Prodigal son

Early in the morning, the butler of Qiao's family was walking on the road in the villa area with a stack of colorful books, with the inscrutable and rigorous expression on his face.

"Housekeeper Wang, what book are you holding here?" A smiling middle-aged man walked over with a smile on his face. When he glanced over the book titled "Children's Pinyin Enlightenment Book", the smile on his face was slightly narrowed. Could it be that Qiao Chen brought back his illegitimate son who was outside?

Steward Wang glanced at the middle-aged man expressionlessly, "This is the study material, Steward Zhong." After speaking, seeing Butler Zhong's curious expression, he took out a copy and handed it to Steward Zhong, "If you want to, take a copy. do not mention it."

Butler Zhong watched Steward Wang go farther and farther with a stiff face, and then looked at the book in his hand. He felt that the monkey eating peaches on the cover seemed silly, but it seemed that Qiao Chen valued this illegitimate child quite a lot. The butler of his own family went to buy children's books in person.

The so-called rumors were probably spawned by some kind of weird coincidence, so soon after, Qiao Chen's illegitimate child became an unspoken secret in this high-end residential area.

After teaching Qiao Jingan the basics of computer applications last night, Qiao Chen felt that although he was alive, he might as well be dead. How can a person who can't pinyin and Arabic numerals teach him how to use computers? The saddest thing is that he still Because Qiao Jingan was lucky to know Chinese characters, when did he, Qiao Chen, be so patient and ask so little?

Waking up in the morning, after opening the curtains, he saw the young man punching an unknown set of fists in the yard. The loose shirt made his figure look more slender. Qiao Chen felt that maybe he had never understood him before. So much so that when the two of them really lived together, he realized that his brother with amnesia was not as annoying as he imagined. Well, maybe it was just a little troublesome, but apart from this, he really felt that his own brother His younger brother is better than many people of the same age. Looking left and right, he came to a strong conclusion that he is indeed Qiao Chen's younger brother. No matter how you look at it, he is excellent.

After washing and dressing, Qiao Chen met the housekeeper when he went out, looked at the book in his hand, and nodded, "Send it to Xiao An's room."

Steward Wang almost staggered, so in such a short few days, did the second young master upgrade from a prodigal son to Xiaoan in the mouth of the eldest young master?Call him a prodigal when you have conflicts between brothers, and now call him Xiaoan, young master, your position is too unsteady.

After Wang Steward put the books away, he didn't expect that his young master was still in the aisle, so he looked at Qiao Chen suspiciously. Could it be that the young and the young were distracted early in the morning?

"Today, you asked someone to order a few sets of exercise clothes for Xiao An. I saw him jumping around in his shirt early in the morning. It's really ugly. Do you want others to say that my Qiao family can't even afford a few exercise clothes," he said. , and went downstairs with graceful steps.

Eldest young master, don't worry, the place where the second young master does his morning exercises is invisible to others except our own family. Steward Wang raised his eyebrows, and if he wants to buy something for the second young master, just say so. Isn't it justified?

Qiao Chen went downstairs and sat on the sofa to read the newspaper for a while before Qiao Jingan came in from the outside. The fine hair on his forehead looked a little wet from dew or sweat.

Qiao Chen frowned, and asked the people below to take a wet towel and throw it to Qiao Jingan, "Wipe it well." He nodded in satisfaction when he saw the boy wipe it obediently.

Seeing the blush on the young man's face, Qiao Chen looked away. Although his younger brother looks good, as an older brother, he doesn't need to lose his mind because of his good-looking younger brother.

"No class this morning?" He asked with a dry cough.

Qiao Jingan wiped his hands with a wet towel and said, "There are only classes in the afternoon, brother, why are there so many ways of death about Lin Daiyu on the Internet?"

Qiao Chen was not very interested in these ancient masterpieces. Although he had read them once, he was really not interested in studying them. Seeing Qiao Jingan's curious eyes, he couldn't bear to tell him that he was not interested in Dream of the Red Chamber, so he said, "Well, Because the person who wrote the book died before finishing the story, many people rely on various guesses to determine the ending of the characters in the book."

"These people are so stupid." Qiao Jingan handed the towel to the servant standing aside, with a gentle smile, "Since the master is dead, no matter how they argue now, they can't represent the master's thoughts. Their self-righteous guesses are actually nothing. It doesn't mean that there is no one in this world who can completely guess other people's minds, isn't it a joke."

Qiao Chen raised his eyebrows, "I can't see that you still have some opinions on these things."

"Everyone has an opinion," Qiao Jingan raised his eyebrows, "I want to have breakfast."

"I just finished exercising and I can't eat. You go upstairs and change your clothes." Qiao Chen put down the newspaper, "Follow me to the office after dinner." It's too unsafe to leave you alone at Qiao's house.

Qiao Jingan nodded, obeyed his elder brother's order, and obediently went upstairs.

On the other hand, the others who heard this sentence were a little surprised. In the past, the young master was upset when he saw the second young master, but now he has to bring him with him like a masochist. Could it be that the second young master who lost his memory is really so loved by the young master?

"Master, you often take the Second Young Master to the company, will you..." The housekeeper looked at Qiao Chen, whose expression had not changed, hesitantly, "If the Second Young Master recovers his memory, it will have an impact on the company in the future."

"If he regains his memory," Qiao Chen folded the newspapers again and again, "you can ask someone to beat him up again."

The corner of the butler's mouth twitched slightly, young master, are you showing that you like the current second young master and dislike the old one?Young or old, if people often do this, they will suffer from schizophrenia.

Qiao's breakfast has always been based on nutrition, and it doesn't follow any inexplicable aristocratic route. Of course, it doesn't have the exaggerated dining table that needs to be shouted out in TV dramas. Basically, it is impossible. A long table is not an upstart.

Qiao Jingan's eating is very good-looking, elegant and smooth, as if eating the food with a sense of art, this kind of elegance gives Qiao Chen the illusion of traveling through time, as if sitting opposite him is a noble and elegant young man from thousands of years ago, not My own prodigal brother.

After dinner, Qiao Jing'an took two books of Enlightenment of Pinyin for Children and Enlightenment of English for Children, as well as a laptop, and got into Qiao Chen's car. Although he didn't know much about computers, he still learned how to use them to watch movies.

When they arrived at the head office, the two brothers got out of the car. This time, they didn't hear anyone gossip. Even the terrified gazes of the past were much less, but the curious gazes were much more.

After the two brothers got into the elevator, the hurried employees outside gathered together, "Do you feel that the second young master has changed a lot, and now he looks so comfortable."

"Have you taken a fancy to Second Young Master?"

"Don't be silly, stop daydreaming about Cinderella in broad daylight."

When Shen Jun entered the company, he saw several employees surrounded by the elevator chatting excitedly about the two brothers of the Qiao family. When someone asked whether Qiao Jingan was stimulated, he sighed, "Where are you going to gossip?"

Everyone turned their heads in unison, called Secretary Shen, and hurried away.

Shen Jun touched his face. In fact, he looks pretty good. These people don't need to be scared when they see him. He wanted to hear more gossip.

When he arrived at the president's office to hand in some work schedules, Shen Jun was not surprised to see a small carved wooden table in the president's office. There were actually pen holders, inkstones, etc. on the wooden table, which looked very special in this western-style decorated office. Conspicuous, and seeing Qiao Ershao sitting on the carved wooden table and playing with a laptop, he suddenly felt a messy mix of Chinese and Western.

Handing the report to the president, Shen Jun looked at Qiao Ershao's computer screen from the corner of his eye. Although it was from the upper left perspective, Shen Jun could still see clearly what Ershao was looking at. What a hot-blooded boy movie, but a business card that has swept the entire Chinese dynasty and won unanimous praise from all Chinese people --- "Joyful and Big Big Wolf".

Just when Shen Jun was stimulated and was about to leave the CEO's office, he heard Qiao Ershao burst into laughter, and then said crisply, "Brother, Lazy is so cute."

Just when Shen Jun thought the CEO would lose his temper, he only heard the CEO, who has always been strict with his work, say in a flat tone, "Don't stare at the computer for too long, it's not good for your eyes."

"You spend more time looking at the computer than I do." Qiao Jingan accused indignantly.

Qiao Chen frowned. Ever since Qiao Jingan lost his memory, he never disobeyed his own words, and today he actually talked back to himself because of a cartoon that children watched?So, Brother Qiao felt a little uncomfortable, isn't it just a cartoon, what's so good about it?

"Are you talking back to me?" Qiao Chen raised his eyebrows.

Qiao Jingan hesitated for a moment, "I'm only stating one fact. As an elder, one must lead by example to be an elder. Am I wrong?"

Qiao Chen's hand holding the mouse trembled, you are not wrong, what is wrong is why I should meddle in your business so much, "That's up to you."

"Brother, don't be angry," Qiao Jingan turned off the computer, "It's okay if you can't change these bad habits, I won't despise you." After finishing speaking, he thoughtfully gave Qiao Chen a tolerant and nice smile.

The mouse in Qiao Chen's hand creaked for help.

Shen Jun also seemed to escape from the CEO's office. At this moment of murderous intent, it was better for him to avoid it. He turned his head and looked at the door of the CEO's office sympathetically. "CEO, why don't you ask someone to give you a baby earlier?" Come on, otherwise, if you are pissed off to death, the inheritance will all belong to the murderer, Er Shao.

You will die with regret.