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Father Qi was a little displeased when he heard Qi Shaofeng's words, and his tone was a bit serious: "What are you talking about, can't you take the initiative to contact him if he doesn't come?"

"Heh." Qi Shaofeng raised his eyelids as if he heard some joke, "Can you take the initiative to contact me? After all, I am a prince. I have to entertain you well. But I really don't have time, so I contacted you." Several times, the secretary picked me up, saying that I was busy, and I will contact you later."

Qi Shaofeng didn't get angry this time, he knew the news about Ye Zichen before anyone else, but so what?His father probably knows that uncle's temper better than he does. He likes it all depends on his mood, he says what he says, and when he is polite, he will make excuses perfunctorily, and refuse directly.This time, I just contacted him later to save him face. I'm afraid the others would just hang up.

Father Qi was also silent when he heard the words.

In fact, before Qi Shaofeng came back, he had just talked with Ye Guangde on the phone. Uncle Ye really cared about Ye Zichen, so after his precious nephew came to the city without saying a word, he immediately contacted his old subordinate and asked him to help watch over him.Although the specific reason was not detailed, Qi's father also heard something was wrong from the worried tone of the other party on the phone, so he hurriedly responded and retrieved his son.He could use his status as an elder to put pressure on him and call Ye Zichen to meet him at home, but he knew very well that doing so would only make Ye Zichen dissatisfied with him.

After thinking about it, he had no choice but to say: "Then you can keep in touch until he is willing to see you. In addition, I will be on a business trip recently and I probably won't stay in this city. If he has any urgent matters, you can contact Secretary Zou and ask him to take care of you. deal with."

"Understood." Qi Shaofeng suddenly laughed, "You care more about that young master than you do about your own son. It's rare to come to this city to be so nervous... Tsk tsk, sure enough, my son is Those who are born for fun are not as good as an outsider."

"Qi Shaofeng! What's your attitude!" Qi's father slapped the table angrily, almost roaring: "Do you ever talk to Dad like that?"

"You don't know what my attitude is? If you want to listen to good words, go to the group of sycophants outside, I don't have that much time!"

"Qi Shaofeng!"

Qi Shaofeng was a little impatient: "Listen."

"You...you unworthy son..." Father Qi's chest hurt from his son's deliberately angry words, and he sat back on the sofa with his chest brushed, breathing heavily like a boiler that was about to explode due to overpressure.

Seeing this, Qi Shaofeng frowned, he stretched out his hand and wanted to step forward, but finally took it back.He is very clear about the old man's body, and this little anger will at most make him feel uncomfortable.He is not going well, and he is happy.

This kind of conflict will repeat itself every time Qi Shaofeng returns home. Although the themes are similar, the two father and son can quarrel with new tricks every time.Father Qi was also used to it, knowing that his son's attitude was such that he couldn't force it, so he calmed down after sitting and resting for a while.

"Forget it, forget it." Father Qi murmured in a low voice, "The son is getting older, and his wings are hard..."

"If the wings are hard, you won't be obedient." Qi Shaofeng finished the second half of the sentence slowly.

"You..." Qi's father choked back his words, and after glaring at Qi Shaofeng, he continued: "I called you back today not only for this matter, but also... I heard that Mrs. Ye has been a little bit uneasy recently, Your company has cooperated with Ye's a lot...you should also pay attention to it."

He had heard the wind and knew that Ye's company had been in turmoil recently, but he couldn't quench his thirst in a long way, not to mention that he was only a boss in a city.All he can do is to help his son when he is in trouble. As for whether his son will not appreciate it at that time, whether he is willing to let him help can only be said at that time.But privately, Qi's father still hopes that Qi Shaofeng can fall, he doesn't mind losing some money, he just wants to teach his son a lesson.Maybe after learning a lesson, he will know that his family is doing well and the relationship between father and son can be eased.After all, there is only such a son, who else can he love if he doesn't hurt?

It was rare for Qi Shaofeng not to refute, but just nodded and said "Yes".

"Also..." Father Qi looked at his son whose face resembled his wife's. The words in his mouth circled around and finally he said indifferently: "Your mother called and said that you haven't contacted her for several days. You can call her back later." Just call. Your grandmother is not in good health recently, if you have time, go back to your hometown to see her, she is also getting old, and won't last a few years."

Qi Shaofeng listened quietly and didn't speak. His parents have been separated for many years and they seem to be in harmony. If his mother was not really in a hurry, she wouldn't call his father.But what's the use of knowing caring at this time, why did you go early?

Seeing that his son didn't answer, Qi's father was a little frustrated but helpless.The conversation between the two father and son ended in silence. Qi Shaofeng came and went in a hurry, and left his father's house without even eating dinner.

It was not yet seven o'clock in the evening when we got back to the car, which was the time when the lights of Wanjia were waiting for people to return home. Qi Shaofeng drove the car alone, wandering aimlessly on the street where the neon lights were gradually brightening for a while before he found him. He stopped at a place, and exhaled deeply, the suffocation that had been suppressed in his heart since he entered the door.

Tired, really tired.

Everyone thinks that he lives recklessly and chicly. He has a father who is a high-ranking official and a mother who is a famous painter outside.Even when the sky is falling, there are still people holding on to it. Living so casually is a real winner in life.

But in fact, few people know that Qi Shaofeng hates such a setting from the bottom of his heart.

His family has long been torn apart, and outsiders look at the envious family, but now there is only an empty shell left.And this empty shell is already on the verge of collapse. One day, if the mother doesn't like it, these illusions will be wiped out in an instant.

Qi Shaofeng sometimes feels that it is not easy for people to live like his parents. Even though everyone knows that they should have divorced a long time ago, they still put on a gorgeous shell and pretend to be a harmonious couple.

Sometimes when he thinks about it, he doesn't understand why they are so tired, for power, for money, or for their own future?

Maybe it's all, maybe it's not, because when people get to that point, they often can't help themselves.

But it doesn't matter anymore, the people in that family have long been dispensable to him, and he has no intention of interfering with his parents' lifestyle, as long as they don't come to intervene in his own life.

And even without that home, he wouldn't be left alone.At least he still has friends, partners, and that person who makes his gloomy life colorful.

What is that man doing now?Is it hard work or just relaxing outside?Having been rejected by several companies for cooperation, he must be in a hurry now, right?When will he come to him for help?

Qi Shaofeng frowned when he remembered what his assistant reported in the morning.It seems that even in order to complete the task assigned by his father, he must meet Ye Zichen.

The flower butterfly in his family didn't know where to offend the young master, but was targeted so openly and secretly.If he doesn't intervene, I'm afraid the two will really fight each other in a few days.Ye Zichen knew it well, he was ruthless in his actions, and he was determined not to give any favors to anyone.He couldn't bear to let that person suffer a little bit of harm, so it's better to resolve this misunderstanding as soon as possible.

After staying on the side of the road for a while, Qi Shaofeng took out his phone and dialed the number he knew by heart.

I don't know what the owner of the phone is doing. The phone rang for a long time after it was connected, and it was not answered until it was about to hang up automatically.

Qi Shaofeng was not annoyed either, he laughed and asked as if nothing happened: "Hey, Young Master Zheng, what are you up to?"

The answer on the other end of the phone was a bit slow, and it took two or three seconds for the person to reply: "Busy with work."

"Are you busy with work, or are you busy looking for help?" He changed his position and half-lyed on the driver's seat and said slowly, "I don't see anyone every two days, and I have to make an appointment with Jane if I want to meet. Mr. Zheng, you are addicted to role-playing. Do you want to create a bright and upright image of young entrepreneurs? If it is true, just tell me, brother, I will contact the newspaper immediately and ask them to do an exclusive interview for you. I will definitely raise you up Fantastic blowing, blowing the city's number one king and fifth, everyone loves flowers and sees flowers bloom."

"I didn't..." Zheng Ze's voice was a little tired, and he paused for a while before continuing: "I have encountered some troubles recently, but I will take care of them, don't worry."

"Don't worry? Don't worry about your eggs." Although his tone was stern, he did not hide his worry, "Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you, I will make an appointment for you in the small attic of 'Tianyi Pavilion' at 7 o'clock tomorrow night Good man, talk for yourself."

Zheng Ze hesitated and wanted to refuse: "You don't have to..."

"I said Zheng Ze, when did you become such a bitch?" Qi Shaofeng sneered, "Do you not take my brother seriously, or do you think we are not brothers at all? You are almost on fire, and you are still acting like nothing. Don't worry...hehe, I will be a fool if I believe you."

"Crazy, that's not what I meant..." Zheng Ze wanted to explain something, but he didn't say the words after all.

"That's not the best meaning. Don't talk nonsense. I'll leave it here. It's up to you whether you come tomorrow night or not. But if you don't come...heh." Although the words were only half spoken, the meaning has been expressed very clear.

Then without waiting for Zheng Ze to refuse, Qi Shaofeng hung up the phone directly.

Looking at the gradually darkening screen, he suddenly grinned.If he doesn't come... he will come if he knocks people unconscious.