Probably because Wei Zhiyuan's appearance was so downcast that even Mr. Zhang was moved.
He thought about it, his younger brother looked desolate just after returning from herding cattle, and returned to the big family of the motherland from the old overseas society all the way, how could he be disturbed to enjoy the warmth of the family? So it was rare for Mr. Zhang to retreat knowingly.
In Mr. Zhang's long life, he has known the word "knowledge", and the frequency is no higher than that of Halley's comet dragging its big tail and appearing in the night sky.
The appearance of Wei Zhiyuan was like the Guanyin Bodhisattva who rescued the suffering, and immediately drove away a group of demons and ghosts. Sanpang suggested that the three of them find a place to sit.
Wei Qian turned his head and explained a few words to Xiao Fei. Finally, his eyes turned to the two guys from the project budget. The terrifying Wei Dong suddenly showed a hideous and terrifying smile like a vampire.
"Tomorrow we have to apply for a Nobel Prize for those two children." Wei Dong said lightly.
Xiaofei asked calmly, "Oh, which award?"
Director Wei: "Special award for embarrassment."
After he said those words, under the terrified eyes of the two young men, he walked away with his hands in his pockets.
As if bullying this group of unlucky children could restore a little pathetic balance to the extreme embarrassment just now.
San Pang walked around Wei Zhiyuan's pickup truck, kicked the tires, and reached out to scrape the rust on the door: "It doesn't look useful, but it's pretty strong."
"I just got off the highway. I checked it before I got on the highway." Wei Zhiyuan took off the torn straw hat and held it in his hand, glanced at Wei Qian, and put down his rolled up sleeves uncomfortably, "Hey, brother."
Wei Qian took a look, well, the remaining teeth are still white.
Wei Qian has been sitting in the position of the soul of the company for many years. He was young when he was born, and it would be even more shameful if he blasphemed. Therefore, he has long since cultivated a city man who is indifferent to emotions and anger. What kind of ups and downs, but his face still recovered quickly after a brief gaffe, and now he just nodded flatly: "Well, have you eaten yet?"
Wei Zhiyuan: "No, I haven't taken care of it today."
Wei Qian reached out and patted Wei Zhiyuan's back: "Then let's go."
In third-tier cities, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, this area is full of drunken gold-selling caves.
The three of them walked to a restaurant and went in to find a small secluded room.
Wei Qian took the menu without asking other people's opinions. He went through it from beginning to end, ordered within five minutes, then threw the menu and said to the waiter: "Except for serving, you don't have to come in if anyone calls you. Come on, give me another bowl of millet porridge—there’s no porridge? Then go to the porridge shop across the street and buy me a bowl.”
San Pang quit and began to protest: "Why is this kid's favorite food, what about mine?"
Wei Qian raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "I ate all day today, isn't it enough for you, old man?"
San Pang: "Do you have a conscience, can you drink your stomach full of wine? Isn't it all to block you? Then who - little girl, serve me a plate of braised pork."
Wei Qian turned his head and sneered lightly: "Merge similar items."
Wei Zhiyuan soon discovered that after so many years, his brother looked not much different except that his aura was more regenerated and his attire more dog-like. Knowing how to speak human language, he recalled that from the time we met until now, except for Mr. Zhang, an outsider, Wei Qian has basically never been polite to anyone.
The eldest brother probably didn't react when he saw him at first glance, and this will come back. Wei Zhiyuan had a premonition that the opponent's firepower was coming soon—he couldn't help being a little bit masochistic in front of Wei Qian, because he knew Wei Qian's bad attitude has always been distinct from the inside and outside, and the continuous damage and sarcasm have almost become some kind of his unique way of expressing intimacy.
Sure enough, Wei Qian took a sip of tea, looked Wei Zhiyuan up and down, and asked with a frown, "Why did you return the money I sent you? You won't pretend to be a black slave to work in an illegal farm, will you?"
Wei Zhiyuan was willing to be bullied by him, his eyes seemed to be stuck on Wei Qian's body, and he refused to tear them off.
Wei Zhiyuan said: "It's a long story - Hong Kong is the first place I go back to China. Isn't that place full of tourists from all over the world, and there are currency exchange points everywhere? It's enough to exchange money as you go, but I ended up staying in Hong Kong for a short time. For a week, I forgot about exchanging money, and went to Taiwan. It was almost eleven o’clock in the evening when I landed at Taoyuan Airport, and all the places where money can be exchanged at the airport were closed. I just remembered that there is no Taiwan dollar, even the airport bus. I couldn’t even buy tickets. Fortunately, I met a sunset group from Taichung. A few aunts saw me pitifully, so they took me back to Taichung. I stayed at his house for a few days, and the warm hospitality was a little bit small. It’s a shame, they happen to have an orchard in their house, so I went to help people for a few days, and when I came out, I posted this kind of virtue.”
What's the matter? Wei Qian said in his heart, the heaviest job my mother asked you to do was to clean the windows during the festivals. Did I send you out just to make you come back to work as a part-time worker in the orchard
With a stern face, he said with a strange expression: "Oh, I said, why don't you go home after returning to China? It turns out that the family is too small to accommodate you, a returnee doctor, right?"
San Pang interjected, "Hey, Qian'er, can you rest for a while, wait until he's full? Xiaoyuan, you too, didn't even say hello when you came back."
When he said this, he paused for a moment, glanced at Wei Qian, and tentatively asked Wei Zhiyuan hesitantly and vaguely: "Is it because I don't want to see someone? Haha, it can't be me, third brother?"
Wei Zhiyuan raised his head, looked at him without any hesitation, with a little smile, but without haze, he said bluntly: "Well, I was ignorant back then, and the third brother did it for my brother and me. .”
San Pang didn't expect that he would dare to speak out in front of Wei Qian, and was immediately taken aback.
However, when Wei Qian heard the voice, he immediately guessed something in his heart. He lowered his head and twirled his teacup with his fingers, but didn't show anything, so as not to embarrass the three of them.
"I'm not going home." Wei Zhiyuan changed the subject nonchalantly, "We're doing something over there. I'm on a business trip, and I rented that car. I'm going home on the way. I was thinking of telling my brother, just meet you"
He remembered something, and his expression became a little weird: "What's wrong with you."
San Pang immediately ignored what he said just now, and waved his hands again and again: "Don't talk nonsense! It's the old boy surnamed Zhang who is not serious. We were dragged over by him. He planned to run away without even making a show. I, I, I, I am a decent person with a family, don't slander my innocence."
Wei Zhiyuan laughed out loud.
Wei Qian has never heard Wei Zhiyuan smile so brightly, and it is rare that he can be so talkative with Sanpang, let alone Wei Zhiyuan is willing to be taken back by a group of strangers who met by chance in a strange place without any grievances. Home.
In his impression, Xiao Zai was like a little beast with fried hair since he was a child, always wary of the world with anxiety, even if he really had no money because he forgot to change it, based on Wei Qian's understanding of him, Most likely, Wei Zhiyuan would find a random place at the airport to make do for the night, and wait until he got to work the next morning.
Wei Qian suddenly discovered that the boy who jumped and got awkward with him back then, and left with a face of grief as if he was about to die, had grown up silently in a place where he could not see.
The dishes were served one after another, and Wei Zhiyuan didn't know how long he hadn't had a serious meal. When the wind swept through the air, the other two present couldn't help but think of his youthful days when he ate a few big bowls of rice.
"I ate a piece of dry bread in the morning, and I didn't bother to eat it at noon. I've been hungry until now." Wei Zhiyuan explained, "Brother, why did you only have two mouthfuls of porridge, and the food became thinner?"
San Pang: "Leave him alone, he is almost becoming an old monk with a pure heart and asceticism. He doesn't eat this or that. He cooks vegetables and leaves and drinks porridge all day at home. It's called 'health'. You say he Are you sick or not? The old bear occasionally sneaks out and puts on a hat to have a meal."
Wei Qian rolled his eyes at him: "Yeah, that's why I don't have a third grade."
He looked at Sanpang who was stuffing a large piece of braised pork into his mouth, and said with a sad face: "I said, Brother San, you should grow some snacks. The fat under the skin is thick enough for one person, and mosquitoes are all over the place in summer." I won’t bite you—I’m afraid my mouth will be broken and folded inside.”
To such a vicious evaluation, San Pang's response was to pull a large piece of fat and thin meat over, and ate it with his mouth.
"This is a bit overkill," Wei Zhiyuan said, wiped his hands, peeled a prawn and put it on a small plate in front of Wei Qian, "But my brother knows how to take care of his body, I am very relieved, and he didn't answer the phone. The sound of the sound scared me to death, I booked all the tickets back then, and I returned after hearing that the third brother said it was all right."
Wei Qian didn't say anything, just picked it up and ate it.
Seeing this, San Fatty quickly followed suit, made a big piece of oily and trembling meat, and pretended to throw it into Wei Qian's plate: "Eat this, this is delicious!"
Wei Qian: "Get lost."
San Pang, who was treated differently, felt that he had been hurt, so he withdrew his chopsticks and ate it by himself: "Then what bites who, you don't know good people."
At this time, Wei Zhiyuan seemed to remember something, and suddenly frowned and asked Wei Qian: "No, according to the third brother, haven't you found someone to take care of you in these years?"
Wei Qian: ""
The flesh on San Pang's face trembled, and he gave a dry laugh: "Young man, you really can't open any pot and lift any pot, and you hit the heart when you open your mouth, alas, you should eat more vegetables."
The expression on Wei Zhiyuan's face became a little complicated in an instant, his eyes lit up suddenly, his expression changed a few times, and finally he settled on a feeling of distress.
San Pang hurriedly said: "Yes, why don't we let them open a bottle of the bar? Let Xiao Yuan catch the wind, Xiao Yuan, do you want to drink?"
As soon as Wei Qian heard the word "wine", his whole head circled three times: "Fuck you, haven't you had enough?"
Wei Zhiyuan also waved his hand: "No, third brother, I'm starving to death, let me eat more, I have to drive later."
Immediately, he tilted his head and glanced at Wei Qian, there was something inexplicable in his eyes, as if his eyes had been electrified, and he swept over Wei Qian modestly: "Besides, I haven't reached my concentration yet, I've had too much to drink. Afraid of being drunk and having sex after drinking."
San Pang didn't realize what kind of rhythm this was for a moment, he was just dumbfounded.
Wei Qian's face darkened, and he threw his chopsticks on the spot, and the two chopsticks jumped up and fell to the ground with a crash: "Wei Zhiyuan!"
Wei Zhiyuan quickly gave him a pair of new ones: "I'm just kidding, I'm just kidding, brother, don't be angry, don't ignore me for another year, yes, so what, I'm making something with a few friends now, what do you have?" Interested in listening? Welcome to invest.”
"I don't talk to each other for a year" or something, making jokes like this on the spot, and the three fat guys who turned their faces on the spot because of a single sentence from Chairman Wei are now almost certain that something must have happened before Wei Zhiyuan went abroad that he didn't know. The fat man had thousands of words in his heart, and finally gathered them into two words - "Fuck".
He changed all kinds of weird expressions ferociously like facial muscle necrosis, and finally, he looked at Wei Qian, then at Wei Zhiyuan, and had no choice but to come out to block the gunhole under the terrible atmosphere, and said with a dry smile: "Okay, tell me." .”
Wei Zhiyuan immediately went downhill and said what they were doing now - a few of their classmates started, they are recruiting a large group of people, and they are making a road online game. There are various roads based on scenery from all over the world, and they are opened randomly. On the secondary map, players need to supply and repair vehicles at any time. In order to obtain supplies and upgrades, various plots and tasks will be triggered.
"I'm planning a map of China, so I ran through all the important 'supply points' set up in the three places on both sides of the strait." Wei Zhiyuan said, "In the various sub-centers of the 'supply points', the attitude of the npc is set. A set of random numbers conforming to a certain distribution has been determined, which means that players may encounter 'good guys' or 'bad guys', all by luck. Now we have also contacted a few friends who study sociology, Explore the possibility of plot development under some extreme settings."
Wei Qian calmed down a bit, paused, and asked, "What is your position and what is your value? Let's hear it."
Wei Zhiyuan: "Positioning office workers who are tired of working from 9 to 5 and good students who don't skip classes. People who live a long-term and unchanging life are easy to get bored with daily life. We simulate a world of sea and sky for them—the specific planning book is in my car. Here, I will show it to you later, tomorrow I will drive to City A, and then go home from City A, the task of this trip will be completed."
Hearing that what he said sounded like that, San Pang felt relieved: "Okay, brother, it's interesting."
Wei Qian asked, "When I said I would invest in you before, why would you rather knock on other people's doors one by one instead of telling me?"
Wei Zhiyuan picked up the bowl, drank the last sip of soup, smiled at him, showing two small white canine teeth: "I was not confident at that time, but now we are looking for partners all over the world, brother, please join us, we will have a happy cooperation .”
Wei Zhiyuan did what he said, and he was about to leave soon. It seemed that meeting Wei Qian by chance did not affect his planned itinerary except for a meal. Wei Qian took out the house key from his pocket and gave it to him. When leaving, he asked Wei Zhiyuan: "Xiaobao is shooting an advertisement in city a right now, you can go and see her when you have time, there is something wrong with the project department, I have to go and take a look, you can go home by yourself .”
Wei Zhiyuan: "Okay, I'll wait for you to go home."
He said that he took out a string of beads from his bag and put them on Wei Qian's hand: "This is the leftovers of a sour branch I asked someone for. It's worthless, but there are a total of 108 beads." , all hand-ground by myself, for you to play with.”
Wei Zhiyuan said, lightly squeezed Wei Qian's hand as if there was nothing there, then turned and left.
Wei Qian and San Pang watched him drive away in a small pickup truck, and San Pang finally couldn't help asking Wei Qian, "Brother, what does this mean? Do you know what he did to you?"
Wei Qian lowered his eyes, distracted for a while: "Yeah."
San Pang let out a long sigh, feeling that there was a mess in front of him, and Wei Zhiyuan who came back this time made him feel even more confusing. Pick it up.
Three fat: "Then what do you think?"
"Ridiculous." Wei Qian answered him like this, but he didn't take off the beads on his wrist.
He said, picking up a cigarette and taking out his phone as he walked.
Sanpang heard him call his subordinates in a slow but chilling tone: "The facade is anti-alkali? Note, now I know I'm in a hurry? Ladies and gentlemen, you are really good at it, how about waterproofing?" Made it? What do the people who accept the project eat? How to deal with it? Let the relevant responsible people line up and lick, dry, and clean the wall for me.”
It seemed that the rare human touch in him disappeared as Wei Zhiyuan walked away.
Suddenly, an unbelievable thought came to Sanpang's mind: Is his own life or secular ethics important
Immediately, San Pang shook his head vigorously, feeling that he was simply crazy.
Besides Wei Zhiyuan, he arrived in City A soon, and contacted Xiaobao according to the number Wei Qian gave.
Song Xiaobao and a male model who was filming an advertisement together were waiting for him at the intersection of the highway. As soon as he saw Wei Zhiyuan, Xiaobao let his male companion drive the car back, got into Wei Zhiyuan's car by himself, and cried loudly at first After crying, she resumed her chattering nature, Wei Zhiyuan took her to dinner, and she babbled all the way.
Wei Qian was the one she talked the most. Every time she heard something about that person, Wei Zhiyuan stopped interrupting and just listened quietly, feeling that her memories that had been blank for more than four years were filling up little by little in Xiaobao's narrative. Complete.
In the end, Xiaobao reluctantly returned to the set, and Wei Zhiyuan found a hotel to stay and planned to go home the next day.
He took a shower, sat down at the table, took out a tattered cowhide from his luggage, and wrote down the date.
"I didn't expect to see him in that situation. Even though there were countless people and voices around me, I recognized him immediately. For more than four years, I tried my best to make myself appear calm and do my best. When I went back to see him about my business, I didn't expect that there would always be so many surprises.
I just realized that I miss him so much.
At first, in that situation, I was really angry, not jealous, but how could he treat himself so perfunctorily? I bit the tip of my tongue until the blood came out before I calmed down. It turned out that he was also forced. It seemed that in order to get away, he indirectly caused a funny accident.
I was a little apprehensive, and felt unreasonably apprehensive. I had already made up my mind, but I still couldn't face him calmly.
Probably if you can be calm, it is not a deep love, right
I think I've found something to focus on for the next period: making my current job beautiful, and, getting my people. "
He said that he sat quietly under the lamp for a while, and gave himself ten minutes of introspection.
After completing all the homework for this day, he changed into sports clothes and went to the hotel's own gym for routine exercise. Thinking that he would be able to go home the next day, Wei Zhiyuan kept smiling until he lay down. of.
Xiaobao packed a box of low-sugar and low-fat desserts to share with colleagues. Alex, the mixed-race male model who drove her, said at first that he wanted to keep in shape, but refused to eat it. He knocked on her door again in the middle of the night. Poor Xixi clutching his stomach and begging for it.
Xiaobao: "You're only good at this, I know, I left a piece for you, come in and eat."
The tall and handsome Alex was moved to the point of tears, and said, "Lili, you are my daughter."
Alex is a pure comrade, and a very upright and pure zero, he will never be an idiot, he has deep facial features, and he is cheap and shameless.
"Is that your brother in the afternoon?" Alex asked while eating, "Oh fuck, that body shape, that looks tsk tsk."
Xiao Bao picked up the drying rack and slapped him hard behind his back: "I'm warning you, little gay, don't think of my little brother, or I won't kill you."
It didn't hurt for her to beat someone, Alex didn't take it seriously, he bent his back and let her beat him, but said in his mouth: "Little girl, do you think your brother is straight? He looks like me, innocent kid."
Song Xiaobao: "You fart!"
Alex: "Hahahaha, yes, it stinks."
His reaction made Xiao Bao's heart skip a beat—Alex was only serious when he was joking, and he always had such a foolish attitude when he was telling the truth.
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The author has something to say: note that the facade is anti-alkali: the phenomenon of white crystals on the exterior wall of the building due to improper waterproofing
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