Because of this quarrel, Chu Ci had a cold war with Han Yue for more than half a month.
In fact, the Cold War was only on Chu Ci's side, because Han Yue didn't delay in doing whatever he was supposed to do. Usually Chu Ci was cold, but during the Cold War, he was even more reticent, and Han Yue's rough ruffian nerves didn't feel anything unusual at all.
Besides, Han Yue is also busy recently. Although there is nothing in the office that he needs to solve personally, the murder of Hou Hongchang requires several families to unite to help. The boss of the Han family is basically useless, no matter how big or small, he can only rely on Han Yue.
The other thing is to arrange Han Qiang to the military supply department. The combination of old commander Han and Han Yue's face is enough for him to get a decent position in the military supply department, which is both lucrative and free, but the commander's wife is not satisfied with this. According to her words, the Han family is not short of money, nor is it short of respectability. Han Qiang is such a big son, how can he not arrange a position with real power for him
Because of the three words "with real power", Han Yue was so irritable that he went home several times to stare at his mother and slapped the table. One must know that it took him ten years to get to the position of "real power" in the army, and it was ten years of life and death on the front line. Now that the commander's wife said lightly, Han Qiang was going to be placed in a position with status and real power. How easy is it
Therefore, Han Yue has been in an extremely bad mood during this time, like a firecracker that may erupt at any time.
The education he received since he was a child is that men are outside, and he must never take it home to complain to women, so he has always had a gloomy face at home during this time, and at most he stood at the window and smoked one by one. Fortunately, Chu Ci was more reticent than usual during this period, and sometimes she didn't say a word for a whole day, and the house was quiet and quiet, completely eliminating the possibility of Han Yue finding fault and getting angry.
Han Qiang's future problem was finally resolved after a month of busy work. The commander's wife and Han Yue took a step back, and through several strong iron relationships, Han Qiang was assigned a relatively important second-line position. Although the commander's wife is still slightly dissatisfied, but considering that the eldest son is indeed unreliable in doing things, she can only admit it with a sigh.
Han Yue managed to finish a big task, and his mood immediately eased a lot. On the same day, he specifically asked the army's subordinate hotel to order two large plates of fat and tender egg noodles with crab, a neatly packed box of roast duck with sliced skin, two fat black fish weighing five catties, and a few black truffle strips. Go home and get side dishes. When passing by the vegetable market, he even stopped to buy a few choy sums, planning to let Chu Ciqing fry them at home.
Chu Ci is not good at doing complicated things, but he is very good at stir frying. Besides, a table of chicken, duck and seafood is too boring, so there should be a plate of vegetarian dishes for appetizers.
After returning home, Han Yue first called Chu Ci to tell him to come back early, then went to the kitchen to process the vegetables, cut open the black fish and put it on the pot, washed the cabbage, cut it and waited for frying.
It has been almost an hour since the get off work was done, which was earlier than the usual time for Chu Ci to get off work. Han Yue called his mobile phone, and it took him several times to get through. The voice over there was quite noisy, as if he was on the main road.
"My car broke down." Chu Ci said flatly, "I got stuck on the third ring road."
"I fucking told you to drive that big Benz, who told you not to listen? I drove that broken car all day and I knew it would break sooner or later!" Han Yue lost his temper for a while, and his voice became louder, "You are here where?"
"... Cheng Xurong's hotel is near."
Han Yue frowned: "That's not your way home, where did you go shopping?"
There was silence on the phone for a while, then Chu Ci hung up the phone without saying a word.
In fact, Chu Ci always disliked Han Yue asking him where he was, what he was doing, and when he was going home. But the more disgusted he was, the more Han Yue wanted to ask, wishing he could find out who he met and what he said every day.
As soon as he hung up the phone, Han Yue became furious on the spot. He wondered if he didn't go home after get off work and hang out with someone outside. Could it be that some young and beautiful girl came to the unit, and he didn't care about anything? My colleagues ran out to have dinner...
Han Yue has a strong sense of territory, and his desire to monopolize Chu Ci is extremely strong. He almost crushed his molars along the way, thinking over and over in his heart that I will lock him up when I catch him , His mother's iron chain is locked in the dark, and then he is let out to run around. I will use his surname...
It has to be said that Han Yue has a beast-like intuition, Chu Ci only roughly told him the address, and within ten minutes he found Chu Ci's location exactly.
The white second-hand Honda parked on the sidewalk, opened the rear door and engine cover, Chu Ci and another man stood by the door and waited. From a distance, Han Yue looked like a man, and his anger subsided a little - after all, he knew that Chu Ci was not interested in men, and men were much less threatening than women.
He drove the jeep over for a while, jumped out of the car and asked, "What's the matter, you?"
"Han, Second Young Master Han!" The man next to Chu Ci almost bit his tongue, and a smile bloomed on his face: "Hey, why are you here?"
"...Isn't this Mr. Liu?" Han Yue recognized that the man was the leader of Chu Ci's unit, that is, the one who came forward to deal with the beating incident after the last dinner party, and his face suddenly smiled, "This is what he said. I should ask you, why are you here?"
Mr. Liu's smile suddenly became bitter.
It's also due to Mr. Liu's bad luck—it was the unit's car that took him home at night, but today the car broke down, and the driver wanted to switch another car, but he stopped him. Mr. Liu has a small plan in mind, and wants to take the opportunity to ride Chu Ci's car home, chat and joke on the road, so as to connect and bond.
At the dinner party last time, Mr. Liu was dragged down by that brainless Xu Zhongyi, and left a very bad impression in front of Han Yue. After thinking about it later, he felt very wronged, so he wanted to build a good relationship with Chu Ci, and take the opportunity to repair the bad impression in Han Yue's heart.
That's how people are, if you don't get along, you will never get better. Mr. Liu's thoughts are very simple, he just wants to chat on the road while Chu Ci is driving him home, talk about the work of the unit, explain the misunderstanding last time, maybe even talk about the Han family Topic... The relationship got better naturally.
Who knew that Chu Ci's car broke down just today.
Who knew that it wasn't the tow truck factory that Chu Ci called, but such a vile star.
Mr. Liu smiled along on the surface, but he was almost going crazy in his heart. How strong is the relationship between these two people? Why did you recruit Han Ershao! What is the origin of this Chu Gong? What background does he have? !
Han Yue found out that Mr. Liu was only here to rub the car, and he was crooked and a little bald, so he couldn't be a threat to a rival in love, so he put his heart back in his stomach, and his face looked a little better, and asked Chu Ci: "What's the matter with this car?"
"Power outage."
"Call a tow truck factory and take a taxi home yourself."
"The nearest towing company charges 3,500 for 12 kilometers." Chu Ci said with a cold expression on his face, "I already called my friend at the maintenance station before you came, and I'm waiting for him."
Han Yue almost turned his face on the spot, his mother's father is not dead yet! If you run out of battery while driving, you have to call your friends specially! What friend is closer than Lao Tzu? !
But he still has a bit of emotional intelligence, knowing that this is on the main road, and there is an outsider surnamed Liu beside him, so it is not easy to face Chu Ci directly. Han Yue took out his wallet, took out two 100 sheets and handed them to Mr. Liu, and said in a very bad tone: "I'm sorry I can't entertain you today, I don't know when this car will be repaired, you can take a taxi and go home by yourself .”
"No, no, I, I will take a taxi back by myself! I, I, I, I'm going! I'm going!"
Mr. Liu's face was almost distorted, and he wouldn't dare to accept Han Yue's money even if he had a hundred courage! Where is two hundred yuan here? This is clearly two hundred dynamites that have been ignited!
Chu Ci said a little apologetically, "I'm really sorry, I should have given you a ride..."
Mr. Liu couldn't bear his apology, so he hurriedly smiled apologetically while rubbing oil on the soles of his feet, and it was the best plan to move forward. Although he really wanted to make a good impression in front of Han Yue, and he really wanted to get in touch with the high-ranking Han family, but his face was downcast, and he was about to get angry. cannon fodder
"...Come home immediately after get off work. Don't send this one or that one. He doesn't know how to take a taxi? Or should he owe him? The surname Liu depends on how honest you are and how easy it is to bully you!" The rear cover was closed, and he went to the front to check the engine, and asked in a bad tone: "Didn't I tell you to go home early? You can directly call the towing company for this problem, and I will reimburse you how much it costs to go home!" "
Chu Ci stood by the car door, and it took a long time for him to utter a few words through his teeth: "Thank you, no need."
Han Yue raised his head to look at him, and snorted: "You just hold on. -Stand here honestly and don't move. I'll reverse my car and lend you some electricity."
Chu Ci's car actually forgot to turn off the headlights during the day, and the battery died. Han Yue turned his jeep around, found the battery cable from the trunk, and connected it to the positive and negative poles of the Honda battery. He didn't wear gloves on his hands, and as soon as the connecting wire was connected to the positive terminal of the battery, a small spark burst out with a sizzle.
Han Yue let out a "hissy" gasp, and casually wiped his hand on his trousers, "Sit in the car, and when I tell you to step on the gas pedal, you step on the gas pedal."
Han Yue started stealing his father's car and drove it when he was in junior high school. He has been driving for more than 20 years now, and he knows more about cars than people. He started the engines of Jeep and Honda one after another when the current was connected, and quickly transferred the electricity from the battery of Jeep to the battery of Honda. In just a few minutes, he cleaned up neatly, faster than the people in the maintenance station. Ma Liu.
"How about it, is it faster than your friend who repairs the car?" Han Yue unplugged the battery cable, slapped his hands and said, "Okay. I'll change the battery plate for you when I have time that day. It's a second-hand thing. They're all old."
Chu Ci poked his head out of the car window, stared at Han Yue expressionlessly, and said for a while, "Thank you, no need—I'd rather ask someone to pay for it."
Before Han Yue had time to react, Chu Ci stepped on the accelerator and galloped away, leaving only a cloud of smoke and dust gradually drifting away.
"...Damn it," Han Yue wiped his face and murmured, "It's obviously second-hand, so don't tell anyone!"
Although he was dissatisfied with Chu Ci's late return home, Han Yue was quite satisfied with the dinner overall.
Han Yue himself doesn't like to eat truffles, which are said to be very precious and delicious, but he always feels that they have a strange earthy smell. He specially brought back truffles as a side dish because he knew Chu Ci liked it.
Once, Pei Zhi's friend asked Han Yue for something, and reserved a seat at an Italian restaurant to invite him. Who knew that Han Yue had something to do, so he went to the Military Commission for a meeting. The pre-ordered dishes could not be refunded, so the friend simply packed dozens of Italian dishes and sent them to Chu Ci's house, and called Han Yue and said, "I have sent dinner to your wife's house tonight, you don't need to turn on the stove Already!"
It was that time that Han Yue found out that Chu Ci liked to eat this thing. The evidence was that he didn't touch most of the other dishes, or only touched a bite or two. Only the white truffle was picked out and most of it was eaten.
Han Yue seldom found out what Chu Ci had any hobbies, and when he found one occasionally, he remembered it firmly. Although he couldn't understand why some people like to eat mushrooms that have been scraped off the soil and can't even be eaten after washing them with water, since Chu Ci likes them, he brings a few home every time.
Han Yue's anger rises and falls quickly. Seeing Chu Ci eating at the dining table, his eyes are lowered to reveal a row of curved eyelashes, and the skin on his cheeks is glowing under the light. Shiny, a small section of protruding collarbone was exposed from the collar, and he suddenly felt relieved and intimate again, and asked with a smile: "Why do you like to eat this kind of dirt?"
"Because it's sweet."
"Ah?" Han Yue was surprised, "Why didn't I taste the sweetness?"
"Because you only know how to eat meat." Chu Ci put the bowl away, stood up and said, "I'm full."
Han Yue laughed, hooked his neck, forced him to lower his body, and patted his face affectionately: "Yes, I like eating your meat the most."
I don't know if it was because of Chu Ci's bad complexion, but Han Yue didn't toss about until the early morning that night, and let him go after venting on the bed once. Of course Chu Ci wouldn't ask why, he was already very sleepy, and he was a little confused when Han Yue hugged him.
When Menglong was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt Han Yue sitting up and getting dressed, and subconsciously asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do?"
"Toilet."
Chu Ci didn't care about Han Yue's going to the bathroom at all, he fell into a deep sleep as soon as he closed his eyes.
Han Yue waited and saw that he was indeed asleep, then smiled slightly, opened the door and walked out.
Because there is no garage, the white Honda is parked downstairs. Anyway, it's already second-hand, and I don't care if there will be naughty children scratching a few strokes on the paint. Han Yue opened the engine cover while biting the flashlight, and started to work with ease.
After almost a meal, Han Yue finally completed the transformation of this wicked second-hand car. Satisfied, he closed the engine cover, hummed a song and went upstairs.
When Chu Ci was about to go out to work the next morning, the problem came.
He sat in the driver's seat and stepped on the accelerator heavily, but he still couldn't start the engine; although he repaired the battery yesterday, he couldn't start the ignition this morning!
Han Yue stood idly by the side and looked at his watch. While looking at it, he put on a face like "I'm running out of time, you're going to be late for work". Chu Ci finally couldn't bear it any longer, poked his head out and called out: "Han Yue!"
Although this request for help was reluctant and annoyed, Han Yue was also very helpful, "It's useless to call me, who has time to repair it in the morning. Otherwise, you can drive that big Ben first, and I will come back when I have time." See what's going on with your used car."
The traffic was bad in the morning, and Chu Ci didn't have time to hate the Mercedes-Benz 600 that Han Yue was forced to give away, so he could only pick up the keys in a hurry and go out.
Han Yue looked at his figure striding away, and suddenly snorted for a while: "Can you not accept the things I want to send?"
Immediately afterwards, he looked back at the second-hand Honda, and kicked the front of the car: "You should break it first."