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

"Lao Ji, are you going up? You promised to play with me tonight and hide here to smoke alone?"

“It’s too noisy upstairs.”

"How can we have fun without arguing? There are a few people who are just as stoic as you... You don't want to talk to you even if I talk to 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 acting the same, Yan Jia didn't care and went upstairs by himself.

Ji Changmu finished smoking two cigarettes and did not continue. The wind penetrated through his thin fleece sweater and was very cold. He turned and went upstairs.

A group of men in the private room were having fun, talking without hesitation, and talked about everything.

Seeing Ji Changmu coming over, a man made room for him: "Old Ji, come here, I just lost you a lot of money."

Ji Changmu sat down again and played cards, playing cards casually and not playing too seriously.

Yan Jia was sitting next to Ji Changmu's subordinate, and he was often outnumbered and lost a lot.

As soon as Yan Jia lost money, he couldn't help but take his anger out on Ji Changmu. While shuffling the cards, he ate the grapes fed by the woman and snorted: "Lao Ji is cruel and ruthless, and he is also cruel to his friends, so he beat him

How many cards did it win us so much money?"

"Yan Jia, you are a bit stupid." Ji Changmu said bluntly.

"..."

OK, OK, he agrees.

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

"Lao Ji, have you stopped contacting your little cutie? You spent a lot of money on her, right? That pink diamond necklace alone is a priceless treasure."

"Yan Jia, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."

"..."

Forget it, let’s not talk about it.

After playing a few more cards, Yan Jia's cell phone rang. It was his home phone number. 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 was his stupid nephew.

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

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

"Mama asked Zhouzhou to eat eggs, but Zhouzhou didn't do the same, and Momma beat Zhouzhou."

Yan Jia knew that this little thing didn't like eating eggs, so he gloated: "Where did I hit you? Does it hurt? That's all."

"It hurts... I need Uncle Evil to hug me to stop it from hurting."

"..." Yan Jia can't stand children, why is he so coquettish? How does this little thing look like his serious and taciturn elder brother?

This little thing didn't feel as much pain as his father when he was born, and most likely he regarded him as his supporter.

"Don't hug me, let's play."

"Uncle Evil bought a train for Zhouzhou."

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

"Evil uncle is the best."

Yan Jia smiled proudly.

How is he? He is not good at all. Last time, he threw away his jelly. If he is unhappy next time, he will be beaten.

How could he like his eldest brother's son?

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

The night is getting darker.

After midnight, the clubhouse was still noisy and lively, and the private room was even noisier. No one was sleepy.

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

"Old Ji, you want to leave?" Yan Jia said, "Didn't you agree to stay up all night today?"
Chapter completed!