After cohabiting with the old enemy contract

Chapter 34

At the end of the year, each department of Naijia began to take stock of the business for the whole year.

Luo Qisheng was so busy that his feet never touched the ground, and the international conferences that turned upside down day and night did not stop.

At noon, after Cheng Zhan finished typing the last key, he was going to go downstairs to buy lunch, and went out to have some fun.

In the meeting room next door, Luo Qisheng's meeting was not over yet.

Idleman Cheng: [What do you want to eat, I'll buy it. 】

Chess piece: [I don't want to eat, I want to sleep. 】

Through the glass door of the meeting room, Luo Qisheng could be seen sitting upright, listening to the department's report with a serious face, without any signs of fatigue.

But Cheng Zhan knew very well that this person was really sleepy.

Two consecutive nights of international video conferencing, and during the day he had to deal with headquarters meetings, so he couldn't just be an observer. Many decisions needed to be made by him, which was a lot of work.

It's really not easy to hold back and not let others see it.

Idleman Cheng: [Tan Ji's Bak Kut Teh?Japanese eel rice shop? 】

Chess piece: [Bak Kut Teh. 】

Cheng Zhan sent Zhang Shabu with meaty and meowing paws: [Okay. 】

It was lunch time, and the food court on the other side of the artificial lake was crowded with people.

There is a long line of takeaways at the gate of Tan Ji.

Cheng Zhan lazily stood in the queue for getting food, and called Lin Yan: "Your father has been discharged from the hospital? How is the situation?"

"I'm in good spirits, but it's not easy to move around. I found a nurse at home." Lin Yan yawned when he spoke.

Cheng Zhan said: "It's your first time making annual accounts, you'd rather go slowly than mess up."

"Well, Mr. Shen told me so too."

"He went back?"

"Yes, back to London." Lin Yan paused, "By the way, Mr. Shen found my brother."

"in London?"

After Lin Yan's brother Lin Yao made a big mess, he fled overseas and disappeared. He cheated the family's money, but instead lived happily outside.

"In Manchester." Lin Yan said thoughtfully, "I'm planning to go to England, Mr. Shen said he can take me to find my brother."

"When?"

"A year ago, if possible, I hope to bring him back before the Chinese New Year."

Cheng Zhan took the takeaway from the counter, and walked towards the door leisurely: "Shen Mingshuo has been operating in Europe for many years, you don't have to worry too much, the most important thing is to find someone."

Lin Yan suddenly hesitated: "Azhan, you said that my brother's accident was because of Gong Minxue. But I checked, even if the Gong family took action, brother really embezzled money, this hole was dug by others, But he stepped in on his own."

Lin Yan slowed down: "So you don't need to blame yourself."

At this time, the Lin family.

Lin Yan squatted on the ground, with two suitcases, one large and one small, spread out in front of him, half stuffed inside.

He had just hung up the phone when a WeChat message slid down from the top of the screen.

Mr. Shen: [What time does the plane arrive in London on Friday? 】

Lin Yan grabbed the phone and dawdled for a while: [Arrive at 10:30 p.m. 】

Without hesitation, Shen Mingshuo immediately replied: 【I'll pick you up. 】

The news is still one after another.

Mr. Shen: 【London is very cold, wear more clothes. 】

Mr. Shen: [Mum. 】

-

Cheng Zhan returned to the sixteenth floor with the takeaway.

Pushing the door open and walking into the office, I saw an extra person on the sofa by the window.

Cheng Zhan almost thought he forgot to lock the door when he went out.

Luo Qisheng curled up on the sofa, sleeping deeply.

Cheng Zhan noticed a piece of post-it note stuck on the desk. The writing was strong, upright and resolute, and it was this person's handwriting at first glance.

"I'll hide for a while, I can't hold it anymore."

Cheng Zhan stood on the sofa for a while, then picked up his overcoat and covered Luo Qisheng without disturbing anyone.

The warm winter sun shone lazily on this man's face.

Luo Qisheng's eyelashes were long and slender. When he closed his eyes, a circle of blue was faintly revealed in his eyes, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and the delicate line of his jaw flowed into his neck, gathering on the collarbone under his neckline.

This man is really unaware of his own beauty.

Cheng Zhan looked a little dazed.

As Qi Xinyue said, after not seeing him for more than ten years, his elementary school brother is getting more and more handsome.

During the high school entrance season of that year, Luo Qisheng was admitted to the senior division of No. [-] Middle School as the No. [-] student in Jiangcheng.

He was selected as an outstanding student representative by the school and gave a speech at the entrance ceremony.

Cheng Zhan sat in the first row, looking at the person on the stage from a distance, covered by the spotlight, attracting all the eyes of the audience, the light was dazzling.

At that time, Cheng Zhan thought, the proud son of heaven, looks up to all sentient beings.

It probably describes a person like Luo Qisheng.

Like the god An in Sumerian mythology, he is powerful and perfect.

Cheng Zhan's fingers uncontrollably wanted to touch Shang Luo Qisheng's lips, whether they were delicate and soft, or cold and cold.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

Just as he was about to touch it, a rapid phone ringing interrupted Cheng Zhan's movements.

Cheng Zhan suddenly woke up and picked up the phone.

Pei Zhou yelled on the phone: "Mr. Cheng, the Mr. Qi you invited has arrived. Shall I take him to the No. [-] conference room first?"

Cheng Zhan replied with a sigh, "Okay."

He was about to go out when there was a sudden movement behind him.

Luo Qisheng sat up from the sofa, still feeling the anger of getting up, grabbed the clothes on his body and looked at Cheng Zhan dully.

"go out?"

"Qi Chenghong is here." Cheng Zhan pointed to the takeaway on the coffee table, "Let's eat while it's still hot."

The president-type personality on his body didn't seem to be turned on normally, Luo Qisheng yelled: "Senior."

Cheng Zhan didn't see him so silly, but he was very similar to the silly cat at home.

Goofy goofy.

Luo Qisheng walked up to Cheng Zhan in a few steps, hugged Cheng Zhan silently, rested his head on his shoulder, took a deep breath, and complained: "I'm about to be annoyed to death by those old guys in the headquarters. The work is all piled on me."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

Luo Qisheng: "Asia-Pacific, Africa, and the corners of Africa are also left to me. I am not a monkey grandson, so I will separate ///."

Cheng Zhan hugged Luo Qisheng like coaxing a cat, giving him comfort: "Next time you go to the headquarters for a meeting, beat them up first."

Luo Qisheng's voice was muffled: "Okay."

Luo Qisheng hugged him for a while before he was willing to let go of Cheng Zhan, his eyes finally became clear.

Luo Qisheng found an email in the mailbox of the mobile phone, and the attachment was a video in AVI format: "You asked me to check Qi Chenghong earlier, and I found a video, but it was edited, not the full version."

Cheng Zhan glanced at it twice, and his eyeballs almost rolled up: "You don't need to watch the full version."

The light in the video is very dim, and the two people entangled on the bed can be vaguely seen.

The camera was placed on the bedside stand, and the man's face was clearly captured when he was working hard.

Qi Chenghong.

Luo Qisheng agreed: "Qi Chenghong is eager to liquidate, this is a reason for people to catch. You tell him that if this matter is not resolved, all plans are nonsense."

"Ok, I know."

Cheng Zhan saw Luo Qisheng swipe the screen twice, and pulled back the progress of the video.On a whim, Cheng Zhan teased him: "Have you seen this several times?"

Luo Qisheng said solemnly: "I see what he is doing, he is not as good-looking as you."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

Cheng Zhan wanted to slap himself to death, so he flicked something blindly, and it was on his head.

He has never teased Luo Qisheng.

-

Cheng Zhan pushed open the door of the meeting room.

In the room, Pei Zhou was chatting with Qi Chenghong, and he was having fun by himself, Qi Chenghong's face looked as if he had eaten bitter melon, and he was so ugly that he couldn't hold back shit.

"Ah... Mr. Cheng."

Seeing Cheng Zhan, Qi Chenghong stood up suddenly, breaking out in a cold sweat: "Chen Jia called me again this morning."

Qi Chenghong took out a notebook and a large stack of documents from his bag: "For all the accounts of Liuguang in the past few years, she also said today that she wants Qihe to invest money to help her raise funds for listing, and she wants me to prepare for an IPO."

"It's not very good to go public, you can cut leeks, Mr. Qi, why are you dissatisfied with this?" Pei Zhou flipped through the information and said casually.

"What's the matter! With Liu Guang's bad foundation, and going public? Isn't this going to drag Qihe into the water together! When the time comes, she will pat her ass, collect money and leave. We, Qihe, will be the ones to blame!" Qi Chenghong spit anxiously The stars sprayed on Pei Zhou's face.

Pei Zhou rubbed his chair away secretly, and wiped his face calmly.

If it weren't for Chen Jia's intensification now, Qi Chenghong would never let this matter come to the fore.

After all, Cheng Nanhe's fiery temper, this kind of face-smearing thing, will definitely make their Qi family stink in the circle for several years.

Moreover, the point is not to have a mistress, but to have a mistress, but to be put together by the mistress.

Even more shameless.

"Mr. Cheng?" Qi Chenghong trembled.

Cheng Zhan stared at the computer, frowning: "In addition to these accounts, the video in Chen Jia's hand, can you get the original film?"

Qi Chenghong was stunned: "What video?"

Cheng Zhan was even stranger than him: "You don't know?"

"I don't know, she never threatened me with a video."

Qi Chenghong's whole head was confused. He originally thought that what Chen Jia threatened him and sent to Cheng Nanhe, and the evidence of his affair with Chen Jia were only those WeChat chat records and bank card consumption records.

It never occurred to me that there would be a video.

Qi Chenghong scratched his hair, not caring about being gentle: "What video? Could it be?"

Cheng Zhan nodded: "That's what you think."

Qi Chenghong slammed into the chair, as if he had lost his soul, and muttered: "She is trying to kill me."

Pei Zhou smacked his lips, looked at Cheng Zhan, compared his mouth shape with him, and made a gesture of wiping his neck to himself.

"There is a knife on the head of the color."

After Qi Chenghong left, Cheng Zhan stayed alone in the conference room, slowly looking at the information on the computer, his eyes were deep, like a dark vortex under the ocean, sinking deeper and deeper, and he couldn't see what he was thinking about.

Bai Huahua's computer displayed the shareholder composition of Qihe Capital.

Cheng Nanhe, Qi Chenghong, and 12.00% of the shares belong to Shengzhe under the holding of Cheng Nanhe.

Cheng Zhan stared at it for a moment, then lowered the screen panel, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

"What are you laughing at?" Luo Qisheng walked in, "I saw you smiling at the door."

"You didn't wake up, you're dazzled." Cheng Zhan patted his laptop, "I'm working."

Holding the notebook, Cheng Zhan passed Luo Qisheng and walked towards the meeting room.

"Senior." Luo Qisheng blocked his way, took the notebook in his hand with one hand, and couldn't help reaching out to Cheng Zhan's right earlobe with the other hand.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm laughing, I admit it." Cheng Zhan admits his cowardice, and said in a panic, "Don't rub, you blush."

Luo Qisheng liked to touch his earlobe more and more recently, and Cheng Zhan felt that this man had discovered his trap, just like those written in those martial arts novels, one move is fatal.

Luo Qisheng's fiery fingertips whirled gently on his earlobe.

I couldn't stand his teasing at all.

Sensitive to death.

Cheng Zhan had no choice but to confess honestly: "Qi Chenghong's video, can you get the complete one, the best woman's face, and... well, it's that movement that can be seen clearly."

Luo Qisheng: "Why?"

Cheng Zhan showed his white teeth in a smile, and said kindly, "Stimulate Cheng Nanhe. Hehe."

The author has something to say: ①An (An) is the highest-level god in the worship of Sumer and even Mesopotamia, ruling the heaven and the earth.In Sumerian, An means heaven.The Akkadians called him Anu, and he was considered the Lord of the Gods from around 3000 BC.