Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6770 wishful thinking (7)

Yan Jia was so angry that Ji Changmu took two puffs of cigarettes. Fortunately, he knew who Ji Changmu was, otherwise, who could stand his temper?

"Old Ji, are you still going up? Did you agree to play with me tonight and just hide here and smoke?"

"Upstairs is too noisy."

"How can you play without arguing? There are a few people who are as ascetic as you... You don't want me to chat with you. To be honest, there is a reason why you can't find a wife."

Ji Changmu still had no interest in talking to him, and just smoked silently.

Seeing that he was still the same, Yan Jia ignored him and went upstairs by himself.

Ji Changmu smoked two cigarettes and didn't continue. The wind came in through his thin fleece, and it was very cool. He turned his head and went upstairs.

A group of men in the private room can have fun, and they don't have any scruples about talking, they can say anything.

Seeing Ji Changmu approaching, a man gave up his seat to him: "Old Ji, come here, you just lost a lot of money."

Ji Changmu sat down again to play cards, played cards casually, and didn't play too seriously.

Sitting next to Ji Changmu's underling, Yan Jia was often overwhelmed and lost a lot.

As soon as Yan Jia lost money, he couldn't help taking his anger out on Ji Changmu. While shuffling the cards, he ate the grapes fed by the woman, and snorted coldly: "Old Ji is cruel, and he is cruel to his friends. That's why he beat you!" How many cards have won us so much money."

"Yan Jia, you are stupid." Ji Changmu was not polite.

"..."

OK, OK, he admits.

If he wasn't stupid, he wouldn't have shut down a film and television company.

"Old Ji, have you lost contact with that cutie? You spent a lot of money on her, right? That pink diamond necklace alone is priceless."

"Yanga, no one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

"..."

forget it. I'm done here.

After playing a few more cards, Yan Jia's cell phone rang, it was his home phone, he didn't care that he was still in the noisy private room, and picked it up.

I thought it was the housekeeper calling again, but I didn't expect it to be his stupid nephew.

"Uncle Evil, Uncle Evil, where are you?"

Yan Jia took a puff of cigarette: "Why are you looking for your second uncle?"

"Ma Ma asked Zhou Zhou to eat eggs, Zhou Zhou did not fail, Ma Ma beat Zhou Zhou."

Yan Jia knew that this little thing didn't like eggs, so he gloated: "What happened to you? Does it hurt? It's okay if it hurts."

"It hurts...you have to be hugged by the evil uncle to not hurt."

"..." Yan Jia couldn't stand children, why would he be so spoiled, how could this little thing look like his serious and taciturn elder brother?
This little thing was born without the pain of his father, probably because he was his backer.

"Don't hug, just play."

"Uncle Evil buys trains for Zhouzhou."

"Okay, okay, I'll buy you a train, and I'll buy it for you when I get back."

"Uncle Evil is the best."

Yan Jia smiled triumphantly.

How is he?He's not good at all, and he threw away his jelly last time.If he is not happy next time, he will beat him again.

How could he like his eldest brother's son.

Yan Jia hung up the phone and continued to draw cards.

The night was getting darker.

After midnight, the clubhouse was still noisy and lively, and the private room was even more noisy, and no one felt sleepy.

Ji Changmu drank some wine and got a headache. He stood up and took the windbreaker from the hanger and put it on: "You play, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Old Ji, you want to go?" Yan Jia said, "Didn't you agree to stay up all night?"

"It won't last all night, no more than 20 years old." Ji Changmu Jun's cold facial features were hidden under a thin layer of smoke in the private room.

(End of this chapter)