Jiao Qi felt that he could no longer be used to him, otherwise he would be even more stupid. He put down his chopsticks and said, "I don't want to eat. I don't like salt and pepper ribs."
"Papa!" The President slapped his chopsticks on the table, his face immediately cold: "You dare to disobey my orders!"
Jiao Qi ignored him and left the dining table to find some snacks in the refrigerator, took it to the sofa, and processed the mail while eating. He is efficient at work. Basho’s affairs have been dealt with during the day, and he only needs to check for urgent mail at night.
Director Liang seems to be working overtime, and a new email was sent three minutes ago. The anchor "Conscience Feeds the Dog" has confirmed that it will not renew the contract. The follow-up matters will be transferred to other departments tomorrow. The poaching of the "Devil" has made progress, and tomorrow he will go to talk to the other side.
He replied with the word "good" and switched to Zhang Chenfei's mailbox. Jiao Qi read Shifei Technology's email again. Although there were mistakes such as typos during the day, there was no problem with the handling of the mail, which made him feel more or less relieved.
I picked up the snack on the table and took a bite. The cold and hard taste was terrible, so I had to drink a sip of hot tea to warm it up.
"Ding Dong!" Zhi Nao popped up a new message, a video from Li Yingjun. It was a surveillance video of the venue. In the video, one person was marked in red later. If you look closely, it is Gou Xin. It is normal to be invited to participate in the game conference as a well-known game anchor.
The video showed that Gou Xin was talking to someone at the time, turned his head and saw Zhang Chenfei, and then stepped forward with a wine glass. Before entering, Zhang Chenfei was dragged behind the pillar by Gao Shiqing who suddenly ran over. Gou Xin seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and followed, standing on the other side of the pillar.
I see…
Jiao Qi raised his eyebrows slightly and called Gao Shiqing.
The phone rang five times before being picked up: "Sister-in-law... uh, brother Jiao, what's the matter?"
"Ah, yes, that day the minister said something to us." Gao Shiqing hesitated.
No need to ask, Jiao Qi knows what that guy said to others: "You didn't tell others, did you?"
"How can you tell someone this kind of thing!" Gao Shiqing suddenly raised his tone, then realized something, and quickly shut up, his voice stopped abruptly.
Fortunately, Jiao Qi didn't ask any further questions, so he simply answered "I know" and hung up. Gao Shiqing stared at the blacked brain, scratched his head sadly, and sighed.
"Da Fei, Da Fei, what do you mean by what you are doing!" Mr. Gao was fortunate to have experienced the "dilemma of loyalty and righteousness" of Liangshan heroes in the Song Dynasty in the 21st century, which is highly technologically advanced.
Jiao Qi hung up the phone, looked down in thought, took another blueberry cake and brought it to his mouth. The sweet cream made him frown, and he had to put it back on the plate.
In the past, Zhang Dadi didn't cook all the time. After all, there are cooks and aunts at home, and sometimes he eats outside. But as long as he cooks, he must cook his favorite dishes, even if he adds some soups that he doesn't like to eat for his stomach, the main dish is definitely his favorite.
Only then did I realize how much fine love there is in the bits and pieces that I didn't pay attention to before.
The angry Mr. President went to the balcony and smoked a cigarette. When he came back, he saw Xiaojiao's wife lying aggrieved on the sofa, feeling distressed again. To make a tantrum for stuttering, it looks like his inflammation. The face was still a deserted flower of Gaoling, but his mouth was slightly pursed unconsciously. Ordinary people can't tell if they don't distinguish carefully, only his dear ones can see it at a glance.
Walked over in two or three steps, sat down beside Xiaojiao's wife, tilted her head and pecked on the beautiful mouth: "What do you want to eat, I will make it for you."
Jiao Qi turned to look at him, pursed his lips and smiled. He used to like spicy food. For the sake of his stomach, Zhang Chenfei would not allow him to eat it after his marriage. Every time he was about to get angry, the guy would come to kiss him, which made him lose his temper and gradually stopped eating.
"hot pot."
The little fairy relied on himself to look like a white moonlight, and made such an excessive request. But the president is not an ordinary person, and the man who controls the lifeline of the global economy will never admit defeat, and will surely make his beloved little stand-in a hot pot!
After half an hour, a clear soup pot was set up on the table.
Two large plates of snow mountain lamb were brought back by Gao Shiqing from hunting. They said they were top-quality and rare, so they were cut into mutton rolls by Zhang Dazhao. There is also a bowl of deer blood, which is rinsed as duck blood.
The dinner was very satisfying, but the deer blood was a bit dry.
The weather in September is still a bit hot, the villa is cool at night in the suburbs, but the city center is still a hot island. The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and Jiao Qi rummaged in the warm goose down quilt. The outer layer of the pillow in the middle is made of velvet, which increases the degree of heat. After a few days of truce, his body had already regained his vitality. After being so excited by the blood of the deer, he trance returned to the state of being just seventeen or eighteen years old.
The old man was not too shy, Jiao Qi lay on the pillow and reached out to touch his old attacker.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Chenfei was obviously not asleep either, and grabbed the fumbled hand and glared at him.
"I'm a little hot." Xiaojiao's wife threw away the pillow and got into Lao Gong's bed.
"..." The president looked at the little double in his arms with a complicated expression. To be honest, he is also very dry now. But such an active little substitute is nothing like his flames, which makes him feel guilty of betraying the male god.
Jiao Qi didn't know what Zhang Dadi was thinking about again. He pressed his dysfunctional body to Lao Gong and sighed comfortably.
Zhang Chen couldn't bear it, turned over and held the small double, sneered: "He's not as wavering as you."
"Fuck!"
Jiao Qi kicked him and sat up. Even if you don't fulfill the obligations of husband and wife, you dare to say that he is mad! Angrily jumped off the ground, put on slippers and walked to the bathroom, ready to solve it by himself, so that the big dick has nowhere to do.
After two steps, the President stopped him and threw it back on the warm goose down quilt.
"If you provoke me, you want to escape?" Zhang Chenfei sneered, turned around and took out a set of clothes from nowhere and threw it over, "Put this on and I will feed you."
what? Jiao Qi took a look at the clothes, and his face flushed suddenly. It wasn't any shameful fancy clothes, but a dark blue sportswear with yellow stripes. To be precise, it was the uniform of his high school alma mater.
The clothes are brand new, obviously the President asked someone to order them these past two days. In order to paralyze oneself so as to take advantage of the small double, it can be described as painstakingly.
"I don't wear it." Jiao Qi threw his clothes aside, and his toes curled up slightly on the white duvet, turning a shy pink.
"This can't be for you," the President took out a cigar from the drawer without cutting it, just dang it in his mouth, showing a bully attitude, "If you don't wear it, I won't pay your father back! "
"… what?"
This stalk can't make it through.
Chapter 13 The Substitute Lover of the Giants (6) ┃I’m all my brothers, masters, don’t scare you
Jiao Qi put on the school uniform in the end. I don't know where Zhang Dadi's nasty taste comes from, and he can still be so excited about such an ugly school uniform.
"Called Senior."
"..." Playing such a full set
Jiao Qi was a little bit unable to speak, the wicked guy refused to let him go, and finally was forced to scream, but in exchange for a more excited old attack.
There is no way to get this waist.
The next day, the new brain peripherals arrived.
Louis XIII is still repairing, so you can't let the president be a primitive man, so you can buy a popular model first. But the internal devices are still messy and cannot be adapted, so the new brain can only use peripherals, which is the child mode.
The child mode has many limitations, such as the game can only be played for two hours a day, cannot browse unhealthy websites, cannot give rewards to live broadcasters, and so on. But the basic functions are available, and there are no restrictions on answering phone calls, sending emails, and paying for change.
After importing the data of Louis XIII, Jiao Qi immediately checked the download history. Records show that the Haute Couture Brain Louis XIII has indeed downloaded more than one novel. At that time, Zhang Chenfei asked it to download the copy of "The Overbearing President's Highly Priced Wife". Louis XIII, who has superb service awareness, also downloaded the relevant recommended books and made a folder thoughtfully.
Because these books have more or less content that is not suitable for children, they are recognized by the new intellectual brain of the child model, and they cannot be opened now. Jiao Qi tapped the gray folder icon, sighed, and took out the black and gold strap to put the new wisdom brain on.
Intellectual brains usually have only one established number. Louis XIII is a customized "dual card dual standby" intellectual brain containing a work number and a private number. In the past few days, all the calls of the work number were transferred to the secretary, and the calls of the private number were transferred to Jiao Qi.
The new wisdom brain Louis XIV is a popular version bought in the mall, with only one number, which is Zhang Chenfei's private number. It didn't take long to start, and I received a message.
[Brother Fei, the strong son is out, let's get together. 】
There is no contact name and no previous message record. The sentence without beginning and ending, but somehow, reminded Jiao Qi of the bail receipt in the basement.
In the evening, Jiao Qi followed Zhang Chenfei to a small party.
"They are all the brothers who are following me, masters, don't scare you." The president embraced the waist of Xiaojiao's wife and smiled wickedly. As a man who turns his hands over the clouds and rains his hands, he is the president who controls the lifeline of the world economy during the day, and he should be the emperor who rules the underworld at night.
Jiao Qi almost believed it, if they weren't a skewers restaurant...
The lobby is full of voices, and the simple folding table is covered with several layers of disposable plastic tablecloths. The satiated guests left the table full of mess, the waiter picked up the dishes with his hands and feet quickly, and then threw the tablecloth into the trash can surrounded by flies.
"Boss, two more kidneys!"
"Where is my draft beer?"
It was noisy and smoky, Jiao Qi had never been to such a place before, and was very uncomfortable.
Fortunately, this place also has private rooms, but it is relatively quiet and the facilities are not much better. There are three people sitting in the room, very strange. The shaved man with a vicious face, a thin monkey with a shaved head and wandering eyes, and a...comrade policeman.
Isn't this really the scene of law enforcement where the people's police arrested idlers
"Brother Fei... who is this?" The three of them stood up one after another. The moment they saw Jiao Qi, they were very surprised, like some established small group, suddenly strangers appeared, there was a slight rejection, but more It is curiosity that almost overflows.
"Qiangzi, don't you think..." the big man whispered to the thin monkey.
The police patted the big man and motioned him not to speak.
Jiao Qi shook hands with them: "I am Chen Fei's husband."
"Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Jiao, long up and down." The police comrade stretched out his hand in return.
"We are brother Fei's high school classmates, my name is Maomao," the looking fierce guy, with a simple face when he smiled, patted the thin monkey next to him, "This is a strong son, and the police comrade is called Xiaoyuan. "
They knew Jiao Qi, rich young masters and young entrepreneurs, they weren't the same kind of people as them, and Zhang Chenfei wouldn't let them see him.
Unlike the lively Zhang Chenfei, there are photos of him everywhere, so he almost made his face the protagonist of the game and posted it to Times Square in New York. Over the years, this "sister-in-law" has always existed in the legend, because he is low-key, and even the financial magazine hasn't shown her face, so there is no way to know what she looks like.
Now looking at this familiar face, the three looked at each other.
The big man named Maomao couldn't help it anymore: "Isn't this the school grass that Brother Fei likes? Hey, no, isn't the school grass called Jiao Yan?"
"Like?" Zhang Chen proudly hugged Xiaojiao's wife, "I finally found one that looks like this."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere that had just warmed up froze in vain. Even the cowardly Hadron couldn't help but looked up in shock, looking back and forth between Jiao Qi and Zhang Chenfei.
Jiao Qi twitched the corner of his mouth.
Inferior lamb sprinkled with cumin and chili, roasted leeks that are tangled like hair, and a bottle of cold beer for ten yuan, none of them can be eaten by Jiao Qi. He could only silently roll up the sleeves of expensive shirts, peel off a few edamame, and listen to them talking about the mountains.
The four were iron buddies in high school, and only Zhang Chenfei was admitted to a good university. Maomao failed to pass the entrance examination and has been in the society for many years. Now he works as a security guard in a nightclub and has to go to work after eating the skewers. Qiangzi is the brother who "comes out" and has just been released from prison. Xiaoyuan is a movie. The child policeman was so busy that he hit the back of the head with his heels. He rushed over after get off work. Before he had time to change his clothes, he put on a short sleeve on the outside of the police uniform.
The delicate young master can't eat it, but the president seems to like these foods very much. After drinking two bottles of beer, he left Xiaojiao's wife to his group of "dao brothers" and turned around to go to the toilet.
The original lively atmosphere suddenly cooled down because of Zhang Chenfei's departure.
The three of them were a little bit unable to face Jiaoqi, and Zhang Chenfei liked the school grass back then, and only the three of them knew about it. When I first came in, I thought he had returned home with the beauty in his arms, and wanted to laugh that he kept it pretty solid. I haven't mentioned a word for seven years, and I didn't expect to use the young master as a stand-in.
Jiao Qi still peeled a peanut calmly, smiled slightly, took out business talk skills, and started to play their words.
Comrade Pian'er Jing is still more cautious and talks less. Hadron had just been released from prison and was still in a crash state without connecting to the outside WiFi. Maomao has the most words, and the best way to do it. In a few sentences, he sold himself and the other three people clean.
"Brother Fei used to play with us, but later I didn’t know what happened. One day he suddenly said that he wanted to study hard for the Q big exam. At that time, he almost made me laugh. As a result, no one thought that this grandson actually passed the exam. , That's a big Q, so you can get the top pick." Mao Mao still looks incredible so far.
"I'm in the MY shop, you high-class people should know, haha, I'm there as a security guard. Brother Fei also goes there often... Ay, what are you hitting me for?" Mao Mao turned his head and stared at Comrade Police violently.
Jiao Qi raised his eyebrows slightly. MY is the nightclub that Zhang Dajiao took him to last time. He naturally knows: "You just said that he had a crush on the school grass when he was in high school. Isn't it called Jiao Yan?"
At the mention of this name, Maomao's burp, who had just risen to his throat, was frightened back.
"Uh, no, what..." The strong man who was about nineteen meters tall scratched his head like a stupid bear, and winked at the strong son desperately.
Hadron: WiFi connection...
Jiao Qi slowly drank the hot tea: "I am Jiao Yan."
"what?"
"I changed my name."
"What?"
Everyone was stunned that such a bloody plot was actually staged in reality.
Qiangzi finally received the signal and squatted: "Fei, Brother Fei still doesn't know that you are Jiao Yan. Doesn't that make the male god suffer a lot of grievances?"
"This is really not there." Jiao Qi pressed his fist to his lips, covering the corner of his mouth with a smile, thinking, your brother Fei is clear. Zhang Dadi's scheming dick kept everyone from it, for seven years without leaking.
Chapter 14 The Double Lover of the Giants (7) ┃That is Mr. Dior Zhang’s script, not you
Zhang Chenfei went out to the toilet. This can be regarded as a relatively luxurious skewers restaurant, but the conditions of the toilet are also the same, full of a strange smell of oily smoke. Inferior floor tiles that can never be wiped clean are greasy and somewhat smooth.
The two bottles of beer didn't make the President drunk, but a little dizzy. When he walked to the sink and was about to wash his hands, he staggered and almost fell into the giant trash can by the sink.
"Sir, are you okay?" The waiter who was throwing leftovers in the trash can saw it, and quickly stepped forward and supported him with a rag, and instantly printed a black handprint on the white shirt of the president. .
Zhang Chenfei waved his hand while holding on to the sink. He didn't care about the waiter's staining of his shirt. He flushed his face with cold water and instantly became sober. I was in a daze for a moment in the mirror, as if I had been burned, turned around and walked back to the private room quickly, and heard the laughter inside outside the door.
"You two have been married for seven years. This is the first time we have seen each other."
"Come on, let's go one."
"I can't drink, let's play Truth or Dare?" The clear and clear voice is his delicate little wife, the young master who should never appear in this place. At this moment, he is having a very happy conversation with his high school brothers—a security guard, a policeman, and a gangster who just got out of prison.
This world is a bit magical.
"Okay, come here..."
"Bang!" Zhang Chenfei opened the door, grabbed Jiao Qi's wrist, and pulled the person up.
"Brother Fei, what's the matter?" Seeing that his expression was wrong, Maomao also stood up.
Zhang Chenfei came to his senses and smiled awkwardly: "I'm a little bit in a hurry, I have to go first. It's already over before the meal, and I will get together again next time." After finishing speaking, he took Xiaojiao's wife and left.
The three brothers were left with a dull look.
"Brother Fei, what's the matter?" Mao Mao asked the only comrade Pian'er police with investigative and analytical capabilities present.
"Is it right? You heard that my sister-in-law is Jiao Yan?" Qiangzi said weakly after taking a bite of the skewers.
Maomao slapped on the table and gave Zhenfei the roasted leeks that Qiangzi hadn't finished eating: "So he really doesn't know that the substitute is the school grass? Wow!"
Jiao Qi was dragged to the parking space by Zhang Chenfei. He was just pushed onto the co-pilot before being pulled up again.
"You drive." After drinking some beer, the president who obeyed the traffic regulations gave the driving seat to his little wife.
Jiao Qi took a close look at Zhang Chenfei's expression, received his impatient gaze and a vicious command, then stopped saying anything and drove home.
Zhang Chenfei said "return to the villa" in a weak tone, then ignored his little wife and turned his head to look out the window. In my mind, there are many people in the villa, Yan Yan should be embarrassed to beat him in public.
Hey, what can we do about this wow!
Jiao Qi didn't notice anything wrong at first, and the president with a broken brain just thought it out. Occasionally turning his head to look at him on the road, Zhang Dazhao was squinting his fingers and suddenly narrowed his eyes.
Zhang Dazhao is counting how much he has done to be beaten. Afterwards, I gave Jiao Qi a coke and told me to use contraception and forced them to wear school uniforms to play. He also said that Yanyan liked to eat salt and pepper ribs... The question is, how do you explain the secret crush
The secrets that had been hidden for many years were so removed, and Jiao Qi was brought to see his high school classmates. I don't know what the three bastards said to Yan Yan, Jiao Qi probably already knew that he was a gangster before. This gave him a sense of collapse when he took off his pants and walked the catwalk on the street.
Back at the villa, Zhang Chenfei was very depressed, even the president Fan forgot to pretend, like a wilted green onion, sitting on the sofa with his head drooping.
Jiao Qi sat down on the solo sofa diagonally across from him and looked at him with his arms around him: "Let's talk about it, who is the white moonlight in your heart?"
"Didn't I tell you everything?"
"That's Mr. Dior Zhang's script, not you, Zhang Chenfei." The last name was squeezed out of his teeth every word.
The President suddenly raised his head and met Xiaojiao's wife's cold eyes. He forsook all the lows and fell into an infinite loop of "it's over". When his wife saw that he had recovered, Zhang Chenfei took advantage of the situation and sneered: "You also said, that is Dior Zhang's script, that's all..."
"I remember you mentioned that when you were in school, there was a person you liked. You never said who he was. When you were confused, did you confuse that person with my old name?" Jiao Qi said with a cold face, posing Put in a posture that you want to talk about.
If he hadn't looked at the things in the basement impulsively, he might have taken Zhang Dazhao to the Civil Affairs Bureau for a divorce by now.
"Hey, it's not..." How did things go this way
"Also said he wasn't as wavering as me in bed, eh? I've always been in this style in bed. Who else have you slept with?"
"I am not, I am not!"
The unexplainable adult president was thrown into the guest room to sleep, holding a pillow and standing pitifully at the door of the master bedroom, patted the door: "Baby, listen to me."
There was no movement in the room, and no matter what he said he didn't open the door, Zhang Chenfei had to go to the guest room dejectedly. That was what he told the housekeeper to clean up a few days ago, and it just happened to come in handy now.
"What do you look at, haven't you seen someone thrown out by your wife?" His majestic gaze swept across the servants who were stealing in the corner, and everyone immediately scattered.
Lying on the cold bed in the guest room, thinking about the first half of my tragic life, from the pain of my mother's death, thinking of my disappointment when I was admitted to Q university but heard that Yan Yan went abroad, and thinking about the anxiety of hearing that Jiao Yan was forced to go on a blind date by the family. Back to the skewers I ate tonight...
Skewers!
Sitting on the ground, Zhang Chenfei patted his head, ran to the kitchen quickly, and ordered a bowl of clear noodle soup.
"Yanyan, come out and eat a bowl of noodles before going to bed. You didn't eat anything tonight, and your stomach hurts tomorrow." Knocked on the door of the master bedroom, there was no response inside, Zhang Chenfei sighed.
"You ate the noodles, and I will tell you who that person is."
A few minutes later, Jiao Qi in her pajamas was sitting at the dinner table, snoring and eating the clear noodle soup cooked by Lao Gong.
Zhang Chenfei went to the basement to get a photo album with a cartoon cover, like a primary school student waiting for his parents to sign with a zero score on the test, and handed it to Jiao Qi with a look of embarrassment.
Jiao Qi looked at Lao Gong whose ears were red, and suddenly felt distressed again. He was still ill, so he was angry with him.
"I haven't slept with anyone before. That was based on the script. You were quite reserved when we were there. Every time I went to bed, I almost showered and burned incense... I just like the way you waver, hehe..."
Jiao Qi: "..."
It's better to have a fight.