Fishing Beauty Induction Guide

He Lanming always acted swiftly and resolutely, and the appointment time for dinner was the day after the phone call.

After staying warmly with Su Chi for two days, Zhuang Mingjue happily let him go. Anyway, from the beginning, he didn't intend to stop Su Chi from letting him go back.

Shen Zheng glanced at the rearview mirror, and Zhuang Mingjue in the back seat was looking down at the files on the tablet. He looked the same as usual, except for the bluetooth headset that flickered on his ears from time to time, which seemed a bit dazzling.

Zhuang Mingjue didn't use these things very much in the past. He didn't listen to music, except for the occasional phone call while driving. Most of the time, this earphone was spent in the office eating ashes.

And these two days, except for the meeting, Zhuang Mingjue basically plugged his ears.

Not only Shen Zheng, the secretariat and even the whole company were very curious about what Zhuang Mingjue was listening to.

It wasn't until yesterday that there was an impromptu meeting when Zhuang Mingjue entered the meeting room before he took off his earphones and put them together with the phone next to the document.

As soon as he raised his hand, he happened to see a little ink stain on his wrist at some point, Zhuang Mingjue stood up: "Wait a minute, I'll go wash my hands."

As soon as Zhuang Mingjue entered the bathroom, the coffee bought by the secretariat arrived. The new girl was a little irritable, and she slipped her hand. The coffee was knocked over, and Zhuang Mingjue's documents were immediately stained.

The second assistant quickly reached out to rescue Zhuang Mingjue's cell phone, but he didn't know where he hit it. The Bluetooth headset suddenly turned into a loudspeaker, and a bone-chilling groan leaked out of the cell phone receiver.

The sound was loud enough, and the meeting room fell into an eerie silence for an instant.

No one wiped the dripping coffee, and the expressions on everyone's faces were pretty enough.

Zhuang Mingjue stared at a forbidden/desire face that kept people and animals away from each other, and the earphones that never left his body when reading documents and signing contracts, were these things playing?

Shen Zheng's expression was stiff, and his scalp felt numb. Even though it was less than ten seconds, he could still hear that voice. Who else but Su Chi?

Probably other people also guessed it, several high-level people exchanged winks, with ambiguous smiles on their faces.The younger ones lowered their heads, even so they couldn't hide their excitement of gossiping.

Shen Zheng had a headache for a while, and he could almost imagine what the company's anonymous group would be like when the meeting was over.

【Mr. Zhuang - Recording expert】

[Do you have the mobile phone of President Heizhuang of the sister group?Seeking band】

[About how much our abstinence/desire Mr. Zhuang knows how to play in private (little face is yellow)]

Just racking his brains and thinking of something to say to restore Zhuang Mingjue's image, he heard the door of the conference room open from the outside, and Zhuang Mingjue walked in while wiping his hands.

The man didn't vaguely feel that the atmosphere in the room was not right until he sat down. He raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." The vice president in charge of business smiled and waved his hands, "The new little secretary spilled the coffee and broke your earphones."

Zhuang Mingjue lowered his head, only to see his documents soaked in the coffee spilled all over the table together with his earphones.

"Where's my phone?"

"Here," the second assistant endured the embarrassment, and returned the phone. Zhuang Mingjue opened it and took a look, as if he finally found a clue.

"I forgot to turn off the audio." Zhuang Mingjue casually glanced at everyone present, "Did you hear anything just now?"

Who dares to say yes?

The whole room was surprisingly unanimous, shaking their heads and saying no.

"It's nothing to hear, anyway——" Zhuang Mingjue smiled lightly. He didn't think it was a big deal at first, but when he remembered that it was the soundtrack that Su Chi specially recorded for him, his face darkened instantly, and he said coldly, "If you hear it, pack up and leave!"

"No, no, no!"

"En." Zhuang Mingjue put down his phone, his expression looked better, he clasped his hands together, "Clean up the table and prepare for the meeting."

The memory ends.

Shen Zheng sighed silently, he followed Zhuang Mingjue for six or seven years, taking care of all his personal and official affairs, and he always put his heart into it.Although I am very happy that Zhuang Mingjue got what he wanted emotionally, and understand that it is normal for the young couple between him and Su Chi to do something out of the ordinary, but——

He can't let others think that Zhuang Mingjue is an old woman who gets hot regardless of the occasion!

Shen Zheng felt a burst of pressure. Now that he was in charge of public affairs and personal interests, he still had to worry about the image of his boss.

Otherwise, find a time and ask Zhuang Mingjue to raise his salary.

-

In the affiliated research institute of a medical university in the southeast corner of Hongcheng, Zhou Ling's domestic work is basically carried out here.

Zhuang Mingjue made an appointment with him today, and wanted to have a detailed chat with him about Su Chi's heart problem.

When Zhuang Mingjue came in, Zhou Leng was looking at the patient case provided by Zhuang Mingjue. When he saw Zhuang Mingjue coming in, he didn't stand up, but nodded with a smile: "Mr. Zhuang."

Zhuang Mingjue didn't seem to hear it, and didn't intend to greet the other party. He sat down and asked straightforwardly: "How was the result?"

"I agree with the previous doctors. It's not a big problem. If you don't have symptoms, you don't need treatment. Of course, if you insist, I can still arrange surgery for this patient."

The patient's personal identity information was not indicated on the medical record, Zhuang Mingjue had been careful from the very beginning, he would always weigh the doctor's level before considering whether to let him see Su Chi.

This kind of thing is also very common in these powerful families. Zhou Leng didn't think there was anything wrong, but said politely: "If you still have doubts, you can bring the patient here directly, and I will give him another examination in person."

Zhuang Mingjue didn't speak, but looked at Zhou Leng meaningfully with a cold face.

Zhou Leng was very calm throughout the whole process, he kept smiling and let Zhuang Mingjue look at him.

"You have been in Germany for 12 years, and you have been studying for five years and working for seven years." Zhuang Mingjue leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, slowly recounting the information from the investigation, and then asked casually, "All you have been doing is heart surgical?"

"Yes," Zhou Leng smiled. Even though it was something on his resume, he still replied seriously, "Cardiosurgery is the only research direction I am interested in. I decided to study this before going abroad."

"It's not cheap to study medicine abroad." Zhuang Mingjue tilted his head slightly, "Your family background is average, and your family can afford it."

The family background is average.

Zhou Leng keenly caught this word, he frowned and said in warning: "Are you investigating me?"

Zhuang Mingjue smiled and didn't answer him, and continued: "I didn't expect you to be two years older than me, and you're already in your third year this year, I really can't tell."

Zhou Ling pursed his lips, and when holding the file, he unconsciously clenched his fists. He had already felt that Zhuang Mingjue's presence here was not as simple as talking about his illness, but he did not expect that the other party's hostility was so obvious.

Zhuang Mingjue took out the cigarette case from the inner pocket of his suit, and slowly pulled out one.

Zhou Leng said sharply, "I'm sorry, smoking is not allowed here."

Zhuang Mingjue was taken aback, raised his eyes to look at Zhou Leng mockingly, and bit the cigarette into his mouth with a sneer.

"Since you've been abroad for more than ten years and you're not too young, have you never thought about starting a family abroad?" Zhuang Mingjue raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Your conditions, getting married should be very simple."

Zhou Leng snorted and said flatly: "This kind of thing still depends on fate, and I'm busy with work, so I don't usually think about it."

Zhuang Mingjue sneered, and said sharply: "Excuses."

Zhou Ling didn't refute, it was a tacit consent.

"If you really have an idea, I can also arrange it for you. Men or women, you can choose whatever you want. Hongcheng is so big, you can always choose what you are satisfied with."

"Don't you think you're meddling too much?" Zhou Ling finally couldn't help it anymore, he glared, "Let's talk about it, I won't give up on Su Chi. Mr. Zhuang doesn't have to beat around the bush test me."

Zhuang Mingjue hooked his lips and sneered: "You also admit that you poached my corner?"

Zhou Ling smiled: "You and Su Chi are not a couple, where did you say that? I really like him, but I am aboveboard, and I don't care if you know it or not."

"Originally, I didn't need to talk to you so much," Zhuang Mingjue narrowed his eyes dangerously, but Zhou Leng could be regarded as He Lanming's person, if he offended He Lanming by touching him, the gain would not be worth the loss.

Zhou Leng also knew this.

He chuckled lightly, a little contemptuously.

"I think that since I like him, I should fight for it, so I didn't do anything wrong, not just you, my friends and family, Su Chi's friends and family, I can admit in front of them that I like him, I think this is a couple The most basic honesty in the world, I can do this," Zhou Leng tilted his head, and looked at Zhuang Mingjue provocatively: "Can you?"

"Can you express the shameful relationship between you and Su Chi?"

Facing Zhou Leng's aggressiveness, Zhuang Mingjue's gaze turned cold.

His relationship with Su Chi was improper, and he knew this from the very beginning.

But even so, he never regretted his choice.

All he wanted was for Su Chi to be by his side.

But he won't mention these words to Zhou Leng at all, this is a private matter between him and Su Chi.

Seeing that Zhuang Mingjue didn't refute for a long time, Zhou Leng thought he had hit the opponent's weakness. He smiled, and said with some earnestness: "I think you should have some feelings for Su Chi, but your method is very problematic. Instead of delaying If you don't want to waste Su Chi's time and energy, it is better to let it go. I believe that Su Chi will thank you in the future."

"Let go? Thanks?"

Zhuang Mingjue laughed, this man obviously didn't know anything, yet he dared to point out his and Su Chi's life so confidently.

"Of course," Zhou Leng shrugged, "I don't intend to be a gentleman, especially when facing you. I will find an opportunity to tell Mr. He Lan about the matter between you and Su Chi."

Zhou Ling stood up, and looked down at Zhuang Mingjue who was sitting proudly: "I will help you face what you dare not face."

"The appointment time is over," Zhou Leng glanced at the time, and took the coat from the hanger behind him, "I have other things, so excuse me."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Leng didn't look at Zhuang Mingjue's reaction, opened the door and left.

The door of the consultation room was closed with a bang, and the room was instantly quiet. The peculiar alcohol smell of medical buildings penetrated into the nostrils, which was inexplicably clear to the ears.

With his index finger and middle finger, Zhuang Mingjue took the cigarette off his mouth, broke it in half leisurely, took out a handful of shredded tobacco, put it directly into his mouth, and chewed carefully.

The tobacco leaves are bitter and strong, stronger than burnt nicotine.

Even many smokers can't accept dry chewing tobacco leaves. Zhuang Mingjue tried it once in a while, and felt that it was much stronger than the sweet taste of mints.

After calculating the time, Zhuang Mingjue stood up and walked out. He stood in the corridor of the research institute and looked out the window.

Here you can see the open-air parking lot of the research institute. Zhou Ling's silver Porsche just drove out and turned left into the traffic flow.

Zhuang Mingjue looked at Wutong outside the window, reached out and dialed Shen Zheng's phone.

"Look up where he went."

"I just passed Xingmin Avenue, and now I'm heading east."

Facing east, that is the direction to Qingcheng.

A text message popped up on Zhuang Mingjue's cell phone, it was from Su Chi.

[I've arrived at my grandpa's house, and I'm going to tell you that I'm safe. 】

Today was the day when He Lanming asked Su Chi to go back for dinner. Coincidentally, Zhou Ling also went to Qingcheng.

Zhuang Mingjue narrowed his eyes: "Did you ask about what I asked you to inquire about that day?"

"I asked," Shen Zheng said coldly, "it's the aunt who cooks in the kitchen. Although I didn't hear the scene, a group of people discussed it in private. It should be almost the same."

"Help me contact him." Zhuang Mingjue's eyes turned cold: "I want to know everything Zhou Leng and He Lanming talked about that day!"

-

He Lanming's current house is the former residence of a pianist who bought it. Although the style is not quite similar to the former He Lan family's main house, it has a literary atmosphere everywhere, which is very suitable for self-cultivation.

Uncle Wu had heard from He Lanming that Su Chi was coming back today, and he was very happy. He started preparations a few days ago. From the moment Su Chi entered the door, he prepared everything he liked, including his favorite tea and snacks. It was almost the same as when he was a child. respectively.

After more than ten years of separation, although He Lanming didn't say anything, he still loved and loved this little grandson. He Lanming finally seized the opportunity to ask Su Chi about his experiences for so many years.

The two chatted for more than an hour. Su Chi sat in the yard and saw a silver Porsche driving into the house from a distance. He frowned slightly and said in doubt: "There are other guests."

He Lanming took a sip of tea and the old god smiled: "Acquaintance, you also know him."

Su Chi raised his eyebrows slightly. He said last time that it would not be made public for the time being. He Lanming probably wouldn't call his relatives over. Besides, who else knows him and can help him keep this secret?

Su Chi squinted his eyes, and gradually had a guess in his heart.

Sure enough, within 10 minutes, Uncle Wu led Zhou Leng to the front yard.

Zhou Leng was dressed in formal attire, smiled and bowed to He Lanming: "Mr. He Lan."

He Lanming nodded, as if he had received Zhou Leng's gift, he beckoned to Su Chi: "Here, my grandson, you should have met him, right?"

"Yes," Zhou Ling smiled at Su Chi, "I have indeed seen it."

Su Chi didn't speak. He quietly observed the eye contact between these two people. If he guessed right, He Lanming had planned to call Zhou Leng over when he called him back for dinner.

These two people have definitely met in private before.

"Zhou Ling said that he met you in Hongcheng, so he will keep your affairs a secret," He Lanming explained with a smile, "But he is a steady person, so don't worry about your affairs, he won't tell."

In front of He Lanming, Su Chi didn't show any repulsion, but just smiled lightly, politely and alienated: "Hello."

The smile on Zhou Ling's face froze, obviously, Su Chi didn't want to talk to him.

"Since everyone is here, let's have dinner." He Lanming stood up leaning on a cane, grabbed Su Chi's shoulder with his other hand, and squeezed it meaningfully.

"Zhou Ling came here specially for you," He Lanming said in a low voice, with deep meaning, "I don't want to get involved in your personal affairs, just to remind you."

Having said that, Su Chi instantly understood what He Lanming meant.

In all likelihood, Zhou Ling has already told He Lanming that he likes him.

This act of cutting first and playing later really made Su Chi very upset. He immediately turned cold and didn't give Zhou Ling any good looks when he arrived at the dinner table.

"Sorry, I was rude." Zhou Leng probably knew the reason for Su Chi's displeasure, and he patiently explained: "I don't think this kind of thing needs to be hidden from anyone. Since old Mr. He Lan asked, I will follow suit." Honestly, that's all."

Zhou Ling looked at Su Chi on the opposite side: "I like you, I have made this very clear from the beginning."

"Yes," Su Chi pursed his lips, resting his chin with one hand, fiddled with the corn soup in front of him, and said coldly, "But I also remember that I rejected you."

He Lanming, who was on the main seat, was taken aback for a moment. His little grandson seldom makes people feel embarrassed like this, and he will save people some face, unless——

He was really angry.

He Lanming frowned slightly, he never thought that Su Chi would be so disgusted with Zhou Leng.

He Lanming immediately remembered what Zhou Leng had mentioned to him. He put down his chopsticks and said seriously, "I heard that you were messing around with others outside. Is there such a thing?"

This is not to help Zhou Leng speak, He Lanming himself really cares.

"What nonsense—" Su Chi raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhou Leng opposite.

Zhou Ling swallowed, feeling a little guilty unconsciously.

Su Chi smiled knowingly, and took a sip of the soup indifferently: "That depends on how you define the word 'nonsense', anyway, I am very happy. "

"Really?" He Lanming frowned, "Who is it? It's against you, you don't have any rules!"

Su Chi shrugged: "Did you really not see it at all? I thought we made it obvious."

obvious?

Memories related to He Lanbi flashed through He Lanming's mind, and the one that appeared the most was——

Squeak——

The door of the restaurant was opened.

A tall man in a suit and leather shoes walked in with long legs.

He Lanming's seat was facing the gate, so he could see the identity of the visitor at a glance.

Zhuang Mingjue.

"Coincidentally, it's just in time for you to eat." Zhuang Mingjue smiled, and bowed to He Lanming who was sitting on the main seat, "I'm sorry, Mr. He, I came here uninvited, so don't blame me."

He Lanming opened his mouth. The answer to Su Chi's question just now was ready to come out. His mind was so messed up that he had no time to deal with this sudden situation.

Zhuang Mingjue's gaze immediately turned to Su Chi, and then he raised his foot and walked towards him.

"You said you were going home, but you didn't say you were eating with other men." Zhuang Mingjue lifted Su Chi's chin, "Susu, you lied to me, eh?"

Su Chi subconsciously cast a glance at Zhou Leng who was opposite, he knew very well that Zhuang Mingjue's actions were definitely aimed at him.

In the next second, Su Chi's gaze was straightened, and Zhuang Mingjue looked down at him with a slight warning in his voice.

"I taught you, don't think of other men when you talk to me, forget?"

Su Chi blinked, and immediately cooperated: "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry?" Zhuang Mingjue smiled, "That's not enough."

Before Su Chi said anything, Zhuang Mingjue suddenly lowered his head.

Under the surprised eyes of He Lanming and Zhou Leng, Zhuang Mingjue slightly opened his mouth, and kissed Su Chi's lips fiercely.

The author says:

Mr. Zhuang: Da Zha Gong's script is very smooth to act 【Lighting Cigarettes】