Days after Breaking up with My Ex

Not long after, we both finished the bottle of wine that Di Ming brought us!

Finished!

Di Ming's capacity for alcohol was immeasurable, and it looked almost unresponsive. I already felt a little drunk, but Di Ming didn't enjoy it at all, so he asked Xiaoyi to bring another bottle.

I feel like I might really be lying under the table today, but I can only give up my life to accompany junzi.

"We don't have any good wine in our restaurant, so we can only make Di uncle suffer." I opened the wine that Xiaoyi brought.

Di Ming said indifferently, "When I drink, I never care about wine, but the person who drinks with me! My tummy..." Di Ming touched his tummy and continued, "I don't know how many kinds of wine I've had. White, red, everything. But when I drink with my business partners, I just drink, that's all. When friends are together, it's okay to drink two yuan a bottle of beer. I'll enjoy it."

I nodded. I agree with what Di Ming said. I remember the last time Di Ming had a normal beer with three friends. He drank dozens of bottles and chatted in the middle of the night.

"No matter how expensive the wine is, it's the same when you drink it and pee it out!"

I couldn't help but smile. Di Ming was so rude. I was convinced! If someone else said this, it might seem sour, but Di Ming didn't feel it at all.

"Di uncle," I poured the new bottle of wine to Di Ming and said, "Actually, I don't understand."

"What don't you understand?"

"We didn't know each other before, did we? We just had a few words. Even if I were kind enough to send you to a hotel, you wouldn't have such a good impression of me, would you?" I'm really confused.

Di Ming nodded and said, "That's right. We didn't know each other before, but I think we are destined to be together. I like young people like you who are willing to help others. In you, I feel like you can see me... People like us, you know what I mean. You can see what we don't have, what we lose."

Although Di Ming didn't make it clear, I could probably understand what he meant.

"And most importantly," Di Ming raised a finger and smiled at me, "You should know that I'm very rich, right?"

I nodded, naturally.

"Well, I do have money. It's true that I have the title of billionaire on my head, but this identity also makes it difficult for me to make friends. Do you understand?" Di ming glanced at me, but I knew this question didn't need to be answered, so I just continued to listen to Di Ming. "It's like a big table of business partners talking at a wine table. That kind of flattering and polite language. Ouch, really. Although I can get used to it very well, sometimes I really have a stomach-chilling feeling. Do you understand? Too tired! That kind of smile, how to describe it? When you see someone, you seem to subconsciously smile."

Di Ming's face broke into an exaggerated smile. He couldn't help but smile and say, "But you're different!"

Di Ming pointed at me, and there was a glint of insight in his eyes. I could not help but feel a little ashamed. This evaluation was quite good. I also pointed at myself and asked, "Which one of my movies is the same?"

"Look, I have eight cars in total. I like the number eight, so I always have eight cars. Every time I change a new car, I get rid of the worst of the eight cars. In exchange, the car is still eight, but the car is getting better and better." Di Ming raised the glass in his hand, and the two of us clinked our glasses together again. Di Ming drank a lot.

Putting down his glass, he continued to say to me, "But I'm not trying to show off, because I drive a luxury car. No matter where I go, people who don't know who I am will be very polite to me. From the way they look at me and talk to me, I can tell who he is!"

Di Ming spoke in a much more determined tone, as if his eyes were golden.

I also said half-jokingly, "Hot eyes."

"Almost." Di Ming smiled faintly and said, "Xing Yun, you know too little about me. I don't know what I've been through."

"But you are different!" Di Ming looked at me very seriously and said.

I smiled and said, "Di uncle, you said that."

Di Ming nodded and smiled, "Actually, I'm a little too talkative. Why are you different? You know I drive a luxury car, you must know that I am rich, but you look at me very clean, very clear, now you know my identity, your eyes are still like this, never changed. Eyes are the window to the soul, and that's not wrong at all. So, when I see you, do you know what it feels like?"

I found Di Ming's words a little funny, but I could tell that he was speaking from the bottom of his heart. I also asked curiously, "How do you feel?"

"A clear spring in the desert!" Di Ming said to me, "Pour the wine!"

I shook my head. I didn't expect Di Ming to say something like that. I was a little embarrassed. I didn't say anything. I could only pour the wine. Di Ming continued, "That's the feeling!"

"But I don't think I'm that special. I would envy you if I knew you were rich, and I would think you were awesome..."

I really don't think I'm any different from anyone else. It's like what di ming just said about a luxury car. If there was a luxury car parked on the side of the road, everyone would look at it more often.

Di Ming seemed to have a full understanding of me, even though today was only the fourth time we met. He looked at me and said, "But the way you talk to me, the way you look at me, has never changed, right?"

I nodded, as if so.

"Besides, I'm a billionaire, some people think I'm rich, some people think I'm a hero, but you'll definitely think I'm an ordinary person, right?"

I froze for a moment, then chuckled and nodded honestly.

I wanted to compliment him, but I do think he's a normal person, no different from us. He may have extraordinary abilities, perseverance, perseverance, etc., but he is indeed an ordinary person.

I smiled, and Di Ming laughed even more, laughing so happily that tears were coming out.

After this conversation with Di Ming, I really found that Di Ming was a very honest person, very suitable for my appetite.

I quickly raised my glass. Di Ming also raised his glass and said, "Are you done?"

I nodded helplessly. I had a great chat with Di Ming. Let's do it!

Worth it!

The two of them just dried up a glass of white wine, and I grinned for a while. Di Ming also took a few bites of the dish, and then continued to smile, "I am indeed an ordinary person! Common people! Unlike Guzheng's father, he was an educated man. I have no culture, and I can't appreciate those elegant things. I just like white wine, I don't like foreign things, and I don't like to drink eggs and milk. In the morning, I like to drink a beancurd soup, eat a bun fried dough stick, and I don't like tea, taste nothing, and I don't like western food. I'm over forty now, and I don't even have a girlfriend. I'm not as good as you guys in this area, am I? So, I'm just an ordinary person!"

Di Ming told me a whole bunch of things, and I thought it was really interesting. He was really funny.

After talking so much with di ming today, I found that he was very different from what I thought. Without the halo of a billionaire, he was no different from us.

In the end, the two of us actually finished both bottles of wine.

I was a little surprised, usually I didn't have that much, I really don't know how to drink two bottles of wine without knowing it.

At the end of the drink, I felt like my face was burning, and I was already very drunk. Di Ming seemed to have had a good time, and he looked a little different. He looked drunk too.

As a result, the two of them staggered a little and went downstairs with their shoulders crossed.

Di Ming took out his wallet and I quickly said, "Di uncle, you came to eat with me. How can I let you pay for it?"

Although I still have to call Di Ming uncle, I really treat him as a friend.

"I was supposed to treat you. What happened to your restaurant? I have to treat you, too. If you want to invite me next time, I'll invite you this time."

"Why are you so polite to me?"

"I'm not being polite to you. You're not the only one who owns the restaurant. If you really want to invite me next time, please." Di Ming asked his cousin at the cashier, "Girl, how much is our table?"

My cousin looked at me inquiringly. I shook my head and said to Di Ming, "Di uncle, come on, you're drunk. I'll take you home."

"I don't have much, Xing Yun. I'm just like that if I drink so much. Why don't we drink more? Di ming smiled at me.

I really didn't dare to answer that. I was close to my limit. I really couldn't drink anymore.

Di Ming's attitude was really firm, but I had to signal my cousin to give him a discount. I really treat di ming as a friend, so I really don't want to take his money!

Of course, Di Ming didn't care about the money. In his eyes, it was probably a piece of cake.

After that, Di Ming and I went out of the restaurant and stood outside the door. We both took a few breaths of air. Di ming asked me first, "What's the name of the cashier in your restaurant?"

I frowned slightly, and without much thought, I replied, "Cui jiaqi, that's my cousin. What's wrong?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I realized something. At this moment, Di Ming also asked in surprise, "Is that your sister?"

I nodded and said, "Yes, my cousin."

"Let me ask you something, Xing Yun." Di Ming suddenly felt embarrassed and asked with a smile, "Is your sister married?"

My eyes trembled at Di Ming's words. What did Di Ming mean by that? Was he interested in my cousin?