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Gao Zhan sat on the black leather sofa boredly, fiddled with the cufflinks made of gemstones, raised his wrist to look at the time, slightly raised his mouth, his eyes became more gentle, and he felt Qin Wentian's family members ruthlessly in his heart. Greetings again, his uncle and his mother's, Qin Wentian's damned guy, actually kept him waiting for nearly two hours.

"Mr. Gao, do you need to fill up your coffee?" This is the fourth time the long-haired, tall, beautiful secretary came to ask.

Gao Zhan shook his head, this woman has a good schedule, basically coming every half an hour.Gao Zhan has never been impatient with beauties, not to mention this is a big beauty with slender shoulders and thin waist, straight long hair like a waterfall, and a unique oriental charm.This woman was obviously different from the blond, blue-eyed, big-breasted, and hot-figured foreign girl he had seen before, but it seemed to suit his eyes better.If he didn't know that this place is Qin Wentian's territory, and this woman is Qin Wentian's secretary, he would have struck up a conversation long ago.Now, it can only be seductive.

After sitting for more than ten minutes, Gao Zhan saw through the glass window of the office that the door of the opposite conference room was finally opened, and Qin Wentian walked out with his hands in his trouser pockets.

Just as Qin Wentian pushed open the door, the secretary dutifully reported the matter, Qin Wentian nodded, and walked towards the man sitting on the sofa, "Gao Tezhu, it's been a long time."

Gao Zhan rolled his eyes violently in his heart, thinking that they met in a bar the day before yesterday, and they said it had been a long time since they were demented, but he smiled and said: "Boss Qin is a busy person, how can we be free like us? Here is..."

"Hey, I've had a meeting for two hours, and my head is getting dizzy. Let's not talk about business," Qin Wentian interrupted Gao Zhan's words, and pressed his fingers on his temples after speaking, as if he was really tired.

Gao Zhan sneered in his heart, and didn't answer, heh, dare you know that there was a two-hour meeting?Leave him here for a long time without feeling any guilt.

Qin Wentian twisted his sore neck, looked at Gao Zhan's slender, white and well-maintained hands on his knees, and thought that it would be great if this person could rub his shoulders for him.But thinking about making him wait for two hours, he definitely didn't want to. Qin Wentian didn't have the habit of looking for abuse, so naturally he didn't ask, but slowly said: "It's almost eleven o'clock, as a way to keep you waiting for a long time." Apologize, how about I invite Gao Tezhu to lunch, let's talk while we have something to do."

He has only met Qin Wentian three times, once when he went to the club with his boss, once at the bar, and this time is the third time, but his intuition has always been very good. The first meeting gave him a deep sense of crisis.Gao Zhan didn't want to agree to Qin Wentian's request at first, his instinct told him not to have too much contact with this man, but he had to, because he did have something to ask Qin Wentian for help.

The reason for the incident had to start with a text message he received.The night before yesterday after get off work, my colleague Xiao Jia said that there was a new bar in Jiuru Street called "Smoke Grey". Everyone who went there spoke highly of the bar, so a few people went together, but the buttocks were not warm yet. A stool, and a text message was sent, it was from the boss who skipped work and searched thousands of miles for a week.

He is excited, the boss is on strike, and his special assistant will suffer. Except for the documents that have to be signed by the boss himself, the boss's other work is under his control, so he works two jobs for one salary. Could it be that the boss chased the boss's wife back? ?

Facts have proved, how can the boss be human?That is a pure vampire, dedicated to draining all the efforts of the employees, and the confession in the text message made him feel miserable, which is also the reason why he is sitting in the restaurant at the moment.

This is an antique Chinese restaurant, and each private room is given a classical name. The room they are in is called Qing Ge Yi Yi, an ancient lady's screen, a wooden wash stand, carved windows that open outwards, buttons As soon as it was turned on, two palace lanterns in the room lit up. The lights were covered with a cover, so they were not particularly bright, but they rendered the atmosphere of the room very well, making people feel as if they really had the illusion of traveling through time and space.

Gao Zhan was like a curious child, he felt around and looked around, never idle for a moment, and finally returned to his seat and sat down when the dishes were all served.

Qin Wentian held a slender cigarette between his index finger and middle finger. The curling light smoke, the burnt ash, and his careless appearance caused the waiter serving the dishes to peek at him several times.

Gao Zhan ate with his head depressed. He always felt very uncomfortable in front of this man, to the point of being at a loss for what to do, so he had no choice but to avoid the opportunity to talk to him by admiring the decorations.

Qin Wentian didn't move his chopsticks very often, seeing that he ate without raising his head, he joked with a smile, "Have you not eaten for a few days, so hungry?" With a big wave of his hand, he asked the waiter to add another dish.

Gao Zhan put down his chopsticks, he was speechless, he is not a pig, he was already full after eating hard just now.

After filling his stomach, he had to talk about business. Gao Zhan drank Pu-erh tea to satisfy his hunger. He was not interested in the petal-like traditional cakes on the plate. He didn't want to eat sweets.

"Dining with Gao Tezhu is a pleasant experience. If you feel bad, why don't you come back another day?" Qin Wentian said.

"As long as Boss Qin has time." Gao Zhan smiled, but didn't decide on a specific time.

"I have time to eat with Gao Tezhu anytime." Qin Wentian also smiled.

It was a normal conversation between close friends, but Gao Zhan heard it harshly. What does this person surnamed Qin mean?The words were so ambiguous, "Boss Qin, let's talk about business first," Gao Zhan changed the topic, "You know, our President Jiang has been away recently, and he asked me to ask you to do something for you Help him find out who the real mother of Fan Chenxi's son is."

Qin Wentian nodded. Of course he knew about Jiang Mingcheng's request, because Jiang Mingcheng had already sent him a letter.

Last time, Jiang Mingcheng had already agreed that as long as he took proper measures to get Gao Zhan to agree to be with him, he would release him.It's just that some time ago, he encountered a very challenging case, and the whole company worked overtime. He didn't have time to find him, so taking this opportunity, he could only ask Jiang Mingcheng to cooperate and let Gao Zhan automatically deliver it to his door.However, Jiang Mingcheng really knows how to calculate, and the things he helps with are getting more and more difficult.

"Gao Tezhu, your boss told you to ask me for help, so you don't have any thanks?" Qin Wentian leaned on the chair, raised his eyebrows and asked.

Gao Zhan: "Well, the boss asked me to express my sincere thanks to you." In fact, the text message he received said that no matter what kind of thank you gift Boss Qin wanted, he would do his best to agree and let him find out as soon as possible. Yang Yang's biological mother.

Qin Wentian smiled inscrutablely, "Is that so... Assistant Gao, I've been quite busy recently, why don't you help me? Only then can I spare time to help your boss busy."

Two foxes, big and small, compete, and it is not clear whether they will win or lose for the time being, but Gao Zhan is at the bottom of the starting point, because he has something to ask for.

"Don't come near me..." the man hummed softly.

"Don't move around, I'll pat lightly, or you'll be in pain." Another voice came out, compared with the previous one, it was slightly deeper and full of threats.

"Ah, oh, it hurts so much, can you take it easy?" Probably it was really painful, the man's voice trembled.

In the early morning, there was such a thought-provoking conversation from Fan's family, which made the village head hesitate. He didn't know whether to break in first or ask for help. Chen Xi was beaten by his brother-in-law again?

"Grandfather of the village chief?" Fan Yangyang asked suspiciously when he saw the village chief as soon as he arrived at the door.

"Yangyang, your father, is he often beaten?" The village head bent down and asked Yangyang, hoping to get some facts.

Fan Yangyang also heard the voice, thought carefully, and finally nodded, "Dad is disobedient every day, so he can only be chased and beaten by his uncle." In his mind, every day his father screamed and was caught by Jiang Mingcheng. Applying the dregs of the medicine and patting it lightly can be regarded as a beating.

When the village chief heard this, it was serious. What the villagers talked about recently was indeed true, and he sighed sadly to Fan Yangyang, "Why don't you help your father order it."

Fan Yangyang looked innocent, and if he wanted to help, he was helping his uncle, and it was bad behavior for his father to avoid applying the medicine.

The village chief pulled the child up, "I'll go and have a look, don't go into the house yet." He was afraid that Yang Yang would also be affected.

Fan Yangyang didn't understand what it meant, so he could only stand at the door and harass Dou Zi, poking its ears and scratching its head, while Dou Zi licked Yang Yang's little hands foolishly.

The village chief went into the yard and saw a long bamboo pole on the ground. He thought it was easy, picked up the bamboo pole and rushed into the house.

A figure rushed into the door, and the room suddenly became dark. Fan Chenxi and Jiang Mingcheng looked out together. Chenxi also ignored the hot and swollen hands, stood up, and looked against the light for a few seconds. , and then asked in confusion: "Village head?"

"Hey, huh? You didn't fight?" The village chief responded first, and then realized that something was wrong. The two people in the room were sitting on the sofa, and the room smelled strongly of Chinese medicine. The sleeves and arms were dripping with black-brown medicinal juice, and some medicinal residues on it fell to the ground due to the excessive movement of standing up.

"Fight?" Chen Xizhanger's monk was puzzled, and seeing that he was still holding a bamboo pole, he was even more puzzled: "Village chief, are you here today?"

Chen Xi respected this kind and just old village head very much. When his parents passed away, the village head also protected him and helped his family a lot. Chen Xi always kept this kindness in his heart, so he learned to plant in greenhouses, Among the first group of people to teach were the two sons of the village head.

"It's fine if you don't fight, I thought..." The village head was also a little embarrassed, "What's the matter with your hand?"

"Oh, I accidentally sprained it last time I went to the city, and the doctor prescribed traditional Chinese medicine to apply it." Chen Xi glared at Jiang Mingcheng.

The village chief didn't believe it, but Chen Xi had already said that, so he couldn't say anything more, so he took Chen Xi's hand and walked aside to tell Chen Xi what he had heard.

Chen Xi couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this, and everyone could imagine it too much. After repeatedly reassuring the village chief that nothing happened, the village chief went to find Uncle Zhang with peace of mind.

The village head is a few years older than Uncle Zhang next door. They are of the same generation and share a common language. However, the village head is busy and Uncle Zhang often goes out, so the two rarely see each other.

There are more than 300 households in their Qingshan Village, which are divided into four brigades. Each team has a supervisor, and they also have a township police station here. The village head, fortunately, the village head is in good health and full of energy, and he can still run around and work on everyone's affairs.

"The hot-tempered old man." Chen Xi watched the village head leave, shook her head and said with a smile.

Jiang Mingcheng walked to the door, pulled Chen Xi back to the sofa, continued to apply the medicine residue, and Chen Xi started moaning again.I don't know what kind of medicine Dr. Yue prescribed. It felt like an ant bite. It was hot and numb, and it was very uncomfortable. However, the medicine was very effective. After a few days of continuous application, the swollen area of ​​the wrist became significantly smaller.The good effect of the medicine made Jiang Mingcheng apply the medicine three times a day when he caught him, making his teeth itch with hatred.

"Father, when will your hands be healed?" Fan Yangyang asked when he entered the room.

"Hurry up, it will be ready in a few days. When Dad's hands are healed, we'll go roast the beef tendons." Knowing that her son was thinking about the bag of beef tendons that Shunzi brought, Chen Xi smiled and agreed.

Fan Yangyang yelled like a little wolf cub, and Douzi also barked happily with his little master. Fan Yangyang barked even more vigorously. The chorus of one man and one dog made Chen Xi a headache from the noise. Chen Xi slapped the two little bastards out. anxious.

After applying the medicine, Chen Xi wanted to retract her arm, but Jiang Mingcheng pressed her hand firmly on his knee, "Hello?" Recently, Jiang Mingcheng always used the opportunity of applying the medicine to move his hands and feet.

Jiang Mingcheng played with his fingers. Since that day, he could feel that Chen Xi's attitude towards him was gradually getting better, and the topic of driving him away was stopped there, but there was no verbal agreement.Although Jiang Mingcheng was a little dissatisfied, he also knew that he couldn't scare people away. He had a lot of patience.

Chen Xi shuddered, what was Jiang Mingcheng doing with such a sinister smile?

The author has something to say: The situation of the revolution is very good, the dawn of victory is just around the corner, Mr. Jiang has entered the room, and sooner or later he will climb into bed.