The president's office on the top floor of the 46th floor of Hongsheng Building.
Cheng Yutang sat on the leather seat with his hands folded on the desk, frowning slightly.
"Mr. Cheng, when can the meeting start?" The first assistant, Zhao Baixin, asked carefully as he brought the brewed coffee to the table.
From the moment he entered the elevator lobby, he felt that something was wrong with Mr. Cheng. He didn't take the good dedicated elevator, and he actually squeezed the staff elevator with a younger brother who delivered food. When I entered the office, I didn't immediately go to work as in the past. Instead, I sat in my seat without saying a word, as if I was wandering in the sky for more than three minutes. Somewhat weird.
Cheng Yutang regained his senses, but instead of answering, he asked, "Xiao Zhao, do you remember what I did in Xingcheng at the end of December last year?"
"Remember."
Zhao Baixin must have something special to be the first general assistant, one of which is that he has a good memory, not to mention remembering the mileage of the past year and Tang's daily schedule, leaving Ning City to Xingcheng on a business trip is definitely a special event. It was quite impressive, and immediately replied in a clear and organized way while recalling: "You went to Xingcheng on December 20th, and successively met with some local real estate developers and officials from relevant government departments to discuss the high-tech of Xingcheng. Regarding the development and construction of the Science and Technology Park, a preliminary cooperation intention was reached. On Christmas Eve on the 24th, you took time to meet an old classmate, and the next morning you received a call from home and flew directly to the capital… "
Cheng Yutang interrupted his narration: "Where did I live on Christmas Eve?"
"Uh, wait a minute, I'll take a look."
Zhao Baixin couldn't remember this, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and looked up last year's electronic itinerary record. Because that hotel is not a well-known international hotel, it is only run by a small local boss in Xingcheng, and it is barely a four-star grade. And Cheng Yutang's old classmate, Han Qingshi, was the nephew of the hotel's young owner, so he treated guests at the hotel. Cheng and Tang had two more drinks that night, and simply stayed there for one night.
Afterwards, Cheng Yutang didn't mention anything about chatting with their old classmates, and the two didn't get in touch with each other after that, indicating that that day was insignificant to Cheng Yutang, and Zhao Baixin forgot about that day. I don't know why Mr. Cheng suddenly mentioned this.
"I found it. You are staying at Xinhao Hotel. Mr. Han arranged for you a high-level suite. Is there any problem?"
The problem is big. Cheng Yutang's brows could not help but wrinkle even tighter.
He also remembered very clearly what happened during the day on Christmas Eve last year. Originally, all business affairs were finished at noon. He planned to return to Ning City in the afternoon, but he received a call from Han Qingshi, a classmate in middle school, and changed his schedule later that day.
Han Qingshi sat at the front and back tables with Cheng and Tang for a while back then. Han Qingshi was very smart, his grades were good, and his relationship with Xueba Cheng and Tang was relatively close. After the college entrance examination, Cheng Yutang went abroad to study, and he had little contact with all the classmates including Han Qingshi. After five years, he came back and gradually took over the family's group company. First, he was busy with work, and secondly, he was a low-key person, and he didn't even talk to his old classmates. What's going on.
Han Qingshi said on the phone that he wanted to be a host at the hotel his uncle opened, and chatted with him. Cheng Yutang was a little surprised, and a little nostalgic was born, so he went to Xinhao Hotel on time because he had nothing to do. about.
I haven't seen him for more than ten years. As a talented person who was once recognized by the school, Han Qingshi's appearance and figure have not been out of shape, but he has become a lot smoother, and the clear eyes of the past have become a bit more shrewd and philistine. During the dinner, he first complimented Cheng Yutang for a long time, and then talked about the domestic and international situation. Then he took out a planning book and rambled about his project in Xingcheng, how good the development prospects are, and how much profit it will make in the future. It's impressive, but he has little qualifications in Xingcheng and not enough connections. I hope Cheng Yutang can reach out and help him.
Cheng Yutang said it was false not to be disappointed, but he did not reject Han Qingshi's request. Just as Han Qingshi said, this busyness is just a matter of hand for him. In consideration of his former classmates' friendship, he gave Han Qingshi the phone number of a developer who had a good cooperative relationship with Hongsheng and had a good personal relationship with him. , but also stated that this is the first and last time.
Han Qingshi was overjoyed and almost knocked over his wine glass.
Cheng Yutang's drinking capacity is not bad, but after Han Qingshi's repeated persuasion, he still drank two more glasses, and got three or four points of drunkenness, so after dinner, he stayed at the Xinhao Hotel after dinner with Han Qingshi's enthusiasm.
The memory behind was a little confusing, like a stimulating and charming dream.
After Cheng Yutang entered the large suite with vulgar furnishings, he found a young boy lying on the big bed in the bedroom. His appearance and body were quite outstanding, and he was much more pleasing to the eye than the popular little fresh meat. No matter who you asked, you would know who arranged it. And there are a lot of people who are willing to sell themselves for a certain purpose these days.
Cheng Yutang came out of the closet with his family ten years ago. Although he did not publicize it, he did not deliberately conceal his sexuality. Anyone who wanted to inquire could always find out a little about the situation. Han Qingshi was so smart and begging for himself, he must have made preparations in advance.
Probably because of taking the medicine, the young man was a little confused, showing a strange state that combined youthful and unrestrained, inexplicably to Cheng Yutang's appetite. Coupled with alcohol, Cheng Yutang, who had never been interested in this kind of trick, couldn't control himself for a while and covered the boy.
The young man was extremely strong, and he resisted at first, screaming in pain and dancing with his claws, and the two almost fought on the bed. While Cheng Yutang was in a mess, he was aroused by the male's desire to conquer. His fitness physique is not bad all the year round, and he has the advantage of body shape and skills. He got through the key in three or two times, and the boy quickly took away the thorns all over his body and softened it. , and even took the initiative to wrap around him like a big white slippery fish, so clingy was unbearable.
And then there was a night of great fun.
Afterwards, contented Cheng Yutang took a shower and was hesitating whether to open another room to sleep, or to spend the night with the teenager who had already fallen asleep, when his father suddenly called to inform his mother that he had been admitted to the hospital with abdominal pain in the middle of the night. Appendicitis attacked, and now just finished surgery.
Knowing his father Mo Ruozi, Cheng Yutang understood the meaning of the old man's words very well. He just hoped that he could rush home as soon as possible. Fortunately, after his beloved wife woke up, he received greetings and comfort from his son as soon as possible, so he would not care about the present. What time is it, it is inconvenient for him to be a son.
The old man has always been so unreasonable, and Cheng Yutang ignored it most of the time, but this time things were different. He hadn't been home for a while, and he really missed his mother, so he didn't care that he was a young man for many years, and immediately left Xingcheng overnight and returned to the capital.
And then... There is no then.
Although the experience of that night was a bit special, Cheng Yutang occasionally reminisced about it when he was free, but it didn't stop there. He didn't mention it to anyone, including Zhao Baixin, he didn't know what happened, and it was forgotten over time.
After all, it's just a transaction, and the transaction is completed. He had even been blacklisted by Han Qingshi, and it was even more impossible for him to have anything to do with a young man whose surname was unknown.
But after nine months, Cheng Yutang saw the boy again in the elevator lobby.
In fact, I saw it once more than two months ago, but the last time I took a quick glance and didn't see it for real, this time I took a closer look. Although he was wearing a ridiculously low-quality takeaway attire, he was still definitely that person.
However, when the boy saw him, he didn't appear shy, frightened, or flattering as he expected. Instead, he glared at him angrily, and then threw him away to deliver food. It seemed that he didn't recognize him.
seem.
Cheng Yutang was not sure that it was just a coincidence, that the other party really forgot about him, or that someone deliberately set up a game and wanted to play a hard-to-get game.
No matter which one it is, he is not very happy, and he must do something to change his mood.
"Mr. Cheng, do you want to cancel tonight's meeting and resume tomorrow?"
Seeing that Mr. Cheng didn't speak for a long time, Zhao Baixin looked absent-minded, so he had to ask again.
Cheng Yutang said: "No, you go to the conference room to prepare, I will come in three minutes."
"Yes."
When Zhao Baixin left the office, Cheng Yutang took out his mobile phone, called up a person's number from the blacklist in the communication book, and dialed it.
Soon, the call was connected, and before he could say a word, a surprised and familiar voice came from the opposite side: "Yu Tang, is that you?"
"it's me."
"It's been more than half a year. I thought you forgot your old classmate! How are you doing recently? Are you still as busy as before? I read an interview with you in a financial magazine two days ago. , saying that you are always so busy that your feet don't touch the ground, and you have become a trapeze."
"more or less."
"Hey, you're the CEO, so there's no need to work so hard, just leave those messy things to the people under you. It's not like I started from scratch, I have to do everything myself, by the way last time... "
"Han Qingshi, I called to ask, do you know the current situation of Ji Xiaoyu?"
"What chicken Xiaoyu? Is this a personal name, why does it sound so funny..."
"Well, I see. Sorry, I'm busy now, bye."
It seems that there is no more news in this regard, Cheng Yutang hung up the phone, blocked Han Qingshi's number again, then got up and adjusted his sleeves, and went to the conference room for a meeting.