Zheng Yu'an laughed and said, "Brother, you have only been here a few times, and it's basically from Sister Yan."

Zhang Jin was not convinced: "Who said that, I've been there many times. The counter is busy and you didn't have time to greet us. In order not to affect your work, we stayed for a few minutes and left."

Zheng Yu'an felt vaguely strange, and repeated the question: "You?"

Zhang Jin slapped his forehead: "Look at my memory, we WE GO was still a broken workshop back then, and Yan always went to your bank to make an account in person several times, do you remember?"

"..." Zheng Yu'an really doesn't remember at all.

In fact, I can't blame him. Not to mention that the bank teller is separated by a layer of glass, thousands of subpoenas are made every day for the company, and there is rarely a chance to raise a head. It’s a streamlined operation, so there’s no need for much chatting and communication. If you delay a little time here, someone will succumb later. There is a time limit for closing the account.

Zheng Yu'an has a good memory, and the index of WE GO has the highest and stable growth over the years. In addition, Luo Yan is enthusiastic, "thank you" and "hello" are often on the lips, and Zheng Yu'an has a good impression of her.

"Mr. Yan didn't have long hair at that time." Zhang Jin thought about it and gave him a reason, "It's normal if you didn't recognize it."

Yan Shuwang was drinking slowly beside him, as if it didn't matter what Zhang Jin arranged for him.

Zheng Yu'an couldn't hold back and asked him, "Have you seen me before?"

Yan Shuwang's eyes stopped on his face for a few more seconds, he squinted as if recalling, and after a while he shook his head: "I don't remember."

Zheng Yu'an also feels unreliable. It happened seven or eight years ago, and life is not a novel. It's really fun.

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"Then I'm quite attractive." Zheng Yu'an laughed at himself.

Yan Shuwang raised his neck to drink, his Adam's apple was scratched up and down, and his lips were stained with wine, which was full and moist under the light.

Zheng Yuan felt that he seemed to smile.

"What do you think?" Yan Shuwang asked, "Do you think I fell in love with you at first sight, or did my secret love come true?"

Zheng Yuan blinked, he was a little sober as if he had been knocked.

Yan Shuwang held the bottle, bumped his bottle lightly, and said narrowly, "Zheng Yu'an, you are too sure."

Often walking by the river, there is no reason not to wet shoes, Zheng Yu'an felt that this time it was not as simple as wet shoes, but almost overturned the boat.

He was so complacent that he had forgotten the rules of the two circles. Andai said that Yan Shuwang had never looked for anyone outside the circle, but he actually thought he was the special case.

Why is he the exception? Zheng Yuan thought vaguely, the emotions of shame and self-esteem are both full and sour, the dryness of the craft brew is infinitely magnified, and it falls into the stomach, and it has a faint tendency to burn. A sense of emptiness and loss.

The alcohol made him nauseous, but had to respond appropriately.

"I'm being selfish." Zheng Yu'an held the bottle and smiled embarrassedly, "Don't mind Mr. Yan."

Yan Shu stared at his expression, but unfortunately he didn't see any flaws in the end, so he flicked the hair next to his ear with a little disinterest.

He gave a lazy "um", and then suddenly asked, "Why don't you have a girlfriend?"

Zheng Yu'an was stunned for a while, and after a while, he said dully: "Such things like feelings... you can't be casual."

Yan Shuwang: "You don't need it?"

Zheng Yu'an didn't react: "What do you need?"

Yan Shuwang raised his eyebrows ambiguous, he took another sip of wine, the tip of his tongue licked the mouth of the glass bottle, his voice was low and bewitching: "Go to bed, have sex, whatever."

He looked at Zheng Yuan and asked, "Don't you want to?"

Chapter 18

When the topic started to deviate, Zheng Yuan did not expect it, mainly because the content with a bit of meat was not suitable for Yan Shuwang's immortal face.

Eating sex is the trouble of mortals, and Yan Shuwang shouldn't have it no matter how he looks at it.

"I'm so busy with work, I'm about to become a monk." If you really want to chat, Zheng Yu'an will not be at a disadvantage, talk about serious topics seriously, and it's fun to be frank, "After all, I'm really not a casual person. "

Yan Shuwang seemed to find it funny, but he really laughed and knocked out a cigarette.

"Smoke?" he asked.

Before Zheng Yuan could answer, the cigarette was handed to him.

Zheng Yuan took it.

He thanked him, took out his lighter, and lit a fire for Yan Shuwang first. After going back and forth between the two, there was still some tacit understanding. Even the brand of cigarettes was the same, and he didn't know who saved whom.

"I don't like you casually." Yan Shuwang said suddenly, holding a cigarette, putting his thumb on his temple, tilted his head to look at Zheng Yu'an.

The lights in the bar were too dim, but Yan Shuwang's eyes lit up. His smile was light, but his eyes were full of deep affection.

Zheng Yu'an looked away calmly, he took a puff of cigarette, and said after a while, "Don't keep talking about me, why doesn't Mr. Yan look for someone?"

Yan Shuwang shook the soot and said, "It's not suitable."

Zheng Yu'an asked casually, "What does Mr. Yan like?"

Yan Shuwang didn't know whether he was telling the truth or joking: "It doesn't matter if I like it, that person has to like me."

Zheng Yu'an was a little surprised: "Who wouldn't like you."

Yan Shuwang asked him back, "Do you like it?"

Zheng Yu'an: "..."

Tossing these words around, he couldn't get around the meaning of teasing. Zheng Yu'an was obviously not drunk, but his mind was a little faint.

In the end, he could only say dryly: "Mr. Yan, don't make me happy."

Yan Shuwang smiled, and after a long time, he suddenly said in Suzhou dialect: "I'm not looking for happiness, but joy."

The two finished smoking a cigarette and drank two bottles of wine. The concentration of craft brew is not much higher than that of ordinary water beer. Zhang Jin was really too drunk when he got to the back. Zheng Yuan had to help call a driver and send the person back.