The weakness of rebirth should be self-improvement

"Yu Lin is awake, he needs Wang Zirong to personally apologize to him."

He Guangyao stood by the table, lit a cigarette for himself, and said, "That's it?"

"It depends on his performance in the future."

Just when He Guangyao didn't know what to say, Zhou Jiaqi suddenly laughed and said, "Guangyao, do you think we look like kindergarten teachers? I obviously have a lot of things to do, but I was caught by two little farts who didn't grow up." Playing around like a child?"

He Guangyao also laughed, and after posing in a comfortable position on the sofa, he said hesitantly, "I'll treat you to dinner if I'm free?"

"why?"

"Because this matter has nothing to do with you."

Zhou Jiaqi laughed and said, "I actually think it's a good deal."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for He Guangyao to say anything else.

He Guangyao leaned his head back on the sofa and took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, thinking that Zhou Jiaqi was the only one who had never had any contact with him in the previous life, and how many times he was with him. If you come and go, can you get rid of the vicious circle of life around you that is always entangled with your previous life?

A few days later, Wang Zirong's voice filled with various kinds of displeasure came from the phone to He Guangyao's ear. After persuading him several times, He Guangyao gradually felt a little tired and said, "Zirong, I'm actually pretty good too. busy……"

"I'll go! Guangyao! Can't I go?"

Although it was He Guangyao who agreed in a hurry, when they met, Wang Zirong seemed to have an oil bottle hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Wan Yulin lived in the special ward of the hospital. Seeing Zhou Jiaqi who came to open the door, He Guangyao couldn't help being stunned and said, "Why are you here?"

"Thought you would come."

The weather started to heat up, Zhou Jiaqi finally stopped wearing that kind of semi-formal suit, a pair of long jeans and a simple smoky gray shirt, the cuffs were casually rolled up to two-thirds of the elbow, his body was still elegant The scent made He Guangyao unconsciously a little nervous.

But fortunately, he was able to maintain his superficial composure.

Wang Zirong stood at the door of the ward, with a constipated expression on his face. Don't apologize to Wan Yulin. His parents will definitely put him in confinement after they find out, and he will be depressed thinking about not being able to linger in the flowers for a month.

Of course, this is still good. A pervert like Wan Yulin, coupled with his crazy mother who loves children, may be beaten up for no reason in the next period of time.

After thinking about it, Wang Zirong reluctantly walked towards Wan Yulin who had put on a pose on the bed and dragged five people and six people.

"sorry."

"What? I can't hear you."

Wan Yulin didn't wear patient clothes, but was dressed in black. Although he looked good, his hostility was too heavy, giving people an unusually gloomy feeling.

In the ward, apart from Zhou Jiaqi, there were also two wealthy children who usually followed Wan Yulin to show off their power. Seeing Wan Yulin's face like a scoundrel, Wang Zirong couldn't help but hold his hands together. tight.

Thinking that Wang Zirong might jump on the bed and beat Wan Yulin who had a broken arm if this continued, He Guangyao hurried over and called, "Zi Rong."

But at this time, Zhou Jiaqi's arm was grasped tightly behind him. Even through a layer of fabric, He Guangyao could still clearly feel the low temperature of Zhou Jiaqi's palm, and smiled at himself. In front of Wan Yulin, who was looking at Wang Zirong, put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned over and said, "It's alright, Yulin."

The smile and tone were the same as usual, but Wan Yulin's face changed in an instant, and he said with aggrieved face: "You don't know how long I explained to my mother before she thought I fell and injured myself!"

While speaking, Wan Yulin raised his chin and looked at Wang Zirong who had a hesitant expression, and said, "No matter what, I was bumped into this by you. I have pleaded for you in front of my mother. If you want to get For my forgiveness, you must agree to one condition first!"

"what?"

"Until I leave the hospital, you need to come and see me every day."

"why?"

Realizing that Wang Zirong said these words through his teeth, Wan Yulin raised a nasty smile and said: "I have lost the ability to take care of myself, pour water, peel fruit or help me to the toilet, in short, you have to take care of me !"

"It would have been better if I had knocked you paralyzed earlier."

"What did you say?!"

Looking at Wan Yulin's tense expression, Wang Zirong didn't know what he thought of, and immediately said with a smile on his face, "It's nothing, I will take good care of you."

Several people quickly understood what Wang Zirong meant when he said this. Wan Yulin wanted to eat an apple, so he stuffed the appallingly cut apple into his mouth, causing Wan Yulin to let out a cry of pain. Quickly bowed his head and kept apologizing.

He Guangyao was watching it interestingly, when Zhou Jiaqi, who was sitting beside him, suddenly leaned over and whispered, "Let's go."

"Where to go?"

"Aren't you going to invite me to dinner?"

With that mocking smile on his face again, He Guangyao looked at Wang Zirong with some embarrassment. Wang Zirong, who heard their conversation, also turned his head at this time, with an expression on his face like a pet dog about to be abandoned.

"No problem, let's go!"

While speaking, Zhou Jiaqi had already dragged He Guangyao out of the ward by the hand.

If the action of grabbing his arm just now was Zhou Jiaqi's unintentional action, then their handshake at this time can be called formal.

Zhou Jiaqi's hands were slightly larger than his own, with fair and slender fingers, and the palms were not as rough as ordinary men's.

Seeing He Guangyao staring at the hands of the two without saying a word, Zhou Jiaqi laughed and said, "Why? Not used to it?"

Having reached the elevator door, He Guangyao pulled out his hand and said, "Do you treat many people like this?"

"No, you're the first."

Seeing that He Guangyao was wearing a white shirt similar to his own style, when the elevator door opened, Zhou Jiaqi leaned into He Guangyao's ear and whispered: "We are dressed like couples."

He Guangyao looked at him with raised eyebrows, but didn't speak.

No one is necessarily a blank slate when it comes to relationships. He Guangyao looked at Zhou Jiaqi who was lazily leaning against the wall from the smooth elevator door, and became more and more sure that he was someone like Wang Zirong.

Zhou Jiaqi's car was parked downstairs, but he insisted on taking He Guangyao's car.

"What to eat?"

"It will be all right."

The carriage was soon filled with the faint scent of perfume on Zhou Jiaqi's body. He Guangyao thought he would go back to work in the company later, so he parked the car at the entrance of a passable restaurant not far away.

"It's too casual, isn't it?"

Before getting off the car, Zhou Jiaqi said something like complaining.

Although Zhou Jiaqi and He Guangyao had said very ambiguous words, after all, the two didn't know each other well, and they hadn't seen each other a few times, so they didn't talk much on the way here.

He Guangyao smiled, and while unfastening his seat belt, he said, "I've been quite busy recently, so I'll definitely treat you to a big meal next time."

"Really?"

He Guangyao originally wanted to respond, but just as he raised his head, Zhou Jiaqi had already leaned over and kissed him on the lips, a kiss like a touch of water. If He Guangyao was not still awake at this time, he would have thought it was his hallucination.

He Guangyao always looked calm in front of people, but every time something unexpected happened to him, his expression would become very funny. Thinking of this, the corners of Zhou Jiaqi's mouth began to rise.

The distance between the two was still very close at this moment, and after a moment of silence, He Guangyao said, "Are you being too casual?"

"Why? Didn't I say that I like you? If possible, I hope to maintain that long-term relationship with you. "

Thinking of what Wang Zirong said about him returning to China to heal his wounds, He Guangyao thought that he must be too lacking in love, so he looked calmly at Zhou Jiaqi who lowered his head and unbuttoned his seat belt, and said, "Don't do this kind of thing in the future."

Seeing Zhou Jiaqi look up, He Guangyao said again, "I don't like it."

"Is it necessary to ask your permission before doing anything?"

Just when He Guangyao didn't know what to say was more appropriate, Zhou Jiaqi laughed again and said, "That's so boring."

Are you playing this kind of thing like a game?With an unclear smile on He Guangyao's face, he also got out of the car with Zhou Jiaqi.

On the opening day of the garment factory jointly run by He Yuchao and Ji Feng, He Guangyao's secretary sent them a big flower basket as promised.

He Yuzhao didn't expect this at first, but when he saw the three big characters He Guangyao written on the flower basket, the smile on his face gradually became a little more obvious.

He Yuchao, who stretched out his hand to caress the ribbon, looked like an idiot no matter what, Ji Feng turned around calmly, thinking that such a He Yuchao was really hopeless.

Yunqi has been put into production on a large scale, except for all the tasks that the marketing manager should complete, He Guangyao will occasionally go to the branch factory in Nanping to follow up on the production progress.

Recently, apart from the branch factory in Nanping, other branches of Yunxiang have also begun to phase out the old equipment. micro word.

It was better when He Yuchao was in the past, at least he could sing with He Yurong and support He Guangyao's decision, but now He Yurong is left alone, even though he is Yunxiang's highest authority, facing so many silent board As a member, he occasionally falls into an embarrassing situation where he can't do anything alone.

He Guangyao still finds it difficult to deal with the affairs of interpersonal relationship. Thinking of the last board meeting when he insisted on promoting this reform, and the scene where the board members looked at him with subtle eyes afterwards, he felt depressed.

How to find a suitable balance between these two things, He Guangyao estimates that he still needs to spend a long time on this.

The mobile phone on the table had already rang several times, and He Guangyao hesitated to connect it until other people in the office looked at him.

He Yuchao's voice sounded a little relaxed. After thanking He Guangyao for the flower basket, he said, "Guangyao, we haven't seen each other for a long time. How about I go home for dinner this weekend?"

He Guangyao really wanted to say that you don't need to ask me, but thinking that He Yuchao had already left Yunxiang at this time, he nodded again and said, "Okay."

He Yuchao's intention of calling him was undoubtedly that he wanted him to have dinner with him, but He Guangyao didn't go home that weekend, no matter He Yurong or He Yuchao called, he just said that he still had work and didn't have time to go back for dinner.

The voices of both of them sounded a little disappointed, but He Guangyao would rather stay in the office alone and read Yunxiang's financial statements than He Yuchao would unconsciously think of those things that happened in the past.

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He Yurong looked at He Yuchao unacceptably, frowned and said, "Yu Chao, what exactly do you want to do?!"

At this time, the two had just finished their meal, and because He Guangyao refused to go home, He Yurong still complained to him involuntarily at the dinner table.

He Yuchao had just opened a small garment factory with Jifeng, and He Yurong originally thought he was going to tell him about it.

When the two of them entered the study and He Yuchao opened his mouth, He Yurong felt dizzy. He stared blankly at He Yuchao in front of him, thinking that he would finally say this.