Chapter 907
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Lu Bancheng hadn't returned to the country for over a year, so he had a lot of social engagements to attend.
He didn't even know how many events he had attended that day. When he finally left the Majestic Clubhouse and was about to drive home, he was called to the Capital Clubhouse to play mahjong.
Lu Bancheng had always been a good talker. Even though he was tired after a whole day of social engagements, he could still make the atmosphere very harmonious when he sat at the mahjong table.
Perhaps it was because of the saying, "Unlucky in love, lucky in gambling," that night, Lu Bancheng's luck was off the charts. He got whatever he wanted and won all the way to the end.
"Boss Lu, please go easy on us. If you keep winning, we're going to go bankrupt tonight …" Mr. Zhang, who was sitting across from Lu Bancheng, joked.
Lu Bancheng smiled faintly and didn't say a word. He continued to win the money he was supposed to win until the end of the round and the start of the new round. When it was his turn to throw the dice, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang. Reflexively, he casually put the dice to the side and apologized. Then, he immediately took out his phone from his pocket and opened the game. After waiting for about thirty seconds, the time on the screen changed to three o 'clock. Then, he sent out the joke he had prepared in advance.
"Why did you set an alarm in the middle of the night, Boss Lu?" Mr. Yi, who was sitting on his left, asked curiously.
Lu Bancheng calmly lowered his eyelids and didn't say a word. He put his phone away, picked up the dice, and threw them.
Everyone saw that Lu Bancheng had no intention of replying, so they didn't ask. They just assumed he had set an alarm when he was overseas and continued to play mahjong.
The atmosphere at the mahjong table quickly returned to normal. Everyone played cards and chatted idly like before.
Perhaps it was because they chatted for too long and ran out of topics to talk about. In the end, the men actually went around to emotional topics.
The first to be drawn out was the man sitting across from Lu Bancheng. "I saw my first love a while ago. It's been more than twenty years, but I can still recognize her in the crowd."
"What? Are you still in love? "the man on Lu Bancheng's right asked.
"I can't say I'm in love. I'm just a little emotional about the time I spent chasing after her in school."
"Sigh, all these years, the business is getting bigger and bigger, life is getting better and better, but love is getting further and further away." The man on Lu Bancheng's right had once aspired to be a poet, but in the end, he became a businessman. However, when he spoke, he was more artistic. In the end, he did not forget to lament, "Sometimes, I wonder, what is love?"
Following his words, the other two began to talk about the topic of "love".
They chatted happily. Some talked about their love history, while others talked about their regrettable pasts. Lu Bancheng didn't interrupt, but he would pause from time to time while playing cards.
He didn't know what love was, but he knew that if you really loved someone, when you talked about love, the first thing that popped into your mind would be her.
Thinking of her and their story, Lu Bancheng suddenly felt a little dispirited. He absent-mindedly finished the game and found an excuse to leave the room early.
He walked out of the Peking Club and stood by the roadside. Instead of getting into the car, he lit a cigarette.
Perhaps he was affected by the topic just now, but when he smoked, he took out his phone.
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