After bypassing the long and winding corridor, you are suddenly greeted by pavilions and pavilions with red walls and green tiles.
Nanjiang No. 1 Private Club integrates entertainment, catering, and hotel industries. Four elegant and quiet old-fashioned villa buildings wrap the middle club, forming a pentagon with strong privacy.
Therefore, Nanjiang No. 1 is also nicknamed the Pentagon by Nancheng people.
Here, you may not be able to book a seat just by having money in hand. Most of the people who come here for entertainment or official business are business tycoons or official dignitaries.
Gao Ran pushed open the door to the private room, walked up to Gu Tingyuan and whispered something into Gu Tingyuan's ear, and Gu Tingyuan nodded.
The next second, the door to the private room was pushed open again, and a middle-aged man wearing a Chinese Tang suit with black hair walked in with a smile.
As soon as he entered the door, the man's first words were: "Ting Yuan, I haven't seen you for a long time."
Gu Tingyuan stood up, his posture was neither humble nor arrogant, but it was easy to see that he was respectful and courteous to the visitor.
"Uncle Song."
Gao Ran and the two people behind the man looked at each other, Song Changnan raised his hand, and the two people retreated.
Seeing this, Gao Ran looked at each other and withdrew from Gu Tingyuan.
In an instant, only Gu Tingyuan and Song Changnan were left in the private room.
"The last time we met, it seems... was at your father's birthday party two years ago."
There was a nostalgic tone in Song Changnan's tone, and the smile at the corner of his mouth never softened.
This man makes people feel as gentle as jade, always like being wrapped in a layer of gentle gauze, giving people an invisible feeling.
Since Song Changnan took over the power of life and death in Nancheng, he has had very little contact with the Gu family.
However, Song Changnan was one of Gu Baian's old friends in the early years. The two of them were both aides to the one above, so they could be considered brothers who came to the same place by different paths.
"Speaking of which, I hugged you many times when you were little." Song Changnan raised the emerald tea cup in front of him and tasted the moist tea in the cup. The smile between his eyebrows became warmer.
“Good tea must be tasted by those who can taste it.”
Gu Tingyuan nodded, raised the tea cup in his hand, and took a small sip.
"Good tea requires someone who knows how to taste it. A thousand-mile horse also needs someone to tap its talents. This is true for everything in the world. Uncle Song understands it, and Ting Yuan is also well versed in it."
After hearing these words, the smile on Song Changnan's face became thicker and thicker, and his eyes looking at Gu Tingyuan also became deeper.
"Speaking of which, I heard from your father that you were already married. It's a pity that I was still in Kyoto and never came back to witness your happy life with my own eyes."
Gu Tingyuan chuckled when he heard this: "Uncle Song is busy with government affairs, but my father has already conveyed your thoughts to you."
"Hahaha, speaking of your wife, I have quite a connection."
Speaking of Ruan Anlan, Gu Tingyuan's sense of alienation faded away, and the smile on his face gradually showed tenderness. His eyes moved, and his eyes fell on Song Changnan's brows and eyes, as if he was recalling the past.
Gently stroking the smooth wall of the cup with his thumb, Song Changnan closed his eyes, showing a little sadness between his brows.
Not sure what he was thinking of, he let out a long sigh.
Song Changnan: "Her mother and I were once considered close friends, but it's a pity... alas!"
