Zheng Yu'an looked away calmly, took a breath, and said nothing.

Yan Shuwang looked at him for a while, and suddenly asked, "Are you and Baijian friends?"

Zheng Yu'an held the cigarette in his hand. To be honest, he did meet Yan Shuwang at the pottery exhibition in Baijian last time, but the other party didn't mention it at all when they met. Zheng Yu'an thought that Yan Shuwang didn't notice him at all that day, or I saw it and didn't recognize it.

But now, that doesn't seem to be the case.

Zheng Yu'an thought for a while, and then said, "I have known Teacher Bai for a long time, and I am a Tao fan of Teacher."

Yan Shuwang didn't know whether it was true or false, and boasted, "Mr. Zheng is very talented."

Zheng Yu'an said modestly: "It's just for a layman to watch the fun, but I didn't expect President Yan to like it. I saw President Yan that day and thought you didn't recognize me."

This sentence actually has two meanings. First, I pay attention to you first, and second, it is not me who pretends not to know.

Yan Shuwang raised his eyebrows, Zheng Yu'an was too smart and too ironic, and his words were not leaking. As long as he was a person, he could coax him with joy. Yan Shuwang loves his temperament, but sometimes he hates it so much.

"I thought it was Mr. Zheng who didn't want to know me." Yan Shuwang suddenly stretched out his hand, took the cigarette between Zheng Yu'an's lips, put it in his own mouth and slowly took a sip, he smiled ambiguously, "After all, you are not people from our side."

Zheng Yuan was still holding a cigarette, and there was an inexplicable layer of sweat on his back. don't know if he was embarrassed by Yan Shuwang's words, or if he was forced to smoke the same cigarette with him.

His appearance obviously pleased Yan Shuwang. The man lazily finished smoking half a cigarette and said lightly, "Next Friday Baijian will have a solo exhibition at the True Color Art Museum. Would you like to see Mr. Zheng with me?"

Chapter 11

Although had vaguely guessed Yan Shuwang's sexual orientation before, but actually made it clear, Zheng Yuan still didn't expect it.

He really doesn't have any prejudice against homosexuality, and even when he was studying abroad in a big corrupt country, he still had a few friends in the circle, and he occasionally got in touch when he came back. Coupled with the previous relationship between Andai and Bai, he has always had a good sense of the gay circle.

But Zheng Yu'an is really not from there.

The most outrageous thing is that he has dated blond babes, and looking back, he still thinks Asians have tastes.

Zheng Yu'an has more than one experience of being courted by gay men in the circle, and Andy also joked that he is "a dish in the circle".

"It's a pity for you to be a straight man." Andai liked to make such jokes when he was still dating him, "I'm sure a bunch of little 0's will be waiting for you with sweet buttocks when you enter the circle."

Zheng Yu'an didn't remember his answer at the time, but after so many years, he still knew in his heart whether he was attractive or not.

As for whether this charm is so big that both men and women can kill each other, Zheng Yu'an is not so shameless.

High-net-worth clients can't be offended. This principle is the same for any bank. Zheng Yu'an is not sure whether Yan Shuwang is interested in him, but the other party's behavior is indeed a bit over the line.

Dangerously ambiguous.

"You may be thinking too much." Andai invited Zheng Yuan to go to Sparrow's first anniversary paty on Wednesday night.

Trendy cafes occasionally hold similar activities. The boss invited a DJ to come. Under the moonlight, everyone gathered at the door to drink and chat. The crowds were crowded, and it was very lively from a distance.

Zheng Yu'an drove directly after work. He didn't change into his usual clothes. He threw his suit in the car and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.

Andy talked to him while drinking: "There are no straight men in the circle, they are very clearly divided."

Zheng Yuan took a sip of wine and asked, "How do you say it?"

Andai: "Here, there, heterosexual, homosexual." She pointed to Zheng Yu'an, "Put a label on it that says 'prohibited area', and this is their standard of division."

"Straight men don't make any sense." Andai's words pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, "Homosexuals are normal people, they have feelings, and they are afraid of getting hurt. You can go back and get married half of your heterosexuality. What about the rest?"

Zheng Yu'an smiled, not being polite: "That's not a problem of homosexuality or heterosexuality, it's scum."

Andai was stunned for a while, then shook his head in disbelief: "You are just too nice, and your moral standards are too high, so sometimes it's boring."

Since Andai said so, Zheng Yu'an didn't think about it too much. He only thought that Yan Shuwang was on a whim, and the soldiers came to block the water and the soil.

WE GO's contract passed quickly, the branch authorized it, and the money was allocated. For this reason, Zheng Yu'an decided to go again in person.

Zhang Jin expected that he would come, made tea and handed out cigarettes. The two chatted about money for a while, and then talked about other things.

"I heard that you played with President Yan this weekend?" Zhang Jin asked.

Zheng Yuan smoked a cigarette and said casually, "I just played a game. General Yan's skills are so good, it's like I'm playing."

Zhang Jin: "That's all Mr. Yan's personal circle. I'm an old golfer. It really takes you seriously if I can bring you."

Zheng Yu'an didn't know this. He was smoking a cigarette, and smiled inexplicably, but didn't answer.

Zhang Jin asked again, "Have another dinner date this week?"

Zheng Yu'an glanced at him, not very polite: "You don't get tired of eating, and you haven't had enough wine yet?"

Zhang Jin is fine with everything, even though he is married, he has not restrained his play-loving temperament. Even though he can't drink enough, he still likes to drink.

"I won't bring you closer to President Yan." Zhang Jin also complained.

Zheng Yu'an didn't buy it: "I can play with President Yan, how close is the relationship?"

Now that the money is in place and the dealings are over, Zheng Yuan planned to go back to the line first, but before he left, he received a call from Yan Shuwang.

He hesitated for a while before picking up.

"Mr. Zheng." When Yan Shuwang called him, his tone rose slightly, his alcoholic voice was full, like a bubble wrapped in wine, "Don't stay for dinner?"