Crossing the line

Chapter 18 Gender Male Loves Female
Lin Chu had not expected this to happen. When he and Yun Yuwan looked at each other, they could see the shock in each other's eyes.

Damn it! ! !

Zhu Qingan was surprised: "Yes, you didn't see him?"

Yun Yuwan already started to regret: "I was in London during Christmas."

On the other side, after meeting with several directors, Wen Yangzhi and Jiang Jianqing stayed in the private room.

Jiang Jianqing poured tea for Wen Yangzhi and asked, "How is the deal you negotiated with the Belgian Steel Group last year going?"

Belgium is one of the most industrially developed regions in the world. Many people don’t know that Belgium has a well-developed steel industry and that Europe’s most efficient steel company, Sitema, is based in Belgium.

A local large steel company was building a new industrial chain and needed financial support from a bank. Wen Yangzhi flew there to discuss cooperation.

Just now several directors were talking about similar business.

Wen Yang's eyes were filled with deep sorrow, and he said it concisely:
“It didn’t work.”

Jiang Jianqing put down the Celadon Fairness Cup and said, "No wonder you flew back to China the next day. But how did you take a red-eye flight?"

Wen Yangzhi was completely calm and said slowly, "The flight takes sixteen hours, and when we arrive, it will be morning in Belgium, taking into account the time difference."

It turned out to be the case.

Jiang Jianqing turned to test: "Just now those directors mentioned going to a private estate, why don't you have any intention?"

Wen Yangzhi said calmly: "Not interested."

Jiang Jianqing also knew that kind of gathering was somewhat alcoholic and sexual in nature.

Yangzhi never goes out to mess around.

But Jiang Jianqing still spoke up: "Are you sure you had business to do when you went to Belgium?"

That steel company has always cooperated with the six major banks.

Wen Yangzhi has always had a principle that the business must not offend the Big Six.

He raised his eyelids and looked at Jiang Jianqing:
"very curious?"

After Wen Yang ascended to the top, his gaze was so oppressive that Jiang Jianqing sometimes felt he dared not offend him and could not help but take a step back:
"No, I was just a little surprised that you never go abroad alone and didn't even bring an assistant that time."

"I have my plans." Wen Yangzhi didn't say much.

Also.

Wen Yangzhi never does anything unexpected. If he does so, there must be a reason for it.

Jiang Jian cleared his throat and turned to talk about the invitation just now: "Although it's normal for you not to go to that party, I really haven't seen you get close to the opposite sex in these years."

"I don't want to touch what I don't like." Wen Yangzhi's middle finger, as long as a bamboo core, pressed against the back of the teacup, and his thumb was holding the other side, looking elegant and simple.

Jiang Jianqing was silent for a moment: "What about your marriage?"

"Feelings can be cultivated." Wen Yangzhi didn't say much.

Jiang Jianqing thought it was even more outrageous:
"You've cultivated it? How can you be so sure that love can grow over time under the same roof?"

Wen Yangzhi put down the teacup, his raven-blue eyelashes half-drooped as his thin eyelids: "I'm sure."

Jiang Jianqing was stunned for a moment.

Even feelings can be forced, which, under certain circumstances, actually means extreme heartlessness.

Anyone can do it, as long as the purpose is clear, anything can be forced.

"Then why didn't you agree when Fu Yu pursued you, or do you not like female stars?"

"We didn't grow up in the same class and have no common language." Wen Yangzhi took out a cigarette box from the inside pocket of his suit.

It is not the paper cigarette case that comes with the cigarettes, but a flat square lizard skin platinum buckle cigarette case.

People of status are usually very particular about cigarette boxes and will not bring their own paper boxes, as it would lower their value. Doing business in Shanghai is not as free and open as places like Guangzhou, where rich people and ordinary people can wear flip-flops together.

Shanghai businessmen are particularly particular about their style and tone. They use words to suppress gentlemen and clothes to intimidate villains. Many of them respect the clothes before the people. In the bright and luxurious Shanghai, businessmen are exquisite from head to toe, not to mention the only son of the Wen family who is one of the best.

In addition, some cigarettes are special cigarettes supplied by the Tobacco Bureau. They are not circulated on the market and are only supplied to specific groups of people. White cigarettes themselves do not come with cigarette boxes.

The lizard leather cigarette case on his palm had wild patterns but a soft texture. The moment he took out a cigarette with his long fingers, the waiter beside him immediately held up a retro flying saucer to light it for him.

In the smoke, his strong eyebrows made his mood even more unpredictable. Jiang Jianqing replied: "Who told you to have a common language? You always need a woman to accompany you."

Wen Yangzhi exhaled a puff of white mist: "What's the difference between this and animals?"

"Oh, I understand. You like people who are well matched with you so that you can have common language with them." Jiang Jianqing finally understood what he meant. "But you are the only son of the Wen family. How can you find someone who is well matched with you? You can look for him yourself. There is no such person."

He just said lightly in the swirling smoke: "Yes."

On the other hand, Zhu Qing'an could hardly suppress his gossipy heart.

Who can eat Wen Yangzhi’s melon?

She wanted to dance in front of Wen Yangzhi right away and laugh at him with her friends, "So you are so innocent."

Wen Yangzhi never shows any preferences.

Apart from reading comics, which was not his thing, when he was in his teens and twenties, his friends all knew that he had an entire study room filled with comic books.

From girls' comics to hot-blooded comics, from Korean comics, American comics, Japanese comics to Chinese comics, there is everything, no matter whether it is vegetarian or not, he will read them all.

I don’t know what the expression on his cold face was when he watched those dramatic scenes.

Now he finally has a new hobby: he likes girls as a man.

Zhu Qingan's gossipy soul was burning: "Since I have been studying abroad, doesn't that mean I have no chance to meet Yang Zhi? Why don't you stay in China?"

"When it came to studying art, the first choice was foreign art schools." Yun Yuwan is still self-indulgent about the fact that Wen Yangzhi had been to Belgium.

Zhu Qing'an didn't think much about it at first.

But suddenly I realized something: "You didn't study music, did you?"

Yun Yuwan felt it was a bit strange: "It's art."

For a moment, Zhu Qing'an seemed to have discovered a secret that he had never been able to understand.

No wonder he would read comics that were incompatible with his own style. It turned out that he didn't enjoy reading them, but wanted to develop a common hobby with the girl he liked.

In the past, they had guessed that Wen Yangzhi would buy it without even reading it, but now it seems that it doesn’t matter whether he reads it or not. What matters is that he has common topics to talk to Yun Yuwan!
No wonder, no wonder.

Everything finally had a reasonable explanation.

Yun Yuwan didn't know why the other person's expression was faintly shocked and excited.

Zhu Qing Anming said: "Your brother really likes you. He never takes a flight to fly out in the middle of the night. He didn't expect you were not in Belgium. He must have wanted to give you a surprise."

Hearing that her brother's friends all knew that her brother liked her, Yun Yuwan felt a little embarrassed: "If I knew, I would have stayed in Belgium."

Maybe at that time Wen Yangzhi was planning to confess to her in person.

Wen Yangzhi and Jiang Jianqing just came out of the box.

Yun Yuwan hasn't come forward yet.

Unexpectedly, the pregnant Zhu Qing'an was even more anxious than her. She slid from Yun Yuwan's side to his front, pretending to be calm and elegant as she picked up a glass of champagne, but in fact she was as anxious as a wild dog eating shit:
"Director Wen, did you give the necklace you fought with me for last time to your sister?"

Wen Yangzhi raised his Fuxi eyes and his gaze fell on Yun Yuwan.

She dresses modestly, but her style is not modest.

The clouds are about to set and I feel shy.

Wen Yangzhi's eyes were indifferent: "Yeah."

After getting the answer from Wen Yangzhi, Zhu Qing'an finally confirmed his series of guesses.

Yun Yuwan felt that Wen Yangzhi's look just now was too distant. She was surprised by the meaning of his look. Did he think that she was telling everyone about the necklace?

Wen Yangzhi walked away.

Zhu Qingan finally sighed: "It turns out that he likes you."

Yun Yuwan was shy but worried: "My brother seems angry."

"Come on, your brother's mouth is harder than his life. Do you know what we say about him? Even if the sky falls, Wen Yangzhi's mouth will hold it up." Zhu Qing'an responded to her.

(End of this chapter)