my friend

Last night we sat in cafe with my old friend. I did not him many years. He lived in a village. He jokes, that there he was known by everybody, but in the city nobody knows him, even close people.
He looks perfectly and already a week lives in the city, he is searching for a job.
He is the programmer and even in his village he did not leave the work, having a remote operation at one large company in London.
Now he decided to be arranged so that to work in a big office. He needs more converses.
I have advised him to address to the Аnnabelle hotel – they wanted an expert of his qualification. We had a very long and funny meeting. It is always very pleasant for me to meet my old friends.