Mr. Captain, we will not make an appointment

Chapter 89
"I remember that you seem to be very proficient in stock market development, right?" Li Jingyu said, his expression became half a smile.

Li Jingchuan's breath became even colder, "What do you want me to do?"

As expected, he was his younger brother, and he guessed it all at once.

"Help me deal with these. It's all about the stock market. I have too many things to deal with, and I can't keep busy." Li Jingyu clicked on the stack of ten-centimeter-thick documents on the right hand side.

Li Jingchuan squinted at him, "Don't help, this is your job."

"How can it be called mine? Don't forget, you were supposed to manage part of the family business. It was you who said you wanted to be a pilot. In order not to suppress your dream, I fought for you with your parents for seven years. It’s time for you to become a pilot, and now there are still the last two years left, and after two years, you will have to come back obediently to inherit part of the family business, and asking you to help now is actually to let you get acquainted.”

Li Jingyu pinpointed Li Jingchuan's Achilles' heel very precisely.

He knew very well that what his stupid brother didn't like the most was owed favors to others. Five years ago, he helped him win seven years of free time. As long as he brought this up, the stupid brother couldn't refuse to refute.

Sure enough, Li Jingchuan hated Li Jingyu to death, but he still had to obediently sit down and help deal with the pile of documents.

Li Jingyu patted him on the shoulder without fear of death, "That's right, I know you don't want to go to the hospital to see Dad at all, and I'm giving you a reason not to go."

"Oh, then I really have to thank you."

"Well, you're welcome." She really has a thick skin.

The two brothers immersed themselves in the affairs at hand, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere seemed dignified and solemn.

As the number of documents in hand decreased one by one, Li Jingchuan became more and more irritable.

He doesn't like shopping malls, and he doesn't like sitting in the office to approve documents every day, so he chose to leave home to learn to fly. Of course, being a pilot is also his dream.

He originally planned to join the army and become an air force pilot, but his mother refused to allow him to live or die, so he settled for the next best thing and became an aviation pilot.

He likes the feeling of flying in the sky, that is the only feeling that can make him feel free, sitting in a small office will only make him feel imprisoned.

But in a family like the Li family, as the second young master of the direct line, it is impossible for him to do things according to his own ideas for the rest of his life. Therefore, before becoming a pilot, he set a time of seven years. In these seven years, he can complete Live your dreams, live the life you want.

But after seven years, he will have to return to the Li family and accept part of the family business, so he can no longer be his own pilot.

Thinking of this, Li Jingchuan couldn't help but began to worry about gains and losses.

Li Jingyu felt the sluggish air around him, and frowned, "If you really don't want to do it, I won't put a knife on your neck to force you."

"I never give up halfway." Li Jingchuan put aside the newly approved documents and replied quietly.

"But why do I feel that I really want to force you to go to Liangshan?"

"You think too much."

Li Jingyu snorted, stopped talking, and continued to do his own thing with his head down.

An hour passed quickly, and the two brothers finished their work almost at the same time.

Li Jingyu took off his glasses, and rubbed his slender fingers around his eyes. After the sore eyes were relieved, he put them on again, and called the servant to order a cup of coffee.

"Do you want a drink?"

Li Jingchuan glanced at the coffee in Li Jingyu's hand in disgust, turned his head away, "No, I don't drink that now."

"Why? I remember that you still liked to drink coffee a few years ago, and it was original."

"This thing kills sperm!" Li Jingchuan said lightly.

With a puff, Li Jingyu squirted out the coffee in his mouth in a gaffe. The servant saw him and hurriedly brought him a towel to clean up.

"Cough cough." Li Jingyu coughed with a red face and a thick neck, feeling very uncomfortable. He obviously choked on his lungs, and the bitterness of the coffee spread in his lungs. The bitterness is diluted.

"You..." Li Jingyu pointed at Li Jingchuan.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Where did you hear about killing you?" His own self-cultivation prevented him from saying those two words.

Li Jingchuan looked at Li Jingyu with disdain, "I don't know."

This made Li Jingyu angry, "You don't know if you believe it?"

Why not believe it!

Li Jingchuan shrugged slightly, "I'm a man with a woman, unlike you, an old virgin in his 30s."

puff!
Li Jingyu only felt that his heart had been stabbed by a knife, it hurt so much.

Old virgin, hehe, what an old virgin!
Li Jingyu grinned, "Do you have a woman now? Don't forget, you had a woman in the first place, but you got rid of it yourself."

How shameless to say that he is a man with a woman!
Li Jingchuan's expression dimmed, and then he raised the corners of his mouth firmly, "I will take her back, definitely!"

Upon hearing this, Li Jingyu looked at him seriously, "Don't do anything unreasonable."

Li Jingchuan didn't respond.

He also couldn't respond. He didn't know what the so-called unreasonable thing specifically referred to and where the scope was.

There is only one thought in his heart, that is, no matter what means he uses, he must keep Jian Sixian by his side, if he is soft, he will be tough, even if she hates him and resents him, he will not let go.

Now the means he used to her were soft, if he didn't succeed, he would come hard, as long as he snatched her back to his side, he could do anything!

Li Jingchuan's eyes were full of madness and firmness. Seeing this, Li Jingyu sighed secretly, not knowing what to say, "You can handle it yourself, and I won't ask about anything else."

"Ah."

"Let's go, go to the hospital to see Dad, he's not out of danger yet, so if you don't want to see him again, you have to put on a show."

"En." Li Jingchuan nodded reluctantly.

"Yufei, how's it going? Have you found a suitable makeup artist?" As soon as Zhao Yufei came back, Jian Sixian dropped the pencil in her hand and walked over and asked impatiently.

Zhao Yufei shook her head wearily, "No, I went to several beauty studios, and when I saw photos of our sample clothes, it either meant that we didn't have time, or that it was too difficult to accept and incompetent, so I rejected them all."

"Why is this?" Jian Sixian opened his mouth, a little surprised.

But after thinking about it, it is true that none of the existing makeup looks in the clothes she designed matches, so they can only be newly invented.

However, the invention of makeup does not mean that it can be invented after the invention. If the makeup artist is not skilled, or does not have the opportunity to invent makeup, they will generally not accept external commissions.

(End of this chapter)