Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

"Who to sell it to?" Qi Xiangtian asked.

"Uncle Yu and his team are still helping to find a buyer," Qi Jinye said, "We'll sell it as soon as there's a suitable price."

"What about the people working in the bar?" Qi Xiangtian asked. He was mainly worried about Liu Wenli's whereabouts.

"The waiters are all familiar with the job. If they are willing to stay with the bar, they can stay. If they are not willing, I will give them severance pay. The main one is Liu Wenli. He is the person you recommended. If he is willing, he can go to my 4S store. If not, I will arrange a job for him slowly."

"Do you want to go to Yide Pharmaceutical?" Song Qiaoran said, "It should be no problem for my dad to arrange a position for you."

"Don't bother—" Qi Xiangtian immediately rejected Song Qiaoran, "I can arrange it."

Song Qiaoran pouted, "Brother Qi always treats me as an outsider."

Qi Jinye said hurriedly: "Xiang Tian is just like this, he takes care of everything by himself and doesn't like to ask for help from others."

Qi Xiangtian's phone rang. It was Wu Linxi.

Qi Xiangtian walked to the garden outside the restaurant and answered the phone, "Lin Xi——"

"What are you doing?" Wu Linxi's joyful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I'm eating." Qi Xiangtian said. He didn't tell Wu Linxi about his mother's memorial anniversary.

"Did you miss me?" Wu Linxi asked softly.

"Of course I do." Qi Xiangtian's heart felt like it was filled with honey.

"I received the camera, thank you." Wu Linxi said, "It's just that the configuration is too high and the price is too expensive. I don't need it at all. I'm just a novice and I'm just playing with it."

"It's okay. Bring it back and I'll teach you slowly. As long as you like it, you'll eventually learn it. It doesn't matter if you can't learn it. Just treat it as a practice."

"You spend 20,000 yuan just to practice. I don't agree with your consumption concept." Wu Linxi said.

"Okay, I was wrong." Qi Xiangtian said hurriedly: "If you really don't like it, and you get tired of it, you can sell it. Cameras are easy to deal with in the second-hand market."

"I was just kidding—" Wu Linxi laughed, "I can't bear to sell the things you gave me. In order not to waste them, I will buy a photography book and study it carefully."

"Okay--" Qi Xiangtian was about to speak, but was interrupted by a high-pitched voice.

"——Brother Qi, would you like some sweet soup? I'll serve it to you."

Qi Xiangtian wanted to cover the microphone, but it was too late.

"Who is calling Brother Qi?" the person on the other end of the phone was already asking.

"Yes..." Qi Xiangtian didn't want to lie, but how to explain it?

"Who is calling you Brother Qi? Who are you having dinner with?" Wu Linxi asked again. She remembered this voice. At the dinner that day, Song Qiaoran called him Brother Qi.

Qi Xiangtian finally told the truth: "It's Song Qiaoran. I'm at my father's house. Today is my mother's memorial day."

"Your mother's memorial day?" Wu Linxi was surprised. "You went back to your father's home, and brought Song Qiaoran with you?"

"It's not me. I didn't bring her. She came here by herself. Her house is right next to my dad's." Qi Xiangtian tried to explain, but his tongue was a mess.

There was suddenly no voice on the other end of the phone, only the sound of traffic.

"Lin Xi—Lin Xi—" Qi Xiangtian shouted anxiously, "Did you hear me? I met her at my house. I didn't take her there. Her family is a neighbor of my father's."

"Brother Qi——" Song Qiaoran walked up to him and called out, "Come in and have some soup."

Qi Xiangtian turned his head and looked at Song Qiaoran. From the expression on her face as she stared at the phone in his hand, he suddenly realized that Song Qiaoran had done this on purpose.