love conspiracy theory

The red car shadow shuttled through the sparsely populated night street, Tan Zongming held the steering wheel with his left hand, and led Chen Yidu with his right hand as usual.

The young man's hand was still cold in his grasp, Tan Zongming was a little anxious, and while driving, he glanced at the people beside him from the corner of his eyes from time to time.The man has been silent since he got in the car, staring straight at the night Shanghai lights outside the car window, as if he has something on his mind, but also seems to be in a daze.

Tan Zongming wanted to ask about Ms. Su all the way, but he didn't dare to open it easily. It's not that he didn't see the situation in Chen's house just now. Although Chen Yidu didn't react violently, Tan Zongming was not so dull that he couldn't feel the situation. Momentary tension.Even Chen Jie jumped out to rescue Chen Yidu, obviously this matter is a landmine topic in the Chen family, and it has a certain degree of lethality to Chen Yidu, otherwise Mrs. Chen would not choose this matter as an attack weapon.

Tan Zongming originally planned to take Chen Yidu back to his home tonight, and asked Mama Liu to make a good dinner to feed Chen Yidu, but he went to Chen's house temporarily, and couldn't eat dinner on time, so he could only stay hungry.It doesn't matter if Tan Zongming himself is hungry, he feels sorry for Chen Yidu, how can he live without eating if he is already so thin?

He asked several times, but Chen Yidu just said "I'm not hungry, take me home", and didn't specify which house he was going back to. Tan Zongming checked his watch, and it was almost eleven o'clock, so he had to go back to Chen Yidu's house first. Find a way to help him get some supper.

After Chen Yidu entered the house, he didn't speak, went back to his room, took a change of clothes and locked himself in the bathroom.

After a while, there was the sound of water falling from the shower. Tan Zongming went forward to hold the doorknob and moved it, but found that it could not be turned and the door was locked from the inside.Tan Zongming was worried about Chen Yidu, wanted to see him but didn't want to push him too hard, so he could only sigh helplessly and walked back to the kitchen.

Tan Zongming took some time to boil a pot of water, took out a pack of handmade dumplings from the refrigerator freezer, unwrapped the outer plastic bag, and poured some into the pot.

With one hand on his waist, he stirred the pot with a pair of long chopsticks for a while, then stood in front of the stove in a daze, watching the bulging white dumplings rolling back and forth in the bubbling water.After the water boiled, Tan Zongming poured a bowl of cold water into it and let the water boil again and again—this is the secret to making frozen dumplings delicious that Liu Ma taught him.

Tan Zongming stared at the pot with fascination. After adding cold water twice, suddenly there were hands around his waist from behind. Tan Zongming was really taken aback. He was too focused on the stove, and he didn't realize that Chen Yidu had already washed the pot. Get out of the shower.

The young man's face was pressed against his back, his hair soaked into Tan Zongming's clothes wetly, Chen Yidu's body was hot, and his whole body was like a small heater.

"If you don't dry your hair, you'll catch a cold." Tan Zongming muttered.I turned off the heat, picked up the dumplings with a stainless steel strainer and drained them, then put them on a plate.

Chen Yidu hugged him behind his back without saying a word, Tan Zongming shook his head with a smile, poured some sesame oil and soy sauce into the small bowl, then chopped some onion and garlic, and threw them into the small bowl.Only then did Chen Yidu let go of Tan Zongming and helped put the cooked dumplings on the table.

But after the dumplings were served, Chen Yidu didn't sit down immediately, but turned and left.Seeing this, Tan Zongming quickly stopped the person and asked, "Don't you want to eat?" Tan Zongming looked at Chen Yidu, and found that his complexion was much better than before, maybe after taking a bath, his emotions settled down.

"Didn't you want me to dry my hair first?" Chen Yidu asked.

Without further ado, Tan Zongming pushed the man into a chair and sat down, then handed him a pair of chopsticks, and said, "Hurry up, you must be starving so late."

After making a fuss all night, Chen Yidu was indeed hungry, since Tan Zongming pushed him to sit down, he obediently ate dumplings.After Tan Zongming settled him down, he went to the bathroom to get a hair dryer, plugged it into the socket, and stood behind Chen Yidu to help him dry his hair.

Chen Yidu didn't say anything, just sat quietly and let Tan Zongming play with his hair.The hot air brushed back and forth on his head, Tan Zongming's fingertips were very gentle, sometimes caressing; sometimes poking.Chen Yidu thought that Tan Zongming didn't have dinner, so he silently picked up a dumpling and stretched it up, Tan Zongming was stunned, and opened his mouth to eat it in one bite.

They just ate one dumpling each, and when the plate of dumplings was finished, Chen Yidu's hair was blown dry.

"Want dessert? I bought mille-feuille and creme brulee." Tan Zongming asked.

"Eat." Chen Yidu answered concisely.

Tan Zongming smiled, seeing that Chen Yidu looked normal, he felt relieved, and couldn't help but lower his head and press a kiss on the young man's cheek.Unexpectedly, the young man stretched out his hand to hold the back of his head, turned his head and gave him a fiery kiss, and pressed his soft lips against him. Naturally, Tan Zongming couldn't back away, so he tightly entangled Chen Yidu's lips and tongue.

He kissed deeply for a while before letting go of Chen Yidu, and then went to take out the dessert from the refrigerator.

The two were sitting at the dining table eating pudding, and Chen Yidu suddenly said: "Old Tan, it's just a temporary strategy to sell the shares of Shangyang to you. I don't really want to do this. I hope you don't mind if I didn't tell you first. .”

"Yidu, it would be superfluous to explain our relationship. I understand the situation tonight." Tan Zongming took a bite of the pudding and said, "I just didn't expect Mrs. Chen to treat you like this. Not sure what to say that night will get you in trouble."

"It's okay, you're fine with it."

Tan Zongming carefully observed Chen Yidu, seeing that his mood had calmed down, he hesitated for a while, and then said: "Yidu, I... can I ask Miss Su what's going on?" When he saw Chen Yidu's expression suddenly became serious Get up, and quickly added: "It's okay if you don't want me to know, you don't have to say it."

"It's not that I don't want you to know, it's just that I don't want to talk about it myself."

"Okay, okay, I won't ask you." Tan Zongming understood Chen Yidu's character, even if he wanted to know again, he didn't want to force Chen Yidu.But there was something he wanted to talk about, so he said, "Then you promise me one thing?"

"what?"

"If you are not happy, can you not lock the door?" Last time when Mei Sufang came to Chen Yidu's house, Chen Yidu was in a bad mood and locked him out. Today, he locked himself in the bathroom. "I understand that when everyone is inevitably emotional, you don't need to talk; A door worried about you, at least open the door so I can see you, okay?"

Chen Yidu stared at the table, he finished his pudding quietly, and saw that Tan Zongming was still looking at him eagerly, so he silently nodded in agreement.

Regarding Miss Su's matter, Tan Zongming intuitively felt that it was the key. Although he couldn't find out the details from Chen Yidu's mouth, he knew that he might be able to get his hands on someone.

During working hours the next day, Tan Zongming looked up the phone number of the flagship store of the Sunday Hotel on the Internet, and without going through the secretary, he immediately dialed the number to the other hotel.

The hotel operator is usually in the customer service unit. Tan Zongming identified himself as soon as he answered the phone and asked the other party to transfer to the secretary's office of the general manager. This behavior made the other party at a loss.After all, who would have thought that a big businessman in Shanghai would call a hotel customer service to find a boss by name?The Cainiao customer service personnel hurriedly found the supervisor to answer the phone. Fortunately, the supervisor was quite experienced, and greeted Tan Zongming politely. Manager secretary room.

Tan Zongming knew that it was impossible for him to transfer to Chen Jie just by making such a transfer, so he simply said to Chen Jie's secretary: "I am Tan Zongming, and I recently took over the Pujiang Hotel opposite you. I have a chance to visit Mr. Chen in your unit, let’s get to know each other and exchange experience on hotel management.” After Tan Zongming finished speaking, he left the extension of his secretary’s office for him, asking him to call Shengxuan after confirming the time.

He wasn't sure whether Chen Jie would take care of him, so he specifically explained before hanging up the phone: "Please tell Mr. Chen that I have something to talk about his brother besides business, please give him a reply."

Tan Zongming originally thought that the appointment would take a day or two before the result would be resolved. Unexpectedly, Chen Jie quickly asked his secretary to call back, saying that he would make an appointment at the Sunday Hotel that afternoon.

Tan Zongming went to the appointment on time, and Chen Jie's special assistant was already waiting in the lobby of the Sunday Hotel. He was a middle-aged man in a well-knit suit, and he seemed to be a shrewd, capable and rigorous person.Tan Zongming was a little surprised. He originally thought that someone like Chen Jie would find a young hot girl as his assistant, but now it seems that Chen Jie should have higher requirements for working ability.

Tan Zongming was brought into a luxuriously decorated VIP room. He scanned the walls and tables made of all logs before sitting down on the sofa.After a while, Chen Jie came to the VIP room alone to meet him.

"It's a rare visitor. I didn't expect President Tan to come to the door in person." Chen Jie closed the door with a half-smile on his face, looking a little wary. "You don't look like you're here to chat about business."

"I'm here to ask you, what's the matter with Ms. Su?" Tan Zongming didn't turn the corner, and said straight to the point.

Chen Jie's expression darkened, and he said coldly, "Why should I tell you? Why don't you ask my brother?"

"Your brother doesn't want to mention it."

"Then ask a fart."

"I just want to help." Tan Zongming ignored Chen Jie's rebellious look, and said slowly, "I hope I can do something to make Yidu feel better."

"That's a matter between you, what does it have to do with me? I have no obligation to tell you." Chen Jie sat down, picked up the mineral water bottle on the table, twisted off the cap and took a sip.

"Please tell me what happened to them?" Tan Zongming asked again, but Chen Jie didn't seem to want to tell him.Tan Zongming thought for a while, then suddenly changed the subject: "I heard that Sunday Hotel is going to accept the group ticket for the British mission next year. I'm very curious. If Pujiang Hotel also makes a move, I don't know who will get the group ticket... ..."

"Tan Zongming, what do you mean by that?" Chen Jie's eyes widened. He looked at Tan Zongming with anger in his eyes.

"Let's just say, if we don't talk about your brother, we can only talk about business." Tan Zongming smiled harmlessly, and said, "The Pujiang Hotel was run by the British in the last century. I think, if you really want to In comparison, the historical connection between our Pujiang Hotel and the United Kingdom is far deeper than that of the Sunday Hotel.”

========= I’m a nonsense divider ===========

Lanlan: Old Tan, you will threaten others.

Tan Zongming: Which eye of yours saw me threatening him?hehe.

Lan Lan: (I always feel that Mr. Tan's smile is particularly scary at this time...

Today I will attach a Dudu who sits obediently and lets Old Tan blow his hair

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