Little Madman’s Guide to Acting Good

    Silence lasted for five seconds in the living room, Chen Shiming's eyes swept over Chen Qizhao, and cautiously spat out two words: "Sleepwalking?"

    Chen Qizhao: "…"

    The two didn't speak to each other anymore, the living room was so quiet that you could hear needles falling, and the housekeeper who happened to be nearby couldn't help but look back and forth on the faces of the two, and seemed to be ready to welcome a few seconds later quarrel scene.

    When Chen Qizhao was about to speak again, Chen Shiming faintly said: "It seems that there is no sleepwalking."

    After he finished speaking, he said, "The last time you called me that was four years ago. You asked me for pocket money to buy limited edition shoes."

    Chen Qizhao sat down on the sofa on the other side expressionlessly, closed his eyes a little and then said: "I'm not sleepwalking, are you disappointed?"

    Chen Shiming's eyes stayed on the document, and he just said: "It's okay."

    Chen Qizhao didn't look at Chen Shiming again, he turned over the pills on the living room table, and picked out the pain reliever and anti-inflammatory medicine.

    Zhang Yazhi probably didn't know enough about her eldest son, but he actually had the patience to believe what Zhang Yazhi said. Chen Shiming has a critical eye, never speaks mercilessly, and never has a good time to speak. Chen Qizhao still remembered that when he went to college, he and a classmate in his major had a sudden idea of ​​setting up a studio. After he made a leak at the dinner table, Chen Shiming asked him about his plans and plans to ask him about his skills. The idea was worthless, and the two quarreled on the spot.

    It was never easy to talk to Chen Shiming. He thought about it this way, and he was already thinking about other ideas, but suddenly he heard a question coming from his ear.

    Chen Shiming: "Send the file."

    Chen Qizhao paused and turned to look at him.

    Chen Shiming still kept his posture of looking at the document and didn't move, but he seemed to know Chen Qizhao's doubts, and then said, "Since you want me to help you read it, at least you have to send it over first, right?"

    The atmosphere seemed to stagnate for a second or two, and then moved forward silently.

    Chen Qizhao withdrew his gaze, opened the shell of the anti-inflammatory drug, and said in a somewhat unnatural tone: "Then I will send it to you later."

    Chen Shiming glanced at the boy on the side, who was wearing pajamas, and the medical gauze on his arm was still noticeable. Chen Qizhao never spoke so politely, his words were always direct and demanding, and Chen Qizhao, who didn't speak, lost his aggressiveness, but it was always good to be obedient.

    Chen Shiming continued to read the document, "Since you want to find a project to try out, you should get some snacks to do it."

    The housekeeper kindly brought the hot porridge over. Chen Qizhao just stirred the porridge and turned on the phone.

    When he heard the voice, Zhang Yazhi's words of 'just be good' appeared in his mind, and he controlled his tone: "Oh, okay."

    Chen Shiming was just a little satisfied when he suddenly heard a series of text messages.

    In the slightly quiet living room, the voice suddenly broke in.

    Chen Qizhao bowed his head.

    The mobile phone just turned on is lit up with N text messages, all of which are SMS reminders for missed calls.

    It is conceivable that when he was sleeping and shutting down, someone called him at least 20 times in a row.

    Too many times.

    Chen Shiming asked: "Scam SMS?"

    Chen Qizhao was about to speak when the phone suddenly rang, and the contact displayed the three characters 'Yan Kailin'.

    The person next to him looked at him, he couldn't hang up, so he had to answer the phone.

    As soon as I connected, the loud voice on the other end of the phone penetrated the receiver.

    "Brother Zhao! I'm back in China! As for the people, there are eight missing, one is waiting for you!"

    The shocking music was accompanied by the boy's shouting, which was also mixed with other voices' 'drink a cup', 'dry' and other noisy background sounds, showing how intense the opposite was.

    Chen Shiming looked at Chen Qizhao.

    Chen Qizhao hung up the phone, cut off the deafening voice, and said calmly, "Scam call."

    After he finished speaking, in front of Chen Shiming, he pulled the call into the blacklist.

    -*

    There are tall buildings in the city outside the floor-to-ceiling glass, and the man in the suit in front of the desk opened the file bag.

    "It has been investigated clearly, and all the information is on the top." Special assistant Xu continued earnestly and rigorously: "The people who met with the second master that night were all acquaintances who handed over the project to the second master. Also, it's called Qin Xingfeng."

    "The illegitimate son of the Qin family?" Chen Shiming flipped through the information, "How did Chen Qizhao get involved with him?"

    Xu Te assistant said: "We have come and gone several times, and it was the young master of the Wang family who led the way."

    Chen Qizhao seems to be very enthusiastic about Qin Xingfeng's project, and he sent the documents quickly last night. He took a cursory look at it. The outline information is not a plan. This project is not a good project, at least on the surface, there is no fault.

    The Qin family has only gradually developed to S city in the past few years. He was already in J city next door, and he had heard a little about the Qin family. As an illegitimate son, Qin Xingfeng is not welcome in the Qin family, and he is also capable. Later, he took a sum of money to set up his own business. In just a few years, he became prosperous. Now he is fighting openly and secretly with other heirs of the Qin family. .

    "It's not unreasonable for Qin Xingfeng to find Chen Qizhao. The Qin family has serious infighting. He wants to use this project as a stepping stone for the Chen family." Chen Shiming threw the documents aside, "Chen Qizhao He is not deeply involved in the world, it is easiest to fool and deceive, Qin Xingfeng has a lot of thoughts."

    Xu Tesuke lowered his head slightly: "Boss, do you want to explain this to Second Young Master?"

    "No, since he took the initiative to look for me, he is obviously very interested in this project. I will not interfere with his decision. Turning over the other documents, it seems that he has planned to continue to work on other work, and he explained in a light tone: "I leave this matter to you. If he has any needs or problems, please report to me in time."

    Xu Tezhu nodded to make it clear, when he was about to leave, Chen Shiming stopped him again.

    Chen Shiming didn't lift his head, simply instructed: "If he needs help, give him some convenience."

    -*

    In a clubhouse in S city, several young people got together, and many of them had a hangover all night on their faces.

    "What? You got blocked too?"

    "It's probably blocked, so I can't get in."

    "Try another card."

    "Chen Qizhao really won't be sanctioned by his eldest brother. There's been no news for the past two days, and he didn't speak in the group."

    The young people gathered together, the expressions on their faces were different, and they seemed a little confused. Although he knew that the Chen brothers were at odds, the quarrel in the past was a one-night affair, and the next day Chen Qizhao still contacted them as if nothing was wrong. Yesterday happened to be Yan Kailin's return to China. They were ready to pick up the wind and wash the dust. They also deliberately took time to contact Chen Qizhao. Who knew that the call was not answered, and they turned off the phone in the end.

    Now let alone contacts, their numbers are basically blocked.

    It is even more unreliable to find people online, and the news sent in the past is lost in the sea.

    Cheng Rong was holding the phone, frowning tightly.

    Who is Chen Qizhao? It's the first time I've seen it like this, and he doesn't think Chen Qizhao will take the initiative to block others.

    "Linzai, have you been blocked too?" Cheng Rong suppressed his doubts and turned to ask another boy.

    The boy is a little baby-faced and looks young, but he has a big head, and his exposed skin has a little tattoo, and he looks like a grumpy guy. At this time, his fingers kept repeating the call, but after connecting, there was only a mechanical repeating female voice, and he said impatiently: "He won't be in arrears on his mobile phone, right?"

    Yan Kailin looked worried: "When I go back to China, he won't even come to the wind to wash the dust."

    "Isn't he restricted to his personal freedom? Chen Shiming is so angry this time, why don't he let him go out?"

    "Isn't it possible that all the mobile phones are in Chen Shiming's place? This is indeed a bit strange. Have you contacted him in the past two days?"

    "Would you like to come and see?"

    "Don't, I don't want to meet Chen Shiming."

    A group of people were talking, but no one really dared to come to see the situation.

    "I didn't reply to the message sent, oh, I seem to have heard from Brother Xingfeng yesterday that he and Xiao Zhao are planning to discuss a project."

    "Can Qin Xingfeng contact him? It's strange, then why doesn't he reply to our news?"

    Cheng Rong said: "Since we can get in touch, let Qin Xingfeng find out what the situation is and see if we can ask him out."

    Yan Kailin did not speak, and bombarded the Internet again.

    After a while, the message he sent turned into an exclamation mark.

    “…” Yan Kailin: “Fuck!”

    -*

     Chen Qizhao was not surprised when he received a text message from Special Assistant Xu.

      Anyway, he was defeated, and it was not an exaggeration to do anything. With the excuse of wanting to invest, he should borrow Chen Shiming's people to help. It would be better to save time and effort.

    And Chen Shiming is so busy, he doesn't have time to talk to him about this every day, the biggest possibility is to send someone to help him.

    I didn't expect Chen Shiming to communicate so well, and he even planned to turn to Zhang Yazhi for help.

    Zhang Yazhi doesn't care about the group, but it's okay to send some information to his father or brother through her, but it's a little more troublesome.

    Chen Qizhao was thoughtful, thinking of Chen Shiming's attitude yesterday, and muttered: "I really didn't find him eating this set in my last life."

    "Yes, let's talk."

    "Say what..."

    "But it's not as bad as before, it's not surprising that he's a little patient."

     Halfway through the conversation, a new message notification lights up on the phone screen.

    Chen Qizhao came back to his senses, and suddenly realized that he was talking to himself, "It's a bit unaccustomed, but it's not that I can't communicate."

    It was Qin Xingfeng who sent a message, saying that Cheng Rong had organized a dinner party, and by the way, brought him a paper version of the plan.

    When I was young, I had so many friends and friends. Later, when something happened to the Chen family, the relationship was clean and it was not bad to remember one or two people. I have a little impression of Cheng Rong, or because he made enough calls yesterday, I am a little impressed by the name.

    You don't need to think about it to know that the dinner party is organized by Cheng Rong.

    In order to let him pass, he also used the plan as an excuse.

    A good reason to let him go.

    There are various web pages open on the wide screen of the computer monitor in the room, and there are several pages showing private websites, and the document on the left half screen is densely filled with information. Chen Qizhao picked out two of the sorted documents and sent them to Special Assistant Xu together with a series of documents that Qin Xingfeng later sent.

    The surroundings are silent, and the mobile phone on the table lights up from time to time.

    He didn't reply, Qin Xingfeng sent a few more messages.

    Chen Qizhao hung Qin Xingfeng for more than half an hour before slowly picking up the phone.