"Brother Shiming."
Chen Shiming's sudden appearance, all the boys drinking in the booth looked like tigers, put away the arrogant appearance just now, put down the wine glass, stood up and said hello. Who is Chen Shiming? The important leader of the Chen Group, he was very resolute and ruthless in the shopping mall at a young age, and his reputation was far-reaching. Even their parents had to be polite when they saw Chen Shiming, let alone them
They can secretly complain about Chen Shiming with Chen Qizhao's enemy, but if they really meet Chen Shiming, they all have to hold their tails.
Chen Shiming: "It's very lively?"
"Brother Shi Ming, why are you here?"
Several boys looked at each other, and finally looked at Chen Qizhao in the middle of the booth.
Chen Qizhao didn't speak or move, and looked at Chen Shiming with a very strange look.
Chen Shiming didn't look at them, he looked away from Chen Qizhao's hand holding the cigarette, and then looked at the crooked wine bottle on the deck, he asked directly, "smoking and drinking, how old are you Chen Qizhao this year?"
The tabletop of the deck was slightly messy, and the cigarette trays were filled with rotten cigarette butts.
Chen Shiming's eyes are not bad, except for the cigarettes and wine bottles, the surrounding floor is a little messy, and even Chen Qizhao has a little color on his body, and the traces of iodine on his arms are very obvious.
Chen Qizhao sat loosely in the booth with a cigarette in his hand. Facing Chen Shiming, he was not timid. He looked up at the person generously.
other people:"… "
Who doesn't know you're 18 here!
The two Chen brothers, one standing and the other sitting.
After Chen Qizhao finished speaking, the strange atmosphere tightened even more, and it seemed that an explosion was about to happen in the next moment. What kind of character is Chen Qizhao, the little overlord of the Chen family, he is arrogant and arrogant, not to mention that Chen Shiming is here, even if his father Chen Jianhong comes over in person, he will have his temper whatever he wants, and he will not look at anyone's face at all.
The others around didn't dare to make a sound, so they had to look at Chen Qizhao in the booth next to him, and when they heard Chen Qizhao's words, they thought it was over, the two would definitely quarrel.
The relationship between the two brothers was not good in the first place. Now Chen Shiming came to the bar to arrest people in person. If it really started to make trouble, the speculation about Chen Shiming behind the scenes was shaken out, and they were all estimated to be on Chen Shiming's blacklist.
Chen Shiming glanced at the beer on the table and saw several bottles of liquor mixed in the beer pile, "It's quite capable."
Chen Qizhao: "I don't have much ability, let's do it."
Chen Shiming didn't speak, and looked at him coldly, "If you are so capable, do you need to order a few more bottles and drink it with white beer?"
The young body is healthy, not like smoking and drinking later, but after all, this body has never drank alcohol, and I haven't felt it just now. I don't know if it was because of the drunkenness after getting up or the amount of information mixed in his mind. Chen Qizhao looked at Chen Shiming and had a false sense of being connected with reality.
Chen Shiming saw that Chen Qizhao didn't speak, and his voice was a bit tough: "Chen Qizhao."
Chen Qizhao suppressed his headache, "What did you just say? White beer?"
Seeing that the smell of gunpowder between the two brothers was getting heavier and heavier, several boys around couldn't help but come out to smooth things out. One of them stood up and said, "Brother Shi Ming, Qi Zhao has drunk too much."
Chen Shiming, in a suit and leather shoes, is out of tune with this lively bar. When he was young, he would occasionally bring the sense of oppression in the negotiation field to daily communication. attitude.
But fortunately, at least the Chen Shiming in front of him is still alive and healthy, and his stinky temper is not unbearable.
Chen Qizhao thought about it, and decided to find a topic to ease the atmosphere. He asked, "Are you off work? Don't you get off work overtime today?"
"Chen Qizhao." Chen Shiming tried his best to control his tone: "I'll go to work overtime, and then watch your social news?"
Chen Qizhao felt inexplicable: "That's not true."
Chen Shiming asked coldly, "Have you had enough?"
Chen Qizhao: "Enough is enough."
Chen Shiming frowned slightly: "Drink enough to go home with me."
He calmed down his irritability. He didn't want to quarrel with Chen Qizhao, and he said, "The car is outside, I'll give you 2 minutes to deal with it."
The people around were apprehensive, looking at Chen Shiming, who turned and left, and turned to look at Chen Qizhao, who was resting on the sofa. But after Chen Shiming finished speaking, Chen Qizhao didn't jump up and challenge the other party like in the past, but sat quietly in the booth and watched Chen Shiming leave.
"Xiao Zhao, your eldest brother..."
"Don't conflict with him when you go back, you just suffer."
"You decide what you want to do. Go back and let Brother Xingfeng make up your mind."
Several boys in the booth looked at each other, winked at each other, glanced at Chen Qizhao from time to time, and seemed unsure of Chen Qizhao's attitude.
Chen Qizhao's eyes stared at Chen Shiming, until the other party left his field of vision, then he lightly extinguished the cigarette, "Leave."
Out of the bar, the cold wind blows in the face.
Chen Qizhao's mind became clearer and saw Chen Shiming standing near the car door not far away.
Seeing Chen Qizhao coming out, he got into the car without saying a word.
After getting into the car, neither of them said a word. Chen Shiming was handling his work with his tablet. The nonsensical act of coming to the bar to pick up someone didn't seem to be very important. He didn't even want to ask about Chen Qizhao.
Chen Qizhao has long been accustomed to his attitude, but this time is better. On the night of the previous life, Chen Shiming also came to pick him up, but the two had a very unpleasant quarrel in the bar.
When he was young, he was stubborn and playful and caused trouble everywhere, relying on his family background to do whatever he wanted, with clear love and hatred, never considering right and wrong. The elder brother is excellent and admired by everyone, while he is mediocre and uninterested in business affairs.
But in such a family environment, he is destined to be compared and suspected by outsiders... Gradually, he did not know where to start, he began to take the views of unexpected people, guided by others and driven by rebellion, his relationship with Chen Shiming deteriorated, and his relationship with his family deteriorated. Farther.
What happened tonight was due to college entrance examination volunteers.
The elder brother hopes that he can choose a finance or related management major suitable for entering the Chen Group for the sake of the future.
However, he thought that the eldest brother did not respect his personal preferences, interfered with his choice, and forced him to choose the so-called future.
In the quarrel, they misunderstood each other's original intentions, and the outbreak came unexpectedly, and the two broke up unhappily.
Both brothers were stubborn. In the previous life, Chen Shiming would come to the bar to pick up people and also took the initiative to ask for peace. He never wanted to have a more intense conflict in the bar, and the relationship became worse later.
Whether it's because of quarreling with family members over professional matters, or because you can indulge in bars at the age of 18, the 18-year-old self is immature and innocent, rebellious and arrogant, fearless and domineering with the capital he has.
And Chen Shiming was half paralyzed in a car accident at his best age.
At that time, Chen Shiming had just had a car accident. The key development projects of the Chen family had major problems, the capital chain was broken, and the supply of goods was cut off... Then his father was sent to the hospital for a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, and his mother was hospitalized with excessive grief and was diagnosed with cancer. Get up again.
In the end, his father was not rescued, and his mother's tumor deteriorated and quickly passed away.
Chen Shiming watched as the foundation of the Chen family fell apart in his hands, and was finally unable to support it.
The Chen family collapsed.
The car window was closed, Chen Qizhao felt a little stuffy, he fumbled to press the switch, and turned his head suddenly to meet Chen Shiming's eyes.
Chen Shiming was looking at him.
"What happened to the hand?" Chen Shiming looked down.
The boy's jacket was pulled up, and there were two or three red marks on his exposed arm, which seemed to be bleeding, which was very obvious on his thin and fair arm. Before the hair was fully grown, the scholar smoked and drank, and inexplicably injured his hand.
Chen Qizhao had a headache, and after the cold wind blew, he was a little awake. Seeing him ask, he responded casually: "The glass is broken and I accidentally got it."
Chen Shiming frowned inadvertently, "So careless?"
"Oh." Chen Qizhao: "I drank a little too much, my hands are slippery."
Chen Shiming's eyes swept over his injured position: "That's really slippery."
Seeing that he cared, Chen Qizhao raised his hand to show him: "It's okay, it didn't slip into the aorta."
"You still expect me to pull you when you've drawn the aorta? The ambulance will have to wait for you at the door of the bar now." Let's save some snacks?"
Chen Qizhao: "I don't smoke."
For a while, he didn't know how to say: "... just take it and play?"
Chen Shiming was almost pissed off, what's wrong with playing with cigarettes
The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end, and there was no further talk.
After so many years, Chen Qizhao found that he was still talking to Chen Shiming in the same way.
He didn't believe such a far-fetched reason, let alone Chen Shiming.
Sure enough, the two stopped talking, and the car returned to peace.
The scenery outside the car window shuttled, Chen Qizhao turned his eyes slightly, and silently looked at Chen Shiming.
Compared to the man who was full of stubble and depressed after a car accident in his previous life, and finally swallowed medicine and died in a rainy night, Chen Shiming was in high spirits at this time, and he had already established a firm foothold in the Chen Group, and his tactics and resourcefulness were impressive. The leader of the younger generation.
The arrogant son of heaven, proud and arrogant, admired by everyone.
You deserve a better life, not a sad end.
But now...
The parents have not been diagnosed with serious illness, the eldest brother has not suffered a car accident, the Chen family is still beautiful, and the culprits who caused the bankruptcy of the Chen family are still shrinking in the gutter and staring at them.
Chen Qizhao lowered his head and smiled silently.
His 18-year-old is the age before everything has happened.
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At night, the Chen family villa was quiet, and the car slowly drove into the garage.
Chen Shiming had already got out of the car. Seeing that Chen Qizhao did not move, he asked, "What? Don't you plan to get off?"
Chen Qizhao didn't speak and followed him out of the car.
Quiet at night, next to the garage is the back garden, and the street lights on the cobblestones are bright, illuminating this corner. Chen Qizhao's eyes involuntarily stayed on these scenes, and it seemed that many years had passed in a flash.
Chen Shiming was talking to the housekeeper, and he walked out a few steps to find that Chen Qizhao was still standing in the garden, his eyes sank slightly. If nothing else, Chen Qizhao was a bit too quiet tonight, and he was confident when arguing with him during the day. Just now in the bar, there were signs of quarrels after several conversations, but Chen Qizhao turned his face long ago.
"Young Master?" Seeing that Chen Shiming didn't move, the butler followed his gaze and looked back.
Chen Shiming said: "His hand is injured, re-treat the wound for him."
In a place like a bar, the wound doesn't know how to treat it seriously.
When Chen Qizhao recovered, Chen Shiming had already gone far.
The brightly lit villa seemed to be lively and lively, and his eyes stayed on the spot of light for a moment, then walked over quickly.
As soon as I opened the door, I heard the discussion in the living room. The beautiful woman on the sofa in the living room was talking to Chen Shiming.
Seemingly noticing the movement here, the beautiful woman looked from a distance, and when she saw Chen Qizhao, she immediately waved: "Zhaozhao, come here quickly."
Chen Qizhao opened his mouth slightly, inexplicable emotions poured out of his heart, and his feet were filled with lead and it was hard to move.
The person sitting on the sofa is none other than his mother Zhang Yazhi. She is nearly fifty this year, her face is beautiful, and she looks like a young man in her thirties, and she doesn't look old at all.
Chen Shiming glanced at Chen Qizhao who was still on the opposite side, and said to Zhang Yazhi, "I'll go upstairs to rest first, you go to bed earlier."
Zhang Yazhi didn't keep her eldest son, she reached out and waved at Chen Qizhao, "Zhaozhao? Why didn't you come in."
Chen Qizhao slightly restrained his emotions and walked over.
People are very energetic, can talk and laugh, such Zhang Yazhi lives only in Chen Qizhao's memory.
He hadn't seen Zhang Yazhi for many years. Seeing her healthy appearance now, he would always think of the thin and sick woman in front of the hospital bed in his previous life.
The housekeeper came over with the medicine box, and Zhang Yazhi knew that Chen Qizhao's hand was injured in the bar.
"How did you make it like this, has it been sterilized?" Zhang Yazhi took the butler's medicine box and did not forget to explain: "Old Zhang, bring my glasses and the bottle of anti-inflammatory water I brought from abroad."
Chen Qizhao said: "Just a small wound, not so exaggerated."
Zhang Yazhi glared at Chen Qizhao, "What kind of small wound, this kind of wound will leave a scar if you're not careful."
She said and coughed suddenly.
Chen Qizhao's expression froze, and his face sank instantly: "Why are you coughing?"
Zhang Yazhi didn't look up, and helped him wash the medicine off his arm, "I have a little cold, and my throat is itchy when I talk. Don't move, wait for my mother to wash this off."
Chen Qizhao stared at Zhang Yazhi, his tone slightly dark: "Have you seen a doctor?"
"I've taken the medicine." Zhang Yazhi pressed his hand, "Don't move. After the wound is cleaned, apply some medicine."
Chen Qizhao's face was ugly, and his tone was a bit tough: "You go to the hospital with me tomorrow for a medical examination."
"I've been doing a good physical examination, and I'm not sick." Zhang Yazhi was somewhat resisted by Chen Qizhao's sudden tough tone, and was deeply inexplicable: "It's almost getting better, cough, cough, it's a little itchy, and it'll be fine in two days. ."
Chen Qizhao realized that his tone was wrong. He hadn't communicated with his family for many years, and he couldn't remember how he communicated with his parents back then. The only thing he remembered was that he almost angered his family.
He was used to being tough, and later he was used to giving orders, and he never succumbed to talking to anyone.
But when he sees Zhang Yazhi, thinking that he has been angry with this person all his life in his previous life, his mood and tone are a little relieved: "Mom, a severe cold can cause pneumonia."
Zhang Yazhi knew Chen Qizhao's character. This child spoke straight and straight. He was in a period of rebellion, and he had just quarreled with Chen Shiming during the day. She was angry that this child was causing trouble outside without knowing the importance of it, and she was also a little emotional because of this nonsensical request. She was about to talk about Chen Qizhao, but suddenly she saw the boy in front of her bowing his head slightly, the original hostility dissipated a little, and he spoke. Emotions eased.
Chen Qizhao's face is well-behaved, but his personality often overwhelms the first impression of appearance.
At this moment, his voice lost the kind of refusal he just said, and brought some concessions and compromises. Zhang Yazhi's inexplicable emotions just subsided immediately: "What's serious? I coughed twice and I caught a serious cold? You child, Think about what you have and what you don't have."
Zhang Yazhi was diagnosed with a malignant tumor in her last life, and it deteriorated very quickly. Not long after his father Chen Jianhong died, he followed him. A person who is usually very healthy and likes to dress up, said that if she didn't have it, she would be gone, but if they noticed Zhang Yazhi's usual abnormality, they would take her for a comprehensive examination two years in advance, and the result would not be delayed in the end.
Don't talk about a little cold now, even if Zhang Yazhi is fine, he has to drag someone to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.
Seeing that Zhang Yazhi's attitude was not loose, Chen Qizhao thought of the way those young people he met in later generations talked to their parents, and tried to lower his tone: "My classmate's parents found out the problem some time ago... and I've been feeling a little unwell these past two days, you I'll go to the hospital tomorrow for a medical check-up, okay?"
Zhang Yazhi selectively ignored the first half of the sentence. As soon as Chen Qizhao said that he was not feeling well, he immediately noticed that Chen Qizhao's face seemed to be a little bad, and immediately became nervous: "Where are you feeling? Go out to drink when you are not feeling well, you child. Why don't you care about your body?"
Chen Qizhao noticed that Zhang Yazhi's attitude was relaxed, and continued to lie without changing his face: "My heart is uncomfortable, but it's okay."
Zhang Yazhi became even more nervous, and hurriedly shouted, "Old Zhang, make an appointment with Dr. Li, tomorrow morning."
The housekeeper, Uncle Zhang, just brought the anti-inflammatory water, and immediately called to make an appointment when he heard that.
Chen Qizhao asked, "Then will you come with me tomorrow?"
"You said so, can I still go with you? I don't feel relieved if I don't go with you." Zhang Yazhi said that she was in a hurry and coughed more, "Since you have to fast for physical examination tonight, you Didn't you drink too much in the evening? Rest early and don't stay up late, Mom will come with you tomorrow."
After she finished speaking, she took Chen Qizhao's hand again, "Don't move, you child doesn't take care of your body at all, the wound will be infected if you don't handle it properly, disinfect it at night and get some anti-inflammatory water, and go to the hospital tomorrow to let the doctor give you a new look. Look... Chen Qizhao, are you listening?"
Chen Qizhao stared at Zhang Yazhi, as if returning to many years ago, when he was annoyed by Zhang Yazhi's nagging.
But later he was admitted to the hospital with a stomach hemorrhage, and he had to continue working non-stop when he woke up the next day. No one cared about whether he was injured or not feeling well.
"I'm listening." Chen Qizhao watched the medical cotton swab wipe the wound, "Go on."