After cohabiting with the old enemy contract

The terrace on the top floor, standing here can overlook the entire Jiangda University, and students in twos and threes pass by.

Cheng Zhan put the pet bag on the concrete wall half a person's height, and Shabre stared at the two of them dumbfoundedly.

Luo Qisheng poked the cat twice with the transparent cover on, and the cat slapped his paws at him.

Cheng Zhan turned around, leaned his back against the wall, looked at Luo Qisheng, and sighed: "Back then, I really thought you would be admitted to Jiang University."

The sunlight scattered on Cheng Zhan's cheeks, dyeing his already fair skin more and more translucent.

Luo Qisheng took two steps closer and circled Cheng Zhan in front of him.

He was breathing heavily, and the slightly warm breath brushed Zhan's face.

The two were very close, and Cheng Zhan could clearly see the desire bursting out of this man's eyes, just like those lonely wolves who had been hungry for a long time, and finally caught the prey in front of them.

Baring its sharp fangs, it can pierce the neck of its prey in the next second.

Cheng Zhan's heart trembled, and he couldn't help turning his head away.

He had never seen such a Luo Qisheng, peeling off his serious appearance, revealing the madness in his bones.

Suddenly, Cheng Zhan felt a chill on his neck, followed by a tearing pain.

Luo Qisheng actually bit his neck.

Cheng Zhan gasped, enduring the pain, slowly stretched out his hand, and hugged Luo Qisheng lightly.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it."

Luo Qisheng buried her head on his shoulder, her arms wrapped around him tightly, but she didn't move.

After a long time, Luo Qisheng said in a low voice: "Back then, I thought I was dead."

Cheng Zhan was stunned.

Luo Qisheng seemed to wake up and regained his composure.He let go of Cheng Zhan, and couldn't help touching the bite wound on his neck with his fingers.

Cheng Zhan flinched.

Luo Qisheng said hoarsely: "I hurt you again."

"It's okay." Cheng Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows did not relax.

Luo Qisheng closed his eyes: "When I woke up, I was already in the United States. I had some amnesia during that time, and I couldn't remember a lot of things intermittently. My father never showed up, and my mother told me that it was because many people used their lives. Get me back."

"A lot of people?"

"Yes, a lot of people died."

-

Cheng Zhan worked overtime for a week, and finally sorted out the projects he handled.

At eleven o'clock at night, the employees in the big office of the president's office had already left work, and a few dimmed lights were left in the aisle.

Cheng Zhan took the empty cup and came to the tea room.

After the coffee machine was preheated, Cheng Zhan adjusted the amount of a cup and started to make coffee.

When grinding coffee beans, there is a "crackling" sound.

Cheng Zhan took a sip of the freshly brewed coffee with a strong aroma.

"Cook me a cup too."

Cheng Zhan turned his head and saw Luo Qisheng approaching a few steps.

After returning from Jiang University, Cheng Zhan could tell that Luo Qisheng didn't like that memory.

After many years, Luo Qisheng reappeared, to Cheng Zhan, it was like an endless black hole, stepping on it, sinking deeper and deeper.

Cheng Zhan made another cup of coffee, tore open a can of creamer, and planned to pour it in.

"No need." Luo Qisheng held his wrist and stopped him, "Just clear the coffee."

Cheng Zhan withdrew his hand: "Are you off work yet?"

Luo Qisheng glanced at him, picked up the teacup on the table: "I'm looking at the plan you submitted this morning."

Cheng Zhan: "What do you think?"

The two sat facing each other, with Luo Qisheng's desk in between.

Luo Qisheng opened a folder on the table: "I have read the proposal you submitted, and it is quite difficult."

"The difficulty is indeed not small, but this project has been delayed for a long time."

Cheng Zhan added, "The investment banking department received this project last year, and the time given by the other party was within one year, and it is almost here now."

Luo Qisheng said "hmm", "So their opinion is to give up this project."

"Give up and you've lost all your work."

In the office, the bright incandescent lights lingered for a long time.

Cheng Zhan brought an unfinished report from himself: "Yuncong Real Estate is the leader in the domestic land sector, and the benefits of cooperating with him are not just the numbers on the books. The other party also knows that this acquisition project is difficult. So I haven’t come to press. But if we give up at this time, then I believe that not only their family, but also the entire real estate industry will have opinions on Naijia.”

Luo Qisheng leaned back in the swivel chair, took a moment to say: "Zhou Changyuan of Yuncong, the investment bank department only met him once. No matter how they make an appointment, they can't make an appointment."

Cheng Zhan paused: "I have a little friendship with him, let me make an appointment."

Luo Qisheng's eyes were deep: "Okay."

After talking about the project, it was almost two o'clock in the middle of the night.

The road conditions at midnight were very good, the elevated road was smooth, and there were not many red lights.

When they arrived at the villa, Luo Qisheng parked the car in the garage and saw Cheng Zhan beside him falling asleep from exhaustion.

Only when this person fell asleep would he let go of all his defenses, and the fake smile on his face would disappear.

The delicate skin like jade porcelain, the slender eyelashes cast a faint shadow, covering the blue color under the eye circles.

The whole person lost the worldly sophistication in the daytime, and became a little more delicate and gentle.

Luo Qisheng just stared at it for a while, his lips tightly pursed.

After getting off the car, Luo Qisheng went around to the door on Cheng Zhan's side, and carefully picked him up.

Cheng Zhan frowned, woke up, and opened his eyelids in a daze.

He stared at Luo Qisheng with dull eyes, and read out half awake: "Primary school brother, you didn't hire me because of my resources, did you?"

After speaking, he blinked and fell asleep again.

Luo Qisheng lowered his voice: "I said before, Naijia has no debt of favor, so the recruits must be useful."

-

Jiangcheng has entered late autumn, and it has rained several times in a row recently, and the temperature is dropping faster and faster.

Cheng Zhan was wearing a Bluetooth headset and was on the phone with Lin Yan while walking.

Lin Yan asked him: "When will you come? Xin Zixuan chased me and asked, when will you come."

"Is it today?" Cheng Zhan suddenly remembered that Xin Zixuan had returned to China and invited some of their old classmates to a reunion.

Lin Yan sighed: "In Tang Ting, if you can't come, I'll tell him."

Cheng Zhan: "Tang Ting?"

Cheng Zhan looked at the two vermilion wooden doors in front of him. He was in Tang Ting, an antique courtyard hotel.

"I have an appointment, but I guess I won't be able to come."

After entering the hotel gate, it is like traveling through time and space, the small bridges and flowing water on both sides of the stone street, pavilions and pavilions.

Each box imitates a water pavilion, built on the meandering water.

Cheng Zhan followed the waiter along the winding bluestone road to a box.

The waiter smiled professionally: "Mr. Cheng, Mr. Zhou is waiting for you inside."

A small box for about four people, the furnishings in the room are also designed in an old-fashioned style, bamboo curtains are hung in front of the windows facing the water, and the tables and chairs are made of mahogany.

Zhou Changyuan warmed the cup and made the tea in a slow manner. When he saw Cheng Zhan coming in, he said in a long voice, "Ah Zhan, come and taste my new white tea."

Zhou Changyuan is in his forties, well-maintained, with a restrained look, the kind of businessman who is used to storms in the mall and Mount Tai collapses without changing his face.

He is also the big boss of this Tangting Hotel.

Cheng Zhan smiled, went to sit opposite him and said, "Mr. Zhou, thank you for taking the time to meet me."

Zhou Changyuan handed a cup of brewed tea to Cheng Zhan: "I only heard that you came out of Shengzhe, but I didn't expect you to enter Naijia."

The man looked up at Cheng Zhan, regretting, "I'm still a step behind."

"Mr. Zhou." Cheng Zhan called him.

Zhou Changyuan frowned.

"Chang Yuan." Cheng Zhan took out the prepared documents from his bag, "This is our company's new acquisition plan, you can take a look."

Zhou Changyuan looked through the documents carefully: "You did this, right? It's very different from the plan proposed by Naijia before."

"Yes."

"You want me to buy all the B&Bs in Puwaja?" Zhou Changyuan didn't know why, "Yun Cong is indeed rich, but buying all of them doesn't seem necessary."

Puwaja is a desert town in the northwest, because a previous hit movie was filmed there.Coupled with the unique exotic scenery, the tourism industry has developed extremely rapidly in the past two years.

Yun Cong also took a fancy to this big piece of cake, but unfortunately, almost all the good locations have been snatched up.Zhou Changyuan hoped that Naijia could help buy the largest homestay there.

The people from Naijia's investment banking department didn't know how many times they went there, but the business turnover of that store was frighteningly high, and the boss didn't want to sell it at all.

Cheng Zhan took a sip of tea and explained patiently: "I had a meeting with the people from the investment banking department, and they said that the store you want is a hard nut to crack. Not only you Yuncong, but also other companies have talked about it. , all returned in vain. Therefore, I need some nominal pressure. For example, in terms of financial resources, Yun Cong can crush him."

Listening to Zhou Changyuan's words, he immediately understood: "Are you planning to go to Puwaja?"

"I've just joined Naijia, and I'm still a related household. I have to show my performance and block other people's mouths, or I'll be sorry to the person who got me in."

During Cheng Zhan's time in Naijia, he would hear some rumors about him, all of which revolved around him and Luo Qisheng without exception.

Can't say it clearly, but secretly, it's very harsh.

As soon as Cheng Zhan thought of Luo Qisheng, this person seemed to have a heart-to-heart connection, and immediately sent a WeChat message.

Chess piece: [How did the talk go?I'm done with the meeting and I'm here to pick you up. 】

Before Cheng Zhan finished typing, Luo Qisheng came to the next one.

Cheng Zhan thought, "Are there tentacle monsters?" !

Chess piece: [Here we are. 】

Cheng Zhan deleted all the words he just typed, and retyped two words.

Idleman Cheng: [...Liar. 】

piece:【? 】

Idleman Cheng: [I arrived just after the meeting, not a liar or something. 】

Chess piece: [The liar has arrived. 】

Zhou Changyuan looked at Cheng Zhan, who had lowered his hair, and said meaningfully: "Suddenly want to see who is one step ahead of me, and snatched you away."

"What took me away! You're joking again." Cheng Zhan said embarrassingly: "It was a former junior of mine, who helped introduce a job this time. Just a kid."

At this time, there was a rapid knock on the door.

The lobby manager panicked: "Mr. Zhou, something happened. One of our chefs was injured by a guest."

"Senior."

Luo Qisheng appeared at the door of the box.

He saw Cheng Zhan first, and Zhou Changyuan second.Zhou Changyuan also looked at him at the same time.

Zhou Changyuan smiled lightly and said, "Ah Zhan, is this the 'little boy' you mentioned?"

Luo Qisheng was alert and stared at Zhou Changyuan closely.

After Zhou Changyuan and the lobby manager went out, Luo Qisheng closed the door, came to Cheng Zhan, raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Azhan?"

Cheng Zhan clutched his chest, only to feel that his breath was stuck there, and he was so uncomfortable.

At this moment, Cheng Zhan received news from Lin Yan.

Mumu: [Your brother beat someone. 】