"It's been five years, and you're the first man besides my family to see what I look like!"
Wen Liang didn't want to deny that he was a little distracted at that moment, but Uncle Wen was not a young man who was obsessed with beauty. He quickly came to his senses and chuckled, "Ning Xi, you are more beautiful than I thought!"
Ning Xi smiled slightly and put her sunglasses back on, as if the stunning beauty that had just caught her eye was just an illusory fantasy of ordinary people, just like the "Fishing Alone on a Cold River" by Ma Yuan of the Southern Song Dynasty, with the whole paper full of blank space and no trace of water in the whole painting, but it made people feel that the water line was connected to the sky and the smoke was vast.
"Wen Liang, I want to drink!"
After leaving Yingcui Lake, Wen Liang couldn't refuse, so he had to accompany Ning Xi to Dehua Street for a drink. Gu Ge's shop had already been opened with Ning Xi's help. Wen Liang was used to eating at food stalls, so he taught Gu Ge a variety of barbecued meats and grilled vegetables that were rare at this time of year. After a period of operation, the business was unexpectedly hot.
Dehua Street is usually open until four or five in the morning, but it was raining heavily tonight, so the store was empty. Gu Ge was leaning against the counter, taking a nap from time to time. When he saw Wen Liang and Ning Xi come in, he was overjoyed. Without saying a word, he immediately started cooking, and soon a large table was full. The two sat down at the innermost seat, drinking white wine and eating barbecue. The rain was pouring outside the door, which was quite interesting.
During the meal, Wen Liang intentionally brought up Qinghe's affairs to distract Ning Xi's attention. After a period of operation, the corporate structure of Qinghe Soy Milk had basically taken shape, with all the funds and personnel in place. According to the plan, the next step would be to launch large-scale advertising to expand the market influence, and the central factory, which was the top priority of the chain operation, would also start construction at the same time.
The site of the central factory was set at the Xijiao Grain Station. Wen Huaiming now bears the two heavy burdens of Qingzhou's state-owned enterprise reform and grain reform. It is a time when he urgently needs to revitalize his fixed assets. Wen Liang chose this place to build a factory, which is convenient for both public and private interests and can be said to kill several birds with one stone.
He looked at Ning Xi who was drinking silently opposite him, and thought to himself: It's time to introduce Ning Xi to my father. Time is the best medicine. Once we get busy, the painful past will slowly fade away.
It was raining heavily at night, and the guests were still drinking. When the Porsche slowly stopped at the door of the hotel where Ning Xi usually stayed, the exhausted Miss Ning was already leaning on the passenger seat without moving. Wen Liang pushed her body, but there was no response, so he leaned over and held her in his arms, and walked her to the room.
Just after putting Ning Xi on the bed and before he could let go, she suddenly turned her head and vomited. A drunk fairy was no different from an ordinary person, so naturally she made a mess of herself and Wen Liang.
At this point, Wen Liang had already decided to be a babysitter, and he went outside to call two waitresses to help Ning Xi dry her hair and change into clean clothes. A funny thing happened during this time. A waitress helped Ning Xi wipe her face and took off her sunglasses, but she was obviously attracted by her seemingly real and illusory appearance. She looked at Wen Liang with a look full of suspicion. If Uncle Wen was not now a young and innocent boy, people might have called the police.
After the waitress closed the door and left, Wen Liang sat down beside the bed. He first helped Ning Xi tighten the quilt, then stared at her heart-pounding face after she took off her sunglasses. After a while, he suddenly flicked her forehead with his fingers and said to himself, "Little girl, it's lucky that it's me, your brother. If it were the male protagonists in those YY novels, they would have taken the opportunity to help you change your clothes and wipe your body, under the pretext of being in a hurry and being forced to do so, but in fact they all had dirty intentions of making a fait accompli. Tell me, am I so upright and invincible? Oh, you're so disrespectful even when you're drunk, and you dare to pout. Do you believe I'll find a cucumber and stuff it into your mouth?"
Wen Liang laughed. He could only talk about this idea while she was unconscious. His voice gradually became softer: "Ning Xi, you come from a famous family, you are very intelligent, and you have a face that can bring disaster to the country and the people. You are so lucky that others can't get it in several lifetimes. You don't need to torture yourself for these so-called love. In this life, besides love, there are many other things worth doing..."
"Have a good sleep. I hope you'll still be the Ning Xi who gives me both headaches and admiration tomorrow when I wake up!" Wen Liang leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Good night, little drunkard!"
Doors opened and closed, lights flashed and went off.
After a while, Ning Xi, who should have been fast asleep, quietly opened her eyes and rubbed her forehead which was hurt by Wen Liang's punch. But she seemed to still hear his breath in her ears, which jumped into the calm lake of her heart with irresistible magic, and with a splash, created layers of waves.
Ning Xi stared at the ceiling quietly, her eyes moving, and a blush quietly appeared on her cheeks.
The next morning, Wen Liang did not go to class. He brought breakfast from the Bayi Restaurant and came to the hotel. He knocked on the door. Ning Xi seemed to have forgotten everything that happened last night. She smiled and asked, "So early?"
Wen Liang also became a patient with amnesia. He raised the soy milk and fried dough sticks in his hand and said, "The early bird catches the worm..."
Ning Xi reached out to take the bag and sneered, "If I don't get up early, won't I still have worms to eat?"
Wen Liang raised the bag above his head, dodged it, and said, "Sister, you are from the upper class, go to the hotel buffet, it's ten times richer there, this is what my brother wants to eat."
"Humph, stingy!"
After having breakfast while playing around, Ning Xi put on her sunglasses again before leaving. Wen Liang said in surprise, "I thought you had basically said goodbye to sunglasses..."
Ning Xi turned around and smiled, looking even more pure and charming: "Is it not good to just let you see it?"
Wen Liang opened his mouth wide, Ning Xi almost bent over with laughter, rolled her eyes at him, and walked away.
On the second floor of Qingzhou Hotel next to the Municipal Party Committee, Wen Liang introduced Wen Huaiming and Ning Xi to each other, and then went to the side, leaving the two to bargain. He had decided to let Si Yajing be the spokesperson for Qinghe, and the shares would be transferred to her name, and there was no worry that Wen Huaiming would be implicated. Moreover, in this era, the economy is in command, and the performance of officials is tested by GDP. In order to attract investment, all places have almost resorted to any means. As long as it is a legitimate investment, Wen Huaiming naturally has no need to embarrass himself. After a conversation, he expressed his gratitude to Ning Xi for supporting the economic development of Qingzhou, and promised to give Qinghe the greatest preferential treatment within the scope allowed by the policy.
The grain reform pilot work group was also affiliated with Qingtou, so this matter could be directly operated through Qingtou. The first phase of the central factory required an investment of more than 2 million yuan, which was insignificant in the entire Qingzhou, but for the newly established Qingtou, it was the first real business, and it was also the first step in the grain reform, which could be explained to both the superiors and the subordinates.
Wen Huaiming had just taken on the important task and was not yet firmly established. He also needed an order like this to shut others up and reassure his subordinates. Moreover, more than two million was not too much, but not too little either. The risk was not great, but the amount was enough. It was really a timely help, and they hit it off immediately.
Today's meeting was just a preliminary consensus, and the specific operation still needed to go through relevant procedures. Wen Huaiming sent Ning Xi away, returned to the room and stared at Wen Liang, saying, "When did you meet such a rich friend?"
"Friends are friends. Talking about money hurts feelings," Wen Liang said with a smile, "You don't have to give me face. Just do what you want. But people come to invest to make money, and the city should give them the policies they deserve. We can't hurt investors' feelings just to avoid suspicion."
Wen Huaiming was both amused and annoyed, his face darkened, and he said, "You are the one who talks too much. Did you skip class again today? If Teacher Ye calls my office again, you know what will happen to you!"
Wen Liang got a headache whenever he thought of Ye Yuting. Ever since she had brought her back together with Zuo Yuxi, this old lady had become a different person. She kept an eye on Wen Liang's attendance every day and reported any sign of trouble to his parents immediately, making him miserable.
I remember a saint once said that if you want a woman to be obedient, you must either conquer her spiritually or physically, Wen Liang thought viciously, if you dare to tell tales on me again, I may not have a philosophical spirit, but I have a strong body.
At noon, he went to Si Yajing's house for a meal. During the meal, they were close to each other. Although they didn't really ecstasy, they felt a little bit of ecstasy. Wen Liang told Si Yajing to arrange the time. He would take her to meet Ning Xi and Li Shengli in three days. From now on, Si Yajing would appear on his behalf in all public occasions of Qinghe Soy Milk.
Si Yajing nestled in his arms, her fingers nervously drawing circles on her chest, and said, "I'm really afraid I can't do it well..."
Wen Liang kissed her cheek, put his fingers deep into her clothes, gently stroked her smooth skin, and said with a smile: "Everything depends on human effort. It won't be long before you find that the most brainless job in the world is to be a boss."
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Liang hurried back to school and even went to the English office to show up. His intention was clear, that is, to tell Ye Yuting that Hu Hansan had returned and that the tip-off could be suspended. Ye Yuting was so angry that her teeth itched and she scolded him. Huang Mei added fuel to the fire. Wen Liang shouted in his heart that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. He was quite pleased with himself, but in the end he was forced to write a letter of guarantee that he would not be late or leave early this month.
Back in the classroom, Ren Yi laughed strangely and said, "I heard that Class Ye showed off her feminine power and scared you to the point that your pants almost fell off?"
Wen Liang was dumbfounded and said, "You are born in the Year of the Dog, how could you know it so quickly?"
"Li Bao just went to hand in his homework and passed by the Foreign Affairs Office..."
Foreign Affairs Office is the abbreviation of English Office. When Wen Liang heard that it was Li Baochuan's rumor, he immediately said with shame: "Well, I'm afraid that even the mosquitoes in the women's restroom know it now..."
After school in the afternoon, Wen Liang saw Xu Yao from afar as he walked out of the school gate. The sky was clear after the rain, and the upside-down setting sun was shining with its last rays of light. A girl in white stood under the sycamore tree with a faint and touching smile on her face.
(The reason why youth is unforgettable is that besides laughter, there are also tears. People always have to grow up)
(This book is a refreshing story, the tone will not change, don't worry) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)