Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

Hearing Ji Lianhuo's request, Mr. Leng nodded after being quiet for a moment.

"Over the years, I have never given you anything." Mr. Leng stared straight at Ji Lianhuo with kind and nostalgic eyes, as if seeing his youngest son through Ji Lianhuo.

The child who is the smartest, the smartest, and the happiest.

"If you want this bar, then come to this bar to sign the contract tomorrow." Mr. Leng smiled, with some wrinkles on his face, "I gave you, maybe not as expensive as your aunt gave you, but it's my a heart."

"Thank you." Ji Lianhuo nodded to Mr. Leng with serious eyes.

"This bar has a special meaning to me. I still want to hand over the operation of the bar to the original team. I am currently studying and have no extra energy to manage it."

"Okay." Mr. Leng relaxed a little and nodded.

Saying goodbye to Mr. Leng, Ji Lianhuo held Ji Dabao in one hand, followed the password written on the back of the bank card, and went to the bank to check the money in the card.

Looking at the seven-figure balance in the card, Ji Lianhuo pursed his lips and looked down at his clothes.

Going on a date, do you want to buy new clothes?

I should buy another gift for Brother Zhaomou, Ji Lianhuo planned in his mind, and withdrew his bank card.

That afternoon, Ji Lianhuo returned to the villa with Ji Dabao in his arms. When Mrs. Cheng saw Ji Dabao, her eyes were full of distress, "Dabao, why are you so skinny like a monkey!"

Ji Dabao sniffled, stretched out his little hand, and hugged Mrs. Cheng tightly, "Cheng Cheng."

When Wang Zhaomou came back from the company, he saw Ji Dabao sitting on his children's chair, devouring food supplements, as if he hadn't eaten in two or three hundred years, and almost choked himself several times.

"This Leng's family is not short of money." Mrs. Cheng looked puzzled, "Why are the children so hungry?"

Wang Zhaomou took off his suit jacket, glanced at Ji Dabao, and slightly curled his lips.

Ji Lianhuo took Wang Zhaomou's coat, brought Wang Zhaomou slippers, and took out a card, with a bit of caution in his eyes.

"Brother Zhaomou, Grandpa Leng gave me this card and said that he would still pay for living expenses every month. I went to the bank to check, and there are 200 million in it. Can I spend some of it these days?"

"This is your money." Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly, "You can spend it however you want."

"Thank you Brother Zhaomou." Ji Lianhuo carefully looked at Wang Zhaomou's expression, and after making sure that Wang Zhaomou was not angry, he put the card back into his pocket.

"Baba, Baba." When Ji Dabao saw Wang Zhaomou, he excitedly picked up the tiger hat he had been holding and waved it at Wang Zhaomou.

Wang Zhaomou stepped forward with a smile, and took the tiger-head hat from Ji Dabao's hand. Looking at Ji Dabao's appearance, he knew that he had found something in the hat.

Seeing that Wang Zhaomou didn't speak, Ji Dabao rolled his big dark eyes, thinking about the consequences of his rash opening last time, this time he was a little smarter and slapped Wang Zhaomou with a K.

Baba, our little secret?

Wang Zhaomou looked down at Mr. Leng who was winking at him, then turned his head slowly, and went upstairs with the tiger hat.

When he arrived at the real estate company the next afternoon, Wang Zhaomou handed a black box to Lao Qi, "Analyze the audio inside and find out the useful ones."

Lao Qi took the black box brought by the boss, and looked it up curiously, "Boss, what's in it?"

Wang Zhaomou leaned on the back of the chair with a natural posture, "You can use it as a safety monitor for children, and it has a battery life of three months."

Wang Zhaomou originally thought that Ji Dabao could stay at Leng's house for a long time, so he specially prepared a monitor with a long battery life, but he didn't expect that Ji Dabao would come back in about a month, which was a waste of things.

"Good boss." Lao Qi put down the monitor, looked up at Wang Zhaomou, hesitant to speak.

"What's the matter?" Wang Zhaomou raised his eyes and looked straight at Lao Qi.

"It's noon today." Lao Qi scratched his head, "When I got off work and entered the community, I seemed to see Xiao Ji, and a few people followed him into the Night Hunting Bar."

"Night hunting?" Wang Zhaomou raised an eyebrow.

Yeshou is the most luxurious bar in Sioux City. Before, Wang Zhaomou would occasionally discuss business with his partners in Yeshou, but Mr. Wang drank tea while others drank.

Wang Zhaomou's wine quality is not good, and most people dare not persuade him to drink. Since Mr. Zhang's incident, no one dared to go to the bar with Wang Zhaomou, and the meeting places were changed to teahouses or high-end restaurants.

What did Ji Lianhuo go night hunting for?

"Boss, Xiao Ji didn't tell you about this?" Lao Qi asked tentatively.

"The child is getting older." Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly, "He is an adult, so just handle it properly."

Seeing that Wang Zhaomou didn't mind at all, Lao Qi scratched his chin, looked at the boss in front of him, and suddenly realized something was wrong. After looking carefully for a while, Lao Qi finally realized what was wrong.

"Boss, have you changed your glasses?"

"En." Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Although the new glasses are not much different from the old ones, you can still feel a little difference when you wear them, and you need to get used to them slowly.

"The glasses looked good before, isn't it time to change them?" Lao Qi tilted his head and looked at Wang Zhaomou's glasses, like an old lady at the entrance of the village, wanting to say something.

"There is a big dog at home." Wang Zhaomou smiled and passed the topic briefly, "Has the planning permit for the new project been issued?"

"We're talking." As soon as he mentioned work, Lao Qi immediately became serious, "The approval from the planning department hasn't come down yet, I'll go and have a look."

"Go." Wang Zhaomou lifted his chin slightly, motioning for the office door.

Watching Lao Qi walk out of the office, Wang Zhaomou held a pen and looked at the documents on the table.

If he was really only in his twenties, maybe he would take the initiative to ask what Ji Lianhuo was doing.

But in front of him, after all, is the Leng family's overlord in the future, the head of the Leng family. Rather than chasing and asking, Wang Zhaomou wants to see the answer to the question. When the time is right, he will naturally bump into him.

Opening the file, Wang Zhaomou just read a few pages intently, the phone vibrated a few times, and opened it, it was a new message from Ji Lianhuo.

【Is Zhao Zhao free on Saturday night? 】

Wang Zhaomou looked at the message for a moment and looked up at the calendar. It was related to Ji Lianhuo's appearance at the Night Hunting Bar. He couldn't help but twitched his lips and replied briefly.

【Have. 】

On Saturday night, when Wang Zhaomou came out of the company, he found Ji Lianhuo driving the car, guarding the place where the driver was waiting for him.

Seeing Wang Zhaomou come out, Ji Lianhuo immediately got out of the car, forced Huanxi to open the car door for Wang Zhaomou, "Brother Zhaomou."

Wang Zhaomou didn't seem to know anything, and got into the car as usual, watching Ji Lianhuo drive the car to the door of Yeshou Bar.

"I declare in advance that I'm not good at drinking." After Wang Zhaomou got out of the car, he looked at Ji Lianhuo indifferently.

"Brother Zhaomou, I know!" Ji Lianhuo nodded quickly.

Zhao Zhao must not get drunk!

The last time Zhaozhao got drunk, she got involved with herself, and they kept in touch again and again, and finally took her in.

If Zhao Zhao gets drunk this time and gets involved with another person, Ji Lianhuo knows that he has no place to cry.

Wang Zhaomou stepped into Yeshun, where he hadn't been for a long time, and found that the place seemed extremely deserted today. Looking around, there was not even a single customer.

Listening to the soft and melodious tunes in the bar that were different from the usual style, Wang Zhaomou couldn't help smiling, realizing that Ji Lianhuo was very likely to book the show.

Wang Zhaomou walked to the bar, and the bartender immediately brought a glass of cocktail.

"Mr. Wang, Master Ji told you that this is non-alcoholic."

Wang Zhaomou picked up the cocktail in front of him and looked at Ji Lianhuo behind him. Ji Lianhuo pursed his lips lightly and sat beside Wang Zhaomou, serving the wine handed by the bartender. Staring closely at the person in front of him, he mustered up the courage to speak.

"Zhao Zhao, you took me home one year ago today."

With a smile in his eyes, Wang Zhaomou watched the boy take out a small box and push it towards him.

Wang Zhaomou opened the velvet box with one hand and found two pairs of exquisite cufflinks inside, a pair of black diamonds and a pair of white diamonds, surrounded by a circle of diamond inlays, which are extremely beautiful luxury cufflinks.

Ji Lianhuo's eyes flickered a little, Wang Zhaomou noticed something, picked up a cuff button, looked at the dim light of the bar, stroked with his fingertips, and felt some bumps behind the cuff button.

Turning over the cufflinks, Wang Zhaomou saw the uppercase "WJ" engraved on the back. The two letters were in artistic cursive, which seemed to be tightly entangled.

This is Ji Lianhuo's little thought.

Wang Zhaomou couldn't help smiling, put away the small box, and raised his hand to lightly touch the wine glass in Ji Lianhuo's hand.

"Thank you, I like it very much."

Ji Lian Huo Ergen blushed, raised the wine glass in his hand, and watched Wang Zhaomou drink it down in one gulp.

Wang Zhaomou took two sips of the non-alcoholic cocktail, watched Ji Lianhuo take a sip, and the bartender gave him a few glasses, and he could drink it for a while.

"Have you ever had a drink before?" Wang Zhaomou leaned against the bar and watched the bartender push a new cocktail in front of Ji Lianhuo.

"Drink it." Ji Lianhuo focused on the man in front of him. Under the ambiguous light of the bar, he seemed to be a little more indescribably lustful.

"While beating Li Daquan." Ji Lianhuo held his breath, "drank a few sips of Erguotou."

Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly, and took another two sips of the cocktail in his glass.

The temperature in the bar was not low. Wang Zhaomou took off his coat and handed it to Ji Lianhuo. Ji Lianhuo quickly picked it up and hung Wang Zhaomou's coat on the hanger dedicated to the bar.

Ji Lianhuo came back quickly, only to see Brother Zhaomou's second glass of cocktail was at hand, and a bright red cherry was added to the glass, with the long stem sticking out.

Ji Lianhuo watched the man take a sip of the cocktail, then picked up the long stem of the cherry, and put the bright red cherry into his mouth.

Light lips, and crimson cherries stained with cocktails.

The bartender looked at the new owner of the bar, and at the young master of the Wang family intently, as if his soul was about to hang on the man.

"Brother Zhaomou." Ji Lianhuo licked his lips subconsciously, and approached Wang Zhaomou carefully, with a respectful and gentle tone, "The first time I saw you was at the door of Yeshou."

Wang Zhaomou paused slightly, not wanting to recall the scene at that time.

"Old people say that when you fall in love at first sight, it's the soul that recognizes the other person." Ji Lianhuo blushed slightly.

"When I'm old, I'll talk nonsense like this." Wang Zhaomou chuckled, and after a pause, he realized what Ji Lianhuo wanted to say.

It was love at first sight.

Wang Zhaomou looked sideways, quietly looking at Ji Lianhuo in front of him.

"I don't know what it's like with other people, but with me, it's not nonsense." Ji Lianhuo drank the wine in his glass again, as if mustering up his courage, he lowered his head and kissed the man in front of him. lip.

The bartender on the side slowly widened his eyes. Remembering the identities of the two people in front of him, he turned sideways wisely, not daring to look at the situation here.

After a moment of grinding together, Ji Lianhuo raised his eyes, his eyes were full of the man in front of him.

"Zhao Zhao, when I leave for winter vacation, don't fall in love with others, okay?"

Ji Lianhuo's eyes were a little misty, dark and moist, with a bit of pleading.

"I promise that I will think about you every day and take many, many photos of you. I will study hard what Grandpa Leng taught, and..." Ji Lianhuo took out the bank card that Grandpa Leng gave him from his pocket.

"Everything about me is obvious."

"You're drunk." Wang Zhaomou saw the haze in Ji Lianhuo's eyes, some cocktails were not low in alcohol, and it was easy to get drunk if he sipped them like this.

"Zhao Zhao, give me a promise, okay?" Ji Lianhuo leaned forward, kissed Wang Zhaomou's cheek affectionately, moved up a little bit, and wanted to sip Wang Zhaomou's new glasses again.