Prodigal son

"Assistant Shen, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Shen Jun's gloomy expression in the elevator, a female colleague couldn't help asking politely, "Are you sick?"

Holding the folder in his arms, Shen Jun answered with all his energy, "No." He was just a little powerless to the boss's recent moodiness. I don't know how to be satisfied.

When he arrived at the CEO's office, Shen Jun put the document in front of the expressionless Qiao Chen, "Boss, this is the new schedule made by each department."

"Let's put it aside," Qiao Chen thought for a while, and then asked, "Is our company going to the Sunshine Empire to discuss a business recently?"

Shen Jun nodded, "Yes, the general manager is in charge of this business."

"Tell him not to go," Qiao Chen closed the webpage on the computer desktop, "Tell him to be in charge of the business in the Mainland, and I will leave for Risongset tomorrow."

"But boss, this business is agreed to be negotiated in five days, don't you..." Sensing the other party's sharp gaze, Shen Jun was silent. There is also a talented young man with delicate features in calligraphy and painting.

A sense of crisis can only be felt, not expressed in words.

On the same day, Qiao Chen asked Shen Jun to book the plane ticket for the next day, and told the company to go to Japan to discuss business, and then took Shen Jun and two other assistants to the plane in the dark.

Colleague A watched Qiao Chen go away, and said with emotion, "The president is really a good and motivated boss. No wonder our Qiao's benefits are so good, and there is meat to follow the boss." Colleague B glanced at the new boy calmly. , open the file and input the content, "Don't worship the boss, it's just a legend, the truth is that this younger brother accusing the boss went to find his younger brother."

Colleague A: ...

Chang Dong is one of the representatives of the young artists of the Celestial Dynasty. This time, the Celestial Dynasty selected six representatives, including two representatives from the three age groups of old, middle-aged and young, accompanied by some state staff. After all, it is a matter of face , of course, be cautious.And the artists are quite lonely. Qiao Jingan and Chang Dong always have a little impetuousness in the eyes of these old artists because of the word "genius" hanging on their names.

Chang Dong understands the psychology of these people, but he doesn't talk about the smart ones, and Qiao Jingan also understands the thoughts of these people, but he doesn't care.

At the end of the day, he and Chang Dong lived next to each other in the room. The two were about the same age, and when they came and went, they also had conversations. The journey along the way was not boring.

"Qiao Jingan, I heard that representatives from various countries will be painting live in front of the media tomorrow. What are you going to paint?" Painting on the spot is no better than painting in private. What you want is charm, not detail. Chang Dong sat next to Qiao Jingan, with a sunny and handsome face With some uneasiness.

Qiao Jingan asked while changing the channel, "Is it different from usual?"

Chang Dongdong blinked and asked, "There are so many foreign TV media, don't you be nervous."

"It doesn't matter if you're nervous or not," Qiao Jingan knew that Chang Dong was nervous, so he turned off the TV that he didn't know what to say, "You're not inferior to others, why are you nervous?"

Hearing this, Chang Dong thought for a while and nodded, "That's right." But he still couldn't help being nervous, he looked at the person lying on the sofa, his expression was a little lazy, but the sitting posture was very nice, he remembered Before going abroad, my painting teacher once said that Qiao Jingan's calligraphy and paintings all have a retro charm, and this person has a family background, so he doesn't have to worry about being treated poorly abroad, so I won't suffer from following him.After getting along for a few days, I feel that this person's talent is indeed not something the media brags about, but the real thing, even more so than less.

After sitting for a while, Chang Dong still asked worriedly, "If I screw up, isn't it embarrassing to the country? It's over, I will definitely not be able to sleep tonight." No matter how you say it, Chang Dong is still a 22-year-old young man, It is unavoidable to be nervous in such a big scene, not to mention him, even some elderly artists may not be able to calm down.

Chang Dong was tense in Qiao Jingan's room for several hours, and finally squeezed into the same bed with Qiao Jingan to sleep. When he was sleeping, he didn't know that this sleep was his worst nightmare.

When Qiao Chen and his group rushed to the hotel where the representatives of the Celestial Dynasty were staying, it was already seven o'clock in the morning, and many people had already left their rooms for breakfast. Qiao Chen already knew which room Qiao Jingan lived in, so he saluted Throwing everything to the assistant, he went to Qiao Jingan's room by himself.

When the knock on the door sounded, Qiao Jingan was changing clothes in the bathroom. Chang Dong opened the door with sleepy eyes in his pajamas. He didn't even see the person clearly and asked directly, "We don't want any service."

Qiao Chen saw a stranger appearing in Qiao Jingan's room, and he was still wearing pajamas, he frowned, "Little boy, did you go to the wrong room?"

Chang Dong rubbed his eyes, saw a handsome man in a suit in front of him, and the other party spoke Chinese, so he said without thinking, "Sir, you went to the wrong room. This is my friend's room."

"Since it's your friend's room, why are you in his room?" Qiao Chen's complexion darkened by two points, and he carefully looked at the young man in front of him. Although he wasn't ugly, he wasn't necessarily very attractive either.

Chang Dong, who was inexplicably guilty from being looked up and down by Qiao Chen, coughed dryly, "I couldn't sleep, so I squeezed with my friends, sir, is there something wrong with you?"

You slept in my brother's bed and asked me what I wanted?Qiao Chen's face turned darker, "Where's Xiao An?"

Chang Dong now understood that this person knew Qiao Jingan, so he hurriedly replied, "Jingan is changing clothes in the bathroom, do you know him?"

Actually changing clothes in the presence of strangers, Qiao Chen's complexion was completely dark, looking at Chang Dong who was blocking the door, "Do you want me to stand at the door and talk to you?"

Chang Dong blushed, and hurriedly asked Qiao Chen to enter the room. Just at this time, Qiao Jingan came out after changing clothes. When he saw Qiao Chen, he was stunned for a while, and then happily stepped forward to hug Qiao Chen, "Brother, why are you here?" As for Qiao Jingan didn't notice Qiao Chen's face as black as the bottom of a pot.

On one side, Chang Dong stared dumbfoundedly at Qiao Jing'an who had suddenly changed from a white swan to a cat, and then at Qiao Chen with a smile on his lips. So this is the legendary business tycoon Qiao Chen?

Did he just... stop him from the door?

When the accompanying staff saw Qiao Chen appearing, they were very polite, so Qiao Chen also got in the car to the venue and watched the exhibition.

I just don't know if it's Chang Dong's delusion, he always feels that this President Qiao doesn't seem to have a good impression of him, he has been sitting next to Qiao Jingan for breakfast two days ago, but this morning when he just sat on the stool, Qiao Jingan Was pulled to the other side by his brother.

Could it be that he looks like a bad young man, and Qiao Chen is worried that he will bring Qiao Jingan to bad?Chang Dong felt depressed.

After the representative of the Celestial Dynasty entered the arena, he immediately attracted some media attention. No matter what, this ancient oriental country full of mysterious things will always have amazing things.

Staff from the Japanese side also came up to receive them. After a while, representatives and media personnel all came together. Looking at this posture, Qiao Chen understood that this was nothing more than a competition between various countries for the sake of face. He turned his head and looked at the standing table with Qiao Jing'an, who was in front of the Tianchao retro feature case, had a proud look on his face, full of pride.In the past, he always thought that this word represented hypocrisy, but when Xiao An achieved a little achievement, he was always happy for Xiao An. It turned out that when he regarded a person as more important than himself, even a small matter of the other party was enough to affect his mind.

When Qiao Jingan was painting, he was always very serious. Qiao Chen watched Qiao Jingan's every move with rapt attention, until the scene burst into warm applause.

Qiao Jing'an put away the pen. On the drawing paper in front of him, there were only a simple stone, a few grasses, and a naive little rabbit dozing off beside the stone.

In such a short period of time, it is no wonder that people around were amazed by such vivid things drawn with a soft brush.

It's just that none of these praises fell into Qiao Jingan's ears. He raised his head and looked in the direction where Qiao Chen was standing, just in time to meet Qiao Chen's gaze.

The two looked at each other, and the other praises and honors were nothing more than that.

The surrounding media kept grabbing a good angle for shooting, so as to record the charm of this painting.

Qiao Chen stared at Qiao Jingan in a daze as he pushed away the media and walked towards him step by step, he couldn't help but smile, such an outstanding person is willing to be with him for the rest of his life, why is he uneasy?Is it because Xiaoan has never said the word love, or is it that he lacks that confidence?

When Qiao Jingan walked up to Qiao Chen, there was a constant sound of shutters, and some reporters around him interviewed him in English.

Qiao Jingan's English was barely enough to understand common expressions. Seeing this, Qiao Chen had no choice but to translate for him sentence by sentence. When a media asked who he was, Qiao Chen smiled and said to Qiao Jingan, "This company American TV station asked me who is yours?"

Qiao Jingan smiled when he heard this, and replied to the male reporter, "This is my brother and the most important person in my life." After speaking, he reached out to hold Qiao Chen's hand and smiled at the camera, "Leave him, I probably don't even know how to hold a paintbrush."

Qiao Chen looked down at Qiao Jingan, and the palms he held with Qiao Jingan were full of warmth.

For many years since then, people in both the business world and the calligraphy and painting circles have said that the two brothers of the Qiao family have a deep relationship, which makes other people with brothers and sisters envious.