Duan Zhaoan handed the coat to the woman who led him in. The woman took the coat and stepped away obediently. She would not come in without instructions, let alone lean over casually. This is the high standard of this club.
The room is all made of pineapple furniture, and the sitting pit is a bright yellow mattress embroidered with dragons and phoenixes. It is the same as the emperor's residence. There are high imitation antiques placed in the eight-treasure cabinet. Although they are high-end, a treasure gourd and three
The plum vase is also worth tens of thousands of dollars.
On one side is a screen folded open by Su Xiu. Behind the screen is a graceful figure, playing the strings with her jade fingers.
The Phoenix Tower is antique, and the facilities inside pay attention to elegance. The wealthy people in the Imperial City love to join in the fun, listen to ditties, drink small wine, taste famous tea, and eat well. These two things alone are needed
Thousands of oceans.
As soon as Duan Zhaoan came in, the people sitting on the Kang drinking tea all stood up and started to greet him, headed by Lin Chengwei.
"You're such a busy man, it's even harder to meet you than to meet the chairman. Three cups of wine are not enough, I'll bring you six cups!" A man wearing a houndstooth cardigan and a pair of light gray trousers
The man immediately started taking the penalty cup.
The wine used at the state banquet was a good wine that a young man named San'er got from his family.
Lin Chengwei saw that his friends were all cheering around Duan Zhaoan, and his eyes fell on the man sitting in the corner, drinking Pu'er alone.
"Wen An, you should be happy now that you are here." The Wen An that Lin Cheng said slightly was the same Mu Wen'an who embarrassed Gu Chen in the villa under Hongluoshan Temple. When Duan Zhaoan came in, he lowered the corners of his mouth that were smiling just now,
Sitting alone and drinking tea with an expressionless face.
"Be happy? Oh, can I be happy?" Mu Wen'an raised his head and glanced coldly at Duan Zhao'an, who was surrounded by a few people making noise.
The air seemed a bit ferocious.
He threw the purple sand cup on the table and said to Lin Chengwei: "If you had told me earlier that Mr. Duan was coming, I, Mu Wen'an, would have naturally stayed away. Otherwise, we would both be bored if we saw him."
Lin Cheng pursed his lips slightly, his eyes flashed with displeasure, but his face showed no trace of displeasure, and he persuaded: "As the eldest brother, I don't mind anymore, so why did you end up in a dead end?"
Turning around, he saw Duan Zhaoan chatting with a few brothers. He was tall and handsome, and his brows were sparse and distinguished. Even though he had a cold temperament, he was extremely sincere when he spoke to others. He had to wait for others to finish talking before speaking.
He knows how to speak, and he doesn't say too much nonsense. Everything he says makes sense.
Even if it was the most ordinary "Thank you", it would always feel a little more refreshing when it came out of his mouth for no reason, and it was not disgusting because of the coldness of his voice.
Look at Mu Wen'an again. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is tall and tall. He should give people a sense of calmness, but his arrogance is completely out of proportion to his appearance. It is right for others to give him one point, but he gives others one point.
That is absolutely impossible.
The Mu family has been running rampant for several years, and each generation has become worse than the last.
Compared with Duan Zhaoan, Mu Wen'an is really helpless. After all, he is also a child of a military family, so why is he so petty?
Seeing that Mu Wen'an drank more than half of the bottle of good wine that San'er brought over, and he was smelling of alcohol after drinking it, thinking of Mu Wen'an's wine, Lin Chengwei said: "Come out with me."
