Chapter 149 This is my partner
It’s called a long holiday, but in reality it’s only seven days.
We also had to cooperate with the police investigation that night.
The two surviving robbers were already weak-willed, and when questioned by the police, they immediately confessed everything.
Fang Kaichang opened his arms, supported the desk, and stared at Jian Ruochen, "The British Hong Kong government has ideas about you, do you know?"
"I know." Jian Ruochen used his uninjured left hand to look through the robber's confession record.
It records in detail how the MI6 D Group found them, what favorable conditions they offered, and which targets they wanted them to eliminate.
This was an assassination attempt disguised as a robbery of a gold shop.
Guan Yingjun sat on the side and said, "Mr. Fang, why did the British Hong Kong government take action against Chen Yunchuan?"
Chen Yunchuan is very capable at work, but he is only an inspector of a police station. Objectively speaking, it is not worth such a large-scale assassination operation.
"The one who was killed was not Chen Yunchuan, but Brother Yi's wife."
Fang Kaichang sighed, "Your uncle is so rational and capable now, isn't it because of Madam's advice and suggestions behind the scenes? If Commissioner Le's original personality is taken into consideration, the entire Police Department will probably become a mess. The British Hong Kong government probably thinks that the Police Department is too powerful and has overshadowed the Security Bureau. They are afraid that they can't control the situation, so they are anxious to regain control."
Fang Kaichang laughed again and stroked his gray hair. "If my boss had known the ways of the world from the beginning, he wouldn't have taught you like this."
Guan Yingjun looked over, "Mr. Fang."
Fang Kaichang smiled and waved his hand, then turned to talk to Jian Ruochen: "Didn't your family hire a bodyguard for you?"
Jian Ruochen: "Please."
"Why didn't I follow you after I invited you?" Fang Kaichang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Jian Ruochen: ...
He stayed at Guan Sir's house yesterday. He couldn't bring a few bodyguards with him, as that would leave him with no privacy.
Besides, who would have known that they would be robbed just by going out to buy shrimp cakes.
The key is...
Uncle Luo doesn't know about their relationship yet.
Seeing that he didn't explain, Fang Kaichang thought of the hug that Guan Yingjun had given him when he ran towards him during the day.
Guan Yingjun has been a lone wolf since he was young. It was already strange that he could be seen strolling on the pedestrian street with others. It was even stranger that he showed such ecstasy as if he had recovered something after shooting the robber.
Think about the bodyguard that was hired but didn't show up...
If he still doesn't understand this, the position of Senior Inspector of the Special Operations Company of the Police Force will be given to someone else!
Hey, this...
The young people are really secretly in love.
Trendy.
Stimulate!
Fang Kaichang's eyes wandered, and he coughed lightly: "You must have bodyguards follow you from now on. You are very important to the entire Hong Kong now, and nothing must happen to you."
It is particularly important for the Special Duties Unit and Mobile Force of the Police Force.
Once something happens to Jian Ruochen, the heads of these two departments will be the first to lose their jobs, and the power of the Police Force will be reshuffled.
Jian Ruochen thought that it was not that important, and nodded obediently, "I understand, Sir Fang."
The robbery at the old gold shop happened at noon. It is already five o'clock in the evening. In another hour, STN will broadcast prime-time news.
The robbery will surely be highlighted on today's prime-time news.
Uncle Luo will definitely see it.
What should I do?
Jian Ruochen picked his fingers guiltily. Uncle Luo originally thought that being a policeman was dangerous and wanted him to study finance instead.
He had something on his mind and didn't even take Fang Kaichang's subsequent eloquent praise to heart. He was distracted for ten minutes, responding with a smile, and left the police office building with Guan Yingjun.
17:30 is the time for the police to have lunch.
Vehicles were coming in and out of the police department's parking lot, and there were three or five police brothers standing shoulder to shoulder at the entrance of the parking lot.
Everyone was talking and laughing, mostly talking about the robbery that happened during the day.
"Hey, I don't know how lucky the West Kowloon Crime Squad was that there were actually three police officers at the scene of a robbery. They really stole the limelight this time!"
"That's right. In all, we didn't use a single bullet. Even the gangster who kidnapped Jian Ruochen was shot dead by Guan Yingjun."
Speaking of this, several people looked at each other and couldn't help but wink at each other.
"Hey, that Guan Sir, I really can't believe... he's actually such a romantic."
"Who here isn't a person? Aren't you one? Did your childhood sweetheart beat you up today? Hahaha."
"Go away, stop framing her."
The group chatted and laughed as they walked towards a nearby tea restaurant.
Jian Ruochen listened to the teasing in their words, lowered his eyes and fastened his seat belt.
"Click."
Guan Yingjun's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. His Adam's apple rolled and he looked uncontrollably into Jian Ruochen's eyes, "You..."
Do you feel that this relationship is inappropriate?
"Come home with me." Jian Ruochen said calmly.
Guan Yingjun was stunned for a moment, "You were absent-minded in Fang Kaichang's office just now. Was that what you were thinking about?"
"Yeah." Jian Ruochen looked back at him, "I acknowledged Uncle Luo as my godfather, and he is now my father. I want to tell him about us during dinner tonight."
Guan Yingjun responded in a low voice: "Okay."
After saying this, it is more convenient to use the bodyguard, and there is no need to hide it in the future.
But what if Luo Binwen is not satisfied with him?
Guan Yingjun thought about it, turned the steering wheel, and headed to Heping Mall. "Is there anything Uncle Luo likes?"
Jian Ruochen thought for a moment: "... tobacco?"
Luo Binwen has a long pipe made of golden nanmu wood. He doesn't use it often, but he still takes a puff occasionally when he has free time.
The pipe was probably a gift from Crystal Conant, with her initials on the metal connecting rod.
In the end, Guan Yingjun did not buy tobacco in Heping Mall.
Mr. Luo is well-informed, and it seems a bit thoughtless for him to give the tobacco here as a gift to others.
He bought a set of clothes that made him look younger, and based on his memories of the few times he had met them, he quickly picked out a few brand new pocket watch holders and brand-name scarves. He then went back to his uncle and aunt's house and took out a few bottles of premium red wine from the gift store.
After putting together all the bits and pieces, the back seat was filled with the gifts.
Jian Ruochen was amazed.
Who says that Sir Guan doesn't understand the ways of the world? Isn't he quite good at understanding when he should?
This black open-collar casual suit is a good choice, and makes me look like I just graduated from college.
At six o'clock in the evening, Guan Yingjun parked his car in front of the door of Li Jin International Hilltop Villa, feeling unusually nervous.
He straightened his clothes, which were so new that the labels had just been cut off, and glanced at the person next to him, "How about changing into a suit?"
Jian Ruochen: ...
“It’s already very respectable.”
Guan Yingjun looks very good in this outfit.
A black open-necked casual suit with the zipper pulled up to the chest, revealing a white round-necked shirt underneath. He wore a pair of new, wrinkle-free blue-gray casual pants and a pair of black sneakers.
The hair was lightly combed with mousse to make it fluffy and tidy.
Jian Ruochen licked his lower lip and suddenly felt that it was better for men not to have sex.
In the past, when he saw Guan Yingjun dressed nicely, he would never think of going anywhere else.
But now…
Jian Ruochen thought for a while with a vague look in his eyes, then looked away as if to hide his true feelings, and raised his hand to knock on the door.
Luo Binwen had just arrived home and had just finished taking a shower. He opened the door himself while drying his hair.
Jian Ruochen immediately smiled and went up to hug him: "Uncle Luo!"
No matter how many holes there are, flattery will never wear out.
"You came back so early today, I believe the business of the company is going well and thriving. You are really the pillar of Conant. Conant cannot do without you, and I cannot do without Uncle Luo either."
Luo Binwen laughed and patted Jian Ruochen's fluffy hair: "It is indeed thriving. The electronics company you bought is really surprising. The market for portable notebook computers has opened up. The net profit in November is expected to double. I thought it would lose money."
Jian Ruochen said "Oh" and glanced behind him absentmindedly, "How much will it be if it doubles?"
"About a few billion US dollars, not a lot." Luo Binwen put the towel for wiping his hair on the tray brought by the maid.
Jian Ruochen's eyes darkened.
so much?
Then the 1 billion US dollars he donated to the motherland is equivalent to not spending it!
Luo Binwen poured a glass of lemonade and held it in his hand. He hid the smile on his lips and looked up at the person standing at the door, "Mr. Guan."
"Hello." Guan Yingjun held up the gift and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "Uncle Luo."
Luo Binwen had a feeling something was wrong.
If Guan Yingjun came with gifts because he wanted to ask a favor, he should have stated his purpose and exchanged greetings.
If not, why did he bring so many gifts?
Luo Binwen lowered his eyes and looked at Jian Ruochen, who was acting cute as soon as he entered the room.
Jian Ruochen's breathing suddenly stopped.
There was not a bit of the calm yet soul-stirring momentum that he had when he was in Guan Yingjun's car.
Instead, I feel a little bit at a loss.
He carefully considered the wording and reluctantly picked one from among boyfriend and darling that fit the context of the times.
"Uncle Luo." Jian Ruochen introduced in a low voice, "This is my boyfriend."
Bring it back and show it to you.
"Click"
The glass of lemonade and ice made a crisp sound.
Luo Binwen put the cup back on the tray with a normal look and looked at Guan Yingjun: "Come in."
Guan Yingjun walked in, changed into slippers, carried the gift in, and placed it on the coffee table, "Jian Ruochen said that you cherish your pocket watch, so we chose a few pocket watches together and gave them to you."
This statement was so flawless that Jian Ruochen secretly praised it.
The pocket watch clip is a very directional thing. If Guan Yingjun said that he picked it out individually, it would make people think that he was trying to find out other people's preferences and taking advantage of others.
Luo Binwen looked at Jian Ruochen, who had his head half lowered, and said, "Okay, thank you. Just put it on the side table."
Guan Yingjun put it down as he was told and sat next to Jian Ruochen.
Luo Binwen looked at the two people carefully.
Guan Yingjun is tall and a bit taciturn, but he doesn't seem to have any ulterior motives, and his heart and eyes are full of Jian Ruochen.
This is a good thing.
The Conant family has plenty of money, and the person the young master likes doesn't need to know anything about finance, nor does it matter how ambitious she is.
As long as the young master isn't harmed.
As for the young master... he's not arrogant and has never considered himself the head of the family. I don't know if he recognized this person out of impulse or if he just made up his mind.
Six o'clock in the evening.
The housekeeper turned on the TV on time and switched to the STN news channel.
Jian Ruochen grabbed his pants at his knees and suddenly felt doubly nervous.
Luo Binwen stared at him, and when he saw the young master poking his chin to his chest and almost wrapping himself up, he couldn't help laughing.
In this situation, he actually felt like he was Jian Ruochen's father.
If Jian Ruochen is really his and Crystal's child...
Luo Binwen picked up the black tea and poured a cup for Jian Ruochen and Guan Yingjun respectively: "Did you sleep at Mr. Guan's house yesterday?"
Jian Ruochen took a sip of the black tea and the tips of his ears were burned.
This sleep.
Is it a verb or a noun?
He just nodded silently, and then he heard Chen Zhuyao's sonorous and powerful announcement on TV:
"Today, an armed robbery occurred at the Lao Jin Store on Yau Tsim Mong Pedestrian Street. Before the police arrived, there were only three officers from the Crime Squad of the West Kowloon Regional Police Station at the scene to maintain order and engage in a gunfight with the robbers."
"Advisor Jian fought one against three and bravely broke the deadlock!"
Jian Ruochen met Luo Binwen's gaze, pulled up the corners of his lips, and smiled obediently, "Haha."
Luo Binwen rubbed the handle of the black tea cup in his hand, did not drink nor speak, and quietly read all the reports.
From the gunfight to Jian Ruochen bravely killing the bandit.
Then from negotiating to release the people to becoming hostages.
Finally, it was Guan Yingjun’s brilliant shot.
After all, STN is their own media, so they didn’t put the last hug on the screen.
Jian Ruochen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Luo Binwen's expression.
After a while.
"Have you had dinner?" Luo Binwen asked.
Jian Ruochen whispered, "Not yet."
"Injured." Luo Binwen's eyes fell on Jian Ruochen's palm, "The mainland sent over a skilled chef who cooked delicious meals. I'll tell him that you need to eat lighter meals recently."
As he spoke, he didn't even continue drinking his tea. He put down the cup and turned into the kitchen.
Jian Ruochen: ...Nothing?
Guan Yingjun was stunned for a moment.
He was prepared for the storm, but he didn't expect that Luo Binwen would be very calm except for a slight reaction when he first heard about their relationship.
"Maybe it's because nothing can be more stimulating than 'liking a scumbag like Lu Qian'." Jian Ruochen whispered.
Guan Yingjun's breathing stagnated.
He knew clearly that the Jian Ruochen who liked Lu Qian was not the Jian Ruochen of today, and that he liked Lu Qian mostly because of the influence of drugs, not the original intention of the previous person.
But he still felt as if his treasure was touched by someone.
I feel sad.
Guan Yingjun paused and said in a low voice: "Did the mainland also assign a chef to you?"
Jian Ruochen was a little embarrassed: "Maybe it's because when I had dinner with the leader, I ate..."
It feels like I haven't eaten in a year.
And...a skilled cook.
Why does it sound so much like the kitchen team is here to carry out a protection mission?
Let him fry some sugar color some other day.
Jian Ruochen was planning a full banquet in his mind. Half an hour later, the table was filled with stir-fried beans, stir-fried peas, scrambled eggs with leeks, braised pork with winter melon and kelp, corn and pork ribs soup, and stir-fried cauliflower with green peppers.
As far as the eye can see, there is no color at all.
The staple food is mushroom and shredded chicken porridge.
It smells nice, but it's not bland either, it's just not stimulating enough.
No spicy food, no soy sauce, no vinegar, and no ketchup.
Jian Ruochen ate in silence.
His right hand was injured and it was inconvenient for him to hold chopsticks, so he had to hold the spoon in his left hand and drink the porridge pitifully.
It was not enough to just broadcast what happened at noon on TV. STN also invited special experts to analyze whether there is a better solution when this situation occurs at noon.
Luo Binwen whispered, "Let the bodyguard follow you from now on."
Jian Ruochen nodded repeatedly: "I know."
"You know?" Luo Binwen laughed helplessly, "You should know how important you are to me, to this family, and even to Mr. Guan Yingjun."
Jian Ruochen was stunned.
"You should also think about whether Conant will become an out-of-control capital war chariot without you." Luo Binwen said almost cruelly, "Don't think that everything will be fine after making a will, young master, I am old."
The moment the words fell, Jian Ruochen saw the white mixed in Luo Binwen's hair and the slightly wrinkled back of his hands.
Luo Binwen looked away: "You need an heir."
After learning that Crystal's death was caused by the influence of drugs, his obsession with "love" disappeared.
As long as Jian Ruochen doesn't regret it.
but……
"Connat also needs an heir."
Guan Yingjun tightened his grip on the chopsticks.
No wonder Luo Binwen didn’t object just now, it turns out he was waiting here.
"I already like men. I won't turn around and date girls, nor will I have children with them." Jian Ruochen rejected softly.
Isn't this a waste of time?
Luo Binwen looked at him for a while, then suddenly sighed, "I knew you wouldn't agree."
"Forget it." Luo Binwen repeated in a low voice, "Forget it. You can adopt a few, or adopt from Connat's side branches. There will always be someone who can inherit Connat."
Luo Binwen clasped his hands together and placed them on the table: "How is it?"
Jian Ruochen: ...
Yes, you can.
But he didn't really want to be a father at the age of 20.
Including his previous life, he is only 25 years old now.
"Regarding adoption and foster care..." Jian Ruochen saw Guan Yingjun and whispered, "I need to discuss it with him. It's too early now."
Guan Yingjun is extremely soft-hearted.
He suddenly felt that even if Jian Ruochen had to have a secret relationship for the rest of his life because of his job, it wouldn't be a big deal.
Luo Binwen: "Okay."
He put down his bowl and chopsticks, turned around and said, "Clean up the guest room at home."
But in the end, Guan Yingjun didn't sleep in the guest room.
He went to the master bedroom holding the pillow and the powder given by the medical police from the police department.
After changing Jian Ruochen's medicine, he hugged him and fell asleep.
The first three days of the seven-day holiday were normal.
Jian Ruochen rests at home, and when he has nothing to do, he can go to the kitchen and learn how to make sugar color from a mainland chef.
At first glance, this man is obviously a cook, and his back is straighter than the decorative pillars in the yard.
After the crack on his palm healed, Jian Ruochen couldn't stand the bland food and drink at home anymore, so he ran to Bauhinia Apartment to find Guan Yingjun.
The two went to the noodle shop downstairs of the old hotel, ate a bowl of wonton noodles and a portion of fried fish. Only then was Jian Ruochen satisfied and stayed in the Bauhinia Apartment.
After the mainland learned about the robbers of the old gold shop, the videotaped confessions of the two robbers were used for diplomatic purposes to deter and condemn the British Hong Kong government.
There is smoke everywhere outside at this moment.
Jian Ruochen is the one who is praised the most and has the most nothing to do.
I have to eat by myself at home, but at Guan Sir’s house, I don’t even have to carry the bowl myself.
"It's not convenient to eat fried wontons with a spoon. Let me help you." Guan Yingjun said.
Jian Ruochen looked at the bed under his buttocks and said, "Actually, my legs are pretty good. Why don't we eat in the living room?"
There is no need to be so thorough.
"You've been lying at home for a long time, and you don't want to get up no matter how much you're called. Now you want to go out again?" Guan Yingjun smiled and dipped the tip of the wonton in vinegar. "Okay."
Jian Ruochen compromised.
It’s been four days, and I took my first sip of vinegar. If you miss this opportunity, you will never find it again.
He leaned over and bit off half of it, leaving the remaining half without the taste of vinegar on the chopsticks.
Guan Yingjun lowered his eyes to look over, then stuffed half of it into his mouth and finished it. "Eat the next one, don't be picky, or I'll feed you something else tonight."
As he spoke, he placed his chopsticks on the edge of the bowl and placed his hand on Jian Ruochen's stomach to feel it.
Jian Ruochen ate only half of it as if to provoke her.
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