Chapter 76

Yang Xuan trembled and wished he could catch the phone and answer it himself.

But he still managed to hold back his emotions, "take it, but don't say I'm with you."

Dayong nodded and pressed to open the hands-free. Before he could speak, Su Nan's voice immediately came from the other end of the phone, "Dayong, have you found Yang Xuan's whereabouts?"

Dayong looked up at Yang Xuan and said, "Miss Su, not yet. I'm also asking for you. Once I hear from him, I'll contact you in time."

The other end of the phone paused slightly, "thank you, Dayong. Once you hear from him, you must tell me at the first time."

"OK, let's do this first. Don't worry. If I find liu'er, I'll tell you at the first time."

After hanging up the phone, Dayong smiled at Yang Xuan, "why don't you let me tell her about you?"

Yang Xuan also smiled calmly, "they are divorced. Don't involve too much."

When he said this, Yang Xuan looked relaxed, but his heart was like a knife.

Although I haven't seen or contacted him for only two days, it's like a long time for Yang Xuan.

When I heard Su Nan's voice just now, I only felt that my nose was sour and my heart fell violently, just like weightlessness.

Only he himself knows. Just now he endured how many times, grabbed the phone and told Su Nan how much he missed her

"Liu'er, shit, liu'er, it's really you, ha ha ha!"

At this time, a hearty laughter suddenly came from the side, and several familiar figures ran here with laughter.

"Shit, Lao Hei, bean sprouts, King Kong, Qin Feng, Bo Zi, I want to die!"

Seeing several people, Yang Xuan was so excited that he shouted out these very familiar names, stood up and hurriedly greeted them.

"Shit, stop, don't fucking touch me, affect my hairstyle!"

Just before Yang Xuangang ran to him, suddenly someone exaggerated and made a stop gesture.

The man who spoke was named Qin Feng. He was white and clean. He had a pair of beautiful peach eyes. He was wearing a white shirt. He was slender and had a piece of fresh meat.

Among them, he is the "best" one. With his super high appearance, he lost the daughter of the project manager of others, and finally got a bad storekeeper. He ate watermelon and held beauty every day, which made others envy him.

However, this person has a characteristic, that is, he is particularly fond of attracting bees and butterflies, and he is hungry. From the young sister to the charming women in their 40s, they can't escape this evil claw.

"Fuck you, I haven't seen you for a year. You're so fucking smelly. Go away. You're so coquettish. You played wire ball with some rich woman last night!"

Yang Xuan stared at this guy angrily, and then a thin man who looked like a bean sprout, like a monkey, suddenly jumped over and pasted it on Yang Xuan like an octopus, "liu'er, I miss you so much!"

"Shit, bean sprouts, get out of here!"

Then he said hello to the others one by one.

Lao Hei is just like his name. Although he is only in his twenties, some people believe that he has dark skin, shrugs and pulls his eyelids all day, and always looks lazy, just like a big smoker.

King Kong, a big man with a height of 1.85 meters, has bumps and bulging flesh. One person on the construction site can do the work of three people, just like an iron tower.

Bo Zi, a big fat man with a nearly round figure, smiled at everyone. When he smiled, his two eyes narrowed into a seam. He looked very happy.

In the past, it was very kind to meet the difficult brothers in a shed.

A few people were rolling strings, talking about bottles of beer and blowing all kinds of "vulgar" cattle.

Occasionally, some well-dressed men and women passed by. When they saw this scene, they frowned and quickened their pace.

In their eyes, these people are vulgar, wearing the cheapest clothes, making noise in shabby and dirty places, blushing and thick necked. They are definitely the country bumpkins at the bottom of society.

Yang Xuan unscrupulously drank with several brothers, played tricks and boasted. When he was excited, he even danced for a while.

He wore millions of suits, drank millions of bottles of foreign wine, filled the room with precious stones, and even the dining table was made of pure gold. He also regarded it as his own kitchen.

Rolls Royce Maybach, whose shell is covered with a little dust, doesn't bother to wash. He gives it directly to people. He buys three private planes at one time, sits one by himself, and flies two by himself.

In short, he has enjoyed the most extreme glory and wealth in the world, but all the happiness combined is less than one tenth of this stall.

When several poor brothers had more drinks together, the topic naturally came to looking forward to the future.

Little bean sprout tore open his collar and revealed his bony little chest. He said forthrightly, "if my brother is developed in the future, we will take a VIP box in the Internet cafe, with two barrels of instant noodles, three ham intestines per person, plus a marinated egg and a bottle of coke... No, pulsation, it's cool enough at one time!"

"Cut!"

They all gave him a thumbs up and said that poverty limits imagination. It seems that this is true.

For the understanding of luxury, bean sprouts are limited to going to Internet cafes all night, adding three ham intestines and marinated eggs.

"Liu'er, what about you? If you have money in the future, what do you want?"

Qin Feng put an arm on Yang Xuan's shoulder.

Yang Xuan was happy tonight. He had a few more drinks. His face was red and his neck was thick. "Money? To tell you the truth, I have plenty of money!"

"You should be happy. In 1982, Lafite labor and capital asked you to drink in a box. We bought dozens of sports cars at one time and drove them on the main road in two rows, one row in 'n' and the other row in 'B'. Together, it means Nb, cow break......"

"Brother, brother six, can you call your brother?"

Qin Feng quickly brought a plate of peanuts and rice. "You can eat more peanuts and blow the cowhide bigger."

"Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Yang Xuan waved his arm.

"Dayong, what are you looking at?"

At this time, they suddenly found that Dayong held his cheeks in both hands and looked quietly across the river.

"I don't ask for anything in my life. Just have my own nest." Dayong murmured.

The crowd followed his eyes and saw the residential building on the other side of the river. All of a sudden, everyone was silent.

Among them, apart from Yang Xuan, the best one is just a small site warehouse keeper.

No family background, alone, doing the hardest work, with the least salary, living the lowest life.

According to their income, it's like a dream to buy a house in the city.

But as the bottom of society, they also have the right to yearn for a better life. For example, they can have their own house in the city.

But for them, it was just a vain yearning like the jagged light spots on the river.