Chapter 2
Cheng Zhao and Wei Chi were the only two people in the private room. This was Cheng Zhao's special arrangement. Today was his third time to have dinner with Wei Chi. After the careful preparations made the first two times, their relationship had quickly warmed up. It was time for them to talk privately, and having an assistant accompany them was somewhat inconvenient. As expected, Wei Chi began to get excited and even became outspoken, but unfortunately, his performance was not in the direction Cheng Zhao had expected. "Can you imagine how embarrassed I was at that time?" Wei Chi waved his hand to gesture to Cheng Zhao, "My pants were only pulled up here, and I didn't have time to put them on, so how could I care about anything else! I couldn't get out the door, and my first thought was to jump onto the windowsill. Afterwards, I thought, it was the 14th floor! Where to jump up there? I might as well turn around and get beaten up! Hahaha!" After getting drunk, Wei Chi kept telling the story of being caught cheating, telling it as a comedy, although a bit shameless, the details were vivid, and he laughed from time to time, and Cheng Zhao also laughed dryly. In Wei Chi's eyes, it was reasonable and logical. Party A can laugh at Party B's jokes, but Party B must be sensible. The door was pushed open, and the waiter brought another plate of steamed grouper. Wei Chi's face was flushed with alcohol, and he waved his hand vigorously at Cheng Zhao, "Don't serve more, we can't fit more! It's a waste to serve more!" Cheng Zhao said, "Red snapper, good stuff, Mr. Wei, please try a few bites." "Okay, okay! Let's eat together! Let's eat together!" Wei Chi raised his chopsticks and poked the fish a few times without savoring it carefully. He was eager to drink. Cheng Zhao glanced at the plate and sighed inwardly. Such a good grouper was ruined by people who didn't know its value. "I know that the people in the Gan family hate me to death. They call me a scumbag and say I'm sorry for Gan Ling. They want to cut off my little dick! But everything has a cause and effect! If my marriage with her was happy enough, would I go out and cheat?" Cheng Zhao refilled Wei Chi's glass with wine. It was a 2016 Bordeaux red wine, with a market price of more than 3,000 yuan a bottle. He opened two bottles tonight. "What exactly are you dissatisfied with about her?" "Well, she was fine when we first got married. She wasn't very enthusiastic, but she had a good temper and was capable. I basically didn't have to worry about anything at home. But later on, we had less and less to talk about. She was always acting weird and wouldn't say anything when she had something on her mind. I hate that kind of thing the most. She keeps thinking about everything, and you have to rely on others to guess what she's thinking. Who has the time for that?" Cheng Zhao said, "Her mother died young. Gan Ling was only 12 years old when she passed away. I heard she was depressed for a while." "Oh? There's that thing too!" "She got better later." "This kind of illness will relapse after recovery. It's a mental illness! Damn it, you actually hid it from me before we got married!" Cheng Zhao didn't...
There were only Cheng Zhao and Wei Chi in the private room. This was specially arranged by Cheng Zhao. Today was the third time he had asked Wei Chi to have dinner with him. After the careful preparations of the first two times, his relationship with Wei Chi quickly warmed up. It was time for them to have some personal conversations, so it was a bit inconvenient to have an assistant accompany them.
After drinking a lot, Wei Chi started to get excited and even became outspoken, but unfortunately he did not perform in the direction that Cheng Zhao expected.
"Can you imagine how embarrassed I was?" Wei Chi gestured to Cheng Zhao. "My pants were only pulled up here, and I didn't even have time to put them on properly, so how could I care? I couldn't get out the door, so my first thought was to jump onto the windowsill. But then I thought, it's the 14th floor! Where can I jump up there? I might as well turn around and get beaten up! Hahahaha!"
After getting drunk, Wei Chi kept telling the story of how he was caught cheating, telling it as a comedy. Although it was a bit shameless, the details were vivid and he laughed out loud from time to time. Cheng Zhao also laughed dryly. In Wei Chi's eyes, this was reasonable. Party A can laugh at Party B's jokes as much as they want, but Party B has to be sensible.
The door was pushed open, and the waiter brought another plate of steamed grouper. Wei Chi's face was red from alcohol, and he waved his hand vigorously at Cheng Zhao, "Don't serve more food, there's no room! It would be a waste to serve more!"
Cheng Zhao said, "Grouper, it's a good thing. Mr. Wei, please try it."
"Okay, okay! Let's eat together! Let's eat together!"
Wei Chi picked up his chopsticks and poked the fish a few times without tasting it carefully. He was eager to drink. Cheng Zhao glanced at the plate and sighed inwardly. A good grouper was ruined by someone who didn't know its value.
"I know the people in the Gan family hate me to death, calling me a scumbag and saying I'm sorry for Gan Ling. They even want to cut off my little penis! But everything has a cause and an effect! If my marriage to her is happy enough, how could I go out and cheat on her?"
Cheng Zhao refilled Wei Chi's glass with wine, a 2016 Bordeaux red wine, with a market price of more than 3,000 yuan a bottle. He opened two bottles tonight.
"What exactly are you dissatisfied with her?"
"Well, things were great when we first got married. She wasn't very enthusiastic, but she had a good temper and was capable, so I didn't have to worry about anything at home. But as time went on, we became less and less talkative. She was always acting weird and wouldn't say anything when she had something on her mind. I hate that kind of thing the most. She's constantly thinking about things, and I have to rely on others to guess what she's thinking. Who has the time for that?"
Cheng Zhao said, "Her mother passed away early. Gan Ling was only 12 years old when she passed away. I heard she was depressed for a while."
"Oh? There's also this matter!"
"It got better later."
"This disease will relapse even after recovery. It's a mental illness! Damn it, you actually hid it from me before we got married!"
Cheng Zhao didn't respond.
"You said you can be a little sullen, so be it, but you still refuse to have children! It makes people wonder if there's something wrong with me!"
Cheng Zhao curled his lips. Wei Chi spread his hands.
"I can't go around telling people on the street that this isn't my problem, it's hers, right?"
"How...are you sure...uh, it's Gan Ling's problem?"
"Of course I know!" Wei Chi slammed the table, "If I have a problem, can I let them block me in bed?"
He suddenly leaned forward, got closer to Cheng Zhao, and a cunning look, typical of a drunkard, flashed across his face. "To be honest, she's asexual."
Cheng Zhao leaned back, coughing repeatedly, regretting asking such a stupid question. He quickly grabbed the bottle and said, "There's still some left. Mr. Wei, you can drink it all by yourself!"
Wei Chi sipped the last glass of wine carefully, his eyes narrowed into slits, sharp eyes shone through the slits as he looked Cheng Zhao up and down.
"Xiao Cheng! Didn't you say you left Xiaoxi Lane for many years? How come you know everything about Gan Ling?"
"Oh, that! Her father is a teacher with many students, so things spread quickly. These are not secrets."
"That's right! When they introduced him to me, my mom also said that since he came from a teacher's family, he must be reliable. Who knew he would be such a taciturn person?"
"How about some more staple food? The chicken rice here tastes delicious."
"I can't eat anymore!"
"Just a few sips. Drinking so much without a main course of food isn't good for your stomach."
Wei Chi laughed, "You kid also knows how to maintain your health!"
Cheng Zhao ordered a bowl of chicken oil rice and they shared it.
Wei Chi took the half bowl of rice, stuffed two mouthfuls into his mouth, nodded and said, "Wow, it's not bad!"
While his attention was diverted, Cheng Zhao quickly asked, "Boss Wei, what do you think my chances of winning are regarding the second phase of our factory renovation?"
"Well, we'll have to wait until the collective bidding process to find out."
"Isn't bid evaluation just a formality? Who gets to be the winner is just a matter of Mr. Wei's decision."
Wei Chi was very pleased with the compliment.
"That's not the case. We still adhere to the principle of fairness in bidding. But don't worry, Xiao Cheng. Of all the companies bidding right now, I'm most optimistic about you."
"Thank you! Thank you!"
"Do you know why I say that?"
"Although our company is small, we are flexible and can easily adjust to any requirements..."
"That big company has much more resources than you."
Cheng Zhao smiled modestly, "Then it all depends on Mr. Wei's advice."
Wei Chi pointed at him and said, "Because you have your feet firmly on the ground, everything you say and do is in accordance with the rules. Unlike those other companies, with their executives from Fortune 500 companies, or their startups that are returned from famous overseas brands, they are all nonsense! They all act like they have 2.5 or 8 million, but what's the result? I threw this to Lingzi, and none of them can make sense!"
Cheng Zhao understood and nodded vigorously, "The country bumpkin has the advantage of being a country bumpkin. He can understand what people say."
Wei Chi laughed heartily. "I just like your cleverness! I heard you're still doing maintenance work in the communities in Xiaoxi Lane, right?"
"Those are just small things, they won't make much money. My main business is to take on corporate renovation projects, so I'll have to rely on Mr. Wei's care."
Wei Chi raised his chin and patted Cheng Zhao's shoulder vigorously, "Do a good job! I won't treat you unfairly!"
Cheng Zhao exchanged his wine glass for a teacup.
"Do you want to go to the KTV next door and have some fun? I heard there are some new girls there, and they're pretty hot..."
"It's too late. Maybe next time. I have to go to work tomorrow!"
Wei Chi grabbed his phone to check the time, and Cheng Zhao stared at him.
"Boss Wei, this is really not your problem?"
Wei Chi looked up, "Huh?"
"The thing about having a baby."
Wei Chi was stunned. The alcohol had dulled his instincts, and he wasn't sure where he'd been offended. Cheng Zhao suddenly burst into laughter and punched Wei Chi in the chest, not hard or light.
"I'm just kidding!"
Wei Chi also grinned, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Cheng Zhao stood up as well. Wei Chi said, "I can walk. I don't need you to accompany me!"
"I'll go check out and call a car for you."
"Okay."
The two of them left the room together. Cheng watched Wei Chi walk into the bathroom, then turned around, took out his cell phone, dialed a number, and talked as he walked, heading in the opposite direction of the cashier counter.
The call was to my old friend Ah Xian, who opened a car rental company and also provided chauffeur services and ride-hailing services.
"Just waiting for your call! Brother Cheng, I specially left this Bentley for you, drive it out and show off your face."
"Why are you driving a Bentley? It's not like we're getting married! Get something more ordinary. Which car is closer to the hotel?"
"The only thing left is an old Audi, but the engine has had some problems recently and it's making a lot of noise."
"That's fine, just take the Audi. Send me the license plate number and have the car wait on the side of the road."
"Okay!"
"Wait!" Cheng Zhao lowered his voice, "Don't rush to send him home. Take a walk around the construction site and loosen up his muscles first."
"Did I hear correctly? Isn't it President Wei that we're sending off today?"
"It's him. He drank too much and spewed shit. I'm really upset now."
Ah Xian chuckled, "This guy is really a bad mouth. Last time Xiao Qi gave him a ride, he came back and told me that he was so embarrassed by him along the way that he wanted to drag him out of the car and give him a good beating. I told Xiao Qi to find a wall and scratch it to vent his anger. I didn't expect that even Brother Cheng couldn't stand it this time."
"No more talking, the person will come out in a while."
"How well done do you want it?"
Cheng Zhao thought for a moment and said, "Three points, just for the sake of your token. Hey, don't hit me in the face, I have to go to work tomorrow!"
He walked back and just settled the bill when Wei Chi came to his side. His face was still as red as a cooked crab and his eyes were beginning to look slightly yellow.
"I have to go home quickly. I'm drunk."
Cheng Zhao said, "I just asked them to change a better car. Please sit comfortably. It will take about ten minutes."
Wei Chi waved his hand impatiently, "Forget it, it's too much trouble. I'll take a taxi back by myself."
"Well...okay, I'll help you fight on the side of the road."
The restaurant was in a secluded area, and the street outside was deserted. Cheng Zhao pretended to operate his phone.
Wei Chi asked, "How are you leaving?"
Cheng Zhao said, "I had something to do nearby, so I took a taxi back home after I finished it... I got an Audi ride-hailing app. Mr. Wei is quite lucky."
Wei Chi was about to move closer to take a look when Cheng Zhao pointed to something not far away and said, "Here it comes, the license plate number is 299, an Audi! That's right!"
After the car stopped, Cheng Zhao opened the back door, let Wei Chi in, and then told the driver the address.
"Boss Wei, keep in touch!"
Wei Chi waved at him, looking tired.
Cheng Zhao stood on the street, watching the car disappear into the night. The evening breeze was gentle. He took out a cigarette box from his pocket, curled up a little, tilted his head to one side, and lit a cigarette for himself with his back to the wind.
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