Chapter 47 Fishing
Yu Zechuan was shocked when he said this. How could he say such a thing for no reason, and to someone he had just met for less than a day? However, when he thought of Jiang Boyun's scolding at the corner just now, he suddenly calmed down.
He was extremely calm, and his desire for possession became increasingly clear.
Yu Zechuan looked at Lu Yan carefully, not hiding his possessiveness at all. The cold cologne on his body even turned into a sweet temptation mixed with money and desire. His voice was deep: "Jiang Boyun's current status is all due to me. If you rely on me, what belongs to him will be yours in the future."
Does this mean that Jiang Boyun is going to be kicked out?
But Jiang Boyun's was not enough, Lu Yan's appetite was bigger and greedier. He pretended to be hesitant when he heard this, turned his head away from Yu Zechuan's hand, and decided to fish for him first: "Mr. Yu, I just want to find a job, I don't dare to think about anything else."
Yu Zechuan raised his eyebrows lightly: "Since you have come out to fight, there is nothing you dare not think about. Jiang Boyun's support will soon fall, so you should think carefully about who you should rely on."
Lu Yan thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Yu, can you give me a few more days to think about it?"
Yu Zechuan didn’t have much patience: “One day.”
Lu Yan: “Isn’t it a bit too short?”
Yu Zechuan frowned: "Three days. I don't like people bargaining with me."
Lu Yan could only sigh and agree: "Then three days."
He stood up straight after speaking and took back his hand from Yu Zechuan's waist: "Boss Yu, let's go back, otherwise Boss Jiang will get suspicious if we leave for too long."
Yu Zechuan raised his eyebrows coldly: "Do you think I'm afraid of him?"
Lu Yan smiled and coaxed, "Of course not."
It was just an ordinary sentence, but Yu Zechuan was inexplicably coaxed. He looked at Lu Yan deeply, then turned around and left the smoking room.
Fearing that this might arouse suspicion, Lu Yan deliberately waited for a few minutes before returning to the private room. When he entered, he saw that everyone was already seated and the party had returned to their previous happy appearance.
Jiang Boyun glanced at Lu Yan and asked, "Where have you been? Why did you come back just now?"
Lu Yan pulled out a chair and sat down, making up an excuse: "Nothing, I just went to the bathroom."
Yu Zechuan raised his eyelids, thinking that this person was also a liar, but he didn't know if he had evil intentions like Jiang Boyun. During the dinner, his eyes couldn't help but drift towards Lu Yan, and the more he looked, the more he liked him. But the latter seemed to have seen nothing, looking at his nose and his heart, not even looking at him once.
Yu Zechuan sneered in his heart, thinking he was so hypocritical.
Lu Yan had been looking at his phone, and suddenly he realized that the temperature of the gaze on him had dropped more than a little, and it was as cold as a knife. He guessed the reason in his heart, and raised his head to look at Yu Zechuan at the right time, with a smile quietly flashing in his eyes, and he felt a little helpless.
Even though he didn't say anything, it made people blush and their hearts beat fast for some reason.
Yu Zechuan withdrew his gaze awkwardly, and his fair earlobes felt a little hot.
Jiang Boyun didn't know what happened yet, he just wanted to finish the dinner quickly, thus ignoring the undercurrents of the two people beside him. Because Jiang Xiaowei and his friends were all drunk, after the banquet, Jiang Boyun could only find a few drivers to take them home. When it was Yu Zechuan and Lu Yanshi's turn, they felt a little troubled.
Lu Yan stood at the bottom of the steps and stretched his waist. His figure was tall and slender, and it seemed that even the wind favored him. The hem of his clothes was blown up in the night, revealing a waistline that was tied with a belt and looked particularly sexy. He turned his head to look at Jiang Boyun, but his eyes passed through his shoulder and fell on another person:
"General Jiang, I didn't drink. I can just park my car and go back."
Please send Mr. Yu back.
This polite remark rolled to the tip of my tongue, but I swallowed the second half of it inexplicably. I didn't want these two people to have any contact with each other again.
Although Jiang Boyun was concerned about Lu Yan's body, he also knew that Yu Zechuan was in a bad mood at the drinking party just now. He secretly weighed the pros and cons, and finally decided to coax Yu Zechuan back first: "Okay, then send me a message when you get home to let me know you're safe."
Lu Yan nodded, and finally looked at Yu Zechuan: "Mr. Yu, I'll leave first."
His eyes were full of the frankness and enthusiasm of a young man, which was much more pleasing than Jiang Boyun's reserved calculations. The night wind blew his hair into a mess, but his eyes were clear and bright, and his handsome face was particularly soft under the light.
Yu Zechuan clearly heard his heart skip a beat. He frowned to suppress the strange feeling and hummed without any emotion: "Don't forget the work assigned by the leader when you go back."
He gave Lu Yan three days to consider.
So Lu Yan just revealed a hint of entanglement and embarrassment, lowered his head and replied, "I understand."
After Lu Yan left, Jiang Boyun looked at Yu Zechuan helplessly and said jokingly, "He just joined the company. It's a rare meal today, but you still remember to work. Aren't you afraid that others will say that you, as a big boss, exploit people?"
Yu Zechuan noticed something and looked at Jiang Boyun deeply: "Why, you seem to be very concerned about that relative?"
Jiang Boyun's heart skipped a beat, and he smiled and said perfunctorily: "He is young and has just started working, so I have to take care of him a little more. It's getting late. Let's go. I'll drive you home."
Yu Zechuan: "No need, I'm going back to the old house to see my grandfather today, I can just let the driver take me there."
In his mind, Jiang Boyun was no different from a useless chess piece, and there was no need to even give him a glance. He saw the driver park the car on the side of the road and walked over directly.
Yu Zechuan sat in the back seat. The closed car window blocked out the annoying gaze from outside. He pinched his temples and told the driver, "Go back to the old house."
The driver looked outside and asked: "Aren't you taking Mr. Jiang with you?"
He obviously knew that Jiang Boyun was highly respected, both in the company and in private life, so he asked subconsciously.
Yu Zechuan had been resting his eyes with his eyes closed, but he slowly opened them upon hearing that. His gloomy and cold eyes were covered with a layer of darkness in the rearview mirror, making him look even more moody.
"I don't want to hear any more news about him. Do you understand?"
The driver's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly whispered a yes, starting the car and heading towards the old house. The shadows of the trees on both sides of the road fell on the smooth and shiny car body, and it disappeared without a trace.
Jiang Boyun stood on the side of the road, frowned, and felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.
Mr. Yu has seldom been to the company due to his health. Now he only visits when it is a big event. He usually lives alone in the old house, grows flowers and plants, practices Tai Chi in his spare time, and his life is pretty good.
Yu Zechuan came back late today. When his nanny Aunt Zhang came out to get him slippers, she lowered her voice and pointed upstairs: "The old man just went to bed not long ago."
Yu Zechuan changed his shoes and went into the house, his voice lowered a bit: "Well, don't bother him."
Aunt Zhang smoothed his coat and hung it on the hanger, then asked concernedly, "Mr. Yu, would you like to have some midnight snack?"
Yu Zechuan couldn't eat anything, because Jiang Boyun ruined his appetite at the banquet. How could he be so generous and not care about it? He had supported the other party for many years, but in the end he was called a "lunatic". Anyone would be upset.
Yu Zechuan: “No need.”
Aunt Zhang gently advised, "Eat something, Mr. Yu. The kitchen has stewed mung bean, lily and pork ribs soup, which is good for clearing away heat and reducing internal heat."
She is about fifty years old, a simple and honest person. In her previous life, the Yu family fell into decline and her grandfather was hospitalized due to a heart attack. She was the only one who took care of him. She did not ask for her salary for the last few months, and after taking care of her grandfather's funeral, she returned to her hometown in the countryside.
Yu Zechuan didn't know all this. He looked at Aunt Zhang's haggard face, which looked much older than her actual age. He could vaguely see some kindness in her simple eyes, and her movements were barely noticeable.
Aunt Zhang knew he agreed, but she couldn't bring herself to say it, so she smiled and said, "Go sit in the dining area for a while. I'll go get the soup."
Upon hearing this, Yu Zechuan had to change his direction as he was about to go upstairs, and sat down at the dining table to wait. Although the lights above his head were bright, it could not block the night spreading outside the window, making him feel lonely for no reason.
He thought again of what happened in the restaurant today.
Neurosis?
Yu Zechuan wondered in a daze, am I really a psychopath?
But he just doesn't have a mother. If that woman were still alive now, she would be about the same age as Aunt Zhang. She would tell him not to come back too late and would take care of him and make soup for him.
When he was in college, Yu Zechuan was withdrawn and arrogant, always keeping to himself. Only Jiang Boyun persisted in talking to him and getting close to him, but it turned out that he was also pursuing profit.
A layer of frost quietly formed in Yu Zechuan's eyes, and even the steaming hot pork ribs soup could not melt it. He asked Aunt Zhang to go back to sleep, and drank sip after sip mechanically, wondering what he was thinking.
Old people are sensitive to cold, and although Yu Zechuan came back with very little noise, Old Man Yu still woke up. He put on his reading glasses, and when he went downstairs, he saw his precious grandson sitting alone at the dining table eating, and his face did not look good.
"Zechuan, why didn't you tell me you were coming back?"
Yu Zechuan paused: "Grandpa, why are you awake?"
Mr. Yu has been a leader in the business world for decades. Although his eyesight is a little blurry due to his age, the brilliance in his eyes cannot be underestimated. He is a man of great talent. He sat down at the dining table and adjusted his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. His frosty white hair was not a single color. "Are you in a bad mood?"
Yu Zechuan felt a little uncomfortable: "No, I just stopped by to take a look."
Old Master Yu snorted coldly: "I have watched you grow up since you were a child, and you still want to hide it from me. Tell me, what happened?"
It would have been better if he didn't say anything. Once Yu Zechuan started talking, he felt even more upset and the soup in his mouth lost its taste. He had no choice but to put down the spoon and tell him what happened in the restaurant.
"Bang--!"
Master Yu was immediately furious and slammed the table. It was said that Yu Zechuan was narrow-minded, but he was not that narrow-minded, otherwise he would not have been so angry that he had a heart attack and was hospitalized: "Jiang Boyun is nothing! If you hadn't promoted him to Yinchuan Group, he would still be struggling in the mountains and ditches now!"
"I didn't agree with you promoting an outsider to the core of the company in the first place. You were blinded by shit and obsessed with helping him. Now you've raised an ungrateful person!"
Yu Zechuan was embarrassed, thinking that the old man's scolding was too harsh, and frowned and whispered, "Grandpa!"
Old Master Yu suppressed his anger and said, "Grandpa what! Don't call me Grandpa. I don't have a grandson as stupid as you. I knew that the company couldn't be left to you to manage. I only gave you half of the power, but you made such a big mess!"
Yu Zechuan has talent, but because he is too introverted and doesn't know how to get along with others, his character flaws are easily picked out.
Old Master Yu sighed bitterly: "You are like this, I can't close my eyes even if I die!"
Yu Zechuan finally reacted, but he frowned, pulled out a chair and prepared to get up and go back to his room. He hated hearing this kind of words the most. Every time he heard it, he felt like needles were stabbing his heart, making him feel so choked that he couldn't even breathe.
Mr. Yu sat in his seat with a sullen face and suddenly said, "They didn't promote Rongbo's land well enough. When it was put on sale, it was outsold by other properties that were sold at the same time. They will use this to find fault and demote Jiang Boyun."
"As for his position..."
Mr. Yu frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "Ah Jin has graduated for a few years. Let him join the company to help you."
Yu Zechuan paused when he heard this: "I understand."
In a trance, he seemed to hear a sigh from behind him, which dissipated into the air like the wind.
Because of his bad mood and many miscellaneous matters that needed to be dealt with, Yu Zechuan did not go to the company this week and even forgot the appointment with Lu Yan.
It was Friday, the sun was shining brightly and everyone was feeling lazy. The atmosphere in the office was quite low. When everyone thought about the weekend tomorrow, their minds were so far away that they had no mood to work.
Except Lu Yan.
He stared at the computer with full concentration, frowning slightly, looking extremely serious, completely different from his usual self. Even Jiang Kangkang noticed something was wrong and said suspiciously, "Lu Yan, there's something wrong with you lately."
Lu Yan was absent-minded: "Why is it not right?"
Jiang Kangkang tilted his head and looked at him: "You seem to be very diligent at work recently. Not only are you not late, but you also stay and work overtime. This is not like you anymore."
Lu Yan thought that it was all for the sake of a chance encounter with Yu Zechuan. He had even thought about how to play hard to get afterwards. However, he didn't see the other party for a whole week, and he didn't get any information even after asking for it.
It's really interesting. He originally planned to fish the other party, but he didn't expect to be fished back.
Lu Yan leaned back in his chair thoughtfully, remembering what his secretary had said this morning that President Yu would come over for an inspection in the afternoon. His eyelashes drooped slightly, and he immediately had an idea.
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