Xia Houwu walked out of the study. His parents both looked at him cautiously and asked, "Xiao Wu. What are you going to do?"
"Nothing." Xia Houwu waved his hand and strode out.
The couple looked at each other and guessed what their precious son was thinking.
"We should go find Zhao Chuan." His father said slowly.
"Alas. Silly son." His mother sighed. There was a look of emotion on his face.
…
Boom boom.
Xia Houwu slammed the office door with all his strength. The employees passing by looked surprised. But when they found out that it was Xia Houwu who knocked on the door, they just smiled knowingly but didn't care. Not obstructive either.
After knocking for a long time, Zhao Chuan opened the door. Have a smile on your face.
"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Xia Houwu walked into the room with ease, sat on the sofa panting, grabbed Zhao Chuan's tea cup and took a big sip, and asked. "Didn't you receive Lao Yan's text message?"
Zhao Chuan closed the door, walked to the opposite side of Xia Houwu, and then slowly sat down. Pushing the fruit plate on the coffee table, he smiled and said: "Eat some fruit first. If you have anything to say, please tell me slowly."
When Xia Houwu saw this, he almost jumped up in anger: "Zhao Chuan! What the hell do you mean?"
Zhao Chuan saw Xia Houwu angry, but he lit a cigarette with a calm expression. It is less easy-going than before, but more dignified.
He took a deep breath from the cigarette and asked with flat eyes: "I don't mean anything. What about you? What do you mean?"
"I mean, what are you going to do?" Xia Houwu asked. Eyes red.
"I have a meeting at noon. I have to accompany my boss on a business trip in the afternoon. I won't be able to return to Beijing until a week later." Zhao Chuanyan explained his schedule for the coming week concisely and comprehensively.
"That's it?" Xia Houwu breathed heavily. Clench your fists.
"That's it." Zhao Chuan nodded.
"Fuck you!" Xia Houwu punched Zhao Chuan in the face across the coffee table. said angrily. "I misjudged you!"
After that, he turned around and left.
"Xiao Wu!"
Zhao Chuan, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, pulled Xia Houwu and said calmly: "Sit down."
"I have nothing to say to you!" Xia Houwu pushed Zhao Chuan away with all his strength.
"But I must tell you." Zhao Chuan said in a low voice. "sit down."
Xia Houwu was so angry that he glared at Zhao Chuan fiercely. But he finally sat down.
He and Zhao Chuan have known each other for many years. Besides Yan Dengkui, Zhao Chuan is his best friend. In fact, the two of them spent more time together than with Yan Dengkui.
"Are you coming from home?" Zhao Chuan lit another cigarette. The one just now was knocked away by Xiahou Wu.
"Nonsense." Xia Houwu said angrily.
"Your parents didn't stop you?" Zhao Chuan continued to ask. Speak softly.
"Nonsense." Xia Houwu's eyes turned red.
"Then do you know why they didn't stop you?" Zhao Chuan pursed his lips and said.
"Why?" Xia Houwu asked.
"Because they know you will come to me. And I won't let you mess around." Zhao Chuan said calmly.
"What are you talking about?" Xia Houwu asked. "Is it rude to stand up for my brother?"
Hearing this, Zhao Chuan's lips curled up with a trace of ridicule: "Do you have the ability to help him? Do you know what level of competition this is? Do you think your relative who works in the Discipline Inspection Commission can help him? Or do you plan to spend money to kill him? How much money do you have? More than Lin Chaotian?"
Xia Houwu was questioned and calmed down a little: "But at least I won't ignore death! It all depends on man!"
"Will you die without saving me?" Zhao Chuan asked in return. "Will he die? To be more serious, he will at most be Shuanggui and lose the right to inherit the Yan family. And this is already an established fact. Unless Mr. Yan takes action. If he doesn't take action, no matter how you and I jump up and down, there will be nothing. Meaning. If he takes action, there is no need for us to take action. Can you settle this account?"
Xia Houwu stared at Zhao Chuan blankly for a long time before he gritted his teeth and said, "Zhao Chuan, you are so damn cold-blooded!"
"Cold-blooded?" Zhao Chuan's eyes narrowed and he asked. "Xiao Wu. On the other hand, if you are the one who is in trouble today, will he help you? Don't be impulsive and don't be carried away. Based on your understanding of him, do you think he will risk being pulled into the water and ask you for help? Lend a helping hand?”
Xiahou Wu sat on the sofa in a daze. I pondered for a long time.
I don't know how long it took, but Xia Houwu raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Chuan: "What about you? Can you? Will you lend a helping hand?"
"I won't help him." Zhao Chuan shook his head lightly. "But I'll help you."
"You are so hypocritical!" Xia Houwu mocked. "If it were me who was in trouble now, maybe he would say the same thing to him, right?"
Zhao Chuan suddenly laughed strangely, took a puff of smoke and said: "Xiao Wu, we have been friends for so many years. When have you ever been in trouble, I wasn't the first one to rush out? Do you still remember the first time your investment failed? I dare not tell my family. Who helped you settle the matter? Do you know how much effort I spent to recover the money you were defrauded? What was Yan Dengkui doing at that time? He was fighting with a bunch of young men Playing mahjong all night long! The bottom is one million!"
Xiahou Wu was stunned.
Sitting on the sofa with a confused face.
"Xiao Wu. I'm not asking for credit. I just want to tell you that Yan Dengkui and we are not the same. Even though we often hang out together and have a good friendship, it is only to support each other. Once a disaster strikes, he will not help you. You There is no need to help him. The most essential difference is that if you are in trouble, he is able to help you. But if he is in trouble, you are not able to help him." Zhao Chuan refilled his cigarette and forced a forced smile on his face. "Over the years, you and I have worked for him, running errands and doing odd jobs. You are out for friendship, and I am out for profit. Mutual benefit. On weekdays, you act as his little brother and lead the way. I won't say anything. I won't persuade you. . Because it won’t do you much harm. But this time, even if you break off our relationship with me, I won’t allow you to help him. You can’t help him. He’s not worth your risk.”
Zhao Chuan put out his cigarette and rubbed his stiff face. Seeing Xia Houwu falling into a painful struggle. He felt cruel in his heart, pursed his lips and said: "Why is Yu Fei willing to be cannon fodder for Xiao Zheng? How long have they known each other? How smart is Yu Fei? How long have we known him? Why don't I help him? Even symbolically Not willing at all? Xiao Wu, in your eyes, am I really that cold-blooded?"
Xia Houwu opened his mouth with difficulty and looked at Zhao Chuan: "But I can't help myself."
"If you must go," Zhao Chuan said calmly. "I'll accompany you."
Xia Houwu's body trembled suddenly. There was a hint of bitterness on the corner of his lips: "Why?"
"You are my brother." Zhao Chuan said every word. "But he's not."