Dousha Bao

After Wang Yincheng left the Huarong International building, he felt 10,000 displeased. He drove back to the newspaper office, and then returned to the office. The atmosphere in the office was different. The door of the old Liu office was only closed.

A little girl ran over with a tea cup and reminded in a low voice: "The boss is soaring, Xiao Ye and Shao Zi have just quarreled."

Wang Yincheng raised his eyebrows and nodded to show that he didn't return to the office. He walked directly to Lao Liu's office and knocked on the door.

Ye Anning and Shao Zhiwen both sat on the edge of the conference table in front of the desk. One person sat on the side, and no one looked down. Lao Liu was sitting behind his desk, his brows were locked with the tea cup, and he saw the king. Yin Chengcai came back and couldn't help complaining: "You can come back! My mouth is dry! You can handle the people under your hands!"

Instead of sitting at the conference table, Wang Yincheng sat directly on a chair in front of Lao Liu's desk and looked up at two people: "Who said first?"

Ye Anning took a deep breath silently, and hadn’t had time to say that Shao Zhiwen spoke directly: "Your morning, my email, an interview with Liu Heng, I'm doing it according to your request, but the editor Ye came over and asked me to do it. The report of the financial investigation. I pushed it off. In the afternoon, the editor Ye took the question of Liu Heng's answer in the manuscript as a burden for chatting in the office. I reminded me, and then I quarreled."

Wang Yincheng looked at Ye Anning, and Ye Anning looked up: "Yes, I asked Shao Zhiwen to do a financial survey. I told you Wang Zhi this morning. As for the afternoon, I didn't say much, but in the editorial department. I accidentally mentioned it, and I said it casually!"

Wang Yincheng looked at her lightly: "What did you say?"

Ye Anning thought for a while: "Hua Rong's overseas market is shrinking recently. Editor Chen said that he was afraid of the stock quilt, so I told him that Liu Heng had a purpose, don't sell it."

Shao Zhiwen looked at Ye Anning sideways and smiled ironically: "Not only? Huarong is going to hold shares in Kowloon, is that what you said?"

"Yes," Wang Yincheng interrupted, and looked at Ye Anning and Shao Zhiwen. "Xiao Shao should do everything that the department should do. Ye Bian, you should pay attention to it in the future. You don't need to control what he wants to do. As for Huarong holding shares in Kowloon..." this time Wang Yincheng looked straight at Ye Anning with a particularly serious expression. "If this news goes to other newspapers or magazines tomorrow or other sections in our newspaper, I will ask you to be deducted from it." One month's salary!",

Ye Anning is only an editor himself, knowing the importance of channel information, and has nothing to refute, but she is uncomfortable and feels that Wang Yincheng is partial to Shao Zhiwen and murmured in his mouth: "He even has a son, what is this... …"

Ye Anning's voice was very low, and old Liu and Shao Zhiwen didn't pay attention. However, Wang Yincheng heard each word keenly. He took a break and stood up and turned his head and said to old Liu: "First."

Old Liu nodded, casually holding the tea cup.

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How many people know that Liu Heng has a son? After Wang Yincheng returned to the office, he kept circling this question in his head.

After that, he also specifically found Chen Jiao on the Internet. Chen Jiao said: "There are very few people who know about this matter. The media once caught the wind and caught the shadow once, which was suppressed by Liu Heng, and then it disappeared."

Wang Yincheng went out in the afternoon and piled up some work. He looked at the work schedule and planned to get some recent columns.

After a few hours, it was time to get off work again. Wang Yincheng looked at his watch. He didn't know when Liu Heng would come to him. He simply didn't leave work and left to continue working.

Colleague 66 in the office continued to get off work. When old Liu Lin left, he asked Wang Yincheng if he wanted to be together. Was rejected by Wang Yincheng.

Shao Zhiwen sent Liu Heng's interview to Wang Yincheng's work mailbox when he was off duty. Wang Yincheng was staring at it, and Ye Anning knocked on the door and walked in.

Ye Anning: "Won't Wang Bian leave?"

Wang Yincheng still stared at the computer screen: "No, I still have some work."

Ye Anning hesitated: "How long will it take, do you want to eat a meal? I'm waiting for you?"

Wang Yincheng put a hand on the keyboard, looked away from the screen, and looked at Ye Anning: "I think it will be a little later, and I will also hire someone at night. Ye editor will go first."

"Oh." Ye Anning heard that Wang Yincheng had already made an appointment at night, raised his brow, and used a half-joking tone: "Beauty has an appointment?"

Wang Yincheng did not reply, and continued to look at the computer, Ye Anning boringly pushed the door away.

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Liu Heng's phone came on time at seven o'clock: "Where is it?"

"The newspaper." Wang Yincheng said while shutting down the computer.

"I'm downstairs." He hung up the phone when he was finished.

Wang Yincheng went downstairs and saw a Hummer standing steadily in front of the side of the main entrance. The window was half open, Liu Heng's arm was outside, and most of the face in the car was hidden. Only the hands hanging outside the window were seen. With a cigarette in between, the light dimmed in the dim light.

Wang Yincheng didn't have so many mother-in-law movements and walked decisively to open the car door and sit in the co-pilot position.

"Western food or Chinese food?" Liu Heng extinguished the smoke and started the car.

"Chinese food." Wang Yincheng replied.

Wang Yincheng did not ask Liu Heng where he was going when the car was on the elevated, which is not his concern. But he did not speak first. He knew that he did not have full social experience. Facing Liu Heng, a businessman with a deep background and a successful career, he would fall into a disadvantageous position no matter what he said first.

Liu Heng drove the car, and Yu Guang traced the side of the man next to him, and a smile inadvertently evoked in the corner of his mouth: "You are very nervous."

Wang Yincheng loosened his stiff wrist: "It has nothing to do with you."

The smile in Liu Heng's mouth was even worse, but the inside of the car was dim, and the outside was full of traffic lights and lights. He didn't notice how deep the smile in his mouth was, and Wang Yincheng next to him didn't notice.

Liu Heng suddenly thought of bean paste, thinking of the child's cold attitude and eyes in his usual mouth, and the indifference of the little boy from his childhood. This is all for a reason. It is born and follows the person around him.

"It wasn't intentional today." Liu Heng's mood was suddenly good, and he turned on the turn signal and looked at his rearview mirror. "Dousha wants to see you, and I'm embarrassed." Liu Heng thought about it, the kind of cold pride of Dousha The look is actually arrogant? He clearly wanted to see death, and also offered a week's snacks and pocket money in exchange, but his mouth calmly said that he just wanted to see how much it looked like.

Wang Yincheng was stunned, looking sideways at Liu Heng: "His name is...bean paste?"

Liu Heng: "Well. The nickname is bean paste, and the name is Liu Xu."

Wang Yincheng's attitude eased a lot, and when he talked about the child's topic, he was a little bit nervous and hopeful, and there was a lot of things to say and want to ask, but he didn't know how to speak for a while, and he didn't open his mouth several times. Looking sideways, Liu Heng did not speak well.

auzw.com "What do you want to ask?" Liu Heng looked sideways, and his deep eyes still captured the sight of people around him even in the dim car yard.

Wang Yincheng was locked in those quiet eyes, and his heart moved slowly, saying slowly: "What happened to his injury that day when he was fighting in kindergarten?"

"He was not injured." Liu Heng answered concisely and clearly, which is his usual style of acting.

Wang Yincheng didn't know how to speak for a while, as if there were countless questions in his throat that he wanted to ask. Liu Heng's attitude was cold and cold. Even if he wanted to ask, he couldn't come up with a proper attitude, so he turned back. Continue to look out the window.

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The car was parked in a commercial center in the urban area. The traffic was busy and bustling. The street lights in the form of white orchids glowed with purple lights, and a gorgeous lavender was lingering.

Liu Heng stopped the car and the two went to a restaurant on the tenth floor, where Liu Heng booked a seat.

After being seated, Liu Heng asked Wang Yincheng to order food first. Wang Yincheng did not look at the menu and directly ordered a few favorite dishes. Liu Heng raised his eyebrows and opened the menu and ordered a few dishes.

After the waitress poured water and left with the menu, Liu Heng raised an eyebrow and said, "It seems that I booked the right place today."

Wang Yincheng hooked his lips, "Isn't it the secretary's order?!" This is a red/naked/naked irony. He doesn't believe that Liu Heng will book a seat by himself. Of course, it is not Liu Heng's place.

The dishes haven't been served yet, and the two of them have nothing to say.

Wang Yincheng habitually lowered his eyes, and Liu Heng leaned back in his chair, quietly looking at the man opposite.

The lights in the restaurant are bright, and Wang Yincheng's face is clearly displayed in front of Liu Heng. His delicate skin, handsome face, and cinnabar mole on the left side of his eyebrows are even clear.

Liu Heng had to admit that Wang Yincheng's handsomeness is different from most men's. It is quiet and quiet, like a pool of ancient water without waves, quiet and far away. If you don't look carefully, you will be confused by his appearance. If you look carefully, you will feel that your temperament is much better than your appearance.

Liu Heng shook his eyes a little at this moment, but Wang Yincheng suddenly looked up at him, his eyes pure and direct: "Look at what?"

Liu Heng looked away: "Look at how similar you are to bean paste."

Wang Yincheng closed his eyes and stopped talking.

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After serving, the two ate very quietly. Liu Heng was used to eating quietly, and Wang Yincheng simply didn't want to talk.

Wang Yincheng didn't eat much. After eating a few bites of each dish, he put down his chopsticks, and Liu Heng's meal was very good.

After putting down the chopsticks, Wang Yincheng poured himself a glass of water and waited for Liu Heng quietly, but Liu Heng's cell phone suddenly rang. Liu Heng's accustomed gentleman manner, reached out with an sorry gesture, got up and picked up the phone: "Hey."

"Is President Liu busy now?" Zhou Yi'an asked over the phone.

Liu Hengbian walked out and said, "Where are you eating?"

"Oh, I'm still in school. I'll be away in a moment. See you at night?" The man and the man understood what was going on.

Liu Heng walked to the elevator: "I will go back to the company to work overtime at night."

"Fuck!" Zhou Yi'an snorted: "I don't have time this weekend, President Liu will be busy, we will see you next week!" It must be turned upside down.

"okay."

Liu Heng hung up the phone and walked back. Wang Yincheng sat on the back of the chair with a casual gesture.

Liu Heng told people to withdraw the meals in front of him, and ordered a pot of tea, snacks and fruits. After the waiter retreated, there was another silence between them.

Wang Yincheng suddenly raised his eyes, "Liu always waits for me to speak first?"

Liu Heng raised his chin: "You talk first."

Wang Yincheng turned around, knowing that he and Liu Heng had better not turn around and say, "I want to see Dousha."

Liu Heng looked at him. The deep facial features showed a sense of transparency under the bright lights. Wang Yincheng couldn't understand it. He only heard Liu Heng said: "According to the original contract, you give up all after giving birth to the child. Rights and obligations."

Liu Heng's words saw blood for a while, but for too many years, Wang Yincheng saw that the child was completely disorganized. At that time, the things that I remembered clearly and clearly were not immediately remembered.

There was a layer of cold sweat in Wang Yincheng's back, and his eyes were colder when he raised his eyes: "If Mr. Liu wants to warn me, today's meal is not necessary, and there is no need to disclose that much to me at the kindergarten that day." Wang Yincheng is not stupid. , Liu Heng's words can coax others, and coax him Wang Yincheng will underestimate people.

"Mr. Wang," Liu Heng solemnly looked at Wang Yincheng, and habitually took the posture of negotiation, and he was overwhelming. "I am sincere in eating today's meal with you just to...our son ."

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"I don't want to play tricks, so you don't need to look at me with the eyes of a businessman. I will eat this meal with you, completely because of bean paste. (?)" Liu Heng looked at Wang Yincheng: "He is only six years old, Although I knew since I was a child that I didn’t have a mother, or who gave birth to him, it is undeniable that he really needs a mother.”

Wang Yincheng froze, nodded, and his eyes were a little red: "I know."

Liu Heng's voice was low, "The contract in the past can now be invalidated, you can watch the children."

Wang Yincheng shook hands and felt that everything had come too suddenly, his son and Liu Heng's answer.

"However," Liu Heng's deep eyes looked at Wang Yincheng quietly: "You need to sign another agreement."

There was never a free lunch, and Wang Yincheng was the natural way, so Liu Heng would put forward the conditions and he would have nothing to be surprised.

Liu Heng took out a piece of material from his briefcase: "I hope our intersection is only work and bean paste, I will not intervene in your life, nor will you intervene in my life."

Wang Yincheng didn't ask any extra words. He turned his head down and opened the material. The bangs on his forehead blocked his eyes and eyes. He read the clauses indifferently and finally raised the pen to write.