normal friend

Chapter 7: Brother

When Meng Weiqing pushed open the door of the office, Meng Weike was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows smoking a cigarette.Meng Weiqing walked up a few steps and took the cigarette out of his hand, then turned around and threw it into the steaming cup of tea on the coffee table, apparently Meng Weike was still drinking.

"Smoking is not allowed in my office."

Meng Weike feigned surprise and shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, "But this is not your office now."

"Smoking is not allowed in anyone's office."

Meng Weike pouted, and walked to the wine cabinet next to him, "Let's have a drink together. Anyway, I have a driver, and you don't have a car to drive now."

The two brothers sat on the sofa across the coffee table. Meng Weike poured a glass of wine and put it in front of Meng Weiqing, "I knew you would come to me, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. The draft was sent out at four o'clock in the morning today. Why? Insomnia Haven't slept all night? Or woke up at night and never fell back asleep?"

"I know you are unscrupulous, but I didn't expect you to be so despicable."

"Despicable and obscene? Hmph, that's better than making me mad at you, right?"

"I warned you not to say such things again." Meng Weiqing lowered his voice.

Meng Wei was very proud of being ridiculous, "Did you hit the sore spot?"

"Regardless of whether Dad relapsed because of a quarrel with me, it cannot be a reason for you to frame me! Besides, now that I have left the company, you have taken over my position. All assets under my name have been frozen. I received a subpoena the day before yesterday. The court will be held within a month, why do people hype that kind of news with great fanfare? What do you want from me?!"

"I want you to be ruined forever! I want you to leave?! I want you to immigrate, change your nationality, leave forever and never come back!"

Seeing Meng Weike who was suddenly emotional, Meng Weiqing was surprised, "You hate me so much? Why? I'm your brother."

"'Why'? Ha! 'Why'! Do you know what I hate the most when you all ask me why?! Seems like you're all understanding and I'm the only one making trouble!"

"Aren't you making trouble for no reason and what are you doing?!"

"I'm doing what I've always wanted to do!"

Meng Weiqing was stunned, "What have you always wanted to do? What you have always wanted to do is drive me out of the company and step on your feet? You hate me that much?"

"Yes, I hate you that much." Meng Weike's voice was choked with sobs.

Meng Weiqing took a deep breath and let it out slowly, leaning on the sofa, trying to look calm and calm, "Since when did it start?"

Meng Weike also stabilized his mood, "I can't remember clearly since I was very young."

Both of them stopped talking and looked at each other in silence.Meng Weike raised his arm and habitually put the joint of his thumb into his mouth to bite.Meng Weiqing vaguely remembered seeing Meng Weijia who came back with the child last year and said that the little nephew was in the period of oral desire and stuffed everything into her mouth. Then he gnawed on the toy he had just picked up from the ground till it got wet.Otherwise, excessive oral desire is not good, and it will lead to eating hands and biting nails when it is too big, and it will become an irreversible problem that will last a lifetime.Meng Weike’s habit of gnawing his hands started at a very young age, but at that time people didn’t pay as much attention to raising children as today. My mother asked the whole family to look at my younger brother together, and beat him when he ate his hands. He trembled all over, and even peed in his pants when it was serious.However, since then, there is no memory of seeing him eating hands again?

Meng Weiqing's frown became tighter and tighter, and he suddenly realized: the younger brother in front of him has been sent to a fully closed private school by his parents since elementary school.It was the mid-90s, and more and more people lost their jobs and left their original units to do business. It was also the initial stage of Minghong. Money came flooding in, and their parents had no time to spend on the child.At that time, both Meng Weiqing and Meng Weijia were in ordinary public schools. One was about to enter junior high school, and the other was about to be promoted to junior high school. For a time, I felt that the family was missing my mischievous younger brother, and it was much cleaner, which is very good.

Three years later, Meng Weijia went to France to study abroad, and three years later, Meng Weiqing also left.As for the memory of my younger brother, apart from being mischievous as a child, the only thing left is the increasingly rebellious and taciturn after entering adolescence.

"Cough—" Meng Weiqing coughed to break the silence, "Did you graduate last year? Did you get your MBA degree?"

"Hmph." Meng Weike put down his nibbling hand, "I graduated the year before last. And don't let me hear any words that have anything to do with 'MBA' or 'business administration'."

Meng Weiqing didn't understand again, "Why?"

"Why can eldest sister learn her favorite fashion design, you can play Transformers and get into Stanford's mechanical engineering department, but I have to give up my music dream to disband the band and have to take some shit business administration exams?"

"You...formed a band?" Meng Weiqing's eyes widened in surprise. At the same time, he remembered helping his parents move. He found two full boxes of CDs under the bed in the room where Meng Weike lived before.

Meng Weike didn't seem to hear his brother's question, so he continued on his own: "Dad explained to me that there must always be a child who can inherit the family business. Hmph, in the end, I came back from studying hard, and you have I am the CEO of the Beijing head office, but my dad wants me to start as a small employee like you did back then. Then why do I need to study business administration and take an MBA?! Dad is just old-fashioned! But, it’s not this that makes me most angry.

"It's okay to start as a small employee, and I accept it. People in the company compare me to you everywhere, and I can bear it. A few old men on the board of directors told me to learn more from you, and I said yes, That’s what it should be. But why?! Why are you so mad at Dad, that he can still leave you with shares in the company that are higher than Mom’s share, higher than my eldest sister’s combined! If I remember correctly , you had a big fight with dad during the day, and dad got sick that night, and the whole afternoon, even if it was a will that was left in advance, it was enough for him to find a lawyer to change it. How much does dad love you?! I What? The time I saw him since I was a child is not as long as the time you spent with him before going to kindergarten with your eldest sister! Besides money, what else has he given me?

"In order for me to study abroad, he asked people to talk about breaking up with my girlfriend at the time, to talk to the captain of our band about disbanding, and even asked my best friend to persuade me to leave. When I left Beijing, there was no one but my parents. My peers sent me to the airport. In the end, because the plane was late, my dad had an important meeting to go back to the company, but he couldn’t send me to the security checkpoint. Before leaving, he said to me: Your brothers and sisters flew away by themselves Yes, you can too. But...

"Then can it be the same?! You are voluntary, happily running towards a new life of freedom. I was forced to leave by him crying and helpless! He forced me to do so much, and I will be beaten by you everywhere when I come back. Step on your feet! How am I inferior to you?! Why do you say I hate you?!"

Meng Weiqing was dumbfounded: it was nearly half of his life before he realized that his younger brother's resentment towards him was so deep.

Meng Weike didn't seem to have finished venting. He controlled his gaffe and adjusted his sitting posture again. He regained his usual dismissive air, "It's strange for you to say it. The members of our family. Dad, Mom , Elder Sister, and I all have big eyes and double eyelids, but you have slender eyes and inner double eyelids. Then, my parents are not particularly tall. My eldest sister is over 1.6 meters, and I am less than 1.8 meters. What do you do? Just a 1.8-meter-[-] one? Also, my grandfather is a calligrapher, my grandmother is a dance teacher, my parents are good at singing and dancing, my eldest sister loves painting, and I like music. What a science... Oh, are you straight? Why can’t I see it now? Speaking of this is the most strange, we are the whole family when we are young, and we can find it on our entire family tree when we are older Distant relatives, I have never heard of anyone whose sex, preference, and orientation are abnormal..."

Meng Weiqing suddenly picked up the wine glass in front of him. Meng Weiqing wanted to splash himself for him, so he subconsciously dodged back. Meng Weiqing gritted his teeth for a few seconds, and drank the wine with a lift of his neck.

"I'm just not looking for a girlfriend, and I don't want to get married. Don't make judgments here. Tell me, why are you willing to withdraw the news?"

"Huh? So happy? Okay, then I'm happy too. Two conditions: First, don't ask someone to provide you with an account that can receive foreign exchange. I know that you have your own company abroad, and you can spend your money as you like when you go out. , as long as it doesn’t have anything to do with Ming Hong. Second, Mom recently... can’t remember more and more people and things. Don’t hide anymore, go back and see her. She didn’t blame you for Dad’s business.”

"I see." Meng Weiqing stood up, "Don't make things difficult for Zhang Jiaxing and Chengwen. I'll have dinner with my mother tonight. Before dinner at the latest, don't let me see those news again."

After Meng Weiqing was about to leave, Meng Weike stopped him again.Meng Weiqing had already walked to the door and put one hand on the doorknob. He withdrew his hand and turned around, raised an eyebrow and looked at his younger brother, "Is there anything else?"

Meng Weike also stood up, "It's not a big deal. Why didn't you accept the [-] life-saving money Wu Wei gave you?"

Meng Weiqing smiled, "Sure enough, you asked him to turn around. In the West Third Ring Road in Beijing's evening rush hour, what kind of technology can you drive a car to follow pedestrians to the subway station? You can also find a clever eyeliner. Since I used my mobile phone You know which station I live near when you buy a subway ticket, right? 'Life-saving money'? Don't you want me to die? You're just waiting for me to collect the money, and then find a chance to tell me it's your money, You gave me alms. Twenty thousand? Humph, to you, it’s not much different from sending a beggar.”

"Okay." Meng Weike spread his hands, "When you really can't eat anymore, don't say I will kill them all. I..."

Meng Weiqing raised her hand to let him stop, "It takes several trains to take the subway to Mom's place, and I have to change buses when I get out of the station. I don't have time to waste time talking to you here. If you have the energy, spend less time calculating me and be more careful with the director." Those old slippery bureaucrats."

Walking on the way to the subway station, Meng Weiqing looked at the shadows on the ground that were illuminated by the street lamps, and thought of Meng Weike's words, he couldn't laugh or cry.He doesn't even know how tall he is. When someone asks him, he will casually say 1.8 meters five.However, Meng Weike made it clear even one point five, how much he cared about everything that was different between their brothers?