No Questions

After dinner, Wei Wenxing sent Jiang Chifeng home. Jiang Chifeng was sitting in the co-pilot of Xiao Jinbei, playing with his mobile phone, and then his mobile phone's WeChat notification sound kept ringing.

Jiang Chifeng listened, happy: "I asked Hoshino for today's photos and videos, and I sent them to you."

The man is really handsome in a racing suit, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a tall and straight figure. There is a photo of looking down to take the helmet, and a photo of inadvertently looking up at the camera. His eyes are so focused on the track. Rusty again, Jiang Chifeng licked his lips, and hid all the photos where the face could be seen, and only chose a picture of two cars that were captured together with Wei Wenxing just driving forward side by side, and another A picture of four people rushing to the finish line together was posted on Moments.

Just as I was about to post a Weibo post, I got comments and likes.

First, Ms. Lin Sishanglin.

"Go out to play?"

Jiang Chifeng replied by typing: "Xiao Yao and I are going to take care of the business in Hoshinotou's parking lot."

Chu Jinghong said: "Happiness takes off, and the contract also takes off."

The yin and yang are weird, and it looks like someone who works overtime at the company on weekends and has no time to go out.Jiang Chifeng replied to him: "There is no shortage of that little money."

Then there were likes from many people, and some unfamiliar comments. He only glanced at them and picked out one or two replies.When someone asked for a place, he would recommend it and advertise for Chen Xingye.

Refresh to Gu Yi's likes, and Gu Yi's message pops up on the top frame of the screen.

[Intentionally: Tsk tsk, are you going karting? ]

Jiang Chifeng glanced at Wei Wenxing who was concentrating on driving, and sent several photos to Gu Yi.

[Nothing little fairy: Look at the handsome guy! ]

[Intentionally: You are so generous, listen to me thank you. ]

[Intentionally: Hahahahahahaha. ]

[Intentionally: Student Xiaojiang, you have a good eye. ]

In Jiang Chifeng's heart, it was as if the heat had melted into sugar water, and the sweetness was so sweet that small bubbles burst out.

There was a traffic light ahead, Wei Wenxing slowed down and stopped, turned his head to look over, and happened to see the young master holding the phone with crooked smiles, his slender fingers tapping on the screen.

Also infected, bent lips.

After Jiang Chifeng shared today's happiness with Gu Yi, he asked her when she planned to shoot the store-visiting video, so that he could arrange the time.Gu Yi knew that he was usually busy with work, and the two agreed that Jiang Chifeng would quit WeChat until the next Sunday.After thinking about it, he clicked on the chat window with Shen Li, shared Wei Wenxing's photos, and of course his own photos, and posted a two-word summary of "good match", and sent another Weibo, and then he was satisfied. Put your phone away.

The heater was turned on in the car, and the windows were covered with a light layer of white mist, making the scenery outside the windows blurry.Jiang Chifeng looked at it for a while, and suddenly remembered what happened during the day, so he asked, "Wei Wenxing, what did you call me when you pulled me today?"

Wei Wenxing drove smoothly, his eyes still focused on the front: "...young master."

"Why do you call me that?" Jiang Chifeng pinched his ears secretly. He was angry at the time and didn't think too much about it. Now that he thinks about it, he's just... embarrassed.

Wei Wenxing rubbed his fingertips on the steering wheel: "Because the first time I met you, your driver called you young master."

"That day you were wearing a thick down jacket, standing next to the expensive sports car, and told me to pay you two catties and thirteen incense sticks."

"At first glance, he looks like a young master from a rich family. He has never experienced a sinister heart..." Wei Wenxing paused, "A kind-hearted young master."

"Then you gave me such a nickname?" Jiang Chifeng saw his eyebrows and eyes through the darkened screen of the phone, and clicked his tongue in his heart.He has always known that his appearance is very deceptive, he loves to smile, his long eyebrows are slightly raised and his narrow eyes can bend into a moon, shining brightly, many elders like him, just because of his face, they think he is good-looking, But if his temper comes up, his gentle eyebrows and soft lips will become sharp knives, opening and closing, hurting deeply.

It's just facing Wei Wenxing, he hasn't shown this side until now.

"If you don't like it, I won't call it that."

"I really don't like people calling me that." Jiang Chifeng lowered his eyes. He used to be young, and when people called him Young Master Jiang, he always praised him and felt very honorable.Later, when he took over the company, he should have grown up quickly and matured in every aspect, so he no longer likes to be called that.

Isn't Boss Jiang more face-saving than Young Master Jiang?

But... thinking of Wei Wenxing's hasty but soft tone of "little master" when he pulled him, his heart beat a little faster: "You can make an exception."

The villa area where Jiang Chifeng lives has very strict security, so Wei Wenxing's car was stopped at the gate. Jiang Chifeng pressed down the window and said hello to the security: "Record his license plate."

Only then was released.

After saying goodbye, Jiang Chifeng went to the door of the house. Wei Wenxing sat in the car with the windows rolled down, watching his figure gradually disappear into the night.

In winter in S City, the wind at night is damp and cold, the car is turned off, but the heater is still on, and the night wind squeezes into the car through the window, as if trying to squeeze all the warmth away. Others scrambled to get into Wei Wenxing's collar.

But he didn't feel cold.

How can it be cold?He who was dragged into another world by the sincere and straightforward young master, and he who came into contact with the personal connections that others could only dream of, felt like a fire was burning in his heart, which scorched his conscience and condemned him and Jiang It is uneasy and kind to maintain a good relationship. It is to gain a little contact, to build a relationship, and to develop smoothly in the career.

But there was another voice in his heart, rebutting, saying no.

Wei Wenxing glanced at the light that lit up in the distance, started the car, and left.

Another voice spoke.

He just didn't want to reject the young master.

There is no way to refuse the young master.

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Jiang Chifeng only saw Shen Li's message after he came out of the shower. Night "buying wine" is the busiest time, so Shen Li simply replied to him: "Good match!"

There is another sentence: "I have all the group photos, as expected of you."

Jiang Chifeng typed a reply.

[Little God of Nothing: He still pays the bill for dinner tonight. ]

[Little God of Nothing: He was also the one who drove me home. ]

[No matter little fairy: I thought I was in love with him. ]

[No matter little fairy: This man has something. ]

[Liquor seller: It's pretty good, there's coming and going. ]

Jiang Chifeng was drying his hair, and was about to look at Wei Wenxing's photo before going to bed, when a new message popped up on WeChat.Click on it, and found that Fan Jingling sent him a video.

Fan Jingling was two years older than them, and they played together when they were very young, but Jiang Chifeng had a flamboyant temper and was favored at home. He always wanted stars to have stars and moons to have moons. Ling didn't want to participate in the game he proposed, so the two children got into a fight. After the fight, neither of them would bow their heads to admit their mistakes.

The relationship between Fan Jingling's family is relatively complicated, and the stories about the Fan family's bloody wealthy family are all chats after dinner in the circle, so Fan Jingling's reputation is not good.Coupled with the fact that he joined the company right after graduation, and he has made drastic rectifications and reforms with iron and blood skills, holding Canxing in his hands, and there are even more gossips.What kind of disrespect, cold-blooded and ruthless, messing around with men and men, nurturing, planting on him, true and false, can't move him as a person, but also drag him into the quagmire to get dirty.

Jiang Chifeng cherishes his feathers, so naturally he will not associate with him.It's just that Xiao Yao and Fan Jingling have a good relationship, for Xiao Yao's sake, they can barely greet each other politely.

So Jiang Chifeng was quite surprised to see Fan Jingling send him a message late at night.

The video was shot at night, click on it, and look at the venue. It is the Speed ​​Club they went to today. The big lights are on. In the video, there are several go-kart racing cars with people sitting on them. The difference is that everyone else is wearing racing suits. Wearing a helmet and gloves, the person in the car in the middle was wearing his own clothes without any protective measures.

Jiang Chifeng's eyes sank, it was Gao Yanzhou.

In the video, there was the roar of the accelerator, and then several cars crashed towards Gao Yanzhou.

Gao Yanzhou gripped the steering wheel tightly, under the force inertia, even though he was wearing a seat belt, he was hit by his chest, arm, head... The pain made him tremble all over.

Jiang Chifeng subconsciously tightened his fingers and gripped the phone.

Then the camera zoomed out and a hand with slender knuckles appeared, waving in front of the camera. The watch on his wrist was still the latest model. He had just bought one in S City, but he couldn't order it even though he wanted to.

Then Fan Jingling's face appeared.

The man was biting his cigarette, a spark reflected in his eyes, wearing a neat suit, walked towards Gao Yanzhou, pinched his chin, and the camera zoomed in on Gao Yanzhou's face.

"Come on, apologize to Mr. Jiang."

Coughing violently, Gao Yanzhou never raised his eyes to look at the camera, but said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry..."

"Speak louder." Fan Jingling took a puff of the cigarette, the white mist filled the night, blurring his vision, and a warm, sticky liquid flowed onto his fingers, he let go with a "tsk" sound hand.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Jiang, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Gao Yanzhou shrank back, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, "I'm sorry, I don't dare anymore, and I don't want to be delusional anymore."

The video ended here. Gao Yanzhou didn't seem to be seriously injured in the video, but outside of the video... he was afraid to think about it.

Called Fan Jingling, and as soon as he got through, Jiang Chifeng's voice crackled like a firecracker: "Fan Jingling, are you fucking crazy too? What did you do to Gao Yanzhou?"

"I didn't do anything to him." Fan Jingling was smoking a cigarette, the smell of tobacco and the cold night wind wrapped around him, making him very clear-headed.He has a line in his heart and knows how to measure it: "Just let him feel the feeling of being hit. The person has suffered a skin trauma, so don't worry. The company bought insurance for him, and my bodyguards also have the severity in their hands."

"This is a lesson for him, and it's also an explanation for you." Fan Jingling asked unhurriedly on the phone, "Is Mr. Jiang feeling better now?"

Jiang Chifeng was angry today because he wanted to ask Fan Jingling to calculate a mental damage fee, but later his anger subsided, and now he was a little agitated: "Fan Jingling, you must be sick, you can't use a gentler way. Solve it?"

"I'm not sick now." Fan Jingling said, "But if the wind blows a little longer, I might catch a cold tomorrow. Mr. Jiang remember to pay for the medicine."

"Gentle." Fan Jingling laughed again, "I'm gentle, didn't Xuezang warn me before, but who told him to be restless and disobedient."

He said: "I hate disobedient artists the most."

Jiang Chifeng was speechless: "Okay...this matter is over here, nothing happened to me, forget it...you remember to send him to the hospital for a good checkup."

"Jiang Chifeng." Fan Jingling called him sincerely, and then said, "Do you know that a soft heart is also a disease, and it needs to be cured."

"..." Jiang Chifeng scolded him, "You are the only one who is sick and died."

"Hey, wait." Fan Jingling smiled on the phone, "I heard that Mr. Jiang is chasing someone, and the other party is doing software development?"

Jiang Chifeng frowned, and his tone was subconsciously defensive: "Why are you asking about this?"

"Isn't it because I just knew that the box video website is going to be a main site again, and an app by the way." Fan Jingling said, "I helped make the connection, and Mr. Jiang told me the sorry sentence more than ten years ago? "

Jiang Chifeng gritted his teeth: "I'm not wrong."

"It's still a dog's temper." Fan Jingling gave a "tsk", "Hang up."

Hearing the busy tone on the other end of the phone, Jiang Chifeng threw the phone away with a snap, rubbed his aching head from anger, lay on his back on the bed, and closed his eyes.

As for the box video website, Jiang Chifeng remembered it. He wondered if Rao Chunyu could make a decision. Wait a few days to find out the general situation of the box video site and the contact information of the person in charge. See See if you can pull this thread over, Sai Wei Wenxing has it in his hand.

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Mo Fengjun:

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Fan Jingling pays for his actions