Before leaving, Zhou Ziheng gave the key card of his house to Xia Xiqing.
One of them couldn't give any suitable reason to give the key, and the other couldn't give any suitable reason to take the key away, but Xia Xiqing still took it inexplicably.
It was the first time that Xia Xiqing felt that this house was so big and empty. His own house was also so big. He sat on the black sofa in Zhou Ziheng's house and took all the medicines Zhou Ziheng had given him. He didn't know if it was because of the effect of the medicine, but he felt sleepy again. He was too lazy to go back home, so he stayed in Zhou Ziheng's bedroom for another night.
The next day, Xia Xiqing woke up early, which was rare. He was originally planning to go back directly, but thinking of Zhou Ziheng's instructions, he ate breakfast and fruits seriously. When taking a shower, he found that his body had recovered a lot. It seems that Zhou Ziheng's medicine is still effective.
It’s just that… Xia Xiqing turned away and looked at himself in the mirror. He couldn’t even reach the series of kiss marks on his back, so how could he apply medicine
Just when I was about to send a WeChat message to Zhou Ziheng to complain about this, I remembered that this guy was now in solitary confinement.
Boring.
As soon as Zhou Ziheng left, he felt as if his muscles were pulled out and he had no energy to do anything.
Only retaliation could arouse his interest now.
Ruan Xiao called him. Although Xia Xiqing felt a little strange, he could guess Ruan Xiao's intention in looking for him. As soon as Ruan Xiao appeared at the dinner that day, he guessed her identity. After all, there was only one big boss with the surname Ruan in this circle.
"Xi Qing, I heard that Wei Min was beaten into the hospital by Zi Heng?"
Xia Xiqing hummed and buttoned his shirt slowly.
"The Wei family wants to cause trouble now. After all, Zhou Ziheng is a public figure. They can use this as leverage. Although the Zhou family is powerful, it is not impossible for them to stir up some trouble. After all, netizens nowadays want to eat melons at the slightest sign of trouble." Ruan Xiao seemed to be walking as well. Someone greeted her. She responded politely, "Besides, the Zhong family and the Wei family have a project to develop together. They are now in the same boat."
"What project?" Xia Xiqing buttoned his shirt all the way up, but even so it couldn't hide the kiss mark on the side of his neck.
"I don't know the details of the development of a commercial city. It's not within the scope of my family's business." Ruan Xiao sighed, "It would be great if there was a real estate company that could replace the Wei family. It would be best if it was a wealthy one. We could spend money to take it down. The head of the Zhong family will not go against money."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Xiqing chuckled. Ruan Xiao was still a little confused and was about to ask him what he was laughing at when he heard Xia Xiqing say lightly, "Yes, there just happened to be a real estate development company."
"What?" Ruan Xiao was confused. Could it be that Xia Xiqing wanted to find Zhou Ziheng's brother? But wasn't Zhou Zijing in the financial industry
"Media Asia."
Ruan Xiao was shocked. Media Asia? "Isn't Xia Yunkai the boss of Media Asia... Xia? You are Xia Yunkai's..."
"Yes. Although I don't really want to admit it, I am indeed his son and by far the largest shareholder of Media Asia besides him."
Ruan Xiao was speechless for a long time. Although she usually felt that Xia Xiqing looked like he was not short of money, he was too low-key and never talked about his family. In addition, his artistic temperament made people never think that he was a second-generation rich.
"I thought you were from a middle-class family... Now that I think about it, you and Uncle Xia look a lot alike..."
Xia Xiqing frowned, "No, I'm not like him at all. He felt that I was not motivated enough to study art, so he never told others that I was his son. People in the circle have only seen his youngest son."
Ruan Xiao sighed. She had seen more family messes than Xia Xiqing. Anyway, now that Xia Xiqing had revealed his trump card, Wei Min was basically dead. "God, if Wei Min knew that he had drugged Xia Yunkai's son, he would probably cry. Although this project is openly considered a collaboration between the Zhong and Wei families, I heard that it will still be put out to bid. You can get involved and I'll play a supporting role. The Zhong family will definitely be the first to get rid of Wei Min, the abandoned pawn."
Ruan Xiao's analysis was very accurate, and every word touched his heart. Xia Xiqing changed his mind and decided to go to a company he had never been to before to explain the matter.
This was his first time going to the company after returning to China. Although he had always disdained being called "Xia Yunkai's son", it was simply unjustifiable not to take advantage of this person who had never fulfilled any fatherly responsibilities since he was a child.
Xia Xiqing originally wanted to drive the coolest yellow supercar in the garage, but then he thought, after all, he is now a public figure, and he will have to film a movie with Zhou Ziheng later, so it is better to avoid this unnecessary trouble.
Media Asia's building was not far from his home. From Xia Xiqing's floor-to-ceiling window, the tallest building was it. He rarely wore a pair of black sunglasses, and dressed like a second-generation man. He threw the car keys into the arms of the receptionist at the door, put his hands in his pockets, walked into the company's gate, and went straight to the most beautiful one at the front desk.
"Hello, sir, how can I help you?" The receptionist smiled warmly, but there was a look of discernment in his eyes, and she probably recognized him vaguely.
"I'm looking for Xia Yunkai."
"Xia..." The receptionist was so frightened by the name of the company's boss that she fell silent, "Um... do you have an appointment?"
"No." Xia Xiqing tapped the marble countertop with his fingers, looking indifferent.
The receptionist smiled apologetically, "Sir, I'm sorry, our chairman is very busy and needs an appointment to arrange a meeting." She took out a memo and a pen and handed them to Xia Xiqing with both hands, "How about this, please leave your contact information and relevant matters, and we will convey them to you, or notify you when the chairman's new schedule is available."
"Really?" Xia Xiqing chuckled and turned the pen in his hand. "When he gave birth to me, he didn't make an appointment with me."
After saying that, Xia Xiqing pushed his sunglasses to his forehead, revealing a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. He took a pen and tapped on the memo, as if testing the ink. Seeing that the receptionist was stunned and at a loss, he tapped the internal phone next to her with his chin, "Tell him now that his son is here to cause trouble for him."
The receptionist nodded repeatedly in fear and dialed a number. While answering the call, she glanced at Xia Xiqing who was holding a pen with his head down. The chairman's assistant on the other end of the phone also thought she was making a fuss at first and scolded her, but the receptionist still described Xia Xiqing's appearance, and the other end was silent for a few seconds.
"Please ask him to come up."
After hanging up the phone, the receptionist breathed a sigh of relief.
"Um... Mr. Xia, the chairman asks you to go directly to the 28th floor. There will be someone to greet you at the elevator door."
Xia Xiqing gave her a very gentle smile, whispered a thank you, and then put on his sunglasses. He was about to leave, but turned back, with an expression as if he had remembered something, "By the way, you are very diligent in your work and deserve praise. But..." He put his sunglasses back on and lowered his voice, "Don't say on Weibo that you saw Xia Xiqing, that's a bribe." He smiled and tore off the page of the memo, and pushed it in front of the receptionist with his index finger.
"It's settled."
After saying that, Xia Xiqing left the front desk and walked straight to the elevator at the corner.
The receptionist turned over the memo page and saw a cute cartoon sketch of a girl dressed like her.
It turns out that he is the painter from the Internet! He is actually the chairman’s son!
The lady at the front desk was holding the small piece of paper excitedly. She was in a daze for the whole morning and had no intention of working.
Xia Xiqing took the elevator all the way to the top floor. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw a tall woman with a respectful and cold face, "Mr. Xia, I'm Angelica, the chairman's assistant. Please come this way."
Too lazy to talk, Xia Xiqing followed to Xia Yunkai's office. Angelica opened the door, reported, and Xia Xiqing walked in. Xia Yunkai was standing facing the French window in the office. He turned around when he heard the noise and smiled at Xia Xiqing eagerly, which made him uncomfortable.
"I won't say any more nonsense. There's no need for us to play any father-son love drama." Xia Xiqing, with a ruffian air, sat directly on the swivel chair opposite Xia Yunkai's desk, with his feet folded on his desk, "I want Media Asia to participate in the project jointly undertaken by Zhong Wei and others."
Xia Yunkai frowned, "Zhong Chi's project?"
"That's right." Xia Xiqing took off his glasses and twirled them on his fingers, then smiled at Xia Yunkai who was standing on the left. "That's not right. I don't want Media Asia to get involved. I want Media Asia to kick out Wei Min's team and replace them."
Hearing Xia Xiqing mention Wei Min's name, Xia Yunkai walked over and sat down opposite him. "Did the second son of the Zhou family beat someone up a few days ago have anything to do with you? Do you want to help him?"
Xia Xiqing paused for a moment while turning his sunglasses and sneered, "In fact, he sent Wei Min, that bastard, to the hospital just to help me." He looked around the huge office, "You sit in such a beautiful office every day, and you probably don't know that your son was almost drugged and raped."
Seeing Xia Yunkai's face change, Xia Xiqing smiled again, "Don't be nervous, it's just attempted rape, I won't embarrass you like that. The young master of the Zhou family stood up for me, I'm very grateful. But..." His fingers fiddled with the diamond-studded temples on his sunglasses, "How can a beating be enough to deal with such a bastard?"
Xia Yunkai was silent for a while, "I will find someone to learn more about this project..."
"Do you think I came here to discuss this with you?" Xia Xiqing's tone suddenly turned cold. He stood up and put his hands on the table. "You owe me so much. Now I'll give you a chance to make it up to me..." He raised the corners of his mouth. His beautiful eyes, which were exactly the same as her mother's, were cold and charming. "Dad, shouldn't you cherish me?"
Seeing the expression on Xia Yunkai's face change from surprise to compromise, Xia Xiqing finally laughed. His eyes glanced at the dozens of golf clubs behind Xia Yunkai's desk and he clicked his tongue.
"If you ask me, Zhou Ziheng is really inexperienced. How can he beat someone with fists? He got himself injured. If it were me." Xia Xiqing's eyes fell back on Xia Yunkai, "Of course I would use a golf club. I would hit him on the head with a single blow and he would be half dead."
Xia Yunkai's eyes flashed so obviously that Xia Xiqing felt he had killed two birds with one stone and felt very happy. Before leaving, Xia Yunkai gave him the contact information of the project manager.
Wei Min's company is a subsidiary of his father Wei Cheng, and all the external resources are from his father. But even if you compare this head office with Media Asia, it is not even on the same level, not to mention Wei Min's makeshift team. Zhong Chi is the smartest one. Now that Media Asia has extended an olive branch, he still happily abandoned Wei Min's bad move.
On the third day, Xia Xiqing watched the Zhong family representative sign the contract with Media Asia, and then took Xia Yunkai's assistant's car to the private hospital where Wei Min was recuperating. This hospital only accepts high-level clients, who are simply those with connections and backgrounds.
Coincidentally, this hospital also has investment from Media Asia. Although the lobby manager did not know Xia Xiqing's identity, he was very respectful when he saw Angelica.
"We want to see Mr. Wei. Which ward is he in now?"
The manager nodded repeatedly with a smile on his face, "I'll take you two there right away." He glanced at the young man behind Angelica, who was wearing a black suit, black sunglasses and holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his hand. He felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he was for a moment.
"Here it is." He led the two to the door of the luxurious ward suite. "Can I give you two a message?"
"No thanks." Angelica smiled professionally, "Manager Wu, I just came here to talk to you about the follow-up investment. Let's talk for a moment."
Since the chairman's assistant had said so, how could the manager dare to refuse? He responded and watched the young man holding the flowers push open the door of the ward and walk in, and then close the door again in the blink of an eye.
As he followed Angelica out of the VIP area, he suddenly realized something was wrong. The flowers in the young man's hand didn't look like the flowers he was holding for visiting a patient. They were all white chrysanthemums in full bloom. They looked more like flowers for attending a funeral.
The manager couldn't afford to offend the financial sponsor of the Xia family. He broke out in a cold sweat and could only let the young master of the Wei family fend for himself, as he was not a good person anyway.
When I entered the ward, Wei Min was lying on the bed watching a movie, looking very relaxed. He started yelling when he heard the noise, "Hey, why have you been out for so long, come here and raise the bed for me. Can't you see I'm watching a movie, you idiot? Get out of here if you can't do your job."
Xia Xiqing said nothing, and walked steadily through the outer room of the suite to Wei Min's bedside. This arrogant bastard didn't even look at the visitor. Xia Xiqing took off his sunglasses lightly and hung them on his chest, then reached out to adjust the bed of his hospital bed.
"Is this okay?"
"It's a little high..." Wei Min suddenly realized that the voice was wrong, but with his injured head fixed, he could only look away. Xia Xiqing put the white chrysanthemum in his hand on the table, came close to him very considerately, and pinched his chin, "Did you see it clearly? Is it beautiful?"
“Xia, Xia Xia Xia Xi Qing?!” Wei Min was so frightened that he seemed to have seen a ghost, and his voice was trembling. “How could you, how could you come here!”
"Eh? Doesn't it look good?" Xia Xiqing raised her eyes slightly and smiled softly, "Didn't Young Master Wei like my face?"
He loosened his hand and glanced at the fruit knife on the bedside table. "I didn't bring a fruit basket for Wei Shao during my visit. How about this? I'll peel an apple for you myself."
As he said that, he picked the reddest apple and sat by the bed, peeling it carefully. The long peel piled up and fell on the white quilt. While peeling, his beautiful eyes scanned Wei Min, who was lying on the bed and unable to move, from head to toe. He saw that his arm was broken, his legs were hanging, and his face was bruised and swollen, which made people feel sick. "Tsk, Zhou Ziheng was too cruel. I didn't expect him to be this kind of person. He was so good and obedient in front of me."
"You... you two are having an affair!" Wei Min was angry and scared, "Did he let you in? I'm telling you, if you dare to do anything to me, I will definitely deal with Zhou Ziheng. I will find the reporters and ruin his reputation!"
The peel that had been attached suddenly broke, and Xia Xiqing frowned, revealing a rather dissatisfied expression, "Do you want to try?"
His aura shocked Wei Min immediately. Although he was afraid, Wei Min thought that he was a well-known figure in Beijing. Even if the Zhou family was powerful, could they kill him? Who was this Xia Xiqing? How could a poor painter dare to be so arrogant
"I'm not just trying. I'm ruining his reputation! What a perfect persona! I'm going to tear it apart... ah!"
Wei Min's harsh words were replaced by screams. He was so scared that his pupils dilated, and he trembled all over as he looked at Xia Xiqing's hand holding the fruit knife.
"you you… "
Blood began to seep out of the quilt. Xia Xiqing pulled out the knife swiftly, looked at Wei Min, who was so frightened that he could not speak, with his innocent face, and spoke slowly with a smile.
"How come you have such good taste? There are hundreds of people at the dinner party, but you just want to fuck Xia Yunkai's son?"
"Xia... Xia Yunkai?" Wei Min was so shocked that he forgot the pain. "How is it possible... You are..."
Xia Xiqing pressed hard on the bloodstain through the quilt, causing Wei Min to scream in pain.
"I studied painting, so I know a lot about the human body. Next time I won't be so gentle and will only stab your thigh." Xia Xiqing threw the bloody fruit knife onto the table with a crisp sound. He stood up, took out the handkerchief from his chest and carefully wiped the blood off his hands.
"If you still want to deal with Zhou Ziheng," Xia Xiqing bent down, patted Wei Min's disgusting face, and smiled viciously and beautifully, "whether it's your project, your money, or your thing..."
“I’ll make it disappear completely.”
The author has something to say: I feel like I'm writing a domineering CEO article today~ Sexy Xi Qing, stabbing people online~
Wei Min’s retribution has not yet ended, and Zhao Ke has not yet activated his skills.
… … … …Hengheng is confined at home… … …
Dad: Do you know you are wrong? You hit me again this time?! Have you completely forgotten the family motto? Will there be a next time
Hengheng: I beat him every time I see him.
Brother: Dislike jpg
Chu Chu: Your wife is flirting with girls outside and drawing!
Hengheng: Crying jpg