Chapter 35 Why do I feel like a tool now?
After taking the medicine, Xu Jialan began to feel sleepy.
There is also a sleeping pill in the medicine.
She yawned.
Shen Xichuan glanced at her, his voice a little low, “If you’re sleepy, go back to the bedroom and sleep.”
Xu Jialan paused and looked back at him.
Before she said anything, Shen Xichuan had already guessed what she wanted to say.
He said, "I'm taking a break today. I'll go to the study to read some books later."
Xu Jialan knew that he brought a lot of books when he moved in, and they were now placed in her study.
She nodded, "Then I'll go to bed."
"Go ahead."
Xu Jialan put the documents on the sofa back into the study before slowly walking into the bedroom.
Hearing the sound of the bedroom door closing, the man turned his eyes to look in the direction of the bedroom.
The phone vibrated again, and it was still a message from Shen Yankai.
Shen Xichuan glanced at it, ignored it, got up and walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of Coke from it, then went into the study and closed the door.
He clasped the iron ring with one hand, took a sip of Coke, and called Shen Yankai back.
As soon as the call was connected, the person on the other end said, "Is your sister-in-law okay? Do you need a doctor?"
Shen Xichuan swallowed the Coke, “No need for now, she just took the medicine and fell asleep.”
Seeing this, Shen Yankai said, "Then take good care of her."
Shen Xichuan hummed lightly, drank Coke, and said nothing.
Shen Yankai waved his hand and asked the people around him to go down first.
After the office door was closed, he spoke, "I can keep your marriage a secret for now, but when are you going to tell your parents? You have to know that they have many old friends in the Civil Affairs Bureau."
Hearing this, Shen Xichuan thought of Xu Jialan's nervous expression when he knew he was going to meet his brother today, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
He said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, she's a little shy."
Shen Yankai: “?”
If he remembered correctly, his sister-in-law was a university professor, facing hundreds of unfamiliar students every day. Is this called being shy?
He thought it was an excuse made by Shen Xichuan, “Don’t always fool me like this.”
"I'm not fooling you."
Shen Xichuan sighed, “When she gets better, I’ll take her to have dinner with you.”
Shen Yankai's eyes lit up, "Really?"
"Well, don't scare her. She doesn't like to talk, so don't keep trying to get anything out of her."
Shen Xichuan knew Shen Yankai too well, so how could he not know his virtues?
Shen Yankai: “…”
"Am I that kind of person?"
Shen Xichuan clicked his tongue and said nothing.
Shen Yankai was silent for a few seconds, "Okay, I understand."
He still couldn't help but said, "Xiaochuan, I am your brother, right? Otherwise, why do I feel like I am more like a tool now?"
Shen Xichuan raised his eyes slightly, but did not answer the question.
Shen Yankai also has self-awareness.
"Okay, let's talk business."
Shen Xichuan raised his head, took a sip of Coke, and said nothing.
Shen Yankai flipped through the documents just now and discussed the next plans and arrangements of the Shen Group with Shen Xichuan.
Shen Xichuan wore a Bluetooth headset and put the can in his hand on the desk, responding to Shen Yankai from time to time.
He walked slowly to the bookshelf, pulled out a book at random, opened it, and found that it was full of neatly written notes.
The man leaned against the bookshelf and raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the notes.
Just like in high school, I like to fill my books with notes.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Shen Yankai asked again, "What percentage of success do you think this project has?"
Shen Xichuan came back to his senses, closed the book, put it back in its place, and thought for a few seconds.
"If it's less than 50 percent, I suggest you give up."
"So low?" Shen Yankai frowned, "I thought it would be at least 50%."
Who would have thought that the probability is not even half.
Shen Xichuan snorted lightly, “There must be something wrong with the person who gave you this project.”
He took out a book he had brought with him and walked towards the desk.
"At first glance, this plan seems to be flawless and has great potential for development. However, in reality, the success rate of development is less than half. There are only two possibilities in this situation."
Shen Yankai listened to him, chuckled silently, and said, "Which two?"
"Either someone wants to lock up Shen's funds and use the project to delay Shen's and divert your attention, or..."
The man paused, sat down, and said in a slightly cold voice, "A traitor has appeared in the Shen family."
Shen Yankai's expression was slightly tense, and he lowered his eyes to glance at the signature submitted on the plan.
He tapped the table with his fingertips, "I see. I'll send someone to investigate this matter."
Shen Xichuan hummed without much concern, drank a sip of Coke, opened the book, and looked down.
Shen Yankai closed the plan and put it aside, then said to the man on the other end of the phone, "You have such a good talent for business, and you like it yourself. You should be the best candidate to inherit the Shen Group, but you rushed into the fire department headfirst."
Shen Xichuan was a little impatient, “Brother, ten years haven’t come yet.”
Shen Yankai was silent for a moment, "Can't you be considerate of your brother and come back sooner?"
Shen Xichuan didn’t want to pay attention to him, “I have something else to do, I’ll hang up first.”
"It's the weekend, what else can you do?"
Before Shen Yankai could finish his words, the phone was hung up.
He looked at his phone helplessly.
Then, his eyes fell on the plan.
Thinking of what Shen Xichuan said just now.
A dangerous light flashed across the man's eyes, and he pressed the intercom, "Send someone in."
…
The next day, Monday.
The alarm clock rang on time.
Xu Jialan stretched out his hand and accurately turned off the alarm clock without even opening his eyes.
She buried herself in the quilt, not wanting to remember.
After taking those fever-reducing drugs, she felt a little weak.
All I want to do is sleep.
She was still struggling in the quilt.
The faint scent of agarwood lingered at the tip of my nose, making me feel even more sleepy.
At this moment, the bedroom door was opened from the outside.
Someone walked in.
Xu Jialan heard the voice and guessed that the person was Shen Xichuan.
But at this time, she really didn't want to get up.
After struggling for a while, she finally looked up from under the quilt.
Coincidentally, the man was holding a thermometer in his hand, leaning over slightly, and was about to take her temperature.
The two looked at each other unexpectedly.
Shen Xichuan was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, “Are you scared? Let me take your temperature.”
Xu Jialan hummed and said nothing.
“Beep—”
Shen Xichuan lowered his eyes to look at the temperature in the thermometer and breathed a sigh of relief, “The fever has subsided.”
His eyes fell on her, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Xu Jialan tilted his head slightly and touched his forehead. "No, I'm just a little sleepy after taking the medicine."
And there is no taste in the mouth.
The porridge I drank last night didn't taste like anything.
This was a bit uncomfortable for her.
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