After getting rich through books, I step on and renovate Luochang

Wei Hongzhi pushed open the door of Wei Feng's office, Wei Junze was lying on his desk staring at the homework book spread out in front of him, Wei Feng stood behind his son, watching Wei Junze writing with a pen while talking on the phone with a serious tone.

Wei Hongzhi nodded at him. Today is not a day for family gatherings. Since Wei Junze has been delivered, there is no need for him to stay here any longer, so he has to turn around and leave.

Wei Feng made a gesture to signal him to wait a while for Wei Hong to understand, and to sit on the sofa next to him for the time being, just in time to finish the coffee.

Two minutes later, after a short "hmm", Wei Feng finally hung up the phone. He looked at Wei Hongzhi on the sofa, his eyes softened slightly, and said, "What have you been doing lately?"

"Just stay at home, play games, watch movies, or make an appointment with friends, what's wrong?"

Wei Feng can probably guess who the friends in Wei Hongzhi's mouth are. The circle of rich people in Jiangcheng is so big. Most of them know each other and many things. It's no secret that it's been sealed here.

It's been a long, long time since Weihong has fooled around with his old cronies.After being relieved, Wei Feng couldn't help feeling a little confused.

Compared with the past, Wei Hong is like a different person now. Since that day when he said that he wants to be a new man and live a good life, he has changed completely.But my younger brother Wei Feng is very clear about his temperament. Since he was a child, Wei Hong has been a bit straight-minded and not very motivated. The habits and personality that have lasted for more than 20 years may undergo earth-shaking changes in just three months. ?

Doubts have never disappeared since the first time they quietly arose in the bottom of my heart. Wei Feng specially investigated what happened around him before Wei Hong changed, but all the results he got were ordinary results, which seemed to be the same as usual. It's not the same, even the night before, Wei Hong was still high in the nightclub until four in the morning.

Perhaps it was the result of abstinence during this period of time. The complexion and spirit of the young man in front of him looked much better, and his smile became brighter instead of lazy and carefree.Wei Feng suppressed the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, smiled, and said: "It's okay, just to ask if you have time, there will be an auction next week night, you can go with it."

"Okay." Intuition told Wei Hongzhi that Wei Feng's question might not be that simple, but he couldn't guess the reason.After drinking the last sip of coffee in the cup, Wei Hongzhi stood up and said, "Then I'm leaving."

Wei Junze immediately shouted: "Goodbye, uncle! I'll go and play with you when I'm on vacation!"

"Okay, you can come whenever you want." Walking out of Wei Feng's office, Wei Hongzhi heaved a sigh of relief, his brows were wrinkled again, and he felt anxious when he thought of Xiang Xiaoling.Although he told Xiang Xiaoling very stubbornly that even though he discredited him in front of Que Ning and acted confidently, he was still a little worried.

It's not that he doesn't trust Que Ning, Wei Hongzhi believes that his performance since the acquaintance is enough to make Que Ning ignore the past belonging to "Wei Hong", but...whether it is the truth or slander, bad remarks will always leave an impression in people's hearts Subconsciously affect people's perception.

Xiang Xiaoling had already left, Wei Hongzhi put the mug back in the tea room, and drove back to his home.

Someone sent him a message on the way. Wei Hongzhi concentrated on driving without looking at his phone. He clicked on the message when he got home. It was sent by a friend who works in an art gallery. When Wei Hongzhi had a showdown with Shao Chenfeng, Please, Brother Chen, take good care of Shao Chenfeng.

Wei Hongzhi, who has been in the society for so many years, knows that in this society, many times, the truly talented people have nothing to do with their lack of talent. This workplace rule also applies to painters. They have to find a suitable channel to promote their paintings in order to become famous, otherwise no matter how good the paintings are, they will not be appreciated if no one sees them.

"Didn't Brother Hong ask me to take care of Shao Chenfeng before? I removed him from the list of official art exhibitions twice. He must have been in a hurry and asked me several times to ask if you asked me to do it." , was fooled by me."

Seeing this passage, Wei Hongzhi seemed to be able to imagine how Shao Chenfeng had to come to ask for help but was rejected in anxiety, and he was instantly refreshed, and the irritability caused by Xiang Xiaoling disappeared all of a sudden.It is true that this kind of behavior of using power and status to put on people's shoes is very unkind, but facing Shao Chenfeng, a scumbag, why should he be aboveboard?

"Thank you, Brother Chen." Wei Hongzhi replied, "If he hadn't really annoyed me, I wouldn't bother you about it. Do you have time tomorrow? I'll treat you to a meal."

"For me, it's just a small matter of deleting a name on the document. You don't have to be so polite. However, I have paid more attention to Shao Chenfeng recently. I don't know if he has no inspiration or because he was affected, the quality of his works has declined seriously. Yes, although it doesn’t look much different to a layman, but for those of us who understand it, it seems that there is no soul.”

The quality of the work has declined seriously?Wei Hongzhi frowned, recalling that in the original book, after Que Ning resigned from his part-time modeling job, Shao Chenfeng fell into a more conspicuous bottleneck for a long time than before. Even though he got Que Ning's body through drugs, he After all, his muse could no longer appear in front of him often, and Shao Chenfeng's inspiration began to dry up, so that he couldn't draw enough wonderful works at all.

And this has also become the final reason for Shao Chenfeng's complete blackening. He has shown extraordinary talent in painting since he was a teenager, and has gradually become a rising star in the industry. How can Shao Chenfeng endure the lack of inspiration for creation?

He's almost insane.

So Shao Chenfeng decided to let Muse return to him, no matter what means he used.

Looking at it this way, the plot is still progressing steadily, Shao Chenfeng's blackening is inevitable, so when he commits extreme crimes, he must protect Que Ning.

Wei Hongzhi thanked Brother Chen again, and he put down his phone without realizing that his brows were furrowed.Burning Jelly Grass struggled to jump onto the sofa which was a bit high compared to it, and climbed onto Wei Hong's lap affectionately, making a purring sound from its throat, and stepped on it with its two front paws regularly.

Wei Hongzhi let the burning fairy grass step on milk. For Shao Chenfeng, he was unable to participate in the art exhibition when he was still inspired. Now that the restrictions have finally been relaxed, he has lost the motivation to paint. This is undoubtedly the most painful thing for him Now, if we continue to apply pressure, it will be counterproductive, and it will make it more difficult for Quining to suffer from unwarranted disasters earlier.

But putting it aside for the time being does not mean that it will be forgotten. Wei Hongzhi puts this matter in the most important place in his heart and misses it all the time.

Above the undercurrent, life seems to be stable and normal. The company is developing new projects recently, and everyone is busy. Wei Hongzhi can't steal a little laziness and leave work early. He deals with various things in the company every day, or goes to work. Other departments have turned to work as supervisors. With him as the president watching, everyone's work efficiency will become unparalleled.

In the blink of an eye, it was Friday, and the project was reaching a critical stage. Wei Hongzhi went to the most important R&D department in the afternoon, and everyone was immersed in the sea of ​​code and testing.

He found Meng Changdong in the corner of the workstation.

This time Meng Changdong was not lazy, he stared at the interface of the programming software on the screen, typing on the keyboard with both hands, the red-axis mechanical keyboard crackled, and a series of codes with different colors were unevenly displayed.If Wei Hongzhi hadn't known that Meng Changdong was indeed capable, he might have thought he was knocking around.

Meng Changdong, who was concentrating on the code world, noticed Wei Hongzhi's arrival, he just glanced up at him quickly, and then continued with the work at hand.There are indeed a lot of tasks recently, and many colleagues have to work overtime for several hours to finish them. He writes at a relatively fast speed and the accuracy is high enough. Fortunately, he can finish the tasks assigned to him every time before leaving get off work, and then pat Butt pack up and leave.

It's the same today, he doesn't want to delay his get off work time due to some inexplicable reasons, tomorrow is the weekend, and he still has important things to do!

At the most important stage, Wei Hongzhi naturally hopes that the technical level can be done as soon as possible and perfect, and Meng Changdong, who has become the backbone of the R&D department with a super high level within a few weeks of joining the job, is naturally indispensable. Knock on the partition and ask bluntly: "Can I come to work overtime tomorrow?"

"?" Meng Changdong was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at him again, his fingers tapping on the keyboard stopped, as if he had heard a joke, "What did you say?"

"I said, can I work overtime tomorrow?"

"I can't." Meng Changdong refused without hesitation, "I've been working without a break during the working hours, and I'm about to finish everything at hand, why do I have to work overtime?"

"In this special period, the company needs you to create more wealth." Wei Hongzhi said what he had heard countless times from his boss. Evil capitalists oppressing employees: "Those with overtime pay."

"I have something to do tomorrow." Meng Changdong didn't care about the little overtime pay. He can feed the whole family by himself, so why do he need so much money?A bit of pride flashed in the dark green eyes of the mixed-race boy, he paused for a moment, flaunting his anger on purpose, "Tomorrow I will ask brother Que Ning to go to the playground together, so I don't want to work overtime for you."

"Are you going to the playground with Que Ning?" Wei Hongzhi raised his eyebrows, Meng Changdong's complacent eyes made him want to laugh, and he even wanted to do something to make this little kid suffer.

"That's it...well, I won't ask you to work overtime." Wei Hongzhi paused, and when Meng Changdong finally thought that his conscience had found out, he suddenly changed his voice and said, "It just so happens that I will be off work tomorrow too. , I can be with you, then it’s settled, see you at the playground tomorrow.”

Meng Changdong:? ? ?

He was dumbfounded for a moment, Wei Hongzhi turned around contentedly, and left the research and development room.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Meng Changdong stood up and was about to catch up, but he sat in front of the computer all afternoon, didn't take a nap, spent five hours typing codes, and didn't even bother to go to the toilet. As soon as I stood up, I felt the blood rushing to my brain, I was dizzy and my legs were weak, I staggered and supported the table before I could barely stabilize.

Meng Changdong stood on the spot with his head down, his hands supporting the table, when he finally recovered from his dizziness, Wei Hongzhi had already disappeared.

Damn capitalists!The young man gritted his back molars bitterly and ground them, but in the unwillingness and anger of being bullied, there seemed to be another unclear emotion quietly spreading, making him seem... not so angry?