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"what?!!"

Even if He Beixun was given eight heads, he couldn't figure out that it was because of this reason. If he knew that it was only tens of thousands of dollars, Huang Xing would have to agree to Chen Zhihuai's conditions.

Not to mention using his uncle's money now, even if Huang Xing sold him to make up the money, he would be willing.

"Fuck! Why didn't you say it earlier, have you paid off the money? Do you still owe the grandson the money? Don't worry, even if you owe him tens of millions, I will find a way to pay you back."

Huang Xing stroked his forehead: "Are you up to it?"

"Of course! I almost lost you because of those few dollars!" After finishing speaking, he muttered, "He deserves to be an insurance seller, he is such a thief, he almost cheated such a treasure with tens of thousands of dollars. "

This movie cannot be watched.

When Chen Zhihuai saw that the plaster cast on Qiao Bo's feet disappeared, he didn't say a word for half an hour, and Qiao Bo didn't feel anything wrong. From his heart, he didn't feel any deceitful guilt at all.

When he came out humming a song, he saw that Chen Zhihuai was still maintaining a movement, and asked him curiously: "What are you doing?"

Chen Zhihuai came back to his senses, squinted his eyes and asked him: "You lied to me?"

Qiaobo crushed the candy in his mouth with a bang, blinked his eyes twice: "What did I lie to you?"

"Your leg is fine at all."

"My legs are fine." Qiao Bo calmly chewed the candy twice: "The problem is my feet."

"You know what I mean."

Qiaobo thought he was very boring, waved his hands uninterestedly, swaggered to the sofa and sat down, crossed his legs and said, "My feet are healed, I'm fine, why lie to you, not to mention what the doctor said, you Aren't you listening by the side?"

Chen Zhihuai looked at him suspiciously: "Your feet were still in plaster when I went to work in the morning."

"I went to the hospital to pick it." Qiao Bo said, "I'm such an old man, I can go to the hospital to pick it myself, so don't worry."

The meaning was misunderstood, Chen Zhihuai couldn't tell: "..."

Qiaobo glanced at him, and said with disgust, "Why are you still wearing a suit? It's not uncomfortable to wear it for a day. Take it off quickly."

"No, I have to go back to the company to work overtime later." After speaking, Chen Zhihuai walked towards the kitchen.

Qiaobo's expression suddenly became complicated: "Why did you come back after working overtime? You can't just cook me a meal, right?"

Chen Zhihuai paused as he walked towards the kitchen, and realized that he was a bit stupid: "No."

Chen Zhihuai explained: "There is still work to be done, if I don't leave, the employees below will definitely work overtime together."

Qiao Bo was startled: "Did you deliberately come out at the off-duty point to prevent them from working overtime with you?"

Chen Zhihuai nodded.

Qiaobo reflected on it, and found that he hadn't thought of this at all. He worked less overtime and arranged his own time all day long, completely unaware of the influence of other employees. "

Chen Zhihuai smiled shortly: "It doesn't count. They work overtime without efficiency and affect their rest. The quality of work drops the next day, and the company still suffers."

Qiaobo didn't say anything, just gave him a thumbs up and praised him sincerely.

Chen Zhihuai stood at the door of the kitchen, it was too embarrassing to go in, he quietly picked the seam of his trousers, and said, "Well, I'm going back to work, if you're hungry, order a takeaway first."

Qiao Bo frowned when he heard the delivery: "Is your work today important?"

"what?"

"Don't go. I'm leaving in two days. I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

Chen Zhihuai: "Yes, let's go?"

Qiaobo licked his tongue, he was a little stunned by the sweets: "That's right, my uncle is coming back, so I don't need to bother you."

Chen Zhihuai didn't know what to say, so he could only retort in a low voice as if talking to himself: "It's not...not a trouble."

Qiao Bo approached him: "I don't quite understand what you just said."

Chen Zhihuai did not speak.

Qiao Bo stepped back again: "What do you think my mouth is doing? Do you want to kiss me?"

After finishing speaking, she nodded her mouth: "Would you like to try it, I just finished eating candy, it must be very sweet."

Chen Zhihuai quickly looked away: "Nonsense."

Qiaobo laughed loudly: "We've been together for a long time, and you're quite an interesting person."

Chen Zhihuai: "Aren't you going to have a big meal? I'm going to change clothes."

Qiaobo's eyes lit up: "Good brother! You are really loyal." After speaking, he felt that something was wrong, and quickly retorted: "I didn't say to have a big meal, I am a poor man."

Chen Zhihuai's voice came from the room: "It's okay, I'll treat you to dinner."

Fuck, Qiaobo thought, this guy is really good.

Qiao Bo had been forced to pretend to be crippled for a few days, and now he wished he could do an 800-meter sprint, so he rushed out of the house as soon as Chen Zhihuai packed up.

Chen Zhihuai took it to the door, took out his mobile phone and called a restaurant to make a reservation.

Coincidentally, the seat Chen Zhihuai booked happened to be the seat where he proposed to Huang Xing last time.

Same restaurant, same seat.

Chen Zhihuai didn't remember this until he arrived, and his expression suddenly changed.

How could Qiao Bo know what Chen Zhihuai was thinking, he hadn't had a serious meal for a long time, and this time he was invited to dinner by someone who turned out to be his nephew's rival in love.

Thinking about it this way, as a big businessman in City B, Qiao Bo is holding onto the market that his old man has worked so hard for all his life, and he pretends to be a cripple who touches porcelain and lives in the house of his nephew's rival in love.

Qiaobo took the menu from the waiter, thinking, he doesn't know who to follow with such a shameless appearance.

"Let's have an Australian lobster. I haven't eaten such a big one." After Qiaobo said, he looked at his rich man: "You said you would treat today, right?"

In the past two days, Chen Zhihuai has also gotten used to Qiao Bo's way of secretly rubbing his face and actually showing that he wants to kill him to the fullest. On the contrary, he doesn't have any negative emotions, and unexpectedly finds him quite cute.

"I'm a treat, just order whatever you want."

"A rich man is a rich man. In this tone, I can say this at the pancake and fruit stand."

Qiao Bo ordered several in a row, and he was really rude, ordering according to the characteristics of the store.

Chen Zhihuai looked at it, appetizers, soup, and main dishes were all there, without exaggeration, just enough for two people, Chen Zhihuai didn't add anything, and asked the waiter to prepare.

Qiaobo picked up the discount list on the table: "So today is Valentine's Day."

Chen Zhihuai concluded: "It seems that you don't have a girlfriend."

"To each other, if I hadn't pulled them out, someone would still be working overtime on Valentine's Day."

Chen Zhihuai smiled: "So, I should thank you."

"You're welcome, thank you for staying in your house these days."

Even Chen Zhihuai admired his shamelessness.

Qiao Bo looked around and said mysteriously, "Mr. Chen, let's make a bet."

"What are you gambling?"

"I can guess what happened between you and this restaurant. Listen to me first and see if I'm right."

Chen Zhihuai was very cooperative: "Okay, tell me."

"You frequent this restaurant, you are a familiar face here, right?"

Chen Zhihuai laughed: "That's it?"

When he first entered the door, the waiter called him Mr. Chen, and he didn't need to answer this kind of question at all.

"You rarely bring your business associates, or none at all, do you?"

Chen Zhihuai admitted: "Yes, never, how do you know?"

"Listen to me." Qiao Bo continued, "You brought your partner here, I mean, your boyfriend or something, and something happened, right?"

Chen Zhihuai hesitated for a moment, and replied: "Yes, but not a boyfriend."

"It's Huang Chen."