Chapter Seventy-One: Is There a Possibility?

It was already half an hour before Jing Zeheng arrived at the Yungui Bar.

Yungui Bar is located on the shore of Qinghu Lake, and in front of the door is a giant dragon sculpture galloping by the Qinghu Lake. The green lake does not freeze all year round, and the water curtain is covered with snow tonight, and the scenery is also unique.

Rushing to this boundary alone, Yungui Bar is firmly at the top of the bar with the highest consumption in Quan'an City. It is also worthy of its status, and the top wines that can only be found at auction can be easily obtained here as long as the money is in place.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the bar was not open, but Qi Da gave a lot less, and the boss drove an hour from his parents' house to open the door for him.

"Mr. Jing, you can come," the boss Su Yungui breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him, "Come and take a look, Qi Shao'er doesn't know what's wrong today, he didn't listen to any persuasion, Romantici opened three bottles, and he refused to find a sister to accompany him." ”

Su Yungui looks charming, a pair of fox eyes can hook people's souls, and his eyes are full of distress: "Drinking alcohol hurts your body a lot, this wrongdoer is angry with himself, but let others grieve for him." ”

The complaining appearance seemed as if Qi Yan was hurting her body.

Jing Zeheng glanced at it, and saw that in the corner of the terrace above the lake in the bar, Qi Yan was sitting on the sofa with a golden knife, carrying a bottle of red wine and pouring it into his mouth.

Next to him sat his secretary Xiaomi, her cotton pajamas wrapped in a down jacket, blocked between Qi Yan and the fence, probably afraid that he would throw himself into the lake.

It is impossible for Qi Yan to take the initiative to throw himself into the lake, his virtue of sparing his life, he is reluctant to follow whoever dies.

Jing Zeheng walked towards him, did not go directly, but beckoned towards Xiaomi.

Xiaomi immediately got up and greeted him, frowned lightly and said, "Mr. Jing." ”

"What's crazy about him?" Jing Zeheng frowned slightly and looked at Qi Yan, he hadn't noticed him coming yet, and he was obviously very drunk.

"I don't know the specific details," Xiaomi looked at Qi Yan, "At dinner, Qi Shao called me and asked me to arrange a middle-level executive position for Er Shao in the head office, but he didn't explain the reason." Later, Boss Su called me, and I came over. ”

After a pause, Millet added: "I arrived twenty minutes ago, and he was like this when he came." ”

"Okay," Jing Zeheng's eyes dimmed slightly, "You go home first, I'll take care of him." ”

Xiaomi knew that the boss's family affairs were not something he could handle, so he nodded when he heard this: "Then it will be troublesome to Mr. Jing." ”

She put on her coat and walked out, Su Yungui didn't know whether she wanted to avoid suspicion or what, she also put on a shawl and went out to see her off.

When they left, Jing Zeheng walked up to Qi Yan, raised his foot and kicked him: "Can I go?" ”

Qi Yan put down the wine bottle, opened a pair of drunken and hazy eyes, stared at Jing Zeheng intently, and didn't answer for a long time.

Just when Jing Zeheng was about to carry him away, he suddenly howled out with a "whoop", and all the virtues of the big-tailed wolf just now were packed up by him and thrown into the lake.

"Jing Zeheng, you negative old scumbag!"

"Lao Tzu waited for you to wait until the sky was about to dawn before you came!"

"Believe it or not, if you are one step too late, I will jump into the lake and drown, and then turn into a ghost and haunt you!"

Jing Zeheng: "I don't believe it. ”

Qi Yan didn't care what he said, he threw himself at him when he yelled enough, hugged his legs and didn't let go, and complained with snot and tears: "Big brother, brother!" Shall I go to your house and be your brother? In the future, your father will be my father, and your mother will be my mother...... I can't live this day......"

Jing Zeheng resisted the urge to kick him into the lake and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

He has to be calm, he has to be calm.

He hadn't kidnapped the child into his household registration book, so he couldn't be convicted of murder first.

Qi Yan was teary-eyed: "Qi Song's damn saying that if I don't arrange a position for Qi Miao, I will use today's incident as an excuse to report to the board of directors that I have a major dereliction of duty, and if I can't die, I will be disgusted...... Big brother, you comment, is this a stepmother and a stepfather......"

Jing Zeheng didn't want to judge, he just wanted to say: "Drink less in the future, my brain will be burned out by alcohol." ”

The head office of the Case Group is now Qi Yan's Yiyantang, Qi Lao can't get around him if he wants to do something, arrange a leisure for Qi Miao and then slowly grind, until he forces him to dare not stay in the head office anymore, everything will be fine?

This opportunity to be sent to the door became a reason for Qi Yan to get drunk.

Jing Zeheng suspected that he was not sad at all, he was just gluttonous.

"Whew! You hate me! Am I not your dearest brother anymore? You scumbag, how can you do this to me? With a new love, you don't love me anymore, do you? ”

He sprinkled, and Jing Zeheng was too lazy to pay attention.

He pondered Qi Yan's words and thought of another possibility, perhaps......

Qi Yan suddenly burst into tears and laughed, and sprinkled his drunken madness to the fullest: "It's okay not to be a brother, brother, I'll be your brother-in-law...... Well, by the way, does Xiao Yinyin's injury still hurt? You take me home, and I'm going to tell her bedtime stories and Momoda! ”

Jing Zeheng looked at him, and his heart was extremely pure.

Is there a possibility that Qi Yan fell into the water after drinking and drowned on the spot because the rescue was not timely?

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Early the next morning, Shen Fanyin opened the curtains and was dazzled by the whiteness outside the window, and it took a while to see the world clearly.

Last night's snow was unusually heavy, half a palm's thick. The red plums in the courtyard were covered with hoarfrost, and the red seemed to fade a little.

Shen Fanyin casually took a thick sweater jacket and put it on, opened the door of the balcony, and the clear air after the snow poured into his nose, making people instantly refreshed.

She wrapped her coat and stepped out of the door, and as soon as she looked down, she saw Ms. Shen who was gathering duckling snowballs in the yard.

Shen Fanyin: "......"

Ms. Shen has a bit of a dementia tendency after marriage, and it seems that she is ...... The situation is slightly more serious.

"Yinyin, it's cold, put on your coat!"

Jing Yao's voice came from downstairs, he looked up at Shen Fanyin urging, the smile on his face was not yet raised, and his brows were already frowning nervously.

"Okay."

Shen Fanyin responded crisply, and was about to go back when she heard Ms. Shen say, "Yinyin, tell your brother to get up, it's time for breakfast." ”

"Okay."

Shen Fanyin washed up properly, cleaned himself up and went to the next door.

"Knock knock."

"Knock knock."

"Brother? Are you up yet? ”

Shen Fanyin was a little puzzled, after living here for so long, Jing Zeheng had never gotten up later than her.

She tentatively pushed open the door, and looked through the crack in the doorβ€”

The bed was clean and tidy, and he either got up early or didn't return last night.

Since Ms. Shen asked her to wake him up, it must have been because she hadn't seen him in the morning.

"Tsk......" Shen Fanyin closed the door and couldn't help but shake his head, "This work and rest time, it's hard to live to eighty-eight." ”

"You don't have faith in me?"

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Shen Fanyin was silent for a moment, blocked his eyes and lowered his head to his room, muttering as he walked: "It must be that I miss my dear brother so much, I actually heard his voice." ”

She looked back, and within a few steps she saw a pair of black leather shoes.

She tried to get around, but the shoes followed her steps, blocking her path once more.

"Alright," Jing Zeheng rubbed her head, "go downstairs for dinner, and then go out with me." ”

Shen Fanyin replied with a dry smile: "I have a work arrangement today......

"Wu Jun's matter, the people behind the scenes have found it."

"What?"

"Do you still have a job?"

"It's gone!"