Chen Jianhong's tone of voice was flat, as if going home was just a very ordinary thing.
Nodding and saying it was like we had met.
Zhang Yazhi asked, "Is Xiao Zhao back from work?"
After she finished speaking, she pulled her husband beside her and praised him, "You don't know, Xiao Zhao has also been considering investing in a business recently. He came back so late today because he was discussing a project and signing a contract with someone. I told you before that you don't have to worry about the children. They are all very smart and have their own ideas."
Chen Jianhong's expression didn't change much. He just looked at Chen Qizhao for a moment while talking to Zhang Yazhi. "Really?"
Zhang Yazhi asked, "Can't you praise your child for being sensible?"
Chen Jianhong still has the same attitude: "We have to achieve results. As long as we have money to invest, we can do it. What really matters is whether we can do it well."
Chen Qizhao hadn't seen Chen Jianhong since his rebirth, but when he saw Chen Jianhong again, he felt that it was as it should be. At this point in time they may have not seen each other for only a few days, but in Chen Qizhao's memory it has been more than ten years, so long that he can hardly remember what Chen Jianhong looks like.
Zhang Yazhi is a loving mother, and Chen Jianhong is a textbook strict father.
Chen Jianhong has always been stern and strict since he was a child, and his education method is exactly the same as Chen Shiming's. This harsh expression was a time bomb for the adolescent Chen Qizhao. He did not get along with his older brother, and did not have a good relationship with his father. He even occasionally deliberately made trouble to go against Chen Jianhong, hoping to see other emotions from this stern face.
But no matter how much trouble there was, in his eyes Chen Jianhong was the mountain of the family, until one day the mountain collapsed.
Chen Qizhao still remembers the day when Chen Jianhong was admitted to the hospital. At that time, he was standing in the corridor outside the emergency room. His mother and elder brother were talking to the doctor anxiously, but he just stood there stupidly, and even thought that the emergency room was nothing and he could be saved.
But nothing can go as planned, and Chen Jianhong left not long after.
The living room was not quiet. While Zhang Yazhi was talking, she was discussing tonight's dishes with the housekeeper. Chen Shiming was sitting casually on the sofa, and he still had that annoying tone when discussing work with Chen Jianhong... If you don't compare it with other families, this is probably what is called a happy family like theirs.
Zhang Yazhi had just finished explaining things to the housekeeper when she turned around and found that Chen Qizhao did not go upstairs directly as usual, but chose to sit in the corner of the sofa in the living room, as if he was suddenly very far away.
The boy just sat there quietly, not playing with his phone, and not intervening in the conversation between Chen Jianhong and Chen Shiming.
He was less timid, quieter and more sensible. Zhang Yazhi felt relieved but also felt a little distant. She felt strange about her feelings. It was obviously a good thing that the child was sensible, so why did she think further and further away?
But when it comes to eating, this feeling is even worse.
Chen Qizhao: "I'm full."
Zhang Yazhi hurriedly said: "Don't forget to take your medicine, and did you forget to change the medicine at noon?"
"I know." Chen Qizhao held up his phone, "I'll go up first."
After saying that, the man left. Zhang Yazhi turned her gaze to Chen Shiming: "Did you have a fight with your brother again?"
Chen Shiming looked at his mother in surprise, his tone as calm as ever: "I don't think we can sit at the same table for dinner peacefully after quarreling."
He then added: "But he is indeed very quiet tonight."
Chen Jianhong looked away, "Is the project he's working on not going well?"
Chen Shiming thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Xu told me that the progress is pretty good."
Zhang Yazhi couldn't figure out the reason, and after ruling out several direct reasons, she asked Chen Shiming: "Where did he get the money for the project?"
Chen Shiming paused and looked at Zhang Yazhi: "Didn't you give it to me?"
Zhang Yazhi looked at Chen Jianhong.
Chen Jianhong said bluntly: "I didn't give it."
Chen Qizhao felt a little relaxed only after he went upstairs. He was afraid that if he sat there for a while longer, he would not be able to control his mouth.
Chen Jianhong had just returned from a business trip and he didn't want to cause any unpleasantness in such an occasion.
As far as I can remember, the only time the family could sit together and eat in harmony was when he was in junior high school. At that time, Chen Jianhong and Chen Shiming were not so busy at work, and they could occasionally get together after school. Later, Chen Jianhong and Chen Shiming became busier and busier at work, and their schedules for going home for dinner were often not the same. Even if they got together for dinner, they mostly talked about work.
When I was young, I didn’t understand why they were still talking about work at home. Why didn’t they just move the company home?
Later, the conflicts with Chen Shiming became more and more serious. Any small matter at the dinner table could become a reason for the brothers to quarrel. Not to mention eating in harmony, even saying less could be considered peace.
The sounds from downstairs had been blocked out. Chen Qizhao stopped thinking about the ridiculous things that had happened in the past and locked the contract documents in a drawer. He had already added the person in charge and had received some of the documents in his mailbox.
Qin Xingfeng's attitude when signing the contract did reveal a lot of things. Although there is no direct evidence now, it can be basically confirmed that Qin Xingfeng is inseparable from Lin Shizhong. Chen Qizhao had not discovered this relationship before, but if he followed this line of thought, it would be obvious that the purpose of Lin Shizhong sending people to approach him could only be Chen.
Perhaps in the previous life, this seemingly insignificant little project was a time bomb that Lin Shizhong planted in Chen's company.
Chen Qizhao knew Lin Shizhong well, and should be able to guess what Qin Xingfeng and Mr. Wang would do next... What he had to do was to play the long game and then pass the matter on to Chen Shiming through Special Assistant Xu...
There is still a lot to do.
Chen Qizhao shrank and hid the computer file, opened another page, and searched for information related to cerebral hemorrhage. Asking Zhang Yazhi to have a physical examination is different from asking Chen Jianhong. If he asks Chen Jianhong to go to the hospital for a full physical examination for no reason, there will probably be a quarrel. Chen Jianhong suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. People have some problems when they get middle-aged, but sudden illness is also related to bad habits in daily life.
Looking at more and more things to pay attention to, Chen Qizhao suddenly felt that this matter was much more difficult than dealing with Qin Xingfeng's matter.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the person who came was the housekeeper Uncle Zhang.
Chen Qizhao looked at him doubtfully, "I've taken the medicine."
There was a bowl of black medicine on the butler's tray, and two cups of hot tea beside it. He said, "Madam made a tonic for me, saying it can replenish the blood and replenish the deficiency of qi and blood. I told you to drink it."
Seeing that Chen Qizhao didn't move, the housekeeper thought he would have to spend some time persuading him to drink the medicine. However, before he could finish his words, the boy in front of him picked up the bowl with one hand, tested the temperature slightly, and drank it all in one gulp.
After Chen Qizhao finished drinking, he saw that the housekeeper had not left yet, "Anything else?"
The butler was holding a bag of medicine in his hand while carrying the tray. "If the wound is inflamed, the dressing should be changed regularly. The bandage should also be changed."
"I'll change the medicine myself later." Chen Qizhao thought of Zhang Yazhi's instructions just now, took the medicine from the housekeeper, and asked again: "Have they finished taking it?"
"Madam is on the phone, and the master and the eldest master have gone to the study." The butler explained at the right time.
Chen Qizhao's eyes stopped at the two cups of tea. "I sent this to them."
The housekeeper smiled and said nothing.
Chen Qizhao didn't ask any more questions. He was about to leave with the medicine, but when he entered the room, he caught a glimpse of the web page content displayed on the computer screen that was still on, and his steps towards the room paused for a moment.
He turned around and called to the butler: "Wait."
housekeeper:"?"
"You work day and night, you really think you are still 18 years old." Chen Qizhao's eyes paused on the tea for a moment, and he continued awkwardly: "What kind of tea...just make some sleep aid and send it to them."
There was a knock on the door outside the Chen family's study.
"Enter."
Two men were sitting and standing beside the long table in the study.
Chen Shiming frowned tiredly. When he saw the butler bringing in water, he just glanced at it and continued, "I will continue to send people to follow up on this project. It's a good thing to have new adjustments. I will have someone revise the subsequent contract. If there is no problem, I will send it to the other party for confirmation..."
"I'll leave this to you." Seeing the housekeeper coming, Chen Jianhong said, "Old Zhang, ask the driver to come half an hour earlier tomorrow."
Chen Jianhong is no longer young, and there are signs of aging between his eyebrows and eyes, but the powerful aura that has been accumulated from years of fighting in the business world still exists.
When he is serious, he always gives people a great sense of oppression. Even if he is in his study at home, he is always very serious when talking about work.
The housekeeper immediately said, "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."
The housekeeper has been in the Chen family for more than 20 years and has worked with Chen Jianhong for a long time. It is under Chen Jianhong's leadership that the group has grown increasingly powerful and has reached its current scale. The eldest son, Chen Shiming, was brought up by Chen Jianhong. The father and son have very similar personalities. Chen Shiming's decisive and swift methods mostly come from Chen Jianhong's teachings.
Chen Shiming discussed for a long time and felt a little dry in the mouth.
When he was about to get some tea, he suddenly caught sight of something and paused: "Uncle Zhang?"
Uncle Zhang, the housekeeper, came in with a tray with four cups of food on it.
The original tea was not removed, but two cups of milk were added to the two cups.
He explained tactfully: "Young Master, this is tea, and the other cup is milk."
Chen Shiming could tell that this thing was milk. "Did my mom ask you to deliver it?"
The housekeeper hesitated and said, "No, madam."
Chen Jianhong's eyes swept over.
The housekeeper added, "The milk was sent by the Second Young Master... He said it would help you sleep."
There was a rare moment of silence between the two people in the study.
After a while, Chen Shiming asked: "He drank?"
The housekeeper recalled Chen Qizhao's original words and expression, and after a brief judgment, he said, "He probably didn't drink."
Chen Shiming: “…”
He didn't think Chen Qizhao was awake at all. His bizarre behavior seemed like he was sleepwalking.
The butler saw that the two men had similar expressions and couldn't tell what they were thinking for a while.
When he was hesitating whether to withdraw the milk, Chen Shiming spoke up: "I will make three more backup plans for the risk level. I will go back and rest first."
After saying that, he picked up a glass of milk and left the study.
The housekeeper looked at Chen Jianhong beside him and saw that Chen Jianhong's eyes lingered on the milk for a moment with no emotion on his face.
He asked cautiously, "Sir, how about I take away the milk?"
Chen Jianhong continued to look at the document, his voice normal: "Leave it there."
It’s around nine o’clock in the evening.
Yan Kailin finally got through after the third call. When he heard his brother's voice on the other end of the line, his drooping spirit immediately perked up, "You finally got through. I was so bored."
"I just went to take a shower." Chen Qizhao was still a little wet. He removed the plastic film from the wound and turned on the speaker to talk to Yan Kailin.
Yan Kailin: "Cheng Rong sent me a message again to ask me out. Are you going tonight? If you do, I will sneak out."
"I'm not going out." After removing the plastic film, Chen Qizhao took a pair of scissors and started to remove the bandage.
The wounds are all located on the front of the arms, so it is easy for one person to apply medicine, but it takes some effort to tie the bandage. While dealing with the grumbling 18-year-old kid on the other end of the phone, he cleaned the wound and applied medicine on himself.
"Forget it, Chen Yuhuai hasn't slept yet. I'm afraid he'll complain to my brother right after I leave..." Yan Kailin kept talking, and asked, "What's that noise from your end? And why is your voice so low? Oh my god, what bad things are you doing while you're chatting with me?"
Chen Qizhao: "Apply medicine to the wound."
Yan Kailin sat up in shock, his voice inevitably rising an octave: "No way, you were beaten by your brother? Chen Shiming is so fierce!?"
"You're lucky you weren't beaten to death by your brother."
Chen Qizhao: “…Hang up.”
There was no way Yan Kailin would let Chen Qizhao hang up the phone. The next second he said he wanted to start a video call and insisted on seeing Chen Qizhao's wound. Chen Qizhao was a little annoyed by the little brat's noise. Perhaps it was because the friendship of giving money to Yan Kailin in his previous life was strong enough that he was surprisingly tolerant of Yan Kailin.
In the end, he really didn't want to hear any more from the man, so when the video invitation popped up for the third time, he agreed to the video request.
Yan Kailin thought the wound was just a joke, but when he saw Chen Qizhao's wound, he still gasped, "Oh my god, which gangster attacked you? The wound is too deep. Can you handle it alone?"
He paid no attention to the wound that night at the bar.
"You're still drinking with this wound!?"
"Oh my god! Brother Zhao, can you please be gentler on your wounds?"
"Have you taken the medicine? Is your aunt at home? And your housekeeper, what's his name, Uncle Zhang..."
When Shen Yuhuai came out of the bathroom, he heard Yan Kailin's voice, who was sitting on the sofa in his small apartment, staring into his phone and talking in an exaggerated tone. He frowned slightly and was about to remind Yan Kailin to take a shower, but as he approached, he saw the scene in the mobile phone camera.
The wound on the arm was obvious, with traces of stitches crisscrossing the fair skin, mixed with drug and blood residues. The boy was shirtless, biting a bandage in his mouth, and holding the other end of the bandage with his free hand, bandaging his arm. His wet hair stuck to his face, with water still dripping from the ends. He half-closed his eyes, and his bandaging technique was clumsy and rough.
After Chen Qizhao treated the wound, he was about to hang up the video after hearing Yan Kailin's noisy voice.
But just as his finger moved to the hang-up button, he suddenly saw Shen Yuhuai in pajamas behind Yan Kailin.
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