Chapter 143 Zhou Chong: I was flirted with

The database of an American laboratory used by Tan Cheng for his mathematical model project had problems, so Tan Cheng flew to the United States. Before leaving, Tan Cheng put the heavy responsibility of the project team on Shan Qingshan. Shan Qingshan was so busy that he didn't even go to the dinner where You Liang celebrated the successful cooperation with Tang Liming. In addition, due to the time difference, the number of video calls between Shan Qingshan and Zhou Chong dropped sharply. He always sent messages and couldn't reply in time.

The contact with Tan Cheng regarding the project is almost more than that with Zhou Chong.

Tan Cheng’s response was always simple.

Today is different.

[Do you have time after class? Please help me see someone. His name is Cen Wenxing. Have you met him? He is sick and refuses to take medicine.]

Shan Qingshan agreed.

Tan Cheng sent out several drug names, followed by the address and the password to Tan Cheng’s door lock.

Shan Qingshan went over after class and saw Cen Wenxing, who was wearing a mask and wrapped in a coat and muttering to himself, standing at the door.

"Password...Tan Cheng's birthday..."

He took out his cell phone, tapped twice, and then entered the door lock code.

The door is unlocked.

Shan Qingshan walked over.

Cen Wenxing turned his head. There was a fever-reducing patch on his forehead and he was wearing a mask. He had a little red fever and looked very ill.

"You were at the last dinner..."

"Shan Qingshan." Shan Qingshan gave his name and handed over the medicine. "Senior Tan asked me to buy the medicine and watch you take it."

"Oh, thank you, please come in."

Shan Qingshan came in.

Cen Wenxing poured him a glass of water.

"I heard that someone went to cause trouble for Brother Cheng last time. That person misunderstood you as me and said some unpleasant things. I'm sorry for involving you."

"No problem."

Cen Wenxing: "Give me the medicine."

Shan Qingshan handed over the medicine.

Cen Wenxing: "How much?"

"Senior gave it to me."

"oh."

Cen Wenxing stood up and took a glass of cold water, read the instructions on the medicine box, and took out the medicine. Shan Qingshan came forward, poured out the water he had taken, replaced it with warm water, and pushed it over.

Cen Wenxing was stunned for a moment.

"Thank you, thank you."

Cen Wenxing took the medicine and then looked at Shan Qingshan.

The meaning is obvious.

Shan Qingshan can now report to the emperor.

Shan Qingshan took out his cell phone and sent a message to Tan Cheng.

Tan Cheng replied immediately.

A few seconds later, Cen Wenxing's cell phone rang.

"Brother Cheng... Yeah, I ate. Are you okay in America?... No, I don't want to take a leave... I'll take good care of you... I'm not throwing a tantrum... Okay, got it."

After hanging up the phone, Cen Wenxing turned to Shan Qingshan and said, "Thank you, thank you for your trouble."

"You're welcome."

Cen Wenxing: "Let me take you down."

"No, just rest well if you are sick."

"It's okay. I just happened to buy some food."

Cen Wenxing took the phone, opened the door, and walked Shan Qingshan downstairs.

The two people had just walked out of the unit door not far when a man suddenly rushed out and slapped Cen Wenxing in the face.

The change came too suddenly.

Cen Wenxing stumbled and fell into Shan Qingshan's arms.

The other party was about to take action, but his raised hand was grabbed by Shan Qingshan.

Shan Qingshan recognized the person in front of him as the "ethnic dancer" who found the school last time.

"If you do that again, I'll call the police."

"Okay! Go ahead and report it! Let the police take a look at this vixen! She came from a small place, and she dared to seduce Tan Cheng. Think about yourself first. Selling your body to get promoted, do you have any shame?"

Cen Wenxing stood up from Shan Qingshan's arms with his eyes downcast.

"I am not."

"How dare you say you're not!"

"National Dance" was clamoring to fight, but was thrown away by Shan Qingshan. He took several steps back and almost fell to the ground. He looked at Shan Qingshan in disbelief.

Suddenly I remembered that it was him who admitted his mistake at school last time.

His arrogance suddenly weakened.

"You know the truth? And you help him?"

"Senior Tan asked me to come."

The "ethnic dance" was silent for a moment, but soon became arrogant again.

"Cen Wenxing, do you know? When Tan Cheng was eighteen, he had a first love who looked a lot like you."

Shan Qingshan turned his head and looked at Cen Wenxing beside him.

Even with a mask on, you could see that his eyes were dull.

Seeing this, "Folk Dance" felt happy.

"Stupid, have you never thought about it? You just met on the road, why would someone with Tan Cheng's personality help you? It's because they look alike! If you don't believe me..." "Folk Dance" held up a memory card, "It's all in here."

After saying that, it hit Cen Wenxing and then fell to the ground.

After throwing the card, he left.

Shan Qingshan looked at Cen Wenxing for a moment and saw him bend down and pick up the card on the ground.

Shan Qingshan: "Are you okay?"

Cen Wenxing lowered his head and said, "It's okay."

Shan Qingshan didn't know what to say at this moment, but Cen Wenxing didn't look like he was okay.

"I, I won't buy anything. I'll just drop you off here and I'll go upstairs."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Shan Qingshan thought about it and sent a message to Tan Cheng, saying, "The folk dance is coming, and it's ready." Without saying anything else, Tan Cheng replied with two words, "Thank you," and didn't ask any more questions.

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"substitute?"

Shan Qingshan: “I don’t know.”

This matter was beyond Shan Qingshan's original understanding.

It turns out that there are people who don’t get love, so they find someone similar to them and keep them by their side.

——"Stupid, have you never thought about it? You just met on the road, why would someone with Tan Cheng's personality help you? It's because they look alike!"

Zhou Chong asked with concern, "Did he hit you?"

"He doesn't have that ability."

Shan Qingshan was silent for two seconds after he finished speaking, "Zhou Chong, do you have any..."

"Mr. Zhou, this is a document that you need to review."

A female voice broke in.

A pair of beautiful hands placed a document in front of Zhou Chong.

Zhou Chong: "Xiaobao, let me look at a document first."

"Then I'll hang up. You're busy."

"No, no, no, it's so hard to get a call. If you have something else to do, just do it and don't hang up. I might as well take a look."

Shan Qingshan hummed and opened his book.

A woman's voice was heard in the video.

"Mr. Zhou, this is the coffee for you."

"Um."

After a while.

"Mr. Zhou, there seems to be something wrong with this place..."

The words fell silent.

The woman who was speaking cried out in pain.

Shan Qingshan raised his eyes.

In the video, Zhou Chong had a gloomy face and looked around. His hand was still holding the woman's wrist. It can be seen from the video that he was holding on very tightly, which looked scary.

"Who recruited you?"

The voice is deep and deep.

Harsh, angry, dangerous.

"I... hurt..."

Shan Qingshan watched the video carefully, but could not find the woman in any corner.

It seems like someone has come into the video.

"Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Chong let go.

"It's open."

The woman's voice was panicked.

"Mr. Zhou, I didn't mean to do that. I just bumped into him accidentally."

Zhou Chong ignored him, didn't even look at him, and had a cold expression on his face. He took several wet wipes to wipe his hands, threw them away after wiping them, and changed his expression drastically -

I felt wronged, angry, and furious.

"Qingshan Xiaobao! She touched my hand! From here to there!"

Zhou Chong gestured.

The distance from the back of the hand to the wrist.

"Is this carelessness?"

Shan Qingshan was unhappy for a moment, then suddenly disappeared, and he even found it a little funny.

Zhou Chonghuo was like a lady from a noble family who was being molested and whose reputation was about to be ruined.

Ms. Zhou: "I don't know who hired her! Was she trained when she came in? She even dared to touch her boss's hand! And you were watching! No wonder this company has problems. What the hell is this! Why are you still laughing?"

The slight curve of Shan Qingshan's mouth was caught.

Purse your lips and put them away.

"Can you bear it? Can?! Bear it?!"

Shan Qingshan tried to hold back his laughter.

Lady Zhou: "Just say you can't stand it!"

"I can't stand it."

Ms. Zhou felt relieved, but then she thought about it and felt that she was not clean, so she took two more pieces of paper and wiped it again.

"When you come back, you must touch my hand carefully."

“…”

"By the way, what did you want to ask me just now?"

Shan Qingshan was silent for a moment, "Before you met me, did you have someone you liked?"

Zhou Chong smiled.

Qingshan Xiaobao is starting to care about this!

love me!

He! Love! Me!

"I really want to say yes, seeing you're jealous."

Shan Qingshan's eyes were cold, "You are sick."

"So do you have any? Before I go to the village to find you."

Shan Qingshan hesitated for a moment and said, "No."

Zhou? Sherlock Holmes? Conan possessed? Chong saw through it in a second: "You lied, you hesitated!"

Shan Qingshan: “…”

Zhou Chong was so anxious that he almost crawled out of his phone screen.

"Who is it? Who is who is who?"