Flesh and blood

In the past four or five days, the shelters of Jiliang and Song Wei have been harassed by Zheng Qing infinitely. Jiliang has long discovered that Zheng Qing's face is incomparable, but he did not expect him to be so persistent. No matter how you treat it, you will be shameless with a smile on your face.

However, Ji Liang doesn't know what Zheng Qing is thinking at this moment. To be precise, Zheng Qing is in a hurry now. He goes to 201 early every day with a small glass bottle in his pocket, and then brings it back intact every night. 202... Zheng Qing is now ready for everything, and only owes Dongfeng. Later, he concluded a truth: this shareholder wind is in the hands of Song Wei.

The reason for saying this is that Zheng Qing spent three days observing and starting, and finally understood one thing, as long as Song Wei is around, his dream cannot come true.

Song Wei can completely control Ji Liang to do anything, but Ji Liang always treats Zheng Qing's words as deaf ears, one ear goes in and the other ear goes out, which also makes Zheng Qing feel a lot of disgust towards Song Wei, and the reason why he misses repeatedly is Here it is.

This morning, Zheng Qing got up early, took out his phone and called his own father.

"Hey, Dad, I want to tell you something business."

A low laugh came from the phone: "You don't like talking about business the most, so what idea do you want to make?"

Zheng Qing was annoyed for a while, what he tabooed most was talking to this man who was supposed to be his father, because every time he didn't say a few words, everything in his heart became clear.

"...It's really a business matter. I happened to know Song Wei's current residence a few days ago. For the sake of the company's future, I went to the sea of ​​fire without hesitation. In order to have a friendly relationship between the Song and Zheng families in the future, I will be beautiful in front of Song Wei every day. Speaking of the good image of our company—”

"Which girl do you like?"

……

Zheng Qing sighed: "Dad, can you listen to me? In your heart, I am such a man who only looks for women?"

"Man?" The person on the phone smiled slightly: "In my eyes, you have always been a child in open crotch pants, tell me the key points."

His face seemed to be smeared with poop, and Zheng Qing didn't have the slightest smile on his face, so he finally stated the purpose of his call: "I want you to talk with Song Wei about the cooperation between the two companies for a long time. Four hours is fine."

The voice on the phone paused: "Four hours? Do you want us two 40-year-old men to fall in love?"

"Dad, don't scare me." Zheng Qing wanted to bang his head against the wall right now, he knew that every time he called this old man, he would become passive, but for the sake of Ji Liang, Zheng Qing resolutely went all out. .

"At least three hours, you have to let your son have time to start."

Holding the mobile phone in his hand, Zheng Qing was waiting for the final verdict on the other side. There was silence on the phone for a while before the other party said: "I must return to the company to work hard in three days, and you are not allowed to violate my will within half a year."

Half a year... Zheng Qing was entangled in his heart about the coldness of the opposite door, and on the other hand he was entangled in the next six months: "You are exploiting human resources for half a year... Okay, you can contact Song Wei on time."

After discussing the countermeasures, Zheng Qing hung up the phone in his hand, full of confidence, filled the small transparent bottle again, left his hut, went straight to 201 and knocked on the door.

Ji Liang had long expected that Zheng Qing would definitely come over today to harass him, but to his surprise, Zheng Qing seemed exceptionally unusual today, not at all as thick-skinned as he was a few days ago, Ji Liang said He stopped pestering him for whatever he didn't want, and he didn't refute at all. Even during lunch, the three people at the dinner table were all silent towards each other. The only thing that didn't change was Zheng Qing's brilliant smile.

Ji Liang got up and brought the plates and bowls on the table back to the kitchen, followed by Zheng Qing: "Xiao Liang, I'll help you."

Suddenly Ji Liang turned around and without hesitation handed all the things in his hand to Zheng Qing. Zheng Qing held a set of dishes and bowls in both hands, and went into the kitchen to wash them with a smile. Zheng Qing, who was doing the dishes, became vigilant in an instant. He instinctively had a bad premonition, and Zheng Qing's abnormal behavior was definitely not reassuring.

When Ji Liang was puzzled, Song Wei answered the phone in the living room. Although the voice was not loud, he could hear it clearly.

"The Song family doesn't need to consider developing in this direction."

……5 minutes.

"Thank you Mr. Zheng."

……10 minutes.

"An old building outside the city."

... Song Wei hung up the phone. Knowing that this is an extraordinary time, Ji Liang hurriedly asked, "Mr. Song, are you going out? I'll go with you."

Before Song Wei could speak, Zheng Qing from the kitchen suddenly rushed out with a strange cry, looked at Ji Liang and said, "Xiao Liang, my hands are numb from the cold, go wash the dishes."

Ji Liang didn't even look at Zheng Qing, went to the room and took out Song Wei's clothes, and said, "I'll wash the dishes when I get back."

Hearing Ji Liang's words, Zheng Qing's head seemed to be hit by a brick, and he kept thinking, just when he was anxious to think of a reason and thought that this afternoon might be ruined and sacrificed half a year of his time, Song Wei said: "You No need to go."

Zheng Qing felt for the first time that Song Wei's voice was actually very penetrating.

Jiliang frowned: "But, Manager Yu said..."

"I said no need to go."

After saying this, Song Wei looked at Zheng Qing in a blink of an eye, then turned and left without saying anything.

Seeing that the moment the door closed, Ji Liang's eyebrows hadn't come down, he wanted to follow up secretly, but he was afraid that Song Wei would go against him if he found out. Wouldn't it be even worse if I was found out by myself while dealing with business affairs...

However, Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and the smile on his face spread: "Xiao Liang, Mr. Song will be fine."

Ji Liang remembered Song Wei's "Mr. Zheng" when he answered the phone just now, and said suspiciously: "Mr. Zheng..."

"My dad." Zheng Qing smiled.

Ji Liang was slightly taken aback, for Zheng Qing could say these two words very simply, Ji Liang suddenly felt a little dazed, Song Wei's face could not help flashing in his mind, and then disappeared in an instant.

Regarding Song Wei's behavior, Ji Liang believes that he will not do things that are not sure, let alone put himself in a dangerous place.

Just like that, only Ji Liang and Zheng Qing were left in the small house.

Zheng Qing went into the kitchen and took out two clean cups, poured two cups of water, gave one to the cold, took a few sips from the cup, then sat on the small sofa and said: "Xiao Liang, I'm leaving the day after tomorrow, just I have the remaining two days to spend with you."

Already Liang just hummed softly.

Zheng Qing felt a sense of frustration, and said in a rare serious way: "Do you hate me?"

He thought for a moment, then shook his head.

Zheng Qing was happy, and continued to ask: "Do you like me?"

He immediately shook his head again.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath, got up and took the teapot on the table in the living room, took a pot of water from the water dispenser, filled himself with the water first, and then took out a small glass from his pocket when it was cold and didn't pay attention bottle, and poured all the clear liquid in it into the teapot.

After finishing this action, Zheng Qing naturally put a pot of water on the table, as if anyone would drink it by himself.

In the next hour, Zheng Qing kept talking to Jiliang about everything, ranging from national political and legal regulations to minor things, such as the eldest son of the east family and the shortest son of the west family. Zheng Qing felt that he was about to foam at the mouth. Liang was still sitting on the chair indifferently, and there was no sign of wanting to drink water.

Zheng Qing had to passively pick up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup, and said solemnly to Ji Liang: "Xiao Liang, I have to have a drink with you today, even if you drink water, you have to accompany me here one time."

Already cold and puzzled: "Why?"

Zheng Qing thought about it, and immediately said: "Just to vent my inner feelings for you, let me vent this once!"

Seeing Zheng Qing's indisputable words, Ji Liang directly filled a glass of water for him, and thinking about his various deeds today, Ji Liang felt that there must be something wrong with the water, not necessarily, but definitely.

Then Ji Liang held the glass of water, looked at Zheng Qing's expression unchanged, and drank his own glass first.

The two looked at each other for nearly 3 minutes, and then drank the glass of water in their hands with peace of mind.

In the end, both of them breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time.Of course, one is because the other party finally drank the thing, although I also paid some, and the other is because I found that my body didn't seem to change after drinking water.

In the next two hours, Zheng Qing stared at the clock in the room expectantly, waiting for the effect of the medicine to take effect. Zheng Qing knew that if the effect of the medicine took effect, it must be himself first, but he was confident that he could bear it. For a period of time, it may not be necessary for those who have no experience.

But what surprised him the most was that another hour had passed between the two of them talking and laughing, and Ji Liang hadn't changed at all after drinking the water, and even himself hadn't changed at all, so Zheng Qing couldn't help feeling anxious.

Ji Liang also found that Zheng Qing seemed to be expecting something, but he didn't have the slightest desire to ask.

Seeing that three hours were coming up, Zheng Qing was really angry this time, because Feng Qian took a bottle of fake medicine to fool him!

At this time, footsteps came from outside the door, Ji Liang heard the sound and went to open the door reflexively, after opening the door, Song Weizheng came up from downstairs, already Liang saw that Song Wei was fine and said happily: "Mr. Song, you are back. "

Song Wei nodded, looked at Zheng Qing who was beside him with a dark face, and said, "Boss Zheng is downstairs."

The smile on Zheng Qing's face suddenly turned into a wry smile, and he didn't say hello to Ji Liang for the last time with a depressed face, so he went down the stairs and got into a black car.

Ji Liang took the jacket that Song Wei had taken off, put it on a shelf, and hung it in the room. Just as he was about to go out and ask Song Wei what he wanted to eat for dinner, he suddenly felt his legs go limp and almost fell to the ground. Reach out and hold the door frame.

It was only at this time that Ji Liang was surprised that the water that Zheng Qing gave him would have such a great effect. Frowning, Ji Liang supported his body vigorously with both hands, but his body gradually lost strength. The strange feeling made him uncomfortable.

When Song Wei raised his eyes, he found that Ji Liang was sitting on the ground with his head bowed without saying a word. He walked over, squatted down halfway, raised Ji Liang's face, and asked with a frown, "What's wrong?"

The already cold face is no longer the usual color, it is flushed, and the eyes have become foggy. He said with difficulty: "It's so hot..."