Xu Yanyi was in the office. When Yang Zhiheng came to his office, he saw him working seriously.
He sat down slowly and crossed his legs casually.
He glanced at Xu Yanyi's face and teased with a smile: "What's the matter? Didn't you ask for all the information before? Now you are so calm, are you really planning to back down?"
He sat and turned around, resting his elbows on his knees, and continued, "Are you going to consider the brotherhood? This is not like you."
Xu Yanyi raised his eyes slightly, glanced at him, paused for a moment, and said lightly: "You know a lot."
"Hey~"
Yang Zhiheng was amused. "I don't know how much I know, but I know that we are all the same vulgar people."
The words are meaningful.
Hearing this, Xu Yanyi looked up, put down the pen in his hand, and stood up.
"What would you like to drink?"
He took out a wine glass and a bottle of red wine from the cabinet.
"Nothing else, I just like wine."
He placed the wine glass on the table, opened the glass and poured the wine.
"Wine is good, too. A little drunk can help you forget your worries."
Yang Zhiheng's crossed legs trembled, "But it's not suitable to drink so early in the morning."
He picked up the cup and sipped it slowly.
It was as if he was not the one who said it was not appropriate to drink early in the morning.
"What brings you to my company, Mr. Yang?"
Xu Yanyi and Yang Zhiheng sat face to face, with their backs straight and every move elegant, in contrast to Yang Zhiheng's casual and unrestrained manner.
Yang Zhiheng raised his thick black eyebrows slightly and smiled, "I said I came here to ask for a meal, do you believe me?"
Xu Yanyi curled his lips and chuckled: "Boss Yang has such a big company, do you still need to come to me for help?"
The bony hand slowly swung the goblet in his hand, "Out here, there are probably many people who want to have dinner with Mr. Yang but can't see him."
"You're joking."
Yang Zhiheng casually placed one hand on the sofa, "The food at President Xu's company is just better."
Xu Yanyi lifted his eyelids and glanced at Yang Zhiheng, then said in a cold voice: "Whether it was the food that attracted him or the person, who can tell for sure?"
Yang Zhiheng seemed to not understand Xu Yanyi's sarcasm and smiled, "Being able to have dinner with Mr. Xu is a blessing that many people want. It's naturally attractive to people."
He raised his goblet and said, "I even asked for a glass of wine. I made a profit."
"Haha~" Xu Yanyi put down the cup, "Boss Yang is very busy, so I have to treat him well."
When adults argue with each other, they always have hidden meanings.
Qiao Qing naturally didn't know what was going on here.
She was still completing her work tasks, but it seemed that her superiors valued her and transferred her to a department as a manager, which was considered a jump of several levels.
The most obvious change is that at least now I can see Xu Yanyi during a meeting.
The relationship between the two was somewhat awkward. Apart from Zhou Jia, only Lin Qiaoqiao knew that she had some relationship with Xu Yanyi.
Of course, Lin Qiaoqiao wouldn't be so stupid as to publicize this matter in the company.
Qiao Qing didn't look at Xu Yanyi too much, and Xu Yanyi didn't show anything special, as if the person who had been so confrontational with Wang Yi before was just an illusion.
At noon, Wang Yi came to pick up Qiao Qing to have lunch together.
The two chose a restaurant near the company.
As soon as they sat down, Wang Yi handed the menu to Qiao Qing.
Just as Qiao Qing was about to take it, a shadow suddenly covered the light in front of her, and a big hand that she had never seen before gently touched her hand and took the menu.
"Master Wang, what a coincidence that you are eating here!"
The tone was as nonchalant as ever, but different from Wang Yi's voice.
Qiao Qing looked up and saw Yang Zhiheng's handsome face. For the first time, she took a close look at the man in front of her.
He has slightly high cheekbones and thin lips. Although he always smiles, there is a hint of unruliness between his eyebrows, yet there is also a kind of arrogance as if nothing can catch his eye. He seems to be the same type of person as Xu Yanyi, but also different.
Without getting their consent, Yang Zhiheng pulled out a chair and sat down.
"This is the first time I'm having dinner with Miss Qiao. Miss Qiao, why don't I treat you to this meal?"
He was clearly talking to Qiao Qing, but his eyes were directed towards Wang Yi, with a deliberate sense of ridicule.
Wang Yi's narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he tapped his slender fingers on the table thoughtfully, and raised his thin lips slightly: "Since Mr. Yang has this idea, how can I refuse it?"
Yang Zhiheng then turned his head and looked straight at Qiao Qing with his dark eyes, "What do you think, Miss Qiao?"
Qiao Qing frowned slightly, her watery eyes swept across Yang Zhiheng's face and finally fell on Wang Yi's handsome face, but the other party slightly lowered his eyes, so her thoughts could not be seen clearly.
She smiled and refused: "No need."
Yang Zhiheng crossed his legs and joked slowly, "Are you worried that Young Master Wang will be jealous? Young Master Wang doesn't mind, so don't think too much about it."
He turned to look at Wang Yi: "Master Wang, don't you agree?"
Wang Yi laughed, but he was angry.
"I do mind it a little, but since Mr. Yang wants to be a light bulb, I can't refuse him."
Yang Zhiheng shrugged nonchalantly, "I have to experience more things. I haven't tried the light bulb yet. I have to thank Master Wang for this today."
Things have come to this point, and Qiao Qing doesn't know what to say.
"Mr. Yang, if you have the time, why don't you find someone yourself so that we can be the light bulbs. Otherwise, we will be embarrassed to be alone with you."
Wang Yi seemed to have come to terms with it, he joked with a nonchalant smile.
Yang Zhiheng glanced at the menu in his hand, and without responding to Wang Yi's question, he handed it to Qiao Qing next to him, "Take a look at what you want to eat?"
Qiao Qing took the menu and suddenly didn't know whether to order or say anything.
She had no choice but to look down at the menu.
Wang Yi continued, "Qiao Qiao, order something expensive, otherwise how can we justify Mr. Yang's invitation?"
These words have a strong smell of gunpowder.
"Ah? Oh oh."
Qiao Qing was a little confused and quickly agreed.
"Yeah, that's true. The most important thing is to order what you like to eat, otherwise it would be unfair to me to treat you."
Yang Zhiheng turned to look at Wang Yi, "I heard that Mr. Wang's card was suspended. I don't know if I can invite you to dinner here in the future."
He was playing with his phone and said nonchalantly, "But it doesn't matter. You can come to me if you want to eat next time."
With a bony hand, he took out a business card from his pocket, placed it on the table and slowly pushed it in front of Qiao Qing.
He extended a hand as a gesture of invitation, "You are welcome to contact me anytime."
Qiao Qing had no idea about this. She looked at Wang Yi with slightly worried eyes and pursed her lips.
She pushed the business card in front of her back.
"No thanks. I think the food here is not as good as what Wang Yi cooks for me."
Wang Yi originally wanted to say something, but Qiao Qing's words made him smile instantly, his narrow eyes curved, as if all his anger had dissipated.
Yang Zhiheng smiled and said indifferently: "Don't be so hasty to refuse. Maybe it will be useful in the future."
He picked up the business card and stuffed it into Qiao Qing's bag in front of Wang Yi.
"Yang Zhiheng!!"
Wang Yi narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his angular lips slightly opened, and he called out in a cold voice.
Then he curled his lips and asked, "Are you challenging my limits?"
"Don't be angry. Hey, you're still angry. It's just a business card. Why are you so stingy?"
Yang Zhiheng still had that nonchalant attitude, as if he thought Wang Yi was making a big deal out of nothing.
"Don't talk, don't talk, order some food, Qiao Qiao is hungry."
He called out Qiao Qing's nickname very naturally and familiarly.
Qiao Qing's watery eyes flickered, she didn't know what Yang Zhiheng's sudden action meant. They were obviously brothers, but he was so unscrupulous. Suddenly, she couldn't understand this man.
No amount of reason will make sense when faced with such a shameless person.
Wang Yi already knew Yang Zhiheng's character, but he was still very angry. Was he trying to get involved?
Qiao Qing changed his seat and sat next to Wang Yi, showing the menu to Wang Yi.
"Look, what should I order? I want to eat this, but it's too greasy."
Her fair little face showed disgust, yet she couldn't help but salivate.
"Then order one. If you can't finish it later, I'll eat it."
Wang Yi reached out and rubbed Qiao Qing's head, showing his affection very naturally.
"Um."
Qiao Qing nodded obediently like a rabbit.
In front of Wang Yi, he was completely calm and obedient.
Yang Zhiheng's dark eyes glanced at Wang Yi, then turned to Qiao Qing's fair and delicate face, with a smile on his face.
He was playing with his cell phone in his hand, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Just when the atmosphere was somewhat relaxed and not as filled with gunpowder as before, a cold voice rang out.
"What a coincidence, you are all here?"
Qiao Qing and Wang Yi turned their heads to look over at the same time.
Yang Zhiheng paused while playing with his phone, and then continued to turn the phone without any thought of looking back.
That's interesting.
He curled his lips slightly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Under the gazes of Wang Yi and Qiao Qing, Xu Yanyi naturally pulled out a chair, pulled up his suit jacket, and sat down elegantly, just opposite Qiao Qing.
His angular face showed a calm expression, and he didn't care at all about the awkward atmosphere.
The atmosphere now was more than awkward. The three people's eyes collided from time to time, and the force was enough to stir up a wave.
Xu Yanyi turned to look at Yang Zhiheng and asked softly, "Didn't Mr. Yang come to me to beg for food? Why didn't you wait for me to come over to eat?"
He crossed his legs like Yang Zhiheng, his posture was more elegant and lazy than Yang Zhiheng's.
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Yang Zhiheng smiled and said, "It's because Mr. Xu was too busy to have time to eat with me, so I came here alone. I just happened to run into a friend, so we shared a table together."
Xu Yanyi leaned forward, his eyes swept across the faces of everyone present, and asked with a smile.
"Then no one should mind sharing a table."
He seemed to find it a little strange, and a look of surprise appeared on his usually expressionless face: "Why haven't you ordered yet? Aren't you here to eat?"
Wang Yi raised his peach blossom eyes slightly and glanced at Xu Yanyi and Yang Zhiheng's faces. He was silent for several seconds, then curled his lips and smiled.
"Who knows if they are here for the people or for the food?"
He paused, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the two people and asked, "What do you think?"
As soon as these words were spoken.
Suddenly, the surroundings became tense.
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