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On the phone, Wen Chang asked in detail about Qiao Xing's favorite dishes and preferred tastes.

Wen Chang, on the other hand, spoke slowly, with a low voice, and asked every word seriously, giving people a gentle feeling, which was very different from Wen Changrong's fast-paced, gun-like way of speaking.

With just a few words, Qiao Xing unconsciously relaxed. He almost forgot that his identity and Wen Changze were very different, and that he had only met a few times since now. Instead, he felt like he was in a neighbor who had known him for many years. The illusion of a big brother having a dinner date.

In the end, the two set the time for tomorrow afternoon, and Wen Chang said goodbye: "It's almost time, I have to get up to see how the garden is doing, then Xiao Qiao...see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah!" Qiao Xing nodded vigorously on the phone: "See you tomorrow, Young Master Wen."

……

Everything went smoothly unexpectedly, Qiao Xing hung up the phone, and felt some unreality caused by the extra smoothness, but soon, such unreality was left behind by him.

The male god is going to have dinner with him!

Ahhhhh!

Qiao Xing threw herself on the bed and couldn't help rolling twice.

The bed in the room was very small, Qiao Xing couldn't roll a few times before returning to the bedside, he just looked up and saw the winter solstice placed on the bedside.

There were a lot of things going on during this period, and he was able to meet the real Wen Changze, so he rarely touched this bottle of hard-won perfume.

Seeing it now, Qiao Xing couldn't help but took down the winter solstice again.

Unscrew the bottle cap, and a familiar smell hits the nostrils.

Ordinary perfume is like opium that can cause hallucinations. Qiao Xing seemed to have seen himself and Wen Changze sitting face to face, eating and chatting.

Ah, it is.

Qiao Xing couldn't describe the excitement at this moment in words, he just held the perfume bottle tightly, facing the rising sun faintly in front of the window.

The first ray of light at dawn shines on the perfume bottle, and the light refracts finely through the glass bottle, and spots of light fall into Qiao Xing's eyes. Sleep will have a sweet dream.

……

Qiao Xing really had a sweet dream.

He dreamed that when he was back in the second grade of elementary school, he got a rare good grade in the final exam, and brought the test paper with No.3 in front of his mother. His mother was delighted at first, and then couldn't help but hug him into her arms. Li patted his head and said that tomorrow he would take him to eat his favorite ice cream and take him to the playground.

Ice cream, playground.

It is probably irresistible and loved by every child.

……

Although the two 'expired' Xuemei Niangs taste bad, they are better than satiety.

Qiao Xing fell asleep until three o'clock in the afternoon, and the gardeners who came back from work outside the door chatted noisily, with heavy footsteps.

Qiao Xing picked up the phone in a daze to check the time, and saw a text message sent at some time.

The text message is from Uncle Wu, and the content is: Mr. Qiao, please give me a call when you wake up. I will ask the kitchen to prepare food for you. When it is ready, I will send someone to your door.

Uncle Wu really understood him, he knew that he was lazy, and he had to bring food to the door.

Since someone delivered food to your door, why would you refuse it? Qiao Xing touched his empty stomach and called Uncle Wu.

……

After ordering, Qiao Xing lay lazily on the bed and was about to swipe his phone.

As soon as he swiped to unlock it, the app popped up a message prompt.

"The collapse of the Qianda shopping mall: Wen Changrong, the largest CEO of the Wen Group, led the team to personally apologize! All the buildings currently under construction will be demolished, and a second free reconstruction will be carried out, and the surrounding landscape of the shopping mall will be built free of charge. Welcome everyone to come and supervise."

Qiao Xing clicked in, and all he saw was a photo of Wen Changrong leading several middle-level officials bowing and apologizing.

No wonder Wen Changrong made a special effort to tidy up today, because he was going to make a public apology.

The content of the press release is similar to the title, but Wen Changrong's original apology is attached to the press release. The words are sincere, and while compensating, he also promises that there will never be any problems in the future.

From the perspective of Wen's project valuation, the project of Qianda Plaza is not a big one, just like what Shen Qinlan said, it is a small project worth around one million.

For such a small project of around one million yuan, Wen Changrong, the biggest decision-maker of the Wen Group, was willing to apologize in person. Undoubtedly, the apology was full of sincerity.

The compensation measures mentioned by Wen Changrong are nothing to those who don’t understand, but anyone who pays attention to construction will know that there have been many buildings and houses in accidents throughout the ages, but very few of them can say that they have all been overthrown and rebuilt. Not much.

For this kind of thing, what most construction companies will do is 'repair the collapsed wall' and 'repair the crack', and they can't even guarantee that it will not collapse again in the future.

After all, what everyone sees is only the words 'overthrow and rebuild', but for an enterprise, human, material and financial resources... are all real money and energy.

At least half of the profits will be spit out, and at the most, it will not be enough to compensate the profits, and employees will leave because they cannot bear the high pressure.

Not to mention that Wen Changrong later promised to repair the landscape around the shopping mall for free, which is another expensive expense.

Qiao Xing didn't know how much Wen's family made from this business, but he knew that after such compensation, the profit was estimated to be very little.

However, Wen Changrong's handling of it in this way saved the Wen family's dishonesty to the greatest extent.

To the public, he personally led the team to bow and apologize to the camera, and gave the answer that everyone is welcome to supervise in the future. To the partners, the overthrow and reconstruction plus the free repair of the landscape, the profit is not much, and he even pays some money to go in. The apology is full of sincerity.

For the long-term development of an enterprise, the reputation is far higher than the immediate interests. Obviously, Wen Changrong has done a good job.

……

After reading the news, Qiao Xing swiped to the comments, and saw that the one with the most likes was a candid photo of Shen and Wen kissing in the back seat of the car.

Wen Changrong was still wearing the suit he wore when he apologized. It seemed that after the apology was over, the man in the photo was bending over to get into the back seat of the car. Shen Qinlan leaned slightly over half of his body. Clothed, it is not clear where the kiss is, but the two people in the photo are undoubtedly extremely intimate, and they seem to be kissing stickily.

The caption on this photo is: "(Goutou) Does anyone know who the cooperative company that caused the Wen's Group to overturn this time is? And your Hong Kong, surnamed Shen, picked it up on the Diya Forum four years ago..."

As soon as Qiao Xing saw this, the door rang.

Here comes the meal!

He immediately threw the phone away and opened the door.

Stewed chicken with ginseng, herbal porridge, stewed fish with yam...familiar nourishing ingredients, and a familiar feeding aunt.

Qiao Xing blinked: "Where's my spicy crayfish mapo tofu fried chicken?"

"Mr. explained before that spicy and greasy food is not conducive to wound recovery, so it cannot be eaten."

"……"Fine.

……

In a blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Qiao Xing woke up early in the morning and saw Wen Changrong in the distance getting into the car with his arms around Shen Qinlan's waist. The two of them were face to face, nose to nose, and they looked like they were sticking together even at work, as if they were even closer than before the quarrel.

Qiao Xing yawned while brushing his teeth, and moved his eyes away.

After washing up, he casually ate some fruit for breakfast, and then began to read the flower language of various flowers and posts related to flower planting.

——I'm going to have dinner with the male god tonight, he has to do some homework, and then there will be something to talk about.

……

It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and Qiao Xing arrived at the door of the house on time.

Uncle Chen was already standing at the gate of the yard, the gate of the iron fence was open, Uncle Chen nodded slightly when he saw him.

"Mr. Qiao, you are here."

"Good afternoon, Uncle Chen." Qiao Xing handed over a few boxes of pastries that he had prepared in advance. "This is for you and Master Wen. Although the price is not expensive, it is delicious."

"Mr. Joe is polite."

Chen Bo carried the things in his hands and led Qiao Xing to the yard.

Wen Changze's house is a small four-story white western-style building with reliefs similar to Wen's mansion, but in comparison, the entire house is more than a little smaller, and the architectural style of the house is not grand. The decorations on the top of the small building and There are occasional wisps of moss on the four corners of the eaves, and the side walls are covered with creepers that have been left over the years.

Even though Qiao Xing had seen this house thousands of times from a distance, he was still a little nervous to get close at this moment.

Getting a little closer, Qiao Xing saw a silver wheelchair at the door of the house.

Wen Chang sat in a wheelchair and smiled when he saw him.

"coming."

"Yeah!" Qiao Xing was a little excited for a moment, "Good afternoon, Young Master Wen."

"Good afternoon." Wen Chang nodded, his eyes fell on his right hand: "Is your hand... hurt again?"

"Ah." Only then did Qiao Xing look down at his bigger pig's trotter: "Uh... yes... I accidentally hurt it during work that night."

Wen Changze frowned slightly, and said, "Be more careful in the future."

"Um……"

Wen Chang greeted him: "Come on, come and sit first."

Uncle Chen stepped forward to push the wheelchair, and Qiao Xing followed into the house.

Entering the interior of the house, it is completely different from the appearance of the white western-style building. The furniture in the living room on the first floor is Chinese style, with reddish-brown wooden sofa tables and chairs, an exquisite and compact incense burner, and there is even a small Buddhist hall on the side of the living room .

Well... people are really strange animals.

In the same family environment, Wen Changrong spent many years recuperating abroad, but he prefers the Chinese style. He also has the aloofness of an ancient hermit, while Wen Changrong lives in China, but prefers the European modern style. People are vigorous and resolute born out of a high-intensity society.

Wen Chang introduced to him which is the living room and which is the kitchen. Qiao Xing listened silently, and finally the two came to the restaurant on the top floor.

The familiar Xue Mei Niang came into view, Qiao Xing couldn't help swallowing.

"Let's have some snacks first." Wen Chang pushed the dessert plate over, "Your hand is injured, and you can't eat the dishes I mentioned yesterday. I just ordered the chef to make it again, and it may take a while."

"Ah?" Qiao Xing hurriedly waved his hand: "There's no need to redo it, it's too troublesome... It doesn't matter if I eat what I said yesterday, I like it anyway."

"You can't eat it if you like it. Spicy and greasy are not conducive to wound recovery." Wen Changze's attitude was very firm, and Qiao Xing felt that these words were inexplicably familiar, as if the servant had conveyed exactly the same words to him yesterday.

Really worthy of being two brothers.

Qiao Xing nodded: "Okay, listen to you."

The two of them had dinner half an hour late, but Wen Changze was obviously not in the style of 'eat without talking' here, the two talked and laughed at the table.

Wen Chang is really very different from Wen Changrong. Qiao Xing was a little nervous at first, but then he completely relaxed. The homework he did yesterday was not in vain. The two chatted a lot at the dinner table and had a good time.

At the dinner table, Qiao Xing deliberately ate very slowly, and after talking about flowers, he slowed down even more.

Now there are only three days until the end of the month. After this meal, maybe he and Wen Chang will not see each other again for a long, long time.

Wen Chang, on the other hand, seemed unaware of his slowing down of eating, so he just took a chopstick of herbal fried meat with his serving chopsticks and asked, "When did Xiao Qiao come to Wen's house?"

"..." Qiao Xing didn't expect that Wen Changze would talk to him about this today, he hesitated for a while, and said something random: "I probably came here two or three months ago."

"Two or three months ago? That's a very short time." Wen Chang asked him again: "Then why do you want to resign? Now that you resign, it's hard to find a job outside that can compare with the treatment of the Wen family."

"..." Qiao Xing glanced at the bitter fried pork in the bowl, ate a piece of it patiently, and replied, "...There are many reasons."

"Is it because of...Shen...?"

"No, it's not just this..." For a while, Qiao Xing couldn't think of a reason, and he said casually: "Anyway, it's not suitable, work, there are too many unsatisfactory things, I can't explain."

"Then..." Wen Changze's eyes fell on his face, and he asked softly, "If you can stay, do you want to stay?"

"..." This question was really unexpected.

Qiao Xing raised his eyes, just in time to meet Wen Changze's eyes.

"Ah, don't get me wrong." Wen Chang smiled and shook his head: "I don't want to do anything, it's just..."

"……only?"

"Well... Actually, I wanted to ask this question when I met you for the first time, but I felt it was too abrupt." Wen Chang looked at him, and hesitantly said, "About 11 years ago...you were Wasn't there a car accident?"

"..."

"The place of hospitalization is Ren'ai Hospital on West Road... Ward 504?"

"Yes... yes." Qiao Xing became excited immediately, "Do you still remember me?"

"...Remember." Wen Changze's pupils reflected his face, and the man's eyes seemed to be tinged with joy: "I thought you looked familiar the first time I saw you, but so many years have passed... Some dare not admit it.”

"It's me!" Qiao Xing's eyes brightened, and Wen Chang couldn't help laughing too.

It seemed that the two of them looked at each other and smirked a little stupidly, but Wen Chang lowered his head first and picked up a piece of fungus that he didn't know what it was for Qiao Xing.

"Come on, eat more to replenish your body."

"Oh..." Qiao Xing was still immersed in the joy of the two knowing each other. He took a large chopstick of medicinal food and mushrooms into his mouth, and was wrinkling his face from the bitterness when the phone rang.

Qiao Xing took out his phone and saw it was from his assistant Chen Qi.

No, answering the phone in this kind of place will reveal your secrets.

Qiao Xing pressed the phone.

Chen Qi hit the second one again.

His assistant wouldn't look for him if he had nothing to do, and he still looked for him in such a hurry.

Just when Qiao Xing was hesitant to pick it up, Wen Chang said: "Go straight to the right and there is a balcony. The glass door is made of bulletproof glass and can be closed."

The implication is that the sound insulation effect of the balcony is good.

"Oh," soon the second phone also stopped, and Chen Qi called the third, Qiao Xing had to get up: "Then I'll answer the call."

"it is good."

……

Qiao Xing took the phone to the balcony, closed the balcony door tightly, and pressed the answer button.

"Hey……"

"Boss, why have you been there recently?"

"Me? On vacation."

"Vacation??? You don't check Weibo on vacation?"

"I'm busy, I don't brush much, what's wrong?"

"Look at Weibo...and those news apps..." Chen Qi hesitated to speak, "We have to find a way to control the fermentation of the speech, I guess this time we have to spend a lot of money to hire a navy .”