After being seized by the pillow man

The phone screen is still on, and only one letter is displayed on it: 'j'

Xi Han looked at it, swiped his finger to the right, and the phone was hung up.

He pressed the cleaning button expressionlessly, and the sound of water came from his ears. After a few seconds, the phone rang again.

Xi Han was about to hang up, but when he saw the name, it was Jiang Tian.

His half brother.

After a pause, it was connected.

The voice over there was a little cheerful: "Third Brother, it's me."

Jiang Tian is not very old, he was raised innocently by Mrs. Jiang since he was a child, and has a very pleasant temperament.

This kind of innocence is particularly valuable in the Jiang family.

Xi Han liked him very much, they grew up together, and in terms of blood relationship, they still had half the same blood on their bodies, so he said, "Well, what's the matter with Xiaotian?"

Jiang Tian glanced at the middle-aged man beside him, and then at his elder brother, feeling a bit embarrassed: "Third brother, when are you coming back?"

Xi Han said bluntly: "If I don't come back, you don't have to ask for him."

There was a moment of silence over there, and then Jiang Tian gave a dry 'oh'.

Xi Han is quite patient. He has always been right about things and wrong about others. Even if he rejected him very embarrassingly just now, his tone to Jiang Tian can be called gentle now: "Little Tian, ​​is there anything else?"

Jiang Tian watched Jiang's father slam the door away, and now he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's nothing." He thought for a while, but his mind was empty, and he didn't want to hang up Xi Han's phone, so he searched for some trivial things to give to Xi Han Said: "Oh, by the way, third brother, eldest brother may be getting a divorce."

The elder brother mentioned by Jiang Tian is the son of Father Jiang's elder brother. He married a celebrity a few years ago, which was quite shocking at the time.

Xi Han said, "That's a pity."

Jiang Tian patted his thigh: "That's right, my sister-in-law is so beautiful, and my elder brother is still divorced, what does he think?"

Before he could say a few words, the phone was taken away. Jiang Yu glanced at his younger brother, then walked out of the house in a good mood: "Xi Han, it's me."

Jiang Yu has a lot of heart, compared with him, Jiang Tianwan seems to be an idiot and sweet, Xi Han walked out of the kitchen and sat on the sofa, took an orange and sighed: "What do you want to say?"

A chuckle came from the phone, and Xi Han asked, "What do you want to say?"

There was no one at home, so Xi Han turned on the hands-free directly. He put his mobile phone on the coffee table, and peeled the oranges by himself: "Brother, how can we get divorced in a good family? Both of us have children."

Jiang Yu chuckled, and said jokingly: "That's right, let's make do with it."

After the words fell, both of them laughed.

Xi Han and Jiang Yu are well versed in the Jiang family's way of life. There is too little love in their circle, and most of them are exchanges of interests. They are used to weighing things over and over again. In the eyes of the two of them, it is too much to divorce without feelings. A proud and unbelievable thing.

Only Jiang Tian felt that the two would divorce if they didn't love each other.

The two chatted a few more words casually, and within a few minutes of hanging up the phone, Li Jing called again.

It's quite lively today.

On the phone, Li Jing said to get together with Xi Han 'on the side of the water'.The name sounds quite literary, but it is actually a bar.

It’s not yet business hours on the side of the water, and Li Jing is the only one in the huge space. When he saw Xi Han coming, he poured him a cup of tea: "I know you came by car, so I won't drink today."

Xi Han picked up the glazed tea set and took a sip: "What's the matter?"

His brow bones are sharp and the tails of his eyebrows are sharply raised slightly, so that when he purses his lips and lowers his eyes, there is a sense of innocence, which is easily reminiscent of ice and snow.

Li Jing's gaze turned to Xi Han. Xi Han was wearing a black windbreaker today, holding a green-glazed tea bowl on his slender white fingers. Under the exaggerated decoration style of the bar, he was a bit out of place.

After thinking about it, he took out another cigarette and handed it to him.

Xi Han took it, and looked down at the familiar spot. He actually smokes quite fiercely, and he can restrain himself a little when Yin Yansheng is by his side, but now outside, he has no scruples, and the indigo smoke curls up between his fingers, as if floating Hanging upwards, Xi Han raised his eyes to look at Li Jing: "I will think something happened to you if you are like this."

Li Jing also lit a cigarette, and said with extreme melancholy: "You have to take care of the company's affairs at ordinary times." Don't leave everything to others.

Xi Han owns a design consulting company, and usually takes orders for small programs to do interface design, and the benefits are not bad, earning two to three million yuan a year.

Ancheng belongs to the second-tier city. This kind of small business is not worth mentioning in a big city. It is not bad here, and it belongs to a small boss.

Xi Han raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect that he was talking about this: "What's wrong with my company?"

For such a small company, the most valuable thing belongs to the first-floor office building that was bought at the beginning. The company plus the land, including the house I live in now plus two cars, put together all kinds of miscellaneous things. to eight digits.

Xi Han calculated calmly, and felt that the seven-figure figure was stable, and the eight-figure figure would take a year or two.

Li Jing said: "Those financial personnel and projects can't all be in the hands of one person." He also chatted with others, and everyone was full of praise for Yin Yan. Everyone has listened to Yin Yan's voice, which is a bit dangerous.

He knew both of them, but in terms of distance, he was closer to Xi Han.

Li Jing held a cigarette between his right index finger and middle finger, and held a teacup in his left hand: "I have never opened a company, only a bar. Do you know why my clean bar closed down?"

Xi Han pointed at the table and said in a deep voice, "The profit is not enough."

"Where is this a question of profit? This is a question of paying for my underpants." Speaking of this, Li Jing couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and drank the tea in one gulp, drinking alcohol abruptly: "Let's not talk about decoration and publicity, just for the purpose of getting a license, I asked my connections everywhere to find favors. After I finally opened the bar, I didn't make a profit. The purchases were greedy inside, and he was greedy. He even abducted Our financial girl, two people teamed up to fool me, and the store manager covered them, and I looked like a fool."

Xi Han turned the teacup with the same hands: "My condolences."

"No, no, it's all over." Li Jing waved his hand and said, "On the third day after I opened, someone made trouble inside, and the two fought. In the end, I lost nearly [-] yuan, bad luck!"

Xi Han gave him a cool look.

Li Jing: "I'm not talking about you. You paid yourself for beating someone back then, and even ordered the ace of spades to restore our blood. At that time, I thought you were a Bodhisattva. I'm just thinking about it now. It's an ominous omen." , a direct metaphor for my path to blood loss in the future."

The more this person said, the more outrageous he became. Xi Han burst into tears when he saw him, and said lightly: "It's not a metaphor, and there is no ominous sign. Your clean bar is in a university town, and the overall consumption level is not high. There are three similar clean bars around you." One, one of which is a chain, in the first three months of the price war, they invested 100 million."

Xi Han looked at Li Jing with a painful face, and added water to the teacup in the other party's hand: "Put in first and then recycle, the other party wants to force you to shut down." The first year is a loss, it just depends on who It can last for a long time.If you win, the road ahead will be smoother.

He lightly tapped on the table with his finger, thought for a while and said, "If you open it for another ten months, you will probably be able to recover." The initial investment cost of Qingba is not large, and the price war is effective but low-end. When it cools down, normal competition is bound to resume. At that time, Li Jing's store may not be invincible.

If it is remarketing and promotion, music and Internet celebrities will be added later to form a small monopoly, and it may not be impossible to break out of Anshi.

But I just want to think about it. Now that the store is gone, it is meaningless to say these things, and it still makes people feel uncomfortable out of thin air.

Xi Han thought, and lightly dusted the cigarette ash. The end of the cigarette was bright for a moment, but then it became dark in an instant, leaving only a little spark.

Li Jing sighed, and touched his forehead with his hands: "I can't help it, I was scared at the time." Who can watch the expenses flow like water and still not panic, it's an ordinary person who doesn't have the determination to burn the boat.

There was no ashtray, Xi Han watched the smoke and dust fall quietly on the ground, and said, "I'll just say it casually, whether you stop the loss in time, it's hard money."

Li Jing nodded, "Isn't that right, I have been worrying a lot in the past two years." He didn't study hard before. I've been in the bar, and I just had a chat with a girlfriend recently.

As he talked, he returned to the original topic. Li Jing raised his head and looked at Xi Han. Amidst the smog, this person had a sense of boundaries. Sometimes he had a feeling of alienation, but in fact, after getting along with him, he found that he was very Easy-going, he warned worriedly: "You have to pay attention to what I say."

No one's money comes from the wind. What if Xi Han loses power in the future?Moreover, Yin Yansheng is not an idle person, the two of them knew each other with some other colors, what if he has other thoughts in the future.

The cigarette on his lips had already burned to the end, sparks flickered for a moment, Xi Han snuffed out the cigarette: "I see, thank you." He stood up after saying that: "See you another day."

Li Jing sent him out of the door: "Okay, come to my drink some other day."

Seeing Xi Han's car sinking into the rolling traffic, he went in.

It was only ten o'clock in the morning when Xi Han arrived at the company. The second-tier city of Ancheng has also developed very well in the past few years. Park your car in the basement.

Xiaowei took a pack of yogurt in the tea room, thought for a while and took two chocolates, and when she turned to leave, she saw the head of technology coming in, making a cup of coffee with her eyes open.

They were about the same age, Xiaowei took a sip of milk, and greeted vaguely: "Hello, Minister."

Qiao Fei seemed to have lost his soul. He made the coffee mechanically and poured it straight into his mouth. After three sips, one cup was empty. The taste in his mouth was very mellow and bitter. After returning to his seat, he turned his head to look at Yin Yansheng's assistant: "Hello."

He was weak, as if his body had been hollowed out by work.

Xiaowei was inexplicably sympathetic. Programmers had high wages but overtime work was heavy. Even after this small company had a project, it was too busy.

She said: "Minister, why don't you take a sip of milk and rest." This posture of drinking coffee as if drinking water is very scary, and the body will not be able to sustain it in the long run.

Qiao Fei rubbed his forehead and took a box of yogurt by himself. He tore it open without using a straw and took a sip: "I should take good care of myself as a grandma."

Xiaowei unwrapped the chocolate, took a bite, and chewed loudly: "Minister, you are very busy recently." The company's technical department should be the busiest, and the department that is most likely to work overtime.

Qiao Fei glanced at her, and said with a wry smile, "When are we not busy?" He stroked his hair with his hands, and said worriedly, "I think I'll have to get a hair transplant in the future."

As long as he works overtime, he will lose his hair. All he earns now is the money for hair transplantation in the future.

Xiao Wei wanted to laugh a little, but felt it was impolite, she held back her smile and said, "Not necessarily, the manager often works overtime, and his hair is very thick."

These days people talk about the wolfish culture, let’s not mention whether the company is wolfish enough, anyway, the manager Yin Yansheng is enough, this person is strict with others, and even stricter with himself, and he is not allowed to make mistakes in his work. Once a program was written, Qiao Fei felt that it was no problem, but Yin Yansheng couldn't pass the test, he felt that it was not perfect.

Yin Yansheng originally learned this background, and after the project came down, he worked with everyone. Over time, everyone got used to it. The company is now taking on bigger and bigger projects, which is inseparable from Yin Yansheng.

Thinking of this, Qiao Fei said: "How can I compare with the manager." He scratched his hair, "The manager was very good when he was in school, and he was a scholarship winner every year. It is commonplace to receive love letters and be confessed on the confession wall. .” It’s just that Yin Yansheng kept ignoring him.

Xiao Wei nodded, sure enough, excellent people are excellent everywhere.

Qiao Fei finished drinking the yogurt, and quietly walked to the pool table in the pantry: "How about you, how do you feel about being an assistant?"

Xiaowei: "I think it's okay." She glanced at the technical director and raised her lips slightly: "The manager is very good." She is a bit strict at work, but she is by no means a person who will criticize others. However, most of the time, he has no expression on his face, and it seems that nothing can make him have this kind of emotion called 'pleasure'.

But Yin Yansheng was actually very happy at this moment.

As soon as Xi Han entered the office, he immediately saw the children working at home.

Yin Yansheng's desk is oriented from east to west, with floor-to-ceiling windows beside him. The warm morning sun shines in through the glass, and the bright light pours from the top of his hair, rolls around his body, and then meanders to the ground.

Xi Han knocked on the door, Yin Yan didn't raise his head and just said, "Please come in".