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"Mr. An, Mr. Lida Lin is here." The girl at the front desk reported through the internal phone.

"Huh? Wait a minute." An Min subconsciously wanted to say, "Let him in", but he quickly stopped his reaction and ran to the front desk to greet him.

Zhiyuan stood at the front desk with a tall and straight posture, and when he saw An Min, he made a posture with his arms slightly open, waiting for a hug.

The girl at the front desk looked here and there without comprehension, and forced herself to focus on the computer monitor with no content.

"I thought it was my brother-in-law." An Min didn't rush into his arms as he wanted, but pulled him across the open office space by his wrist and pulled him into the director's office, "Why are you free today?"

Zhiyuan leaned against the desk and observed Anmin's expression: "Are you disappointed because it wasn't your brother-in-law who came? I'm a little sad."

Anmin stood beside him and said, "No. Didn't I tell you before that our company changed bosses, so Chris left without saying a word, and I felt a little uncomfortable."

Zhiyuan nodded slightly: "Then, get him back?"

"What are you talking about?" An Min turned his head to look at the little fool, "I finally decided to go back, why did I get it back? You don't even know... how many times his mother looks for me a year."

Zhiyuan immediately asked: "What does he... mother want you for?"

Anmin picked up his cup and took a sip of water: "Let me persuade him to go back. He is about the same as you, with hundreds of millions of property to inherit. That aunt is super beautiful. It is said that she started out as a glasses maker and now runs the fashion industry. Been in a magazine."

"Oh?" Zhiyuan supported An Min's hand, and took a sip from his cup, "I didn't see it."

Anmin smiled: "Seeing that the gifts he chose are both expensive and tasteful, you can still see a little family influence."

Zhiyuan looked at An Min deeply: "Do you know that he gave those gifts?"

"Of course." Anmin put down his glass and pulled Zhiyuan to sit on the sofa, "I don't mean to belittle, but Rita can give that kind of gift? But I know it and I can only pretend not to know. So even though he just left I feel a little empty in my heart, but I can fully understand him, he doesn't want to say goodbye to An Qi face to face..."

Zhiyuan frowned, and held him down: "Stop! What's the matter with An Qi here?"

Anmin looked at the fool again: "Isn't it? You didn't see this? Why has Chris been in City B for so many years? Why did he bring me to make Lingyun? Isn't it all because of my crush on my sister?"

Zhiyuan: "..."

"You really didn't see it?" An Min talked about his keen observations, "When I go out, I wish for a person who can handle it with a backpack. Isn't it obvious that An Qi asked him to buy the same amount of things? He has been waiting for An Qi, but An Qi is too slow. It's useless for me to be anxious. Outsiders can't help with this kind of thing. An Qi has not responded, and he just waited foolishly without confessing. Kill your dad! You said how pitiful Chris is...so it is good to go back to the United States and leave this sad place. I hope he finds his own happiness soon and forgets the person who made him sad!"

Zhiyuan: "...I really sympathize with Chris now."

"Stop sympathizing with him, worry about me!" An Min leaned his head on the back of the sofa and sighed.

Zhiyuan stroked his jaw line with his fingers, and said softly, "What are you worried about?"

Anmin closed his eyes, feeling the tenderness of Zhiyuan's fingertips: "I'm worried that the new boss will not like me when he sees me, so he will fire me."

"No." Zhiyuan smiled.

Anmin closed his eyes and imagined: "Originally it might not be, but it will be after Chris transfers the shares to me. Which boss can tolerate the major shareholder holding real power in the newly acquired company? Then isn't he himself being emptied? No one can bear it .”

Zhiyuan brushed his eyelids with his fingertips, poked his eyelashes lightly, and said in a very affirmative tone: "I can bear it, I just like you to hold me up."

An Min opened his eyes: "Huh?"

One month later, Lida President Lin Li's wedding was held in a low-key manner at XX Resort Hotel.Only the relatives and friends of the groom and the bride attended the wedding, and some of them overlapped.

For example, on the way here, Xu Yifei has been entangled in whether he is considered as a family member of his mother or a family member of his in-laws. Rita decided coolly: "Anyway, I'm from my natal family, so you can figure it out." Xu Yifei wronged Bala and said, "Of course my heart is on your side, but I hold Lida's job in my hand!"

Zhiyuan flashed from behind him: "What's the matter, the friendship with your classmate for so many years doesn't count, Team Leader Xu?"

Xu Yifei, who was promoted to team leader just after working for one year, pulled his old classmate: "Zhiyuan! No, Mr. Lin! I'll just wait for your arrangement!"

Zhiyuan squinted his eyes and arranged for him: "Then you are from your mother's family, Rita's family."

"Thank you Mr. Lin!" Rita was happy, and turned to teach Xu Yifei, "Let me tell you, Mr. Lin himself can't wait to come to her natal family, you still don't believe it!"

"I believe! This time I really believe it! Mr. Lin, where is my brother Min?" Although Zhiyuan has become Mr. Lin, Xu Yifei's brother Min is still brother Min.

Zhiyuan pointed in one direction: "Accompany my grandma."

"The first time I saw An Qi, I thought she and Lin Li were suitable. Really, the old woman is not a liar. No matter her personality or appearance, she is suitable. In fact, she is also suitable for young people. Men who are more than ten years old will love others the most. Anmin, don't worry. Lin Li is a good person, but his life is a little bit hard. But now everything is healed, Zhiyuan has grown up and is sensible, and can take care of himself. Lin Li can live with An Qi wholeheartedly. No matter how hard the two of them work, give Zhiyuan a younger brother or Sister, oh, the family of four is harmonious and beautiful..." The bright future that grandma envisioned made Zhiyuan, who came over, shudder.

"Grandma, if they have a baby, then I will be an uncle?" An Min glanced at Zhiyuan and asked knowingly.

Grandma answered patiently: "That's right, you are an uncle, and we will be brothers with a smile!"

Zhiyuan's face turned dark.An Min added more firewood to the fire: "That's right, Zhiyuan, you are the elder brother, and I am the uncle, there is nothing wrong."

Grandma still didn't let go of her hand: "Anmin, is your partner still there?"

An Min's face blossomed with a smile: "We're still together, it's impossible to separate, we'll depend on him for the rest of our life." Zhi Yuan also looked at him and smiled.

"Really? Then you have to tell me when you get married!" Grandma ordered.

"Sure! The ceremony is about to start, grandma, I have to prepare. Let Zhiyuan accompany you."

Wearing a wedding dress custom-made by a big-name designer, An Qi has light makeup, long hair rolled up, and the whole person exudes a pearl-like low-key and soft light.

An Min looked at his sister sitting in front of the dressing table, and said to himself: Did Mom and Dad see it?My sister is getting married, my wife is nice and very rich, don't worry.

An Qi saw An Min at the door from the mirror, and called him, "Come here, why, are you stunned by my sister's beauty?"

"Yes, I haven't seen you so beautiful in more than 30 years. Come on, let's take a photo." An Min walked over and bent over to take a photo with An Qi, then turned around and sent the photo to Chris—An Qi got married today, everything is fine with Ling Yun, you Also quickly find your own happiness.

Chris replied in seconds: Iwill. (will)

Another month later, Venice, Italy.

The crew of the film "Wutong" shortlisted for the main competition unit of the Venice Film Festival appeared on the red carpet.Zhang Ming and Li Yushan both wore dark suits, while Gu Weijun wore a beige retro three-piece suit, and the British style was particularly eye-catching.The flashlights of the photojournalists flickered non-stop, but the three of them still kept smiling, their expressions not broken at all.

"As expected of a star, I would be blinded." An Min, who was standing outside, sighed.

Zhiyuan looked at An Min who was wearing Kiton, and shook his head: "If you were blinded, it would be the reporters. It is very wise for the organizing committee to only allow the crew to walk on the red carpet."

An Min said with disgust, "Your filter is eight feet thick!"

Zhiyuan smiled and took his hand, and the two watched the "Iron Triangle" on the red carpet in high spirits and chatted quietly.

"Can I win an award?"

"Who said 'to be shortlisted is to win'?"

"Isn't that before departure? After coming here, the atmosphere is different. Besides, seeing our child is so handsome on the red carpet, I became ambitious without knowing it. I don't want him to return empty-handed."

"Who? Gu Weijun? Your child?"

"Your family...not...ours! Ours!"

The next day, Anmin got up early and lightly washed his hands.Zhiyuan turned over and ran into the air, groped on the bed for a while but found no one, "Anmin?"

"Hey, I'm here, are you awake?" An Min ran out of the bathroom wiping his face.

Zhiyuan only opened his left eye, and asked in a vague voice, "Aren't you going to sleep? The awards ceremony will be held at night."

An Min sat by the bed and said, "I can't sleep anymore, I can't be jet-lagged, I want to go out for a walk."

"Wait for me, I'll go too."

Venice in the early morning is shrouded in mist and moisture, the air is humid, and there are few tourists.Anmin took Zhiyuan to St. Mark's Square according to the directions on the phone map, "Let's walk there, how about taking the water bus when we come back?"

"Okay, whatever is fine." Zhiyuan kept taking pictures of Anmin.

Pass through the narrow alleys between buildings, and walk across one bridge after another.Take photos of the flowers blooming on the windowsill, the boats leaning on the shore, the windows of real estate agents, and the smiling counterparts.

Passing by the fruit stall just set up by the drowsy boss, An Min bought a box of strawberries with morning dew for 2.5 euros, "natural and no need to wash", and stuffed one into Zhiyuan's mouth.

"Little brother, is it sweet?"

"sweet."

Anmin thinks Strawberry should not be as sweet as Zhiyuan who is dressed as a student.

In the early morning of St. Mark's Square, pigeons and tourists in various poses taking pictures complement each other.People passing by speak Chinese with various accents, which makes people feel kind and at ease.The two walked slowly, and An Min swung his arms in a big circle, and introduced to Zhiyuan: "Napoleon used to hang his spoils here; when the water rose, the sea would flood here; in the evening, there was a band playing there, and the sunset Let’s listen to music and have a cup of coffee; look at the pillar, it’s a flying lion..."

He explained in an amateurish and broken way, but Zhiyuan listened attentively and earnestly, pointing and looking.Walking to the pier where the gondola is docked, the water surface and the thick fog a little far away merge into one, and the edge cannot be found.Neither of them spoke, they just clasped their fingers together.

I don't know how long I stood there, but the sun seemed to be about to show up.Zhiyuan spoke first: "Let's not go back with the crew, stay for a few more days."

An Min smiled: "Isn't Boss Lin very busy?"

"It doesn't matter," Zhiyuan also smiled, "It's here anyway."

A girl with short blond hair is taking a picture, the viewfinder is framed by a row of gondolas moored by the pier, the tall street lamp on the left, the misty morning sun, and two tall men standing side by side holding hands at the bottom right of the picture back, and pressed the shutter without hesitation.

The author has something to say:

This is the first time I write an article, although it is filled with sincerity, it is inevitably superficial and naive. Thank you for your company and tolerance.

(There may be two extra stories)