Once people get busy, time flies like water.
After the Dongzhou Summit, the latest move of Hongshi Capital caused an uproar in the public opinion.
The nine Dongzhou institutions headed by Hongshi Capital established the Dongzhou International Development Bank, and provided short-term interest-free loans to world-renowned companies at the beginning of the bank's establishment. After the list of borrowing companies was exposed,
There was a sound of scolding in China.
The companies on this list are all famous companies in Xizhou, and none of them belong to Dongzhou.
"Zhou Yancheng borrowed money from our national bank and lent it to a company in Xizhou without interest.
Isn't this betraying the country and seeking glory? A trader whispered, and quietly glanced at He Yan who was sitting with Shen Qun not far away for dinner.
It was lunch time, and the company set up a special rest room for eating and resting.
There is a TV in front of it, and the news of a certain satellite TV is broadcasting which Xizhou companies the Dongzhou International Development Bank, which is the chairman of Zhou Yancheng, has borrowed money from.
"I heard that he is the third generation of high-ranking officials. If this is the case, how could the family allow him to do this?"
"Zhou Yancheng has always been known as a 'ghost'. Maybe he has some business considerations?"
"What considerations can there be? Lend real money, and there is no interest on it. Why not lend it to domestic or Dongzhou enterprises? This is simply an ulterior secret!"
"Hush, keep your voice down, Zhou Yancheng and Mr. He are acquaintances after all..."
"What acquaintance? He just wanted to pry into the corner of Mr. Shen, and Mr. He simply ignored him, okay..."
Finally, the team leader knocked on the lunch box: "Stop talking, hurry up and eat!"
The daily routine conversations came to an abrupt end.
Shen Qun bit his chopsticks with a complicated expression: "Zhou Yancheng can really bear it, he is not afraid of being thrown rotten eggs when he goes out!"
Others couldn't understand, Shen Qun, a professional finance master, didn't see anything tricky. It was because he understood Zhou Yancheng's intention that his mood became more entangled.
As a man, Shen Qun admired Zhou Yancheng's bloodiness, but as a rival in love, Shen Qun wished he could go as far as he could.
All the personal grievances between Shen Qun and Zhou Yancheng are tied to He Yan. In Shen Qun's view, this person is the source of He Yan's pain and tragedy. On the surface, He Yan now cares deeply for Shen Qun, but Shen Qun He also noticed that there was always an undercurrent between He Yan and Zhou Yancheng.
He Yan asked him to let go of his mind, so why didn't he let him put aside the fight with Zhou Yancheng? He Yan's heart is too soft, and his tolerance is based on reason. forgive.
Silly He Yan, he even forgot that it was his young and beautiful life that was ruined in the previous life, but even if the past life is ignored, Shen Qun will never let He Yan repeat the same mistakes in this life.
Shen Qun did not dare to expect more, he only hoped to protect He Yan from harm.He looked at He Yan in front of him who was concentrating on watching the TV, his heart seemed to be thrown into a bottomless black hole, falling continuously, as if it would never end.
On the TV screen, Zhou Yancheng was attending the Dongzhou Summit. He was sitting among a group of people who were either over fifty years old or had white hair on their temples. He was undoubtedly the focus of the audience. He was young, handsome and full of vigor, like a young lion king.
Several people around him either leaned towards him, or listened to him. He listened intently, with long eyebrows flying, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, but his eyes were sharp and shining with a cold light.
He Yan's cell phone on the table suddenly buzzed twice, he picked it up, and unexpectedly saw Zhou Yancheng's text message: How are you today?
The news is broadcast in real time, when did Zhou Yancheng take the time out of his busy schedule to send him a text message?
He Yan looked carefully at the screen, only to find that Zhou Yancheng was turning a mobile phone between his fingers on the long dark table.
He Yan was speechless for a while, and replied with two simple words: very good.
Zhou Yancheng's eyebrows really moved. His palm was wide, and the special mobile phone was almost covered by him. He looked down and swept it carelessly, and the corner of his lips pulled out a soft arc.
He Yan put the phone back on the table, and continued what Shen Qun said just now: "There is fire under the word boil, and a knife under the word forbearance. Zhou Yancheng's success is inevitable. He has a tenacious heart and is never influenced by outside opinions. A rare and transparent person."
"You have spoken kindly to him again." Shen Qun lowered his eyelashes, "Recently you always speak for him."
"You, when will you learn to be right about things and not people." He Yan chuckled helplessly.
"As long as it's not Zhou Yancheng, I can treat everyone equally!"
"Even Zhou Yancheng, you should treat everyone equally. This is the kind of mind that those who achieve great things must have. Shen Qun, you should remember this." He Yan gave Shen Qun the beef in his bowl, with a smile on his face , incomparably gentle, that is almost no bottom line support and tolerance for Shen Qun.
There is something Shen Qun doesn't understand, He Yan is sparing no effort to guide him, grinding his habits like spring wind and rain.
He Yan seems to regard him as his own child...
"Don't bite the chopsticks!" He Yan frowned suddenly, and snatched Shen Qun's chopsticks. The bamboo chopsticks were bitten by Shen Qun like a dog, "How old are you? Can this bamboo chopstick be bitten? It's full of thorns. !"
He Yan changed Shen Qun's chopsticks again.
However, Shen Qun's heart felt uncomfortable as if being pricked by dense bamboo thorns, he bit the tip of his tongue, trying to shake off the sourness and suffocation that came from the tide.Shen Qun quickly pouted again, showing his signature cheeky smile, and said coquettishly to He Yan: "I don't want to eat carrots, you help me eat them!"
He Yan glanced at him helplessly, then put all the carrots into his bowl.
He Yan went to the media company in the afternoon, and when he was on his way back, it suddenly started snowing.
The heavy snow was like goose feathers and catkins, and the vehicle in front was covered with a thin layer of frost after a while, and the speed of the vehicle slowed down.
He Yan is not in a hurry, he just takes half a day off to enjoy the scenery outside the window.
The phone rang, and it was from Shen Qun: "Xiao Yan, where are you? It's snowing, see?"
"I see, I'm stuck on the road."
"Then how long will you have?"
"There must be more than half an hour. If it is blocked all the time, I'm afraid it will be later."
Shen Qun stood alone in front of the French windows, overlooking the vast land from the sixteenth floor, his chiseled face was reflected in the glass, his eyes were a little hazy, and his fingers unconsciously scratched on the window: "Xiao Yan, Christmas is almost here. "
It was only then that He Yan noticed that many shops on the street were surrounded by colorful lights, and the old man with a white beard was pasted on the window glass. It was December, and it was indeed almost Christmas.
He chuckled, "Yeah, it's almost Christmas."
Christmas is a very special day for He Yan, it is his birthday.
It is rare for Shen Qun to speak softly, with a little smile in his voice: "Do you still remember the year we first celebrated Christmas together?"
He Yan's brows were suddenly dyed with a soft look: "Of course."
The corners of Shen Qun's lips were slightly curved, but the sockets of his eyes were slightly wet: "That was the most unforgettable Christmas in my two lifetimes."
At that time, people in Huaxia didn't pay much attention to Christmas. He Yan didn't celebrate his birthday very much. His father often forgot his birthday when he was busy. He Yan's first serious birthday was celebrated by Shen Qun's family. , At that time, they were only in the first year of high school, and they had been together for less than a month.
After school that day, Shen Qun rarely waited at the door of He Yan's classroom. He Yan was surprised: "Why did you come up?"
In the same grade, He Yan's classroom is on the fifth floor, while Shen Qun's is on the first floor. He Yan usually walks with Shen Qun after school.
It was dark outside, but Shen Qun smiled brightly, he opened He Yan's schoolbag to find He Yan's cell phone, and handed it over: "Call your aunt, you are not going home tonight. "
He Yan was shocked: "Where are you going?"
His eyes were wide open, showing that he was quite shocked, Shen Qun flicked his forehead with his fingers, and said with a smirk: "Go and sell you for pork!"
"Nonsense!"
He Yan touched his forehead, the two went downstairs, they both shivered together, He Yan took out a scarf from his schoolbag, one black and one white, he put it on first for himself, then for Shen Qun, Shen Qun twisted Twisting his neck, he was about to say "no" when he remembered what day it was today, and obediently lowered his head.
"Where are you going?" The young He Yan's voice was not as cold as it is now. His voice was a little soft and waxy at that time, with a slight hoarseness that was unique to the voice-changing period.
"Go to my house, my parents are here tonight, there are a lot of delicious food at home!" Shen Qun excitedly said.
He Yan was taken aback: "Your parents are at home? Then let me go, okay?"
"What's wrong, don't be afraid, my parents are very good people, my mother likes beautiful children, she must like you!"
He Yan still hesitated, Shen Qun held his shoulders and walked forward: "I said I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, they don't know the relationship between us, even if they know, it's okay, you are so rare, not at all Lose my share!"
"But..." He Yan's voice was soft.
"No but! I'm your boyfriend, listen to me, be good!"
He Yan pursed his lips, unconvinced, but said in a very low voice: "I'm your boyfriend too!"
Shen Qun rubbed his head: "So I will listen to you, and I will be obedient!"
At that time, the Wuhe River had been snowing continuously for two consecutive days, and the snow on the main road of the school was swept away, but Shen Qun wanted to step on the flat snow-white road on the inner side, making a "creaking" sound when stepping on it. , trampled a whole piece of snow satin until it was covered with black hoof prints.
Shen Qun waved at He Yan: "He Yan, He Yan, you come too, it's fun, it's like stepping on cotton candy!"
Shen Qun was overjoyed. Some other male students saw it and ran over to step on it with him. Several boys trampled the road around the flower garden to a horrible level. I don't know who was the first to lift up the snow balls in the flower garden and aim at a The classmate smashed his head in his pocket.
Not to be outdone, the boy who was smashed gathered up a bigger one and smashed it back.
So in a short while, a group of teenagers hit each other and hit you, running and running, coming and going, white snowball cannons flying all over the sky like bullets.
He Yan stood under the street lamp and called his aunt at home. Shen Qun only said that he was staying at his house tonight, and He Yan didn't think much about it. He was always happy to be with Shen Qun.
He lowered his head slightly, so that when a big snowball suddenly flew towards him, he had no time to dodge it. The snowball hit his head with a "bang", and He Yan was almost stunned. The pain was second to none. The snowflakes splashed all over his head and face, making him shiver violently.
Shen Qun hurried over, patted the snow off for him, rubbed his forehead and asked repeatedly: "Does it hurt?"
He Yan took a breath, and although he shook his head, it was obviously painful.
Shen Qun was so angry that he was like a raging little leopard: "Wait, I'll avenge you!"
Shen Qun killed him again, he simply and rudely threw the classmate who hit He Yan to the ground violently, and the two of them rolled back and forth in the muddy snow that had already been trampled on, rolling that classmate to the ground again and again. beg for mercy.
He Yan didn't even have time to stop it, and the dozen or so boys over there rolled into a ball in an instant.
He Yan shook his head helplessly, but he felt very happy to see such lively boys. Shen Qun has always been able to get along with anyone, and he should play and make trouble. He Yan likes Shen Qun the most.
Finally, Shen Qun had enough fun there and could finally go home. Shen Qun was already like a mud monkey, and the two of them ran all the way and got into Shen Qun's car.
"Oh my god, I'm so cold!" Shen Qun's clothes were almost soaked inside and out, and his hands immediately became red and swollen after getting into the car.
He Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You hurt the enemy a thousand, and you hurt yourself eight hundred!"
Shen Qun pouted: "My hands are itchy."
He Yan shouted: "Uncle Chen, stop at the pharmacy in front."
The driver parked the car at the door of the pharmacy, and He Yan got out of the car and ran into the pharmacy, and quickly bought a frostbite ointment.
Shen Qun's ten fingers were all like little red radishes. He Yan applied medicine to him while laughing, and Shen Qun played tricks to scratch He Yan's face with his fingers covered in ointment. The two teenagers laughed all the way , and finally arrived at Shen Qun's home.
After the Dongzhou Summit, the latest move of Hongshi Capital caused an uproar in the public opinion.
The nine Dongzhou institutions headed by Hongshi Capital established the Dongzhou International Development Bank, and provided short-term interest-free loans to world-renowned companies at the beginning of the bank's establishment. After the list of borrowing companies was exposed,
There was a sound of scolding in China.
The companies on this list are all famous companies in Xizhou, and none of them belong to Dongzhou.
"Zhou Yancheng borrowed money from our national bank and lent it to a company in Xizhou without interest.
Isn't this betraying the country and seeking glory? A trader whispered, and quietly glanced at He Yan who was sitting with Shen Qun not far away for dinner.
It was lunch time, and the company set up a special rest room for eating and resting.
There is a TV in front of it, and the news of a certain satellite TV is broadcasting which Xizhou companies the Dongzhou International Development Bank, which is the chairman of Zhou Yancheng, has borrowed money from.
"I heard that he is the third generation of high-ranking officials. If this is the case, how could the family allow him to do this?"
"Zhou Yancheng has always been known as a 'ghost'. Maybe he has some business considerations?"
"What considerations can there be? Lend real money, and there is no interest on it. Why not lend it to domestic or Dongzhou enterprises? This is simply an ulterior secret!"
"Hush, keep your voice down, Zhou Yancheng and Mr. He are acquaintances after all..."
"What acquaintance? He just wanted to pry into the corner of Mr. Shen, and Mr. He simply ignored him, okay..."
Finally, the team leader knocked on the lunch box: "Stop talking, hurry up and eat!"
The daily routine conversations came to an abrupt end.
Shen Qun bit his chopsticks with a complicated expression: "Zhou Yancheng can really bear it, he is not afraid of being thrown rotten eggs when he goes out!"
Others couldn't understand, Shen Qun, a professional finance master, didn't see anything tricky. It was because he understood Zhou Yancheng's intention that his mood became more entangled.
As a man, Shen Qun admired Zhou Yancheng's bloodiness, but as a rival in love, Shen Qun wished he could go as far as he could.
All the personal grievances between Shen Qun and Zhou Yancheng are tied to He Yan. In Shen Qun's view, this person is the source of He Yan's pain and tragedy. On the surface, He Yan now cares deeply for Shen Qun, but Shen Qun He also noticed that there was always an undercurrent between He Yan and Zhou Yancheng.
He Yan asked him to let go of his mind, so why didn't he let him put aside the fight with Zhou Yancheng? He Yan's heart is too soft, and his tolerance is based on reason. forgive.
Silly He Yan, he even forgot that it was his young and beautiful life that was ruined in the previous life, but even if the past life is ignored, Shen Qun will never let He Yan repeat the same mistakes in this life.
Shen Qun did not dare to expect more, he only hoped to protect He Yan from harm.He looked at He Yan in front of him who was concentrating on watching the TV, his heart seemed to be thrown into a bottomless black hole, falling continuously, as if it would never end.
On the TV screen, Zhou Yancheng was attending the Dongzhou Summit. He was sitting among a group of people who were either over fifty years old or had white hair on their temples. He was undoubtedly the focus of the audience. He was young, handsome and full of vigor, like a young lion king.
Several people around him either leaned towards him, or listened to him. He listened intently, with long eyebrows flying, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, but his eyes were sharp and shining with a cold light.
He Yan's cell phone on the table suddenly buzzed twice, he picked it up, and unexpectedly saw Zhou Yancheng's text message: How are you today?
The news is broadcast in real time, when did Zhou Yancheng take the time out of his busy schedule to send him a text message?
He Yan looked carefully at the screen, only to find that Zhou Yancheng was turning a mobile phone between his fingers on the long dark table.
He Yan was speechless for a while, and replied with two simple words: very good.
Zhou Yancheng's eyebrows really moved. His palm was wide, and the special mobile phone was almost covered by him. He looked down and swept it carelessly, and the corner of his lips pulled out a soft arc.
He Yan put the phone back on the table, and continued what Shen Qun said just now: "There is fire under the word boil, and a knife under the word forbearance. Zhou Yancheng's success is inevitable. He has a tenacious heart and is never influenced by outside opinions. A rare and transparent person."
"You have spoken kindly to him again." Shen Qun lowered his eyelashes, "Recently you always speak for him."
"You, when will you learn to be right about things and not people." He Yan chuckled helplessly.
"As long as it's not Zhou Yancheng, I can treat everyone equally!"
"Even Zhou Yancheng, you should treat everyone equally. This is the kind of mind that those who achieve great things must have. Shen Qun, you should remember this." He Yan gave Shen Qun the beef in his bowl, with a smile on his face , incomparably gentle, that is almost no bottom line support and tolerance for Shen Qun.
There is something Shen Qun doesn't understand, He Yan is sparing no effort to guide him, grinding his habits like spring wind and rain.
He Yan seems to regard him as his own child...
"Don't bite the chopsticks!" He Yan frowned suddenly, and snatched Shen Qun's chopsticks. The bamboo chopsticks were bitten by Shen Qun like a dog, "How old are you? Can this bamboo chopstick be bitten? It's full of thorns. !"
He Yan changed Shen Qun's chopsticks again.
However, Shen Qun's heart felt uncomfortable as if being pricked by dense bamboo thorns, he bit the tip of his tongue, trying to shake off the sourness and suffocation that came from the tide.Shen Qun quickly pouted again, showing his signature cheeky smile, and said coquettishly to He Yan: "I don't want to eat carrots, you help me eat them!"
He Yan glanced at him helplessly, then put all the carrots into his bowl.
He Yan went to the media company in the afternoon, and when he was on his way back, it suddenly started snowing.
The heavy snow was like goose feathers and catkins, and the vehicle in front was covered with a thin layer of frost after a while, and the speed of the vehicle slowed down.
He Yan is not in a hurry, he just takes half a day off to enjoy the scenery outside the window.
The phone rang, and it was from Shen Qun: "Xiao Yan, where are you? It's snowing, see?"
"I see, I'm stuck on the road."
"Then how long will you have?"
"There must be more than half an hour. If it is blocked all the time, I'm afraid it will be later."
Shen Qun stood alone in front of the French windows, overlooking the vast land from the sixteenth floor, his chiseled face was reflected in the glass, his eyes were a little hazy, and his fingers unconsciously scratched on the window: "Xiao Yan, Christmas is almost here. "
It was only then that He Yan noticed that many shops on the street were surrounded by colorful lights, and the old man with a white beard was pasted on the window glass. It was December, and it was indeed almost Christmas.
He chuckled, "Yeah, it's almost Christmas."
Christmas is a very special day for He Yan, it is his birthday.
It is rare for Shen Qun to speak softly, with a little smile in his voice: "Do you still remember the year we first celebrated Christmas together?"
He Yan's brows were suddenly dyed with a soft look: "Of course."
The corners of Shen Qun's lips were slightly curved, but the sockets of his eyes were slightly wet: "That was the most unforgettable Christmas in my two lifetimes."
At that time, people in Huaxia didn't pay much attention to Christmas. He Yan didn't celebrate his birthday very much. His father often forgot his birthday when he was busy. He Yan's first serious birthday was celebrated by Shen Qun's family. , At that time, they were only in the first year of high school, and they had been together for less than a month.
After school that day, Shen Qun rarely waited at the door of He Yan's classroom. He Yan was surprised: "Why did you come up?"
In the same grade, He Yan's classroom is on the fifth floor, while Shen Qun's is on the first floor. He Yan usually walks with Shen Qun after school.
It was dark outside, but Shen Qun smiled brightly, he opened He Yan's schoolbag to find He Yan's cell phone, and handed it over: "Call your aunt, you are not going home tonight. "
He Yan was shocked: "Where are you going?"
His eyes were wide open, showing that he was quite shocked, Shen Qun flicked his forehead with his fingers, and said with a smirk: "Go and sell you for pork!"
"Nonsense!"
He Yan touched his forehead, the two went downstairs, they both shivered together, He Yan took out a scarf from his schoolbag, one black and one white, he put it on first for himself, then for Shen Qun, Shen Qun twisted Twisting his neck, he was about to say "no" when he remembered what day it was today, and obediently lowered his head.
"Where are you going?" The young He Yan's voice was not as cold as it is now. His voice was a little soft and waxy at that time, with a slight hoarseness that was unique to the voice-changing period.
"Go to my house, my parents are here tonight, there are a lot of delicious food at home!" Shen Qun excitedly said.
He Yan was taken aback: "Your parents are at home? Then let me go, okay?"
"What's wrong, don't be afraid, my parents are very good people, my mother likes beautiful children, she must like you!"
He Yan still hesitated, Shen Qun held his shoulders and walked forward: "I said I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, they don't know the relationship between us, even if they know, it's okay, you are so rare, not at all Lose my share!"
"But..." He Yan's voice was soft.
"No but! I'm your boyfriend, listen to me, be good!"
He Yan pursed his lips, unconvinced, but said in a very low voice: "I'm your boyfriend too!"
Shen Qun rubbed his head: "So I will listen to you, and I will be obedient!"
At that time, the Wuhe River had been snowing continuously for two consecutive days, and the snow on the main road of the school was swept away, but Shen Qun wanted to step on the flat snow-white road on the inner side, making a "creaking" sound when stepping on it. , trampled a whole piece of snow satin until it was covered with black hoof prints.
Shen Qun waved at He Yan: "He Yan, He Yan, you come too, it's fun, it's like stepping on cotton candy!"
Shen Qun was overjoyed. Some other male students saw it and ran over to step on it with him. Several boys trampled the road around the flower garden to a horrible level. I don't know who was the first to lift up the snow balls in the flower garden and aim at a The classmate smashed his head in his pocket.
Not to be outdone, the boy who was smashed gathered up a bigger one and smashed it back.
So in a short while, a group of teenagers hit each other and hit you, running and running, coming and going, white snowball cannons flying all over the sky like bullets.
He Yan stood under the street lamp and called his aunt at home. Shen Qun only said that he was staying at his house tonight, and He Yan didn't think much about it. He was always happy to be with Shen Qun.
He lowered his head slightly, so that when a big snowball suddenly flew towards him, he had no time to dodge it. The snowball hit his head with a "bang", and He Yan was almost stunned. The pain was second to none. The snowflakes splashed all over his head and face, making him shiver violently.
Shen Qun hurried over, patted the snow off for him, rubbed his forehead and asked repeatedly: "Does it hurt?"
He Yan took a breath, and although he shook his head, it was obviously painful.
Shen Qun was so angry that he was like a raging little leopard: "Wait, I'll avenge you!"
Shen Qun killed him again, he simply and rudely threw the classmate who hit He Yan to the ground violently, and the two of them rolled back and forth in the muddy snow that had already been trampled on, rolling that classmate to the ground again and again. beg for mercy.
He Yan didn't even have time to stop it, and the dozen or so boys over there rolled into a ball in an instant.
He Yan shook his head helplessly, but he felt very happy to see such lively boys. Shen Qun has always been able to get along with anyone, and he should play and make trouble. He Yan likes Shen Qun the most.
Finally, Shen Qun had enough fun there and could finally go home. Shen Qun was already like a mud monkey, and the two of them ran all the way and got into Shen Qun's car.
"Oh my god, I'm so cold!" Shen Qun's clothes were almost soaked inside and out, and his hands immediately became red and swollen after getting into the car.
He Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You hurt the enemy a thousand, and you hurt yourself eight hundred!"
Shen Qun pouted: "My hands are itchy."
He Yan shouted: "Uncle Chen, stop at the pharmacy in front."
The driver parked the car at the door of the pharmacy, and He Yan got out of the car and ran into the pharmacy, and quickly bought a frostbite ointment.
Shen Qun's ten fingers were all like little red radishes. He Yan applied medicine to him while laughing, and Shen Qun played tricks to scratch He Yan's face with his fingers covered in ointment. The two teenagers laughed all the way , and finally arrived at Shen Qun's home.
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