The silence lasted in the living room for five seconds, Chen Shiming's eyes swept across Chen Qizhao, and cautiously spat out two words: "Sleepwalking?"
Chen Qizhao: "..."
The two of them didn't speak to each other anymore, the living room was so quiet that needles were falling, and the housekeeper who happened to be nearby couldn't help looking back and forth on the faces of the two, as if they were ready to meet the scene of the quarrel a few seconds later.
When Chen Qizhao was about to speak again, Chen Shiming said indifferently: "It seems that there is no sleepwalking."
After he finished speaking, he said, "The last time you called me that was four years ago. You asked me for pocket money to buy limited edition shoes."
Chen Qizhao sat down on the sofa on the other side with a blank face, closed his eyes for a while and then said, "You are disappointed that I didn't sleepwalk?"
Chen Shiming's eyes stayed on the document, and when he heard the words, he just said: "It's okay."
Chen Qizhao didn't look at Chen Shiming again, he flipped through the pills on the living room table, and picked out painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs.
Zhang Yazhi probably didn't know enough about her eldest son, but he actually had the patience to believe what Zhang Yazhi said. Chen Shiming has a critical eye, never speaks mercilessly, and never has a good time to speak. Chen Qizhao still remembers that when he went to university, he and a classmate in his major had a sudden idea of setting up a studio. After he made a leak at the dinner table, Chen Shiming asked him about his plans and plans to ask him about his skills. The idea was worthless, and the two quarreled on the spot.
It was never easy to talk to Chen Shiming. He thought so, and he was already thinking about other ideas, but suddenly he heard a question coming from his ear.
Chen Shiming: "Send the document."
Chen Qizhao paused and turned to look at him.
Chen Shiming still kept his posture of looking at the document without moving, but he seemed to know Chen Qizhao's doubts, and then said, "Since you want me to read it for you, at least you have to send it over first, right?"
The atmosphere seemed to stagnate for a second or two, and then moved forward silently.
Chen Qizhao withdrew his gaze, opened the shell of the anti-inflammatory drug, and said in a somewhat unnatural tone, "Then I will send it to you later."
Chen Shiming glanced at the boy beside him, who was wearing pajamas, and the medical gauze on his arm was still noticeable. Chen Qizhao has never spoken so politely. His words have always been direct and demanding. Chen Qizhao, who doesn't speak, is less aggressive, but it's always good to be obedient.
Chen Shiming continued to read the document, "Since you want to find a project to try out, you should get some snacks to do it."
The housekeeper kindly brought the hot porridge over. Chen Qizhao just stirred the porridge and turned on the phone.
Hearing the voice, Zhang Yazhi's words of 'just be good' appeared in his mind, and he controlled his tone: "Oh, okay."
Just as Chen Shiming was a little satisfied, he suddenly heard a series of text messages.
In the slightly quiet living room, the voice suddenly broke in.
Chen Qizhao lowered his head.
The phone that was just turned on flashed N text messages, all of which were reminders of missed calls.
It is conceivable that when he was sleeping and shutting down, someone called him at least 20 times in a row.
The sound rang too many times.
Chen Shiming asked, "Scam text messages?"
Just as Chen Qizhao was about to speak, the phone suddenly rang, and the contact person displayed the characters 'Yan Kailin'.
The people next to him watched, he couldn't hang up, so he had to answer the phone.
As soon as it was connected, the loud voice on the other end of the phone penetrated the receiver.
"Brother Zhao! I'm back in China! People, eight missing one, I'll be waiting for you!"
The shocking music was accompanied by the boy's shouting, and there were also noisy background sounds such as 'drink a cup' and 'dry' from other voices, showing how intense the opposite was.
Chen Shiming looked at Chen Qizhao.
Chen Qizhao hung up the phone, cut off the deafening voice, and said calmly, "Scam call."
After he finished speaking, he put the call on the blacklist in front of Chen Shiming.
-*
The tall buildings in the city outside the floor-to-ceiling glass stand, and the man in the suit in front of the desk opens the file bag.
"It has been investigated and all the information is above." Special Assistant Xu continued earnestly and rigorously: "The people who met with the second master that night were all acquaintances, and the person who handed over the project to the second master was also named Qin Xingfeng. "
"The illegitimate son of the Qin family?" Chen Shiming flipped through the information, "How did Chen Qizhao have anything to do with him?"
Xu Te assistant said: "We have come and gone several times, and it was the young master of the Wang family who led the way."
Chen Qizhao seems to be very enthusiastic about Qin Xingfeng's project, and he sent the documents quickly last night. He took a cursory look at it. The outline information is not a plan. This project is not a good project, at least on the surface, no fault can be picked out.
The Qin family has only gradually developed to the S city in the past few years. It was already in the J city next door, and he had heard a little about the Qin family. As an illegitimate son, Qin Xingfeng is not welcome in the Qin family, and he is also capable. Later, he took a sum of money to set up his own business. In just a few years, he became prosperous. Now he is fighting openly and secretly with other heirs of the Qin family. .
"It's not without reason that Qin Xingfeng would find Chen Qizhao. The Qin family has serious infighting. He wants to use this project as a stepping stone for Chen's family." Chen Shiming threw the documents aside, "Chen Qizhao is not deep in the world, so it is easiest to fool and deceive. , Qin Xingfeng's mind is not small."
Xu Tesuke lowered his head slightly: "Boss, do you want to explain this to Second Young Master?"
"No, since he took the initiative to find me, he is obviously very interested in this project. I will not interfere with his decision. Even if he suffers a loss, he can have a longer memory, so he should practice his hand." Chen Shiming turned over the other documents again, it seems that Planning to continue to work on other tasks, he explained in a light tone: "I leave this matter to you. If he has any needs or problems, please report to me in time."
Xu Tesuke nodded to make it clear that when he was about to leave, Chen Shiming stopped him again.
Chen Shiming didn't lift his head, and simply ordered: "If he needs help, give him some convenience."
-*
In a club in S City, several young people gathered together, and many of them had a hangover all night on their faces.
"What? You were also blocked?"
"It is estimated that it is blocked, so I can't get in."
"Try another card."
"Chen Qizhao really won't be sanctioned by his eldest brother. There has been no news for the past two days, and he has not spoken in the group."
The young people gathered together, the expressions on their faces were different, and they seemed a little confused. Although he knew that the Chen brothers were at odds, the quarrel in the past was a one-night affair, and the next day Chen Qizhao still contacted them as if nothing was wrong. Yesterday happened to be Yan Kailin's return to China. They were ready to pick up the wind and wash the dust. They even took time to contact Chen Qizhao. Who knew that no one answered the phone, and they turned off the phone in the end.
Don't mention contacts now, their phones are basically blocked.
It is even more unreliable to find people on the Internet, and the news sent in the past will go to nothing.
Cheng Rong held the phone, frowning tightly.
Who Chen Qizhao is, he knows best. He is always on call and spends a lot of money. Although his temper is a little worse, he has always been easy to handle and not that smart. It's the first time I've seen it like this, and he doesn't think Chen Qizhao will take the initiative to block others.
"Linzai, have you been blocked too?" Cheng Rong suppressed his doubts and turned to ask another boy.
The boy is a little baby-faced and looks young, but he has a one-inch head, and there are some tattoos on his exposed skin, and he also looks grumpy. At this time, he kept repeating the call with his fingers, but after connecting, there was only a mechanical repeating female voice, and he said impatiently: "Is his mobile phone in arrears?"
Yan Kailin looked worried: "When I return to China, he doesn't even come to Fengxianchen."
"Isn't he restricted in personal freedom? Chen Shiming is so angry this time, so he just keeps people from going out?"
"Isn't it possible that all the mobile phones are with Chen Shiming? It's really a bit strange. Have you contacted him in the past two days?"
"Would you like to come and have a look?"
"Don't, I don't want to meet Chen Shiming."
A group of people chatted, but no one really dared to come to the door to check the situation.
"I haven't replied to the message I sent. Oh, I seem to have heard from Brother Xingfeng yesterday that he and Xiao Zhao are planning to discuss a project."
"Can Qin Xingfeng contact him? It's strange, then why doesn't he reply to our news?"
Cheng Rong said: "Since we can get in touch, let Qin Xingfeng find out what the situation is and see if we can ask him out."
Yan Kailin didn't speak, and bombarded the Internet again.
After a while, the message he sent turned into an exclamation mark.
"..." Yan Kailin: "Fuck!"
-*
Chen Qizhao was not surprised when he received a text message from Special Assistant Xu.
After rebirth, his network is limited after all. If Ruizhen Electronics was used as an excuse to investigate Lin Shizhong's affairs without causing others to suspect, the best way is to use external forces. In any case, he was defeated, and it is not exaggerated to do anything. With the excuse of wanting to invest, he should borrow Chen Shiming's people to help. It is better to save time and effort.
And Chen Shiming is so busy, he won't have time to talk to him about this every day, the biggest possibility is to send someone to help him.
He didn't expect Chen Shiming to communicate so well, and he even planned to turn to Zhang Yazhi for help.
Zhang Yazhi doesn't care about the group's affairs, but it's okay to send some information to his father or elder brother through her, but it's a little more troublesome.
Chen Qizhao was thoughtful, thinking of Chen Shiming's attitude yesterday, and muttered: "I really didn't find him eating this set in my last life."
"Yes, talk well."
"What are you talking about..."
"But now it's not as bad as it used to be, and it's not surprising that he's a little patient."
Halfway through the conversation, a new message notification lights up on the phone screen.
Chen Qizhao came back to his senses and suddenly realized that he was talking to himself, "I'm not used to it, but it's not that I can't communicate."
It was Qin Xingfeng who sent the message, saying that Cheng Rong had organized a dinner party and brought him a paper version of the plan by the way.
When I was young, I had so many friends and friends. Later, when something happened to the Chen family, the relationship between them was clean, and it was not bad to be able to remember one or two people. I have a little impression of Cheng Rong, or because he made enough calls yesterday, I am a little impressed by the name.
You don't have to think about it to know that the dinner party is organized by Cheng Rong.
In order to let him pass, he also used the planning book as an excuse.
A good reason to let him pass.
Various web pages are opened on the large screen of the computer screen in the room, and there are several pages showing private websites. The documents on the left half of the screen are densely filled with information. Chen Qizhao picked out two of the sorted documents, and packaged them together with a series of documents that Qin Xingfeng later sent to Special Assistant Xu.
The surroundings were silent, and the mobile phone placed on the table was lit from time to time.
He didn't reply, Qin Xingfeng sent a few more messages.
Chen Qizhao let Qin Xingfeng dry for more than half an hour before slowly picking up the phone.