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The boy's tone was indifferent: "My brother."

"Your brother said that we should eat well, I thought it was a cliché, but I didn't expect that it would cost a lot of money to order such a rich meal for us." Lan Heng's eyes showed envy.

Ye Ning put a piece of wolfberry in the cola: "Your brother is so kind to you, if I have such a brother, I will be content."

Xu Cheng noticed Shen Chi's indifferent expression, he stopped his pen on the paper and asked, "Are you... unhappy?"

Although Shen Chi usually doesn't have any expressions, and the two of them don't have much sympathy, but after getting along for more than half a month, he also found that the young man had two red hairs that went up when he was unhappy.

Lan Heng also noticed this from his team leader: "Is it something you don't like to eat?"

He showed doubts in his eyes, which logically shouldn't be the case. He knew Shen Chi's taste best when cooking at the base, and the table was full of Shen Chi's favorite food.

The young man shook his head.

Lan Heng asked, "What's the reason for that?"

Shen Chi looked at the bill sent on the phone, and answered blankly, "My brother uses my bank card."

Everyone's eyes instantly changed from envy to sympathy. Lan Heng felt that the burden of supporting the family was heavy on the shoulders of the young man. He didn't know how to comfort him and had to encourage: "We will have money after the game."

*

"As soon as Xu Xin died, he arranged for someone to sit as the general manager of Zaiyuan. You didn't like to meddle in the appointment and dismissal of personnel." Zheng An at the wine table said, staring at Yan Xueyiao.

Yan Xueyiao said lightly, "I want Uncle Xu to leave in peace."

Zheng An didn't see the slightest difference on Yan Xuexiao's face. If the smiling tiger Yan Ji said this, he would definitely not believe it, but Yan Xuexiao was different, and only Yan Xuexiao would lend money to Xu Xin in the Yan family.

"I heard that you flew to Yucheng to watch the game and stayed in a hotel with a young boy." Zhou Ting, who was sitting on Zheng An's left, said casually, "I don't know how the little boy plays."

Yan Xueyiao narrowed her dark eyes, her thin lips pursed into a tight line, even though there was nothing unusual on her expression, A Pei knew that Yan Xueyiao was angry.

"Is that child's name Shen Chi?" Zheng An recalled, "Poor, I can't find you anywhere, I can't bear to see it, I should give a message back."

Zheng An then changed the topic: "But it's okay to play, you are gradually taking over the Yan family, and there must always be someone you can trust. I think Huáng Shijing will be your secretary."

A Pei couldn't help but look at Yan Xuexiao, no matter how slow he was, he could see that Zheng An took the opportunity to intervene at Yan Xuexiao's side, and Zheng An was more cautious than they expected.

Yan Xuexiao took a sip of wine: "It's time to work."

When Yan Xuexiao walked out of the box, Huáng Shijing followed him. He understood the purpose of Zheng An's sending him here, but Yan Xuexiao's temperament was always gentle and polite, and it was not difficult to say a word.

When she was about to get into the car, Yan Xueyiao suddenly narrowed her eyes: "Have you studied in the UK?"

Although I don't know why Yan Xueyiao asked, Huáng Shijing still answered, "London University."

"No wonder your daughter is also studying in London." Yan Xueyiao's voice was calm, "She reads well."

Because of doing things by Zheng An's side, Huáng Shijing sent his wife and daughter abroad. He heard Yan Xuexiao's implication, cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and bowed his head respectfully: "I know what to do."

He didn't raise his head until the car was moving, and saw Yan Xuexiao's face hidden in the darkness through the car window, there was no smile in his eyes, which was completely different from the gentle conversation at the wine table.

*

The replay took four hours, and he was more concerned about mistakes than flashing Shenchi. Team running-in was still a problem. There was no other solution. The only way to increase the familiarity with teammates was to play each training game.

It was ten o'clock in the evening after the resumption. When he walked out of the training room, he heard Xu Cheng calling his mother: "Mom, I have a good time here. You don't need to send me anything, you can keep it for yourself."

The night wind was cold, the young man wrapped his thin coat tightly, touched the key in his pocket, and had the idea of ​​going out to the garden.

He walked out of the base to Huating, not far from Yanda, and took the elevator to the door in only ten minutes.

Shen Chi opened the door with the key, Yan Xuexiao hadn't come back yet, the empty house was pitch black, and the moment he turned on the light, it suddenly brightened.

He waited on the sofa for a while, and then he was bored and walked into the study. The huge study had a whole wall of books, and the light poured down from the roof, like a small library.

Shen Chi originally thought that there would be philosophy books on the bookshelf, but after a conscious understanding, he can now understand many philosophical terms.

However, what he didn't expect was that the bookshelves were no longer filled with philosophies in the mist, but filled with historical biography. He flipped through a book, and it was all written in classical Chinese.

He took this history book and read it on the chair, fell asleep without realizing it, woke up from his sleep when he heard the door open, put down the book and walked towards the living room.

As soon as Shen Chi walked into the living room, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol. He immediately ran to Yan Xueyiao's side, and his tone was worried: "Why are you drunk?"

Yan Xuexiao was desensitized to alcohol, no matter how much he drank, he was always sober, but he looked down at the young man and carefully supported his hand without denying it.

Shen Chi, who knew nothing, slowly helped the man to the sofa and lay down. Perhaps because of the uncomfortable stomach, Yan Xuexiao closed her eyes, and her dark eyelashes cast a deep shadow on the bottom of her eyes.