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

On a clear day, at the log wholesale market in the outskirts of Tangjia City, Meng Shu was sneezing while leaning on a tree.

"Oh, boss, my nose is really bad." He rubbed his red nose, and couldn't hold back another slap. "The smell of paint inside is so serious, I don't want to smell it."

Xie Wen was wearing a mask, standing tall and tall not far away: "Then do you still want to go in with me?"

"That's still necessary," Meng Shu walked in front of him, took out the mask in the pocket of his woolen coat and put it on again for himself, "Boss, are we going to find a new cooperative manufacturer? To be honest, the quality of the logs here varies greatly." Qi, some are painted before the color is seen."

However, this place is indeed the largest log procurement base in Tangjia City. If you want to find a partner in person, you can't get around here.

That's why Meng Shu didn't understand. Mr. Jiang had already found such a good partner for his boss, so why did they make a special trip here? Besides, the quality here is not necessarily better than those companies.

Xie Wen didn't speak, and led him across the iron gate again, wandering back and forth in the Tac-tac-like store, and occasionally stopped to ask the price when he met someone he liked.

It was cold today, he wore Jiang Zhiye's scarf and covered the lower half of his face and neck so that people couldn't see his appearance clearly.

But even so, the owner of the log market could tell from his clothes and demeanor that Xie Wen was a potential big customer. Every few steps someone came up to talk to him, and the price he quoted was [-]/[-] higher than what Xie Wen had in mind. one.

In the end, Xie Wen simply gave up the idea of ​​negotiating in person and asked Meng Shu to ask the price.

The small shops here can imply that there are very few suppliers that provide a large number of goods. Generally, those that can meet the conditions of Mengshu are directly supplied by timber manufacturers behind them. After a whole day, the two of them accurately wrote down the contact information of several stores and planned to go back. Let's discuss again.

This matter came to an end, and Xie Wen let go of the stone hanging in his heart.

Meng Shu raised his doubts, only to hear Xie Wen explain: "...Actually, in the end, maybe we will cooperate with one of the companies introduced by Zhiye."

This is almost a certainty. Xie Wen is not good at negotiating business, and it is difficult to find the excellent source of goods provided by Jiang Zhiye.But he doesn't want to be unable to do anything in this matter, and rely on others to achieve results, even though this "other" is his lover.

Xie Wen is trying to follow Jiang Zhiye's idea and slowly rely on him, but this kind of dependence does not include his responsibility—especially the things that should be done by him.

Hearing this, Meng Shu couldn't help but interrupted: "Boss, you are far from Mr. Jiang. That's what it takes to fall in love. Two people support and help each other. With Mr. Jiang here, our project needs to be advanced." How effective is it? In the future, in Jiang's name, we can negotiate cooperation with other companies much more smoothly."

Xie Wen carefully savored Meng Shu's words, and after a long time he lowered his head and asked in a daze, "Is it really good to rely on his reputation for this kind of thing?"

Meng Shu choked on him, not knowing how to answer.

The two of them couldn't discuss this question clearly, so Xie Wen didn't think about it anymore. He was ready for Jiang Zhiye to fully enter his life. Anyway, he still had to try it first.

After talking about the manufacturers, Xie Wen did not leave in a hurry. He began to look for maple raw materials more seriously, one by one.

Meng Shu patiently followed him step by step, knowing what his boss was planning with just one glance.

"Boss, are you preparing to make a piano again recently?"

Xie Wen bent down to pick up the sample in the wooden frame, heard Yan hummed, and said quite naturally: "It's for Zhiye."

He didn't forget that Jiang Zhiye wanted a custom-made violin. He had nothing to do recently, and this was always on his mind.It just so happened that I was not very satisfied with the materials in hand, so I might be able to buy something that suits my needs by shopping around today.

The price is not a problem, so when asking about the price later, Xie Wen didn't ask Meng Shu to do it for him.

Meng Shu trembled all over, not because of the wind, but because of Xie Wen's words.

Sure enough, men who fell in love are different. The boss in the past was not so down-to-earth, and he was willing to spend a lot of time running around for a piece of wood.

Fortunately, he was still worried about whether Mr. Jiang and the boss would have any problems. Looking at it now, he should be more worried about whether the relationship between the two is going well.

Xie Wen's car didn't leave the log wholesale market until the setting sun turned into the sunset. There was a piece of excellent maple in the trunk of the car, which was prepared for Jiang Zhiye.

At night, he sat in his violin-making room, put on his glasses, and drew the blueprints rigorously, constantly tracing the appearance of the finished violin in his mind.

Xie Wen didn't stop until the pendulum of the wall clock swayed twelve times. He rubbed his glasses, and couldn't help but curl his lips slightly. He didn't know whether he was laughing at himself for being childish or for being too attentive.

In the next few days, Jiang Zhiye asked him for leave on WeChat, saying that he would continue to go on a business trip to France. There was a time difference between the two places. Both of them restrained themselves and did not disturb each other during their rest time. Xie Wen had more thoughts to spend on On the matter of violin making.

One afternoon, there was a commotion in Xianlu's studio.

The voice came from the studio. At that time, Xian Lu was in the office educating his younger brother who was going to college. The kid was curious about everything. Hearing the discussion outside, he couldn't help sticking his head out of the window.

The room is equipped with glass walls, one side is transparent, facing the studio outside.

"What are you looking at?" Xian Lu pinched the center of his brows, "You should reflect on it here, and ask me for a review later."

Standing in front of the workbench was a young man wearing a black pullover sweater. He stood up straight, with a slight smile in his nimble eyes: "Okay brother, go quickly."

Xian Lu snorted, opened the office door expressionlessly and walked out.

A few girls surrounded a handsome man and walked in. They answered one by one and asked enthusiastically, "Are you here to find Mr. Xian to shoot a magazine? What's your name? What's the phone number?"

All the men replied with a smile: "Sorry, I'm not a model."

"Not a model? Which company signed the male star? Is there some talent show that I missed recently..."

"Knock knock——" Xian Lu tapped twice on the glass wall, and said with a sullen expression, "At 05:30, there is an exclusive interview with the boy group TheEternal, who will be here soon, why don't you hurry up and get ready?"

The men and women in the studio behaved like birds and beasts, and no longer came up to strike up a conversation.

Xian Lu leaned against the wall with folded arms, watching the man approaching him step by step, and said in a sour tone, "I've never seen you come so fast, as expected, it's because of Jiang Zhiye."

"Ahem," Xie Wen cleared his throat a little embarrassedly, "Is the thing here?"

"Not yet, the person I invited should be here soon, you can rest in my office for a while," Xian Lu led him into his room, stepped forward and pulled his chair away, "I'm going out to pick up someone. "

"Why don't I go with you," Xie Wen glanced at another young man standing in the room, his expression was slightly stagnant, and his voice was somewhat uncertain, "This is... Xiaoye?"

"It's him," Xian Lu's face turned gloomy when he saw his younger brother, "This kid seldom comes to my place after he went to high school, it's normal if you don't recognize him."

He stepped forward and patted the back of Xian Ye's head rudely: "Don't you hurry up and call brother?"

Xian Ye is in his senior year this year, and he is no longer the kid running around. He was still a little embarrassed to see his brother whom he hadn't seen for a long time: "Brother Xie Wen is good."

Xie Wen smiled at him.

After Xian Lu left, Xian Ye slumped down on the sofa next to him like a soft bone.

"Is your brother talking to you?" Xie Wen asked curiously.

"Yeah, he blamed me for going out to do private work, and he didn't tell him," Xian Ye was a little distressed, "but I haven't figured out how to tell him yet."

"What private work?" Xie Wen raised his eyebrows, "You have graduated now?"

"Hmm...not yet, it's just an internship," Xian Ye crossed his legs, bouncing up and down, "I was recently working as an artist assistant for a member of a boy group, and when I was out on the job, I happened to bump into my brother taking pictures of him— —and then exposed."

Xian Lu scolded him bloody, and seemed very angry at Xian Ye's private involvement in the entertainment industry.

Xie Wen listened to the child's complaints, and he had some leisure time. He didn't intend to interrupt, but just sat and listened quietly, like a beautiful sculpture.

Xian Lu stared at his face, and couldn't help looking at it for a while: "Brother Xie Wen, why do I think you are getting better and better? Is it possible that I will have a heart-throb face when I am 30?"

"why do you say so?"

"I really discovered it," Xian Ye said convincingly, "The big star who hired me as an assistant is just [-] this year, and I think he has an aura that other people don't have... He's very similar to Brother Xie Wen. "

"Well," Xie Wen replied casually, "Maybe we are all old and mature."

"My brother quarreled with me because of this incident," Xian Ye said, frowning, "To tell you the truth, I seem to like that celebrity, but I think this kind of liking has nothing to do with love, but my brother I always feel that there is something wrong with my thinking, and I want to have some secret deal with others."

"His birthday is coming soon, and the team members are actively preparing for his birthday celebration. What do you think I should give?"

He typed it out briskly, speaking out all his thoughts with reason and evidence, and then refuted Xian Lu's lessons one by one.Xie Wen patiently listened to him, and asked casually, "Xiaoye, what major did you study in college?"

"Huh?" Xian Ye was stunned for a moment, "Law."

Xie Wen nodded: "The major I chose is good, it's very suitable."

"What's right? It's not right at all," Xian Ye patted the armrest of the sofa, "I'm obviously an artist assistant now... No, brother Xie Wen, you haven't discussed the issue with me just yet."

"What are we talking about?"

Xian Lu's voice cuts into the dialogue at an inopportune time.

The two people in the room looked around where the sound came from. Xian Lu was standing at the door, followed by a beautiful mature woman.

"Xiao Xie, come here," Xian Lu waved at Xie Wen, "This is the chairman of the String Section of the Capital Music Association and the ambassador of the International Music League, Xiang Yin."

Xie Wen immediately stood up, went up to the woman and shook hands with the woman, saying: "Hi, I'm Xie Wen."

"Liam, I know you," the woman raised her red lips, her voice was soft, and she called him by his nickname affectionately, "the internationally renowned Italian master violin maker."

Xie Wen smiled: "Miss Xiang is serious, I am not a master."

"How could it be? If Mr. Xie wasn't a master..." Xiang Yin raised the bag in his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "Why would you go around to buy my strings here? It must be for making pianos. "

Xian Lu glanced at Xie Wen, the latter's neck was soaked in pink: "...Yes."

"It just so happens that I don't have any shortages here, and all the strings in this box are given to you." Xiang Yin shook his long, wavy hair, and handed the phone to Xie Wen, "Leave a contact information, I have one too." I want to ask you, Mr. Xie."

Being able to get in touch with the chairman of the Capital Music Association will do him no harm. Xie Wen understood and asked softly: "Miss Xiang, what do you want me to do?"

"Of course it's something related to music," Xiang said with a soft smile on his face, "The International Music Federation's headquarters in Rome sent a letter, saying that it would set up a world-class symphony orchestra, and China just got a place for the string group. Our Capital Music Association is actively recommending suitable bands recently, I wonder if Mr. Xie is interested?"

This is of great benefit to Xie Wen's symphony orchestra. He was indeed a little interested, thought for a moment, and said, "How does Miss Xiang want me to contribute?"

"The string orchestra in Tangjia City will be handed over to Mr. Xie for practice. After one month, we will vote for the candidate group and submit it to the Rome headquarters. The news will be notified here, and the rest will be handed over to Mr. Xie."

Xiang Yin stretched out his hand: "Happy cooperation."

Xian Lu and Xie Wen sent her to the car, and when walking back, Xie Wen heard his friend's emotion.

"Xiang Yin is very aggressive, he left after exchanging numbers with you," Xian Lu shook his head, "I thought you two would talk more."

"It's like this when I'm busy in this business," Xie Wen said, "I still want to thank you for introducing me, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to get such high-quality strings."

But Xian Lu said: "You don't need to thank me for this, you should thank yourself. I only met her once or twice. As soon as your name was mentioned, she came without saying a word."

After entering the office, Xian Ye was playing games.

Xian Lu beat him hard, and asked, "Do you want to have dinner together tonight?"

"Well," Xie Wen raised his wrist to look at the time on his watch, "There is a plane to pick up tonight."

Xian Lu nodded: "Understood." Needless to say, he knew who it was.

He took out his coat from the hanger: "Then I'll take you out."

Xie Wen was noncommittal, they walked out side by side, and behind them, Xian Ye suddenly ran up and called out: "Brother Xie Wen."

"You haven't told me what birthday present is better. What do men like you like?"

This question was a bit unscrupulous, Xian Lu heard it, and asked with some doubts: "What birthday gift?"

"It's okay." Xie Wen patted Xian Ye's head condescendingly, and commented, "Your brother is quite cute, and you talk more than Xiao Ming."

"Come on, if he is half-clear and reassuring, I won't be like this." Xian Lu replied.

In fact, no one's younger brother is worry-free, and each family has its own troubles.

Xie Wen rubbed it twice, and just about to stop, he glanced out and saw a familiar luxury car on the grass outside the studio through the glass window.

The front of the car flashed twice, the man was still wearing a well-tailored suit at work, his sharp eyebrows were raised slightly, and he looked at Xie Wen in the glass room expressionlessly, with a gloomy expression.

Xie Wen's hands froze in place.

Xian Lu and Xian Ye noticed his strangeness and turned their heads away. Jiang Zhiye had already stood up straight and walked towards the door of the studio with long legs.

"Why did he come back?" Xian Lu asked, "Is the plane ahead of schedule?"

Xie Wen didn't know either, he was carrying the bag, and before he reached the gate, Jiang Zhiye's oppressive figure had already appeared in front of him.

"When did it land?" Xie Wen subconsciously sent the bag containing the strings behind him, "This is different from the time Xiao Xue told me."

Jiang Zhiye didn't notice his small movements, stared at him closely, and said softly: "How could it be possible to keep you waiting at the airport for so long, I'll come over as soon as you get off the plane."

"The restaurant has been booked, let's go," he said softly, and stretched out his hand to Xie Wen, "Mr. Xian can also come along."

Come on, who wants to eat with couples.Xian Lu squinted his eyes, as if provoking Jiang Zhiye, and replied: "What a coincidence, Xiao Xie and I also made an appointment for dinner, Mr. Jiang should abide by the first-come, first-served."

"That's why I came first," Jiang Zhiye raised his eyebrows, and naturally pulled Xie Wen's wrist, his eyes flickered, as if he had just realized that there was a fourth person here, "This is...?"

"It's Xiaolu's younger brother, named Xian Ye." Xie Wen introduced.

"Your younger brother has come to see you, don't you want to have dinner with him?" Jiang Zhiye threw the pot to Xian Lu, "My younger brother came to our house as a guest, and I personally entertained him, Mr. Xian."

After talking nonsense without shame, he took Xie Wen's hand and said goodbye and left, not shy at all in front of Xian Ye.

Xian Ye stared dumbfounded at Jiang Zhiye's back: "Brother Xie Wen, do you like this one... Domineering CEO?"

It's a very different taste from his superstar boss.

"Who knows exactly where he fell in love with Jiang Zhiye?" Xian Lu was a little annoyed, "This Jiang Zhiye is domineering and jealous, why is he so barbaric."

It's a pity that none of these words reached the barbarian's ears.

Jiang Zhiye sent Xie Wen to the car, held his hand to feel the temperature, then sat in the driver's seat and turned up the air conditioner a few degrees.

He asked in a deep voice, "Is there anything going on in the shop these days when I'm not here?"

"No," Xie Wen quietly put the bag on the back seat, pretending to be nonchalant, "What about you?"

"It's okay," Jiang Zhiye asked while backing up the car, "I heard from Xue Wei that you and Meng Shu went out last Monday. Where did you go?"

Just as Xie Wen was about to answer, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He tilted his head, and asked amusedly, "Is this checking post?" How could he even know the exact time.

Jiang Zhiye only said: "It is my bounden duty to protect my wife." So of course I have to ask about these things.

"It's okay, buy some wood for violin making," Xie Wen glared at him, "Don't use this name when you're not at home, what if you slip up in front of others one day."

"Then what do you like me to call you?" Jiang Zhiye said without blushing, "Mrs. Jiang? Xiaoxie or Xiaowen?"

Before Xie Wen could reply, he sighed with regret, "It's a pity to be born older than you. If I were a few years younger, I would call you Brother Xie Wen."

He heard what Xian Ye said before leaving.Xie Wen choked and coughed dryly in the car.

Jiang Zhiye thought for a few seconds, reached out his hand to hold Xie Wen, and said seriously: "Come and live with me tomorrow, okay?"

There is no rising sound at the end, it is a positive tone.

What he saw tonight made Jiang Zhiye a bit vigilant, knowing that Xie Wen's heart was on him, he was still inexplicably uneasy.

It's better to be closer, and it's reassuring to keep it by your side.

The author has something to say:

Thank you boss:

Thanks to Boss Hewaimu for the 5 bottles of nutrient solution irrigated!

Thanks to the boss of Peach Yaoyao for the 1 bottle of nutrient solution irrigated!

Thanks to Lazy Leaf Boss for throwing a mine!

Thanks to Shan Luzhao boss for throwing a mine!

Thanks to the sleepy boss for throwing a grenade!

Thank you Boss Get Rich for throwing a grenade!

love boss -3-