Chapter 58 Bring Your Boyfriend Along
Duan Anjian was suspicious, but his expression remained calm. "I was just passing by to talk about the donation. Mom told me you work here, so I came to see you."
Duan Anluo got down from the stool and pretended to put down the caliper in his hand: "Brother, have you eaten?"
"No," Duan Anlang's eyes fell on Duan Anluo's clean hands, "I'll take you out to eat after we finish discussing business."
Oh no! Duan Anluo's heart skipped a beat. Si Cang went to get him food.
He subconsciously wanted to touch his phone, and Duan Antang noticed this little action and asked directly, "Who do you want to send a message to?"
Duan Anluo quickly pulled his hand back, as if his paw had been burned by the phone: "No, let me check the time."
A smile flashed in Duan An's eyes. "I bought you a watch. Wear it. You don't have to check the time by touching your phone."
He took out an exquisite box, and Duan Anluo took it obediently. When he opened it, he saw that it was similar in style to the one on Duan Antang's wrist, except that the one Duan Antang wore had a blue dial, while Duan Anluo's was white. It was obvious that it was very expensive.
Duan Anluo said embarrassedly: "You came out to talk about serious matters and brought me a gift, thank you brother."
"Yes." Duan Anlang accepted his thanks calmly and reminded him, "There's a locator inside. If you lose it, I won't forgive you."
Duan Anluo: “…”
No way to survive!
Duan Antang asked again, "Is work so busy here? Do you still have to paint at noon?"
"No," Duan Anluo explained quickly, "I just measured the dimensions and started drawing in the afternoon."
Under Duan Anluo's anxious gaze, Duan Anlang finally let him go, turned around and shook hands with the president, and said politely: "My brother has caused you trouble. Please take good care of him in the future. If there is anything he does wrong, please feel free to come to me."
The president understood. He could file a complaint, but he couldn't deal with Duan Anluo. Is that what he meant?
Your brother has caused so much trouble. If I could talk about it, the president would like to complain about him for three hours.
The president reluctantly responded, "No, no! Xiao Duan is doing really well. He draws well, writes well, is down-to-earth and capable, and has a sense of responsibility. I like him very much."
Duan Anluo silently gave the president a look: That’s enough, it would be fake if you keep praising him.
Duan Antang smiled slightly and looked at his brother with appreciation: "You've grown up."
"Haha." Duan Anluo was as obedient as a cat whose fur had been stroked.
Duan Anlang and Duan Anluo have many similarities in facial features, especially the same high nose bridge, which perfectly inherits the handsome genes of the Duan family.
But their temperaments are completely different: Duan Anluo is a delicate beauty, and her looks are more like Lin Wanqiu.
Duan Anjian was elegant and dignified, and his every move and gesture exuded the dignity of the eldest son.
When he was angry, his aura was even stronger than that of his father Duan Duohai.
He would occasionally discuss company affairs with his father, but more often than not, he was the one who made the decisions.
Especially in recent years, his business acumen has been more accurate than his father's. Now Duan Duohai has begun to let go and hand over many things to his son, which has allowed Duan Anlang to become more calm and capable.
Duan Anlang's attention returned to Duan Anluo: "What do you usually draw? Can I see it?"
"Uh..." Duan Anluo groaned inwardly: How do I know what I drew? I didn't even have a stool to sit on when I got here! I was standing the whole time getting scolded!
Thinking of this, he became more and more uneasy. Could it be that his elder brother had been waiting at the door for a long time? Did he see him and Si Cang's car coming in and then followed them?
You can't blame him for thinking too much. The fact that his elder brother in his previous life caught him has left him with a psychological trauma.
He felt like a bird being targeted by a hunter, and his elder brother was the silent hunter behind him, holding a big net and secretly staring at him. When he let his guard down, he would be caught in the net and he would not even have a chance to run.
The assistant made some tea and brought it over. "Mr. Duan, please have some tea."
"Thank you." Duan Anlang took it and took a sip gracefully. "The president's tea is good."
"Yes," the president nodded in agreement, "just bought it."
Duan Anluo quickly brought the topic back: "Brother, aren't we talking about donations?"
"I'll donate four million to support the guild's work." Duan Anjian casually spit out a large figure. The president was very happy. If these entrepreneurs were as generous as President Duan, he could open a branch in Antarctica.
Looking at the president's expression, Duan Antang smiled faintly. "I'm doing legitimate business. I should have the right to know where the money is spent. Does the president have a detailed breakdown of the expenses?"
The president quickly stated, "Of course! Every penny must be spent wisely. We have professional project planning and expenditure details. Assistant, please explain this to Mr. Duan."
The assistant is a professional in this area. He is a sharp-tongued guy with a quick mind and is better at fooling people than I am.
"No need to go to such trouble." Duan Anjian interrupted him, his tone calm but unquestionable, "I'll just take a look at the detailed expenditure list."
He paused, then looked at the president with a sharp gaze: "Such a large project, there must be one, right?"
"Yes, of course!" the president responded almost immediately, quickly signaling to his assistant, "Quick, bring us last quarter's project expenditure details for General Manager Duan to review." He added, "We're a professional environmental protection agency, and all our accounts are kept clear."
The assistant quickly brought a thick account book and placed it on the table in front of Duan Anlang, thinking, "Slow down, slow down, Captain Si will be back soon." "You two must meet before we leave, exciting!"
Duan Anluo's heart was in his throat, and he stared at his elder brother nervously. The account book was the easiest place to find problems.
Duan Anjian picked it up slowly, flipping the paper casually with his slender fingers, making a slight rustling sound.
His eyes were calm, and after a moment's pause, there was a soft "click" sound, and the account book was closed and placed back on the table.
Duan Anlang's tone was calm, as if he was just going through the motions. "Yeah, no problem."
The president and the assistant breathed a sigh of relief, as they had put a lot of effort into making this.
"Now that we've finished our business, it's time to eat." Duan Anlang stood up, his shoulders broad and his back straight, his posture exactly the same as in his previous life. He looked at Duan Anluo, his tone natural but unyielding, "Call your friend... Si Cang, right? Let's go together."
Duan Anluo's heart had just settled down halfway, but was lifted up again by Duan Anlang's next words. He didn't understand why his elder brother was so interested in Si Cang?
Duan Anjian sneered inwardly when he saw that he was silent. It turned out that their relationship was not ordinary.
His eyes were deep, and he reminded Duan Anluo slowly and leisurely: "Si Cang, he was the one who took you out to stay in the middle of the night."
"Going out to live?" Duan Anluo thought about what he and Si Cang did that night. Oh, right, they went out and caught a giant snake monster! That snake monster even exploded! Bang! The ground was covered with minced meat and blood! So disgusting~
You can't say that.
Acknowledging that they were moving in together wasn't a good idea either. It was too ambiguous. How could it really be like eloping? They were clearly just friends.
But when they thought about the marriage contract, they didn't seem so innocent.
Duan Anluo is going crazy. How to explain this?
Duan Antang saw the expression in his eyes, which changed from moment to moment, and knew that he was thinking about something. Duan Antang was so angry that he laughed. The two of them were so tired of each other every day that they couldn't even stay at home for a night, and they were hiding it from others?
Is that guy ugly, or is that playboy out of touch?
Could he be a gangster-like yellow-haired guy?
Otherwise, how could he kidnap Duan Anluo in the middle of the night?
In Duan Anlang's heart, his younger brother was very well-behaved. If he did something inappropriate, it must have been because he was misled by others.
Duan Anlang wouldn't force Duan Anluo to break up, as that would only make him do something more outrageous and rebellious. He wanted to see what kind of person Duan Anluo had found so he could come up with a plan in advance.
Even if you are looking for a man, you have to find someone of equal status. If your economic level is not the same, your values will definitely be different, and you will not be able to live together in the future.
He also needs to find someone to take care of him. Duan Anluo is a idiot who can't do anything, doesn't know the difference between grains, and can only draw with a pen. Why would he take care of others? He can afford to keep him at home and treat him like a waste.
Duan Anluo felt uneasy when his elder brother looked at him, so he explained, "We didn't move out to live, we went out to play."
"Oh, that's the one where I picked you up in the middle of the night to go out and haven't told your family yet."
"Brother, I asked Si Cang to pick me up. You misunderstood him."
Just as Duan Anluo finished speaking, the office door was pushed open and Si Cang's tall figure appeared at the door. "What's the misunderstanding?"
Almost at the same time, Duan Anlang's gaze shifted instantly, and the two extremely oppressive gazes met in the air. The air in the office seemed to stagnate, and Duan Anluo felt an invisible string of sparks crackling around.
Duan Anluo felt disappointed. His elder brother was hostile to Si Cang and even sent people to investigate him. His elder brother must have regarded Si Cang as the one who led him astray, and Si Cang was taking the blame for him.
Si Cang nodded slightly to Duan Anlang as a greeting. He walked straight towards Duan Anluo and placed the bag containing the lunch box on the table. "Your meal."
Duan Anjian's eyebrows raised slightly. He was neither the expected young man nor the frivolous playboy... His aura was definitely not that of an ordinary person.
"Mr. Si," Duan Anlang spoke first, breaking the silence, "I am Anluo's brother."
Si Cang met his gaze and responded frankly: "Hello."
He extended his hand, and Duan Antang did the same, their hands clasping together briefly but forcefully. In that instant, the air around them seemed to tense.
Duan Anluo felt the atmosphere was getting weirder and weirder, so he quickly explained, "Brother, it was really me who asked Si Cang to pick me up that night, don't get me wrong."
Duan Anlang narrowed his eyes. Why is he so protective? "What are you guys going out to do tonight?"
Duan Anluo was tired. If he could tell, wouldn’t he have told you long ago?
He is tired. He can explain it this time, but what about next time?
He and Si Cang will still go out together. How will he explain it next time?
Duan Anluo took a deep breath, hugged Si Cang's arm, and said proudly: "Si Cang, call me big brother."
Si Cang's pupils shrank, and he looked down into Duan Anluo's eyes, "Are you serious?"
Duan Anluo was already playing dirty, "Of course I'm serious, you're not ugly, you're not afraid of meeting your parents-in-law."
He quietly pinched Si Cang's arm and winked at Si Cang, telling him not to refuse, otherwise he would have to explain, which would be too tiring.
Telling a lie requires countless lies to cover it up. Big Brother is smart and will always find a loophole. Since the contract can't be broken and they're always together, then it's just as Big Brother wishes.
He and Si Cang were madly in love and couldn't bear to be apart for a single night. He just went to live outside, just as you thought.
Duan Anlang pointed at Duan Anluo with a cold face, "You...Okay, then take your boyfriend out with you and let's have a good chat."
Duan Anluo pointed to the huge white wall at the back of the office and said, "Not today. I have such a huge wall waiting for me to paint."
At this moment, the president, who didn't understand what was going on, came up to them enthusiastically and said, "Xiao Duan, you guys should go with your brother. It's not too late to do the work another day."
Not to mention that they don't have to punch in on time here, just based on Duan Anlang's donations, even if Duan Anluo works 996, he can still adjust Duan Anluo to work one day and rest twenty-nine days.
Duan Anluo was upset. Shut up and drink your tea!
Si Cang raised the corner of his lips slightly, his eyes swept across Duan Anlang, and finally landed on Duan Anluo, and he responded crisply: "Okay, let's go."
Duan Anluo's eyes widened. "Are you crazy? You're overacting!"
Duan Anluo grabbed Si Cang's arm and said, "I really can't go. I can't finish the painting this afternoon."
The president was about to say, "I'm busy," but the quick-witted assistant stopped him and said, "Old men shouldn't interrupt young people when they're talking. It'll make your hair fall out."
President: “…”
Duan Anluo was quick to think and quickly put forward an excuse: "Let's go to my house for dinner another day. Mom asked me to bring Si Cang back for dinner."
Now he realized that his mother was asking about Si Cang because she must have misunderstood their relationship.
What on earth did he and Si Cang do to cause them to misunderstand like this?
Duan Anjian's eyes flickered between his brother and Si Cang, his expression unpredictable. Finally, he nodded, "Okay."
In an instant, his expression returned to normal, and he politely said to the president, "I have something else to do this afternoon. I'll send someone to follow up on the donation. Let's talk another day."
Duan Anluo was overjoyed and finally left.
Duan Anlang glared at Duan Anluo seriously and said, "I'll wait for you at home this weekend."
Duan Anluo: "...There's no need to be so anxious."
Duan Anlang ignored him and was enthusiastically sent away by the president and the assistant.
After Duan Anlang left, Duan Anluo's legs went weak and he sat down on the ground. He was so tired.
There was a long leg next to him, and Duan Anluo hugged it, "Oh my God, my brother is so scary!"
Si Cang poked his stiff shoulder with his finger, "Were you serious just now?"
Duan Anluo put his face on Si Cang's legs and said in a muffled voice: "Don't talk, let me take a break..."
Downstairs, Duan Anlang said goodbye to the president with just the right smile. After getting into the car, the window slowly rose, isolating him from the outside world. The gentleness on his face instantly faded, and his eyes became as cold as a pond.
After they were quite far away from the headquarters, the secretary whispered, "Mr. Duan, how is it?"
Duan Anlang sneered, tapping his knees lightly with his fingers: "Except for the person, everything else is fake."
The secretary asked in shock, "With so many manpower and resources, and the government helping to conceal it, what special unit did the Second Young Master join?"
Duan Antang sneered, "I want to know too."
The secretary observed his expression. "You asked me to stay outside. I did hear something. They mentioned something about psychic signals and the need for purification. But when they saw me, they stopped talking and asked what I did. They seemed very wary."
Duan Antang closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was calm. "The government-recommended institution must have its reasons. We will support it for now."
"clear."
Duan Antang asked again, "Where's the car? Have you found it?"
"I found it. I compared the model and features, and it's this one. It's parked in the designated parking space, and I also wrote down the license plate number."
"Check the car's itinerary over the past three days, focusing on its destination. There's no need to waste time at headquarters; there's nothing to be found here."
"OK."
"Keep your mouth shut and don't let the chairman know."
"Yes, I understand."
Duan Anjian leaned back in his chair, a playful smile on his lips: "The little thing has grown up, and is so mysterious."
He pinched his forehead. He hadn't been sleeping well recently, and his dreams were becoming clearer and clearer.
Every fragment of Duan Anluo, from childhood to adulthood, appeared in his dreams. In his dreams, Duan Anluo kept running out and could not be contained at all. When he woke up, he still remembered the helplessness and madness in his dreams. This child is really hard to catch!
In the office, Duan Anluo was still sitting on the ground holding Si Cang's legs, not wanting to get up.
Si Cang pulled him up and asked, "Are you so scared?"
"You don't understand!" Duan Anluo looked up suddenly, his face full of fear. "My brother is a very thoughtful person."
In his previous life, his elder brother’s poor health limited his performance, otherwise he would have been able to sit firmly on the highest, coldest, hard bench!
My eldest brother was carefully raised by my great uncle in my previous life. Even if God saw that they had a good relationship in their previous life and sent my eldest brother here as compensation...but his parents' bloodline, one is a love-brained person, and the other is a sweet girl, should at least hinder my eldest brother in terms of bloodline, right?
In addition, it is a peaceful time now, and there are not so many intrigues at home. How did the eldest brother cultivate such an aura?
Why does the eldest brother now have an aura that is more and more like the eldest brother in the previous life?
When I went home a few days ago, I didn't have this feeling. How could my brother have changed so much in just a few days?
Si Cang looked at Duan Anluo, who was in a state of logical confusion. It was obvious that he was frightened and confused by Duan Anlang.
Si Cang asked directly: "How come your relationship with brothers is deeper than your relationship with your parents?"
Duan Anluo smiled bitterly, "Before, I mean before, my parents died young, and I was raised by my eldest brother. They look exactly the same."
Si Cang nodded, "I understand."
"What do you understand?"
Si Cang didn't answer, but reminded him: "Send a message to Xiong Shengxi first and tell him that no matter who asks, don't say that he has seen you, especially in the past few days, your eldest brother's people should be able to find him."
Duan Anluo took a deep breath and said, "My brother will definitely check him out!"
He frantically pulled out his phone: "I'll call directly!"
When the call was connected, although Xiong Shengxi didn't know the reason, out of trust in Duan Anluo, he immediately said that it was okay and he would not tell anyone no matter who asked.
Si Cang looked at Duan Anluo, who was still worried after hanging up the phone, and comforted him: "Your brother has already noticed that something is wrong with the guild, but with the government's support, he will be fine for the time being. You can keep it a secret for a while."
"I can't keep it a secret forever, right? Sooner or later, they'll find out I'm in this business. The original Duan Anluo wasn't capable of this."
"Have you thought of a reason in advance?"
Duan Anluo's mind was a mess, and he began to talk nonsense: "I'm reborn to work for a secret organization? I was tricked by a big capitalist, and I was heavily in debt. I had no choice but to sign an indenture to work for a mysterious organization to pay off my debts?"
Si Cang looked at him expressionlessly.
Duan Anluo laughed first: "Hahaha, even a fool wouldn't believe this reason."
Suddenly, his expression changed. "I suddenly thought of a question. This watch my brother gave me has a locator in it. Could there be something else that can eavesdrop?"
Duan Anluo tried to pry it open from the back, but couldn't get it open. He didn't know how to use this thing.
Si Cang said firmly: "No."
Duan Anluo breathed a sigh of relief. "Will he send his secretary back suddenly, saying something like 'Sorry, Mr. Duan left something behind,' and plant a bug?"
Si Cang said helplessly: "Your brother disdains to use such low-level methods."
Duan Anluo's eyes widened: "You mean... I'm more shameless than him?"
The assistant, who came back jogging and wanted to continue eating melons, explained enthusiastically: "Captain Si's meaning is: Your brother is not as good as your dog."
Duan Anluo immediately turned around and cursed viciously, "You're trying to sow discord between us. I curse you to have no sauce packets for your instant noodles tonight! And no seat on the bus tomorrow morning!"
Assistant: "...I, I curse you for not getting the sweet and sour pork!"
Duan Anluo immediately thought of his meal and quickly opened it. Seeing so much food, he smiled and showed it to his assistant, "Yes, large portions."
“It’s too long and not crispy.”
Si Cang: "The chef made it fresh."
The assistant came over to take a look and asked dissatisfiedly, "Why do you have so many abalone? They are so big!"
Si Cang: "The chef brought it out in the back."
The young assistant felt deeply that the kitchen uncle was partial to her and bowed, "Goodbye!"
Duan Anluo asked with a smile: "Where are you going? This is your territory."
The assistant waved his hand, "No! I'm going to randomly kill a kitchen worker!"
Delicious food can heal people's hearts the most, especially sweets. After Duan Anluo took two bites of the meal, he felt a lot more at ease.
If it really doesn't work, just confess.
He said that he had a dream at night, in which he saw an old man with a white beard. The old man saw that he had an extraordinary figure and insisted on taking him as his apprentice and teaching him metaphysics.
If the family didn't believe him, he would randomly summon an old ghost with a white beard to perform a show for them.
Duan Anluo took a deep breath and said proudly, "I've figured out a way."
Si Cang picked up a piece of fish for him with his chopsticks and said, "Think of another one."
Although I don't know what method he is thinking, it seems unreliable.
The president strolled back happily and saw Duan Anluo and Si Cang sitting at his desk eating. The two of them sat together in an unusually harmonious atmosphere.
Si Cang, who always had a cold face and looked like a killer, actually had such a gentle expression.
The president feels very good. A person's life is neither long nor short. If you can meet someone who can change you, it means that God loves you and has arranged such a person for you, waiting for you on the road of life.
This kind of opportunity is hard to come by, so if you come across it, you must seize it firmly, otherwise if you miss it, it will be gone.
Especially Si Cang, the president understands him and feels sorry for him. If this child misses Duan Anluo, he will never take this step again in his life.
He was inevitably partial to Si Cang, so he walked up behind them and said earnestly, "You shouldn't have kept it a secret from your family. Go back and meet your parents this weekend and settle down as soon as possible."
Si Cang's eyes were filled with disdain. He was so old, yet still so gossipy?
Duan Anluo was speechless. Did he act so realistically? Even the president believed it.
The president patted Si Cang on the shoulder twice, hinting to him: Don’t be like a taciturn person, keeping everything in your heart. If you don’t say it, how can others know what you mean?
Si Cang didn't know whether he understood or not, so he remained silent.
The president went out for inspection. He was old and felt uncomfortable all over if he didn't take a walk after eating. He went to see what those kids were doing.
After they finished their meal, Duan Anluo stood up, put the lunch box into his handbag, turned around and asked Si Cang, "Where are we going to wash it?"
Si Cang suddenly grabbed his wrist, not with much force, but with a sense of not allowing him to break free, "Are you serious about what you said to your brother?"
Duan Anluo was stunned. "I talked to my brother a lot. Which one are you asking about?"
As soon as he looked up, he met Shang Si Cang's bottomless eyes, so deep that they almost sucked people in. Duan Anluo's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back, but it was held tighter.
Si Cang didn't answer, but just looked at him quietly.
That focused gaze seemed to carry a real warmth, which made Duan Anluo's heart skip a beat.
He subconsciously took a small step back, but his back was against the edge of the table, with nowhere to retreat. The distance between the two of them became closer because of Si Cang's approach.
There was no expression on Si Cang's face, only his eyes, persistently, patiently, and with silent anxiety, waiting for an answer.
Duan Anluo immediately understood what Si Cang meant.
He asked Si Cang to call him "big brother" just now because he was desperate and wanted to stop Duan Anjian from asking further questions.
But now, being stared at so closely by Si Cang, Duan Anluo wanted to explain, but the words were on the tip of his tongue, and he didn't know how to start. His heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably.
He looked at Si Cang's eyes so close to him, and a strange, hot emotion began to grow from the bottom of his heart, as if a stone was thrown into his heart, causing ripples.
The distance was so close that they could feel each other's breaths intertwining, as if even the air had become thinner. "I..." Duan Anluo opened his mouth and lowered his eyes to look at his toes. It was over. He seemed to be a little moved.
What did Si Cang mean? Why was he asking this question? Did he have other thoughts, or was he... This shouldn't be the case. Si Cang was cold and icy, not someone who would entertain such thoughts.
Si Cang looked at his red ears and chuckled softly, his voice full of joy, "I know."
Duan Anluo's eyes widened. "What do you know? I haven't said anything yet!"
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