Chapter 112 It’s no use calling dad

Wen Shuang was too tired by Xuan Zhe last night and didn't wake up until noon. The annual meeting started at four o'clock in the afternoon, but he was not in a hurry. He got up, cooked a bowl of noodles, and replied to Tan Li's message despite the pain in his waist.

Tan Li said he had another meeting today, so Tang Weisheng went there first, and it would be almost an hour late for him to arrive.

Tan Li is different from others. Others can't curry favor with Wen Shuang. He knows that it's better to please Wen Shuang than to please President Xuan. As for their brotherly relationship, it's just a matter of saying hello when you're late.

This is the largest annual meeting held by Quanyi throughout the year. Not only company employees but also leading figures from various industries attend.

President Xuan was particularly attentive when he "made a mistake". He came back with seafood to pick people up at two o'clock in the afternoon. At that time, Wen Shuang had just put on a light gray suit given by Ran Yao. Her legs were straight and her waist was thin. Seeing Xuan Zhe staring at her, Wen Shuang felt a little proud and funny at the same time. As soon as she put on the watch, she was hugged from behind.

"No." Wen Shuang refused without asking why. "My waist hurts so badly."

Xuanzhe pressed a certain spot accurately upon hearing this, "Here?"

Wen Shuang almost fell into the man's arms with her legs going weak, but when he cried out in pain, Xuan Zhe was genuinely concerned and didn't have any romantic thoughts, so he pulled him to sit on the edge of the bed and gave him a careful massage for a while.

"Hmm..." Wen Shuang squinted her eyes comfortably and leaned on Xuanzhe's shoulder, "If your craft company can't continue, let's open a massage parlor." Then she thought about it and realized that Xuanzhe could only serve him alone, so she changed the subject: "Tan Li said to come an hour later, and I agreed."

"He's quite calculating." Xuanzhe said solemnly, "If Tan Li didn't have this relationship with you and Weisheng, he wouldn't have to come if he was late for even one minute today."

Wen Shuang just smiled, and when he was about to leave, the system automatically turned into a ball and rushed into his pocket.

In the car, Xuanzhe was still reminding him, "Today is Quan Yi's place, you don't have to worry about anything. The pastries and meals are all prepared by foreign chefs, and they have gathered specialties from five countries. Eat as much as you want, understand?"

Wen Shuang replied, "Okay."

Mr. Xuan worries every day that he can’t feed his quails enough.

Wen Shuang didn't expect to meet Zhou Qing at the door.

The young man was wearing black pants and a white shirt, with his cuffs slightly rolled up, revealing a small part of his thin, pale arm. He was directing a staff member to deliver a dark blue flower to the lobby. Although Cao Nanyu's invitation was casual, Zhou Qing did not dare to let his guard down. He carefully studied Quanyi's corporate culture and found that the company's logo was dark blue. He happened to have planted irises of the same color, which were arranged quite delicately. This thoughtful arrangement was indeed eye-catching.

Xuanzhe didn't care about these things, as they were almost all fine. But after taking a quick look at Zhou Qing, he felt that he was indeed a very delicate person, just like Wen Shuang to some extent. No wonder they could get along so well.

Wen Shuang was holding a bottle of water. Seeing a thin layer of sweat on Zhou Qing's forehead, she handed it to him and said, "Drink it quickly."

Zhou Qing's expression was clear, and he didn't have time to refuse. He considered it for a moment, then smiled and said to Wen Shuang, "Thank you very much."

Xuanzhe stepped forward, and Wen Shuang introduced him to him: "My boyfriend."

Zhou Qing still looked calm and composed. "Hello, Mr. Xuan. I've long heard of you. Thank you for taking the trouble to help me with this flower purchase."

Wen Shuang looked at Xuan Zhe in surprise. What did he mean?

Xuanzhe nodded: "It's a piece of cake. Besides, Mr. Zhou's flowers are very nice. I think all the guests tonight will like them."

A few of them exchanged greetings, and as more and more people gathered, they all looked at Xuanzhe, waiting for the opportunity to come up and talk to him.

Wen Shuang knew that Xuanzhe didn't like this, so she decided to go upstairs first. Zhou Qing, who had just had a good chat with them, became the target of "siege". A bunch of people asked him all kinds of questions, but when they asked, they found out that he was a gardener. They were immediately disappointed.

Zhou Qing didn't care about this gap. He remained calm from beginning to end and continued with his unfinished work.

Across the crowd, Yu Ze was looking at Zhou Qing calmly. He had heard the conversation of so many people just now and was surprised at Zhou Qing's identity. But if Zhou Qing was Wen Shuang's friend, then everything would be easy to explain. After all, Xuan Zhe doted on Wen Shuang, and that was just because he loved Wen Shuang.

Her appearance is not particularly breathtaking, but she is memorable at first sight.

Zhou Qing seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head to look. Yu Ze did not dodge or avoid them, and their eyes met immediately. Occasionally someone passed by. After a moment, Zhou Qing nodded first, and then Yu Ze did the same gesture, which was a simple greeting. He had no intention of going forward to talk. He was just a garden craftsman, not of much value.

For those who like to measure the value of everything, there will always be a day when they are willing to pay the full value.

Zhou Qing drank all the water Wen Shuang brought him in two gulps. He had been standing here for three hours and was somewhat exhausted, but he would feel bad if he didn't finish it. After all, the price Quan Yi offered this time was not low, and he bought all the water. This was the biggest profit Zhou Qing had made since he started to concentrate on taking care of the flower garden.

"Still busy." Yang Lian came over with a pastry. Although he was Wen Shuang's assistant and Wen Shuang hadn't had much work recently, Quan Yi didn't keep idle people, so he was still busy like a top following Zhu Lian. When he came today, he hurriedly said hello to Zhou Qing. He had just spared some time recently: "Haven't you eaten yet? Let's eat something first."

Zhou Qing didn't hesitate, taking the piece and stuffing it into his mouth. They had been close since college. Zhou Qing's family was modest, while the Yang family hadn't fallen on hard times. Yang Lian was a sought-after young master, but then his fortunes suddenly fell. Not letting Yang Lian down, Zhou Qing did his best to help him. Although he didn't have much money, he scraped together a full 200,000 yuan and gave it to Yang Lian, telling him not to give up and that life could go on. It was Zhou Qing's guidance that gave Yang Lian, who had lost all hope, the motivation to survive. They were truly close friends.

I haven't had any romantic feelings for her. Zhou Qing has always liked men, and Yang Lian had a normal sexual orientation in college, but later she met that shameless Li Junshan...

Anyway, to sum it up in one sentence, two Os will not lead to any results...

Zhou Qing smiled and said a few words to Yang Lian. When he was about to take the second bite, the plate of pastries was suddenly overturned by someone.

The incident happened suddenly and they were unable to react.

Yang Lian was stunned for a moment, and when he saw who it was, his face suddenly darkened, his eyes were cold, and he asked word by word: "What are you doing?"

"Oh, you are a wage earner at Quanyi, and you talk to me like that." The man who came was about the same age as Yang Lian. He was dressed in designer clothes and followed by four or five bodyguards. Needless to say, he came from a wealthy family. He used to be Yang Lian and Zhou Qing's roommate in college, but they were not in the same league at all. Although Yang Lian was born into a famous family, he did not fall behind in his studies and was admitted based on his actual ability. But this Li Chaoqin was admitted with his parents' money. He was a lazy rich second generation. The Li family also contributed to the Yang family's downfall. They were old friends, but it was their turn that was their old enemies.

For a period of time, Li Chaoqin heard his father praise Yang Lian more than once, and he said bluntly, "If the Li family could produce such a person, he would wake up laughing in his dreams." Needless to say, what an insult this was to Li Chaoqin. Now, the praised Yang Lian works at Quanyi, and the suit he wears is just an ordinary brand. He has gone from a phoenix to a pheasant, and no longer has the glory of the past.

So when they met again after many years and the opportunity came to him, Li Chaoqin naturally wanted to humiliate them severely.

Li Chaoqin had no grudge against Zhou Qing, but Zhou Qing was Yang Lian's friend and the kind of top student he hated the most.

It’s better to do it today than to wait for another day.

Li Chaoqin's face revealed a bit of ferocity. He was brainless, but relying on his family background, he was ruthless in bullying others. He smiled crookedly, winked at the bodyguard on the side, and then looked at Yang Lian. He was still nonchalant, but there was hatred in his eyes. "Look, pick up the cakes on the ground and eat them. You two can come together and write off the old things. Otherwise, I know Quan Yi's HR director well, and I'll say a few good words for you."

In Zhou Qing's impression, Yang Lian had never taken the initiative to provoke Li Chaoqin. It was because this person was too self-conscious and sensitive. But it was useless to say these things. Li Chaoqin didn't realize it at all, and he didn't listen. Seeing the veins on the back of Yang Lian's hand bursting, Zhou Qing took a step forward and whispered: "I'll eat it. If I eat it, can you please stop bothering Yang Lian?"

Zhou Qing's temperament has become more and more indifferent in recent years, and his indifference is tinged with fatigue and a desire for liberation. Some humiliations have long lost their meaning to him, but Yang Lian is different, he still has a long life to live.

"Are you crazy?" Yang Lian glared at Zhou Qing and lowered his voice: "Don't you know what kind of person he is? Even if you eat him, he will say the same thing!" But Yang Lian was not afraid. Li Chaoqin probably didn't know that he was Wen Shuang's assistant, so if he really didn't know, he would tell Wen Shuang.

"Who am I?" Li Chaoqin's face darkened a little bit. "Yang Lian, do you still think you are the Yang family's most beloved young master? Xiao Wang, help him."

The bodyguards behind Li Chaoqin rushed forward. Yang Lian pushed Zhou Qing away from the battlefield in the first time, but someone held his shoulders down in the next second. The opponent used great force and he could not break free at all. Someone picked up the cakes on the ground and stuffed them into his mouth. Yang Lian turned his head desperately. Zhou Qing shouted and many people looked over here.

Can't eat! Yang Lian resisted violently, he only had this proud spirit left, and he folded under Li Junshan a little. He accepted the temptation, but what was Li Chaoqin?

Yang Lian seemed to hear Li Chaoqin say "find a way" in an angry voice, and then he was punched hard in the abdomen. His eyes went dark and tinnitus came surged in his ears, but even so, Yang Lian did not open his mouth to cry out in pain. The veins on his neck bulged, and he swallowed the breath. The next second, someone gently pulled him, and the restraints on his body suddenly disappeared. With a burst of chaos, his body became lighter and fell into a familiar embrace.

Yang Lian was gently patted on the cheek, accompanied by a few cherishing caresses. The breath that had not yet sunk into his heart suddenly came up as if someone was supporting him, followed by a violent cough.

"Are you okay, Yang Lian?"

This time, Yang Lian heard Li Junshan's voice.

"What's wrong with you..." Yang Lian spoke with difficulty, coughing and wheezing. After finally easing up, he turned around and saw Li Junshan leaning in, as if trying to hear what he was saying. The words on his lips suddenly changed, and Yang Lian smiled and said, "Silly."

Lei Wenxu pulled Yu Feng aside quietly. It was the first time he saw such a terrifying look on his childhood friend's face.

Yu Feng was also worried: "Why not stop them? After all, we are in Quanyi."

Lei Wenxu looked at Yang Lian, whose face was pale, and empathized with him. He decisively let Li Junshan vent his anger, "If it were me, Quan Yi would have solved the murder case today."

Yu Feng: "..." He actually felt a little sweet inside and was he being led astray?

Li Chaoqin stared at Li Junshan blankly: "Cousin, cousin"

Lei Wenxu felt that it would be better if this idiot didn't call him "cousin".

Sure enough, Li Junshan handed the man over to Zhou Qing who rushed up, his jaw tense. Suddenly, he attacked and punched Li Chaoqin. Today, it’s useless to call him brother or even dad.

Li Chaoqin leaned back and blood spurted out of his nose.

Xuanzhe, who just came out from the third floor: "..."

Wen Shuang: “Wow~”