broken sun

The next day, the morning light was twilight, Qi Nian opened his eyes and sat up without delay, looking at the quilt with empty eyes.

He hardly slept, and stayed in a half-dream and half-awake state, sober and confused, even the tears flowed unconsciously, and then the wetness on his face gradually dried up, and he woke up as usual, as if he couldn't find any signs of fragility and collapse up.

Qi Nian changed his clothes after washing, made the bed neatly, tidied it up, and left the room.

The servants in the kitchen downstairs were making breakfast in an orderly manner, and there was the sound of ping-pong-pong, adding more fireworks to this beautifully designed, luxurious and slightly warm villa.

The servant that Qi Nian was familiar with saw him, put down the cleaning work in his hands, stepped forward to greet him, and said, "Master Qi Nian, why did you get up so early? Mr. just said that we should not bother you. Get more sleep."

"Where's Dad?"

"Mister went for a walk outside, and should be in the garden as usual."

Seeing that Qi Nian'an was silent, but he was about to go out, she hurriedly stopped her, saying "it's still dewy outside", and went to get a dark wool coat for Qi Nian to wear.

"It's no better than being in a place with lots of people and cars. Don't catch a cold early in the morning." The servant followed to the steps in front of the gate, and she was so considerate. She pointed to the stone road on the right, "Go there Walking around the pond, it's the closest to the garden, where Monsieur is usually."

Qi Nian walked through the dense vine frame, stepped on the uneven stone road and crossed the canal. There were many pavilions and pavilions. He walked for a short distance, and then his vision became wider. In the lawn in the distance.

"Father." Qi Nian approached and said hello.

Qi Wenzhi knew it when he heard the footsteps, turned to look at him, and said, "Why did you wake up so early and didn't sleep well?"

Qi Nian lowered his eyes, not knowing what to answer.

The surrounding spring is in full bloom, and the eustoma near the end of flowering is about to wither, and the pure white petals are still shaking and trembling in the breeze.

"This is your mother's favorite flower when she was alive," Qi Wenzhi said lightly, and the first time he mentioned it, it was like talking about a normal past. "If the temperature is too low or too high, the flowers won't bloom. They need to be cultivated at a constant temperature, and they are very delicate," he is used to Sexually lit a cigarette, "But this flower was just what I thought was appropriate, so I bought it for her at the side of the road."

Qi Nian smelled the smell of smoke, frowned, hesitated for a moment and said, "Dad, smoking in the morning is not good for your health."

After staring at him for two seconds, Qi Wenzhi smiled, stubbed out the cigarette and threw it away.

"Xiao Nian," Qi Wenzhi called him, looking straight ahead at the already familiar and rotten scenery, paused for a long time, and continued, "You are like your mother, and you are also like your brother. From childhood to adulthood, as long as you come to hold you, it will be very easy. Good, and smart. It's just that I never cared about you, and I didn't fulfill my responsibilities as a father, whether it was to you or Saming."

Qi Nian was listening calmly, without any change in expression.

Qi Wenzhi said: "In the six years in Vancouver, you have never touched the pocket money that was given to you. Dad knows about it, so—" He raised his hand to caress Qi Nian's back, and led him back, laughing at himself like a joke Said, "If you want to take care of you now, it's the same as wanting to make flowers bloom longer now, it seems that it is not qualified anymore."

Qi Nian's throat was sore all the way, and when he was about to walk out of the garden, he finally opened his mouth with difficulty: "...Dad, I have something for you."

Qi Wenzhi stopped and looked down at him patiently.

He moved his fingers that had been clenched into fists in his cuffs, stretched them out, and opened them slowly. The palms that had been clenched for too long were sweating, and his hands were trembling slightly.

Lying in the palm is a lonely and ordinary key, because of the slight light reflected from the sweat stains.

It opens up that simple, warm, light-filled home.

It was near noon that day, and the brief meeting held by Qi's headquarters started late.

As the current general manager of the Binhai Resort project, Gu Saming sat in his seat and gave a concise and comprehensive report. The final conclusion is that the resort project has passed the crisis, and all work including the engineering has already entered the initial stage of construction. There is no further Reason to stop.

But during this period, Qi Wenzhi didn't say a word, neither said good nor bad, and the rest of the people at the bottom looked around like a quail when they saw that the chairman didn't make a statement, lowered their heads and pretended to be dumb, but they had to come out to make a call. The people in the Circus were also vague.

Within half an hour, in an awkward and slightly disturbed atmosphere, the meeting ended.

After the meeting, the company's senior executives who took the elevator down the stairs whispered in twos and threes—why did the chairman and young boss, who had always gotten along well and didn't make them feel sorry for their subordinates, suddenly didn't deal with it?

Everyone inevitably combined some rumors that have been circulating and fermenting during this period, and the speculation in their hearts suddenly became more formal.

Gu Saming closed the documents that he had made all night, and slowly sorted out the things on the table, when he was stopped when he left the meeting room.

"Mr. Gu, Mr. Gu," Secretary Cui chased after him, and said, "The chairman wants to talk to you alone."

Secretary Cui has been in the company for many years, and has always been tight-lipped by Qi Wenzhi's side, but this time he kindly reminded: "Although I don't even know, the chairman may not be serious." .

Gu Saming raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, thanked him, and opened the door again to go in, wondering if he listened to the reminder.

Qi Wenzhi asked him to have a private talk. It was unprecedented, but what he said was not official: "Qi Nian is not used to it at home, and he didn't sleep well. I sent Lao Ji back this morning."

"No plans?"

Gu Saming said: "Let's see what the chairman wants me to do."

Qi Wenzhi sat on the chair, raised his eyelids, and asked in a cold tone: "You don't know what my plan is, but have you followed my plan? Even if you give Qi Nianlian his mother's share I've taken it all, what else can I expect from you?"

In fact, he used his father's identity. He became angry after a long time, and raised his voice: "I hope you will take care of your brother like six years ago. The way to take care of your brother is to take him to the bed, and no one can hold him tightly in your hands." Can't persuade?"

Gu Saming's jaw was tense, as if being strangled by seven inches, he felt unable to speak for a long time.

But when he stood, he was definitely not wavering or showing weakness.

"Let's rest for a few days before the shareholders' meeting." Qi Wenzhi restrained his emotions and was a little tired. He took a sip of tea from his teacup, and seemed to advise earnestly, "We all know how the wind and rain blow outside, but within two years Wanting to sit in the position of general manager of the group, and changing a few sons may be wishful thinking. Sam Ming, I have always been very happy and proud, you have everything today with your own ability—"

Gu Saming knew what his father wanted to say and where his intentions were.

"——If it's because of a wrong step, it's really worth it?"

But when these words were asked, as Secretary Cui said, Gu Saming could relax a little.

"As long as the general manager is qualified, anyone can take it, father," he smiled, "but whether the next step will be wrong or not, no one knows, how do you know your next step, it must be right ?”

After a calm stalemate for a while, Gu Saming bowed his head to leave, and reminded: "I will entrust Su Chenglin and the deputy general manager with full authority over the past few days. I will get off work first."

He ignored Qi Wenzhi's livid complexion, and walked straight away without even going back to the office, and drove away from the parking lot.