After cohabiting with the old enemy contract

After Cheng Zhan returned to China, he has been busy with the company's business.

He moved out of the president's office and went to the investment research department on the ninth floor.On the first day when I arrived at the post, I took the entire investment and research department to a meeting, which lasted until after ten o'clock in the evening.

The various project team leaders in the investment research department looked at each other in blank dismay, too scared to fart.

According to the gossip they had inquired about before, the CEO's Cheng was always an amiable and good boss. As a result, the "good boss" kept a straight face the whole time.

A meeting broke them into a cold sweat.

In the next few days, people in the department discovered that the new director was simply a madman working overtime.

I am the first to arrive at the office every day, and the last to leave. I almost live in the office.

In fact, Cheng Zhan is quite used to these things. When he was in Sheng Zhe in his early years, he was even crazier than he is now.

The title of workaholic does not come by chance.

In less than a week, Cheng Zhan went through all the more than a dozen Grade A projects and more than [-] Grade B projects currently in operation by the Investment Research Department.

According to Xu Yin, Cheng Zhan's assistant, during that week, every project director who was called into his office went in with his head in his head, and a few who were not in progress were given a scolding on the spot.

Through the door, one could hear the shouting and cursing inside, and then, these people rolled out one by one in disgrace.

After get off work on Friday, people in the department dispersed one after another.

Xu Yin knocked on the door of Cheng Zhan's office: "Mr. Cheng, I have already sent the finished documents to your mailbox."

With his back to her, Cheng Zhan stood in front of the huge French window, with one hand in his trouser pocket: "Well, please make me another cup of coffee."

"Still no sugar?"

Xu Yin had inquired with his colleagues in the president's office before that Cheng Zhan liked to drink coffee with a lot of milk, such as cappuccino, combo blue and so on.Unexpectedly, after coming to the investment research department, his personality suddenly changed, even his taste in coffee changed.

Xu Yin thought over and over again, and persuaded: "It's so late, if you drink black coffee, you won't be able to fall asleep.

Cheng Zhan seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be answering her: "I don't want to fall asleep."

In the past few days after returning to China, Cheng Zhan found that when he closed his eyes, he could easily think of the person on the other side of the ocean.

So, he had to work non-stop and put himself completely into the work.

Cheng Zhan was the only one left in the empty office.

Cheng Zhan sat in a daze in front of the computer screen, and he finished all the documents to be approved and the projects to be reviewed.

However, he didn't want to shut down and go home.

"Ding-dong-"

A new message alert pops up in the dialog box of the chat software.

Xin Zixuan: [Brother Cheng!I'm at the sextant, do you have time for a drink? 】

Xin Zixuan recently launched a new film, which was favored by the industry as soon as it started shooting. Since the last incident, Zixing's business has been booming.After all, he has the support of the Xin family behind him, Xin Zixuan is more serious, and he won't fail.

Cheng Zhan raised his hand and crossed out Xin Zixuan's dialog box.

After a while, several messages came crackling from Lin Yan, with several frightened emoticons attached.

Mu Mu: [A Zhan!Shen Mingshuo said that Luo Qisheng has won the wooden warehouse?what happened? 】

Mumu: [What about you?Are you okay? 】

Mumu: [Why didn't you tell me? 】

It was only then that Cheng Zhan remembered that after returning to China, he didn't seem to have contacted Lin Yan, or in other words, he had not contacted anyone except those at work.

He is like the rose on planet B-612, covered with a glass cover by a little prince named Luo Qisheng, blocking the whole world.

【He's fine, and I'm fine.I've been too busy recently. 】

Cheng Zhan replied to Lin Yan.

At this time, the screen of the mobile phone on the table flickered, and the vibration of "buzzing" overwhelmed the sound of messages on the computer.

"Chang Yuan?" Cheng Zhan answered the phone.

Zhou Changyuan's tone was as calm as ever: "There has been movement in the land you have been asking about."

-

After the beginning of summer, the daytime in Jiangcheng dawned very early.

Cheng Zhan got up, fed the cat, and deliberately poured a bowl full of cat food.

"Shabre, have breakfast."

Cheng Zhan pushed the bowl in front of the cat.

However, Shabree has been a little absent-minded recently, and he is tired of doing everything. The cat climbing frame climbed up to the first floor at most, so he didn't bother to move up.

"Meow……"

Shabre walked over slowly with his head bowed, and sniffed the mouth of the bowl. It seemed that the cat food was no longer fragrant.

It gave two mouthfuls and rubbed its round head against Cheng Zhan's palm.

Cheng Zhan understood what he meant: ah, ah, I really miss the local tyrants.

Cheng Zhan shunned it for it: "Your local tyrant hasn't returned to the country yet, so you're thinking about it for nothing."

"Meow meow meow!"

Sha Mao probably understood it, and then got angry, bowed his body, bounced up with a "whoosh", stomped on the cat bowl, and knocked over half of the cat food in the bowl!Scattered all over the place!

"Shabre! I haven't cleaned you up recently, your skin is itchy!"

Cheng Zhan was more angry than the cat, grabbed the cat by the back of the neck, ignored it struggling on all fours, threw it into the cage, and closed the cage door.

"Meow... Meow..."

After sweeping the cat food all over the floor, Cheng Zhan looked back at it.

Silly Meow was lying on the bottom of the cage, staring at a pair of round blue eyes, almost crying because of grievance.

Cheng Zhan couldn't see the cat begging for mercy, as if he was the culprit, and made the poor cat cry.

Cheng Zhan sighed, took the cat out, hugged it on his lap, and said earnestly: "Next time, don't step on the bowl again."

Now, Shabre was very obedient, and obediently lay on Cheng Zhan's lap, letting the hands of the Great Demon King touch it.

Shabree let out a soft cry.

"Hey, why hasn't the local tyrant come back yet?"

Cheng Zhan poked its head, and after a while, he reluctantly took out his phone and pressed the video call button with Luo Qisheng.

"Dudu...dudu..."

The bell on the opposite side rang several times, but no one answered.

Cheng Zhan said to the cat, "I'm probably busy."

Shabree's head drooped: "Meow..."

unhappy.

Just as Cheng Zhan was about to hang up, another screen suddenly jumped on the screen, followed by Luo Qisheng's voice.

"Meow!"

Silly Meow's reaction was quicker. Immediately, he turned his head and stuck it in front of the screen.

At the same time, President Luo saw a huge cat head.

Cheng Zhan didn't lift the cat away either, but with his domineering head, he managed to show a little bit of his face in the corner.

Cheng Zhan held up the cat's paw and waved it at the camera: "Shabree wants to see you."

Judging from the room decoration in the video, Luo Qisheng has returned to his villa in New York.

According to the time difference, it was already late at night over there, and I don't know if this person was woken up by the ringtone.

Cheng Zhanming knew that Luo Qisheng was still recuperating, so he shouldn't be disturbed.

But after he hid for a few days, his thoughts became stronger.

Shabree is a good excuse.

Cheng Zhan: "Sorry, I woke you up."

"Senior, why do you have such an affair with me all of a sudden." Luo Qisheng leaned against the head of the bed with a calm expression.

"Is there? Haven't I always been like this?"

Cheng Zhan himself didn't realize that the embarrassment on his face was transmitted through the camera.

Luo Qisheng asked him: "Why do you want to return to China early? Why didn't you wait for me to wake up?"

Cheng Zhan shook his hand holding the phone, and almost fell on Shabulie: "There are too many domestic affairs, and the doctor also told you that you didn't..."

"What if I have something to do." Luo Qisheng looked directly at him and interrupted, "I thought you would be the first person I saw when I woke up."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

Cheng Zhan looked down slightly, wishing he could bury himself in the cat's fur.

"Luo Qisheng." Cheng Zhan didn't dare to look back at the other party, "Can you pretend that what happened in New York never happened?"

With these words, Cheng Zhan almost exhausted all his strength.

"No." Luo Qisheng didn't give him time to think, "I can't pretend that anything happened in New York, especially the thing you said you like me."

Cheng Zhan was in a mess, and so was he. He couldn't forget what happened in New York.

The distance that was finally crossed, and the gap between the two hearts finally disappeared, how could he be willing to return to the original point.

Luo Qisheng said: "Zhou Yu said, you want to escape for a few days, now, it's been a week, have you decided to come back? Come back to me?"

Cheng Zhan lowered his head and stroked the cat.

Luo Qisheng continued: "What you promised, no matter what the reason is this time, it can't change the relationship between us."

Cheng Zhan's lips moved slightly, but he hesitated to speak.

"Senior." Luo Qisheng said softly, "Before I return to China, I allow you to hide for a few more days. When you hide, remember to miss me."

Cheng Zhan raised his head in a daze, and saw Luo Qisheng lightly touched his lips with the phone.

"Meow……"

The gauze row stretched out a paw, and the other paw patted on the camera.

Cheng Zhan: ...

Luo Qisheng in the New York villa: ...

He looked at the chubby cat's paw on the screen, and sighed: "Ah Zhan, Shabre is even more honest than you."

Shabree: "Meow (yes)."

Cheng Zhan smiled lowly, grabbed the cat's paw, pointed the camera at himself, and finally decided to be honest: "Got it, I will miss you."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Zhan put Meow on the sofa and patted its paw: "Thank you, Shabre."

Shabree had no idea what he had done.

Cheng Zhan patted its head twice: "You're right, I still want to be with him."

Shabre: "Meow..."

"I want me too! Local tyrants love me the most."

Shabulie yelled "Aww", Tao Zhen's voice was also yelling in Cheng Zhan's ear, but Cheng Zhan couldn't hear clearly, or he didn't want to hear clearly on purpose.

Cheng Zhan put his arms around the cat: "Mumu said that if you like each other, you want the other person's good. But these ten years of separation have been torture for me and him."

"It's useless to separate, but it just makes me miss him more."

"You won't let me go, I can only walk among thorns."

"As long as you don't die, don't let go."

"Mother……"

Cheng Zhan patted Lazy Miao's head and stretched his waist: "Housekeeper, I'm going out."

-

new York.

Luo Qisheng called twice, but Cheng Zhan hung up ruthlessly.

Luo Qisheng was a little irritable, and threw the phone heavily.

A beautiful young woman knocked on the door and came in, and the mobile phone just fell at her feet.

Holding the warm red bean soup, Tang Qingyu glanced at the mobile phone at his feet: "The call is over so soon? It seems that the chat is not very good."

"Who said that." Luo Qisheng took the soup and took a sip, "So sweet?"

Tang Qingyu sat by the bed: "I tasted it, it was just right. It must be that your taste is too weak. Be good, drink it quickly."

Luo Qisheng frowned, and finished the soup: "Mom, are you sure your sense of taste is correct?"

Two days ago, Tang Qingyu flew from Los Angeles to New York, saw the pale Luo Qisheng in the hospital, and immediately took him back to the villa: "What kind of hospital meal, my mother will cook for you."

Afterwards, Luo Qisheng's three meals a day were mostly pork liver, black-bone chicken, red beans, peach kernels, longan, etc. to nourish blood and heal wounds.

Tang Qingyu picked up Luo Qisheng's discarded phone: "Is it Ah Zhan's phone?"

Luo Qisheng: "Yes."

Tang Qingyu was surprised and said, "Why did you hang up so quickly and didn't let me chat for a while?"

Luo Qisheng said angrily: "...What are you talking about?"

Tang Qingyu: "Let's talk about desserts, the Brioche he demonstrated to me last time, I tried it and it was perfect."

As soon as they talked about food, Tang Qingyu could chatter endlessly.

Luo Qisheng slowly slid himself into the quilt: "I'm sleepy."

"Why are you sleepy!" Tang Qingyu pulled his quilt down, forcing him to show his face, "Son, I was thinking, do you know how to chase people? It's been so long, and you still haven't figured it out yet?"

"I..." Luo Qisheng stammered, "Before, he was obviously honest, but this time suddenly... I feel that I still haven't completely untied his knot."

"That means it hasn't been settled yet! You still know too little about him!" Tang Qingyu rubbed Luo Qisheng's messy hair, "It's okay, mom will help you out."

Luo Qisheng: "Uh...do you have something to talk to him about?"

"Of course! We have something in common."

"what?"

"Food!"