Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6769 wishful thinking (6)

Ji Changmu didn't drink much, he only smoked, his lowered eyebrows were as sharp as eagles, and he stared at the cards in his hand: "One five."

"Pass."

"ten."

The men chatted about everything at the poker table, and while chatting about Yan Jia, they talked about their own affairs.

"The old man has suffered serious losses in the project this year, and he has no time to take care of me recently. I am still comfortable in Lancheng, and it's not that bad."

"Your family group is going to close down, you are still at ease." Ji Changmu mocked him.

"I live in an old house and a villa, and a beautiful woman plays with a luxury car. What can I not think about? Besides, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, so it's not so easy to go bankrupt. The old man is holding on! It's just annoying to see my stupid nephew every time I go back. Why is the child so noisy, there is not enough toys in the room, and I need to buy them for him. I will buy a P!"

"Hahaha, Yan Jia, haven't you always disliked your elder brother, why don't you kick his son a few times while he can't wake up, to relieve your anger." A man played cards and laughed, "Kid, let me tell you, The more you get used to him, the more excited you become, if you whip him a few times, next time he sees you, he will walk around and even be afraid of you."

"Forget it." Yan Jia obviously didn't approve of this plan, "Don't talk about kicking him a few times, I'm going to cry when I yell at him, he's stupid and cowardly, exactly the same as his idiot mother."

"Your elder brother is so smart, why did he marry a stupid woman?"

"Look at your face."

"Hey, isn't your sister-in-law beautiful? Take a look at the photo."

"Look at your mother." Yan Jia took a puff of cigarette, "Playing cards."

The private room was smoky, with the smell of perfume, red wine, cigars... all mixed together, like an invisible city wall, oppressing one's breath.

Ji Changmu talked the least. After a few rounds, he had already won a lot of money.

"Playing cards with Lao Ji is giving money to Lao Ji." Yan Jia was indignant, "I don't even know how to let us go."

"I'm already draining the water." Ji Changmu said lightly.

Some men couldn't sit still, and said to several women: "Come on, come on, let's have a dance and see, don't just stand there."

Several women in the private room, wearing black leather miniskirts and leopard-print tops, began to twist their waists and dance to loud music.

Ji Changmu frowned. He thought it was noisy, so he threw the cards to a man watching the cards: "Play two cards for me, I'll go out to get some air."

Yan Jia looked at Ji Changmu's tall and slender back, and smiled: "Old Ji just doesn't fit in."

Ji Changmu walked out of the private room, went downstairs and stood in the courtyard of the club for a while, smoking a cigarette.

The evening wind invaded the neck, and it was a bit chilly.

Several big trees stand in the courtyard, their branches and leaves swaying with the wind, withered and yellow leaves falling on the ground like butterflies, fluttering leisurely, rubbing the ground and not knowing where they will eventually go.

Before finishing a cigarette, Yan Jia also came down from upstairs.

With a cigar in his mouth, he clamped his fingers when he went downstairs, and looked at Ji Changmu: "Old Ji, I heard that EM was recently jointly suppressed by those established financial companies in New York. Is this true?"

"The media is not groundless."

"Then have you dealt with it? You can't let them bully you."

"They can't bully me."

"Oh!" Yan Jia rolled his eyes at him, a confident man is so arrogant, "I also heard that you are with Miss Catherine? Congratulations, the relationship with the Earl is not so easy to climb."

"Nothing."

"I'm not telling the truth to my brother?"

"Yan Jia, can you go upstairs to play cards?"

(End of this chapter)