After being coveted by old men for many years, I quit

"Sorry, my fault." He Minnan apologized with a smile.

He had just come out of the bathroom when the doorbell rang, before he even had time to dry his hair.

Tonight, he only called Jiang Fan over, and there was no one else who would ring the doorbell except him. If he changed his clothes before opening the door, it would only make him feel more informal.

He Minnan turned sideways, gave way to the door, and made a gesture of invitation, "Come in."

Jiang Fan looked at his hair that was still dripping, and walked into the room in front of him.

The door closed softly behind him.

This is a suite, quite large, with a living room and a small bar.

The light in warm tones makes the room warm and upscale.

He Minnan gestured to the beige sofa next to him, turned around and took two wine glasses from the bar, and took out a bottle of red wine from the cabinet, walked to the single sofa opposite and sat down, the long legs under the bathrobe Randomly stacked together.

He picked up the bottle and opened the bottle cap, then raised the wine bottle in Jiang Fan's hand, "What time?"

"Need not."

Although he said no, He Minnan still poured two glasses and put one of them in front of him.

Jiang Fan glanced down, didn't take it, and sat quietly on the sofa.

He Minnan took a sip directly from his wine glass, his sharp eyes swept across his face, seeing that he was expressionless, he went straight to the topic, "I remember when I went to see you last time, you had a roommate I went too, and I asked if you were friends, and you answered roommates, do you have a normal relationship?"

Jiang Fan stared at the man's smiling face under the light, and asked in a cold tone, "What do you want to ask?"

"What I want to ask depends on your answer." He Minnan smiled slightly, and continued slowly, "After all, my purpose is not to reveal other people's privacy, I have to determine how deep your friendship is. Only then can I consider whether to tell you what I know, so as to achieve my goal."

Jiang Fan chewed on his words, and had a premonition in his heart that what he was going to talk about was about Zhou Cheng.

It appears that some of their goals have something in common.

A vague syllable overflowed from his throat, without denying it, "He is my friend and has a very good relationship, what do you want to say?"

He Minnan didn't seem to be surprised, the expression on his face didn't change at all, he leaned back on the sofa with his elbows resting casually on the armrest, and the wine glass in his hand swayed slowly.

His voice was lazy and deep, "Do you know what happened in his family recently?"

Jiang Fan nodded.

"Then you know... about how he was adopted?"

Hearing the word Baoyang, Jiang Fan's face finally changed, and his lips were silently tightened.

He Minnan looked at his reaction lightly, and laughed, "It seems that I know."

He chuckled, "Since you know it and haven't stayed away from him, you probably don't mind about it? My good friend has done such an unbearable thing. As a friend, you should feel bad in your heart, right?"

Uncomfortable...Jiang Fan couldn't help smiling bitterly in his heart, the feeling in his heart was far more than unpleasant.

If it was just a friend, he wouldn't be here today, but this boy... he really likes it.

He likes it so much that he is willing to take risks for him, and he is willing to try everything in order to save him from such an unbearable relationship.

He took a shallow breath, raised his head, and met the man's smiling gaze, "What's your relationship with He Xiao?"

He Minnan raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect Jiang Fan to have already guessed this level.

"It seems that you know a lot more than I thought."

He sat up from the single sofa, put the empty red wine glass in his hand on the coffee table, and poured another half glass with his hand.

Jiang Fan watched his every move quietly, and said in a low voice, "I'm not a fool, and I believe Mr. He is not either. Since they all have their own purposes, you might as well spread the matter out so that I can know what you are doing." idea, and I can borrow some of your strength to do what I want to do."

These remarks are equivalent to putting everything on the table. If they want to continue, both of them can only open the skylight and speak openly.

He Minnan couldn't help but look at him twice after hearing his words.

The young man in front of him seems to be more mature than his peers, not referring to the appearance, but the temperament, the kind of tough temperament that can only be obtained after going through the hardships of life.

Not flattering, not arrogant, calm but tenacious quality.

He suddenly remembered the document he had seen before, which had written his background in detail.

His father became disabled due to a work-related injury in his early years, and his mother remarried, leaving only father and son who depended on each other in the family.

I started a work-study program in junior high school and had excellent academic performance. Later, I came to study in this big coastal city from a small remote town...it seemed quite hard.

But as a bystander, to be honest, he didn't even feel sympathy after watching it.

He was originally a person with a dull temperament, and Jiang Fan's background was just something he learned in order to find out where to start.

But at this moment, looking at the clear and resolute eyes on the other side, he seemed to see something shining in him.

He narrowed his dark eyes slightly, covering the surprise and interest in his eyes under the blurred color, so no one could see clearly.

He used to hide his true emotions in this way.

"You are very smart, Jiang Fan." He Minnan said sincerely.

He really thought so in his heart, at least, he just thought rigidly that he was just a poor college student with a poor background, and he would not be much different from other people of this age group.

But when he said these words, he suddenly felt that the stereotype was broken by himself.

"Really." Regarding the man's praise, Jiang Fan's reaction was as indifferent as ever, and his tone was not flat.

He has already deeply realized that, facing this man, it is a taboo to show joy at the negotiating table.

"You haven't answered my question just now." He looked at the man and reminded him aloud.

He Minnan suddenly thought of playing tricks, raised his head and sipped his wine, and asked slowly, "Have you thought about the answer to this question before?"

"No."

"Don't want to guess?"

"Do not want to."

"Well, let's reveal the answer." He Minnan put his finger on the armrest of the sofa and tapped it lightly, his eyes fell on his clear eyebrows, "He is my second uncle. Hearing you keep asking, it seems that you are very fond of him." interested?"

Jiang Fan retracted his knuckles on his knees, and replied in a low voice, "It's not that I'm interested in him, it's because of Zhou Cheng that I'm interested in him."

He Minnan raised his eyebrows, disapproving, and took a sip of his red wine.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the night view of the city full of bright lights, which is beautiful and charming.

In the room, the atmosphere was silent for a while.

Following the silence, Jiang Fan's body, which had been tense all the time, relaxed a little. He turned his head and glanced at the French windows.

The lights in the room were turned on, and from his perspective, he could only see vague furnishings reflected on the glass curtain wall and two figures sitting on the sofa.

He turned his head again and looked across at the man who seemed to be in deep thought with half-closed eyes.

His hair seemed to be half-dried, and fell loosely on his forehead, barely covering the length of his eyebrows, completely hiding the emotion in his eyes under the shadow.

When I think of it, it seems that I have never looked at this man like this before.

From a visual point of view alone, his appearance is undoubtedly excellent.

The sharp-edged facial contour, the high nose bridge, and the eyebrows and eyes slightly deeper than those of East Asians, even if each part is evaluated separately, it is undoubtedly perfect.

Together, it's even more... The man suddenly raised his head and met his gaze.

Jiang Fan pursed his lower lip, and looked back indistinctly.

Immediately realizing that he was distracted just now, his brows frowned.

He Minnan naturally caught the scrutiny in his eyes just now, and couldn't help but sneered, "Were you looking at me just now? Why, something stuck on your face?"

Jiang Fan put his hand on the tip of his nose and coughed lightly, "No."

He Minnan pulled his lips, and didn't say anything more about this topic, "I asked Zhou Cheng once before, do you know about this?"

Jiang Fan frowned, then shook his head.

In fact, Zhou Cheng seldom told him about his relationship with He Xiao, so it was even more impossible for him to specifically tell him about He Minnan, a somewhat unfamiliar existence.

Even the last time he was in the hospital, when he went to see him, he ran into He Minnan, and they knew each other, but Zuo Gu talked about him, and he didn't dare to say anything more. "My purpose of looking for him is similar to my purpose of looking for you, except that he chose to reject me, and I hope you don't let me down."

"You said."

"Let's put it this way," He Minnan sat up straight from the sofa, poured some red wine out of the glass onto the white coffee table, stained his slender knuckles, and drew a circle on the coffee table, explaining , "Our He family is like this big circle, and there are probably so many industries under it."

"As for me," he drew an area on the circle, "that's about all I know now."

"The rest," he nodded in the rest of the area, "it's clear that there will be a few more parts, but in fact they are all at my second uncle's place."

Looking at the patterns he drew on the coffee table, Jiang Fan faintly sensed his intentions.

"You want to expand your area?"

"I really want to, but after working under him for two or three years, it's still so little, what do you think?"

Jiang Fan met the deep eyes of the man with a sneer, and remained silent for a while.

Are the giants fighting?

He used to think that this was a plot only played in those boring TV dramas, but he didn't expect to hear the real one in reality once in his lifetime.But it's not difficult to understand when you think about it. People die for money, and birds die for food.

The concept of profit first should be common in merchant families of their class.

Since there is a conflict of interest, there must be something to do to have the possibility of winning.

This is his purpose?Expand your interests.

Jiang Fan looked at his circle, and asked calmly, "How much do you want to fight for?"

He Minnan put away his fingers that were resting on the coffee table, took out a tissue, and wiped it slowly.

His thin lips curled slightly, "Of course, all of them."