sleepy tiger

The hour hand moved past three o'clock, and there were dark clouds outside the window, so Chi Juntao turned on the overhead light in the office.

Mu Xu was wearing a pair of bluetooth earphones, and was sitting upright facing the screen. The slightly furrowed eyebrows conveyed a hint of impatience. The meeting that was supposed to end at three o'clock was dragged until three twenty. He said: " To investigate the reasons behind these problems, the task falls to various departments, and the progress will be reported next Wednesday."

Chi Juntao looked at Mu Xu, his eyes sparkled, as if there was something good to share with Mu Xu urgently.

Mu Xu turned off the online meeting, looked sideways at Chi Juntao: "What's wrong?"

"I've finished writing." Chi Juntao said, his voice couldn't hold back his joy, "I've finally finished writing."

"Don't be too happy." Mu Xu said, "I have to change it later."

"It's not important." Chi Juntao buckled up the laptop, "Let's talk about it after being happy."

Mu Xu was amused by Chi Juntao's optimism, and he asked, "Then let's go out to eat something good at night."

"Let's go home and cook hot pot." Chi Juntao said, "It's going to rain outside."

"Okay." Mu Xu said, "Show me your paper."

Chi Juntao covered the computer: "Not today, I'll show you tomorrow." He didn't want Mu Xu to spoil his joy at this moment.

Mu Xu didn't continue to insist, he returned his eyes to the computer screen, speeded up his business affairs, and tried to get off work on time.

He also looks forward to watching TV while cooking hot pot at home with his friends, Chi Juntao can barely be considered a friend.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, there were thunderstorms outside the window, and lightning accompanied by howling winds.

Mu Xu closed the computer, and said to Chi Juntao who was lying by the window in a daze, "Let's get off work."

"So soon?" Chi Juntao glanced at the clock on the wall, "There is still one hour to six o'clock."

"I'm the boss, and I can leave work as soon as I want." Mu Xu said.

"I thought the boss didn't come off work." Chi Juntao stood up and asked, "Is there an induction cooker at home?"

"I don't know." Mu Xu said, "Probably not."

So when the two went to the supermarket to buy, they took an induction cooker and two bottles of Erguotou.

"How's your drinking capacity?" Chi Juntao asked.

Mu Xu said, "I don't know, I've never had white wine."

Chi Juntao narrowed his eyes and said, "It's sweet, try it."

Mu Xu didn't take the bait, he said, "They say baijiu is spicy."

"Spicy in the mouth, sweet in the aftertaste." Chi Juntao said foolishly, "Drink some white wine to dehumidify on rainy days."

Mu Xu asked, "Are you a good drinker?"

"It's average." Chi Juntao is modest, "I haven't had a drink before."

Mu Xu squatted down to unpack the induction cooker, and Chi Juntao consciously carried the plastic bag into the kitchen to wash and choose vegetables.

A coffee table, an induction cooker, a pot, and more than a dozen neat plates filled with various ingredients, most of which are meat, and three or four dishes.Chi Juntao cut open the plastic package of the hot pot base material, poured the butter cubes into the pot, Mu Xu poured water, covered the pot, turned on the induction cooker and waited for the water to boil.

Chi Juntao picked up a stool and sat down, took out two glasses from under the coffee table, and asked, "How long have these two been here?"

"I don't remember, you go to the kitchen to wash it." Mu Xu said.

"We need to adjust the dipping sauce. There are coriander, shallot, white sesame and minced garlic on the chopping board. You can adjust it according to your needs." Chi Juntao walked into the kitchen and said while washing the cups.

Mu Xu stepped into the kitchen with a bowl in his hand, and he had to say that Chi Juntao was very well prepared. He asked, "Did you make the dipping sauce yourself?"

"Not yet." Chi Juntao said, "Tune first."

The conversation between the two was very homely. Mu Xu stood in front of the chopping board with his back to Chi Juntao, and squeezed a pinch of chopped coriander, a spoonful of chopped green onion, a little minced garlic and a lot of sesame seeds into the bowl.

It was raining heavily outside the window, and the warm yellow lights in the kitchen illuminated the figures of the two men. Chi Juntao said, "It's like Chinese New Year."

Mu Xu felt in a daze, he remembered the New Year when Ji Qiao was alive, Ji Qiao deliberately got up early in the morning, shook Mu Xu up, put on a soft white sweater, and then put on a red coat.Mu Baiying doesn't know how to make dumplings, she is in charge of rolling the skins, and Ji Ke is in charge of making dumplings, while Mu Xu is lying on the side of the table, quietly stealing a dumpling and rubbing it back and forth to play.

After the cum dies, New Years turns into Christmas, and everything loses its original flavor.

"Does your family make dumplings for Chinese New Year?" Mu Xu asked.

"Bao, I eat dumplings on New Year's Eve and the first day of the new year, and I cook hot pot with my grandpa on the second day of the new year." Chi Juntao said, "Occasionally my cousin also comes, and the three of us fight the landlord after eating hot pot. Landlord. How have you celebrated the New Year all these years after you returned to China?"

"I'm not a new year." Mu Xu said, "My family is abroad."

"That's it... After the review is over, I'll take you to my house for the New Year." Chi Juntao said, "I hope the review will end before the year."

Mu Xu was stunned for a moment, and realized that Chi Juntao didn't know about the festivities between Ji Ke and Chi Yan.Chi Juntao regarded Mu Xu as a person specially sent by his superiors to take care of him. He didn't know that Mu Xu used him as a bargaining chip, and he didn't know why Mu Xu competed for Huajin.

Mu Xu's hand stirring the dipping material paused, and he looked at the back of Chi Juntao washing the cup, and said, "Okay."

It's just that this promise will never be fulfilled.

Room 4, Building 302, Qiming Homeland, Shijingshan District.

"Chi Yicheng will definitely be sentenced." Chi You said, "And my dad said he didn't give a gift."

Chi Yan moved his pawn a step, and responded, "En."

"You knew?" Chi You asked.

Chi Yan glanced at Chi You, and said, "Jun Tao knows better than you."

"My father is a collateral relative to Juntao, and I am a direct relative." Chi You said, "I am not far away from him entering."

"So you panicked?" Chi Yan snorted coldly, "Nothing."

"It's not like you don't know how capable I am." Chi You broke the can, "Just give me a letter."

"I can't give it." Chi Yan said, "Calm down."

"Jajin's new president, Mu Xu, do you know who he is?" Chi You asked.

Chi Yan stopped playing chess and looked up at Chi You: "What is it?"

"I don't know, I thought you knew." Chi You said.

"After Zhou Zhonglu took office, I didn't know any news about him." Chi Yan said, "Xiao Zhou didn't agree with some of my practices. I knew when he was my assistant before."

"Few people agreed with you back then." Chi You said truthfully, "Do you agree with yourself?"

"People are always stupid, and I am no exception." Chi Yan said, "If the cum is alive, I..." He was silent for a moment, and said, "Forget it, what are you talking about that is useless."

"Mu Xu." Chi You said the name again, "His surname is Mu, does it have something to do with Golden Dragon Ship?"

"Golden Dragon Ships has no relationship with us." Chi Yan said, "The Mu family is mainly engaged in the military industry and has close ties with the navy. Mu Yueze has a daughter, and Mu Yueyao is not married. What relationship does Mu Xu have with them?"

"What if." Chi You said shyly.

"You should think about what Zhou Zhonglu meant by asking Mu Xu to pick up Juntao." Chi Yan turned his gaze back to the chessboard, and stretched out his hand to move the bishop on the opposite side.

"I have no idea." Chi You said.

"If you sit here and think about it, you definitely won't be able to figure it out." Chi Yan stared at Chi You bitterly, "Make up a reason and find someone to inquire about it. Didn't Cao Xueyong mention that he is willing to take care of Juntao during this time? Ask him ask."

"Oh." Chi You scratched his head, "I'll go right away."

"Make up five reasons first, and then send them to me for a look." Chi Yan reminded worriedly.

"Got it." Chi You squatted at the entrance to change his shoes.

Chi Yan sighed deeply, God was unfair, why did he send him all the idiot offspring.

Scholar Garden.

"The hairy belly is ripe." Chi Juntao put a piece of hairy belly into Mu Xu's bowl, "Here, it will get old if you cook it again."

"Thank you." Mu Xu put the hairy belly into the dipping bowl, dipped it in sesame sauce and sesame seeds, put it in his mouth, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

Feeding Mu Xu brought Chi Juntao a great sense of satisfaction. He slid the shrimp into the pot and asked, "How do you celebrate the New Year in England?"

"It's not New Years, it's Christmas." Mu Xu said, "The turkey is so bad that I can't eat it at all. My sister will give me a piece of strawberry cake instead of turkey." He picked up the glass and took a sip of Erguotou, which was spicy , the wine flowed along the esophagus, the heat steamed up, and a slight sweetness appeared on the back of the tongue.

"Do you have a sister?" Chi Juntao asked.

"Two sisters." Mu Xu said, "One is gentle and the other is lively."

"That's great." Chi Juntao said, "I've been looking forward to having a younger sister, but unfortunately my mother... well, it's useless not to mention these." His eyes floated up with a small sarcasm, "My second uncle is more It’s amazing, cheating will give birth to one more.”

"I've heard of this." Mu Xu said.

"My grandfather's reputation has been ruined by these things." Chi Juntao said.

Mu Xu couldn't hear these words, he raised his glass: "Go one?"

Chi Juntao touched Mu Xu's cup with the rim, and said, "I'll teach you how to punch."

"I won't learn." Mu Xu resolutely refused.

"Why?" Chi Juntao asked.

Mu Xu gave the answer lightly: "Not elegant."

Chi Juntao couldn't help rolling his eyes, what kind of family could raise such a hypocritical person.