Chapter 15 Outbreak
Chapter 15 Outbreak
They are also men, Zhong Lin sometimes really admires Yan Zhengming's energy.
Having grown up so big, he has never seen a few people who are more energetic than Yan Zhengming.
He worked all day during the day, had intensive meetings and high-intensity business negotiations, socialized until past ten o'clock in the evening, and then drove back to Lishui after more than two hours of driving, and quarreled with him until after three o'clock. It was as if he had been spat with chicken blood, hugging and kissing endlessly.
Yan Zhengming's obsession with his body gave Zhong Lin the illusion that Yan Zhengming liked him because he liked his body.
I really want to seal his mouth.
"Yan Zhengming..."
"baby."
"Tomorrow is Monday."
"I think..." Yan Zhengming seemed to not understand the subtext of Zhong Lin's words, and acted like a baby with him, "I want to do a billion-dollar business with you, can you agree?"
"I want to agree in my heart." Zhong Lin put his hand on his abdominal muscles and said regretfully, "But this bed really can't bear it."
The old factory area, old dormitory, and old bed boards have not been replaced for more than [-] years, and the mattresses were all replaced by him later.
Really flimsy.
Yan Zhengming's excitement was as explosive as that of a bulldozer, Zhong Lin can guarantee that he will be shaken to pieces within two strokes.
"..." Yan Zhengming decided to replace all the beds in the entire dormitory building tomorrow!
Zhong Lin is still persuasive: "Imagine, if you are in the middle of the night, and the bed suddenly 'bangs' and collapses, will you have a psychological shadow? In the middle of the night, we two stare at each other with bare buttocks, that scene , is it enough for you to remember your life?"
"..."
Yan Zhengming was so angry that he bit his face, and said bitterly: "Baby, I found that you are really talented in ruining the atmosphere."
"I'm just seeking truth from facts." Zhong Lin said solemnly, "I'm also thinking about your body."
"...I thank you."
"You're welcome." Zhong Lin leaned over and kissed him, and said softly, "It's almost four o'clock, and I'm so sleepy. I have an audit meeting tomorrow, and there are a lot of things to prepare. Go to bed, okay?"
He was used to being strong in front of Yan Zhengming, once he softened, Yan Zhengming couldn't bear it, his heart was trembling, and he compromised at the speed of light: "Okay, then go to sleep, good night."
Save it, and wait until another day to make a big ticket.
"Good night, dear."
The first thing Yan Zhengming did after going to work the next day was to contact the finance department to approve funds for the logistics department to replace the beds and anti-theft doors for the dormitories of the whole factory.
Manager Cai, who is in charge of finance, looked at the approval slip in his hand, and he was in a bad mood. I don't know which nerve of this rich and powerful Mr. Yan suddenly got the wrong line, so we dare not ask.
Zhong Lin was ashamed and wanted to laugh when he heard the news.
After the review meeting in the morning, Zhong Lin called the interested manufacturers one by one to prepare the materials for the inspection, and then contacted the relevant departments. After that, he had to arrange the follow-up work of the department.
Yan Zhengming is busier than him, because of the expansion of the production line, he has had endless meetings, signed documents and answered phone calls lately.
After get off work, he muted his work phone, and just wanted to have a quiet dinner with Zhong Lin.
Today he didn't bring a driver, he drove his own car, and drove for more than 40 minutes to a cave restaurant outside the third ring road.
These highly creative architectural designs can always vividly reflect the infinity of human wisdom.
But Yan Zhengming brought Zhong Lin here not because of its mysterious atmosphere, good privacy, and delicious food.
But because this is where they have been, full of memories.
Zhong Lin recalled the situation where Yan Zhengming got drunk the next day and woke up the next day when Yan Zhengming blamed him and asked him to take responsibility, so he couldn't help giving him a look: "If you dare to drink me this time, I'll give you a hammer on the head!"
Yan Zhengming didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Honey, I just want to have dinner with you, what are you thinking about. Besides, what am I going to do now, and I need to drink you?"
Zhong Lin thought about it, yes.
Then let go of my heart.
This time, I still ordered Zhong Lin’s favorite double-pepper shell fish and crab powder crispy flower willow gum, plus a chicken bean curd soup made with meat and vegetables, and Yan Zhengming randomly ordered a few of their signatures for the rest of the dishes.
Zhong Lin was already hungry, and when the dishes came, the fragrance was overflowing, making people's index fingers move, so he began to bury his head in eating and rarely spoke.
Yan Zhengming saw that he rarely had a big appetite, his heart was happy, and the food felt extremely delicious in his mouth.
When it was almost time to eat, Yan Zhengming asked jokingly: "My dear, when are you going to take me to see my mother-in-law?"
Zhong Lin glared at him: "What mother-in-law, she is the future mother-in-law!"
Yan Zhengming didn't mind at all, and immediately changed his words: "Okay, when will you take me to see my future mother-in-law?"
Zhong Lin told him that his mother was not angry.
Yan Zhengming thought he understood his mother, a very gentle, kind and reasonable woman.
The warm and soft part of Zhong Lin's personality comes from her, but after all, she is from her parents' generation, with different education and different concepts.
The lack of anger may be because she loves Zhong Lin too much, but it doesn't mean she won't be sad.
Yan Zhengming liked her very much before.
Thinking of the lies he told her, he felt very guilty.
If possible, he wanted to try his best to make up for her regrets and reassure her.
Zhong Lin guessed what he was thinking, and said: "Take it easy, after all, after so many years of looking forward to it, she shattered her thoughts all at once, and she must give her some time to adapt."
If all the sweet words in Yan Zhengming's stomach were poured out, it would probably take Doraemon's pocket to hold it. As long as he thought about it, he could make people dizzy by coaxing people. Minutes.
His mother is much easier to talk to than Su Xiaowen.
Zhong Lin remembered the phone call in the car before, and asked hesitantly, "Is your mother sick?"
In the car before, that Aunt Lin called Yan Zhengming again, tactfully asked if Yan Zhengming was free recently, and said that Dr. Tan came again yesterday.
Yan Zhengming was driving at the time, on the speakerphone, and hung up the phone before he could say a few words.
Yan Zhengming said: "She has been suffering from a heart disease for decades. She has a persistent illness, and she will have seizures every now and then. No doctor can help her. Yan Tingxiang can treat her, but he doesn't want to, and neither can I."
Zhong Lin was slightly stunned, probably Yan Zhengming himself didn't realize how much helplessness and indignation were contained in his calm tone.
After all, they are biological parents. If they say they don't care, how can they really not care.
Zhong Lin had just sorted out her own feelings, so she couldn't control too many other people's smears. She just said: "She is not feeling well, and she specially asked Aunt Lin to call you to insinuate. Maybe she misses you."
He wants Yan Zhengming to go back and coax his mother, if he is happy, maybe he will agree with them to be together then?
Yan Zhengming was noncommittal, picked something for him in the white porcelain jar with a spoon, and handed it to him when it was done: "Eat some more."
Zhong Lin stared at half a bowl of sea cucumber with abalone sauce in front of him, and looked at him helplessly: "Aren't you afraid of my nosebleed?"
"Don't worry, I'll let you down if you get angry."
"..."
After the two of them finished their dinner, Yan Zhengming sent Zhong Lin to a place not far from the factory gate, saying that seeing how tired Zhong Lin was, he would let him go temporarily and would not go back with him tonight.
In order to prevent others from seeing the discussion, they didn't even enter the door.
Zhong Lin didn't reveal it, and after spending some time with him in the car, he opened the door and got out of the car to go back.
Yan Zhengming didn't go home for several days, and it was less than nine o'clock when he returned tonight.
He thought his mother was the only one at home at this point, but when he returned, Aunt Lin told him that the husband and wife were on the first floor.
In addition to the wine cellar, there are only theaters and entertainment rooms on the first floor.
He wasn't naive enough to think his parents would sit around and watch a movie or play ball at leisure.
Facts proved that his guess was right. His mother's sharp and angry roar came from the wine cellar before anyone even reached the door.
"Yan Tingxiang, you bastard!" Su Xiaowen's sharp voice was full of resentment, "Why do you dare to slander me like this?! You play tricks on the outside every day, like a breed. , Now you dare to turn around and slander me! It’s been more than [-] years and now you come to settle old scores with me. Since you cared so much, why did you let me give birth to him?! Is it a sin not to look like you?! Your heart It's all over the Pacific Ocean, and you have the face to blame him for not kissing you! Have you hugged him once since you were a child?! Who caused his surly temper?!"
Yan Zhengming's hand was already on the doorknob, but when he heard his mother's words, he stopped.
His mother was obviously very angry, she lost all her demeanor, and her speech was a bit incoherent, but it didn't prevent Yan Zhengming from focusing on the key points.
After co-authoring for a long time, Yan Tingxiang is so biased because he suspects that he is not his seed?
"I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a father, so how good are you? Why doesn't he kiss you? My son doesn't look like me, he looks like your old friend. It's not natural for me to have doubts? Su Xiaowen, You always hate me so much, why did you agree to marry me back then?" Compared to Su Xiaowen, Yan Tingxiang's mood was obviously much more stable, and his tone was very calm.
"Yan Tingxiang, you are simply not human! How can you say such a thing?! You bastard!" Su Xiaowen cried angrily, so angry that she couldn't come up with new tricks for cursing.
Yan Zhengming couldn't bear to listen, and couldn't help but twist the doorknob.
"Sorry to bother you." He stood at the door, not intending to go in, and said in a relaxed tone, "I said, you have been arguing for more than [-] years, aren't you tired?"
They didn't expect him to break in suddenly, Su Xiaowen was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to wipe her tears.
Yan Tingxiang was also taken aback by him, and he couldn't help frowning after recovering: "Who told you to come in, get out!"
From the appearance alone, they really don't look alike.
Yan Tingxiang's height and appearance can only be regarded as medium, but the advantage is that he has a good temperament, is rich and knows how to take care of himself, so he is popular.
Although Yan Zhengming's demeanor was flamboyant and surly, his outline was firm, his brows and eyes were deep, and the proportions of three courts and five eyes were very standard, and he almost completely inherited his mother's appearance advantages.
"Get out!" Yan Tingxiang didn't know how much he had heard, and when he thought of the angry words he said just now, he couldn't hold back.
"I haven't finished yet." Yan Zhengming didn't seem to feel embarrassed at all, and was still in the mood to mock his father, "It's not a big problem of the century, is it that difficult to solve? Director Yan, you're so suspicious that I'm not your son anymore , why don't you go for an appraisal to confirm it? Don't waste energy with my mother here."
This is heard.
Yan Tingxiang's expression changed.
Su Xiaowen's complexion also changed, she opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but found it difficult to speak.
Yan Zhengming didn't care how embarrassing they were, and he was still angry: "Oh, I forgot, Director Yan, you are an entrepreneur worth tens of billions, half a public figure, if it is found out that I am really not your kind, How embarrassing! Divorce and get half of my mother's property, wouldn't it be a loss to my wife and lose my army, what a loss! Tsk, for more than twenty years, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles have not been tolerated by you, admiration!"
Yan Tingxiang's face seemed to be slapped by someone, his expression instantly became brilliant, and he shouted angrily: "Get out!"
"Don't rush, let's go right away." Yan Zhengming admired the expressions on his parents' faces enough, and then said unhurriedly, "By the way, I'm here to inform you that I'm going to bring a clock on Saturday It doesn't matter if you are prepared or not, he doesn't care about it anyway, but please be polite to him when Lin comes back."
"How dare you!" Yan Tingxiang was furious, Sicheng celebrated his birthday on Saturday, let alone Zhong Lin, if he could, he wouldn't even want Yan Zhengming to come back.
This bastard will only cause him trouble!
Playing with men has come to the stage, what's wrong with not being ashamed enough!
Yan Zhengming let out a sneer from his nose: "What dare I not?"
"Then bring it back and try!"
The smile in Yan Zhengming's eyes faded, and he looked at his father and said lightly, "Dong Yan, don't scare me. I think my request is not too much. A few years ago, Zhong Lin was wronged by Yan's family. I have a grudge, I just want to solve this problem for him, and it will not prevent you from celebrating your precious son's birthday. I have already greeted you in advance, if he is wronged again this time, then in the future Everyone's life is over, I have no other skills, and there is still a way to toss people."
Having said that, he paused for a moment, staring straight at Yan Tingxiang, with madness about to burst out from the depths of his eyes.
"Furthermore, if he loses a hair or gets injured because of this in the future... Director Yan, I'm afraid that no one will see you to death in the future." Yan Sicheng reminded deliberately, as if he didn't think it was enough to irritate his father, " You know, what can I do if I am in a hurry."
Yan Tingxiang's scalp was numb, he didn't know whether it was because he was too angry or too frightened, the blood rushed to the top of his head, blurring his vision, he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Of course he knew that Yan Zhengming could do it!
The past is so vivid that every time I think about it, it makes people shudder.
How could he look like Yan Tingxiang with his crazy attitude of disrespecting his relatives? !What is it like? !
He is simply an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!Demon possessed by Satan!
It is always said that he is eccentric. Who would not be afraid to see this madman?
How dare he give half of his life to him? !How dare? !
"You bastard! Crazy!"
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