"Yesterday... Sorry, I didn't throw up on you?"
Back at the company, Jiang Xin called Chen Liang.
"Why not? You threw me up all over."
"Ah?"
Jiang Xin was stunned, and then said awkwardly, "give me your clothes and I'll wash them for you."
"No, I'm kidding. It's the first time I've seen you vomit. You can't drink. Don't drink next time. It's hard for me."
"I know, not next time. I went to see that season today. He asked me to apologize to you."
"Well, I see."
After a few words, Jiang Xin hung up the phone.
Some things, tacit on the line, there is no need to deliberately mention.
Besides, you can feel what kind of position you are in each other's heart.
She was satisfied with the bowl of porridge last night.
She exhaled, put down her cell phone and went back to work.
In the blink of an eye.
Half a month has passed since the Double Ninth Festival.
One day, Chen Liang met Tao Tao, the famous lady who rented his house.
At that time, seeing herself, the beauty Tao was quite surprised.
Chen Liang just explained that he lived here, not that he was your landlord.
After all, people just want to pursue a better life, which is not wrong.
"Welcome to Donghai."
Donghai International Airport.
Connecting port.
Chen Liang opened his arms.
Deng he, who had just got off the plane, smiled, loosened his suitcase and gave him a gentle hug.
"I said, you don't have to pick up the plane. You're so busy."
"It's rare for you to come to the East China Sea. Naturally, I have to treat you well. Otherwise, if Uncle Deng knows that I neglect their daughter, they will scold me to death."
Behind Deng he stood a young man in a suit.
Seeing the close embrace of the two people as if no one else was around, he frowned imperceptibly, some unexpected and some not worried.
"Hello, I'm Deng he's faxiao, Chen Liang."
Chen Liang naturally noticed the other party, loosened Deng he, nodded politely and smiled at him.
In fact, Deng he also told him in advance that this is a business trip with her colleagues in the East China Sea.
"Hello, Mr. Chen. I'm Deng he's colleague, Zhou junchu."
Seeing Chen Liang, Zhou junchu's eyebrows immediately stretched out and showed a friendly and polite smile.
After saying hello, the three went outside the airport.
Chen Liang naturally helped take Deng he's suitcase.
"How many days are you on business this time?"
"A week."
"Has the hotel been booked? If not, I'll fix it for you."
"No, it's settled, Hilton."
Chen Liang smiled in surprise and turned his head and said, "it seems that your company's treatment is pretty good."
Deng he stroked his hair and replied, "it's much worse than you, a capitalist."
Zhou junchu walked beside him. He couldn't get in his mouth at all. He smiled naturally on the surface, but he was very uncomfortable at the bottom of his heart.
On the plane, Deng he also talked and laughed with him, and now he seems to be a passer-by.
And before coming, Deng he didn't mention it to him at all. There was a small hair in the East China Sea.
"Take you to the hotel first?"
Outside the airport, Chen Liang put his suitcase in the trunk.
Because he knew in advance that it was two people, he didn't open konisek, but opened Maybach.
Even if it's not as scary as konisek, Maybach is enough for ordinary people.
At least when Zhou junchu saw that Chen Liang's car was actually taimaybach, his smile suddenly stiffened.
Deng he behaved fairly calmly, nodded and sat on the co pilot.
Zhou junchu could only get on the back seat silently.
Maybach left the airport and headed for the Hilton Hotel.
"How is uncle Qin now?"
Chen Liang asked.
"If you ask the Qin and Han Dynasties, you will know."
"I didn't get in touch with him. I'm afraid he's uncomfortable."
Deng he sighed softly.
"I heard from my parents that they should prepare the first stage of chemotherapy immediately. How the situation is depends on the results of chemotherapy. I hope Jiren has his own face."
Chen Liang and Deng he chatted in front, and Zhou junchu couldn't get into the conversation at all.
Maybach did not sit, but at this time he was on pins and needles, and his heart was full of ups and downs.
Since Deng he's hair is small, it should be about her age.
How can you drive such a good car when you are so young?
He is already excellent at this age, but he can't even think of a car of Maybach's level.
Is it the rich second generation?
It's impossible.
Deng he also knows something about his family environment. He can only be regarded as an ordinary family and can't know any rich family.
He looked at Chen Liang from time to time. He couldn't understand it, but he couldn't ask.
"Mr. Zhou, you should often come to the East China Sea?"
Chen Liang is not a person who doesn't understand human feelings and worldly wisdom. On the contrary, having tasted the coldness of the world, he knows how to take care of others' feelings and takes the initiative to talk to Zhou junchu.
"It's not often. There are seven or eight times. They all come on business."
Zhou junchu replied with some restraint.
A car is a man's best business card.
Although Chen Liang wears ordinary clothes, a Maybach really creates a very strong aura for him.
"Mr. Zhou is a native of Chengdu?"
"How do you know?"
"I can tell by the accent. I used to have a classmate in Chengdu when I was in college. He spoke Mandarin just like Mr. Zhou."
With Chen Liang's efforts, the atmosphere between the three was harmonious and not so embarrassing.
After arriving at the Hilton Hotel, several people went upstairs and put their luggage away first.
Unlike in a certain country, Zhou junchu and Deng he have a single room for business trips.
"Hard work."
When he came to the room, Deng he picked up a glass of mineral water on the table and handed it to Chen Liang as a reward.
Zhou junchu is next door.
"Your colleague is very handsome."
Chen Liang took the water and smiled.
"Yes?"
Deng he pretended to be confused, then looked at Chen Liang's face, nodded, smiled and said, "it's a little better than you."
Chen Liang smiled and didn't mind.
Because of looks and inferiority, such a man is too cowardly.
Not even when he had nothing before.
He surveyed the room.
It's a very ordinary single room, about 40 square meters, a bed and a bathroom, plus a small desk.
Although it looks simple, you know, this is Hilton.
I'm afraid it will take seven or eight hundred oceans a night for such a room.
It can be seen that the treatment of Deng he's company is really good. Ordinary companies can't afford such travel expenses.
"Let's go and invite you to dinner."
Put the suitcase away and Deng he clapped his hands.
They went out and came next door. They didn't forget to invite Zhou junchu.
But Zhou junchu refused because he was busy.
"Your colleague, don't you like me very much?"
Chen Liang asked suspiciously.
He could feel the hostility under the smiling faces of the other party.
"You think you're RMB. Everyone likes it. He's a workaholic. Don't worry. Let's eat."