Flammable and explosive

At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the study of the Chen family.

"Look at this." Sitting on the boss's chair, Chen Chen signaled the person opposite to open the file bag with his eyes.

Lu Yao opened the file bag and took out a thick stack of manuscripts inside.He flipped through it carefully, his scrutinizing eyes traversing the manuscript paper.He pointed to a few data and calculated quickly in his mind.Then he raised his eyes and said to Chen Chen, "The calculation is precise and the strokes are meticulous. It is a very professional engineering drawing."

Chen Chen was holding a pencil between his two fingers, and the pencil nimbly twirled twice in the gap between his fingers.After hearing Lu Yao's words, his eyes narrowed, and he lowered his head to draw on his clean sketch paper.

"Who do you think drew this?"

Lu Yao hesitated to report the names of the two engineers, but Chen Chen denied them one by one.Chen Chen held the pen in one hand to outline the lines in the pen, raised his finger and shook it gently.

He smiled with his eyebrows slightly bent, and drew two strokes lightly on the paper with his hand, and a portrait gradually emerged.

"Ye Ruming's subordinate Tang Yinqiu."

Lu Yao's expression seemed to be choking on an egg. He looked at Chen Chen in disbelief and then at the engineering drawing in his hand, and couldn't help exclaiming: "The one who has been in jail for ten years?! I Damn, is it true or not?"

Chen Chen lowered his head and concentrated on painting, the tip of the brush moved to the middle of the drawing paper, the strokes became softer, and the man's chin was traced out.

"Really, he has a double degree in Civil Engineering and Architecture from T University."

"..." Lu Yao was no longer surprised. He looked at the pictures again and again, and muttered to himself, "Now the gangsters have such high requirements for academic qualifications..."

Chen Chen was holding an eraser to soften the outline of the portrait.Hearing that he smiled, and gently wiped off the eraser with his fingers, he looked away in satisfaction, then raised his head and said to Lu Yao: "Yes, your master's degree is no longer popular."

Lu Yao pursed his lips. Just as he was about to speak, Chen Chen turned serious and said to him, "You follow this project, and try his water by the way."

Lu Yao's expression also became serious, he nodded and stuffed the manuscript back into the folder, when he suddenly thought of something, he raised his hand and patted the table and said, "By the way, Brother Chen, Yu Xiaoguang can't follow up now , you have to call me personally to do risk prediction and control."

Chen Chen's hand holding the pen stopped suddenly, he slowly raised his eyes and glanced at the person opposite, and pursed his lower lip.He almost forgot about it.

Lu Yao looked at Chen Chen's expression and knew that he didn't react.Just as he was thinking that this matter might be a bit difficult, he suddenly caught a sharp glimpse of the person on the drawing paper.His eyes focused a few clusters at once, but his words converged a lot when he spoke.He moved his chair forward and said meaningfully: "Actually, there is a suitable candidate..."

Chen Chen followed his gaze, his eyes were lowered, and his eyelashes covered his eyes.He raised his hand to reveal the half-covered drawing paper, on which the facial features of the portraits were profound and three-dimensional, especially those eyes that were as drunk as peach blossoms, and they were full of power.

Lu Yao secretly looked at Chen Chen's expression, and seeing that he didn't make a sound, he boldly continued: "M majored in finance, such a project is really suitable for him."

Chen Chen was silent for a few seconds, he neither agreed nor refused.He opened the drawer and put the painting back, and then put the pencil back into the pen holder. He crossed his fingers, and the fingers were cold on the tiger's mouth.

"Go back and get ready, I will find someone for you within three days."

Lu Yao nodded and said yes, he stood up and walked out of the study with the file folder, when he closed the door, he caught a glimpse of Chen Chen's thoughtful eyes through the crack of the door.

Chen Chen sank into the sofa chair, his fingers were naturally curled up and down from time to time.There seems to be an answer in my heart.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Chen Chen groped for the kitchen wall in the dark. With a "click", the light turned on.He took the cup to the teapot and poured half a cup, but he still felt empty in his stomach.He went to the company during meal time, and he was busy for several hours. At this moment, he was very hungry.Chen Chen opened the refrigerator to look for something to eat, but Sister An always ordered to eat as much as she could, but there was not even a single bite of food left.

Ah Ting, a dead boy, eats so much that he doesn't know how to save a mouthful for his uncle.Chen Chen thought resentfully, he closed the refrigerator embarrassingly, opened the freezer and began to look inside.After searching for a long time, I finally found a pack of quick-frozen dumplings.

Chen Chen took it and turned back to the stove, took out an old casserole from the closet, filled it with water and put it on the stove.He pressed the switch, and the flames burst out immediately.Gradually, the water waves began to roll, and a little hot steam began to run up.Chen Chen tore open the package with his hands, and the little pellets fell down like snowballs.Chen Chen took a spoon to stir, and at this moment, he saw a bag of red bean paste slanted from the corner of his eyes. He picked it up and took off the clip with one hand, poured the red bean paste into the pot and stirred together.After a while, Xiaoyuanzi floated up, Chen Chen turned off the fire, and took a bowl from the cupboard to put it in. The scent wafted over, making him even more hungry.

Chen Chen took a sip from the bowl, the sweetness was moderate.Just as he was about to take it back to his room to drink, his body suddenly stopped, and some of the pot was still steaming.There was a flash of light in Chen Chen's eyes, he almost sighed lightly, then took out another bowl to put out the remaining balls, then went to the stove to find some sugar and sprinkled it in the bowl.

He returned upstairs with two bowls of red bean paste balls, but stopped in a room.He tentatively asked through the door: "Ah Ting, are you asleep?"

Before there was a second shout, the door was opened from the inside.Chen Ting was naked to the waist, and the gauze was only half wrapped around the wound. He stared blankly at Chen Chen and even forgot to turn sideways to let him in.

When Chen Chen saw his appearance, his expression changed instantly.He gave Chen Ting a sideways look, and forced to walk away.Chen Ting was awakened by his sudden aura, and he went around to the doorknob to close the door.Only two heavy beeps were heard, and the bowl was placed on the desk.

"Come here!" Chen Chen pulled a chair and sat down, Chen Ting didn't dare to neglect, walked over and sat down by the bed.Chen Chen approached, took the unwrapped gauze from his hand, lowered his head and began to change his dressing carefully.His fingertips were warm from holding the bowl just now, and they seemed to slip across his chest, making him feel numb and crisp.Chen Ting's eyelids drooped slightly. From his angle, Chen Chen's aura lingered in his nostrils, and the subtle lines in the corners of his eyes could be seen at a glance, and the trembling eyelashes covered his eyes.Because of his bandaging action, his chest was slightly lowered, and the buttons of his unbuttoned pajamas vaguely exposed a large area of ​​skin on his chest.

Chen Ting's hand was clenched suddenly, he swallowed nervously, but his eyes were not willing to move an inch.

"You son of a bitch, it's over!" Chen Chen pushed Chen Ting pretending to be angry, and opened the distance between the two of them.Chen Ting coughed, then picked up the shirt on the bed and lowered his head to button it carefully.

"Uncle, what do you want from me?" Chen Ting, who had put on his clothes, returned to his playful smile. Chen Chen snorted angrily, then turned around and handed a bowl of small balls to Chen Ting.

"It's overcooked, I'll bring you a bowl." Chen Ting reached out to take it, but his fingers inadvertently covered Chen Chen's hand, touching the back of the hand with distinct knuckles, tracing its steep outline.

"Red bean paste!" Chen Ting took a sip and put it into his mouth, looking at Chen Chen in surprise.Chen Chen's heart softened when he saw his expression, but his expression remained calm.

"I added a lot of sugar, it's sweet." He called out Chen Ting's nickname unexpectedly, and Chen Ting was choked immediately. He covered his mouth and coughed violently twice, his face flushed suddenly.

Chen Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled, and picked up another bowl and started eating.

You can't sink, but you can always get lost.Every time Chen Ting took a bite, the thoughts in his heart became more greedy.