A sickly bamboo horse dressed as a villain

The two went to a private restaurant in a quiet garden house. The owner and the cook were the same person. It was said that they were the direct disciples of the imperial chef. They only received a few guests every day, and they had to make an appointment at least a week in advance.Qiao Wen didn't have the spare time to worry about his stuttering. Although Chen Jianan loved food, he didn't like trouble the most, so although he had heard about this restaurant, Qiao Wen had never been to it.

Thanks to Lin Zirui's blessing, I was lucky enough to taste this mouthful tonight, and the reputation is indeed well-deserved.In addition, Lin Zirui is well versed in the past and the present, eating with him is not afraid that there will be no topics to talk about, the two had a good meal, talked very happily, after a meal, they knew each other a lot, and they seemed to have become friends.

Because of his good spirits, Qiao Wen even drank some wine.

Until the car drove to the gate of the villa, the blush on his face hadn't dissipated.

"Awen, are you okay?" Lin Zirui reminded him that he was here.

Qiao Wen opened his half-closed eyes, rubbed the center of his brows, shook his head and said with a smile: "I smell the boss's wine is too fragrant, and the dishes are really delicious, it doesn't deserve a few sips of wine, as if I can't stand the deliciousness. Forget the fact that you pour yourself a glass."

Lin Zirui smiled and said: "It's my fault too. I thought the boss brewed the wine himself. This is the only family. It's so easy to come here once. It's a pity if you don't drink a little, so I have to let you drink two glasses. If you feel uncomfortable, go back and let the servant Make some hangover tea and drink a cup before going to bed."

Qiao Wen said with a smile: "Okay, thank you for today's dinner. When you are free, Jeffrey, I will invite you to eat at a restaurant that I think is delicious."

Lin Zirui said: "Okay! To be honest, I seldom come back these years. The changes here are too great. When I left, it was only a few years after the war, and it was still waiting to be done. I don't want to think that in just a few decades, it has become an international giant. I know everything, I don’t know many things anymore, and I don’t have many friends. Recently, I happened to be busy with the important work at hand, so I can take a breath of relief. If you have time, Ah Wen, and if you don’t think it’s troublesome, we can come out and have fun together. .”

Qiao Wen smiled: "Of course it's not troublesome."

Lin Zirui nodded: "That's good."

He got out of the car and opened the car door for Qiao Wen. When the other party got out of the car, he blocked the door with his hand in a gentlemanly manner.

"Thank you," Qiao Wen asked casually after taking a breath of the fresh night air, "Want to go in for a cup of tea?"

Lin Zirui shook his head with a smile: "It's getting late, so I won't bother you and Anan. You should go to bed early. I'll contact you when I have time."

"Okay, bye."

Qiao Wen stood where he was, watched him get in the car and left, and then pressed the doorbell unhurriedly.

It was Chen Jianan who came to open the door. As soon as the door opened, he heard him crackling and saying, "Little Qiao, why are you coming back now? I called your office, and the people in the company said you were home, but I didn't see you when I came back." To your people, scare me to death."

Before Qiao Wen could answer, he sniffed again and asked, "Have you been drinking?"

"Well, I had some wine."

"Did you go out to entertain? Why didn't you tell me?"

Qiao Wen patted him and said as he walked through the door, "I met Lin Zirui and we had dinner together."

"Lin Zirui?" Chen Jianan was slightly taken aback, followed him hastily, and closed the door with his backhand, "Just you two?"

Qiao Wen rubbed his temples and said, "Well, it's just the two of us."

Chen Jianan frowned, stepped forward to support him, and said softly, "Although I think he looks pretty good, can you stop being alone with him?"

Qiao Wen turned around, looked at him with a smile, put his arms around his neck, and said with a smile, "Are you jealous again?"

Chen Jianan was calm: "I feel a little uncomfortable when you say that he looks the same as your former good brother."

Qiao Wen suppressed his smile, sighed and said, "I'm not feeling well either, maybe God is really joking with me!"

Chen Jianan didn't understand, so he asked, "What?"

"It's nothing." Qiao Wen shook his head, "I'm a little dizzy, you go into the room and massage me."

Chen Jianan said dissatisfiedly: "Then you still drink? It's not that you don't know that you can't drink."

After all, he picked up the man and carried him directly into the house.The two maids at home were not surprised, and heard that Qiao Wen drank, so they hurried to prepare hangover soup.

Chen Jianan carried the man upstairs directly, put him on the bed, and then used his expertise as a massage technician to sit cross-legged beside him and press his head.

Qiao Wen squinted his eyes and groaned and enjoyed the water, and when his mind was almost clear, he turned his head and said, "Brother Nan, don't we have a new movie that is about to start, do you want to film in Macau?"

Chen Jianan nodded: "That's right."

Qiao Wen said: "You can arrange it and turn it on immediately."

Chen Jianan frowned: "This movie has a lot of action scenes, I have to be there all the time."

Qiao Wen nodded: "Well, then you can go to Macau and watch."

"In this situation, I don't worry about you alone when I go to Macau."

Qiao Wen smiled: "It's just now that you don't have to be afraid. The reporters from all walks of life haven't stopped yet, and no one dares to attack us. You should hurry up and shoot this movie, and come back soon after the filming is over."

Chen Jianan didn't think about it any more, and bent his lips into a smile: "All right, then I'll make arrangements tomorrow."

Qiao Wen also laughed, put his head on his lap, looked at him from bottom to top, and said, "Brother Nan, I will work hard on you next!"

As soon as Chen Jianan heard this, he knew it was a good time to ask for benefits for himself. He picked him up and walked to the bathroom, and said with a smile: "Brother Nan is not afraid of hard work, so I will let you experience it tonight."

Qiao Wen: "..." All right.

After getting Qiao Wen's permission to indulge for a few nights, Chen Canaan was satisfied, packed up and took the new crew to Macau for filming.

Qiao Wen, who stayed in the port city, seemed to have nothing else to do except work, so he made appointments with Lin Zirui from time to time to watch horse races, listen to concerts, find delicious restaurants, or go fishing on a yacht when the weather was fine. .

The two have almost the same interests and hobbies, and they are both scholars. They have gone out together more times, and they seem to feel that they hit each other well, and they have already begun to call each other friends.

Today, after watching the play, the two chatted while walking towards the parking lot.

"What do you think of this play tonight?"

Qiao Wen said with a smile: "I rarely watch dramas, so I can't express any great opinions. In my opinion, although the play tonight is a familiar classic, it is well acted and makes people easily immersed in it."

"I think so too." Lin Zirui nodded, "By the way, I see that you, Awen, seem to like dramas, why do you seldom watch them?"

Qiao Wen said: "I really like it, but Anan doesn't like it, so I rarely come to see it alone."

Lin Zirui smiled and shook his head: "It's rare for a person like Anan who has practiced martial arts since childhood to like watching movies. It's really difficult to get them to sit down and watch dramas." He paused slightly, and then said, "Speaking of Here, I think you and Anan seem to be people from two worlds, it's incredible that you can get along for so many years. Brothers are still fighting against the wall, but you have no conflicts at all."

Qiao Wen smiled: "How can there be no conflicts? But Anan still supports me, otherwise I don't know how many times we would have broken up."

Lin Zirui smiled knowingly: "It's normal. My uncle and I often have conflicts."

While talking, when he was about to reach the parking lot, a newsboy ran over with an evening paper: "Sir, do you want a newspaper?"

Qiao Wen took out a coin in exchange for a newspaper that still smelled of ink, opened it casually, and with the help of the dim night light, his eyes fell on a piece of news on the newspaper, and his feet stopped suddenly.

Lin Zirui noticed his movements and asked curiously, "What's the matter, Ah Wen?"

Qiao Wen shook his head: "It's okay." He folded up the newspaper and waved goodbye to the other party, "Okay, I'm going back, I'll make an appointment when I'm free."

"Okay." Lin Zirui nodded and said with a smile, "The happiest thing in the past six months since returning to Hong Kong is probably getting to know you, Ah Wen."

Qiao Wen smiled: "It's my honor."

The two said goodbye "reluctantly".

It wasn't until he got home and sat on the sofa that Qiao Wen opened the newspaper in his hand again.

The headline of the entertainment section was a report by Chen Jianan——Liangzi Nan Casino nightlife, gambling millions of dollars overnight without panicking.

"Mr. Qiao, do you want some ginseng tea?" The maid came up and asked.

Qiao Wen stared at the newspaper and waved his hands: "Go and rest."

The maid stepped back, Qiao Wen thought for a while, and dialed a phone number. Li Xingchen was connected at the other end. He is the leading actor in this drama.

"Achen, is Brother Nan at the hotel?"

Li Xingchen faltered: "Okay...it doesn't seem to be here."

Qiao Wen: "Did he go to the casino?"

Li Xingchen seemed to struggle for a moment before he said in a low voice: "Awen, I didn't complain on purpose, but I think it's not good to hide some things from you. Originally, when I first came to Macau, everything was normal, but recently Anan went to drink as soon as work was over. Gambling, yesterday I heard that you lost more than 100 million yuan, you have to take care of it. It seems that some reporters took pictures of them, and the impact of posting them is not very good."

Qiao Wen nodded: "Well, who is he with?"

Li Xingchen said: "It seems to be Zhong Kaiwen from the Lin Group. I reminded him that he didn't take my words seriously. I know you can make money now, but it's not okay to squander like this. Besides, once you get into some bad habits, It's a bottomless pit, I'm so worried about Anan."

Qiao Wen said, "Well, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Wen threw the newspaper into the trash can and went upstairs to rest.

In the next two days, from time to time, newspapers would write about Chen Canaan's frivolity in Macau, and occasionally Zhong Kaiwen's name would appear together.

A celebrity in the film and television industry, a celebrity from a family, together are indeed worth a few words.

Qiao Wen quickly received a call from Lin Zirui.

"Awen, I saw what was written in the newspaper recently, and I asked my uncle, he is indeed always with Anan in Macau. My uncle is the best at eating, drinking, and having fun. I guess Anan was brought under by him."

Qiao Wen sighed, and said, "You can't say that. Anan is like a runaway wild horse when no one is looking at him in Macau. Even if he hadn't met Mr. Zhong, he probably would have been the same. I bought a boat ticket to Macau tonight. See what he's up to."

Lin Zirui said: "I'll go with you."

"Alright."