Compete with your nemesis to be a prodigal

Lu Bingwen didn't even have cousins ​​in several generations of the Lu family, so he has never been able to understand the feelings between other brothers and sisters, but now he can somewhat understand Duan Luo.

Although she is also Wu Ting's daughter, like Duan Zhuoheng, she was doomed to live in the shadow of Duan Zhuohao's heir since she was a child. A credit.

This kind of thing happens too much, no matter how good-tempered people are, it is inevitable that they will complain.

Lu Bingwen seemed to understand something, picked up the juice that had been ignored just now, and glanced at Duan Luo: "So Miss Duan's meal today is to express my gratitude to me?"

Duan Luo looked at him and nodded slightly: "You can understand it that way."

Lu Bingwen smiled, picked up the chopsticks, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief: If helping Duan Luo bring down Duan Zhuohao is considered cooperation, then it is not impossible to consider it.

Seeing him start to eat, Duan Luo twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, put down his wine glass, and calmly began to serve food.

During the meal, the two didn't have any more conversations, but everyone knew in their hearts that if they left this box today, they would be considered to be on the same boat.

"How about it, the chef's craftsmanship in this restaurant is not bad, right?"

When he was almost finished eating, Duan Luo put down his chopsticks and looked at Lu Bingwen with some deep meaning.

Lu Bingwen ate the last piece of meat without knowing why: "It's not bad."

"It's fine if you like it. In the future, Mr. Lu can come here often, just give me my name."

"Report your name?" Lu Bingwen looked up, "You run this restaurant?"

"Hmm," Duan Luo stepped in and nodded, "Of course, the obvious boss is my agent."

Lu Bingwen frowned, and wanted to ask why, why did the dignified lady of the Duan family need an agent to open a restaurant, but then thought about the preference and preferential treatment Duan Zhuohao had received in the Duan family and Qirun over the years—

Turning the subject around, he asked back: "Did you open it without telling Duan Yuming?"

"It is said in the circle that the young master of the Lu family is ignorant, but I think you are quite smart." Duan Luo smiled casually, "Although this restaurant is not big, if you let them know, it will not come out. In three days, the boss's name will have to be changed to Duan Zhuohao."

"They? You're talking about your father and..."

"With my mother," the smile on Duan Luo's face disappeared in an instant, without any admiration that he should have when he mentioned his parents, his eyes were cold, "You had a close relationship with Duan Zhuoheng back then, and you should know that he lived in the Duan family. It's not good, but in fact, he wasn't the only child in the Duan family who had a bad life back then."

Lu Bingwen looked up at her with a hint of ridicule in her eyes, and then continued: "Perhaps it should be said that Duan Zhuohao was the only one living well in the Duan family back then, and the others, whether it be me or Duan Zhuoheng, are all It's just to set off his noble status as the young master and heir."

After hearing Duan Luo finished speaking, Lu Bingwen smiled lightly, lowered his head, picked up the juice on the table and took a sip, and didn't say anything to respond to her, it was hard to tell whether he believed it or not.

Noticing his indifference, Duan Luo also lost his mind for a moment, but he quickly realized, and then added: "I'm not telling you these things to gain sympathy, but just to tell you my sincerity in cooperation. Zhuo Hao, you won't be merciful."

Lu Bingwen nodded to show that he heard it, and then said, "Okay, I believe in your sincerity."

He agreed so happily, Duan Luo smiled instead.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

After laughing for a while, Duan Luo took out a folder from his satchel, put it on the table and turned it in front of Lu Bingwen: "Open it and have a look?"

Lu Bingwen picked it up and glanced at it: "Investigative research report on investable companies?"

Then he looked at Duan Luo: "Miss Duan, is this?"

Duan Luo: "For cooperation, there must be contacts. You have done me such a big favor this time. Of course, I have to show it a little bit. Originally, I wanted to give you a bank card, but as far as I know these days Based on my observation, you don't seem to be short of money, so I'm giving this to you."

Lu Bingwen opened the folder, quickly browsed through a few pages, and found that the companies mentioned above were emerging industries with names in recent years, and the investment feasibility and risk index were also explained very completely. It is not just used to fool people.

But the more this happened, the more Lu Bingwen felt strange, and tapped his finger on the table: "Such a good investment plan, wouldn't it be better for Ms. Duan to keep it for herself? Why give it to me?"

Duan Luo chuckled: "The possible benefits of this plan are really attractive to me now, but compared with Qirun, these are just small shrimps."

Lu Bingwen raised his eyes and stared at Duan Luo's eyes for a long time, and tightly held the folder in his hand. They had known each other for at least 20 years, but it was not until recently that Lu Bingwen discovered that this woman's body was not inferior to Duan Zhuoheng's. courage and tenacity.

Her goal has always been Qirun.

Lowering his eyebrows and pondering for a while, Lu Bingwen leaned back in his chair with the folder in his hand, smiled and nodded to Duan Luo: "Then I'll take these little shrimps."

"looking at what?"

After Duan Zhuoheng finished washing the dishes, he walked softly behind Lu Bingwen, and put the slightly cold hand that had been soaked in water on his neck viciously.

"Hiss... so cold!"

Lu Bingwen was shaken by the ice, frowned and turned his body to the side, and at the same time subconsciously closed the documents in his hand.

But this cooperation happened to leave out the title of the investment plan on the cover of the document.

Duan Zhuoheng raised his eyebrows behind him, then quietly walked around from the sofa and sat beside him, asking as naturally as possible: "You want to invest?"

Lu Bingwen looked up at Duan Zhuoheng, and then looked down at the document in his hand, knowing that he had seen it, so he stopped hiding it and said, "Well, I'm going to find a few reliable companies to try."

"But haven't you invested in Feixun before?"

Duan Zhuoheng blurted out without thinking too much, and didn't realize that he seemed to have missed something until he looked at Lu Bingwen with a puzzled expression.

"How do you know that I invested in Fetion, and you investigate me?" Lu Bingwen's expression suddenly became serious.

Duan Zhuoheng wished he could slap himself a few times to punish himself for his quick talk just now, so he quickly blamed him: "It's not me, it's Liao Chen!"

"Liao Chen and Feixun's Jiang are always friends. They mentioned it by accident when they were having dinner together. Knowing that I have a good relationship with you, they mentioned it to me again, but don't worry, I'm listening to him. Afterwards, I have severely criticized his behavior of talking around with a big mouth, and warned him to help you keep it secret."

Duan Zhuoheng spoke very sincerely, from his eyes to his movements, he almost swore to God.

But as far as Lu Bingwen met Mr. Jiang and Liao Chen several times, the two people were too different in age and personality. They didn't look like they might be friends at all?

"But……"

Lu Bingwen was dubious and wanted to continue asking, but before he could ask what he wanted to say, the mobile phone beside him suddenly rang, so he had to press the matter temporarily to answer the phone.

Looking at the familiar number on the screen, Lu Bingwen frowned slightly: "It's the hospital's number."

The call from the hospital at this time must be due to some changes in Lao Lu's condition. Lu Bingwen quickly connected, and Duan Zhuoheng also approached nervously.

"What did you say? My dad is awake?!"

After hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Lu Bingwen stood up excitedly from the sofa.

"Wenwen, don't get excited, go change your clothes first, I'll go to the garage to drive, and I'll wait for you downstairs later!"

Duan Zhuoheng was afraid that he would be too excited now and would have problems driving, so he took the car key and took over the driver's job.

Lu Bingwen was so overwhelmed by the huge surprise that he was almost speechless. He opened his mouth and pondered for a long time, and finally he could only make gestures with his hands and nodded emphatically, saying: "En!"

I don't know if he has practiced it, but Duan Zhuoheng's driving skills are very good, and he drove fast and steadily along the way.

And I don't know if he was lucky, but Lu Bingwen noticed that he didn't encounter a single traffic jam on this road. The main roads that should be very congested at this point are also exceptionally smooth tonight.

When they arrived at the hospital, the two went straight to the nurse's desk in the inpatient department. According to Lao Lu's nurse in charge, he was transferred to the general ward under the decision of the attending doctor and Dr. Gerald this morning. Wake up, who knows that I woke up tonight.

"When the patient just woke up, his consciousness was still a little unclear, and he kept calling your name." The nurse said to Lu Bingwen.

Lu Bingwen felt sore and swelled in his heart. He glanced at the door of the ward just a few steps away from him, and asked the nurse in a low voice: "Then how is he doing now?"

"When we first woke up, our director and several doctors came over for an examination. Mr. Lu is recovering very well, and he will probably be discharged from the hospital in a few days."

"That's good." Lu Bingwen breathed a sigh of relief.

Knowing that Lu Bingwen had deep feelings for his father, Duan Zhuoheng stretched out his hand to hold his palm to give him some strength, at the same time stroked his back twice with the other hand, lowered his head and whispered to his ear, "Go in and have a look." Well, Uncle Lu must miss you very much."

Lu Bingwen nodded heavily, and held Duan Zhuoheng's hand back: "You go in with me."

He used a statement rather than a questioning tone.

Duan Zhuoheng shook his head hesitantly: "Uncle Lu wants to see you, I'll wait for you outside."

He didn't want to, and Lu Bingwen didn't force it, he nodded and let go, turned around and pushed open the door of the ward by himself.