Gu Chaohan was beaten and sat on the ground.

One leg was slightly bent, but the corner of the mouth was bleeding.

Xi Zijun was originally standing outside the door.

I heard the noise inside and hurriedly walked in.

I only saw two people over there, one standing there, his fists clenched tightly, the gauze on his hand to bandage the wound had turned bright red, and the blood fell drop by drop on the floor mountain, which was particularly shocking. The other sat on the ground, and although he was punched, his innate cold temperament did not make him look a little embarrassed.

On the contrary, Gu Chaohan's face always had that kind of indifferent and almost fearless expression.

Xi Zijun walked to Gu Chaohan's side first and helped him up: "Knowing that he is angry, I still want to come over to stimulate him, it's okay." ”

Gu Chaohan wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth and got up: "I have already said what I should say, this punch can be regarded as a return to the past teaching and cultivation, I will not treat it as an uncle and elder in the future, I will do it myself." ”

After speaking, Gu Chaohan turned around and went out.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Gu Qichen seemed to have finally reined in the anger all over his body.

All that's left is a biting chill.

Xi Zijun sighed and pulled Gu Qichen to sit down.

I brought the medicine box again: "It's not Gu Qichen I know, Gu Qichen I know won't be so impulsive and become a slave to emotions, that nephew has obviously declared war, and when he started, he lost this first battle, that is a person who has been trained by one hand, it is impossible not to know that his real purpose is to provoke." ”

Gu Qichen's gaze fell on his bloodied palm.

His brows were tightly knit, but his eyes were a little hollow, and he didn't say a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xi Zijun bandaged Gu Qichen's wounds again: "In this world, the most stupid person is to get anything at the cost of hurting himself, including feelings, not to mention, he still has nothing, if he wants to win over that nephew, he needs to think about it in the long run." ”

Gu Qichen suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, and said almost self-deprecatingly: "I have already lost, I lost a lot, for three years, he actually hid it from me for three years, heh." ”

The last laugh contained too many emotions.

Xi Zijun had never seen this man look so desperate.

Xi Zijun was silent for a while: "Now that Xia Yangyang has appeared, should the engagement matter be reconsidered." ”

They had discussed the engagement before, and it was true.

In addition to serving as the general manager of Jiangcheng Group, Xi Zijun has been operating a winery in France over the years, and the largest investors of this winery are the French Count Alexander and his wife.

Actually, it's nothing.

The problem is that because of the weather in the past two years, the grape harvest is not good, and the products made are not satisfactory, coupled with the incentives of competitors, the Count Alexander and his wife have the intention of withdrawing their shares, and Xi Zijun has been dealing with them for a long time.

In the end, they put forward a strange condition, that is, as long as Mr. Gu married her, they would continue to invest, and hand over several other famous wine agents to her.

At the time, it seemed like a joke, but it had a profound meaning.

One is that the Count Alexander and his wife believe that a harmonious family relationship can promote the development of long-term business, and the other is that they value the support of the Shengyuan Group behind Gu Qichen.

At present, Shengyuan has also begun to touch the red wine business.

If the two of them are combined, the development of the winery is immeasurable.