It's Cen Yuan...
On November 6, Zheng Jijue returned to the apartment and was stopped by Zheng Xi again.
This time they were stopped outside an apartment complex. The property management now doesn't dare to let outsiders in casually.
Zheng Jijue didn't get out of the car, and Zheng Xi didn't move aside, and the situation remained deadlocked right under the eyes of the security guards hired by the property management.
After a standoff of more than ten minutes, Zheng Xixian couldn't help it, so he walked to Zheng Jicue's window and spoke to Zheng Jicue in the car.
Unfortunately, the car window was not open and Zheng Jijue heard nothing.
Zheng Xi had no choice but to take out his cell phone with a gloomy face and stick it against the car window to show him.
Zheng Jijue barely glanced at him, his expression unchanged, but his eyes were frighteningly cold. He lowered the car window and asked in a cold voice, "What do you mean?"
Zheng Xi didn't have time to playfully respond to him, so he put his phone away and said, "Of course I want you to go on a blind date. We are brothers, so it's okay if we have some small quarrels, but if it gets to outsiders, it will be hard to say." He raised his voice when he mentioned outsiders.
After saying that, Zheng Xi had no interest in staying here and talking nonsense with Zheng Jicue, so he turned around and left.
Zheng Jijue looked at his back dimly, his grip on the steering wheel turning pale.
"ah!"
The security guard of the apartment subconsciously took a step back, feeling a little bit reluctant to watch, yet extremely curious.
A few days ago, Mr. Zheng beat up a man who claimed to be his family member, and just now he got out of the car and kicked someone from behind.
What kind of grudge is this!
After kicking the man, Zheng Jijue quickly returned to his car, drove into the residential complex, and drove away.
The security guards had to stop the "family member" who was so angry that his eyes turned red, watching him rage helplessly. He looked so gentle, but he was unexpectedly so strong that they almost couldn't stop him.
Yes, he was beaten twice in just a few days. He must be so angry that he wants to die.
Zheng Ji Jue had no psychological burden at all. Over the years, Zheng Xi had been fighting with him openly and secretly, but he didn't dare to call the police.
The Zheng family probably has some problems and thinks that calling the police will no longer be a family matter.
Haha, if he hadn't resisted, he would have been killed by these family affairs.
Threatening him with Cen Yuan's photo, just kicking him wasn't enough to vent my anger.
He swore with a gloomy face that he would disgust Zheng Xi and the Zheng family all the time.
November 7th, Evening Tea House
"Sir, do you have an invitation?"
The Evening Teahouse is an ancient building covering a large area.
Located in the east of Beijing, it is surrounded by national parks and various gardens and ancient courtyards.
There is such a teahouse in an area where many state-owned enterprises are concentrated. It can be seen that it is indeed not simple.
When the car arrived at the door, it was stopped by someone.
Zheng Jijue took out the note. The waiter took it and examined it carefully. Then he asked calmly, "What is your name?"
Zheng Jijue: "Do you want to see my ID? I can even lie about my name, right?"
Maybe Zheng Xi has already reported his name and entered.
Wow, it’s very interesting to hear that a married brother is arranging a blind date for his younger brother.
The waiter smiled and said, "It would be great if you brought it."
Zheng Ji Jue: “…”
It's easy to go bankrupt this way.
Zheng Jicue naturally didn't bring his ID card. After he gave his name, the waiter used a tablet to look at his face to verify it, and then found a parking space for him outside.
Zheng Ji Jue didn't say anything the whole time. It seemed that the Zheng family had already sent his information to the evening teahouse.
As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he could smell the faint fragrance of tea. It was called a teahouse, and indeed it was a building. After twisting and turning through the garden's flowers, plants, and trees, he finally saw the complete teahouse. The first floor offered a wide view, allowing for flower viewing. The second floor was probably a private room. After taking a look around, Zheng Jijue doubted whether it was safe enough to discuss business here, but he listened carefully but could hear no sound.
The waiter wanted to take him upstairs, but Zheng Jicue didn't want to go. He didn't want to stay in a closed space with a strange woman, especially a woman whose breasts he didn't know whether they were round or flat.
Even if the other party is extremely wealthy and beautiful, he still feels that he will suffer a loss.
The waiter took a few steps and found that he had not followed, so he reminded him, "Mr. Zheng, you booked a small room on the second floor."
Zheng Jijue was still observing the first floor. When he heard the waiter's words, he directly denied it, "It wasn't me who ordered it."
The waiter didn't respond. Zheng Jijue looked at him and asked, "Which room on the second floor did you book?"
Waiter: "Number 10."
He strode towards a side door outside the lobby, not caring whether anyone followed him or not, and said as he walked, "I don't want to be on the second floor. I like being outside."
After saying that, he pulled out a chair and sat down.
From this position, you can see the lobby, which is surrounded by planted plants. The road leading to the lobby also makes it difficult to see the people inside. It looks like a small courtyard.
Seeing that he refused to leave, the waiter had no choice but to report to his superiors using a tablet.
Zheng Jicue, who didn't feel like he was causing any trouble, leaned back in his chair with one hand on the backrest and asked nonchalantly, "Since you have my information, you should also know who I want to meet, right?"
The waiter said nothing.
"Tell me her name, otherwise I won't know how to address her and it will seem very rude of me."
The waiter looked apologetic. "Mr. Zheng will know when he sees us. It says that you can sit here if you like. You can stay here all day. If you need anything, just ring the bell next to it."
Following his gesture, I saw that it was indeed a bell, but a very small chime, placed next to the stone table.
Zheng Jicue picked up the small hammer and struck the bell. It made a crisp sound, but it was so small that only the people sitting there could hear it.
Zheng Jicue doubted that this thing could call people?
As if seeing his confusion, the waiter explained, "Don't worry, you can hear me."
As soon as the waiter left, Zheng Jicue picked up the sunglasses pinned on his collar out of boredom, then looked up at the sky in a daze.
Later, someone brought him a pot of tea and snacks, but he just glanced at them out of the corner of his eye and had no interest in the snacks or tea.
Time passed minute by minute, and Zheng Jicue also saw one or two people going upstairs. Judging from their temperament, Zheng Jicue's doubts about whether this place would go bankrupt were dispelled.
I forgot to ask if the tea and snacks were very expensive. If I went AA with the other party, would my blind date just turn her back on me and say that she was giving it to me and he didn't need to pay a penny.
Unfortunately, he doesn't like rich women.
He arrived a little early and after sitting for an hour it was only half past eleven. The surroundings were eerily quiet. Zheng Jicue was getting a little impatient waiting, so he joined the gaming team in the group where Luo Ming was calling so enthusiastically and started playing games.
This group is naturally Xiqiao’s cash cow.
The group had been quiet for a few days, but as soon as Cen Yuan's show was broadcast, people in it sent congratulatory messages.
Luo Ming wouldn't miss the chance to gossip like this. Zheng Jicue didn't say a word, and he was already thriving in the scene. It was as if he was the protagonist, not Zheng Jicue. He was just about to show off his SX.
While waiting for his teammates, Luo Ming looked for him again.
Luo Ming: Aren't you going to meet your boss? How do you still have time to play games?
Zheng Jicue: Not yet.
Luo Ming: That's right. After all, he's a big shot, so it's normal to wait a little. You have to remember that when you become rich, don't forget your friends. Hehe.jpg
When all his teammates arrived, Zheng Jicue closed the small window and entered the game state.
I played three games in half an hour, but didn't win.
Zheng Jicue was not angry even though he lost. Instead, he had time to think about how to refuse next.
Forget it, when I refuse you later, I’ll just say that I don’t like people who are late.
Because there were too many noobs, everyone cursed at each other, and then continued to play without believing in anything.
After losing another game, Zheng Jicue had lost all his energy. However, his teammates still didn't believe it, and Zheng Jicue didn't believe it either, so he wanted to play another game.
Zheng Jicue took the opportunity to check the time. It was 11:58 and the man hadn't arrived yet.
I felt a breeze blowing past my ears.
He subconsciously looked up, but couldn't see the face clearly, but it seemed to be a man.
Male?
Zheng Jicue sat up straight and stared at the man's back.
He was wearing a well-tailored suit and had his hair done, so there was no doubt he was a man.
When he gradually turned sideways and revealed his face, Zheng Jicue's cell phone fell directly to the ground.
How could it be him?
At some point, the sound of piano began to be heard in the lobby.
After Cen Yuan sat down, he rang the small editor's bell, and then smiled at Zheng Jicue, who was still stunned and looked incredulous.
Zheng Jicue took off his sunglasses, ignoring the phone that had fallen to the ground. He rubbed his eyes and saw that the person opposite him remained unchanged.
He stuttered and couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Zheng Jicue never thought that this person would be Cen Yuan.
He was so restless that he could not sit still. He heard his teammates calling him from the phone on the ground. Zheng Jicue instinctively picked up the phone with his body stiff and closed the game software without saying a word.
This small piece of world returned to silence in an instant.
Cen Yuan watched his every move quietly, "It seems not good not to tell them."
Zheng Jijue: "Oh."
After saying "oh", he reacted a little slowly, turned on his phone again, told Luo Ming that he didn't want to play anymore, and then turned off the phone immediately. He was afraid that Luo Ming would continue to nag, so he just turned it off.
After completing this series of actions, the waiter from the evening teahouse arrived and replaced the cold tea and snacks on the stone table.
Cen Yuan poured a cup of hot tea and placed it on Zheng Jicue's desk.
Zheng Ji Jue did not miss any of his movements, and his eyes followed his slender hands to the teacup.
The hair is fair and slender, with distinct hairs, and looks good.
"My name is Cen Yuan." Cen Yuan introduced himself to him. "It's exactly twelve o'clock now. I'm not late."
When Zheng Jijue arrived, he got the news.
Xie Qi also said that his blind date was really impatient, but it was impossible for him to arrive early. Cen Yuan came here just after attending an event with Xie Qi, so the timing was just right.
Zheng Ji Jue looked at him blankly, not listening to Cen Yuan's words at all. He had only one thought.
It's Cen Yuan...
But something seems wrong?
He took Cen Yuan's place?
But he didn't want to leave.
Seeing his silly look, Cen Yuan picked up the teacup and took a sip.
If Zheng Yuanzhou was here and saw him like this, he would definitely scold him. Zheng Jicue looked like he had lost his soul when he saw Cen Yuan. He didn't act like this when he saw his sister-in-law.
They will also firmly believe that his son is a gay, and he finds women to cover up and torture his family members. He is simply a shameless pervert!
The waiter brought the menu over. Cen Yuan didn't even glance at it before ordering directly. Then he asked Zheng Ji Jue, who looked at him in silence, "Is there anything you would like to eat?"
Zheng Jicue suddenly woke up after hearing his words. He picked up the menu mechanically without looking at it carefully. He randomly flipped a page and pointed it to the waiter. He had no idea what he had ordered. All he had eyes for was Cen Yuan sitting across from him.
His gaze was too intense. Cen Yuan took a sip of tea and smiled at him, "Do you know me?"
Zheng Jicue watched his every move without saying a word, as if he didn't hear anything.
Cen Yuan didn't force him to speak, and the dishes were served quickly.
When Cen Yuan picked up the bowl, picked up a shrimp and put it into his mouth and started eating slowly, Zheng Jicue's gaze shifted from his face to his hands, and then to his lips.
It looks delicious.
He swallowed subconsciously and suddenly felt hungry, finally waking up from the whirlpool of eating with Cen Yuan.
Cen Yuan picked up another shrimp.
He seems to love this dish the most.
Zheng Jijue picked up the chopsticks and inexplicably put a shrimp on Cen Yuan's small plate.
I didn't feel comfortable putting them in the bowl since they weren't very familiar with them.
But Cen Yuan was very careful and ate shrimp one after another. At first, he took a look at the shrimp on the small plate and had no intention of eating it.
Zheng Ji Jue knew that he was overstepping the bounds, but he still felt a sense of loss that he couldn't explain.
Then Cen Yuan watched him pick up a piece of ginger from several dishes and stuff it into his mouth, chewing it very hard, as if the piece of ginger had offended him.
Zheng Jichou had been keeping an eye on Cen Yuan, so of course he knew that Cen Yuan was looking at him with a smile. He swallowed the ginger whole, opened his mouth, and finally uttered words from his hot and dry throat.
"Did you...take the wrong turn?"
Because he was not originally from this table.
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