Compete with your nemesis to be a prodigal

Duan Zhuoheng saw that he was provoking himself on purpose, and smiled angrily: "Mr. Cheng is too narcissistic, Wenwen and I..."

"Duan Zhuoheng!"

"Stop making trouble," Lu Bingwen stepped forward to push the two of them away, his eyes turned impatiently around the people around him, "Aren't you hungry? Even if you're not hungry, you don't have to stand around here to show others a joke, right?" ?”

After he said this, the bosses of several partners looked around belatedly. Sure enough, many waiters and customers looked here curiously.

Several people immediately turned their heads to look at Duan Zhuoheng's expression, and they saw that something was wrong with his expression.

Could it be that this time he really flattered the horse's hoof?

When President Du of Mediterranean Sea was touching his sparsely haired forehead in wonder, Lu Bingwen put on a mask, glanced at Duan Zhuoheng, turned around and left without saying anything.

Cheng Qing raised his hand and wanted to call him, but gave up after much deliberation.

Duan Zhuoheng frowned, glanced twice at Cheng Qing and the crowd waiting to eat with him on the other side, took a deep breath, gave Xiao Wang a wink, snorted coldly, cleared the process, and left towards Lu Bingwen Chased in the direction of the past.

"you……"

Seeing Duan Zhuoheng chasing after him, Cheng Qing wanted to go after him too, but when he was about to leave, he was stopped by Xiao Wang who squeezed out from the crowd.

"Mr. Cheng, when we first came, we saw a news gathering vehicle on the opposite side. It might not be convenient for you to go out and find someone now."

Xiao Wang is Duan Zhuoheng's man, of course Cheng Qing would not believe it, and turned his attention to the side as a guide for the sculpture for a long time.

The waiter was stunned and nodded: "Indeed, today a reporter is going to interview the Internet celebrity milk tea shop opposite."

Cheng Qing narrowed his eyes and glared at Xiao Wang, but he could only give up, turned around and called the driver to ask him to pick him up in the underground parking lot and leave.

Seeing the back of Cheng Qing leaving, several partners looked at each other in a daze, and they all saw deep confusion in each other's eyes.

"What's the situation now?" The thin man who had just urged Lu Bingwen to apologize asked.

"Where do we know where to go..." The man beside him spread his hands.

The man with glasses beside Mr. Du pushed his eyes: "Could it be..."

"What?!" Everyone focused on him.

"Could it be that Mr. Duan was so angry that he chased after Lu Bingwen and started a fight?"

"Hiss..." Mr. Du patted his forehead, "Don't tell me, it's really possible!"

"If that's the case, why don't we go and have a look? What if Duan Duan is always hurt by that kid surnamed Lu?"

"Yes, yes, why don't we go and have a look?"

"Actually, I don't think so. After all, Boss Duan looks much stronger than that Young Master Lu. He shouldn't be able to hurt Boss Duan."

"makes sense."

……

Listening to the group of self-righteous guys behind them discussing who has the higher fighting power, Duan Zhuoheng or Lu Bingwen, Xiao Wang, who knew the truth, rubbed his brows, feeling a little tired.

Lu Bingwen might really have lost his temper, and walked very fast, Duan Zhuoheng trotted all the way, catching up with him on the steps outside the restaurant.

"Wenwen, wait a minute!" Duan Zhuoheng took two steps forward and grabbed Lu Bingwen's arm.

"There are a lot of rumors on the Internet about our discord. They may have misunderstood. Don't be angry. I can go back and explain to them now, and then ask them to apologize to you."

Because of his anxiety, Duan Zhuoheng finished his sentence like a cannonball, and then he relaxed and took a few breaths.

Lu Bingwen frowned, and moved his mouth a little, but he swallowed it when he caught sight of the crowd outside from the corner of his eye, and raised his head: "I'm not angry, there are many people here, don't talk about it, go back and talk if you have anything to say."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to catch Duan Zhuoheng's wrist, and pulled it down with a little force.

Before Duan Zhuoheng could react, he had already turned around again, this time he got into the car directly, and drove away without any pause.

Duan Zhuoheng looked at the butt of the car that quickly disappeared around the corner, hesitated for a while, then turned and went back to the hall.

But after such an incident, the mood for eating must have disappeared. Duan Zhuoheng called Xiao Wang directly, and under the expectant eyes of several partners not far away, he announced with a blank expression: "today's dinner is cancelled, as for the cooperation The matter is also put on hold for the time being."

Xiao Wang had already guessed this kind of ending when Lu Bingwen turned to leave just now, so he was not surprised, and nodded slightly: "Yes, Mr. Duan."

"As for them..." Duan Zhuoheng glanced at the people behind Xiao Wang with disgust, "You can help me solve it."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and called the driver to pick him up, and stopped giving these idiots who messed up their own business a look.

Seeing Duan Zhuoheng's cold eyes that didn't contain any warmth just now, Mr. Du swallowed hard, and suddenly felt a little cold on the top of his head.

On a small road not far from the restaurant, Lu Bingwen who left first was not as calm as when he was talking to Duan Zhuoheng just now.

After driving the car for a certain distance, he bit his lip, slowed down slowly, and parked the car on the side of the road, trying to calm down.

【Host, what happened to you? 】

7436 wanted to get in touch with him, but was ruthlessly rejected, and was forced to unblock him.

On the way home, Duan Zhuoheng thought of countless ways to make Lu Bingwen happy.

When he arrived at the door of Lu Bingwen's house, he repeatedly preset several plans in his mind about what to say when he opened the door. He was so nervous that he almost risked being discovered and called 7436 to ask for news.

Unexpectedly, when Lu Bingwen came to open the door after knocking on the door, nothing strangely happened.

His face was as usual, as if nothing happened just now, and when he walked into the house, he asked intimately: "Have you eaten, are you hungry?"

"Not hungry," Duan Zhuoheng shook his head, fixed his eyes on Lu Bingwen's facial expression, and tentatively apologized, "Wenwen, don't be angry."

Lu Bingwen sighed helplessly: "Oh, I'm really not angry."

"Then you were just..."

"I just thought about it carefully," Lu Bingwen stretched out his hand to signal Duan Zhuoheng to sit down, "Since everyone thinks that we are incompatible, that's fine. Let's keep our distance outside and let the rumors be confirmed."

"Why, why?" Duan Zhuoheng panicked, "Could it be that you want to..."

"What are you thinking?" Lu Bingwen interrupted his random guessing with a chuckle, and explained, "Although I don't want to admit it, the series of news before Huanyu's bankruptcy was not glorious. When filing for bankruptcy, it also involved many upstream and downstream suppliers and distributors, which must have caused a lot of hatred in the circle, and now that Lao Lu is lying in it, the first thing they want to hate is me."

Duan Zhuoheng probably understood what he meant, but he still asked, "So?"

"So, the relationship between the two of us must be kept secret. Although you are the person in charge of Qirun now, after all, you have no foundation in the country. Let alone Duan Zhuohao and Duan Luo, even the guys on the board of directors are not It's easy to deal with, especially your Mr. Jiang, he bought a lot of shares in a technology company under Huanyu last year for investment, and lost everything this year. If he knows that you and I..." Lu Bingwen paused For a moment, "After all, Duan Yuming is still there, at this juncture, it's better to be cautious."

Duan Zhuoheng stared at him for a long time, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "So, you are thinking of me?"

"Otherwise, I have nothing to do now anyway."

Lu Bingwen glanced at him, got up and walked to the kitchen: "You didn't eat much at noon, you should eat more now, I'll help you see what else is in the refrigerator."

Duan Zhuoheng supported the sofa and turned his head, and whispered to Lu Bingwen's back: "Thank you."

I don't know if it's thanks for helping him find something to eat, or because he thought so much about himself just now.

"How does it taste?" Lu Bingwen propped his chin and sat opposite Duan Zhuoheng, waiting for his evaluation of his cooking skills.

Duan Zhuoheng glanced at the apparently raw noodles and the eggs that were still sandwiched in the bowl, happily took a bite and put it in his mouth, making a gesture of savoring it carefully: "Well, it's not bad."

"This is my first time cooking." Lu Bingwen's eyes were full of complacency.

Duan Zhuoheng followed him and praised: "As expected of Wenwen, he is so talented even in cooking!"

He boasted sincerely, and Lu Bingwen easily took it seriously.

He raised his chin more and more proudly: "Hmph, of course, but don't think that if you praise me a few words, I will do it for you again. This kind of thing is only this time. You still have to do the cooking in the future." .”

Duan Zhuoheng lowered his head and ate another mouthful of raw noodles, trying to suppress a smile: "Yeah, of course I'll be here in the future."

After eating the "Love Dinner" made by Lu Bingwen himself, Duan Zhuoheng got up very consciously to wash the dishes, and by the way, cleaned up the messy kitchen that someone just cooked.

After finishing everything, when I turned around, I happened to meet Lu Bingwen's shining eyes.

Duan Zhuoheng wiped his hands: "I'm done cleaning up."

"Yeah, hard work."

Duan Zhuoheng smiled: "It's not hard."

"Ah That's good."

Duan Zhuoheng rolled down the sleeves that were pushed up just now, and after rolling them down, he glanced at Lu Bingwen who seemed to have something to say, and asked directly: "Wenwen, do you have something to tell me?"

"No," Lu Bingwen laughed dryly after denying it, raised his hand to look at his watch suggestively, and exclaimed in pretended surprise, "Oh, it's already past ten o'clock!"

Duan Zhuoheng didn't answer, and put his hands in his trouser pockets, waiting for his next performance.

There is no response?

So unconscious? !

Lu Bingwen pursed his lips slightly, and continued to hint: "Look, we've chatted, you've eaten, and it's getting late now, shouldn't you..."

"Go back?" Duan Zhuoheng said it for him.

Lu Bingwen clapped his hands together and nodded: "Yes."

Duan Zhuoheng tilted his head and glanced at the door, walked out of the kitchen under Lu Bingwen's expectant eyes, and took a few steps in that direction.

Just when Lu Bingwen thought he got what he meant and was about to leave, he suddenly turned around——

"Wenwen, I want to stay today, can I?"