Male supporting character in a book: Aren’t we brothers?

Jiang Qian'an didn't think much about it. He felt that Zhang Yang would definitely contact him tomorrow, and he would be too busy. Moreover, in the original owner's memory, this Uncle Li was his father's subordinate, and his son had mocked the original owner when he was studying, saying that he was neither male nor female, so he didn't want to meet this person.

"I'm not free tomorrow, and I can't play with him."

"Where are you going tomorrow?" Jiang's mother asked.

"Oh, I'm meeting a friend."

Jiang Qichuan paused while picking up the food and asked casually, "Is it the friend you told me about a few days ago?"

The only friend they both mentioned was Qin Siheng.

Jiang Qian'an shook his head: "Not him, someone else."

"Take advantage of your free time to hang out with your friends. Your brother is free these two days, and he can take you out more often. It's not good to stay stuck at home all day."

"I know." Jiang Qian replied.

Seeing that they kept talking to her grandson and had lost their appetite, Grandma Jiang interrupted them: "Stop talking! The food is getting cold. Eat quickly."

Why do they all seem to have secrets?

The next morning, Jiang Qian received a call from Zhang Yang as expected.

They met at a private restaurant with a relatively high degree of privacy. "Mr. Qi, what do I need to do?"

Zhang Yang started talking as soon as he sat down. There was no other way, his father was in urgent need of money.

Jiang Qian'an knew what he was anxious about from the look on his face, so he took out two cards, put them on the table and pushed them in front of him.

"Here's one for your salary this month, and the other for the company's start-up capital. The passwords are both."

"Go home and take care of your father's affairs in the next few days. The time after you come back will be mine."

Jiang Qian'an took a sip of tea and spoke slowly.

"Mr. Qi, thank you." Zhang Yang, a 1.8-meter-tall man, slowly had tears in his eyes.

"Well, your tasks will be quite heavy when you come back, so let's talk about it slowly and in detail." Jiang Qian'an took the lead in picking up his chopsticks, motioning him to eat and talk at the same time. He really couldn't stand a man who was about to cry, so he could only divert his attention.

"When you're done, come back and register a company first, then find a suitable location to rent as your company. After that, you'll gradually improve the company's business."

"What kind of business does Mr. Qi want to do? What scale is required?" Zhang Yang asked.

Jiang Qi'an's lips parted as he slowly uttered two words: "Venture capital."

Zhang Yang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Mr. Qi in front of him looked so young but was so courageous. This required not only capital, but also vision and direction.

But he didn't say much about it. After all, this was his boss and he just had to listen to his boss.

"What about the company name? Have you thought of one yet?"

This question stumped Jiang Qian'an, as he hadn't thought about it yet.

But he wasn't one to dwell on things, and he quickly came up with an answer. "Let's name the company Yizhen."

Zhang Yang was a little surprised when he heard the young man opposite him talking in a playful tone.

But the young man in front of him had a beautiful, delicate face, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a half-smile. He seemed nonchalant, but it gave people the feeling that everything was under his control. Every word he said was convincing.

.........

Qin Siheng had never felt annoyed by work. He could have returned to Jing City to meet the young master two days ago, but there was suddenly a situation in Hai City that he had to deal with. Today, he finally returned to Jing City from Hai City, but before he had time to tell the young master, he received a call from his grandfather asking him to go back to the old house.

He could only go back to the old house to see his grandfather first. When he got back, he saw Old Man Qin sitting by the lake fishing alone, with the old housekeeper standing next to him chatting with him. He walked straight over, sat next to the old man, and said, "Grandpa."

He is a man of few words, even to his relatives.

Old Master Qin ignored him and just sighed to himself, "Don't be so tense all the time. There are so many talented people in the company. It's okay for you to be less busy for a day or two. Young people should relax."

His grandson is excellent, but he is too much like a robot. He only knows how to work and never stops.

He has no life of his own, and he is afraid that once he is gone, there will be no one who cares about him, and he will just live his whole life mechanically.

So every time they met, he would advise him to spend more time on his own life.

I thought I would get the same answers as before, such as "I don't think it's too much work." "Let's talk about it later."

I didn’t expect to hear, “Yes, I will.”

"Clap."

The sound of the fishing rod in his hand falling to the ground, and he turned his head and looked at Qin Siheng in surprise, his hands trembling slightly, showing his inner unrest.

"You, you are not, are you lying to an old man like me?"

Although he knew it was unlikely, it was not impossible to think in this direction.

Qin Siheng looked at his reaction, and a hint of helplessness appeared on his usually indifferent face: "Why would I lie to you?"

After receiving this answer, Mr. Qin was shocked. "Have you made any new friends recently?"

As expected of an old man who had lived to a certain age, he quickly figured out the key point. He thought his grandson must be in love, but he didn't dare to ask directly.

Qin Si didn't think about hiding it and replied directly: "Yes."

The old man, after receiving the confirmation from her own mouth, became even more excited. "Whose girl is she? Do you like her? When are you planning to get married?"

Is he about to have a great-grandson? Should he get ready? His grandson went out and brought him a surprise.

Qin Siheng frowned, "He's not a girl."

But he did not refute the last two. He really liked the young master and wanted to marry him.

Now it was the old man's turn to be stunned. What did this mean? Not a girl, so it meant that the person he liked was a man?

Thinking of this, Mr. Qin's eyes widened and he stammered for a long time: "You said, you mean, you like a man?"

He still wasn't sure.

But the next second Qin Siheng gave him the answer: "Yes, the person I like is a man."

The young master he liked was a man, there was nothing to deny about that.

It was obvious that Mr. Qin had seen a lot of storms before, but he took a long time to digest it before he mustered up the courage to ask, "Then, which of you...who is...the one up there?" His voice was trembling, and after he finished speaking, he seemed not to dare to accept the reality. He looked away and stared at the lake, afraid to hear an answer that he could not accept.

Logically speaking, Qin Siheng didn't look like a weak opponent, but he knew his grandson well. He had never seen him like this before, so he couldn't be sure...