Prodigal son

"EA" is the fashion magazine with the largest circulation in Asia. Its magazines include beauty, food, clothing, gossip and some anecdotes, and are deeply loved by female readers. Although the price of each magazine is not low, each edition There has never been a backlog in printing, and such things as additional orders and additional printings often happen.

But this time after the release of "EA", the reason for the great response was not because of the gossip of a certain celebrity, nor because of a new brand, but because of an ink painting and a word on the coloring page. Famous Chinese painting masters even stated clearly that these calligraphy and paintings are a miracle.

As we all know, the Celestial Dynasty has begun to pay attention to traditional culture in recent years, and it has spared no effort to promote calligraphy and ink painting in the world. Without that feeling, like a wax figure, no matter how delicately it is made, he also lacks the vitality it should have.

However, the two works published by "EA" magazine this time have the tranquility and simplicity that modern society does not have. The person who made the masterpiece must be an old man who is more than seventy years old, otherwise there will be no such leisure and peace.

Lin Qian had expected that after the publication of the magazine, people would pay attention to calligraphy and painting, but she did not expect such a big response. When she received a call from the sales department, Lin Qian was stunned. In such a short half day, the magazine unexpectedly All were sold out. "EA" is a weekly magazine, and the sales volume is good, but it has never been so good. At this moment, Lin Qian knew that Qiao Jing'an might receive media attention again.

Those who love traditional culture began to ask around who the owners of the two works were, and in the end, the two works had been sold at sky-high prices.

Qiao Jingan didn't know how hot the outside world was making this matter. He was at home on weekends and was taking the food from Butler Wang to deliver to Qiao Chen. Butler Wang called it a family set meal.

Watching Qiao Jingan get into the car, Steward Wang entered the room with a smile. The second young master didn't go to the company with the young master this morning because he had to write a thesis. The young master's face was already full of frustration. Now the second young master brought the young master lunch , the young master should be satisfied.

Thinking of this, Steward Wang sighed. It is difficult to be a housekeeper, and it is even more difficult to be a good housekeeper. It is even more difficult to be a housekeeper who cares about the mood of his master.

Qiao Jingan held the insulated lunch box in his arms, turned his head and looked out the window, and suddenly said, "Uncle driver, these cars drive so fast, don't they collide sometimes?" In his previous life, even horse-drawn carriages were hit in the place where he lived.

"Second young master, don't worry, I have been driving for more than ten years, and I have never had an accident..." Before the driver finished speaking, he felt a sudden shock from the back of the car, and the strong impact caused the driver's head to hit the front protective glass , He barely maintained his final sobriety and stepped on the brakes. Before passing out, he thought helplessly, but I can't guarantee that others will not go wrong.

While collecting the documents, Shen Jun looked at the restless Qiao Chen from the corner of his eye. It was really surprising that Qiao Er Shao didn't come with the CEO today. It's almost noon now. Could it be that the CEO was waiting for the second young master? ?

Qiao Chen was no longer in the mood to read the documents. He put down the pen in his hand and raised his wrist to look at the time. It was already 12:30. Uncle Wang just called to say that Xiao An was going out after eleven o'clock, but it was only half an hour's drive today. How did it take so long? Could it be a traffic jam?

At this moment, the phone in the office rang. Shen Jun glanced at Qiao Chen who was clearly in a bad mood, and consciously picked up the phone.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Shen Jun picked up the phone, Qiao Chen remained silent and looked at Shen Jun suspiciously.

"President, Second Young Master had a car accident..."

"What?" Qiao Chen's complexion changed drastically, he stood up from the chair abruptly, the chair behind him fell to the ground with a bang, Qiao Chen also ignored the luck of the chair, picked up his coat and hurried out of the office.

Shen Jun stared at the door in the office that was too late to close, and uttered the following words, "It was an ordinary rear-end collision accident, and there were no casualties..." President, where is your composure, and why are you in such a hurry? If you run out, where can you find the second young master?

As a competent assistant to the president, Shen Jun immediately dialed Qiao Chen's number after he realized it. Hearing the sound of the car starting from the other end of the phone, Qiao Chen immediately explained the address clearly, until the call came from the phone after hanging up the phone. He let out a sigh of relief.A few months ago, the second young master was beaten so badly that he almost went to the hospital with hemiplegia, and he didn't see the president frown. Now he is so nervous, is this the so-called fate?

Qiao Jingan stood by the street, more than a dozen cars connected together in a small series, he turned his head to look at the driver rubbing his forehead, "Uncle driver, are you okay?"

"It's okay," the driver looked at the scene and frowned, "This is not a fork, how could such a serious rear-end collision happen?" As soon as he said this, he saw two medical staff hurriedly carrying a The bleeding wounded passed in front of him.

Qiao Jingan didn't show any discomfort when he saw the blood. He hugged the lunch box, looked at the deformed car, and thought with lingering fear, if he was directly hit by a car, even if he had martial arts skills, he would not be able to escape bad luck.

Qiao Chen turned on the traffic radio and listened to the report about the serial rear-end collision scene. When he heard that there were injured people, he frowned unconsciously. Didn't he just say that there were no casualties? Why are there injured people now?

The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. Qiao Chen stepped on the accelerator, and when he arrived at the scene of the car accident, he immediately saw a handsome young man standing beside him holding a lunch box. Only then was he truly relieved. Fortunately, nothing happened.

Qiao Jingan stood a little sore, kicked his legs, turned his head and saw Qiao Chen getting off a car and walking straight towards him.

"Brother," Qiao Jingan waved to Qiao Chen, without the slightest sense of panic after the car accident.

"Xiao An, is there anything wrong with you?" Qiao Chen looked up and down several times, and finally confirmed that Qiao Jingan was fine, then rubbed the top of Qiao Jingan's hair, "Stop standing here, follow me back to the company, here Just let the driver handle the matter."

The driver uncle hurriedly said, "President, don't worry, I will take care of it." In fact, it is me who has something to do, President.The driver watched Qiao Chen take Qiao Jingan away, and simply squatted on the side of the street, waiting for the traffic police to deal with these matters.

Qiao Chen glanced at the person sitting next to him, his palms were still icy cold at this moment, he retracted his gaze and looked ahead of the road, but the panic in his eyes still did not dissipate, he seemed to be afraid of Qiao Jingan leaving him at this moment. completely exposed.

"Brother, there are sweet and sour short ribs and shrimp balls for lunch today. I tasted them before going out, and they taste very good." Qiao Jingan held the lunch box and said a little sleepily, "I'm hungry."

Qiao Chen was driving very slowly, so he checked the rearview mirror a few more times to see if there was a car approaching too closely. Hearing what Qiao Jingan said, a smile appeared on his face, "Have you not eaten yet?"

Qiao Jingan shook his head, "It's boring for you to eat by yourself, I brought my own portion too, to accompany you."

Qiao Chen understood, no wonder he used such a big lunch box.

When the car encountered a traffic light, Qiao Chen stopped the car, but he couldn't help thinking, if one day the people around him turned into the old Qiao Jingan again, what would he do?