Chapter 65 Chapter 65 When I sobered up, I pushed the blame on Leng Baiyao...
"Are you crazy?"
"No." Chi Ke sat opposite Leng Chengye and answered calmly, "It is precisely because I am not crazy that I have to do this."
"Not crazy? I saw how hard you worked for that hospital this year, and now you want to sell it, and the reason is 'lack of freedom'? You tell me you are not crazy?" Leng Chengye frowned, "What is not free? Life? Wealth?"
Chi Ke took a sip of tea and said calmly, "The people I care about are not free."
He was not sitting here today as an employee, but a businessman negotiating a deal, so he did not deliberately lower his aura and attitude.
When Shenghuijia was first established, Mr. Leng had already planned to acquire shares in it, but at that time Ji Qian himself hadn't even established himself, and Chi Ke absolutely didn't dare to let this old fox set foot in.
Now that the hospital doesn't want it, the easiest thing to do is to just package it and sell it to Mr. Leng. The old man and he know each other well, so they can save the troublesome steps of socializing.
But he didn't beg the old man to buy it.
The hospital has developed to this point, and there are many people willing to buy it at a high price. He sold it to Leng Chengye at an affordable price, which was actually a favor and a plan to leave Zhenting.
Leng Chengye's expression froze for a long time, and then he spoke unhappily, "I thought you wouldn't be carried away by childish emotions."
Chi Ke shook his head: "This is the result of careful consideration."
"Okay, then I won't persuade you anymore." The old man took the document neatly. "I will arrange for someone to follow up on the hospital's investigation and assessment next week. If everything goes well, we will start the handover process in November. Any questions?"
Chi Ke: “No problem.”
"The price you quoted me is very good," Leng Chengye obviously understood, "Is there something you want to ask me for?"
Chi Ke gradually sat up straight from the back of the chair, and placed his hands, which had fallen casually on his legs, neatly on the table, just like the special assistant headed by the chairman: "I want to leave Zhenting next year."
The chairman showed no surprise: "Are you planning to break the contract?"
"I don't have such plans." Chi Ke had already thought of the words, "I have thought about it for a long time. In fact, my staying in Zhenting will not be of much help to you and the future development of the company. The position of Assistant Director does not have to be mine. There are even people who can do better than me."
When talking to a smart person, one should know when to stop talking. The old man snorted and laughed: "Although you don't like to talk normally, you can really talk a lot in this kind of situation."
"That has to make sense for you to listen to." Chi Ke said, "I can assure you that there will be no competition with Zhen Ting in the future. If the two young masters need it, I will do my best to help."
It goes without saying which is more valuable: the help of an assistant director or the help of a company founder or CEO.
Leng Chengye said nothing, playing with the empty teacup.
Chi Ke added new tea to the kettle, heated it up and filled it up for him.
Leng Chengye finally spoke: "Okay, you don't have to wait that long. After the New Year, you can leave after completing the handover."
Chi Ke was a little surprised, but didn't show it, and his hand remained steady as he poured the tea.
Leng Chengye's smile deepened and he patted his arm: "Come on, do a good job."
Chi Ke was in urgent need of money, so the faster this project was advanced, the better.
After bidding farewell to Mr. Leng, he went directly to the hospital to prepare the documents, so that the process would be faster.
Ji Qian was in the operating room, and there was only an intern in the office helping to organize documents.
Seeing him coming, the intern immediately stood up and greeted him: "Mr. Chi."
"Mind your own business, don't worry about me." Chi Ke opened the cabinet skillfully, "Your dean's..."
The voice stopped abruptly.
There was a pile of folders in the cabinet, ranging from qualification documents to asset list certificates and other information, all neatly stacked with sticky notes.
He took it out and flipped through it casually. The content inside was also complete and comprehensive.
It's really reassuring.
The intern turned his head and asked, "Mr. Chi, what did you say?"
"Nothing." Chi Ke took the file away. "I have something else to do. Please tell your dean that I have taken the things."
"No problem." The intern said, "But the dean's meeting should be almost over. It's almost time for dinner. Can't you stay a little longer, Mr. Chi?"
Gossip spreads quickly in the hospital. Now all the medical staff know about their relationship, and some long-term residents in the inpatient department also know about it.
"No, I have a dinner meeting later." Chi Ke said hello and left without staying for long.
After the last warning, Ji Song has not made any small moves recently and has not dared to take any action on the project in Ji Qian's hands.
But he would not only prepare one way to do things, and he would not feel at ease unless Ji Song was suppressed to the point where he could not hold his head up.
It is useless to target Ji Song’s small company only. As long as the Ji family does not fall, Ji Song is still the eldest son of the Ji family.
Of course, he is unable to take action against the Ji family at the moment. Fortunately, Leng Baiyao, Su Jinmian, Li Xiuming and others are happy to see it happen. Recently, they have been eating together when they have nothing to do, thinking about how to harm others every day, just like the group of villains in novels who are in cahoots with each other.
The venue for today's meal was chosen by Su Jinmian. The two of them didn't exchange much pleasantries. As soon as Su Jinmian came up, he put down the tender documents, opened his notebook, and began to write a long speech.
This lady works even more crazily than Chi Ke.
Chi Ke had just lowered his head to eat for a while when Su Jinmian said anxiously, "Brother, don't eat anymore. Listen to me first! Eat after I finish talking! I'm in a hurry!"
Chi Ke had no choice but to put down his chopsticks.
He understood Su Jinmian because he was the same before, careless at work, but now Ji Qian was in charge of him. He had to maintain a healthy lifestyle and would feel hungry if he skipped a meal.
But today Su Jinmian was a little too excited, as if he was deliberately not allowing himself to have any free time.
Chi Ke didn't say anything, just listened to her chattering.
Su Jinmian fell silent when she got to the last page of the PPT, racking her brains to think of something else to do.
Chi Ke sighed silently: "Boss Su hasn't returned to Chengjiang Bay recently?"
Chengjiang Bay is the villa that Leng Baiyao registered in Su Jinmian's name. It is also the "wedding house" that the two use to show their good relationship and live together.
Su Jinmian choked and said awkwardly, "You know?"
Chi Ke said: "Mr. Leng is basically aware of Leng Baiyao's schedule. He has returned to his villa for three consecutive days."
"Well... indeed... we had a little conflict." Su Jinmian played with her hair absentmindedly. "It can't be called a conflict, it's just a small conflict."
Chi Ke: "He dares to quarrel with you?"
What kind of conflict could Leng Baiyao cause with his temper?
"It wasn't a quarrel," Su Jinmian said awkwardly, "I came home drunk a few days ago and did something rude."
Chi Ke: “?”
"That's right. I don't drink very well. He was already asleep when I got home," Su Jinmian said. "I don't know what I was thinking at the time. I was probably really drunk. I took out all the ties in his drawer and tied him to the bed before he woke up..."
There was a brief blankness in Chi Ke's expression.
Su Jinmian: "Take off his clothes..."
Chi Ke felt that the following was a bit indecent and he should not listen: "Wait——"
Su Jinmian: "I drew a turtle on his belly with a paintbrush."
Chi Ke: “…”
Su Jinmian: "Super big turtle."
…
“Hahahahahahaha!!”
Ji Qian almost fell to the ground laughing: "Hahahahaha your fiancée's hand-painting skills are so superb hahahaha!!"
Leng Baiyao lowered his shirt with a dark face: "Get out if you laugh again!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's really a little funny." Ji Qian wiped away the tears from his eyes, "Let me take another look, eh, can I take a picture for my husband - hey hey hey! Put down the ashtray! If you don't want to take a picture, then don't take a picture, you stingy guy."
Leng Baiyao put down the ashtray and picked up the pillow to hit him on the head.
Ji Qian sat on the floor, smiled and turned his head away: "Just draw it, don't be so petty, she is your fiancée, what's wrong with letting him draw her belly? She is still a turtle, she wishes you a long life, can you be more content? Why did you run away from home because of this? I remind you, the cold war is very hurtful."
"It's not because of the turtle." Leng Baiyao scratched his hair impatiently. His usually meticulous slicked back hair was now like a chicken coop.
"Keep talking." Ji Qian smelled the scent of melon, "You'll be alone if you're halfway through your conversation!"
"You!" Leng Baiyao couldn't stand such a curse. He got angry for a while and said, "Why can't she forget her ex-boyfriend no matter what?"
Ji Qian: "Why do you say that?"
Leng Baiyao: "Heh, she called her ex-boyfriend's name when she was drunk."
…
"Tom, he was my favorite male model in the past. Of course, he wasn't the kind of male model who did things randomly. I don't have many hobbies, I just like to have a male model feed me food while I play mahjong." Su Jinmian said in annoyance, "I don't know why I called Leng Baiyao Tom, but I did it anyway, and, uh, I even kissed him."
Chi Ke thought: Isn’t this a good deal for him?
A turtle in exchange for a kiss, Leng Baiyao must feel that it is not a loss.
"When I woke up the next day, he asked me who Tom was. Do you think I could tell him that I mistook you for the male model I ordered? Wouldn't he be mad? He would definitely think that I was greedy for his body." Su Jinmian analyzed it clearly, "We agreed before we got engaged that we would not have any improper thoughts about each other, and would not have any feelings or desires. I definitely didn't want him to misunderstand that I had breached the contract! I told him the truth. I said Tom was my deceased ex-boyfriend... I didn't lie. The male model really died during the rock climbing process."
"Then he got angry for some reason. I went there and took off his shirt and went in to take a shower... Do you think he has a problem? He didn't wash it last night after being painted. He had to wait until it was almost dry and solid before going in to rub it with a bath towel. Now it's fine, right? It hasn't fallen off in so many days. He went back to live there the next day."
Chi Ke was filled with emotion: "So, you want to ask me how to make him not angry?"
"Yes, this is indeed my fault." Su Jinmian looked worried, "I wish we could separate... but if I did something wrong, I should apologize. I won't deny my fault just because I don't want him to come back to live with me. Mr. Chi, do you have any good ideas? Can you help me think of a solution?"
Chi Ke didn’t know Leng Boyao very well: “From my personal point of view, I suggest you just ask him directly.”
"Oh, you don't know. If I say Tom is a male model at this critical moment, he will be so angry that he will be sent to the ICU. I want him to calm down first before confessing." Su Jinmian touched his nose, "Mr. Chi, how do you usually coax your partner?"
I don't coax.
He can usually calm himself down.
Su Jinmian got the answer from his silence and asked in a different way: "If your partner makes you angry, how can he please you?"
…
"First, crazy text message bombing."
Ji Qian said: "I see 99+ messages on my screen 24 hours a day."
Leng Baiyao flipped through the chat history between himself and Su Jinmian, then smashed his phone into the sofa and sneered, "Not a single message. She must be hoping to send me to the ICU."
"Don't worry." Ji Qian comforted, "Second, buy gifts like crazy."
Ever since he was punished by Chi Ke that day, the gifts he bought have filled up the bedroom at home.
Leng Baiyao silently went to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of wine: "Don't talk about gifts."
I didn’t even get compensated for the pile of ties that were wasted.
Seeing that this person could only drink to drown his sorrows, Ji Qian sympathized and said, "Third, flash back and forth in front of her to show your presence."
Leng Baiyao smiled miserably and blew away a bottle of wine without saying a word.
Ji Qian patted his shoulder: "You are so pitiful——"
Leng Baiyao suddenly asked: "After you did this, did you get forgiveness?"
Ji Qian: “…”
Ji Qian was quiet for a moment and took away a bottle of wine.
No one knows what he went through this week.
No one understands his pain.
He likes close contact, and since he doesn't dare to ask for further communication, he uses hugging to relieve his desire. Now he can't hug or touch me, and he feels like he's being tortured every day when he opens his eyes.
This week is no different from that of a monk.
Holding hands and hugging could be stopped, but when she subconsciously called out "husband" several times, Chi Ke said, "I remember it, and we'll settle it later."
Ji Qian was so scared.
The key is that he still doesn't know why Chi Ke is angry! He didn't remind him at all!
The two men who were frustrated in love toasted and drank in silence, and the bottles were emptied one after another.
Leng Baiyao asked: "Aren't you afraid of getting drunk?"
Ji Qian said, "It's great to be drunk."
Leng Baiyao: “?”
Ji Qian had a blank expression on his face: "Fourth, it's nonsense. I don't dare to do it, so I haven't done it yet. It's a good opportunity to drink to give myself courage."
Leng Baiyao said respectfully: "How dare you pester Mr. Chi... How do you want to pester him?"
Ji Qian: “I don’t know.”
Forget it. What rules are there to follow when you’re drunk? Just kiss him first.
He usually didn't dare to do that, and he had to be sneaky when solving his physiological problems. He even stole two shirts from Chi Ke as props.
Chi Ke still thinks that he threw the two shirts into the washing machine and crushed them and threw them away.
This is not Ji Qian being reserved or embarrassed.
The main reason was that he was afraid that Chi Ke would feel that the progress was too fast.
And he had secretly paid attention to Chi Ke.
This guy really rarely has a physical reaction. He deliberately played a gay-themed movie with intimate scenes. Chi Ke raised his eyes to take a look, then lowered his head expressionlessly and continued to read those reference books in English.
Many times after kissing and going to take a shower, he deliberately let Chi Ke take a shower first, and then secretly listened at the bathroom door. He didn't hear any unusual sounds other than the sound of running water, so he concluded that his boyfriend might be sexually cold.
What should I do then?
There is absolutely no way he would force Chi Ke to do something he didn't like.
It's okay to be cold, but it's also good to be able to kiss.
Try desensitization treatment first, step by step, and maybe you will be able to accept it slowly in the future?
Ji Qian just doesn't have the courage to take the first step in desensitization.
Normally he asked Chi Ke not to drink, and he also set an example by not being hypocritical. He never found an opportunity to drink. Moreover, if a person drinks and acts crazy with a strong purpose, Chi Ke will definitely see through it.
This time it's just right.
When he sobered up, he pushed the blame onto Leng Boyao, saying that he was forced to drink!
Ji Qian was thinking about something and opened another bottle of wine for Leng Baiyao: "Drink! Drink more!"
…
"Have you forgiven him for doing this?" Su Jinmian asked.
Chi Ke shook his head: "So I suggest not to do this. Only by finding the source of the conflict can the problem be solved."
It's not that he didn't mean to be honest with Ji Qian. There's nothing wrong with talking about it. Intimate interactions between lovers are not a topic that needs to be avoided ashamedly. It's just that that idiot really made him laugh at that time, so he deliberately made Ji Qian unhappy for a few days.
When the deadline arrives tomorrow, he will naturally bring this matter up for discussion.
Su Jinmian wanted to ask something, but Chi Ke gestured "wait a moment" and answered the phone: "Uncle Zhang."
Su Jinmian pricked up her ears.
Uncle Zhang is the housekeeper of Leng Baiyao's family.
"Yeah, yes, I'm free." Chi Ke frowned, "Drunk? Both of you drunk? How drunk? Singing to the moon? Who? Leng Baiyao..."
Chi Ke breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it wasn't the embarrassing one from his own family.
On the other hand, Su Jinmian was covering her face in despair.
Chi Ke had already stood up and put on his clothes: "Where's Ji Qian? What does it mean to eat a foreign object?"
Zhang Bo tried to persuade this and that, and then said anxiously, "He pulled all the flowers out of the vase at the young master's house, and then he held the trash can and ate and vomited every flower. He said he had that...flower-flower vomiting syndrome."
Chi Ke: “…”
Chi Ke shouldn't be happy so early.
If I had known how crazy Ji Qian would be when he was drunk, how could he feel so relieved?
After hanging up the phone, Chi Ke asked Su Jinmian: "Will you come with me?"
"Together." Su Jinmian wanted to appreciate her fiancé's singing voice.
The two rushed to Leng Boyao's villa, and the battle had evolved into the second stage.
Leng Baiyao stopped singing and began to recite poetry to the moon with an expressionless face.
"I mistook vinegar for ink, and wrote about the sourness on paper for half my life..."
"From now on, we will never meet again, so let's not talk about each other's strengths and weaknesses..."
Su Jinmian exclaimed in amazement: "Isn't this quite literary? How could he fail the Chinese language test back then?"
She took an orange, peeled it and stuffed the whole thing into his mouth.
The world is finally quiet.
Compared to her rudeness, the other side seems much gentler.
There were bare stems and leaves all around Ji Qian, and the trash can was full of flower petals.
The man had nothing left to eat, so he began to fold roses out of newspaper, mumbling something in his mouth: "Eighteen, eighteen, eighteen..."
There were already seventeen beautiful, neatly folded paper roses on the table.
I have to say that Ji Qian's hands are really flexible.
Chi Ke recorded a video with his mobile phone in amusement.
I can’t imagine how much fun I would lose without Ji Qian in my life.
After the eighteenth rose was finished, Ji Qian pulled out a new piece of newspaper and opened his mouth——
Chi Ke: “Eighty.”
Ji Qian continued to fold: "Eighty, eighty, eighty..."
Chi Ke laughed so hard that his hands became unsteady.
After laughing enough, she put away her phone, walked over and lifted his chin: "Ji Qian, let's go home."
Ji Qian was about to get upset, but when he looked up and saw it was him, he said "Ah" in confusion: "My husband is here to pick me up."
Chi Ke: “The seventh time.”
Let’s put things one way and one thing at a time. The week hasn’t even ended yet and if you say I can’t call you “husband” then I can’t do that.
Ji Qian probably still had some rationality left. When he heard these three words, he immediately shut up and stared at him resentfully.
"Can you still stand up?" Chi Ke asked, "Get up and go home."
Ji Qian nodded, held his arm, and slowly stood up.
When he got up, he did not forget the eighteen roses. He bent down and picked them up one by one.
Chi Ke sighed, went to find a beautiful paper bag, and asked him to put the paper rose in it: "Are you done? Is there anything else you forgot?"
Ji Qian shook his head.
"Then let's go." Chi Ke held his hand, turned around and nodded to Su Jinmian, "Hey... can you go alone?"
"No problem." Su Jinmian never let Leng Boyao's mouth be empty. As soon as the orange was gone, the grapes were stuffed in.
Chi Ke nodded, felt relieved, and took Ji Qian away.
Ji Qian was not as drunk as last time, so he didn’t talk much and didn’t act unreasonably or make unreasonable demands.
It is normal for friends to have a drink together. Chi Ke did not take it seriously and remained very stable.
According to the default plan, he only needed to take the person home, give him a bath, and then throw him on the bed.
Chi Ke was thinking about the list of claims and didn't notice Ji Qian's unusual silence. He just thought it was just a sign of him being drunk.
So when someone grabbed his waist with one hand and pushed him down on the sofa after he opened the door, his brain went blank for a moment.
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