Pooh!you bad guy

——What, what?How to treat you, how to treat him?

How can this work!How can this be!

Zhao Zeheng was so shocked that his facial features were distorted, he gritted his teeth and was speechless for a long time, he knows that being with the same sex is only temporary and cannot be taken seriously, otherwise the elders in the family will tear him apart.

"Do you remember?" Zhao Dingyong repeated it again blankly, with no room for discussion on his face.

Countless thoughts flashed in Zhao Zeheng's mind, but due to his status as a junior and his habit of awe in front of his uncle, he finally agreed vaguely:

"I see, Uncle. But—"

"It's good that you know. I don't want to hear about any unhappiness between you and Xiaotang in the future. Can you do it?" Zhao Dingyong only said what he wanted to say, only listened to what he wanted to hear, and ignored everything else.He was in such a terrible mood that he didn't want to say anything extra.

Can it be all his fault?No, Xiaotang happened right under my nose.

Zhao Zeheng was still worried about one thing, and that was his main purpose of coming to find Zhao Dingyong: the Pingxi project he was in charge of supervising had a lot of problems, and he couldn't handle it with his ability.

"Yes! Uncle, I promise I won't provoke you again in the future, er no, I promise I won't offend Xiaotang again in the future." These things can be readily agreed, and it's best to get my uncle in a good mood , so that he won't be too angry after hearing his work report for a while.

After hearing the answer he hoped for, Zhao Dingyong nodded hastily, turned and walked to the elevator, ready to go up to deal with business.

In fact, Zhao Zeheng didn't want to come out to meet people very much, because his face was still wounded, and Xing Kuan was very ruthless in attacking him. He didn't fear your death at all.

But at this time, face is no longer important: if he cannot get Zhao Dingyong's forgiveness, he will lose his job as a project manager. Who knows what my uncle is thinking when he comes out to do things?

Zhao Dingyong raised his eyebrows and questioned lightly: "Zeheng, what materials did you send up today?"

"Well, no, uncle, I'm going to ask Manager Zhao something." Zhao Zeheng said with a dry smile, he didn't want to explain those things in the elevator, so let's find a reason to go into the uncle's office and talk slowly.

——It's just that Zhao Zeheng didn't expect that his brother-in-law, who had always supported and valued him, would act so indifferent this time, and directly asked his assistant Jin Hang to beat him up!Zhao Zeheng was angry, embarrassed and ashamed, and left without saying anything after hearing those words.

Not only that, the next day, when Zhao Zeheng just stepped into the office of the Pingxi project, Li Da, who he disliked the most, appeared with a smile and explained very enthusiastically: Hello, Manager Zhao, Mr. Zhao is worried that things are too much. You're too busy, so let me come down and help oversee the project.

After Li Da finished speaking, he stretched out his hand as usual, and said, "Thank you for your advice, I hope we can cooperate happily." Zhao Zeheng held out his hand hastily with a grim face, and then walked quickly into his office.

Returning to his seat smugly, Li Da couldn't see any displeasure on his honest and friendly face—the second-generation son probably called for help.

*****

what to do?Tomorrow is Friday.

Li Tang didn't know how many times he reached out to touch the collar on his neck, as if the more he touched, the better he would be.

"If I didn't go home on the weekend, wouldn't Mammy have been looking forward to me for nothing?" Li Tang sighed.He was leaning against the slightly raised hospital bed, the small dining table in front of him was full of documents, and a laptop was still on.

The ward was very quiet. After waking up, he politely rejected Zhao Dingyong's suggestion of transferring to another hospital, thinking that this place is quite good and there is no need for such trouble.Zhao Dingyong had no choice but to choose a single ward with a better environment for him as much as possible.

Xing Kuan has been going straight to the hospital every afternoon after get off work recently. Li Tang was injured, and he felt guilty—although Li Tang stated very bluntly that he asked for it, smashed the bottle and scratched himself, and it has nothing to do with you.

"Junior brother, why are you sitting up again? Be careful not to involve the wound." Xing Kuan said worriedly as he entered the door with a bag of fruit in his hand and put it on the bedside table.

Li Tang beckoned the man to sit down, "It's okay, the doctor said that as long as it doesn't twist too much, it's fine. The tutor is urging me to hand in the second draft of the final design, and I haven't had time to change what I was beaten back last time. Now it's done in one go."

The two of them were talking, and Xing Kuan helped Li Tang pick out typos, formatting, etc.; Li Tang struggled to recognize the sharp comments made by an elderly thesis tutor.

"Brother, you don't have to come every day, what a trouble." Li Tang carefully controlled his tone, trying to be as natural as possible, lest Xing Kuan feel that he is not welcome.

Xing Kuan quickly said: "No trouble, I came here from our company on the way, anyway, I have nothing to do when I go back, the job assigned by Boss Guan this time is quite easy."

"Really? It's great not to have to work overtime." Li Tang sighed, and then changed the subject, and said, "I'm fine in the hospital, you really don't have to come here every day, go get together with Brother Da Kuan and the others more often." "I'm sorry, I have someone I like. I didn't know it before, but I always treated you as a loyal and generous brother...

Xing Kuan suddenly changed the subject: "Dadong has been asking you for the past two days, saying that he was embarrassed to take over your work. I didn't tell him, but I said you have some personal and urgent matters."

Li Tang had no choice but to bite the bullet and say something more, but the other party changed the subject.

He sighed, held up the materials, flipped through them while lying on his back, and answered the other party's questions: "Yes, don't tell them, I can't even tell you what I did, shame on me!" killed...

At the end, he added: "Brother Dong, what is there to be ashamed of, it's all Boss Guan's arrangement, and I really can't finish it now."

*****

"Knock knock~" Zhao Dingyong knocked on the door with his backhand, holding the porridge and soup cooked by Uncle Zhang in his hand.

Xing Kuan looked at Zhao Dingyong, and the two nodded at each other at the same time, as a greeting.

"How do you feel today?" Although Zhao Dingyong had already come out of the attending doctor's office, he still asked with concern, and he put the thermos box on the bedside table.

"It's okay, you got off work very early today." Li Tang said with a smile.

"I went to work early today too." Zhao Dingyong went in and washed his hands.

Xing Kuan hurriedly took the key, "Don't mess with it, continue tomorrow, the doctor told you to stay in bed and you always refused to listen! I'll go back first, and I'll see you tomorrow." He smiled and left.

Li Tang looked depressedly at the back of the other party leaving, and it was too late to say anything—could it be that I misunderstood?After all, brother, he always drinks at clubs, it seems that he has never been short of companions for so many years...

*****

"Don't make Uncle Zhang busy in the future, I really deserve it." Li Tang looked at the insulated box, sighed and said a bit forcefully.

Zhao Dingyong's movements were already very proficient. He poured out a bowl of warm and non-greasy soup and handed it to Li Tang, explaining: "You don't have to think too much, this is all made by Zhang Bo when he is free. It was a waste of his life."

Li Tang said in his heart that everything is ready, how dare I not drink it.

"You can't go home this weekend, remember to say hello to the old man in advance, so that the old man won't wait in vain." Zhao Dingyong instructed carefully.

Li Tang raised his head unexpectedly: You can actually consider this?He said distressedly:

"No, it's the end of the month, and I have to go back. Mommy is going to the hospital for a checkup, and she has to collect rent and pay the employees."

Zhao Dingyong said gently: "You can't leave the hospital on weekends. I'll help you deal with these things, okay?"