Compete with your nemesis to be a prodigal

"Why, what's the matter?" Lu Bingwen stammered.

Duan Zhuoheng said in a low voice, "Don't move around."

"I didn't move around, I'm not worried about you..."

Lu Bingwen stopped suddenly in the middle of his speech, as if he had thought of something, his face turned red, he pulled two handles and pulled them back, his eyes wandered out of the car window: "Well, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that. "

"Ah."

Duan Zhuoheng also breathed a sigh of relief, put his hands back on the steering wheel, and accelerated the car to normal speed.

After a while, after the temperature in the car dropped a bit, he turned his head slightly to look at Lu Bingwen, and said in a low voice, "I know you don't, but I do."

"What did you say?" Lu Bingwen was watching the traffic outside the window, but he couldn't hear clearly, so he asked, "Is there anything?"

Duan Zhuoheng shook his head and smiled lightly: "It's nothing."

After parking the car at home, the two of them got into the elevator together. I don’t know if they remembered Lao Lu’s words to cherish your last two-person world. Duan Zhuoheng only pressed one floor, but Lu Bingwen didn’t ask him why he didn’t press the top floor when he saw it. button.

The two chose to pretend to be stupid with a tacit understanding, and then walked into a house very naturally.

The next morning, when Lu Bingwen woke up, Duan Zhuoheng had already gone to work, but as usual, a prepared breakfast had already been set up in the dining room.

After Lu Bingwen finished his breakfast, he finally realized his conscience and planned to clean up the table by himself, but when he picked up the plate, a small note fell out from the bottom of the plate.

It's Duan Zhuoheng's writing, it says - [Go to work after eating, I'll clean up when I come back. ]

After 7436 followed his line of sight to see the words on the note, the fluff on his body couldn't help shaking twice: I really can't tell, the main system is actually a warm man when it comes to dating, it's too scary...

Naturally, Lu Bingwen couldn't hear 7436's heartfelt feelings, but he was very pleased with Duan Zhuoheng's attitude, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and put down the dinner plate that had been in his hand for less than half a minute.

Since he said to clean up, let him stay.

Then I left the restaurant without any psychological burden, and went back to my room to change clothes.

Probably because the old Lu woke up, Lu Bingwen let go of one of his worries, and his mood improved a lot when he was working. The efficiency of his work made the team leader Fan Li give a thumbs up.

On the way to the research room after get off work, Fan Li called Lu Bingwen to stop.

"Why are you so happy today, won the lottery?" After asking, he shook his head and denied: "You are not short of money, even if you won the lottery, you wouldn't be so happy. What's wrong?"

"You know me quite well," Lu Bingwen smiled and raised an eyebrow at her, "My dad is awake."

"Your dad, Chairman Lu woke up?" Fan Li was a little surprised, but also happy for him, "That's great, when did you wake up? If you just woke up, shouldn't you go to bed with me for two days? You need me to help you Do you want to ask the teacher for leave?"

"Just last night, there is no need to ask for leave," Lu Bingwen smiled and shook his head, "There are nurses and nursing staff here, and he is recovering well, and he will be discharged from the hospital in a few days."

"That's good, but if you really need to ask for leave, don't be embarrassed, just tell me."

Lu Bingwen nodded: "Okay, I see."

Although Lao Lu didn't let him accompany him to the bed, after all he had just woken up, Lu Bingwen was still a little worried, and had to go to the hospital after work.

But when he went to the ward, Lu Bingwen was afraid that Lao Lu would take the opportunity to ask him about Duan Zhuoheng, so he felt embarrassed.

After thinking about it for a long time, I still feel that I need to find something for Lao Lu to do, so as to narrow down the topic at that time.

After thinking hard all the way, Lu Bingwen suddenly thought of the stack of documents that Duan Luo handed to him yesterday.

To him, a person who knew nothing about business face-to-face, that pile of documents was like a bible, and after taking it home and reading it for a long time, he could only understand a little bit.

Originally, he wanted to wait for Duan Zhuoheng to be free someday to help him as a staff officer, but now there is no need, Lao Lu, an old fox who has been in the mall for a long time, must be much more reliable than Duan Zhuoheng.

"How is it, Dad?" Lu Bingwen stared at Lao Lu's expression without turning his eyes, and asked, "Are these projects reliable?"

After turning over the last page, Lao Lu took off his reading glasses, and tapped twice on the document with the temples: "Who gave you these materials?"

Seeing Lao Lu's serious expression, Lu Bingwen also became serious: "What's the matter, is there something wrong with this information?"

Lao Lu didn't answer him, and then asked: "Duan Zhuoheng gave it to you?"

"No." Lu Bingwen shook his head quickly, for fear that he might misunderstand Duan Zhuoheng.

But Lao Lu suddenly became puzzled, and frowned a little: "If it's not him, then who else would give you such a thoughtful investment guide?"

"Attentively?" Lu Bingwen came to his senses, "Dad, are you saying that there is nothing wrong with this document?"

"Of course not. The content is detailed and well-founded. I am also very optimistic about the development prospects of these companies."

Lu Bingwen lowered his eyes slightly, it seems that Duan Luo didn't lie to himself, she really came to seek cooperation, but it's okay to let him deal with Duan Zhuohao, if he really dealt with Duan Zhuoheng, Lu Bingwen was worried that he would betray...

"What are you thinking about?" Old Lu took the document and waved it in front of his eyes twice, "What's on your mind? Tell Dad?"

Since the death of his wife, Lao Lu has been taking care of Lu Bingwen by himself as a father and a mother. The father and son have long been used to talking heart-to-heart without any secrets.

Lu Bingwen himself was a little entangled, and Lao Lu's question just gave him a chance to vent, so he poured out the matter between him and Duan Luo like a bean.

"Duan Luo wants to help you revive the Lu family as a condition, and unite with you to seize the power of Qirun?" After listening to him, Lao Lu summed it up in one sentence.

Lu Bingwen lowered his head: "Yes."

"It's not a bad deal!" Lao Lu's eyes lit up.

Lu Bingwen felt as if he had heard it wrong, so he put his ears closer to the hospital bed: "Not bad?"

"Yes, not bad."

"No, Dad," Lu Bingwen told him, fearing that Lao Lu had slept for too long and hadn't figured out the current situation, "Now Qirun is talking about Duan Zhuoheng, not Duan Zhuohao."

Lao Lu looked at him and asked, "Is there any difference? As long as it's not Duan Luo, there is a need for you two to cooperate."

"Is there no difference?!"

Lu Bingwen began to wonder if the old Lu lost his memory after sleeping, forgetting that he came here with Duan Zhuoheng last night.

Seeing that Lu Bingwen was getting agitated, Lao Lu put his glasses on the bedside cabinet, raised his hand to calm him down, and said unhurriedly: "Actually, instead of asking me about this, why don't you just discuss it with Duan Zhuoheng? Maybe he doesn't care about Qirun at all?"

Lu Bingwen felt that Lao Lu's words were inexplicable: "How could he not care?"

That is Qirun, not just any small company, but a huge business empire.

Old Lu gave Lu Bingwen a deep look, patted the back of his hand, and said earnestly, "Really, son, go ask him."

"Can……"

Lu Bingwen wanted to ask something, but was stopped by Lao Lu.

He waved his hand: "It's getting late, and I'm tired too. You can go back."

Seeing that he obviously didn't want to say more, Lu Bingwen had no choice but to leave after hesitating.

When Lu Bingwen arrived home, Duan Zhuoheng had been back for a long time, he had already cleaned up the tableware for the morning on the dining table, and he was cooking in the kitchen now.

Hearing the sound of him entering the door, he immediately leaned half of his body out of the kitchen and smiled sweetly: "Wenwen, are you back?"

Holding the document given by Duan Luo in his hand, Lu Bingwen was wondering whether to listen to Lao Lu and have a frank and honest chat with Duan Zhuoheng, when he suddenly asked him this question, he was stunned, so he had to suppress his thoughts for the time being and put on a smile : "Well, what are you doing? It's so fragrant."

"Didn't Uncle Lu have a taboo to eat meat recently? I was afraid that he would not be used to it, so I asked the doctor. The doctor said that he could eat a little fish in moderation. It happened that I got off work early today, so I made a stew of fish soup. I will let Xiao Wang eat it later." Send it over."

Duan Zhuoheng spoke earnestly, and Lu Bingwen was also moved when he heard it. He put the documents in his hand on the dining table and walked over quickly, not disliking him for the apron on his body. He hugged Duan Zhuoheng's waist and whispered: "Thank you!" .”

Duan Zhuoheng was stunned for a moment by his sudden action, and when he came back to his senses, he wanted to reach out to touch his hair, but thinking that he had just cut the vegetables, Lu Bingwen would dislike him, so he pursed his lips and retracted his hand, softly comforting: " What else can I say thank you for?"

That's right, Lu Bingwen sighed lightly, and felt that what Lao Lu said made sense, what did he have to say that he couldn't directly tell Duan Zhuoheng?

So, mumbled in Duan Zhuoheng's arms: "I see."

Duan Zhuoheng didn't hear clearly, and moved his waist slightly: "Wenwen, what did you say?"

Lu Bingwen had already made up his mind at this time, he got out of his arms and raised his head: "After dinner later, I have something to tell you."

Duan Zhuoheng was stunned for a moment, and realized that what he wanted to tell him might not be a trivial matter, otherwise he wouldn't have to wait until the meal, so he became serious: "Okay, then I'll cook first."

"Yeah." Lu Bingwen nodded, turned around and went back to his room to change clothes.

After Duan Zhuoheng finished cooking the fish soup, he first asked Xiao Wang who had been waiting downstairs to come up to get the thermos bucket that Lao Lu had sent, and then asked Lu Bingwen to come out for dinner.

"Not bad." Lu Bingwen gave Duan Zhuoheng a thumbs up when he saw that there was not a single dish on the table that was the same as before.

"Try the fish soup, I just learned it, how does it taste?" Duan Zhuoheng got up and poured him a bowl.

Lu Bingwen picked up the spoon and took a sip, squinting his eyes enjoying it: "It's delicious!"

"As long as you like it," Duan Zhuoheng smiled and poured another bowl for himself, and casually mentioned it, "By the way, didn't you just say you wanted to tell me something?"

"Well," Lu Bingwen glanced up at him, put down the spoon in his hand, looked at him seriously and said, "I met with Duan Luo yesterday, and she gave me the investment information."

"Oh, and then what?"

"Aren't you surprised? I met Duan Luo alone?"

"No surprise," Duan Zhuoheng pointed to the file folder on the cabinet not far away, "The binding method of that stack of materials is commonly used by Qirun, and the blue folder is dedicated to the senior management of the board of directors."

Lu Bingwen frowned: "So, you already knew?"