboy brother had many advantages that he did not have.

"Old Chen, Uncle Zhang, please come in. Otherwise, you still have a rank. Don't look at the name of Tianxiang Restaurant, but you can't spend it with money. It is said that the boss has a strange temper and every table of guests must be pleasing to the eye to enter."

Just then, a familiar voice came from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Tian and Shen Tong, who were smiling on their faces, broke into the north of the army's sight.

"rub!"

Wu Bei stood up reflexively and looked at the two of them with caution.

The other party was also surprised and looked at Wu Bei inexplicably. The three of them were filled with doubts: How could he appear here?

"Long time no see, Mr. Luo! It's still so easy to make a fuss. I booked the private room. Is it not normal for my brother to accompany me?"

Guo Pengcheng next to him stood up slowly, raised his eyebrows at Luo Tian, ​​and then quickly walked towards the middle-aged men behind them, and made a polite invitation gesture: "Hurry up, Mr. Chen, Uncle Zhang, Uncle Wei, I have prepared your exclusive Tieguanyin, and Uncle Liu's favorite wine from Lumi Winery, has also woken up. Xiaowu, don't be standing there, hurry up and call the waiter to come in and order food."

"Hey!"

Although Wu Bei didn't understand what Guo Pengcheng's operation was about, he still understood it and ran out of the door, completely filtering out Luo Tian and Shen Tong.

"Waiter, which private room is Huang Liangxuan?"

Just after walking out, Wu Bei heard a familiar male voice coming from the corner. Then he saw Ma Han bringing Su Yu and Wang Junqi coming towards him.

Just like just now, the expressions of several people suddenly stopped. The difference is that with the experience of Luo Tian and Chen Tong, Wu Bei was stunned for a few seconds and then directly wiped their bodies and floated past. Since the dragon-capturing group could appear, it was not a big deal for these wronged species to come.

A few minutes later, he returned to the private room. In addition to the guests who were mainly invited, Guo Pengcheng, Luo Tian, ​​and Ma Han also sat down, while Chen Tong, Su Yu and Wang Junqi stood behind their respective children like waiters, with only one empty seat left beside the table, and the huge room seemed full.

"Xiao Wu, you sit at the outermost point, help me light up cigarettes and pour out wine. My uncles and uncles recognize their children and don't like the waiter to serve them."

Guo Pengcheng pointed to the only position and signaled.

"Okay!"

Wu Bei responded in high spirits.

Both people are equally pretentious, but a drink party completely divided him, Shen Tong and others into different levels. Whether it was vanity or the eyes of others, Wu Beili felt proud, and the slightest dissatisfaction with Guo Pengcheng had disappeared without realizing it.

"Old Chen, you are the oldest and most qualified elder among us here. Why don't you say a few words first?"

After hinting that Wu Bei filled everyone's glasses with wine, Guo Pengcheng spoke with a smile.

"I won't talk anymore. Speaking of which, you little guys are all similar to my children. We can also be regarded as a family dinner. There is no need to say anything about red tape."

The middle-aged man in the main position is slightly fat, and his eight-character eyebrows look very difficult to touch. The wide eyelid spacing is not ugly, but it looks particularly eye-catching. He waved his hands pretentiously and grinned.

"Say a few words, Mr. Chen, I haven't listened to your teachings for a long time."

"Yes, Mr. Chen, who doesn't know that you are a famous smart teacher and a senior lecturer. Being able to listen to your preaching is definitely better than reading for ten years."
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