My Peerless Beauty President

After the hush was over, Zhang Chenfeng put the big guy back in his lair, and was about to light a cigarette, but he searched every place in his body that could hold things, but he couldn't find a lighter.

Let off the water, hum the song, and end the battle with another ecstasy cigarette, but the guy who lit the cigarette didn't bring it, which made the dragon very sad, and the cheerful rhythm of the song became imperfect in an instant.

At this moment, a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his 50s came to the urinal next to him, and was pouring water.

Nine out of ten men smoke, and the one who doesn't smoke is also a former smoker who quit smoking.

Zhang Chenfeng turned his head to look at the middle-aged uncle beside him, his eyes lit up immediately, and with a kind smile, he said in a friendly manner: "This uncle, borrow a lighter."

This middle-aged uncle is wearing a light gray business suit, a white shirt, a dark blue tie inside, a pair of silver-white glasses with metal rims on the bridge of his nose, matching his ruddy face and correct Chinese characters Face, the image of the whole person is calm and decent, and at first glance, he is a person of extraordinary status.

"Little brother, you're addicted to cigarettes, didn't you bring a fire?"

The middle-aged uncle had a very friendly attitude. He showed Zhang Chenfeng a kind and deep smile, reached into the inner pocket of his suit, and took out a lighter with a very unique design.

"Thank you."

Zhang Chenfeng nodded his thanks, and took the lighter.

This lighter is full of weight, and the whole body is made of pure steel. There is a very realistic bullet head engraved on the front of the lighter, and a five-pointed star is engraved with vigorous pen force on the back.

Weighing the lighter in his hand, a bright light flashed across Zhang Chenfeng's eagle-like eyes.

Judging from his years of experience, this lighter should be awarded to those who have received special military work in the army. The middle-aged uncle in front of him is probably a veteran.

With a "pop", the sound of the lighter igniting was very crisp, Zhang Chenfeng lit the cigarette skillfully, and a wisp of blue smoke spewed out from his mouth.

"Really, after the last cigarette, a good life is better than a god."

All the previous tension and worry dissipated after the entrance of an ecstasy cigarette.

Zhang Chenfeng propped one hand on the clean wall of the toilet, and pinched a cigarette with the other hand, his forehead was raised slightly, and his sharp-edged face showed an expression of incomparable ecstasy and enjoyment.

The middle-aged man next to him had just finished his hush and was about to leave, when he saw the expression on Zhang Chenfeng's face out of the corner of his eye, he was a little moved.

The middle-aged man stood for two seconds, raised his hand and rubbed his nose, then showed a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, and said: "Little brother, do you still have a cigarette, give me one, I will It’s just a lighter but no cigarettes.”

It turned out that I was addicted to cigarettes?

Zhang Chenfeng chuckled, took out a cigarette enthusiastically, and handed one to the middle-aged man.

In the traditional customs of China, there is a saying of meeting friends with wine, making friends and discussing business at the wine table, which is a broad and profound knowledge.

However, making friends by smoking is also an inscrutable knowledge. When one smokes, one is lonely; when two smoke, one is lively.

With a sound of "pop", the middle-aged uncle's movements were exactly the same as Zhang Chenfeng's. He supported the wall with one hand, held the cigarette in the other, took a deep breath, raised his head slightly, and the thin green smoke was blown into the air.

However, unlike Zhang Chenfeng's ecstatic expression, the middle-aged uncle did not show a very enjoyable expression on his face after taking a sip. On the contrary, he frowned, looked at the brand of the cigarette in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Little brother, this cigarette It’s very choking, you usually smoke this kind, can you take it?”

Zhang Chenfeng looked at the six yuan pack of Hongtashan cigarettes in his hand, with a wry smile on his face.

Molong is heavily in debt now, if not for the recent windfall, he might not even be able to afford a pack of cigarettes for six yuan.

"I'm used to smoking this brand. It's fragrant, refreshing, and has a lot of stamina. One stick is worth three. It's pretty good."

Zhang Chenfeng smiled and said nonchalantly.

The middle-aged uncle nodded, showing an expression of admiration, took another puff of cigarette, and said with a smile: "You can't come to such a high-end occasion if you smoke this cigarette?"

"Uncle, you have good eyesight. I came here with my girlfriend, just to have a meal and to learn a lot."

Zhang Chenfeng didn't need to hide anything, anyway, he didn't know the other party, so telling lies made the other party look down on him.

The middle-aged uncle smiled deeply, he did not expect Zhang Chenfeng's character to be so forthright.

Generally, young people like Zhang Chenfeng are very face-saving, impetuous, and not down-to-earth.

But Zhang Chenfeng was on the contrary, he seemed to completely ignore the frivolous things on the surface, but let the middle-aged uncle take a high look.

"The people who can be invited to the dinner are all high-class figures in Tianzhou City, and your girlfriend should be pretty good too."

The middle-aged uncle obviously had a crush on Zhang Chenfeng.

He who has been in a high position for many years is tired of the greetings and entertainment at the reception.

At this moment, smoking and chatting with Zhang Chenfeng in the toilet, on the contrary, made the middle-aged uncle feel very relaxed, returning to the good feeling of his youth.

"It's so-so. She is two big and one is tall, and she has several standards that a beautiful woman should have. When young people fall in love, it mainly depends on their feelings. Uncle, you are someone who has experienced it, so you must understand it better than me."

Zhang Chenfeng recalled Zhao Yunzi's figure and appearance in his mind, and felt a little flustered for a while.

Listening to Zhang Chenfeng's words, the middle-aged uncle felt extremely relieved when he saw the rogue expression gradually appearing on his face.

Once upon a time, when the middle-aged uncle was young, he was also a hero who rode his horse and galloped into thousands of flowers, frolicking as if he had entered the land of no one. Zhang Chenfeng's words made him recall a lot and feel good. many.

"It's better to be young, little brother, grasp the youth. I used to fight for my career, and I missed a lot of beautiful things. Now I want to start again, and I have no chance."

The middle-aged uncle took a deep breath of the cigarette, and seemed to have gotten used to the choking smoke of this kind of inferior cigarette. A regretful expression appeared on his ruddy and energetic Chinese face.

Making friends with cigarettes and exchanging sincerity for sincerity, the two smoked and smoked in the small world of the toilet, starting from women, exchanging their past experiences with each other.

Zhang Chenfeng's experience shocked and envied the middle-aged uncle, and Zhang Chenfeng learned and experienced the past of the middle-aged uncle.

The two of them were chatting, and even smoked three cigarettes in a row.

The pleasant chat lasted until someone pinched their noses outside and felt the choking smell of smoke in the toilet and could not enter, and it ended regrettably.

The chat came to an end for the time being, and the two of them walked out of the toilet one after the other with joyful smiles on their faces.