◇ Chapter 38: Lonely and Widowed

Sui Zhuoyang thought for a long time but couldn't tell what was familiar about it, so Lu Fangchi just treated it as an episode and didn't think much about it.

He hurried back to the hotel room to comfort people. Maybe it was the sequelae of the "marking", but Zhou Zheng had been a little moody recently.

But they are just minor emotions, and Lu Fangchi is willing to comfort them.

He got off the elevator, walked to the door, swiped his card, and with a "ding" the door unlocked and he stepped in. Lu Fangchi pressed the "video call" button.

The prelude of "Ding Ding Dong Dong" sounded for a long time, and the call was not answered until it was about to end and automatically hang up. Zhou Zheng's handsome face lit up on the phone screen. His brows were wrinkled and the corners of his lips were straight, with an unhappy look on his face.

He even knew how to answer the phone, which meant he was waiting to be coaxed.

This is just acting coquettishly.

Lu Fangchi raised his lips slightly and jokingly said, "Let me see which puppy is unhappy?"

Zhou Zheng pursed his lips, frowned even deeper, raised his eyelids and looked at him, a little angrily: "You are the puppy."

"Oh, it's my house."

The alpha had a choked expression, neither happy nor angry.

Lu Fangchi was pleased with the alpha's reaction and smiled. He turned the camera to the rear and took a full picture of the hotel room while walking. When he sat on the sofa, he switched back to the front and said, "I'm at the hotel."

Seeing that Lu Fangchi had returned to the hotel, Zhou Zheng's brows relaxed, his unhappy expression faded a little, and he muttered, "He still remembers to go back." The sour taste in his mouth was about to spread out of the screen.

Lu Fangchi smiled again, raised his eyebrows and reminded: "Look at the time." He pointed to the upper left corner.

I glanced along the time on my finger. It was 9:05. The nightlife had just started at this time, and the bars might not be ready to go.

Zhou Zheng avoided the main point and started to settle accounts: "Who is he? Why are you sitting together?"

"Sui Zhuoyang, the CEO of Lu Xin, and the potential investor this time," Lu Fangchi introduced him briefly, raised his hand to loosen his tie, and answered the second question, "He treated me to a midnight snack."

But now Lu Fangchi is sitting in the hotel. That is to say, because Zhou Zheng hung up the phone in anger, Lu Fangchi turned down the dinner with the potential investor.

Zhou Zheng's arrogance instantly died down, his lips moved, hesitating to speak: "Then you, am I..."

"Hmm?" Lu Fangchi tilted his head and asked knowingly, "What are you?"

Zhou Zheng bit his lower lip and stopped talking.

Seeing the guilty look on Alpha's face, Lu Fangchi decided not to tease him anymore and soothed him, "It's okay, it won't affect you. We have an appointment to go to the company tomorrow to discuss it in detail."

Zhou Zheng lowered his eyelids and uttered "oh" in a muffled voice, his mood visibly depressed.

"What's wrong with you? Tell me."

Zhou Zheng looked up at the screen, the warm light shone on Lu Fangchi's face. His tone was gentle, his eyes were full of care, and he raised his eyebrows patiently to guide him, as if whatever he said at this moment would be understood and forgiven.

Zhou Zheng's Adam's apple rolled, and he opened his mouth, deciding to tell it all. When the words came to his lips, a sleepy mumble suddenly rang in his mind, "I think you are cuter now", which made him brake in time, turn around and swallow the words back.

Zhou Zheng fluttered his eyelashes twice, and without changing his expression, he changed the subject: "When will you be back?"

Lu Fangchi saw all the micro-expressions on Zhou Zheng's face, and with this irrelevant answer, Lu Fangchi changed the "day after tomorrow" that was about to come out of his mouth to "day after tomorrow."

Calculating the time, if I negotiate and buy the latest ticket the day after tomorrow, I should be able to get home in the early morning.

"What time is it? I'll pick you up." Zhou Zheng said.

"No, it will probably be very late, I will go back by myself." Lu Fangchi waved his hand to refuse.

"I'll pick you up no matter how late it is," Zhou Zheng said in a raised voice, not allowing any arguments, and asked, "Don't you want to see me earlier?"

Wow, Lu Fangchi raised his eyebrows, this little dog has actually learned to be arrogant.

Fine, he'll take it. The young man smiled, nodded, and said in a doting tone, "I want to, then come pick me up."

Having achieved his goal, Zhou Zheng smiled triumphantly, and the atmosphere eased.

It was still early, so Lu Fangchi and Zhou Zheng were chatting and talking on the phone for a long time.

Most of it was Zhou Zheng talking, and Lu Fangchi listening. But there wasn't much to share, so I just watched Zhou Zheng turn off his computer, get up, dress, and get ready to go home after get off work.

"I've accumulated a lot of work. I'm busy. I may have to work overtime recently." Zhou Zheng said as he walked. He pushed open the glass door, took a few steps, and nodded. He could faintly hear other sounds, probably some employees greeting him.

From this angle, you can see the alpha's distinct jaw angle. There is not much expression on his face at this moment. When he nods, his expression is serious, even cold.

Lu Fangchi was in a trance for a moment, feeling that Zhou Zheng on the screen was very distant and gradually overlapped with the him in his memory.

Before he could think too much, Zhou Zheng walked into the empty elevator. His expression softened as he lowered his head. He asked, "What about you?"

"I'm fine, the amount is normal. The next thing to talk about is investment." Lu Fangchi replied.

Zhou Zheng walked out of the elevator, unlocked the car, clipped his cell phone on the bracket, and stepped on the accelerator to start the car.

He looked straight ahead, occasionally glancing at the screen of his mobile phone, and said as he drove: "Are you willing to talk? Will the other party mind if I let the pigeons go today?"

"Probably not. What a coincidence that I realized I have known him for a long time when I met him." Speaking of Sui Zhuoyang, Lu Fangchi had something to say. He sat up straight and prepared to share.

"Hmm?" Zhou Zheng turned on the turn signal and headed towards the main road.

"I had a neighbor when I was a child. We were in the same class from kindergarten to junior high school, and went to and from school together. He moved away and immigrated in junior high school. The Internet was not well developed at that time, so we lost contact. I always felt it was a pity. I didn't expect Sui Zhuoyang to be that neighbor." Lu Fangchi's brows were filled with joy while speaking. This was a gift from childhood. People or things related to childhood always make people feel soft.

As soon as Lu Fangchi finished speaking, Zhou Zheng slammed on the brakes, pitched forward and then fell backwards. The video was filled with the sound of impatient horns and flashing double lights.

The sudden change made Lu Fangchi's eyebrows jump. His face was filled with anxiety, and he asked aloud: "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Zhou Zheng turned his head and looked back, seeing that he had not hit the car. He shook his head and stepped on the accelerator again to drive forward.

It looked like everything was fine, so it was just a false alarm. Lu Fangchi breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled down. He said, "I'm hanging up now. I won't disturb you from driving anymore."

"No." Zhou Zheng spat out.

Lu Fangchi explained: "Go home and fight again."

The alpha didn't reply, his eyes stared straight ahead, his brows were furrowed into a "川" shape, the corners of his lips were straightened, and he looked very unhappy.

Well, Lu Fangchi didn't hang up nor say anything else. He just stared at the screen and watched him drive.

After about ten minutes, the screen dimmed and only a blurry silhouette could be seen. I guess we had entered the community.

Zhou Zheng took a taxi into the garage, parked the car, got out, and closed the door with a bang.

"He likes you?" a voice suddenly came from the phone.

Lu Fangchi blinked at the dim mobile phone screen and paused for several seconds before he understood what was said: Sui Zhuoyang likes him?

Lu Fangchi chuckled and said jokingly, "I am a popular person, right? Everyone likes me?"

The screen gradually brightened, and Zhou Zheng walked into the unit. He lowered his eyes and looked depressed: "Who knows."

Lu Fangchi laughed again. It was impossible. He shook his head and denied it: "He has differentiated into an alpha."

Zhou Zheng pursed his lips, still not very happy, and muttered: "I am not the same."

Really, Lu Fangchi shook his head helplessly, he was suffering from paranoia.

Later, Zhou Zheng's mood continued to be depressed. He was so clingy that he even held the wheat when taking a shower. The gurgling sound of water and the hazy shadow made people feel uneasy.

Lu Fangchi placed his cell phone upside down on the sink, interrupting this visual feast, and walked into the bathroom with an angry face to take a shower.

When watching the video again, Zhou Zheng was lying on the bed with his eyes half closed and a lazy look on his face. Water was dripping from the ends of his hair, sliding down to his milky white and firm chest muscles, and nothing below could be seen.

Lu Fangchi's eyes flickered, wanting to look but not wanting to, and reminded: "Blow it off before going to sleep, it's easy to catch a cold."

"Yeah." Zhou Zhengguang responded without moving. A layer of light pink appeared on his porcelain-white skin. His breathing became heavier, and the tip of his nose was wet with sweat. The screen of his mobile phone also began to shake.

Lu Fangchi frowned and asked him, "What are you doing?"

"I'm thinking about you." The alpha raised his eyelids and took a look. His peach blossom eyes were filled with water, as if there were little hooks, leading people to sink into it.

little goblin.

…

Lu Fangchi's mind went blank, his chest rose and fell slightly. He slowed down and picked up his phone again. He saw Zhou Zheng's face was full of meaning, his pupils were so dark that ink seemed to drip out of them. He was completely different from the agitated look he had just had.

Lu Fangchi was stunned. "What's wrong?"

Zhou Zheng pulled the quilt up to cover his face, leaving only a pair of peach blossom eyes exposed. He said with his eyes half closed, "Nothing." As if he was shy.

I must have seen it wrong. While Lu Fangchi was getting anxious, a low battery alert popped up on his phone: 20%.

"It's half past twelve, go to bed, your phone is out of battery." Lu Fangchi wanted to hang up.

Zhou Zheng, buried in the quilt, shook his head and refused.

"You charge," he said.

Lu Fangchi pulled the charger over and plugged it into the charging port, then asked him, "What time do you plan to go to bed?"

"I'm sleeping now, you should sleep too," Zhou Zheng blinked and said, "The video is still on."

Lu Fangchi frowned slightly.

After a busy day, he needed some personal time to rest. Even when he was sleeping, he watched videos as if he was being spied on. He felt uncomfortable all over.

"The phone will be very hot, and if there is any noise when I get up tomorrow it will wake you up." Lu Fangchi declined politely.

"I have a good sleep quality and am not afraid of noise. When you fall asleep, I will mute the noise and will not wake you up." Zhou Zheng is considerate and takes all aspects into consideration.

Excuses will be exposed. Lu Fangchi sighed and told the truth: "I don't want to be connected all the time."

Zhou Zheng's eyelashes fluttered, and he looked at Lu Fangchi eagerly without saying a word.

Well, the Chinese team lost the game and lowered the bottom line again.

Public is public, private is private.

The investment negotiation was not as smooth as expected, nor was it that Lu Fangchi wanted to take shortcuts by relying on his friendship, but the complexity was far beyond imagination.

Unlike previous investors who only looked at the results and ignored the process, Sui Zhuoyang is a strategic leader. He needs to participate in the process, deeply understand the development of investment projects, estimate feasibility, and occasionally come up with new ideas.

I have to admire Sui Zhuoyang's sharpness as an investor. Although he raised some very tricky questions, he was able to push them forward and polish them carefully.

This resulted in the original three-day business trip plan needing to be extended. Zhou Zheng was very upset when he learned about this, but he compromised and understood due to force majeure work reasons.

Understanding is understanding, but it is necessary to make some noise from time to time.

For example, now, the mobile phone screen keeps lighting up, and Zhou Zheng is bombarding me with messages.

During the meeting, Lu Fangchi took out his cell phone and peeked at it from under the table, opening the screen.

Xiao Zhou Zhou:.

. .

. . .

. . . .

They keep refreshing one after another without getting tired of it. There are so many messages that the phone starts to lag.

Lu Fangchi is typing with difficulty: In a meeting.

Xiao Zhou Zhou replied immediately: I don’t believe it.

Lu Fangchi raised his hand, secretly took a photo of the conference room and sent it to others.

Xiao Zhou Zhou: [Picture]

It was the one that Lu Fangchi had just sent over, and Sui Zhuoyang’s hand was circled five or six times in it.

Xiao Zhou Zhou: At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, the two of us, a lonely man and a widow, are having a meeting alone.

Lu Fangchi: We are really in a meeting.

Zhou Zheng seemed to be blind and couldn't read, and he started the video call even more fiercely.

Lu Fangchi pressed the red button to reject the call without thinking.

Xiao Zhou Zhou:?

? ?

???

...Another screen-sweeping message.

Lu Fangchi turned off his phone, out of sight and out of mind.

To be honest, Zhou Zheng has been a bit annoying recently. He clearly turned on the location and could have seen it himself, but he insisted that Lu Fangchi take photos and report them, and the frequency was one photo per hour. He had to use an eight-fold lens to magnify the photos he sent and observe them carefully, and he would always take screenshots to ask who this was and who that was.

Although Zhou Zhengren did not come, he had a clear understanding of the clients that Lu Fangchi came into contact with and their behavioral trends.

After a day of brainstorming, Lu Fangchi returned to the hotel and just wanted to lie down and play with his phone to be alone. But Zhou Zheng refused to give him this opportunity and insisted on chatting with him online all night.

And now, who is the reason for working overtime to hold meetings to speed up the progress? It is because Zhou Zheng is always in a bad mood and keeps complaining about not coming back every day, so Lu Fangchi shamelessly asked Sui Zhuoyang to stay and work overtime to hold meetings, hoping to discuss ending the business trip as soon as possible.

Zhou Zheng, on the other hand, was making a fuss without knowing right or wrong. Lu Fangchi was really overwhelmed.

While he was bored, his phone went silent and Zhou Zheng stopped scrolling.

The light flashed again after a while, and Lu Fangchi slid aside to take a look.

Xiao Zhou Zhou: [Emoji]

A cute little girl raised her hands high and wrote: I know I was wrong.

Here it comes again. Lu Fangchi's annoyance turns into helplessness. He has no idea what to do with Zhou Zheng.

He always manages to make people angry to the point of being on the verge of a volcanic eruption, but he pulls the brakes in time, showing weakness with a little effort that can do more harm than good, leaving people feeling stuck in between breath.

Lu Fangchi reached for the cigarette box and couldn't help wanting a cigarette.

Sui Zhuoyang, who was standing by, saw everything Lu Fangchi was doing and said sympathetically, "Let's stop here today. Let's have one together?"

"Yeah." Lu Fangchi nodded, took a bite of a cigarette, raised his hand and threw the cigarette box to Sui Zhuoyang opposite him.

Light it up, inhale, pass through the lungs, exhale, and feel refreshed.

The smoke was swirling around, blurring his vision. Sui Zhuoyang tapped the cigarette with his index finger, and the ash fell into the ashtray. He said, "Did we meet your partner when we were kids?"

【Author’s words】

There are still some during the day, probably before 12 o'clock.

(⌒-⌒; )Death ddl in progress.