Wang Yincheng felt very unhappy after leaving the Huarong International building. He took a taxi back to the newspaper office. When he returned to the office, he found that the atmosphere in the office was different. The door of Lao Liu's office was only closed.
A little girl ran over with a teacup and reminded in a low voice: "The boss is mad, Xiaoye and Shaozi just had a fight."
Wang Yincheng raised his eyebrows and nodded to show that he understood. He did not go back to the office, but walked directly to Lao Liu's office, knocked on the door and entered.
Ye Anning and Shao Zhiwen were sitting at the conference table in front of the desk with their heads pressed against each other, each sitting on one side and ignoring the other. Old Liu was sitting behind his desk, holding a teacup with his brows furrowed, seeing Wang When Yin Chengcai came back, he couldn't help but complain: "You're back! I'm done with all my talk! It's up to you to take care of the people under your command!"
Wang Yincheng did not sit at the conference table, but sat directly on a chair in front of Lao Liu's desk. He looked up at the two people: "Who speaks first?"
Ye Anning opened her mouth and took a deep breath silently. Before she could say anything, Shao Zhiwen said directly: "You sent me an email this morning about Liu Heng's interview. I was doing it as you asked, but Editor Ye came over and asked me to help. The report on financial investigation. I rejected it. In the afternoon, Editor Ye used a question answered by Liu Heng in the manuscript as a burden for chatting in the whole office. I reminded it, and then we started to quarrel."
Wang Yincheng looked at Ye Anning, and Ye Anning raised his head: "Yes, I asked Shao Zhiwen to do financial research. I told Editor Wang this morning. As for the afternoon, I didn't say much to begin with, just in the editorial department. I mentioned it by chance, I just said it casually!"
Wang Yincheng looked at her calmly: "What did you say?"
Ye Anning thought for a while: "Hua Rong's overseas market has been shrinking recently. Editor Chen said that he was afraid of being trapped in the stock, so I told him that Liu Heng had a purpose, so don't sell it."
Shao Zhiwen looked sideways at Ye Anning and smiled sarcastically: "Isn't it more? Hua Rong is planning to hold shares in Kowloon. Is that what you said?"
"Okay." Wang Yincheng interrupted and looked at Ye Anning and Shao Zhiwen, "What Xiao Shao should do is all assigned by the department. Bian Ye, you'd better pay attention to it in the future. You don't have to worry about what work he has to do. . As for Hua Rong's shareholding in Kowloon..." This time Wang Yincheng looked straight at Ye Anning with a particularly serious expression, "If this news is published in other newspapers and magazines or in other sections of our newspaper tomorrow, I will ask for a deduction from you. Monthly salary!" Ye Anning was only an editor and knew the importance of channel information. She had nothing to say to refute, but she felt uncomfortable. She felt that Wang Yincheng was favoring Shao Zhiwen, so she retorted and muttered in a low voice: "He even has a son. , what is this..."
Ye Anning's voice was so low that neither Old Liu nor Shao Zhiwen paid attention. However, Wang Yincheng heard every word keenly. He paused, stood up, turned around and said to Old Liu, "Let's do this first."
Lao Liu nodded, holding the tea cup casually.
How many people know that Liu Heng has a son? After Wang Yincheng returned to his office, he kept thinking about this question.
After that, he specifically searched for Chen Jiao on the Internet. Chen Jiao said: "Very few people know about this matter. The media has made a fuss about it once before, but Liu Heng suppressed it and then let it go."
Wang Yincheng went out in the afternoon, and his work piled up again. He looked at his work schedule and planned to finish a few recent columns.
A few hours later, it was time to get off work again. Wang Yincheng looked at his watch. He didn't know when Liu Heng would come to see him, so he simply didn't leave work and continued working.
Colleagues in the office were getting off work one after another. Before leaving, Old Liu asked Wang Yincheng if he wanted to come with him, but Wang Yincheng waved him down.
Shao Zhiwen sent Liu Heng's interview transcript to Wang Yincheng's work email when he got off work. Wang Yincheng was staring at it when Ye Anning knocked on the door and walked in.
Ye Anning: "Won't Editor Wang leave?"
Wang Yincheng still stared at the computer screen: "No, I still have some work to do."
Ye Anning hesitated for a moment: "How long do you have? Do you want to have a meal? I'll wait for you?"
Wang Yincheng's hand on the keyboard paused, and he looked away from the screen and looked at Ye Anning: "I'll probably be a little late. I have an appointment tonight. Editor Ye, let's go first."
"Oh." When Ye Anning heard that Wang Yincheng had an appointment that evening, she raised her eyebrows and said in a half-joking tone, "The beauty has an appointment?"
Wang Yincheng didn't reply and continued to look at the computer. Ye Anning opened the door and left boredly.
Liu Heng's call came promptly at seven o'clock: "Where are you?"
"Newspaper office." Wang Yincheng said as he turned off the computer.
"I'm downstairs with you." After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Wang Yincheng went downstairs and saw a Hummer parked steadily in front of the main entrance. The window was half open, and Liu Heng had one arm outside. Most of the face in the car was hidden, and only the hands hanging hanging out of the window were visible. Holding a cigarette, the light flickers on and off.
Wang Yincheng didn't act like a mother-in-law, so he decisively walked over, opened the door, and got into the passenger seat.
"Western food or Chinese food?" Liu Heng put out his cigarette and started the car.
"Chinese food." Wang Yincheng replied.
As the car drove onto the elevated highway, Wang Yincheng did not ask Liu Heng where he was going. This was not his concern. But he didn't speak first. He knew that he didn't have full social experience. Facing a businessman like Liu Heng with a profound background and a successful career, no matter what he said first, he would be in a disadvantageous situation.
As Liu Heng drove the car, he traced the profile of the man next to him with his peripheral vision, and inadvertently raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "You are very nervous."
Wang Yincheng loosened his stiff wrist: "It has nothing to do with you."
The smile at the corner of Liu Heng's mouth was even bigger. However, the car was dark inside and there were traffic lights and lights outside. He didn't notice how deep the smile was at the corner of his mouth, and neither did Wang Yincheng next to him.
Liu Heng suddenly thought of bean paste, and the child's cold attitude and eyes when talking back, and the fact that the little boy had been indifferent and alienated from people since he was a child. It turns out that there is a reason for this, he is born, and he just follows the person around him.
"I didn't mean to do it today." Liu Heng suddenly felt very good. He turned on the turn signal and looked in the rearview mirror, "Dou Sha wants to see you, but I'm embarrassed." Liu Heng thought for a while, Dou Sha's cold arrogance His demeanor is actually arrogant, right? He obviously wanted to see her so much that he offered up a week's worth of snacks and pocket money in exchange, but he calmly said that he just wanted to see how similar they were.
Wang Yincheng was stunned and looked sideways at Liu Heng: "His name is... Dou Sha?"
Liu Heng: "Yes. His nickname is Dou Sha, and his nickname is Liu Xu."
Wang Yincheng's attitude softened a lot. When the topic of children came up, he felt a little hopeful but nervous. He had a lot to say and asked, but at the moment he didn't know how to speak. He opened his mouth several times but no sound came out. Looking sideways, Liu Heng didn't know how to speak.
"What do you want to ask?" Liu Heng looked sideways, his deep eyes still catching the eyes of the people around him even in the dim parking lot.
Wang Yincheng was locked by those quiet eyes, his heart moved, and he slowly said: "There was a fight in the kindergarten that day, how are his injuries?"
"He is not injured." Liu Heng answered simply and clearly, which was also his usual style.
Wang Yincheng didn't know how to speak for a while, as if there were countless questions stuck in his throat. Liu Heng's attitude was cold and indifferent. Even if he wanted to ask, he couldn't come up with a suitable attitude, so he had to turn around. Keep looking out the window.
The car was parked in a commercial center in the city, bustling with traffic, and the white orchid-shaped street lamps glowed with purple lights, creating a gorgeous lavender color.
Liu Heng stopped the car, and the two went to a restaurant on the tenth floor, where Liu Heng made a reservation.
After sitting down, Liu Heng asked Wang Yincheng to order first. Wang Yincheng directly ordered a few of his favorite dishes without looking at the menu. Liu Heng raised his eyebrows, opened the menu and ordered a few more dishes.
After the waiter poured water and left with the menu, Liu Heng raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems I made a reservation at the right place today."
Wang Yincheng raised his lips, "Didn't the secretary book it?!" This was a naked irony. He didn't believe that Liu Heng would book the table himself. Of course, it was indeed not the place Liu Heng booked.
The food hadn't been served yet, and there was no words between the two of them.
Wang Yincheng lowered his eyes habitually, while Liu Heng sat back on his chair and looked at the man opposite him quietly.
The lights in the restaurant were bright, and Wang Yincheng's face was clearly displayed in front of Liu Heng. His delicate skin, handsome face, cinnabar mole on the left side of his eyebrows, and even the tiny fuzz on his cheeks were clearly visible.
Liu Heng had to admit that Wang Yincheng's handsomeness was different from that of most men. He was quiet and calm, like an ancient lake with no ripples, quiet and distant. If you don't look carefully, you will be confused by his appearance. If you look carefully, you will find that his temperament is much more outstanding than his appearance.
Liu Heng was a little dazed at this moment, but Wang Yincheng suddenly raised his eyes and looked directly at him, his eyes pure and direct: "What are you looking at?"
Liu Heng looked away: "Look how much you look like Douzha."
Wang Yincheng lowered his eyes and closed his mouth, and stopped talking.
After the food was served, the two of them ate quietly. Liu Heng was used to eating quietly, and Wang Yincheng didn't want to talk at all.
Wang Yincheng didn't eat much. He put down his chopsticks after a few bites of each dish. Liu Heng's appetite was quite good.
After Wang Yincheng put down his chopsticks, he poured himself a glass of water and waited quietly for Liu Heng, but Liu Heng's cell phone suddenly rang. In his usual gentlemanly manner, Liu Heng stretched out his hand with an apologetic gesture, stood up and picked up the phone: "Hello."
"Is Mr. Liu busy now?" Zhou Yian asked on the other end of the phone.
Liu Heng walked out and said, "We are eating, where are you?"
"Oh, I'm still at school. I'll be leaving soon. Let's meet in the evening?" One sentence between the man and the man made it clear what was going on.
Liu Heng walked to the elevator: "I have to go back to the company to work overtime in the evening."
"Damn!" Zhou Yian snorted coldly: "I don't have time this weekend, Mr. Liu, just be busy. We'll see you next week!" Dr. Zhou Yian returned to China after graduation and worked as a tutor in a university to lead projects. He just joined the job recently and is busy. It's a big deal.
"okay."
Liu Heng hung up the phone and walked back. Wang Yincheng sat back in his chair with a nonchalant attitude.
Liu Heng asked someone to remove the food in front of him, and ordered a pot of tea, snacks and fruits. After the waiter stepped away, there was another silence between the two.
Wang Yincheng suddenly raised his eyes, "Mr. Liu, are you waiting for me to speak first?"
Liu Heng raised his chin: "You speak first."
Wang Yincheng thought about it, knowing that it was best not to beat around the bush with Liu Heng, and said, "I want to see Dou Sha."
Liu Heng looked at him, his profound facial features showing a sense of transparency under the bright light. Wang Yincheng couldn't figure it out in his heart. He only heard Liu Heng say word by word: "According to the original contract, you will give up everything after giving birth to the child." rights and obligations.”
Liu Heng's words made him bleed. However, after so many years, Wang Yincheng was completely confused when he saw the child. Things that he remembered clearly and clearly back then could not be remembered immediately now.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Wang Yincheng's back, and his eyes were much colder when he raised his eyes: "If Mr. Liu wants to warn me, there is no need for a big meal today, and there is no need to reveal so much to me in the kindergarten that day." Wang Yincheng is not stupid. , Liu Heng's words can be used to coax others, but Wang Yincheng would be looking down on others if he coaxed him.
"Mr. Wang," Liu Heng looked at Wang Yincheng solemnly, habitually adopting a negotiating posture with overwhelming momentum, "I sincerely eat this meal with you just for... our son. "
"I'm not trying to play tricks, so you don't need to look at me like a businessman. I will eat this meal with you entirely because of the bean paste. (?)" Liu Heng looked at Wang Yincheng: "He is only six years old. Although he has known since he was a child that he has no mother and does not know who the person who gave birth to him is, it is undeniable that he really needs his mother."
Wang Yincheng was stunned and nodded, his eyes a little red: "I know."
Liu Heng's voice was low, "The contract in the past can be voided now, and you can take care of the children."
Wang Yincheng shook hands and felt that everything happened too suddenly, and his son still had Liu Heng's promise.
"However," Liu Heng's deep pool-like eyes looked at Wang Yincheng quietly: "You need to sign another agreement."
There is never a free lunch, Wang Yincheng is the way of nature, so it is not surprising that Liu Heng would put forward conditions.
Liu Heng took out a document from his briefcase: "I hope that our intersection will only be work and bean paste. I will not interfere in your life, and you will not interfere in mine."
Wang Yincheng didn't ask any unnecessary questions. He lowered his head and opened the document. The bangs on his forehead blocked his eyes and sight. He read through the terms calmly, and finally put pen to paper.