Life With You

Yuan Bao is very perceptive. A while ago, George Sheng would come home no matter how late every day. Yesterday, they played cards all night. The most important thing was that Song Xi called him today... It was clear that there was something wrong.

The hot coffee flowed out of the machine. Yuanbao took a tong and put some ice cubes in the cup, then made a cup of iced coffee and gave it to George Sheng.

Did you and Song Xi quarrel again?

Sitting on the single sofa to one side, Yuan Bao grabbed a grape and stuffed it into his mouth.

George Sheng slowly opened his eyes, sat up straight, took the coffee cup on the table, and replied with a calm expression: Do I look so idle?

Yuan Bao replied noncommittally: If you can't afford to make a noise, you can afford to hide.

George Sheng had a cold face and wanted to say that he didn't hide, but when the words came to his lips, he was too lazy to explain, and the description became darker and darker.

After drinking half of the coffee, George Sheng picked up the cigarette on the table, lit one, and said after puffing: Ye Hongjin is still waiting and watching. It's not that he doesn't have time, but he hasn't made up his mind yet.

Yuanbao said: The project at the hospital is progressing smoothly now and is expected to be completed before the end of this year. Taxation is a big deal. It stands to reason that those who don't buy our account will have to give Cheng Deqing some credit. The key is Ye Hongjin. In the officialdom, he is not the Cheng type, he keeps to himself, I am checking who has a better relationship with him, and try to meet him before he leaves Night City tomorrow to talk things over, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

Just as he finished speaking, Yuanbao's cell phone rang. I didn't know who was calling over there. Yuanbao's expression changed, and after a few seconds he said: Yes, I understand.

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Bao looked up at George Sheng and said with a half-smile, It seems like you can't hide this time.

George Sheng glanced at Yuan Bao, his eyes looking at and wary.

Yuan Bao said: I asked people to check Ye Hongjin's network. Who do you think he has the best relationship with?

George Sheng was silent, but he gradually had an idea in his heart, but he was not sure yet until Yuan Bao said: Song Yuanqing.

Ye Hongjin is not from the Cheng family, but the person he has the best personal relationship with in the officialdom is Song Yuanqing. How about you ask Song Yuanqing to lead the way and ask Ye Hongjin to come out and meet?

Yuan Bao's words were full of jokes, knowing that it was impossible for George Sheng to ask Song Yuanqing for help.

Sure enough, George Sheng looked back with a threatening look, Yuan Bao raised the corners of his lips, stood up and said, You should take the time to call Song Xi back. You didn't go back last night. She seems to be worried about you.

After that, he turned around and walked out.

When only George Sheng was left in the lounge, he sat there quietly, dressed in black and as handsome as a finely carved statue.

Between being angry with Song Xi and meeting Ye Hongjin, there was almost no hesitation. George Sheng decisively chose the latter. When he picked up his cell phone to call Song Xi, he was still sneering in his heart: Look, he He didn't take her seriously at all.

Song Xi was analyzing medical records for several other deputy doctors when her cell phone rang. She took it out and took a look. When she saw a single 'S' on the screen, she was simply surprised.

She didn't expect that George Sheng would call her. After being stunned for two or three seconds, she immediately went out to pick it up.

Turning on the connect button, she tried to keep her tone calm and without any waves, Hello?

George Sheng's voice came from the mobile phone, Is it easy to talk?

Song Xi was stunned for a moment, then walked towards the safety ladder and said, You tell me.

George Sheng got straight to the point, Do you know Ye Hongjin?

Song Xi pushed open the safety door and looked up and down the stairs to make sure there was no one there. Then he lowered his voice and said, Director of the Taxation Bureau?

George Sheng said ‘hmm’.

Song Xi asked: Do you want to contact him?

George Sheng said: He just returned to Night City today. He will stay for a day tomorrow and has to go on a business trip the day after tomorrow. He won't be back for at least a week. I want to meet him tomorrow. I heard that he has a good personal relationship with your father.

Song Xi didn't even think about it and responded directly: I have his contact information. Wait for me to call him and see what he means.

Um.

After hanging up the phone, Song Xi realized belatedly that she was a little anxious.

She still remembers the time when she first met him, no matter what he asked her, she was always wary, afraid that he would scheme, afraid that he would set him up, and even more afraid that he would accidentally influence Song Yuanqing.

But just now, he just asked casually, and she immediately agreed without hesitation, without even thinking of taking precautions.

Standing next to the unmanned safety ladder with his mobile phone in hand, Song Xi didn't know whether this change was good or bad, but George Sheng said that he would not plot against Song Yuanqing, and he kept his word.

Things were prioritized, and some things couldn't be thought of right now. Song Xi looked through the phone book and quickly saw Ye Hongjin's phone number.

When Song Yuanqing's accident first happened, she was so anxious that she called many uncles and uncles. Seventy-eight percent of them avoided answering the phone at all. Some of them said they were helpless, but Ye Hongjin was the only one who called her at that time. She said that if you have any difficulties in life, you can call him.

Regardless of whether it was a polite comment or something, Song Xi will be remembered forever.

She dialed the phone and listened to the connecting sound. She was still a little nervous until the phone was connected and a male voice came from inside: Xiao Xi?

Song Xi immediately raised the corners of his lips and greeted with a smile, Uncle Ye, it's me. Do you still have my number?

Ye Hongjin said: Of course I have your number. How are you? Are you okay during this period?

Song Xi chatted with Ye Hongjin for a while and asked tentatively: Uncle Ye, are you free these two days?

Ye Hongjin didn't answer and asked instead: If you have any difficulties over there, don't be polite to me, just tell me directly. Even if I'm not in Night City, I will find someone to help you.

Song Xi heard this and replied softly: Uncle Ye, to be honest, I am disturbing you on behalf of a good friend of mine.

Ye Hongjin paused for two seconds and then said, Oh? What's your friend's name?

Song Xi said: George Sheng from Haiwei Group.

Ye Hongjin:

Uncle Ye, I haven't seen you for a while. I still remember that you like to drink Tieguanyin. When I went to see my dad yesterday, I brought him a box and another box. When you are free, I Deliver it to you?

Ye Hongjin said: How is your father?

Song Xi replied: Very good.

Ye Hongjin responded in a low voice, and after a long while he said: I have a meeting tonight, and I have business tomorrow morning. Let's do it this way. I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow night, and you can choose a place.

Song Xi heard this and quickly replied: Uncle Ye, I haven't seen you for a long time. How can I ask you to treat me to dinner? I'll treat you to Guangde Building. What do you think?

Ye Hongjin said: Okay, then I'll see you at Guangde Building at seven o'clock tomorrow night.

Song Xi said a few more polite words to him, and when the phone hung up, she quickly called George Sheng back.

When the call was connected, Song Xi said: Tomorrow night at seven o'clock in Guangde Building, if Ye Hongjin wants to do something, don't compete with him. He won't let you pay the bill.

George Sheng asked nonchalantly: You won't go to Mincheng tomorrow?