Ye Yaodong felt rather pleased with himself. He had sat down and had tea with Director Chen, after all.
Still, the man might not remember him. More than a year had passed.
"I counted on my fingers and worked it out. His surname must be Chen."
The people beside him were speechless.
"Have you switched to fortune-telling? If you can even work that out, tell me whether my wife's carrying a boy or a girl."
Oh, hahaha, he really did know this one!
"Twin boys! Remember to bring me some egg wine when they're born!"
"Huh! Two?" The man who had asked was instantly delighted.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. Your wife's only five or six months along. Her belly's a little bigger than other people's, but how could he know there are two?" someone watching nearby countered, speechless.
"Haha, they're nice words, anyway. As long as they're pleasant to hear, who cares whether they're true?"
Ye Yaodong grinned.
"It's fine if you don't believe me now. My word is gold. If your wife gives birth to twin boys in a few months, just remember to bring me a double helping of egg wine."
"Absolutely! I'll remember!"
"If she has twin girls, he'll have to go beat down your door..."
"Hahaha! Definitely two boys. No mistake..."
Their joking immediately caught the attention of the people inside, and everyone looked over.
Director Chen spotted Ye Yaodong then, too.
He could hardly be blamed for noticing him at first glance. Ye Yaodong simply stood out too much among a crowd of short, dark, rustic fishermen.
Quite apart from anything else, his towering height and fair, clean face made him look more like a city dweller than actual city people. He was so conspicuous, and they had met once before, too. How could