Li Wei went back to the TV station to deal with some work matters. Because he had just had a gastroscopy, he was afraid that he would not be able to appear on the show in the next few days. Li Wei found the leader to communicate and coordinate on this issue.
"Then you'll take a week off. I'll give you a rotation and come back to work when you're well." The leader approved leave for Li Wei without saying a word.
Li Wei expressed his gratitude to the leader for his understanding.
After she came out of the leader's office, she met Hu Meijuan who was getting ready to get off work.
Hu Meijuan asked with a smile: "It's Valentine's Day tomorrow. Are you going to ask for leave to celebrate Valentine's Day?"
"What's the holiday? I'm taking sick leave."
"Sick leave?" Hu Meijuan then remembered that Li Wei went to the emergency room on the night of the 29th, and couldn't help but express some concern. Li Wei said: "I have a stomach problem. I'm taking this medicine. I won't come back to work until I feel more stable."
Hu Meijuan said hurriedly: "Then you have a good rest. I will go shopping with you later."
Li Wei received a call from Li Jianbo.
"Wei Wei, I might not get off work until later. You and Jiang Yunfeng can go there first and then go to the nearby supermarket to buy something for dinner. Let's do dinner after I get back."
"Okay, but second brother, I've only been to your place once, and I'm not very familiar with the direction."
"Then listen carefully. I'll tell you the detailed address and ask Jiang Yunfeng to take you there. If you're not feeling well, don't drive by yourself."
Li Wei wrote down the address in his notebook.
After hanging up the phone, she called Jiang Yunfeng: "When can you come over?"
"Where are you coming from?"
"TV station."
"Okay, wait for me for half an hour."
Li Wei hadn't turned off the computer yet. She checked the route online and took notes. Later, I casually browsed the news on the website, and there was a news item in a prominent position on the entertainment page, which read, "Celebrity Zhao Qian is suspected of having a romance with the new generation actress Chu Shanshan over drama." There was also a picture next to it. Although the man Wearing a hat and fully armed, it is not difficult to tell that it is indeed Zhao Qian. Zhao Qian put his hand on a woman's shoulder. The two of them were coming out of a glass door, and they happened to be photographed by the entertainment reporter.
Li Wei's eyes stayed on this news for only a second, and he quickly scrolled the mouse to browse other news events, as if they had nothing to do with her.
Jiang Yunfeng said he would come over in half an hour, but he made Li Wei wait for nearly an hour. When the two met, Jiang Yunfeng didn't give Li Wei any explanation.
Following the route Li Wei checked, it was easier to get on Muma Avenue. Before rushing to their residence, Li Wei and Jiang Yunfeng went to a nearby large supermarket. Li Wei was busy going to the fresh food department to buy food for dinner. Jiang Yunfeng came over and asked Li Wei: "Does your second brother like smoking or drinking?"
"I don't know much about this." After all, they had been separated for ten years. She was a young boy when she left, so what it was like when she returned was already unfamiliar to her.
Jiang Yunfeng took it upon himself to buy some high-end tobacco, wine and tea as a gift for the visit.
After buying the ingredients, I went to my residence.
When Jiang Yunfeng saw the white building, he was stunned for a moment: "Your second brother lives in such a big villa?"
"yes."
"Is your family very rich?"
"Just an ordinary family."
Jiang Yunfeng was even more confused. Li Jianbo, who looked young, was really capable of earning such a big villa. Such a big house is probably worth one or two million.
Li Wei entered the password and the door opened. Jiang Yunfeng did not drive the car to the underground garage, but parked it on the lawn in front of the house. It is actually more appropriate to say it is a lawn than a barren lawn.
Li Wei put part of the large amount of food he bought into the refrigerator. Seeing that it was still early, he took the initiative to clean up the house for his second brother. It took an hour and a half to clean up the hall and kitchen on the first floor.
It was already half past seven when Li Jianbo came back. He saw the light coming from the window. For the first time, he felt that he was going home. Someone was waiting for him at home, so his steps became more hurried. As soon as we arrived at the gate, the familiar aroma of food wafted out.
"I'm really sorry. I came back to cook, but in the end I have to trouble you." Li Jianbo rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen, only to see Li Wei busy alone under the lamp, chopping vegetables and taking care of the food in the pot. vegetable.
"The food will be on the table in about ten minutes. Second brother just got home and rested for a while."
"Where's Jiang Yunfeng? He didn't come with you?"
"He's probably upstairs."
Li Jianbo thought that the kitchen was so busy, and Jiang Yunfeng didn't want to come to help? He turned around and went upstairs, where Jiang Yunfeng was lying comfortably on the sofa, watching TV comfortably.
Jiang Yunfeng heard the footsteps and did not get up, still maintaining the paralyzed posture.
"Hey, second brother, your TV is really big. It's great to watch programs. The images are also very clear. This TV must cost a lot of money."
"I don't know very well." Li Jianbo's tone was a little cold.
"Well, you don't know. I saw it was a Japanese brand. I estimate that such a big TV would only cost ten thousand or twenty thousand."
Li Jianbo ignored Jiang Yunfeng and went back to his room to change into comfortable home clothes. When he came out, the food was on the table.
"It seems like you can't even eat the dishes you put in a lot of effort to prepare. Why are you still working so hard?" Li Jianbo looked at the dishes on the table. They were all his favorite dishes in the past. It was difficult for his sister to still remember them.
"It's okay, I'll drink millet porridge later. It's rare for me to cook for my second brother, so don't feel bad about it."
Li Wei had never cooked for Jiang Yunfeng with his own hands. After Jiang Yunfeng saw the food on the table, he smiled and said to Li Jianbo: "Our anchor Li is still a virtuous person. It seems that I will be lucky in the future."
"So cherish it." The two sat opposite each other. Jiang Yunfeng took out a bottle of high-end red wine he bought before and opened it, intending to have a good drink with his future uncle.
Li Wei couldn't eat these dishes, so he didn't serve them at the table.
"Second brother, I heard that you are a returnee from overseas. Which country were you in before?"
Li Jianbo ate the food and drank the wine and said, "America, I stayed there for ten years."
"Oh, it's far enough away. Some of my college classmates also went to the United States for development and worked on Wall Street. I heard that they don't plan to return to China. Why do you want to come back?"
"To build the medical industry of the motherland."
Jiang Yunfeng heard this joke, but he still gave Li Jianbo a thumbs-up: "You have really high ideological consciousness. You are a good young man trained by socialism."
When Li Wei came up, he saw the two of them talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was good. The two chatted about work, and naturally also talked about the 9/11 incident that had just passed. Li Wei interjected: "When I saw this report on TV, it didn't scare me to death. My family kept asking me to find a way to get in touch with you. But I didn't have your contact information, so I had to ask the ambassador for help. After being worried for several days, we were relieved when we learned from the embassy that your name was not there. "
Li Jianbo looked at Li Wei with gentle eyes: "How can something happen to me? I will take care of myself outside. I didn't expect that I would make you worry."
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