Yang Dongxu followed Du Heng's finger and looked out. Daben had a film on it. However, this kind of film is not easy to see from the outside, but it is still very clear when looking out from the inside, especially when the light is good at the entrance of the private kitchen.
Yang Dongxu, who had not hung up the phone in his hand, glanced outside and saw six or seven men, women and men. These people were old and young, but they didn't look like a gathering of friends.
Because there was a rich woman holding the arm of a tall, handsome young man, and the man looked not like her son at first glance, but looked a bit like a puppy.
In addition, there are several obviously older men holding their arms around the waist of a beautiful young girl. This is obviously not his daughter.
After a quick glance, I didn't see any familiar faces, and the driver didn't stop, so Da Ben quickly left from the door of the restaurant. Yang Dongxu was talking on the phone and looking at Du Heng with confusion.
Du Heng pointed to the phone in his hand and motioned for him to call first and wait until he finished the call.
Yang Dongxu withdrew his gaze and began to explain some things to Dai'er on the phone. Because Du Heng, a big light bulb, sat next to him, it was impossible to talk on the phone or anything like that. After a few words, he hung up the phone.
"The man with bangs who was standing on the left side of the door just now is Sister Weiwei's boyfriend." Du Heng said.
Yang Dongxu frowned and recalled the scene just now. He always had a good memory. In addition to what happened just now, he also took a careful look at the situation at the door of the restaurant, so he quickly locked in the memory of the person Du Heng was talking about. .
His frown was not a subconscious action when he recalled it, but because the scene just now looked like it was not a serious party, but after recalling it, his brows relaxed slightly.
There were no beautiful women around the man who looked like a bit of a naughty boy in my memory, and no older woman who looked like a wealthy woman approached him.
Although he was smiling and talking, he still kept a certain distance from his position. He should not be part of a chaotic relationship in a private gathering in the outer circle.
"Pay attention to him." Yang Dongxu said.
Although he didn't want to get involved in Du Weiwei's personal affairs, Du Weiwei was his old classmate after all, and they were still very good friends.
You don't have to worry about personal love life matters, but if the other party is a scumbag and you meet him again, as a friend, you must tell Du Weiwei.
Of course, the young boy just now may not be a scumbag. At least judging from the fact that he has some sense of control with that group of people in private, his character can still be protected a little for the time being.
But don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst, and participating in the draft is obviously a foot in the entertainment industry. Yang Dongxu knows very well what this big dye vat in the entertainment industry is like.
Now this man is still sober and can maintain a sense of proportion even in private gatherings, but what about the future?
In the big dyeing vat of the entertainment industry, any background and status can be dyed, let alone such a little boy who relies on his relationship with Du Weiwei.
"I know." Du Heng asked.
When they got home, Li Fuzhen had already sent the children back. Wen Chen, the older brother, slept with his younger brother Wen Wu in his arms, while Li Fuzhen slept with Tangtang in his arms.
After going to Li Fuzhen's bedroom to be warm, Yang Dongxu left the bedroom and returned to the master bedroom.
Although they were an old couple, they couldn't have sex with Li Fujin at home. Because the mistress of this house is Zhou Ya.
Gu Li, Li Fuzhen, Bai Qian and others can live in the house, even when she is not at home, but the women maintain a tacit understanding and will not interact with Yang Dongxu at home.
Even in the courtyard of Yanjing University, when I was really confused, I would go to the wing, never the master bedroom. Not to mention Zhou Ya would not lie down on her bed to sleep just because she stopped.
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Zheng Bo looked a little complicated as he watched the figure slowly disappearing behind him. But out of the corner of his eye, he saw the woman sitting next to her, although her charm was still there, but her heavy makeup could not cover the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. The expression on his face did not change much.
If the figure in the field of vision was none other than his classmate Guo Yue, today he and Guo Yue finally sat at the same table to eat. It was no longer the last time he went to the club and looked at him like he was being picked on.
The complexity in his eyes was the last sign of his stubbornness. He knew in his heart that doing so was very bad and went against the normal views he had established for more than 20 years.
But since tying up the woman next to him, he can go to high-end places and buy brand-name clothes, watches, and shoes as he likes. He no longer feels guilty like before when he defrauded his family and could barely buy a few pieces of clothing.
If I were not in this kind of situation, if I didn't have a classmate like Guo Yue for comparison. Zheng Bo may be under too much pressure to change his attitude and return to his job.
But I entered this circle and enjoyed these lives. In addition, Guo Yue, a person who is clearly inferior to him, is superior, and Zheng Bo knows that he is wrong but still continues as if he is addicted.
To be honest, although the woman next to me is older, she can be considered a beauty just by her appearance. Except for the fact that her old age cannot be concealed by makeup, compared with his young and handsome appearance, she looks a bit like mother and son, or even a bit like a nanny. .
There are really no other shortcomings. The woman next to him has connections and resources, and he has now become a regular in the TV station. I'm willing to spend money on him and even buy him a car. It's not impossible to buy a house in Shanghai as long as I can coax him.
In this regard, he can even surpass Guo Yue, who still doesn't have a house yet. At the same time, in addition to being possessive, this woman also has strong needs in other aspects. He is still young and has been a little overwhelmed recently and needs tonic.
He doesn't have any special hobbies in other aspects. You must know that during the previous training period, some training content almost caused him to collapse.
Therefore, even though his heart was at odds with him, his reason told Zheng Bo to endure it. According to the freshness of these rich people, maybe he can leave in half a year or at most a year.
By then I will have a house, a car, some savings, and a bunch of brand-name luxury goods. In one year, I could settle down in the magical city and live a more relaxed life than most people. If I miss this opportunity, I will never encounter it again in my life.
But reason told him that this should be the case. As a child from an ordinary family with no background and no family resources, he was lucky to have this shortcut. But the rejection in my heart can never be completely eliminated.
Zheng Bo knew that that invincible resistance was his last bit of shame, the last remnant of the normal outlook he had established over more than twenty years.
A hand was placed on his thigh and kept moving up. Zheng Bo, who was originally in a trance because his eyes were complicated and lost in thought, suddenly stiffened and subconsciously wanted to resist.
But the next moment his stiff body slowly relaxed. He did not immediately look at the woman next to him, but looked at the driver in the front rearview mirror.
The driver is a middle-aged woman, wearing a formal suit who looks very capable and somewhat androgynous. She is looking at the car attentively. She seemed to be aware that Zheng Bo was looking at her through the perspective mirror, but she did not look at Zheng Bo in the rearview mirror.
The woman next to him not only started to act dishonestly with her hands, but also leaned closer because the driver Zheng Bo in the front seat was a little resistant. Although he was intimate with the old woman next to him in front of outsiders, it was limited to cuddling and occasionally kissing on the cheek.
At this time, the old woman next to me obviously didn't just want this, but there was also a driver sitting in front of her...
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