Chapter 171: Missing My Dad?
Yan Jianan frowned and looked at the woman in front of her who didn't know what she was thinking, and couldn't help sighing, "Xiangxiang, you are absent-minded with me, do you miss my father?" ”
Qiao Xiang was a little embarrassed, and touched the child's head, "Nonsense, you continue, I'll listen." ”
At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Ruisen's subordinates left the villa, and Qiao Xiang also went downstairs.
Seeing Yan Ruisen standing on the edge of the bed and smoking, the background was deserted, Qiao Xiang slowly walked behind him.
"Upset?" Qiao Xiang asked him softly.
The man smoked a cigarette and half-turned to look at her, raised his hand to pinch her face, and then took her over, "Not really." ”
"I hear it all."
"What do you hear?" Yan Ruisen smiled.
"If the freight terminal does not renew the contract with your foreign trade company, it will affect the supply and will directly affect the operation of the shopping mall."
"Well, it seems to be very understanding."
Yan Ruisen looked at the woman with a serious face, a few thin smiles on his lips, and pinned the hair on her forehead behind her ears, wanting to hear what she had to say.
Qiao Xiang had a serious face, "I won't say it, your expression tells me that you are making fun of me." ”
Yan Ruisen chuckled a few times, and then said, "No." ”
"Yes."
"Not really."
The man pressed the cigarette butt into the marble ashtray, and then hugged her slender waist, "Canaan doesn't practice anymore?" Qiao Xiang put his hand on his arm, "Don't practice, I'm writing calligraphy." ”
"Go and tell him to come down and get ready to eat."?" I want to spend a little more time with you. ”
Qiao Xiang leaned on his chest, his posture was gentle, and the little bird was like people, which made the man want to protect and hugged her petite body.
"Maybe I screwed it up."
After standing for a long time, Qiao Xiang suddenly whispered.
Yan Ruisen heard it, but he didn't say anything.
Qiao Xiang accentuated his tone again, "It may be because of me that the contract cannot be renewed." ”
The atmosphere changed slightly at this moment, but Qiao Xiang did not escape, and raised his head from Yan Ruisen's arms, "The person in charge of Baishun Shipbuilding, I ......"
"I've got my own measure."
“……”
Qiao Xiang was shocked.
Looking at Yan Ruisen again, his face was indifferent, without any change in expression, Qiao Xiang was silent for a long time, and asked him, "Do you recognize him?" ”
"Yes."
Huicheng is such a large place, and it is inevitable that those who do business will hold together, and Yan Ruisen met Wei Xiao at a business reception.
At that time, he was not surprised, how could the little white face with oily hair and pink face who sang on the streets of Hong Kong appear on such an occasion like a dog in a suit and leather shoes, he heard someone say that it was the youngest son of the plastic king Wei Guangzhi.
It's not surprising that inheriting a family business is like inheriting a throne, even if it's a straw bale, you have to catch a duck on the shelf.
In Yan Ruisen's eyes, the little white face of the street store has no other description except straw bales.
"I'll have to work hard to pick the peach blossoms you provoked."
"What nonsense!"
Yan Ruisen was half-joking, Qiao Xiang's face was flushed when he heard it, and he wanted to explain, but he couldn't say a few key words for a long time, Yan Ruisen looked at her slightly anxious expression and smiled, "What are you anxious about, I'll just say it casually." ”
I turned around and went to the restaurant.
Qiao Xiang only saw his crisp back, but he didn't see his dark eyes.
……
On Sunday night, Qiao Xiang did not stay at the villa.
The next day to go to school, Yan Jianan slept early, and Qiao Xiang left after the child slept.
Yan Ruisen sent her back, and the two didn't talk much along the way.
They are not people who talk a lot, and they usually sit quietly and say something from time to time, but the atmosphere is obviously a little wrong tonight, but Qiao Xiang can't say what's wrong.
Looking at Yan Ruisen, the man's expression was as usual, and there was nothing wrong with it, she felt that she was thinking too much.
The car was parked under the French plane tree outside the gate of Zongyuan Huafu.
It wasn't too late, the door was locked, and the two sat in the car for a while.
Qiao Xiang was brewing to say something, and from time to time he glanced at the man next to him who was smoking without saying a word, and his side face was cold, making it difficult to approach.
What needs to be said, always has to be said.
Qiao Xiang exhaled, then turned to Yan Ruisen, "He has that kind of thought, but he hasn't overstepped the rules, and when he was in Hong Kong, he did help me a lot, and he was dating as a friend." ”
Yan Ruisen listened, his black eyes were calm and calm, staring straight at Qiao Xiang.
She also realized that her few words didn't seem to mean much, after all, she did live under the same roof with Wei Xiao for several days at that time, thought about it, frowned slightly and whispered, "I made it clear to him, he is not good, this person is just a little playful, and he is still reliable." ”
Saying this, Qiao Xiang saw that Yan Ruisen still looked calm and didn't say anything, and was a little anxious in his heart, "Don't get me wrong, I really ......"
The man stretched his hand out of the window, flicked the cigarette ash, squinted his eyes and took another puff, his tone was light, and he asked unhurriedly, "What did I misunderstand?" ”
Misunderstood that you have a relationship with him? Or did you misunderstand that you found a spare tire well, and casually found a rich second generation? ”
Qiao Xiang turned his face away.
Every time Yan Ruisen came hard, people couldn't eat it, and they didn't dare to look at his eyes at all, it was too sharp, which made her feel weak, even if she didn't do anything bad, she would be weak.
Yan Ruisen finished his last puff of cigarette and casually threw the cigarette butt into the roadside trash can, which was very accurate.
He turned his head to look at Qiao Xiang, lukewarm, "Anyone will have emotions." ”
Qiao Xiang lowered his head, put his hands together, and said in his heart, I know.
"If you know you're recruiting, stay away from men."
"Hmm."
After nodding, Qiao Xiang felt that something was wrong, and looked at him with wide eyes, "No, I don't ......"
met his slightly unhappy eyes again, and was defeated, "Okay." ”
She felt that it was none of her business, where did she recruit anyone, she wanted to say this, but she felt that it was strange that Yan Ruisen was willing to listen to his nonsense.
Then he suddenly remembered Xu Moqi who he met in the office in the morning, and the corners of his mouth twitched: Say me, what about yourself?
Yan Ruisen saw her expression change, and said coldly, "What are you thinking?" ”
Qiao Xiang shook his head and didn't look at him, "It's nothing." ”
Before getting out of the car, he took the initiative to kiss him, flattered, and brought some coquettishness, in order to please him, and shamelessly said "I'll go to you tomorrow night" before getting off.
Yan Ruisen turned on the headlights to illuminate the road in front of her more brightly, until her small figure completely disappeared from view, and then turned the front of the car.
An hour ago, when Qiao Xiang was still in Yan Jianan's room, Tao Zhengze called Yan Ruisen.
Tao Zhengze said that the little prince of the Wei family agreed to meet and personally chose his clubhouse.
It stands to reason that the business of the foreign trade company has always been taken care of by Tao Zhengze, and if there is anything to discuss, the other party can find him directly. But the little prince has to see Yan Ruisen tonight, and Yan Ruisen will not go, and all things will be discussed.
Yan Ruisen is not reluctant to see him, even if Wei Xiao doesn't look for him, he will look for Wei Xiao.
Men have nothing to do with women, but sometimes they do have to do with women.
Wei Xiao meant that to Qiao Xiang, Qiao Xiang already had a husband and children, and the straw bag was unwilling, relying on a little power to give the other party a dismount.
These tricks are low-level and ridiculous in Yan Ruisen's opinion, and he has the ability to make the other party take the initiative to sign a contract with him.
The car drove into the parking lot of the clubhouse, Yan Ruisen was not in a hurry, and smoked a cigarette in the car before going down.
When he entered the door, Sister Zheng, the lobby manager of the clubhouse, received him, because he was a regular customer and a friend of Boss Tao, Sister Zheng personally sent him to the private room.
When Yan Ruisen entered the elevator, his eyes inadvertently swept to a few young girls in the lobby who were laughing, and asked casually, "Recently, there are newcomers?" ”
Sister Zheng smiled, and her mother's temperament was undoubtedly revealed, "Yes, they are all young, and two or three of them are still freshmen." ”
Yan Ruisen put his hands in his pockets, nodded, and said nothing else.
Tao Zhengze's club, dedicated to the consumption and pleasure of successful men in high society, naturally there will be political fuguan members, of course, to be able to come here, the identity is naturally not ordinary, the requirements for members are also quite high, in Huicheng, the membership card of this club is similar to a symbol of status.
In such a situation, the requirements for girls are relatively much higher, all of them are highly educated, high-quality, and physical.
This place is a veritable gold cave.
This is a bit contrary to Tao Zhengze's original intention of opening a club at the beginning, he originally opened a luxury club so that friends have a comfortable place to go, it is estimated that the Tao family has too high a reputation in Huicheng, and everyone admires it, and then it has become like this.
Yan Ruisen never evaluated, even if he was resistant and disgusted from the heart.
Everyone has something to do, Tao Zhengze's identity is there, and it is inevitable that the club will evolve into today's situation.
Sister Zheng was covered with fat powder, and no matter how much she wore a white shirt and hip skirt, she couldn't cover the wind and dust, she said regretfully in Yan Ruisen's ear, "Mr. Yan is like our Tao boss, and he is used to cleaning himself, otherwise, the wind and snow in this world are really inexhaustible." ”
With a ding, the elevator reached the sixth floor and the door opened.
Yan Ruisen smiled faintly at the corner of his lips, and walked out first, "There is no blessing." ”
Sister Zheng stepped on the hatred of the sky and walked behind him, pointing the way all the way, "Mr. Yan, go this way." ”
When she arrived at the door of the box, Sister Zheng stopped, and did not forget to sell the girl in her hand, "Mr. Yan, Yaya, who just came today, has just turned eighteen years old, and is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, do you want to call over to help you have fun?" ”
Yan Ruisen put his hand on the doorknob, and wanted to say goodbye, but suddenly his mind turned and he turned his head to look at her, "It seems to be okay." ”
Sister Zheng immediately burst into joy, nodding and stepping back, "Okay, okay, I'll call you over right away." ”
Yan Ruisen pushed the door into the house.
……
Wei Xiao sat in the middle of the leather sofa, playing with a lighter with Erlang's legs crossed.
He didn't smoke, and the silver-white lighter turned on and off, and he held it in his hand, clearly bluffing.
The bodyguard stood not far away, his eyes never leaving the little master.