43 Chapter 43 The Old Fox

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Chapter 43: The Old Fox

The next day was a daytime plane.

When she woke up in the night, her head was dizzy, and when she saw the curtains drawn, she didn't rush to get up, she didn't bother to move, so she opened her eyes and thought about finding a time to take someone home after she went back.

"Awake?" Meng Xing walked over and lay on her side, looking at her with a smile in his eyes.

Yewan glanced at him lazily, not wanting to speak.

Meng Xing said gently: "Get up to take a bath and eat?" Today's chef is still yesterday's, the one you said tasted good. โ€

Ye Wan moved her arm and pulled up the quilt a little, trying to cover her face.

Meng Xing took the other step and grabbed the other corner of the quilt, his good-looking eyebrows moved, his right arm propped up his body, leaned over and kissed the tip of her nose: "Get up." As if seeing that Yewan hadn't moved for a long time, he added in that unique magnetic voice, "Good." โ€

Yewan tilted her head sideways, not looking at him.

Meng Xing lifted the quilt with a smile, and turned his eyes on the person on the bed who was trying to get back under the quilt because of his panic, and simply raised his hand and hugged the person horizontally.

"Hey, early in the morning, what do you want to do?" Yewan panicked around his neck and poked his fingers in the back. It feels really weird to be held in his arms so โ–กโ–ก, especially when he is already dressed neatly.

Meng Xing didn't realize it, left her a gentle smile to the extreme, and then hugged the person all the way to the bathtub.

The warm water moistened her whole body, and Yewan finally relaxed, but within two minutes, she felt someone's gaze walking restlessly, so she turned her head sideways: "Anything else?" โ€

Meng Xing looked at her funny, his hand moved, three or two times, he took off his clothes lightly, leaned over and pressed down: "It's okay, I just want to help you ......"

"No...... Hmmm......"

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So, by the time Yewan woke up again, it was already night

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Yewan glanced at the time, and buried her face in the chests of the people around her.

"Awake?" Meng Xing asked.

Ye Wan snorted: "I didn't wake up." โ€

Meng Xing smiled and reached out to hug her back: "Sleep a little longer, the plane at night." โ€

Ye Wan hooked the corners of her lips: "En." โ€

Meng Xing looked down at her sleeping face, gently imprinted a kiss on her forehead, and closed her eyes.

The phone on the bedside table lights up: your selected ticket order is complete, G City to Los Angeles......

After Yewan woke up, she found that the people around her didn't know when they had left. There was residual warmth in the place where he was originally lying beside him, which made Yewan feel a little relieved.

"Awake?" Meng Xing pushed the door in and looked at Yewan, who had just woken up.

"Well, where have you been?" Ye Wan looked at him and quietly hid her body in the cup.

Meng Xing saw it in his eyes, but he didn't expose it, and pushed the car in with a smile: "I went to the chef to learn a hand." โ€

There are large and small porcelain pots on the cart, with exquisite patterns, and they don't look like ordinary objects. Meng Xing lifted a certain lid on the plate and opened a corner, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Ye Wan couldn't lie down in an instant. She moved, her nose moved like a little squirrel, smelled the incense, her eyes opened, and she looked at the place where the fragrance came from.

"I'm hungry." Meng Xing sat down beside her and scooped her whole body out of the quilt, "Get up and wash?" โ€

Yewan nodded.

Meng Xing stretched out his hand and was about to hug her, but she avoided her.

Ye Wan looked at Meng Xing vigilantly: "I'll get up by myself." "She didn't want to be like she was in the morning, saying that she would pick her up and ......

Meng Xing was stunned for two seconds, watching her face slowly turn red, then retreating with a smile, looking at her dotingly.

Yewan blushed, put on her coat, and slowly moved to the side of the bed. Feeling the gaze he looked at him, his face flushed a little. I didn't think about him in the morning, that is, I wanted to hug myself, and it turned out to be ...... She didn't want to try again.

Yewan put her legs on the ground, and was just about to stand up, when her lower body hurt, and she quickly sat back on the edge of the bed.

A hand reached out to her.

"Come, I'll help you." Meng Xing looked at her and smiled softly.

Ye Wan looked at him helplessly, put her hand into his palm, and complained in a low voice: "You say, did you mean it?" โ€

Meng Xing pulled her up: "What on purpose?" โ€

Ye Wan snorted: "Deliberately tossing me like this, wanting me to throw myself into my arms." After Ye Wan finished speaking, she tilted her head and looked up at him from his arms.

Meng Xing couldn't help laughing, his hand tightened, and he tightly wrapped her in his arms: "Do I need it?" Meng Xing lowered his head and made a gesture to kiss her.

Ye Wan blushed subconsciously, and just walked to the table, so she took advantage of the situation and sat down at the table: "Eat quickly, I'm hungry."

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Meng Xing looked at her with a smile on his lips and uncovered the lids on the dishes one by one. Ye Wan looked at it one by one, the aroma was overflowing, the two largest plates were chicken and fish, and there were also a few farmhouse stir-fried, which also looked very good-looking.

Ye Wan looked sideways at Meng Xing: "You did all this?" โ€

Meng Xing smiled but did not answer.

Yewan raised her eyebrows, lifted the last unopened lid, and saw a bowl of noodles underneath. Yewan took the noodles, picked them up with chopsticks, and tasted them shallowly. The familiar taste is exactly the same as when I ate it at his house before.

Ye Wan smiled: "I know, you did this." She paused and looked at him suspiciously, "You weren't the only ones who did it, right?" โ€

Meng Xing raised his hand and knocked on her little head: "Hurry up and eat, aren't you hungry?" โ€

Ye Wan glanced at him meaningfully, and smiled: "Don't be afraid, I'll cook for you in the future." โ€

When the two of them left the hotel, it was already nightfall.

When Ye Wan and Meng Xing walked into the airport, they stretched their waists: "It's another long flight of several hours......

Meng Xing quietly took the suitcase in her hand to her own injury: "This trip may be longer than you think." โ€

Ye Wan looked at him suspiciously, and smiled meaningfully at him.

The two got on the plane, and Ye Wan finally understood from the prompt sound of the radio.

"Why don't you go back to City C and go to Los Angeles first?" Ye Wan looked at Meng Xing.

Meng Xing took the blanket handed over by the flight attendant and lowered his voice in her ear: "Honeymoon in advance." โ€

A simple sentence made Ye Wan's face slightly red, and she hurriedly lowered her head to drink the water in the cup, her eyes were moist and bright.

City C.

Zheng Xi stood in front of the window, his eyes fell on the pedestrians coming and going below, and stretched out his hand to support the glass, as if he had an infinite yearning for the outside world.

The secretary pushed the door in: "Mr. Zheng, the board of directors has arrived, waiting for you in the conference room." โ€

Zheng Xi turned around and straightened his collar: "Let's go." โ€

"Take the medicine first." The secretary came over and brought him the pills and water.

Zheng Xi's bloodless lips hooked a faint smile: "What's the difference between eating and not eating." โ€

Wang Qing didn't pause in the action of giving him the medicine, and the water cup stopped in front of him, as if he would never take it back if he didn't drink it.

Zheng Xi's gaze fell straight on her face.

Wang Qing looked back at him fearlessly: "Mr. Zheng, at least, I want to see the day when Zheng Shao comes back to regain the group." โ€

Zheng Xi smiled: "Oh? โ€

Wang Qing lowered her head: "It's me who overstepped." โ€

Zheng Xi slowly took the cup, poured the pills into his hand, almost a handful, and he threw them all into his mouth at once, and then raised his head and drank the water: "You're right."

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Wang Qing took the water cup and followed him out.

Waiting in the conference room was a group of veterans.

Decades ago, Zheng Xi's grandfather was a newspaper seller, and then gradually developed into a newsstand, and later, Zheng Xi's father kept up with the pace of the information age, from the paper media to the later online news industry, thus creating the entire Zheng family. After the company grows bigger, it gradually moves closer to the entire emerging industry, which not only has the well-known ST entertainment, but also involves in all walks of life such as computers and the Internet.

And the family-owned business, after all, has exposed its shortcomings in Zheng Xi's generation.

Wang Qing pushed open the door, turned sideways, and let Zheng Xi enter the conference room.

Zheng Xi stood at the top of the long table and looked at everyone present.

"Hello uncles and uncles, everyone has come to the meeting for hard work." Zheng Xi smiled slightly and said respectfully.

A person with a beer belly and a mellow body said in a loud voice: "Nephew, your uncle and I put the company's mess aside and came here for a meeting, and I don't know what is important today, so exciting?" โ€

As soon as these words came out, the echoes in the small conference room came one after another.

Zheng Xi opened his mouth, and was about to speak, but he couldn't help but lower his head and cough twice, his face pale. Wang Qing hurriedly came over, helped him sit down on the chair, and handed over a glass of warm water in due time.

"Don't worry, since my nephew said so, of course he has a reason. Isn't it, Xiaoxi? A man in a crisp suit spoke, and the conference room fell silent.

Zheng Xi put the cup aside and grinned slightly: "Yes, Uncle Ren is right." I invite you to come over today, mainly to discuss the company's listing. โ€

A word stirs up a thousand waves.

The whole office is enveloped in a strange, indescribable atmosphere.

The beer belly who spoke at the beginning had the loudest voice: "What are you kidding, our Zheng family is a family business, and it was my father who fought down with Zheng Xi, your grandfather!" Listed? In case the stock falls and is bought by someone, heh, the entire Zheng family can still be surnamed Zheng? Maybe it will become the industry of Zhao Qiansun Li Wang Ermazi! โ€

Zheng Xi was silent for a moment.

The person he called Uncle Ren before walked up to him, lowered his voice and asked, "Nephew, have you thought it through?" โ€

Zheng Xi nodded: "Uncle Ren, the little nephew still relies on you to support ......"

Uncle Ren patted Zheng Xi on the back: "The family doesn't talk about two families, little nephew, you have something, uncle, of course I support it!" โ€

As he spoke, the beer belly said something angrily, and then flicked his sleeves and left. Half of the office was stunned, and a more heated discussion ensued.

Zheng Xi smiled lightly: "Then I will thank Uncle Ren." Speaking of which, the last time I saw Jiajia, it was really โ–กโ–ก brighter. โ€

Uncle Ren laughed: "My daughter's daughter is in ST, and she still relies on her little nephew to take care of her." โ€

Zheng Xi smiled lightly: "Where are the words." โ€

Wang Qing looked at the apparent harmony between the two on the side, and scolded angrily in his heart: Old fox.