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This time, in less than 10 minutes, all the coffee ordered was delivered.

He Nian was tall and handsome enough, and he had a sweet mouth when talking to people. After a while, Yan Ruizhi heard a harmonious and happy air coming from outside the door.

"Sister, this is a small ticket."

As soon as Yan Ruizhi opened the door, he saw He Nian bending his eyes and handing a long receipt to Liang Xiaoyou: "Do you want to check again?"

"No, no, no." Probably Yan Ruizhi mentioned it just now, Liang Xiaoyou was coaxed into a smile, and asked casually, "You sent so much today, do you want to earn more?"

"Well," He Nian put the last bag of coffee on the table, carefully checked that there was no leakage, and then took out the payment code, "Then I have to thank my sister."

"Hey, this is our boss—"

"Happy New Year." Yan Ruizhi stood straight on the spot, his voice was low but majestic, his eyes passed through several stunned employees, and fell directly on him.

Liang Xiaoyou was taken aback, and looked at He Nian curiously, but he didn't expect Yan Ruizhi to know him.

He Nian also stopped, looked at him, and called out "Mr. Yan".

"come over."

Yan Ruizhi threw down two loud words and turned around, hearing He Nian's hasty reply, and then walked quickly to his office.

He sat down again, and He Nian just came in, and closed the door for him: "Mr. Yan, are you looking for me?"

Yan Ruizhi's eyes beckoned him to sit down, the distance between the two was not far or close, and the New Year's hair was a little messy, probably trotting over when delivering coffee.

The sleeves of the New Year's shirt were rolled up halfway, revealing smooth lines and healthy-skinned forearms. He still wore loose and simple clothes, giving people the feeling of always being comfortable.

He remembered what He Nian asked him one day, whether the future would be bright.

Yan Ruizhi looked away and asked, "You're going to be a tutor tonight, aren't you?"

He Nian didn't expect him to ask this, so he nodded, "Yes."

"What about tomorrow?"

Hearing his question, He Nian sat upright like a well-behaved student, answering every question: "Tomorrow the coffee shop will be an evening class, but the school has group assignments, and I plan to finish the homework with my classmates during the day."

Yan Ruizhi pursed his lips slightly: "The day after tomorrow?"

"I'm going back to Beijing the day after tomorrow to follow the project. After the homework is submitted, I'll wait for the teacher to correct it. I don't use the coffee shop. I will teach one English lesson and one math lesson at night..."

"Happy New Year." Yan Ruizhi interrupted him.

"Huh?" He Nian raised his head to look at him, youth is the greatest capital, no matter how plain the clothes are, it can't hide the unique vitality of this age.

Yan Ruizhi looked at him, and after a while, he still asked.

"Are you short of money?"

Break up the time and work so many jobs.

In fact, Yan Ruizhi has no intention of exploring his family. If it were any stranger, he might just pass by without saying a word.

He saw He Nian's expression froze for a moment, then quickly shook his head: "No."

"I'm just..." He Nian paused, and his speech slowed down, "I want to make more money."

"Really?" Yan Ruizhi didn't comment on the answer, but just asked back, looking at He Nian with calm but undercurrents.

I don't know if He Nian felt guilty because of him, he tilted his head slightly, and said: "...There are other reasons too."

"Ah."

Yan Ruizhi didn't pursue it anymore, he stood up and walked in front of him, bowed his head to settle the order: "Go back."

However, He Nian hadn't reacted yet. He didn't expect Yan Ruizhi to call him in and ask, "Mr. Yan?"

Yan Ruizhi lowered his eyes, and the distance between the two narrowed. He Nian looked up at him, his eyes met, reflecting a clear self.

At this moment, he felt that He Nian hesitated for a moment, and then spoke softly:

"You don't have any... anything else to ask?"

"That's your business." Yan Ruizhi turned around, and stopped asking "other reasons" that He Nian hesitated to talk about, "It's good that you can solve it."

As for those reasons, is it family illness or other reasons...

Yan Ruizhi lowered his eyes.

The point is over, since He Nian is unwilling to take the initiative to speak out, he can't ask more.

When Hao Shuai came up from the third floor, He Nian had already gone back, and there were only two or three cups of coffee left on the tables outside.

"How can you leave me the hot Americano? What's the difference between this and murder," Hao Shuai complained, "Who ordered today's coffee!"

"It's me." When Hao Shuai opened the door and came in, Yan Ruizhi calmly answered his question outside.

Hao Shuai was shrewd, and immediately looked at the coffee shop LOGO on the paper cup in his hand, and said meaningfully: "Oh..."

"I asked today, and he said he's not short of money." Luckily, Hao Shuai knew that Yan Ruizhi was such a talkative friend, so he stopped talking and said.

"So you specially invited everyone to drink coffee again today just to ask him this?" Hao Shuai didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so he found another way.

Yan Ruizhi stopped what he was doing, but was too lazy to answer his question.

"That's not right, don't you guys have contact information?" The straight man Mr. Hao began to analyze with reason and evidence, "...that's right, you're too embarrassed to ask."

Yan Ruizhi felt speechless and didn't bother to explain about sending an order to New Year by the way: "Go out without saying something serious."

"Hey," Hao Shuai clicked his tongue, "Did he really tell you that he wasn't short of money?"

"I just said that I want to earn more, and there are other reasons."

"Isn't there still a shortage of money?" Hao Shuai slapped his thigh and said sadly, "And how can you directly ask someone like that?"

"But I didn't ask that, he behaved like that too." Yan Ruizhi was taken aback by Hao Shuai's words, and said a little strangely.

"You don't understand. Children of this age have the most self-esteem. Even if they are really poor, they will definitely not say it in front of... um... people who like you."

Yan Ruizhi frowned: "Speak well."

"Hey, don't be so sensitive..." Hao Shuai cleared his throat and continued, "Especially if a family member is sick, it is even more serious if you are forced to be the pillar of the family, knocked out teeth and swallowed blood, you can ask the reason again, and I will give you it right away Make one up."

Yan Ruizhi pursed his lips: "I..."

"Anyway, don't even think about it, normal people who have nothing to do work every day."

Hao Shuai took a sip of coffee and put it down again: "Don't think about that, save me first."

"?"

"My mother wanted to find a blind date for me again, and praised me so much in front of other girls." Hao Shuai scratched his head, "In the end, I looked forward to it without even meeting the girl's parents..."

He laid out a long line, and then said, "So come with me to Holic tonight."

Holic is a store opened by a friend of Hao Shuai, with high consumption and high quality.

Yan Ruizhi didn't even understand this person's strange brain circuit: "What does it have to do with you going on a blind date?"

"You know, I really don't have that idea." Hao Shuai complained, "But I haven't seen each other yet, and my parents started to observe me. It was very scary. They knew whether I went home or not last night. I just thought... Otherwise, if they really went to such an occasion today, they would just give up on this blind date."

Yan Ruizhi was dizzy by him: "Can't you just refuse?"

"I can't refuse, that's my dad's business partner." Said Mr. Hao, the second generation rich man.

"You just miss your friend's wine." Yan Ruizhi exposed it mercilessly.

"It's true to want to refuse a blind date, and it's true to want to drink." Hao Shuai said, "Just go with me once, and you will like the wine."

Before Yan Ruizhi could say no, Hao Shuai said again: "I'm advising on your love life every day, what's wrong with helping me once!"

"……Row."

Hao Shuai happily hummed a song and went out.

Yan Ruizhi happened to be driving today, and the two went to the parking lot together after work.

Hao Shuai looked at Yan Ruizhi's Continental and frowned: "The tyrants on TV don't drive this kind of car anymore, why do you like this kind of car?"

"Get down if you don't want to sit." Yan Ruizhi opened the door of the driver's seat, "Either you open it."

Hao Shuai pretended not to hear, and got into the co-pilot obediently.

Holic is a membership system, and Hao Shuai, as a friend of the boss, can of course show his face. They were led to the exclusive position and got some food.

After a while, Hao Shuai showed his phone screen to Yan Ruizhi as if showing off: "Look! They really told my mother about my coming here today!"

"It doesn't mean anything for you to come to this kind of place with a friend." Yan Ruizhi interrupted.

"It doesn't explain anything, but at least my impression on his side doesn't match what my mother brags about!" Mr. Hao beckoned someone to come over to open the wine, "Come here, I invited you this one."

The wine he opened was indeed Yan Ruizhi's favorite, and he took it without refusing.

On the way, Hao Shuai's friend came over to say hello, Yan Ruizhi stood up when he saw this, and did not prevent Hao Shuai from greeting others: "I'm going to the bathroom."

He held a good drink, looked sober, and his cheeks were not flushed at all.

Yan Ruizhi walked to the bathroom, but before he went in, he saw a very familiar side face beside the sink.

"..."

He even suspected that he was wrong.

After all, if other places are okay, but this kind of membership club, how could he be here?

Walking over in two steps, before he could speak, He Nian found him as soon as he turned around, but he was startled: "Yan——"

He Nian's momentary panic couldn't be faked, although he quickly covered up his expression: "Mr. Yan, what a coincidence."

Yan Ruizhi approached, He Nian was still wearing the same clothes as in the afternoon, when he saw him approaching, he subconsciously took a step back.

His face was a little blush, and Yan Ruizhi could still smell the obvious smell of alcohol when he spoke.

"What are you doing here?"

"I..." He Nian faltered, "I came with my friends."

Yan Ruizhi stared into his eyes: "Really?"

He Nian nodded immediately, washed his hands hastily without wiping them, and walked outside after passing Yan Ruizhi: "Mr. Yan, my friend is still waiting for me, I'll go first—"

"Wait." He quickly stopped.

However, this time New Year's greetings seemed to be a little lost. He didn't hear the sound, and strode away with long legs.

This kind of New Year's greeting made Yan Ruizhi feel a little strange. He looked at the back of the other party, and felt a guilty conscience.

What is he doing here?

Yan Ruizhi returned to the box with some doubts.

Hao Shuai saw that his state was obviously not right: "What's wrong, feeling uncomfortable?"

Yan Ruizhi shook his head: "I just—"

Halfway through the conversation, he said again: "Nothing."

He wanted to say that he met He Nian just now, but he couldn't say it.

He Nian's evasive eyes, hesitant expression, and fleeing back figure have actually allowed him to spell out an answer.

How could he...

Yan Ruizhi closed his eyes, remembering the saying "really not short of money" in the New Year's greetings today.

Hao Shuai was right, he shouldn't have asked him that.

And the less people know about this kind of thing, the better.

He regained his normal look: "I was a little dizzy just now. It's okay."

Hao Shuai observed him for a while and confirmed that there was nothing unusual: "By the way, I called you a substitute driver. I will go to the next stall with my friend later. How about you?"

Yan Ruizhi didn't listen much, and stood up: "Let the driver drive me home."

"I'm a little bored, I'll go back first."

Hao Shuai asked a few more questions, but Yan Ruizhi didn't let go, and the other party could only give up: "Okay, then be careful on the road."

Yan Ruizhi nodded and left from the box.

But my mind is full of images from just now.

How could He Nian...appear here?

It's impossible for him to be a member here, he can't afford six-figure alcohol, but...

He remembered the alcohol smell on the other party's body when he brushed past him just now.

Yan Ruizhi walked with his head down, and before he went out, he heard booing voices from the private room next door.

"Why are you leaving just now!"

"Yes, you said it's been a long time since you saw each other to catch up on the old days?"

"Why are you like this?"

Then came a familiar voice: "No, I really went back, it's all my fault..."

The box door was not closed properly, Yan Ruizhi stopped and saw the scene inside.

Several young people were sitting together, some of them were obviously dressed as dandies, covered in famous brands, while the rest, although they couldn't be seen in their clothes, showed an aura of being either rich or noble.

And the one in the middle showed embarrassment, saying that he wanted to leave...

It's New Year's Eve.

Yan Ruizhi took a tight breath, and it seemed that everything he thought was right.

He pursed his lips tightly, only to hear He Nian say in a good temper: "It's really impossible to let me go today, I have to go now."

"no!"

A handsome boy with silver-gray hair shook his head directly: "How many times, don't make excuses."

The other, who seemed to be well-educated, spoke relatively softly: "People can't keep their promises."

"I……"

"If you--"

The half-hidden door was suddenly pushed open, and Yan Ruizhi walked in with a cold face.

"I'll take him away."

All the surprised eyes in the room were on him, but Yan Ruizhi didn't care, just grabbed He Nian's hand, his voice was cold: "You guys have to play with yourself."

"Hey, Happy New Year, this is..."

He didn't answer, and didn't stop a step, pinching He Nian's knuckles so hard that they turned white, but the other party seemed to be stunned, and he obediently pulled him out of the door.

"Mr. Yan..."

It wasn't until the two walked 200 meters that He Nian opened his mouth tremblingly.

"You don't have anything to say?" Yan Ruizhi stopped, but didn't look back at the New Year.

Yan Ruizhi rarely feels this kind of anger. He doesn't even know where the anger comes from. He doesn't know how short of money He Nian is to do this kind of thing. When did he start? Didn't come across it by chance?

Some pictures flooded into his mind, and after a while, Yan Ruizhi realized that he was using too much force, and his palms became wet.

He let go quickly.

"You—" Yan Ruizhi looked at him and took a deep breath.

He wanted to criticize, but he only said one word and took it back.

He has no such position.

What are you doing pulling him out?

but……

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Mr. Yan," He Nian gritted his teeth, as if he had been mentally prepared for a long time, still smelling of blackcurrant alcohol.

"—I want to confess something to you."

Yan Ruizhi looked at him.

The face was the same as usual, but the eyes were colder, and the lips were tightly pressed.

He Nian plucked up his courage: "I, what I told you today is correct."

"I really don't need money."

Yan Ruizhi felt as if he was pressing the other party.

He Nian bit his lower lip: "Actually, I am..."

Yan Ruizhi looked at him, feeling that the current New Year is still stubborn: "I really came out with my friends, I, I used to—"

"Forget it." Yan Ruizhi interrupted him suddenly, "I won't ask you anymore."

He let go of this sentence but made He Nian's body stiffer: "I didn't lie to you, I..."

"I'll give you money." Yan Rui said.

His words were rarely breathless: "If you insist on doing this kind of work."

He Nian's original expression of guilt changed, his eyelashes moved, and he looked at him cautiously: "...what?"

Yan Ruizhi knew that he was acting impulsively now.

But since he opened his mouth, there is no other room.

"I'll give you money." He repeated, "Anyway, if anyone can do it, then I'll be your client."

"—don't do that again."