The boss always wants to help the poor

After they returned to the company, Qi Xian summoned Cheng Zhize again and asked about his father.

Cheng Zhize faltered and hawed for a long time, seeing that he could not escape, he said frankly: "To be honest, this paragraph really makes me hard to say. I am actually an illegitimate child. I only found out about this not long ago, but I haven't met that man yet, he talked to me on the phone and overheard someone calling him chairman, I guess he is a big shot."

Qi Xian asked: "Since he is your biological father, have you never thought about meeting him?"

Cheng Zhize continued to sigh: "I want to see him, but I also don't want to see him. After all these years, he has already had his own family. My appearance will only bring trouble to people. Although I am related by blood, I feel It's better not to wait to see my aunt's family come to get close."

"Yeah." Xiang Mang replied lightly, and everyone was more or less powerless.

Time pushes people forward, it seems that no matter whether you are ready or not, since you have taken a step, going back is already an unchangeable ending.

Qi Xian frowned sideways, noticed the loneliness on Xiang Mang's face, and already guessed that he was thinking about his past again.

Qi Xian walked to Xiang Mang's side and stood still, patted his shoulder with one hand to support him, then looked at Cheng Zhize and said, "This is a starting point, do you have detailed personal information?"

Cheng Zhize shook his head, then raised his head after a long time and said, "I remembered, he sent me a picture of my mother, there might be clues in the envelope."

Cheng Zhize lived in a rented house with He Shanshan before his death, and the down payment for the new house had already been paid, and he just waited for the house to be built and married and moved in. Naturally, Qi Xian contacted He Shanshan first.

Qi Xian only took Xiang Mang out the door, Xiang Mang didn't say a word in the car, Qi Xian looked at him several times and silently watched his movements.

Xiang Mang turned his head and said, "Is there any writing on my face? What do you always look at?"

At the red light, Qi Xian stepped on the brake firmly, and said in a cautious tone: "Are you in a bad mood, thinking of your father?"

Xiang Mang nodded: "I remember it, but I'm not in a bad mood, I don't feel anything." He reached out and took out his phone, fiddled with it.

Qi Xian looked at his calm expression and didn't answer, until the next red light at the intersection, he continued this topic: "I always wanted to ask you, why are you willing to pay that debt to your father? , doesn't seem very good."

Xiang Mang typed Feng Yuan's name in the search box, and read it for a long time. It was basically entertainment news.

"I don't want to, but I can't just watch him die. The gang of debtors don't care about a life that has no social value. If I don't care... forget it, I don't want to talk about it." Xiang Mang cut off the conversation , Xu felt that Qi Xian didn't seem to understand that in the eyes of outsiders, he shouldn't care about his father.

But after all, no one can empathize.

So in most cases, he is unwilling to pour out his bitterness to others.

Qi Xian heard it in his ears, felt that Xiang Mang couldn't help but talk about the sad part, and comforted him: "You don't have to feel too sad, it's all over, and it will get better in the future."

Xiang Mang glanced at him, and Qi Xian understood the meaning.

"Watch the road and drive hard."

Xiang Mang plugged in the earphones, played the tune, and leaned back in the chair to rest.

……

When she arrived at Cheng Zhize's rental house, He Shanshan was reading a thick photo album carefully on the simple sofa. It wasn't until Qi Xian rang the doorbell for the third time that she reacted and opened the door, "Please come in."

When Qi Xian first came in, a dull air suddenly hit his face, and the green plants under the TV were all wilted, as if the owner hadn't taken care of them for a long time.

Qi Xian explained his purpose of coming here, but he just borrowed the name of the police. When He Shanshan heard that the policeman seemed to regain his strength in an instant, he actively cooperated with all of Qi Xian's 'investigations'.

Qi Xian came to the bedroom and found a dusty white envelope from the corner of the closet according to the place Cheng Zhize had told him earlier. A fancy stamp that modern people have forgotten.

After opening the envelope, there were a few photos neatly placed inside. Xiang Mang took it out and took it out. The photos were all black and white, probably taken on a lake at a scenic spot. Naturally, the pixels are not good, but it didn't affect the woman in the photo at all. smile.

Qi Xian turned around and asked He Shanshan, "Is this his mother?"

"Well, he showed it to me once, but I didn't mention it anymore because I was afraid he would be sad."

Xiang Mang took back the photo and signaled Qi Xian to leave. The two briefly explained to He Shanshan and left.

Seeing that Xiang Mang seemed to have thoughts about the photos, Qi Xian lowered his head slightly and asked him, "What do you think?"

"I noticed a small line of characters." Xiang Mang took out another photo of a lake tour, flipped it over and held it in front of Qi Xian, through the light of the street lamp, Qi Xian did notice the sunken characters.

"I still miss you, hope to see you again—Dong" This is a row of characters similar to those carved with a carving knife.

"His biological father's surname is Dong. This is not an important clue, but I also noticed this." Xiang Mang took out another photo. The scenic spot is a wooden marriage bridge on the lake, covered with A wooden sign with a red chain, the woman in the picture is holding a wooden sign in her hand.

Qi Xian looked along Xiang Mang's fingers, and only then did he understand what Xiang Mang meant, and he couldn't help wondering if his eyes had increased again.

"You have really good eyesight." An impressive compliment hit Xiang Mang on the head.

Xiang Mang grinned, not wanting to catch the sentence, and got into the car directly: "Go home, we'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm so tired."

Qi Xian suddenly became happier, and even played cheerful music, almost twisting his figure.

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" Xiang Mang seemed to have seen a psychosis, and he didn't know why he was so happy all of a sudden.

Qi Xian looked at him and smiled ambiguously, which made Xiang Mang's skin crawl. Only Qi Xian knew that he just thought that Xiang Mang's words to go home made him inexplicably happy.

It seems that it feels good to have someone to go home with.

It was already dark when the two returned to the community. After the failed kitchen operation last time, Qi Xian proposed to have a bite at the noodle shop outside the door, and Xiang Mang agreed.

"Two bowls of chicken noodles in old soup, and a stack of side dishes." The clerk recorded it and turned around, "By the way, no green onions."

When Qi Xian and Xiang Mang were waiting, they sat face to face without speaking. Xiang Mang would occasionally cast his gaze on the clay figurines and decorations beside the dining table, while Qi Xian stared at him steadfastly.

"You look really good-looking. If you were a woman, I would..."

"Stop! Don't say it, there is no such possibility, I'm not a woman!" Xiang Mang extinguished the imaginary flames of the opposite person in time.

Qi Xian didn't say a word, but was interrupted and stunned: "Okay, let's not talk, but you are really good-looking, and your eyes are very good-looking." Qi Xian prides himself on being a straight man of steel, and he has a lot of thoughts about Xiang Mang's appearance. Feeling, in the end can only be attributed to two words, good-looking.

Xiang Mang pursed his lips, unwilling to talk to him, and when he saw the noodles coming, he took out the disposable wooden chopsticks next to him and handed a pair to Qi Xian, then he picked up the noodles and let them cool slowly before putting them into his mouth.

On the other hand, Qi Xian seemed to hardly feel the soup. He rolled a large lump of noodles and stuffed them into his mouth, and swallowed them whole. The scene of eating at this time was very similar to the scene in the animated movie Beauty and the Beast.

When Qi Yeshou finished his last sip of noodle soup, Xiang Mei had just finished eating half of it, so Qi Xian could only watch him eat.

"Compared to this, I think I'm too rude. You can eat so beautifully, like a still painting, just like that, as elegant as the Mona Lisa."

"..." Xiang Mang almost choked on a mouthful of noodle soup, what kind of adjective is that.

"I used to think I was the most handsome, but now, it's yours." Qi Xian looked obsessively, and conveniently put the most handsome and most beautiful laurels on Xiang Mang.

"..." Xiang Mang scolded madly in his heart, put down his chopsticks, he couldn't eat anymore, the air was already full of greasy.

Qi Xian went to pay the bill, took Xiang Mang to go home, and strolled into the community.

"Oh, isn't today Wednesday?" Qi Xian suddenly grabbed Xiang Mang's shoulder excitedly, his expression full of panic.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Xiang Mang didn't know why.

Qi Xian became even more flustered: "I actually forgot! Such an important day! Hurry up, hurry up, let's go home." But because of Xiang Mang's legs, Qi Xian was only anxious, and his footsteps still matched Xiang Mang's rhythm .

After returning home, Qi Xian anxiously tossed his shoes aside and rushed into the house.

Xiang Mang changed into his slippers in confusion and walked into the living room. Seeing Qi Xian turn on the TV in a hurry, he suddenly had a bad premonition...

"Hurry up, come sit here, let's go together." While waiting for the TV to turn on, Qi Xian dragged Xiang Mang to sit on the sofa, turned around and took out a row of Yakult from the refrigerator, and turned off the lights.

At this moment, Xiang Mang felt that Qi Xian might want to show him some important information, but in the end...

………………

Xiang Mang was very depressed, and was dragged away by the man beside him, his face darkened.

The TV light was reflected on Qi Xian's face, and Xiang Mang could clearly see the idiotic smile on his face.

"Hey, you don't know! This so-and-so is very powerful..."

"Also! This person is stronger..."

"Well, I really like that person!"

"..."

Xiang Mang's brows gradually wrinkled, Qi Xian challenged his psychological limit, and finally when Qi Xian spoke for the tenth time, he couldn't take it anymore, he casually took a pillow on the sofa and hugged Qi Xian Face, "Shut up!" I'll let you talk!

Qi Xian broke free from the pillow, stared innocently at Xiang Mang, and occasionally slipped to the TV, jumping up and down with the ups and downs of the screen, the TV screen suddenly exploded, and the people on the screen wept with joy.

"I knew it! This person will win! Sure enough!" Qi Xian couldn't hold back, shouted excitedly, and then... realized the rapidly dropping air pressure around him...

Qi Xian turned his head stiffly: "I...I was wrong...you..."

Xiang Mang's brows kept trembling, and then he took another pillow and slapped him hard on the face again.

The author has something to say: Xiang Mang: Look at it, you will know it, die you!Big trotters

Qi Xian: o(╥﹏╥)o hurts

Employee: What is the boss looking at?