Dusk fell.
There were no lights on in the room.
Shopping bags were scattered on the ground.
Tan Jiajia was sitting on the sofa holding the computer. The blue light on the screen reflected on her face, which made her look a little indifferent for some reason.
"Didi didi..."
The chat software in the lower right corner of the computer screen kept beeping, but she was still browsing the webpage intently and did not divert her attention.
After a few minutes, she finally moved the mouse over the blinking icon, and a group chat interface suddenly appeared on the screen.
The group was very lively, and one message after another was quickly passed by.
Tan Jiajia flipped through it, and it turned out that a man named Du Qiang had sent several pictures of luxury cars and watches to show off.
Then everyone in the group was not to be outdone, and posted pictures of their luxury homes, jewelry, etc.
For a moment, Tan Jiajia seemed to have fallen into a private group where rich people show off their wealth to each other.
Dazzling pictures of luxury goods flashed one after another, but there was no emotion on her face.
Tan Jiajia raised her eyes and fixed her gaze on the characters "Xiangyang Primary School Classmates", remembering what happened this afternoon:
Tan Jiajia looked at the young man in a suit and leather suit in front of him, his hair fixed with hairspray so that it could not even be blown by a typhoon, and said in surprise: "It's you...Chu..."
At this point, she suddenly got stuck and forgot what the other person's name was.
The young man touched his head handsomely and reminded her generously: "Chu Yinghao."
"Yes, yes..." Tan Jiajia's eyes lit up and she blurted out. "Chu nose, I still remember."
Chu Yinghao's handsome face suddenly turned like a bitter gourd, and he complained: "Jia Mei, we are all in our early twenties, can you stop calling me by my nickname?"
"Sorry, sorry." Tan Jiajia laughed, looked at the elegant Chu Yinghao in front of her, and praised. "I haven't seen you for so many years. Judging from your outfit, you must be rich."
"No, no." Although Chu Yinghao said this, he couldn't stop the smile on his face. He waved his hand and said.
"Stop standing outside, come in and talk."
"Well, do you work here?" Tan Jiajia asked casually as she walked into the elegantly decorated men's clothing store in front of her.
As soon as she finished speaking, the clerks in the store greeted Chu Yinghao who was walking beside her: "Hello, boss."
boss?
Tan Jiajia was stunned for a moment, then realized what she was doing, and said to him in surprise: "Are you actually the boss of this weresen?"
While inspecting the work in the store, Chu Yinghao said, "Don't I look like a boss with my outfit?"
After receiving the confirmation, Tan Jiajia was even more excited: "It's not a weird question, this is Weresen. The franchise fee alone costs half the price of a house, let alone the fact that you open in Fengxiang Entertainment Street, where every inch of land is precious. Tsk tsk tsk... …”
Tan Jiajia looked at the men's clothing store with an area of more than 100 square meters, bumped into him deliberately, and joked with him: "Brother Yinghao, remember to live in wealth and honor, and don't forget each other."
While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the door of the office in the corner.
Chu Yinghao opened the door and said with a wry smile: "Jia Mei, please stop making fun of me. Aren't we all the same?"
Having said this, he paused again, packed Tan Jiajia in the office, and continued: "Wait for me here first. I have something to explain to them. I will take you to a big dinner later."
"No problem, Boss Chu." Tan Jiajia laughed so hard that her eyes almost disappeared, and joked.
Chu Yinghao rolled his eyes at her and said angrily: "Go, go, go..." After that, he closed the door.
Tan Jiajia smiled, put the shopping bag in her hand on the table, and then observed the surrounding environment.
If Zeng Qi's office decoration style is low-key luxury, then Chu Yinghao's office is that of a nouveau riche.
From the floor to the ceiling, from the large furnishings to the small furnishings, the house is filled with a strong affluent style. I just needed to write the three characters "I am rich" on the wall.
"This kid is really prosperous." Tan Jiajia touched the European-style luxury sofa she was sitting on and said with emotion.
Her family is a neighbor of Chu Yinghao, and they are the same age. When she was a little boy, she had a very good relationship with Chu Yinghao. He was a complete naughty egg, but at that time she was quiet and sensible.
Chu Yinghao's parents often compared her with him. Every time they compared her, Chu Yinghao would be disliked.
But Chu Yinghao didn't know why, no matter how many times he was scolded because of her, his relationship with her was always as good.
The two later went to different universities and rarely saw each other. They only chatted occasionally on chat software.
Until Tan Jiajia became a woman and her interpersonal relationships were in a state of chaos, she stopped contacting her old friends for fear that the good memories in her memory would become strange in the other person's mind.
Fortunately, judging from Chu Yinghao's appearance, the friendship between the two has not deteriorated.
Tan Jiajia couldn't help but chuckle when she thought of things from her childhood.
Chu Yinghao also came back after finishing his work. As soon as he entered the door, he heard his friend giggle and asked curiously: "Jia Mei, why are you giggling all alone."
Tan Jiajia came back to her senses and looked at the tall and handsome Chu Yinghao in front of her. However, she remembered the young face of the other person in her mind. She couldn't help but let out another "Pfft" and became happy.
Chu Yinghao suddenly had black lines on his face.
"Okay, okay...I won't laugh." Tan Jiajia put away her smile and said seriously. "Boss Chu, do you know why you were called 'Chu Noshin' back then?"
Chu Yinghao made a pose that he thought was handsome and made a sentimental speech: "Let the past go away with the wind..."
"Pfft..."
He responded with another uncontrollable laugh...
After Tan Jiajia apologized repeatedly and vowed never to laugh at the other person again, Chu Yinghao's dark face improved.
Afterwards, the long-separated friends naturally went out to a restaurant and missed their green years. At the same time, they lamented that time flies... and so on, which can be described in detail...
After eating and drinking, Tan Jiajia took a ride home from Chu Yinghao.
Chu Yinghao drove the car out of the parking lot and asked, "Jia Mei, where do you live now? Come and play when you have time."
"Mingde Community on Jiangyuan Road." Tan Jiajia replied smoothly, then took out her mobile phone from her bag to check the time, only to find several missed calls from Zeng Qi.
When she was about to call back, she heard Chu Yinghao say again:
"Aren't all the demolition households living there? Did you buy a second-hand house?"
"Pfft..." Tan Jiajia was amused by him and joked: "Brother Yinghao, do you think everyone has become a big boss like you? I am just a part-time worker. How can I afford the house here? Of course I rent it. .”
"rental??"
Chu Yinghao was puzzled at first, but then he reacted and said: "I understand, you invested the money. However, even so, your living conditions should be better to avoid making people worry."
Tan Jiajia hung up the unreachable call and was speechless: "I told you I had no money, why don't you believe me?"
