There is a crematorium, I won't say who it is

Sure enough, as Xie Wen expected, Jiang Zhiye came to the door by himself the next day.

At this point in Tangjia City, it was still raining. Although it was not heavy, it continued to rain continuously, even at night.

Jiang Zhiye pushed open the glass door for He Rijun's return, startling Zhuo Yiming who was cleaning the piano.

He turned his head and unexpectedly saw someone he hadn't seen for a long time, so he put down the cloth in his hand and said hello.

"Mr. Jiang, what's the matter here?"

Jiang Zhiye's eyes turned slightly, and he glanced at him: "It's nothing, come and have a look."

Zhuo Yiming was beating a snare drum in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to go back to find Xie Wen, but his feet were nailed to the ground nervously: "Well, then you go shopping first, if you need anything, you can ask me."

This pair of brothers looks alike, and they can't even compare their guts.Jiang Zhiye lowered his eyes, looked at the top of the boy's hair, and asked softly, "Where is your brother?"

"My brother," Zhuo Yiming turned around to look at the inner hall, "my brother is preparing materials inside."

"Well," Jiang Zhiye nodded, and walked past him in the direction of Xie Wen, "You keep busy, don't worry about me."

Zhuo Yiming's lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to stop him, but the man's steps were too fast, he could only watch helplessly as Jiang Zhiye disappeared from sight.

The violin-making room and the hall outside are two different worlds. There is no sound of rain falling here, only the light ticking of the second hand of the wall clock.The warm aroma of wood is in the air, and the humidifier by the window spits out circle after circle of mist.

Xie Wen was sitting in front of the wood carving table, polishing a bass beam.Wearing a monocle, he focused on modifying the texture of the annual rings, just like a sculptor customizing the perfect golden ratio for a model.

From Jiang Zhiye's angle, he could vaguely see the curve of the man's back exposed through the thin sweater. Under the light, his eyelashes cast slender shadows on the eyelids, covering the pupils.

Jiang Zhiye was attracted by the man who was working hard, and he watched for a while without stepping forward to disturb him.

Five minutes later, Xie Wen took off his glasses, turned his chair and glanced at the door.

Seeing that it was Jiang Zhiye who came, he was not surprised, but said softly, "When you come, take your piano away. I can't afford something worth 2000 million U.S. dollars at auction."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and walked over.

"Don't you like it?" Jiang Zhiye watched him pass by, his eyes glued to his side face, "There are other things you don't like."

Xie Wen stood still, grabbed Jiang Zhiye's wrist, and led him out.

"I'm not half as good as a professional performer at this point, so it's a waste to give it to me. Besides, even if Mr. Jiang spends billions or tens of billions on gifts, I won't agree to your lover's terms."

Jiang Zhiye looked at him amusedly: "It seems that he still remembers what happened on the day of the concert." He really holds a grudge like a cat.

Outside the glass door, Zhuo Yiming, who was sitting on pins and needles in the hall, heard the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor, turned his head subconsciously, and saw Xie Wen holding Jiang Zhiye's arm expressionlessly, who stopped him and said in a low voice : "Don't be angry, I take back what I said earlier, how about I apologize to you?"

Zhuo Yiming:?

"No," Xie Wen refused, "You can change your face quickly enough, you didn't have this attitude half a month ago."

But Jiang Zhiye said: "Then give me a chance to make up for it. You keep the violin first, and I will give it to you when I find a better one."

Xie Wen turned his head: "Xiao Ming, bring the piano case that was left in the store yesterday."

Jiang Zhiye also said: "Yiming, don't listen to your brother, that is my apology from him, and it cannot be taken back."

Zhuo Yiming didn't get up, nor did he sit down, he looked at the two entangled men helplessly.

"You—" Xie Wen was a little angry, and realized that his emotions were being easily mobilized by him again, so he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you here to find fault today?"

"...Of course not." Jiang Zhiye accepted it when he knew it was good. He patted Xie Wen's hand reassuringly, and took a few steps back to distance himself from him. A lot of energy, no credit but hard work, if you don’t like it, you can sell it or give it to someone else, don’t give it back to me, I hope Mr. Xie can understand me.”

He glanced at the sky outside the door, and said with an excuse: "It's getting late, come back another day."

After finishing speaking, he walked away quickly, without any nostalgia.

Zhuo Yiming didn't react until Jiang Zhiye's car drove away.

"Brother, have you reconciled with Mr. Jiang?"

Xie Wen took out the violin and put it in front of him, stroked Zhuo Yiming's hair, and said, "Don't think too much, if he dares to come tomorrow, just put this in his car."

"Oh." Zhuo Yiming took the box and waited until Xie Wen left before quietly opening the box.

What an expensive piano... He narrowed his eyes slightly and wondered, why did Mr. Jiang give his brother such an expensive gift?

Zhuo Yiming frowned, feeling a sense of crisis for no reason.

For the next week, Jiang Zhiye came to the store whenever he had something to do, and he didn't know whether it was the novelty or he suddenly wanted to be serious, as long as he appeared on Huaxie Avenue, he would definitely come to see Xie Wen.

When Xie Wen was around, the chat often didn't last long; when Xie Wen wasn't around, Jiang Zhiye sat in a fixed position and waited for him. Sometimes, when he couldn't wait, he would buy two violins when he left.

He is like a signboard to attract customers, young female customers are willing to go up to him and ask for his contact information. Jiang Zhiye smiled slightly and said that he was a waiter recruited by Xie Wen, and he could not call without the boss's permission.

No one would believe this, no one would think that a handsome man in a high-end suit is just as simple as a waiter.

Meng Shu met him face-to-face for a week, and seeing Jiang Zhiye talking more and more with his boss, he thought that Mr. Jiang did have some tricks.It's a pity that the only person he confides in is Xian Lu. He talks on the phone with Xian Lu who works in the studio every night until the phone becomes hot.

At eight o'clock that night, the Atlantis Hotel in the city center held a dinner party, and Xie Wen was invited to attend.

The music education project he was fancying before was about to be implemented. He watched several companies during the bidding stage, but he hadn't made a decision yet. This time, he happened to do some in-depth understanding at the banquet.

Meng Shu drove him to the gate of the banquet: "Call if you have something to do, I will wait for you in the parking lot."

Xie Wen's hair was combed up, revealing his smooth and fair forehead. He straightened his shirt and tie in the rearview mirror, and said softly, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

The waiter who entered the banquet venue stepped forward to open the car door for him, and said respectfully, "Sir, are you here for the dinner?"

Xie Wen's face was exposed under the lights from the hotel lobby, which really surprised him.

"This is an invitation card." The man put a piece of invitation letter with fragrance in his palm, and said in a calm voice, "Take me in."

The waiter took the card and led Xie Wen through the lobby and garden into the banquet venue.

The rich aroma of red wine mixed with the scent of fresh flowers surged up. Along the way, many men and women in evening gowns took the initiative to chat with him.

Xie Wen declined politely one by one, wandering around the dance floor and bar, looking for his partner.

Then several people sat on the reception sofa and chatted for an hour and a half.

Xie Wen drank a lot, the alcohol burned his stomach, and he urgently needed something to fill up.

He and everyone present found an excuse to leave, went to the dining area to eat a few bites of cake, and then felt better.

Glancing at his watch, he realized that it was nearly ten o'clock at night.

Today's progress is fairly smooth, and the discussion can stop here. Xie Wen stopped a waiter beside the dining car, and while sending a message to Meng Shu, he asked if there was any more secret exit nearby.

"Sir, you can take the elevator to the basement floor, which leads directly to the parking lot, and you won't be found if you leave early."

"Thank you."

He nodded, walked out of the dining area, opened the fire door and turned into the corridor, and pressed the elevator with his slender fingers.

At the same time, in the corner not far away, a man was secretly looking at him.

The man looked at Xie Wen's slender waist and slender straight legs fascinatedly, licked his roof with the tip of his tongue, and turned around and ordered in a hoarse voice: "Keep an eye on him, we can't let him run away tonight."

"Yes."

Xie Wen didn't notice this at all, he took the elevator to the basement floor, and trembled involuntarily as soon as he came out.This floor is divided into two parts, the cold storage and the parking lot. The temperature of the corridor is very low, and the sound of dripping water can be faintly heard.

It's raining outside again?

The decoration style here is exactly the same, Xie Wen shuttled back and forth in the corridor, feeling dizzy.He took out his mobile phone to call Meng Shu, but the signal was always offline, so he had no choice but to turn on the compass and prepare to return to where he was.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, at a certain corner, a man suddenly appeared in front of him.

Xie Wen was taken aback, and was about to ask, when he saw the man's face clearly, his face darkened.

He realized that this might be a trap, so he stopped and said coldly, "What a coincidence, Mr. Yuan."

"Isn't it a coincidence?"

Yuan Senya replied with a smile: "I was thinking of you, and you came here."

"Boss Yuan asked me to do something," Xie Wen got straight to the point, without talking nonsense with him, "I don't need to talk about going to bed, but we can talk about business matters."

Yuan Senya walked up to him and stood still: "But I see that you are having a good time talking with others, and I won't talk about it here, why?"

What a mess, Xie Wen's eyes were gloomy: "President Yuan misunderstood, I treat this matter equally, and I don't engage in yin and yang contracts."

Yuan Senya raised his voice: "What about Jiang Zhiye? I clearly saw him appear in your room that day. Why, do you want to deny it now?"

"What conditions did he set for you? I'll pay double. Now follow me. Everything before will be cancelled."

Yuan Senya's voice slowed down, and one hand rested on Xie Wen's back, stroking gently, with obvious hints.

The blue veins on Xie Wen's forehead stood out, and he turned his wrist twice, pretending to be thinking.

This person is really annoying. If it weren't for the fact that he has the purchase amount of wood in Tangjia City, Xie Wen really wanted to teach him a lesson.

Xie Wen quickly thought about the coping strategy in his mind. After thinking for half a minute, he found that there was no better solution.

At this time, Yuan Senya's hand slightly increased strength, as if urging him.

Xie Wen closed his eyes and said to himself, this person is shameless, why should I give him a good look.What kind of wood, it is better for him to spend double the money to buy it from other places than to trade with this dog.

"Have you thought about it?"

Yuan Senya watched Xie Wen open his eyes, smiled at himself, and couldn't figure out whether his attitude had softened for a while.

The next moment, Xie Wen picked up his collar, pressed him firmly against the wall, grabbed his neck with one hand, and looked down at him with the light behind his back.

"you……"

There was panic in Yuan Senya's eyes, this was the first time he was so close to Xie Wen, and the three-dimensional facial features of the other party were reflected in those panicked pupils.

What's more terrible is that he found that Xie Wen was much taller than himself, and his strength was also greater. It was futile to struggle for a long time.

Xie Wen's aura was extremely aggressive, and he looked at Yuan Senya arrogantly: "It's too arrogant for a woodcutter to do carpentry."

"I never make bed deals, so why should Mr. Yuan accuse me of having an affair with someone else?"

Xie Wen patted Yuan Senya's face, and commented softly: "Take a step back, even if you sleep with Mr. Jiang, he is good-looking and pays a lot of money. Can you afford it?"

"You, you, you——" Yuan Senya's face turned green, "Okay, I know you are not reconciled, so don't blame me for using force."

"Catch him for me, lock him in the cold storage for a few hours, and come see me when you figure it out!"

As soon as the words were finished, four men in sunglasses who looked like bodyguards appeared at the two corners at the end of the corridor.

It turns out that there is another trick.

Xie Wen turned his head for a few glances, knowing that he couldn't get out easily, and was ready to lie in the ICU of the hospital.But he is a bit self-willed in his bones, and he refuses to let himself suffer in some things.

After thinking for a few seconds, he punched Yuan Senya hard in the face.

"what--"

Yuan Senya fell to the ground and was helped up by the bodyguard beside him: "You, you! Put him in the cold storage for me first, and then teach him a lesson."

Due to force suppression, he didn't dare to fight Xie Wen directly, and only let the bodyguards do it.

The four people wearing sunglasses glanced at each other, obviously they didn't get the other's eyes, but Xie Wen raised his hand obediently: "Take me directly, I won't resist."

So along the way, Yuan Senya stared at Xie Wen's back gloomily until he entered the cold storage.

The temperature in the freezer was already below zero, and the signal here was even worse, and the shouting could not be transmitted. Xie Wen found a sealed cardboard box and sat down, took out his mobile phone to check the time.

He tried to call Meng Shu and Xian Lu, but it was useless.

It seems to have to find a way to find the switch.

Xie Wen turned off his cell phone and was about to stand up when the door of the cold storage suddenly made a heavy sound and opened again.

?This is the end?

Xie Wen looked towards the door, but Jiang Zhiye's silhouette came into view. His suit jacket was draped over the side valve, the sleeves were rolled up to the forearm, and the white shirt was bright red, which looked a little scary.

The two men stood and sat, and looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Why are you so fast?" Xie Wen was slightly surprised.

"...Are you sitting here playing with your mobile phone?" Jiang Zhiye's face was gloomy.

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President Jiang: [thumps the table] Men can't speak too fast!