The way I came back wasn't right

If it is said that the opposite of procrastination is a quick fix, then a task that can never be finished by a person with procrastination will be completed faster than you expected when it is given to a quick fix.

Su Zejin is the latter kind of person.

So in the morning, after he casually told Shen Huaiyi to meet Chen Jian, on the same night, Chen Jian and Shen Huaiyi sat together at the dining table in the living room of Shen Huaiyi's villa.

Because the person who suggested it was himself, and this meeting had some potential meanings, Su Zejin happily cooked a whole table of good dishes, and stewed a casserole of secret soup with golden clematis, stone mushroom and duck. I am going to introduce my good friend and my good CP to each other.

But how should I put it, the result seems to be... different from Su Zejin's prediction....

The atmosphere at the table was very eerie.

The flame flows down from the crystal lamp on the ceiling of the living room, casting mottled light and shadow on the marble dining table.

Whether it was Shen Huaiyi sitting next to Su Zejin, or Chen Jian sitting opposite Su Zejin, it was as if their vocal cords had been cut off suddenly. They only knew how to eat quietly with their chopsticks in their hands. No need to speculate, Su Zejin could already guess Before he brought the last dish from the kitchen, the two had been facing each other in silence for a long time—because he had never heard a single sound in the kitchen!

How is this going?

Su Zejin had to think so seriously.

You must know that the three people sitting at the same table can be said to be people on the scene, not to mention him and Chen Jian, as long as they want to, they can spend one-fifth of their meal time at the table throughout the year and exchange drinks with others , whether it is being pulled or trying to get a relationship, it doesn't matter if you are not talkative; as for Shen Huaiyi, let's not talk about his usual attitude for the time being, just talk about his profession-how can a psychiatrist who doesn't like to talk help come to him for treatment? patient?

So the only problem with the indifference at the dinner table at this time is that neither of them wants to talk to each other?

But why? ==

The above thoughts swirled around in Su Zejin's head. Although his head was filled with questions, it was obviously not a good time to delve into it.Anyway, if the mountain doesn't come, I will go to the mountain. Su Zejin's expression remained unchanged, and he sat down and smiled: "How is it? My cooking skills are not bad, right? Both of you have a taste of this pot of soup first. I drank it back then. I was shocked when I arrived, and immediately ran to the kitchen to ask the chef for the secret recipe—keep that you haven’t drunk it!”

The two of them took a spoonful of soup each to save Su Zejin's face.

Shen Huaiyi's smile was the same as usual, but his words were different: "It's okay, but you stewed too much."

A small thunderbolt flashed across Su Zejin's head.

Honey... it's a bit old, you can tell me privately...

Chen Jian answered with a calm expression: "I guess the chef didn't tell you that the main function of this soup is—" He stirred the soup pot with a spoon, looked at the herbs in it and said, "Nourishing yin and nourishing the skin. "

The second medium-sized thunderbolt flashed across Su Zejin's head.

Nourishing yin and beauty, even if it is true, please don’t mention it at the dinner table, brother!

Shen Huaiyi suddenly said to Chen Jian: "I heard from Zejin that Mr. Chen's major is related to electronic software?"

"Yes." Chen Jian said simply.

Shen Huai tilted his head slightly, raised his wrist, and said with a casual smile: "Then he must be proficient in some technologies, such as making some interesting small software or something, or disassembling simple tools—well, look Mr. Chen's performance just now, does he still have some understanding of Chinese herbal medicine?"

"I have some understanding of many things." Chen Jian said flatly.

"Oh—including the restoration of the recording with a voice changer?" Shen Huaiyi said.

"That also belongs to electronic applications." Chen Jian said.Then he suddenly said to Su Zejin, "I have already dealt with the voice changer part of the recording."

Staying aside, obviously feeling that the atmosphere is not right, Su Zejin, who was thinking about how to interject, cheered up: "Oh?"

"But don't get your hopes up too much just yet." Chen Jian said, he got up and took out the MP3 from his bag, and played the recording to Su Zejin.

"Tonight... zzz... license plate... zzz... road... zzz—"

Su Zejin frowned: "What are these noises?"

"Ambient sound effects." Chen Jian said, "If you want to hear completely and clearly, you have to find the same—or similar—sound effects, so that I can restore the clear sound."

"I don't think this is the only way?" Shen Huaiyi's voice sounded.

The other two people at the dinner table looked at Shen Huaiyi.

But Shen Huai only looked at Chen Jian who was sitting across the dining table: "I heard that technicians who know these things can infer the sound effect from the noise, and then choose a similar sound effect to try to eliminate the noise... Is this possible?" He finally seemed to be Ask Chen Jian questioningly.

"Yes." Chen Jian said, but he turned his face and said to Su Zejin, "But you don't have the time to wait for me to try it slowly. Especially when you can delineate the range of the noise."

Shen Huai smiled slightly.But this time, he didn't speak anymore, but just listened to the conversation between Chen Jian and Su Zejin.

Chen Jian said: "The president's office of Su's company, the master bedroom and bathroom of Jiang's villa, or which room Lin Meijun likes to stay in the most—you just find a chance to record the ambient sound effects of these four places."

"These four places..."

"If you can delineate the scope of the person who wants to kill you, combined with your first dangerous method, you can preliminarily deduce that the murderer is a very cautious and suspicious person-and not confident enough. If it wants to When making a phone call, even if he has already used a voice changer, he will choose a place that he thinks is the safest and most controllable." Shen Huaiyi said next to Su Zejin, "Then the office, bedroom, bathroom, preferred room, or Plus your own vehicle—if the two you suspect are driving themselves."

"But since they don't drive by themselves, the vehicle will not be the safe place they think, so the last item can be ruled out as a matter of course." Shen Huaiyi slowly analyzed the three places mentioned by Chen Jian, separated the reasons and told Su Zejin Speak clearly.

Su Zejin smiled at Shen Huai: "I understand."

——He just doesn't understand why the atmosphere at the dinner table is getting weirder and weirder now!

Shen Huai responded to Su Zejin's smile with a gentle expression.

Then his eyes turned to Chen Jian who was opposite, his expression didn't change, and his smile seemed to deepen a bit.

Chen Jian, who was sitting opposite, lowered her head and spit out a bone on the plate.

As soon as the dinner was finished, Chen Jian offered to leave.

Su Zejin didn't keep him, but sent Chen Jian out in person. After watching the other party drive away, he turned around and went back to the villa. As soon as he came in, he saw Shen Huaiyi clearing the table.

He stepped forward to block Shen Huaiyi's hand, and said, "It's okay, just let it go, I'll get it later."

The only disadvantage of having a CP who is Lian Jiazi is that he doesn't want you to stop him from doing something, and you will never be able to stop him.

Shen Huai was still holding three people's rice bowls and plates in his hand, and he didn't know how he turned his wrist, Su Zejin's outstretched hand was empty, and the people continued to follow his established route to the pool go.

Su Zejin shrugged his shoulders, and didn't stop him, just followed Shen Huaiyi to clean up the table and wash the dishes: Anyway, we can still talk like this.

"You don't like Chen Jian?" Su Zejin asked directly when he came up.

"Why do you think so?" Shen Huai slowly wiped the dishes in the sink.

"I feel that you don't like each other." Su Zejin tried his best to describe the feelings of the two people just now.He felt that the most taboo thing between his lover and his best friend was unevenness in a bowl of water.Of course, after another two years, he will understand that the most taboo thing is not that the bowl of water is not level, but that you insist on leveling the bowl of water.

The experience of all successful people tells us that if there is a conflict between a friend and a lover, the only thing the husband does right is in front of whom he is right now, and whoever is right is right. _(:з」∠)_

Shen Huai smiled slightly: "That's not the case."

"That?"

"I just think he's a little...aggressive." Shen Huai picked out a word.

"Aggression?" Su Zejin asked.

"Well, if you want others to follow his pace, you can't bear being questioned and so on." Shen Huaiyi said, "By the way, you said he suffers from obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

"I personally think that he is quite forced." Su Zejin emphasized the word 'personal'.

"The most typical feature of obsessive-compulsive disorder is washing hands." Shen Huai gave Su Zejin a little science, "From this point of view, your friend washes his hands as frequently as I do, before and after meals..." He put his Put your hands under the water, let the water fully touch your palms and backs, "But maybe, your friend's coercion is not from this aspect."

"By the way," Shen Huai changed the subject, "What are you going to do now?"

"You mean the ambient sound effects in that recording?" Su Zejin asked.

"Yes."

"I already have an idea." When he said this, Su Zejin had already wiped off the water droplets on his hands with a hand towel, picked up the phone and dialed a specific number.

Then, Jiang Rongxu's lifeless voice came out from the microphone: "Hello?"

"Good evening, are you finished?" Su Zejin's tone was quite brisk.

...Why is it you again, can you calm down?Jiang Rongxu really wanted to say that to the person on the other end of the phone.But unfortunately, he and his mother are now looking forward to and trying to guide Su Zejin to the answer.

So he swallowed a mouthful of blood in his throat, and tried to raise a smiling face: "It's over, what do you want?" After Jiang Rongxu felt that his tone was too blunt, he couldn't help adding, "Is there anything I can do?" help?"

"There really is one." Su Zejin said.

"Huh? What is it?" Jiang Rongxu asked cautiously.

"I listened to the recording you gave me. I'm going to your house when Jiang Junguo is away." Su Zejin said.

"Our family...?" Jiang Rongxu froze for a moment.

"Jiang's villa." Su Zejin clearly stated the location.

Jiang Rongxu thought about it several times, he left his room, walked to the corridor and glanced down: his father was sitting in the living room watching TV, and his mother always accompanied him and served Xiaoyi.

He lowered his voice: "This is not a big problem, but what are you doing here?"

A chuckle came from the phone.

Su Zejin said softly: "Do you think if I call Jiang Junguo, Jiang Jun will agree?"

Jiang Rongxu: "..."

Su Zejin said: "You just need to understand. I will go there tomorrow afternoon and let your mother get ready."

After speaking, the phone was hung up.

Jiang Rongxu grabbed the phone in his hand tightly, and with great willpower, he smashed the phone to the ground after returning to the room!

Things that are too easy to get are not cherished, and problems that are too easy to solve are hard to cherish.

After this phone call, Su Zejin arrived at his destination the next morning—but not Jiang's villa, but Jiang Junguo's office.

Just like what he said to Jiang Rongxu on the phone yesterday, even if Lin Meijun disagrees, he can go to Jiang's villa when his call reaches Jiang Junguo's cell phone.

Although he never wanted to go there.

This is Su Zejin's second visit to the office of Su's enterprise.

Or indeed, it was Jiang Junguo's office.

In 21 years, Jiang Junguo not only expanded Su's enterprise by more than several times, but also flattened the head office of Su's enterprise, which was originally located in the fringe area of ​​the capital, and built a new skyscraper in the center of the capital, and this skyscraper The highest floor of the tall building is, of course, Jiang Junguo's president's office.

This office has nothing to do with the buildings and factories in Su Zejin's thin memory.

He sits in the empty office, a whole row of floor-to-ceiling windows allows him to clearly see the streets extending in all directions of the capital, the dense traffic, and the Buildings of different heights but shoulder to shoulder.

His eyes immediately fell on Jiang Junguo, and then he lowered his gaze again, and saw the contract placed in front of him.

This is the second time he has seen this contract, and the terms in it are very similar to the first time, only the one that Su Zejin decided through the shareholders meeting was added.

Jiang Junguo originally said the time was one month, but now less than half a month later, the contract appeared in his hands again.

He also does have a little... don't know how to put it.

Jiang Junguo leaned on the black office chair, with his hands crossed and hanging on the armrest on the right side: "At the shareholders' meeting, I have done what you said and obtained the consent of the majority of shareholders. Now You don't have to worry that the transfer of this contract will violate the spirit of Su's enterprise."

"I'm really not too worried about this." Su Zejin casually flipped through the contract in front of him, "But I'm a little curious, why——you handed things over to me so simply?"

He looked at his father on the bloodline sitting opposite him.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but during this period of time, the man's hair was combed meticulously from the very beginning, even though it is still combed meticulously until now.But it seems that some white has begun to be mixed in those dense black hair.

Is that a sign that the other party is entering old age?

His mother gave birth to him at the age of 25 and died at the age of 30, but now 21 years old, Jiang Junguo is also 51 years old.

"You want to know? Because Jiang Rongxu can't support such a big company." Jiang Junguo's tone didn't fluctuate too much. While speaking, his eyes fell on Su Zejin's face. They were two gazes full of evaluation , "Instead of working hard for most of my life to make wedding dresses for others, it's not a bad choice to leave it to you."

"What do you mean?" Su Zejin said.

"It means that if you can wait ten years, what I have on hand will be handed over to you slowly; if you can't wait ten years, you can try to get as much as you can from me from now on." Jiang Junguo naked Said, "If you can get it, it's your job; if you can't get it, just follow my arrangement."

This is the first time in many years that father and son have an open and honest conversation.

Su Zejin found himself surprisingly calm, perhaps because Jiang Junguo was not much different from what he had imagined, and was much better than he expected, much closer to normal people...?

"I have a question to ask..."

This time, Su Zejin no longer paid attention to Jiang Junguo.

His eyes swept across the office quickly, and his ears carefully caught the surrounding sounds.

The sound of the computer running, the sound of water flowing from the indoor fountain in the corner, the noise of the air conditioning vent, and...

Su Zejin stood up, and he walked around the office slowly, recording all the surrounding sounds with a special watch on his wrist without anyone speaking.Finally, he walked behind Jiang Junguo, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows that occupied an entire wall.

"Can it be opened?" Su Zejin observed the type of French windows.

"Yes." Jiang Junguo said, "but there is only a small window on the top. If you open the whole window at this height, people will be swept away."

Su Zejin gave an 'hmm', held the handle of the window and pushed it outward, and opened a small window facing her face.

The bitter wind blew into the office, and Su Zejin was blinded by the blow for a moment, but the movement of his hands did not stop because of this, but turned his wrist very naturally to make the dial face up.

One minute later, Su Zejin was sure that the sound effect had been recorded, so he took a step to the side, closed the window again, and when he turned around, he met Jiang Junguo's skeptical and appraising eyes: "Do you still care about the windows in my office?"

Su Zejin smiled faintly: "I just care about the height of your office, and it feels really good. So by the way, I'll get it—you don't need to give it."

"Okay, then I will take my leave first, and wait for the resolution at the shareholders' meeting tomorrow. Goodbye, Mr. Jiang."

"Wait." Jiang Junguo stopped Su Zejin when he was about to leave the office, "What question did you want to ask me just now?"

"Just now? Oh," Su Zejin said, "I just want to ask, if you plan to hand everything over to me, what will happen to Lin Meijun and my half-brother?"

"You don't need to think about this, I have already thought about it." Jiang Junguo said.

"So what is Mr. Jiang's plan?" Su Zejin asked,

"Lin Meijun has used me for almost [-] million over the years, and I will leave another [-] million for her. Your brother is [-] million plus a company with assets similar to this." Su Zejin.

"Just dismissed like this?" Su Zejin asked a little funny.He thought that if Lin Meijun and Jiang Rongxu overheard the conversation between him and Jiang Junguo, these two people would probably vomit blood on the spot.Speaking of which, this world is really wonderful. He wholeheartedly wants to kill Jiang Junguo, while Lin Meijun and Jiang Rongxu are wholeheartedly trying to please Jiang Junguo, but when these four people all know the thoughts of other people, the result is Jiang Junguo. Leave him your money and your company.

"How many people in this world can earn [-] million in a lifetime?" Jiang Junguo was unmoved, "I'll give them what they can afford, it's not bad."

Su Zejin left Jiang Junguo's office directly.

If he thought his grandfather was here, his grandfather would definitely sneer at Jiang Junguo's answer; and if his mother was still alive, she might slap Jiang Junguo directly in the face.

It's a pity that Lin Meijun and Jiang Rongxu——

Who cares about them.

Ah, can't say that.When taking the elevator downstairs, Su Zejin suddenly thought.In the afternoon, he will take advantage of Jiang Junguo's meeting to visit Jiang's villa. In order not to let Jiang Junguo know about his past, Lin Meijun will find an excuse to clear out the servants in the villa, which will make it easier for him to record...

I just don't know, how would this woman feel when Lin Meijun knew that he had just finished going to the villa and signed a property transfer contract with Jiang Junguo the next day in the morning?