Chapter 44 Chapter 44 "I sent this to Boss Qiao and had a meal there..."

What else is it called?

Qiao Zhuo rested his head on his elbow and lay on the sofa in a daze.

The difference between "brother" and "neighbor" is indeed harsh when you first hear them.

He pinched his ear, took out a photo from his phone, and gently tapped Tan Du's nose with his thumb and index finger.

He never wanted to be brothers with anyone.

Bang--

The door was pushed open, and Blanket rushed in, wagging his tail. Xiang Yuan followed breathlessly: "Come and help!"

"Be gentle!" Qiao Zhuo stood up and walked over.

"Isn't the soundproofing in your room very good?" Although he said that, Xiang Yuan still lowered his voice.

Qiao Zhuoyi picked up the vegetables and walked into the kitchen: "Why did you buy so much?"

"Then you have to let your neighbor show off his skills!"

Qiao Zhuo glanced at him.

"What? Are you jealous already?" Xiang Yuan put his hands on his hips and panted.

"So much nonsense." Qiao Zhuo raised his chin. "My phone's ringing."

Xiang Yuan still didn't get to eat the meal cooked by his "neighbor". His only ex-boyfriend, with whom he broke up once a month, sent him a video and he was lying on the bed in his house.

Master Xiang's face turned ashen, and he pressed his lips together, ready to respond.

Qiao Zhuo mimicked him: "You call this an ex-boyfriend?"

"Otherwise?" Xiang Yuan turned around and packed his things, "Why should I be so anxious when my boyfriend comes into my room now?"

He rushed out dragging the box, then suddenly turned back and sat down on the steps at the door.

Qiao Zhuo nudged him lightly with the tip of his toe: "Why did it suddenly stall?"

Xiang Yuan took out a cigarette and held it between his fingers, saying in an enigmatic tone, "You don't understand. The easier it is to get something, the less you know how to cherish it."

Two minutes later, the ride-hailing car arrived. Master Xiang patted Qiao Zhuoyi on the shoulder, raised his eyelids and glanced at the second floor: "Remember! Whoever speaks first loses! Don't rush!"

Qiao Zhuoyi was too lazy to pay attention to him and fell back on the sofa to rest.

After a while, the phone vibrated.

Xiang Yuan: [Give me a definite answer before noon! Dian Heng always knows how to push me!]

Qiao Zhuoyi: [I understand.]

The air conditioning caused the curtains to sway, and the sunlight streaming on the floor was extremely bright.

Tan Du squinted his eyes and looked for a while, then stretched and felt refreshed all over.

The pillow and quilt were filled with the scent of "Qiao Zhuoyi". He took a few deep breaths, then got up and went downstairs.

Qiao Zhuoyi was drawing on the coffee table when he heard footsteps and waved, "Wake up."

"Awake." Tan Du smiled, looked around, and then walked over and asked, "Where's Boss Xiang?"

Qiao Zhuo didn't even look up: "I have a date, so I'm leaving."

"Date?" Tan Du raised his voice and walked to sit in front of him.

"Why do you sound so happy?" Qiao Zhuo raised his eyelids.

"Really?" Tan Du pushed his glasses.

Qiao Zhuo's mind was a little confused: "Hungry."

"Right away," Tan Du asked before standing up, "Why did Boss Qiao decide to participate in the show?"

"How do you know?" Qiao Zhuoyi was a little surprised.

Tan Du didn't come back and went to the kitchen.

Qiao Zhuo stood up one by one and followed him: "How did you know?"

Tan Du gave him a handful of vegetables and said, "Pick your own."

"Talk about crossing——"

Qiao Zhuo took it and elbowed him in the side. Tan Du took it with a smile, not much force, and replied, "Let's trade."

"you say."

"Borrow the kitchen," Tan Du looked at him, "every day."

I couldn't ask for more.

Qiao Zhuo turned his face away, pretended to be silent for a few seconds, and said with his chin slightly raised, "Okay. It's your turn."

"What?" Tan Du raised his eyebrows.

"Don't play dumb!" Qiao Zhuo waved his fist.

Tan Du touched his brow with his fingertips and said with a smile, "Before you settled down, you never let go of this place."

Qiao Zhuo swallowed, wiped his face with the back of his hand, and gritted his teeth, "Try dripping water on my face again!"

"I was wrong." Tan Du apologized insincerely.

The next day, Dian Heng brought his staff to ask Qiao Zhuoyi for his signature.

Xiao Luo was stunned. After seeing him out, he whispered, "Brother Zhuo, are you going to be on TV?!"

"Online variety show," Qiao Zhuo said, "It's not on TV, why are you speaking so quietly?"

"That's what I mean!" Xiao Luo laughed, "I'm afraid this is a dream. If I speak too loudly, I'll wake up... Ouch——"

Qiao Zhuoyi slapped him on the back and said, "Get to work!"

"Okay," Zhou Jue ordered quickly, "Two American coffees with light ice. Please take a seat first, and I'll bring them to you later."

"Thank you." Dian Heng and his companions sat down by the window. Lin Wei looked around calmly.

"Do you like this place?" Dian Heng asked.

Lin Wei smiled and took out her phone to take pictures: "I have a magazine shoot coming up soon, and Songzi can't find a good location."

"Didn't you two agree to keep public and private matters separate?" Dian Heng asked.

"I'll just give her a reference." Lin Wei pointed at her own spot with a bitter laugh, "Otherwise, she'll be so worried that she won't be able to sleep at night, and I'll have to accompany her."

"Enjoy your meal, both of you." Zhou Jue put down his coffee.

"Excuse me," Lin Wei raised her hand, "Excuse me, are you the boss?"

"No, do you have something to do with our boss?" Zhou Jue asked.

"Yes," Lin Wei smiled, "Would it be convenient for you to come over and have a chat?"

"Please wait a moment, I'll ask."

Zhou Jue walked back, Xiao Lu looked at her in confusion, she shook her head and went to knock on the door opposite.

As soon as Tan Du arrived today, he was captured by Master Guan. No one knows what he is doing in such a mysterious way.

When he returned to the store, he heard that they wanted to rent a space for magazine shooting, and Tan Du smiled and refused.

The man didn't force it and just said "forget it" and let it go.

"Why did you think of coming here to shoot?" Xiao Lu muttered.

"Maybe it's because a celebrity is filming at a film studio in the next town?" Zhou Jue shook his head. "Anyway, Brother Tan has already refused."

"Wait!" Xiao Lu suddenly got excited. "Those two people just now came from Guixia, right? Could it be that Boss Qiao is going to be in the magazine?"

"No way..." Zhou Jue frowned. "When you mentioned that, I suddenly felt that one of them looked familiar. Who was it?"

"What are you thinking about?" Tan Du came over and knocked on the bar, "Get an umbrella for the guest."

"Eh? Is it raining?"

The weather fluctuated greatly, just like Baoyu's emotions in the poem "Song of the Burial of Flowers", with heavy rain and sunny days alternating continuously. After more than half a month, autumn finally arrived.

When Guiyi reopened the store after closing, the ginkgo tree had turned completely golden.

TD has entered its peak check-in period again.

Xiaolu was taking photos of the guests, and Xiaolu's bear and ginkgo tree received equal attention.

Tan Du passed by him carrying a bag, as if he had already resigned from his position as photographer.

Qiao Zhuo lowered his eyes and looked at him, his cheeks puffed up. When Tan Du looked up, he took out a lollipop and waved it, then relaxed his body and leaned back against the wall.

He went back to Jinguiyuan yesterday. Qiao Tingjin was not there. Zhang Yuru was shocked to see him.

He didn't bother to argue: "Don't worry, I'll just grab something and leave."

"What are you talking about, kid?" Zhang Yuru adjusted her expression in just a few seconds. "Mom is very welcome to have you back!"

"Really?" Qiao Zhuo looked at her.

"Of course!" Zhang Yuru smiled while pinching the bracelet on her wrist.

Qiao Zhuo looked at her no longer young face and closed his eyes. "I'll say this one last time. Lele won't change her last name. Qiao Yuyi and I are not interested in Qiao Tingjin's money. You don't need to test me again and again."

"Xiao Zhuo! Why do you say that to your mother?" Zhang Yuru suppressed the upward curve of her lips.

Qiao Zhuoyi grabbed his things and was about to leave when he sneered, "My mother died a long time ago. Do you want to disgust me or yourself?"

Zhang Yuru's forehead twitched uncontrollably, and she said vindictively, "I heard that the Liang family kid is back."

Qiao Zhuo paused and slammed the door.

Bang--

After seeing off the guests, it was already dark, but the ginkgo leaves were still so gorgeous and dazzling under the light.

When the wind blows, it looks like ripples on the river.

Qiao Zhuoyi picked up a small suitcase, put on his coat and went downstairs.

TD was closed, and when I stepped onto the store sign on the bluestone slab, my hands were empty.

He turned around and asked in surprise, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"Waiting for you." Tan Du smiled.

"Didn't I tell you to eat it yourself..."

"I know," Tan Du gestured for him to follow and put the box directly into the trunk of the SUV. "Boss Qiao is going to record a show. I'll take you there."

Qiao Zhuo saw that he didn't move.

"You have to record the show for two days, and you also have to get a tattoo. Driving there by yourself won't be enough for your body." Tan Du said with a smile.

"I haven't eaten yet." Qiao Zhuo said in a relieved tone.

"There's food in the car, let's eat first," Tan Du opened the passenger door for him, "I've made a reservation at a restaurant in City A, so we'll be able to eat there when we get there."

As soon as Qiao Zhuo sat down, he asked, "Which restaurant requires a reservation?"

Tan Du glanced at him and said a name. Qiao Zhuoyi had no idea about these things and asked, "Did Boss Tan rush over here specially to eat?"

"I came here specially to send Boss Qiao off and have a meal here." Tan Du stepped on the brakes and waited for the red light.

Qiao Zhuoyi snorted softly, and the corner of his mouth was rubbed by the fingertips. He glared at them.

Tan Du leaned back as if nothing had happened, wiped his fingers on the tissue, then stepped on the accelerator and said lightly: "Since you can't free your hands, by the way, you're welcome."

"Did I say thank you?" Qiao Zhuo leaned towards the window and used it to cool his ears.

This person has been touching me more and more inadvertently lately, and it's been excessive.

He had an idea and searched for the restaurant on Xiaomou's book.

Netizens commented that the taste is good and suitable for gatherings with friends.

Oh. We're still friends.

"What's wrong?" Tan Du asked, "Boss Qiao doesn't seem to have a good appetite. Are you nervous?"

"How do you know I don't have a good appetite?" Qiao Zhuo pointed at the whole chicken that he almost finished by himself.

"Ahem," Tan Du smiled and raised his glass, "I wish Boss Qiao a smooth recording."

Qiao Zhuoyi clinked glasses with him and said, "I wish Boss Tan a good meal."

The program recording lasted all night, and the production team didn't release the people until the morning of the third day.

As soon as Qiao Zhuo returned to the hotel, he slept all day. He had postponed all the orders he had recently booked, so he was not in a hurry to check out. He extended his stay for another day at his own expense, prepared to have a meal, and then come back to sleep.

The hotel restaurant had closed, and the staff recommended some good restaurants nearby to him.

"Zhuoyi? Qiao Zhuoyi?" A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

Qiao Zhuo turned around and opened his mouth: "Brother Liang."

"It's really you. I almost didn't recognize you just now." Liang Yizi said with a smile.

Qiao Zhuo pinched his palm and took half a step back.

"Boss Qiao." Another voice came from not far away.

Qiao Zhuo felt relieved and quickly walked over to him.