Chapter 72

At dinner, Xu qiaocai heard that a big event had happened to the Cheng family today.

Mr. Cheng, who is far away in London, is very angry with yesterday's news incident. He is not only angry with Cheng Jun who provoked the incident, but also very dissatisfied with Cheng Lang's practice of openly tearing his face.

But the old man is still reasonable. The big mistake of the two grandchildren is "right and wrong", and the small one is "light and heavy". It's not human to let them go together.

In the past half a year, Cheng Lang first reversed the opinions of the board of directors, refuted the "Dream Island" project, and put the group back on the right track. Then, he successfully merged with longan to contribute to the group. Compared with the credit, the negative impact of this incident can only be counted as a drop in the bucket.

Therefore, Cheng Zongyue's dissatisfaction with Cheng Lang is more about "deep love and deep responsibility". Finally, Cheng Lang coaxed Cheng Lang with a reform plan of lanschen department store. He just scolded him in private on the phone.

But Cheng Jun is not so good.

It is natural selection for the fittest to compete with others in shopping malls. However, it is a taboo to do business if one's hands and feet are like a wall and one's self destruction is due to malicious internal strife. In order to compete with Dafang, er Fang almost moved the foundation of LAN Chen. Old Master Cheng hated it very much. The reason why he preferred Cheng Lang these years also meant to make up for Dafang. Now, er Fang's grandson is following the wrong path and needs to be punished.

So Cheng Zongyue found a reason to listen to the glory, entrusted Cheng Jun with an important task, transferred him from China to develop overseas markets, and gave him a one-year deadline, saying that he was "looking forward to good news".

On the face of it, it seems that there is neither demotion nor salary reduction, which is not a severe punishment. However, Cheng Lang only parachuted to lanchen for half a year, and then he won half of the country. When Cheng Jun returns home, it may be uncertain whether he will be able to hold that position.

This can be big or small, but people in the circle have a keen sense of smell. As soon as the news gets out, someone immediately comes to flatter Cheng Lang, the future successor.

Originally tonight, Jiang Fang and Shen Dang were going to hold a celebration banquet with Cheng Lang in private, but Cheng Lang received news from Xinzhou, so he pushed an invitation and came back to deal with Xu Qiao's family affairs.

Fortunately, they used to fly all over the world, and their visas were still there. They flew to New York overnight, and then changed to New Jersey by land.

When we arrived in New Jersey more than ten hours later, it was 10:30 p.m. local time.

Xu Qiao spent the night on the plane. Because she had something to do in her heart, she didn't have a good rest. After landing, she was so sleepy that her eyelids couldn't open. When she got into the car, she relied on Cheng Lang to make up for her sleep until she was awakened by a jolt.

Cheng Lang protects her head at the first moment when the wheel sinks into the pit. She opens her sleepy eyes and whispers: "I wake you up."

All of a sudden, Xu Qiao had the illusion of being separated from others.

She remembers that a similar scene happened when she first drove to Chenglang at Xinglin Bay toll station. She heard such a sentence.

In fact, it was only half a year ago, but the tremendous changes in her life in the past half a year made her feel as if yesterday had been far away.

Life will continue, tomorrow will be a little better, but time always has only one direction.

She will no longer be the daughter of Jinlu jewelry. The Xu family will no longer have a happy family of four at the same table, and there will be no false prosperity maintained by her concession efforts.

Xu Qiao's sour eyes murmured "what a broken road". She leaned against Cheng Lang for a while and was gradually distracted by the scenery outside the window.

Before she fell asleep, there were still rows of tall buildings outside the window, but now the road is more and more slanting, the surrounding buildings are low, and the lights are more and more sparse.

Xu Qiao sat upright, lying on the windowsill, his heart half cold.

Cheng Lang like to understand her mind, nothing said, put her cool hand rub in the palm.

The car continued to drive around for a while, and the speed slowed down. The driver turned his head and said, "Mr. Cheng, it's not good to drive any further."

Xu Qiao looked up and saw a deep lane with a width of only one car. Because there were several motorcycles lying upside down, the cars couldn't drive through.

Cheng Lang nodded and said, "it may be a mess. You wait for me in the car."

"Here we are. Let's go together." Xu Qiao looked at the alley of black man, "did you take the bodyguard?"

"In the front."

"I'm afraid of nothing." Xu Qiao opened the door.

In the early spring, the temperature in New Jersey is still below zero. Xu Qiao is shivering and kicking by the cold wind.

Cheng Lang got out of the car and gathered her scarf. He put her hand into his coat pocket and led her in.

Although the alley is narrow, it is not empty and quiet. The entrance convenience store was white and customers came in and out. Further inside, in the dark corner, I don't know who threw away the flattened can, which aroused a "bang". Then there was a dirty word, and several men gathered under the street lamp to smoke burst into laughter.

Two white women who were supporting each other fell to the ground. Their feet were empty. The sound of high-heeled shoes was deep and shallow. When they accidentally stepped on the tramp lying on the side of the road, another dirty word sounded in the long alley.Xu Qiao used to be a night club frequenter walking through the streets. She had not seen such a scene before, but she was in a prosperous city with order and order.

In such an impoverished and dilapidated place, I saw these tall black and white people squatting in twos and threes, puffing smoke, rolling the dying cigarette butt of the spark at their feet at random, yelling at each other wantonly, saying that it was false not to be afraid.

But this fear, more for Xu lie.

She really can't imagine how Xu lie can work in such a place.

He used to be a golden spoon like Cheng Lang, and he grew up to be the son of heaven.

Cheng Lang takes Xu Qiao by his arm instead, and takes her away from the crowd.

Finally, we got to the end of the alley.

At the end of the bar sign only "bar" three letters, askew to hang in the door, the door reveals the dark red light.

Six white men in suits and shoes came through the alley next door, met them, opened the door for them, and told Cheng Lang in English that people were inside.

Cheng Lang takes Xu Qiao in.

breath of alcohol mixed with cheap perfume. I don't know whether it's because I didn't have a good rest or because my family didn't go out for a long time after bankruptcy. Xu Qiao felt dizzy and sore in her temples.

She tried to block out the noisy voices and music, squinted, and began to search for Xu lie's figure in the interwoven light and shadow.

The bar is not big. After looking around, there are men and women mingling with each other, but no one. Xu Qiao was about to go upstairs with Cheng Lang when she heard a sentence from the corner: "you son of bitch!"

Then, the scolding man kicked at something.

Xu Qiao this just sees clearly, the tea table side squats a young man who is picking up the wine bottle fragment.

Because of the foot in the middle of the rib, the young man took the palm of his hand to support himself when he fell on his side, and a piece of broken glass was stuck in the palm of his hand.

Xu Qiao gave a cold shiver and quickly walked over: "Xu lie!"

Six white bodyguards were on both sides, quickly opening the way for Xu Qiao and Cheng Lang.

The young man with his elbow stiff turned his head.

Xu Qiao pulled Xu lie's arm and examined his bloody mouth: "does it hurt?" Then he looked back at Cheng Lang, "give me your pocket towel."

Cheng Lang takes out the pocket towel in his suit pocket, hands it to Xu Qiao, and then goes forward.

The bodyguards swarmed up.

The man who kicked people was obviously stunned by the battle.

Cheng Lang waved his watch, glanced at each other coldly, and said to the bodyguard in English, "please send this gentleman to the police station."

In a daze, the man on the other side stood up angrily, spitting out English with an accent: "I just kicked this little beast. Where are you from?" Then he put out his hand to push.

Just as he raised his hand, the bodyguard came up and twisted his wrist. At the same time, the other five pulled out their guns.

The man cries out bitterly. Beside him, several companions stand up one after another, raise their hands to keep the surrender posture, and look at Cheng Lang with fear.

Cheng Lang glances at the opposite side lightly, nods to the bodyguard and signals to do something. He turns around and takes Xu Qiao and Xu lie out.

Xu Qiao reluctantly wrapped the wound with a pocket towel, and his eyes swept back and forth on him, as if to check whether he was injured elsewhere.

After seeing this, I noticed that he only wore a thin black sweater on a cold day. There were many deep and shallow red scratches on his neck and clavicle, and a small bruise on the corner of his mouth. It's just an exposed wound.

Xu Qiao grabs Xu lie's arm and trembles, because she is angry.

Xu lie recovered, took two steps, stopped, gently took her arm out of her hand, and her face had recovered from the trance as usual. Looking at her, she said, "Why are you here?"

The words are interrogative sentences, but the tone is indifferent.

"If I don't come, will you suffer here?" Xu Qiao raised her voice.

"I'm fine here."

Xu Qiao was angry with him and pointed to his bleeding palm: "very good?"

"It's just an accident."

Xu Qiao is too lazy to talk nonsense, and drags his arm to pull people out.

Xu lie's feet were nailed to the ground and did not move.

Cheng Lang gestured for two bodyguards and patted Xu Qiao on the shoulder: "go outside with them first."

Xu Qiao looks at Cheng Lang and sees that he winks at her.

She understood and went out with the bodyguard.

Cheng Lang looks down at Xu lie: "it's too messy here. Go out with me to deal with the wound?"

Without saying a word, Xu lie went straight back.

Cheng Lang raised his arm and said, "Mr. Xu."

Xu lie's steps pause, and seems to be a little surprised by this title.

"Last month, you were 18 years old. You can be called Mr. Xu." Cheng Lang smiles at him. "Adults have the right to decide where they are going. No one can force you to make a choice and deal with the wound. It doesn't mean that you are deprived of your personal freedom. What are you afraid of? "Xu lie did not speak.

"It's just me and your sister. We haven't contacted your mother or told your father about your current situation." Cheng Lang continued.

Xu lie raised his eyes: "if you are going to take me home, I will not go with you."

Cheng Lang can understand Xu lie's resolute attitude at the moment.

The boy, like his sister, was very proud. His heart seemed hard, but it was not.

For Xu lie, his mother took away the last money when she was in trouble at home. No matter whether he used the money or not, he always owed his father and sister.

So he did not want to be seen by Xu Qiao in his present depression, and he did not want to be Xu Qiao's oil bottle.

"You can insist on your opinion, we don't force you." Cheng Lang nodded, "it's just that you are injured now. You must ask the doctor to check it carefully. The things here are not clean. If you are infected with something, then you will lose your freedom. "

Xu lie was silent and finally turned to walk towards the door.

Cheng Lang went back with him along the same way. When he got close to the entrance of the alley, he stopped and said, "turn right in front of me and there will be a clinic. I will go there myself."

"Do you have money?" Cheng Lang asked.

Xu lie didn't make a sound.

"If I give you money now, you'll have to come back to me for paying it back." Cheng Lang made an analysis for him, "why don't you go to a nearby hotel with me first, and I'll directly invite a private doctor to come to my home. My doctor will pay by monthly salary, and there's no need to add extra money to deal with such injuries."

If it wasn't for the untimely mood and situation, Xu lie might question whether he had cheated his elder sister step by step?

Xu lie frowns at Cheng Lang.

Cheng Lang glanced at his thin sweater and asked, "is it cold?"

Xu lie probably thinks that the brother-in-law to be is going to take off his coat for him. Just as he is about to shake his head, he suddenly sees Cheng Lang pointing to the black car not far away.

He went as he expected, and saw Xu Qiao standing outside the car with her arms in her arms, shaking and stamping her feet in place, rubbing her hands and breathing fog in her mouth.

"You're not cold, your sister is." Cheng Lang said, "when she heard about you, she flew over for more than ten hours in a row. Up to now, she hasn't closed her eyes or eaten a few meals. She has hypoglycemia, you should know

Xu lie and his silence confrontation for a moment, finally in Xu Qiao make a sneeze, bite teeth toward the car.

Xu Qiao looks at the two people coming here and sends a "perfect" eye signal with Cheng Lang.

The bitter meat scheme is really a good one. No wonder Cheng Lang used to make it so smooth.

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after taking Xu lie to the hotel, the doctor also arrived.

Of course, Cheng Lang doesn't even arrange private doctors everywhere in the United States. This kind of home visit is another price.

Maybe Xu lie also knew that he was cheating himself, so he didn't speak all the way.

It's not until I walk into the hotel suite and ask a doctor, that the atmosphere is not so stiff.

Cheng Lang accompanies the doctor to bandage Xu lie's wound in the living room. Xu Qiao calls the front desk of the hotel to make a reservation.

The wound was quickly treated properly, and it didn't matter. When the doctor left, the hotel waiter just came to deliver the meal.

Cheng Lang takes advantage of the situation and asks Xu lie to accompany Xu Qiao to eat before leaving.

The three sat down at the dining table in the living room.

Xu lie is still silent. He refuses to talk and eats spaghetti. Maybe he wants to finish it quickly, so Cheng Lang won't have an excuse to stay.

As soon as the noodles on his plate reached the bottom, Cheng Lang picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Xu Qiao on the opposite side: "baby, can you buy me some time? I need to have a man to man conversation with your brother. "

no one in the world can escape Cheng Lang's mouth.

Xu Qiao thought about it and gave him an "OK" expression bag. She raised her hand to take the dish with tomato juice. When she got it, she loosened her hand and splashed the dish with sauce on Xu lie's skirt.

Xu lie for this sudden heart cool a Leng, raised his head.

"Oh dear!" Xu Qiao chagrined to pull the napkin, to give him wipe, "sister hypoglycemia committed did not take steady!"

Xu lie frowned to block her hand and took the paper towel himself.

Cheng Lang looked at his miserable situation: "go to the bathroom to wash."

"But his hand is hurt. He can't touch it with water." Xu Qiao answers.

"I'll take him to deal with it." Cheng Lang got up and patted Xu lie on the shoulder

Xu lie follows Cheng Lang into the bathroom. When he closes the door, he sighs: "her acting is still so bad."