The group pet green tea dressed as cannon fodder really young master

Because Wen Cha's expression was too shocked, Wen Rong rarely saw him showing such an expression, so he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Wen Cha clutched the phone, his eyes were empty, and after a few seconds, he stood up abruptly: "Brother, I'm going out for a while."

Wen Rong asked, "What are you going to do?"

Wen Cha quickly dropped a sentence: "Go and take care of Qi Xiuzhu!"

Wen Rong:?

Hearing the news, Wen Cha was first shocked, then confused, and finally very excited.

When Qi Xiuzhu didn't like him back then, he dreamed that one day Qi Xiuzhu would use money to humiliate him when he was down. Although Qi Xiuzhu likes him now, it doesn't stop Wen Cha, who is very vengeful, from realizing his dream. !

Step on the accelerator and you will arrive at the place Qi Xiuzhu told him. In a small park in the center of City C, many old men and women walking are exercising and chatting. Wencha finds Qi Xiuzhu wearing a gray sweater sitting on a bench. Xiuzhu's posture is very relaxed, but his back is habitually straight, and he smiled slightly after seeing the warm tea.

A little tired, but not as decadent as warm tea imagined.

"What's the matter with you?" Wen Cha stabbed his waist with his elbow, and was grabbed by Qi Xiuzhu with one hand.

"There are ghosts, pig teammates, and poor decision-making." Qi Xiuzhu said a few key words.

Wen Cha wanted to ask him to start talking, but since he didn't quite understand himself, he just asked, "Second room, big room?"

"Yeah." Qi Xiuzhu was playing with warm tea fingers, the fingertips were pink, unbelievably beautiful.

Wen Cha took it back unceremoniously, and patted him lightly: "Shouldn't you be so sad and desperate, come to me and beg me to take you in when you have nowhere to go?"

It turned out to be so peaceful that even warming the tea didn't give a sense of accomplishment at all.But when it comes to Qi Xiuzhu, it's not surprising that this attitude of Taishan collapsed before him does not change color. It would be surprising if Qi Xiuzhu changed his face someday.

Qi Xiuzhu kept his palms empty, and his smile became stronger, his deep eyebrows hid the light.He looked up at Wen Cha who had stood up, and he seemed really pitiful, and asked Wen Cha, "Can you raise me?"

Wen Cha was stunned for a while, as if he heard his heart beating chaotically a few times.

When did Qi Xiuzhu become so deceptive?

But he couldn't show it, he pretended to be as arrogant as usual, and raised his chin: "Yes, but you have to listen to me in everything."

"Isn't that the case?" Qi Xiuzhu asked back.

Wen Cha made a look of sudden realization: "So I'm still at a loss, and I spent an extra sum of money to support you."

Qi Xiuzhu gently scratched the tip of Wen Cha's nose: "Yes, so I have to work hard to pay back the money, right?"

Why did he hear such colorful words, Wen Cha looked at Qi Xiuzhu's expression for a while, and felt that the other party's pine and bamboo-like temperament was too deceptive, and he couldn't see anything.

"I'm leaving first, do you want to stay here and think about life?" Wen Cha asked.

"What are you going to do?" Qi Xiuzhu also stood up when he heard the words, he just came out to get some air.

"What not to do?" Wen Cha perfunctory, but if he stays with Qi Xiuzhu any longer, he is afraid that his unsatisfactory heart will occasionally beat too fast and cause problems.

But he can't be blamed for this. Since ancient times, most people have been unable to reject Mei Qiang Mi, and Qi Xiuzhu, who sells miserably, is just poking him hard.

The sun was shining brightly, Wen Cha narrowed his eyes, and heard Qi Xiuzhu's deep and mellow voice say:

"Then can I do nothing with you?"

Damn, I can't bear it.

After Wencha said "no" coldly, he turned around and ran away.

Qi Xiuzhu laughed a few times at Wen Cha's slender back, and slowly got up.

The Qi family exuded a depressive and broken atmosphere.The first room and the second room had moved out a long time ago, and Mr. Qi sat in the living room alone in a daze. After seeing Qi Xiuzhu who walked in, his eyes drifted away for a while before he gradually focused.

"Dad." Qi Xiuzhu said hello.

Mr. Qi is particularly decadent.

He also knew about the financial crisis, and he even made that decision based on his elder son's words. The market environment was not very good, and Qi's previous turmoil was tripped by competitors, so he was a little unstable. Can this time Survival is still unknown.

And all this stems from his own eldest son and second son.

The old man is old, but he still has a soft heart after all, and tolerated the mistakes made by his sons again and again, which eventually led to today's mess.

Mr. Qi used to exercise every day, let go of things, and only took some ideas at critical moments. Although he was old, he took good care of him and looked younger than his actual age by more than ten years, but now he is suddenly several years older.

"Xiu Zhu, I'm sorry." The old man looked at his younger son guiltily.The youngest son is the most innocent in this matter, and he has to bear the backstab from the people behind him when he shoulders the responsibility.

Qi Xiuzhu is a very Buddhist person, the company doesn't matter to him, but he will take over the company after I hand it over to him. In fact, if he is not allowed to manage the company, he might be happy and relaxed.

But who else can it be given to?His eldest and second sons are short-sighted and eager for quick success, and letting them get the company will only ruin it.

He thought that after compensating the eldest and second sons in other ways, they would stop.Unexpectedly, if they don't want to let it go, they will destroy the company if they don't get it.

The old man was about to have a heart attack again, and he wanted to kick these two idiots to Africa. He even wanted to check if he had raised two placentas.

"It's okay, it's okay to file for bankruptcy after the employees are settled." Qi Xiuzhu comforted him.

The old man was even more heartbroken, he was far from Qi Xiuzhu's disillusioned and enlightened eminent monk's mind, the gap was too great.

"Aren't you willing to part with it?" The old man covered his heart, his huge family business was going to be ruined, although it wouldn't go bankrupt, but how could he accept the huge gap.

Qi Xiuzhu answered lightly: "Someone raises me."

???

The old man looked at his son with shocked eyes.

Are you proud?Is this what people say!

But I can't, I still have a wife to support.

Saying that my wife will be there soon, Mrs. Qi walked into the house in a hurry, and threw her bag in the face of Mr. Qi: "Smelly old man, do you dare to suspend my credit card?"

Mr. Qi shouted his grievances loudly, and quickly covered his face: "It's none of my business, it's the bank that froze it!"

"Bank?" Mrs. Qi was dubious.

Seeing that old man Qi hesitated and dared not speak, Qi Xiuzhu told the truth on his behalf: "There is a problem with the company, and it may go bankrupt."

Mrs. Qi's head froze: "Are you guys joking?"

But Qi Xiuzhu and Mr. Qi kept silent and did not answer her. Among other things, her son is not a person who can make such jokes.

Mr. Qi was particularly afraid that his wife would not be able to accept it. His wife was spoiled and spendthrift, and suddenly knew whether the news would be unacceptable.He looked at his wife cautiously, for fear that she would faint in the next second.

"I can't buy clothes or bags. Our family has no money?" Mrs. Qi confirmed again.

Mr. Qi said very carefully: "No matter how bad the situation is, there may not even be a house."

Mrs. Qi took a long breath of air, and said after a while: "Then...do you still have the subsistence allowance?"

Mr. Qi: ...

No one expected Mrs. Qi to accept it well: "My son has hands and feet, so he will definitely be able to support me."

Old man Qi slandered: Do you know that your son also wants to be raised by others?

"As for you." Mrs. Qi looked at her husband critically, "Use your subsistence allowance and go with your other two sons, ha ha."

Especially mocking, stabbing the old man's heart.

Although Mrs. Qi doesn't like to meddle in these things, she can understand who the shit-stirring stick is after turning her head. She said coldly: "It's good to have them gone, so that my son doesn't have to wipe their butts all the time. I have to persuade them to pretend to be virtuous." My son helps, I pretend enough."

Mr. Qi was sad, his little wife didn't like to pretend to be with him when he had no money: "It was my fault."

The flames of war spread between the two husband and wife, Qi Xiuzhu took a few steps back silently.

The affairs of the Qi family will not be announced for the time being. After Wen Cha came home, he reported to Wen Rong who had just left in a hurry and didn't have time to say hello.

"Brother, something happened just now."

Wen Rong asked: "Qi Xiuzhu?"

Wen Cha held it up with the stick: "Brother is so powerful, how do you know?"

Wen Rong raised his eyebrows: "Guess."

But when they talked about Qi's house, Wen Cha chatted with someone again, and hurried out, except for Qi Xiuzhu, he couldn't think of anyone who could affect Wen Cha's thoughts so much.

Wen Cha always felt that there was some clarity in Wen Rong's gaze, so he coughed a few times and pretended not to see it.

"Is something wrong with the Qi family?" Wen Rong asked again.

"Hmm." Wen Cha hesitated if he could tell Wen Rong, since it was an internal situation after all.

Wen Rong shook his head, his younger brother was really extroverted: "He told me too."

Wen Cha immediately felt relieved of his psychological burden: "Brother also knows, I wonder if it's a commercial secret and I can't say it."

Wen Rong sneered.

Qi Xiuzhu had a thorough relationship with him, and he also knew what the other party was thinking, and he just wanted to please his warm tea brother.

Although Wen Rong, who snatched his younger brother, didn't like it, but Qi Xiuzhu was like a mountain since he was a child. Because of the warm tea, Wen Rong enjoyed a sense of vanity.

"He's out of money, and he's not good enough for you. You can play with him, don't take it too seriously." Wen Rong finally had the opportunity to say the lines of the evil mother-in-law seen in the TV series, instilling bad thoughts in his younger brother.

Wen Cha laughed out loud, hugging the pillow on the sofa and almost bursting out laughing, why is his brother so funny.

"What's so interesting?" Xue Mei heard Wen Cha's laughter as soon as she entered the door, even the serious Wen Rong was smiling, making her laugh involuntarily.

"Mom." Wen Cha called out cheerfully, but kept quiet about the rest.

You can't tell Xue Mei that Wen Rong is teaching him how to be a scumbag.

"Mom." Wen Rong tacitly said nothing.

"Why are you back so early? Didn't you go shopping with Mrs. Qi?" Wen Cha went up to help her carry the shopping bags.

"It seemed that there was something wrong with her credit card when she paid, so she rushed home and asked Patriarch Qi." Xue Mei explained, "I said I would pay for her, but she still refused."

Wen Cha and Wen Rong exchanged glances, it seemed that the bank had already received the news.

"What kind of eyebrow lawsuit are you brothers fighting?" Xue Mei noticed it keenly.

Wen Rong hesitated to speak.

Xue Mei is a considerate person: "Can't you say it? That's fine."

But soon, Xue Mei also learned what the two brothers hadn't said.Rumors that the Qi family’s internal funds could not be blocked still spread, and the stock price plummeted, like dominoes being overturned, and it seemed like a Pandora’s box was opened. Reaction appeared on this enterprise, like the Titanic about to sink.

Zheng Mingzhong asked Wen Cha to come out for a drink: "Do you think Xiuzhu can survive?"

Worried, he poured himself another bottle of Sprite.

The warm tea bit the straw of the juice: "I don't know."

Zheng Mingzhong didn't expect Wen Cha to say anything, he just wanted to find someone to confide in.

"Oh, everyone's business is not going well recently." Zheng Mingzhong sighed, "I missed buying silver last time following the trend, but its price was still rising. Several of my friends made a lot of money, but I lost a lot of money."

Wen Cha comforted him: "I lost so much and I didn't say anything?"

He had bought a lot of shares in the Qi family, but now he died at a loss, and the property manager was so scared that he no longer dared to encourage Wen Cha to try it. He almost died after trying it.

"Master." Wen Cha suddenly thought of patting Zheng Mingzhong's shoulder affectionately.

Zheng Mingzhong rang the alarm: "Brother! What's wrong? You don't want to see me, do you?"

Could it be that Xiu Zhu was down and out and Wen Cha wanted to climb another high branch and fell in love with him, rich and handsome?

Wen Cha slapped his face on the table without hesitation, took out the phone from his pocket, skillfully opened the phone recording, and turned to the record n ​​long ago.

Zheng Mingzhong was puzzled, and then he heard himself speaking loudly like an idiot: "How could Xiuzhu go bankrupt! If he goes bankrupt, I will go to Guoben!"

Zheng Mingzhong:? ? ?

Is he the one who spoke?He had already forgotten about it, and only now remembered that it seemed that he had chatted with Wen Cha about this topic once.

"Brother, are you serious? Isn't this just a joke?" Zheng Mingzhong laughed.

Wen Cha showed a clear expression, smiled slightly and asked the passing waiter: "Is there a microphone?"

A professional waiter will fetch it for him immediately.

Isn't this about publicly executing him?

Zheng Mingzhong hastily grabbed Wen Cha's arm and begged for forgiveness: "Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong, if you have something to say, speak up."

The warm tea let out an "huh-hum", barely turned off the flame, and pressed the pause button.

Then entered the long negotiation, Zheng Mingzhong sat upright: "Brother, what do you want?"

Guoben is not allowed. If he had Guoben, his grandfather would be so angry that he would have a heart attack and be expelled from the list of heirs tomorrow.

"Tell me what you can give?" Wen Cha asked back.

Zheng Mingzhong cried out: "What's wrong with you to learn? Just learn from your brother and Xiuzhu's nature of profiteers?"

Let him bring his own chips, and play with the mentality.

The profiteer Wen Cha was unmoved.

Zheng Mingzhong pretended to cry for a while, knowing that there was no room for maneuver, he gritted his teeth: "I borrowed your car a while ago, and I gave it to you."

After he finished speaking, he covered his face, that car was so expensive that his heart was bleeding, who would have thought that after falling into warm tea, he would never come back again, careless in making friends!

Fortunately, Wen Cha carried out Wen Rong's style of chasing after the victory, and readily agreed: "Okay."

Zheng Mingzhong let out a long sigh of relief, and hurriedly said "Thank you", after a while he realized belatedly, whether he was a little bit ua, what's wrong is that he is still grateful to Dade.

But the words have already been spoken, Zheng Mingzhong is not a person who likes to care, so he asked curiously: "How could you have guessed that Xiuzhu would go bankrupt?"

Could it be that Wen Cha is a prophet, Zheng Mingzhong hurriedly poked his hand: "Master Tea, why don't you help me figure out if I can defeat my brothers and succeed in becoming the leader, and can be popular and hot without having to take care of things?"

how could I know?It's not mentioned in the book.

Wen Cha also pretended to him: "Want to know? Get something in exchange."

Zheng Mingzhong quickly shut up: "It's up to people to plan, I won't ask."

Wen Cha smiled and affirmed his self-comfort**.

When the two were chatting, Zheng Mingzhong's face suddenly changed, and thorns were erected all over his body, as if he was facing an enemy.

Wen Cha turned his head thoughtfully.

Qi Junhao really stood behind him.

"What are you doing here?" Zheng Mingzhong sat closer to the warm tea, in case Qi Junhao made any move.

"What does my talking to Xiaocha have to do with you?" Qi Junhao scolded coldly.

I've heard that Qi Junhao has been very active recently, and it really is. How dare he speak against Zheng Mingzhong in the past.But Qi Junhao didn't know that the more he was like this, the more greasy he became, and his whole body exuded the air of a middle-aged greasy man.

A good young, handsome and domineering boss has an extremely bad temperament, probably because he just finished drinking, and his face looks vain under the light of death.

"You are so majestic." Wen Cha sighed.

Qi Junhao didn't hear the sarcasm in Wen Cha's conversation, thinking that Wen Cha was praising him, he was overjoyed: "Xiao Cha, I just finished talking, do you know that I worked hard to prove myself and want to go back to your side!"

In fact, Qi Junhao just walked out from the crowd of men and women in the box, and his body still smelled of makeup, but he never lied and never wrote drafts.

Zheng Mingzhong sneezed without hesitation, covered his nose, and shouted loudly: "It smells so coquettish!"

Qi Junhao swept across Zheng Mingzhong.

Zheng Mingzhong, right, he remembered.

He focused his gaze on Wen Cha again. Wen Cha had delicate features, well-proportioned flesh and bones, black hair and red lips, always radiant with a touch of freshness.

"Will you forgive me, Xiaocha? Qi Xiuzhu has already..."

He didn't mind that Wen Cha and Qi Xiuzhu were together for a short time, but Qi Xiuzhu was about to collapse, as long as Wen Cha could return to him, he would definitely treat Wen Cha seriously.

Wen Cha interrupted him: "No matter what happens to him, I will never leave him."

Zheng Mingzhong was very moved: his c is indeed true!

Qi Junhao's mood is very complicated. The pure and hot feelings of Wencha once belonged to him, but he lost it.He is still lacking in love in essence, looking everywhere for someone who is worthy of his all, but only to find out later that he has lost this original person.

"I will prove it to you." Qi Junhao took a deep breath, and he realized again how he felt about warm tea. To make up with warm tea.

Zheng Mingzhong rolled his eyes: "When will you get rid of the problem of talking to yourself?"

Wen Cha took out earplugs from his pocket, and handed a pair to Zheng Mingzhong: "Do you want it?"

Too lazy to listen to Qi Junhao's nonsense.

Qi Junhao felt that he had been humiliated, but he gave a lot of patience to the warm tea: "Xiaocha, then I'll go first."

If he could bring down Qi Xiuzhu, he would also be able to change Wen Cha's mind. He was confident of that.

What he can do now is to suppress Qi Xiuzhu even more, so that he will never stand up.

Walking through the corridor, he walked around a pair of men who were performing passionate actions in the corner in disgust. The man pressed against the wall was wearing heavy makeup and couldn't help making a sound.

He walked away in disgust, and cursed in a low voice, "Shameless, don't you have money to open a room?"

Through the shoulders of the tall man in front of him, the thin man saw Qi Junhao's back in suit and leather shoes walking away, with hatred in his eyes.

It was Wen Leshui who Qi Junhao had abandoned for a long time.