Reborn in the arms of a wealthy rival [Transmigration Book]

Yi Chengyun propped his hands on his side, lowered his head slightly, Wen Zheng's image was reflected in Dianqi's eyes.

"There is someone up there, get up quickly."

Wen Zheng pushed him, pointed to the hotel building behind, which was full of people, and joked:

"There may be children among the guests staying here, besides, how decent is the dignified president of the Yi family to be seen in the snow like this."

It's a pity that Yi Chengyun seemed to start pretending that he didn't understand people's words again, no matter how Ren Wenzheng pushed him, he didn't move at all, and their faces got closer.

Wen Zheng didn't know that he was lying in the snow, with grains of snow hanging on his eyelashes, his rosy lips were half-closed, his black pearl-like eyes were shining, and his smooth cheeks were so tender that one wanted to bite them.

"If I don't get up again, I won't watch the snow with you in the future."

After saying it, Wen Zheng realized that the threat was really weak, so he simply gave up on himself:

"Get up quickly, you will be turned into a snowman in the cold."

There was a noise from the direction of the hotel, Wen Zheng took advantage of Yi Chengyun's distraction and pushed him aside, sat up and threw a handful of snow on the man's face angrily, muttering softly:

"Pounce on people at every turn, are you a husky?!"

Is this good or bad?

Yi Chengyun didn't seem to understand, he stood up and patted the snow off his body, stretched out his hand to him, and said seriously:

"Next time we will build a snowman together."

Obviously Wen Zheng just mentioned it casually, but when he said it from Yi Chengyun's mouth, it seemed to be different, especially the way he concentrated on it, he really looked like a giant dog that pleases people.

"If you behave well."

Holding his hand, Wen Zheng stood up briskly, only then saw Zhou Jun who came to pick them up was standing behind the French windows of the hotel, watching them from a distance, and he didn't know how long he had been there.

"The feeling of being newlyweds is really good."

Seeing the two people coming in from the outside, Zhou Jun stepped forward and coughed, as if he was talking to himself or persuading him earnestly:

"Young people, with blood, you can understand that it's not good to be outside in winter. It's better if you want summer. It's not good if you get frozen."

Hearing this, his face was flushed, Wen Zheng was embarrassed to look up at him, he lowered his head and got into the car, nestled in the corner far away from Yi Chengyun.

Noticing his small movements, Yi Chengyun was much calmer, got into the car behind him, closed the curtain, and there were only the two of them in the back seat.

"What are you doing?" Wen Zheng was staring out the window in a daze, but the man suddenly stuck up from behind, trembling in fright: "Not allowed in the car."

Even though the curtain is closed and no one knows what they are doing behind, but the car is so big, it is too embarrassing to think about any movement that can be guessed by the front row.

"What are you thinking?" Yi Chengyun didn't expect him to think about that, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop turning up, but instead he tightened his hands, holding him tightly in his arms, and said in a low voice next to his ear: "I I've caught a cold and I want to warm up."

Didn't you ask for it?Wen Zheng complained in a low voice, and instead of struggling, he rested his head comfortably on him.

A few months ago, Wen Zheng would never have imagined that the two of them could sit peacefully in the back seat of the car without fighting.

However, did it develop too fast? He dozed off, and vaguely thought: Yi Chengyun still has so many things that he hasn't told him.

The two didn't speak on the road, they just hugged each other quietly, watching the rows of big trees that were dyed silvery by the heavy snow fly by outside the window.

After returning to the city, Yi Chengyun went straight to the company, but Wen Zheng planned to go back to the racecourse, but received an unexpected call on the way.

"Is it Xiaowen? I am Director Zhu of the Provincial Sports Bureau. I want to talk to you. Is it convenient for you now?"

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded like a middle-aged person, and the tone of the words revealed that the superiors could not refuse to the subordinates. Wen Zheng didn't speak for a while, and then heard her clear her throat:

"I heard from a player yesterday that you don't want to participate in team training. Is there such a thing?"

Wen Zheng's mind immediately recalled Ou Zifeng's annoying voice: "There are people in my family at the General Administration of Sports."

Could it be this Director Zhu?But the problem is that the Provincial General Administration and the National General Administration are too far apart in level, right?

What's more, the department to which the director belongs does not directly manage the Equestrian Association.Wen Zheng rolled his eyes inwardly, and quietly listened to her performance.

Director Zhu thought he was guilty and dared not answer, so he raised his voice: "Yes or no, we have to report this."

Rubbing his forehead, Wen Zheng replied neither humble nor overbearing: "No, I don't know who you listened to. First of all, I didn't plan to participate in group sports, so naturally I don't need to participate in group training. Secondly, regarding my personal training, at the beginning A detailed training report has been submitted and approved, and you can check it at any time."

"How do you talk about individual training? You are part of the collective, and this kind of statement should not appear again in the future."

When he interrupted him roughly, Director Zhu's voice suddenly became serious, and his attitude changed from persuasive to persuasive:

"I'm calling you this time. I want to know whether you have fully realized the mistake you made last time. If so, I think you know what to do next?"

Wen Zheng couldn't help sneering, and replied unhurriedly: "I have a deep understanding. I know that next time I should train hard and strengthen the collective consciousness. In fact, I made a request to the association last night, hoping to form a brand new team competition Team."

"Form a team?" Director Zhu sounded very surprised: "Why don't you join the current team? Isn't this a waste of resources?"

Wen Zhenghan replied: "You should understand that the level of strength in the team is very important. After all, we are going to participate in the competition, not to help the poor, so I hope to fight side by side with truly capable players and let potential players Get a chance to play."

This is the method he came up with after thinking for a long time yesterday. Although it will put more pressure on him, if he can participate in the team competition, it will be regarded as an extra chance.Moreover, he really didn't want to quarrel too much with the people in the Sports Bureau. When he expressed his willingness to bring in newcomers, the higher-ups in the association almost immediately approved it.

"You, how can you talk like that?"

Probably did not expect Wen Zheng to ignore her face at all, and refused so directly, Director Zhu was poked in the pain, his tone became sharper, and he said sarcastically:

"Are you sure you have the ability to be the captain? Being a captain is not only about good grades, but more importantly, a sense of responsibility. Regarding this, I am worried about your future team members. That is why I suggest you go to the present There are teams to see what a really good captain does."

Show your fox tail.

Probably due to spending more and more time with Yi Chengyun recently, Wen Zheng gradually learned his skill of not changing his face, and said calmly:

"Before I try it, I really can't say whether I can be a good captain, but I know that if the captain's own technical ability is not up to standard, he will definitely not be able to support a team, and no one will listen to his command. Thank you for your reminder, Do not disturb your work."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Zheng let out a sigh of relief and couldn't help frowning.

The rebuttal is rebuttal, but forming a team is not as easy as it says.There are very few people practicing this sport in China, and it is even more difficult to find players who have participated in international leagues.He had thought about inviting Pei Siyu to accompany him, but considering that the opponent's main focus was on three-event events, his focus was different from the requirements of individual events, so it might not be suitable.

Wen Zheng went to the racecourse by car while thinking, and saw several cars parked in front of the door, and immediately lifted his spirits:

The team of domestic and foreign veterinary experts he invited has arrived.

"Long time no see." The professor who led the team was Wen Zheng's year-end friend. When the two had lunch together, he shared an inside news with Wen Zheng: "Do you know a new drug called Morphy? .”

Wen Zheng thought for a while: "I have a little impression."

The professor nodded lightly: "It is said that this drug has been approved for production and sales in China, and its therapeutic effects are far superior to those of the same kind. But I want to remind you that if it is a horse that is going to participate in the Olympics, it is best not to use this drug within six months .”

Looking around the restaurant vigilantly, Wen Zheng confirmed that no one could hear them, and asked in a low voice:

"Is there something wrong with the ingredients?"

The professor winked, covered his mouth with a napkin, and whispered:

"There may be some problems in the doping control, as well as various adverse reactions."

Wen Zheng was puzzled: "If there is a problem, why did it go smoothly?"

"The company that produces this medicine is a well-known foreign pharmaceutical factory. Horses have different physiques and have different reactions."

The professor is used to this kind of thing, and said with a wry smile: "The details are still being studied, and it has been promoted all over the world. There are too many interests involved, so I can only remind you in private."

Wen Zheng understood: "Understood, thank you."

In the afternoon of the same day, Wen Zheng asked the manager of the racecourse to call up the latest medication list, and had a short meeting with the veterinarian working at the racecourse.

The veterinarian didn't know the direct reason why he asked to change the dressing, and explained: "This is one of the designated medicines of the domestic equestrian association. We have studied the ingredients and found no problems, so we use them here, and the curative effect is really good."

"Is that so?" Wen Zheng nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, thank you, I'll check."

After training in the afternoon, Wen Zheng and Pei Siyu brought up the conversation between the professor and him, and heard from a friend:

"Then I'll ask my friends who are training abroad to see if they have used this in their racecourses, and make a cross-comparison."

Wen Zheng smiled slightly: "Okay, thank you."

Pei Siyu said again: "Did you know that the Moon Circus is coming next month? It's time to find a way to grab tickets in these two days."

Wen Zheng was startled: "I'm too busy to remember this, if I miss this time, I'll regret it to death."

At the end of the last meeting of the day, when Yi Chengyun walked out of the office to get some air, he accidentally heard one of the assistants on the phone:

"Okay, Mr. Wen, the report on the operating status of the racecourse and related development plans have been sent, so you're welcome."

"Is there something wrong with the racecourse?"

When the assistant put down the phone, Yi Chengyun asked, and the boss stood in front of her desk at some point, the assistant's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stood up and explained:

"No, it was Mr. Wen who asked about the income and expenditure situation and asked me to send it to him. In addition, the last time I found the surveillance video of sending dangerous items to Mr. Wen, it was a student who came to an equestrian experience class. He claimed that someone asked for payment Ask him to deliver the gift to the designated place, we are further confirming the authenticity, report here."

There was no expression on Yi Chengyun's face: "Understood, do one thing for me..."

When the two had dinner together at night, Yi Chengyun pretended to be casual and asked Wen Zheng:

"Do you know the Moon Circus that is coming to perform recently?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Wen Zheng's eyes lit up: "Of course I know!"

The work "Fantasy Dancing Horse" brought by the Moon Circus this time combines equestrianism, acrobatics, music, projection and other technologies to show various warm fragments of the harmonious coexistence of people and horses in the long river of history, known as "equestrian ballet".

Yi Chengyun raised his wine glass and hid the hooked corner of his mouth: "I happen to have an internal ticket. Are you interested?"

"Really?" Wen Zheng shook his hand excitedly: "I haven't heard that you are interested in this aspect? Will you watch it with me then?"

"I can learn to understand it. It would be best if there is someone next to me who can explain it."

Yi Chengyun grabbed his hand with his backhand, it was obvious what Wen Zheng liked, and he said the prepared remarks slowly:

"The company that contracted their temporary performance venue reconstruction project this time has a cooperation with Yi's."

He thought for a while, and added: "But we may have to socialize when we get there."

"No problem." Wen Zheng would encounter such occasions more or less in the past, so he didn't take it to heart.

After dinner, according to the two people's past habits, Yi Chengyun will start busy with various company affairs, while Wen Zheng will study the subject movements arranged for the next competition, and the two will have a chance to chat about other things before going to bed. thing.

But today there seems to be something different. Wen Zheng watched less than half an hour of past game videos on the sofa in the living room, and Yi Chengyun suddenly came out of the upstairs study, with a cup in his hand, and for some reason walked away intentionally or unintentionally behind him. Two or three laps.

But when Wen Zheng raised his eyes to see if he had something to say, he saw that the man quickly looked away, coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment, and returned upstairs calmly.

At first Wen Zheng thought he was just bored in the study, so he continued to bow his head and take notes seriously. Unexpectedly, after more than ten minutes, Yi Chengyun came down from downstairs again, holding the computer in his hand, and sat down expressionlessly. next to him.

Glancing at him, Wen Zheng asked casually, "Did you encounter something that didn't go your way?"

"No." However, after hearing his question, Yi Chengyun's air pressure dropped visibly to the naked eye, and the sound of tapping on the keyboard seemed to be depressed.

You didn't say it, how would I know, Wen Zheng complained so much in his heart.

The two of them just sat there in silence, doing their own business.

"Will I disturb you here?"

Taking advantage of his break while drinking water, Wen Zheng moved closer, trying to break the deadlock:

"I have carefully checked the operating report of the racecourse today, and I also asked Assistant Shen some common operating problems. It is estimated that the income in the next quarter will be stable. After I start participating in the competition, the profit should be much better."

"Why do you ask her about business?"

Putting down the water glass, Yi Chengyun still looked calm, but Wen Zheng faintly heard that there seemed to be other meanings in his words:

"It doesn't matter if the racecourse doesn't make money. If you have any business questions, you can ask me directly, without going through an assistant."

Fearing that Wen Zheng would not understand what he meant, Yi Chengyun said bluntly: "I also want to know."

Could it be that he was angry because I contacted the assistant without asking him? After guessing this, Wen Zheng was angry and funny: Is this person a primary school student?And that assistant was Yi Chengyun who asked her to be in charge of communicating with the manager of the racecourse at the time, and she knew the most about the affairs of the racecourse, so Wen Zheng couldn't alarm the president even if he asked for data.

After giving him a blank look, Wen Zheng said unhappily: "I am the person in charge of the racecourse now, and I want to try to solve the management problem by myself. If I can't solve it, I will ask the big boss for help in time."

Yi Chengyun made fun of himself, remained silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak

"Where is the gift you said you prepared for me yesterday?"

Wen Zheng was taken aback for a moment, then a smile spread across his face, and he almost couldn't sit still and fell to the ground:

"You have been struggling for a long time and want to ask this?"

Where is President Yi, who usually hits the ball straight? !

Yi Chengyun: ...

Standing up and taking his hand, Wen Zheng led him to a bookcase in the bedroom: "I wanted to tell you after you finished your work."

Thinking about what gift to give him, Wen Zheng was troubled for a long time. First of all, Yi Chengyun basically has everything, and as for this person's interest, it is even more pitiful.

Wen Zheng took out a medium-sized thing that looked like a picture frame from the bookcase, wrapped it carefully in flannelette, held his breath and said:

"open to take a look."

Yi Chengyun still looked calm, but if Wen Zheng got closer, he might be able to hear his heartbeat that was about to jump out of his chest.

"This." Yi Chengyun's eyes instantly became extremely strange: Is that what he thought?Wen Zheng is hinting?

"I asked an artist I know to do this, and it's the tail hairs of my two horses and yours."

Wen Zheng's voice of explanation was a little nervous, Yi Chengyun must have looked happy, and at the same time there were some things he couldn't understand.

In front of the two of them is a horsehair picture frame, and inside the picture frame are two long horsetail whips of different colors.

Noticing his movements, Wen Zheng frowned and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Yi Chengyun's hand was touching the transparent glass, staring at the horsewhip in the picture frame, a gleam flashed in his eyes: he wasn't sure if Wen Zheng was thinking the same as him, so he tentatively asked, "How to take it out?"

Wen Zheng was puzzled: "This is a work of art, it was placed."

"Who told you to give this?" Yi Chengyun asked through gritted teeth.

This thing is used as a display, like serving a whole table full of high-end snowflake steaks, but people don't want to eat it. Is it something people do?

"A tailor I knew, and his artist boyfriend."

What Wen Zheng was talking about was Tan Si, the good friend who taught him how to "enhance the fun of the couple in the bedroom" last time, and this time he sent him a toy catalog directly.

"Every boyfriend of mine agrees to play!" Tan Si warmly recommended.

But when Wen Zheng opened the first page, he was petrified on the spot and protested severely: "I'm still a child!"

Seeing Yi Chengyun in a daze, Wen Zheng hid the frustration in his eyes, pretended not to care and asked:

"Don't you like it? Put it in the cabinet if you don't like it."

"I love so much."

Raising his hand and rubbing Wen Zheng's head, Yi Chengyun thought: I like it so much that I hope I can use it tonight.

Of course, the desire to survive made him keep this idea well in his heart.

Wen Zheng probably didn't understand the meaning behind it, but it was precisely this that surprised Yi Chengyun.

Immediately afterwards, he said: "But this friend may be plotting against you. Let me chat with him another day."

Wen Zheng? ! !

作者有话要说：今天晚上还有一更感谢在2020-02-2001:15:35~2020-02-2106:48:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 5 from Nanliang; 1 from Pipi Ai Pangci;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of small meteor;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!