msmithbooks Chapter 46 Will that make him unlucky?
Chapter 46 Will that make him unlucky?
After drinking in the evening, Su's father and Su's mother enthusiastically persuaded the two of them to stay for one night. It was the weekend anyway, so they could have a leisurely lunch before leaving the next day.
"It's getting late and the temperature is low, so don't bother the driver to come over." Su Guoan said. "Just call Song Wenxing over at noon tomorrow, let's have a meal together."
The latter sentence was addressed to Su Yu.
Su Yu smiled and said, "Okay."
With just these two sentences, the matter was finalized, and it was too late for Su Qiao to refuse, so she nodded sullenly.
Luo Yunshen took his appearance into his eyes, didn't say anything, but patted his head lightly with one hand, and when someone looked over, he rubbed his thumb twice to comfort him.
The relationship between the two brothers is actually not very good, Luo Yunshen knows it.Although he didn't know the exact reason, in his heart, Su Qiao had a well-behaved and considerate character, and would never make trouble out of no reason, probably because of some irreconcilable conflicts.
He is not the parents of the Su family, and there is no family bond with Su Yu, so he naturally stands in Su Qiao's position, and it is reasonable to be partial.
Seeing Su Qiao's reluctance at this moment, I didn't think he was playing petty temper.
"Speaking of which, Song Wenxing has visited our house, Xiaoyu, have you met his parents?" Su Guoan said. "I haven't been in touch with your Uncle Song for a few days. I don't know how it is now."
"I've seen it. Uncle Song and Aunt Song are in good health." Su Yu said with a smile. "Uncle Song went fishing two days ago."
Su Guoan's heart sank, but his expression didn't change at all. He made a joke: "When I go fishing in such a cold day, will he catch ice or fish? I'm not afraid of freezing."
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At night, Su's mother was sitting in front of the dressing table applying skin care products, and she caught a glimpse of her husband turning over on the bed from the corner of her eye.
She screwed on the cap of the essence water bottle, patted it for absorption, and changed to moisturizer.
At the edge of the field of vision, the blurred figure of the husband moved again and turned over again.
Mother Su applied lotion to every inch of skin on her face, not missing the eye essence, and massaged the corners of the eyes with the index fingers of both hands.
With her eyes closed, she heard a sound of fabric rubbing, obviously her husband turned over again, and then sighed.
Mother Su: "..."
She put away all her things, sat on the edge of the bed, and patted her husband's arm: "What are you doing? You've been tossing and turning for a long time, why are you so sad?"
Father Su sat up quickly, with a hesitant expression on his face, looking at his wife, he couldn't say anything, and finally he could only say: "I'm a little worried."
"What are you worried about? About the company?" Mother Su also became nervous. "What's the matter?"
"No, the company's affairs have already been resolved, and Xiao Luo is starting to deal with them." Father Su said. "I'm worried about Xiaoyu. Hey, you said this kid... I'm afraid he will be sad later."
Mother Su was silent for a moment: "How do you say that?"
Su Guoan said: "Today I asked him if he had met Song Wenxing's parents, and Xiaoyu said he had. But I haven't been in touch with Lao Song for a long time... Is this his attitude as an in-law?"
The Su family and the Song family have always had a good relationship, but after Su Qiao rejected Song Wenxing, they became indifferent for some reason.Su Guoan felt that there was nothing wrong with this matter. After all, the marriage was only mentioned at the time, and everything depended on whether the two children were willing or not.
Jiujiu didn't want to, and didn't even go to see anyone, so there was no need to talk about it.
Father Su went to the phone to express his apology afterwards. He originally thought that the matter would end like this. If the marriage failed, it would be better to just talk about it in a friendly manner, and it would not affect the relationship between the two families.
Unexpectedly, the Song family seemed not very satisfied.
Now that the eldest son and Song Wenxing are in a relationship, they have already visited their parents at home, why is there still no movement over there?
Su's mother didn't speak, and thought of what her youngest son had mentioned to her before: Is it possible that Song Wenxing is using Xiaoyu to achieve his purpose of obtaining internal information from Su's company?
"You said, or I'll go to Lao Song for tea another day?" Su Guoan said. "What to do next, there should be a charter, right?"
Su's mother turned around in her heart, did not say clearly, but said: "What are you in a hurry for? We have only been in love for a long time, and we are in a hurry to settle down. Is this necessary?"
Previously, Luo Yunshen and Su Qiao acted quickly after they decided to marry, because Luo Yunshen had been in the country all along, and he had a good understanding of life style, character and character, and there had never been any messy things.
But Song Wenxing has been abroad for at least seven or eight years, and all the circumstances during this period are unknown.In addition, after confessing to Su Qiao on the front foot, he was with Su Yu on the back foot, which naturally caused Su's mother a lot of distrust.
In Su's mother's view, wealth and ability are still secondary. If the character is not good, it is the most unacceptable to say that you love this, but think about that in your heart.
Originally, Song Wenxing's attitude changed so quickly that people were surprised. Su's mother had already suspected that her purpose was impure.Later, when Su Qiao mentioned it in front of her, this idea deepened.
"Don't be too busy, let's talk about it later." Mother Su said. "I always feel that Song Wenxing doesn't really like Xiaoyu. It seems like...he has some thoughts about our family."
If the marriage with the youngest son failed, he would immediately marry the eldest son. No matter how you look at it, it was all for the Su family.
Su's father was startled, a little surprised: "You also found out?"
Mother Su: "..."
She raised her eyebrows: "do you think I'm stupid or what?"
Su's father avoided this dangerous topic, and laughed, "Xiao Luo also told me in the study today that the last time someone on the production line was bribed to delay the delivery time... Song Wenxing was behind it."
Mother Su paused when she heard the words, and said in disbelief: "Then you still plan to make Xiaoyu and Song Wenxing settle down? Are you crazy?"
Su Guoan was silent.
There was a moment of silence in the room, with a heavy meaning.
"You think Xiao Yu..." Father Su said with some difficulty. "Do you know about Song Wenxing's plans, or do you not know?"
He was unwilling to express this kind of vague doubt, as if such a guess was dark and dirty, and could not be put on the table.That was the son he had raised for twenty years, no different from his own.Su Yu's suspicion was really uncomfortable for Su's father.
But he knew Su Yu well, and the possibility of being overwhelmed by emotion and obeying Song Wenxing's words was very low.
However, if Su Yu knew about Song Wenxing's thoughts, he would not have informed his family at all...
As long as Su Guoan thought about it like this, he felt extremely disappointed.
"Then you want to see what the Song family's attitude is?" Mother Su asked. "Forget it, Song Wenxing is like this, how can the Song family get better? Good friendship is a thing of the past, and now I don't know what others think. There is no need to mention the matter of engagement. As for Xiaoyu... Maybe she was really deceived?"
Father Su knew that his wife loved his son dearly, so he shook his head and stopped talking.
The next morning, Su Qiao stayed in bed.
He was wrapped in the blanket, turned his head to look to the side, but there was no one.After blinking twice, he felt warm and comfortable, so he didn't rush to get up, but stared at the ceiling in a daze.
Sometimes, generating a sense of happiness is actually a very easy thing.
Staying in bed in winter, thinking that it is cold outside, but I can lie in a warm bed, and I don’t have to go to class in the cold wind, is already very happy.
Su Qiao let out a contented "Hu——" sound, puffing out her cheeks like bubbling.
I don't know how long after, Su's mother knocked on the door and urged him to get up: "Jiujiu, are you awake? It's past nine o'clock, still not up? I'm going to finish breakfast, and I'll put away everything and prepare lunch later. No more for you. Today is Jiuniang osmanthus balls, do you want to eat them?"
When Su Qiao heard this, she couldn't lie down anymore, and said to the door: "Eat, eat!"
Immediately took the clothes on the stool next to him and put them on. After a few minutes, he got off the floor to wash up. He could still hear Su's mother chanting at the door: "Xiao Luo has been drinking tea with your dad downstairs for a long time. Your dad He talks about his own affairs all day long, and he is not afraid of being annoyed by others..."
When Su Qiao's parents were teasing each other, she never said much, so after brushing her teeth and washing her face, when she skipped out of the room, she didn't agree, she just held Mother Su's shoulder.
"Hard work, mom." Su Qiao said. "Love you."
Mother Su frowned, and walked downstairs with her youngest son. She didn't blame her husband anymore. With a smile on her face, she told him: "Don't eat too much later, just fill your stomach. Otherwise, you won't be able to eat at noon. Hungry again in the afternoon."
Su Qiao nodded "Mmmm", and passed the living room, and sure enough, she saw Father Su and Luo Yunshen chatting, one talking loudly, the other silent.
It's kind of funny to watch.
Voices could still be heard in the dining room. Su Qiao ate a rice dumpling with rice wine and then glanced at the living room.He found out: the two said they were chatting, but Dad didn't seem to need to communicate effectively with Mr. Luo...
Usually Su Guoan said a few words, and Luo Yunshen responded with a single syllable during the pause.
"Ah."
"Correct."
Like an emotionless identification machine.
Su Qiao ate the soft glutinous glutinous rice balls, and laughed in her heart, thinking: Mr. Luo is really cute like this.
After eating a bowl of Jiuniang Yuanzi, Su Qiao wanted to add more, but remembering what Su's mother said, she was worried that she would have lunch in an hour or two, and she would have no stomach for it.
Glutinous rice products are not easy to digest, and you will feel full after eating too much.
If you are full now, and you can't eat a big dish for lunch later, wouldn't it be worth the loss?
But the sweet and clear taste of the fermented rice is really good. The chef also added poached eggs and candied sweet-scented osmanthus.Drinking a bowl is warm and sweet, making Su Qiao reluctant to give up.
He struggled with the bowl for a while, and finally decided to just add a bowl of rice wine to drink, not the glutinous rice balls.This is the best of both worlds, just right.
Near noon, Song Wenxing arrived at Su's house. When he entered the door, he saw Luo Yunshen sitting on the sofa, and his expression froze.
Luo Yunshen also looked over, his eyes were cold.
He was very impressed with this person, because when he heard Su Qiao talking in his sleep, he thought Su Qiao liked Song Wenxing, and he was depressed for a while.Although the misunderstanding was resolved later, it was later learned that this person confessed his love to Su Qiao at the wedding food tasting banquet of the Luo and Su families, and he has been recorded since then.
Song Wenxing felt that the way the other party looked at him was a bit wrong, but he didn't think much about it.After all, Luo Yunshen has always been indifferent in front of outsiders, sometimes cloudy and sunny, in short, he doesn't seem to be very easy to get along with.It's normal to put on a face.
He didn't think Su Qiao would tell Luo Yunshen about that. After all, the two were in a marriage relationship, and it would only be counterproductive to say so.
Song Wenxing thought that Luo Yunshen didn't know anything, so he adjusted his expression and said hello: "President Luo is here too?"
Luo Yun took a deep look at him, turned his head and said to Su's father, "The tea is cold, I'll change it for you."
Song Wenxing's smile froze on his face.
Su Guoan felt happy, pushed the cup over, and waited for the tea to be replaced with a new one, before saying to Song Wenxing: "Come and sit down, Xiaoyu is upstairs, I will come down later."
Song Wenxing sat down holding his breath.
Su Qiao was originally chatting with the chef in the kitchen, taking a look at what to eat for lunch.After chatting for a while, I came out to pour water when I was thirsty. When I saw someone more on the sofa, I came over to have a look.
Seeing that it was Song Wenxing, he stopped moving, thought about going forward, sat on the armrest of the sofa next to Luo Yunshen, and grabbed a handful of melon seeds on the coffee table.
He was worried that Song Wenxing would push his father to invest or develop new products again, and felt that he had to be on the sidelines to supervise, lest Su's father be accidentally fooled and give Song Wenxing an opportunity.
Su Qiao tilted his body, and Luo Yunshen put an arm across his waist to support him, and didn't tell him to sit beside him, but only led him to his side.
"Don't cross your feet." Luo Yun said deeply. "Be careful to fall."
Su Qiao kowtowed the melon seeds, but shook her head and nodded without saying a word.
On the opposite side, Song Wenxing said, "Jiujiu, why don't you sit next to me?"
Su Qiao ignored him, without raising her head, she stretched her palm forward: "Mr. Luo, do you want to eat?"
Song Wenxing: "..."
The scene was the same as when Song Wenxing first entered the door a few minutes ago. Father Su took a sip of tea and stopped laughing for a long time. Don't compare yourself to him."
Song Wenxing twitched the corner of his mouth, and said insincerely, "It's okay."
He watched Luo Yunshen take a few melon seeds from Su Qiao's hand, peel them and put them back in no time.Su Qiao leaned closer to talk to Luo Yunshen, her voice was very low, but her smile was obedient and soft, as if there was no one else around.
It's not that he doesn't like to talk, he just doesn't want to talk to himself.
Song Wenxing felt a little sour and angry in his heart, and then took a deep breath, reminding himself that now is not the time to think about it.
"I heard about the recent incidents on the Internet, but I didn't expect it to be such a big mess." Song Wenxing said. "I wonder if there is anything I can do to help?"
Su's father showed a pondering expression, as if he was a little bit embarrassed.
Song Wenxing observed the situation and immediately said: "If you have any difficulties, just tell me. If I can solve it, I will definitely help."
He spoke so nicely that Su Qiao didn't want to. What kind of person did he want to pretend to be?
He opened his mouth to interrupt, but the hand on his waist suddenly tightened.
Su Qiao turned her head to look, and met Luo Yunshen's eyes.After a few seconds, he blinked, looked towards Su's father, and kept silent.
"It's okay to talk about other things. The main problem now is the cooperation with foreign chain supermarkets." Su Guoan said. "I previously promised to sell canned sauces at a low cost. Because of this, the other party has a sufficient budget and plans to eat them in large quantities, mainly canned food, and the required quantity is particularly large. In comparison, the company's inventory is not enough, and it may not be too late to rush production."
Song Wenxing: "Can't we discuss with the other party to postpone the delivery date?"
Su's father waved his hand: "After a while, why should I sell it at such a low price? The other party just saw this, so they lowered the price and wanted to get it in a short time. If you really want to delay the time, other distributors will buy it later." What should the dealer do? It is impossible for me to sell this batch of goods at a low price regardless of the domestic market."
"The main reason is that the delivery time is short, contradicting the lack of production?" Song Wenxing said. "Can't we discuss reducing the quantity of goods?"
Su's father shook his head: "I'm afraid it's difficult... How can it be enough to take advantage of it? Don't everyone want to take more? I'm worried that if I don't agree to their conditions, the contract will not be signed. But if it is signed, the conditions are harsh and it will not be completed. It’s just a dilemma.”
Su Guoan sighed again and again, stopped drinking the tea, stood up and took two steps, with a sad face.
Song Wenxing didn't know what to do, he wanted to grit his teeth and say that I would find a solution, but he was afraid that it would not be solved, so he closed his mouth tightly, looking worried.
At this moment, Luo Yunshen put a handful of peeled melon seeds into Su Qiao's palm, and looked at Song Wenxing with a cold mockery for no reason.He opened his mouth and said, "How about looking for another company's OEM?"
Father Su stopped and thought silently, as if he wanted to move.After thinking for a while, he asked, "Is there any suitable way for Xiao Luo? I'll come forward to find an OEM...not very good."
Luo Yunshen: "It may be very difficult for Luo's businesses not to have anything to do with the food industry."
"Then please help me find out..."
"I have a manufacturer that I have cooperated with." Song Wenxing interrupted.
There was urgency and complacency in his tone: "The Song family has some contacts in the food industry, and they don't make canned sauces, so there is no competitive relationship, so they have a good relationship with some manufacturers and can handle it on their behalf."
Su Guoan looked at him: "Really?"
"As long as you tell me the specific time and the quantity of goods." Song Wenxing said. "What's more, the cost may be higher than self-production."
"I know this, how can the foundry not make money?" Su Guoan said. "I'll think about it again. If the inspection team really refuses to let go... that's the only way to go."
Song Wenxing nodded hastily, and promised: "You can contact me at any time, and this matter will definitely be done."
Before dinner, Luo Yunshen received a call and went to the garden to answer it.Su Qiao followed closely, and when the person hung up the phone, she tugged at Luo Yunshen's sleeve and asked, "Mr. Luo, why didn't you let me talk just now?"
Luo Yun looked down at him deeply.
Su Qiao's eyes were a little dazed, it was this obedient but obedient look that touched people's hearts.Complete trust and dependence will make people unable to bear to hide anything.
"I discussed with Dad and made a trap, waiting for Song Wenxing to sneak in by himself." Luo Yunshen said. "If you don't have any bad intentions, nothing will happen."
But judging from Song Wenxing's impatient performance just now, I am afraid that this trap cannot escape.
Su Qiao seemed to understand, and grasped the question she was most concerned about: "Will that make him unlucky?"
"It will make him lose a lot of money." Luo Yunshen said.
Of course, the most important thing is that it will make Song Wenxing feel very bad.
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the month. Luo Yunshen had mentioned to Su Qiao earlier that there was a charity auction that required the two of them to attend together.
That day, Luo Yunshen got off work early, went home to pick up Su Qiao, and had dinner along the way.
The charity auction starts at seven, which is still early.Although there is a cold buffet at the venue, the taste is not very good, and eating cold things in winter does not arouse much interest.
Su Qiao cooked a fresh river porridge. The shrimp and fish meat were chopped into fine minced meat, seasoned with salt, and the porridge was cooked, sprinkled in and stirred quickly. It was cooked quickly, exuding a umami taste.
In the whole pot of porridge, only a little pink of the minced shrimp can be seen, and the rest is white.It looks monotonous, but the taste is surprisingly good when you eat it.
As for the side dishes, it is very simple.Originally, this meal was just to fill the stomach, so there was no troublesome dishes, sour, crispy and refreshing pickled radishes, cut into cubes one by one, like white jade.Soak it before going out in the morning, and it is delicious now.
Another piece of shredded chicken in red oil, seasoned and added with a little fish sauce, has a unique flavor, so that the bland chicken can also be served as porridge without the aftertaste being empty.
"I ate a lot of meat in the past two days." Su Qiao said. "Drink porridge today to clear the fire."
Luo Yunshen has no objections. In fact, he eats most of the dishes except peanuts. Although he prefers meat, there is nothing wrong with drinking porridge once in a while.
What's more, people who don't cook think they are not qualified to be picky.
The porridge is still a little hot, the rice grains are soft at the entrance, and the grains are boiled until they bloom. The sticky rice milk is wrapped with smooth minced shrimp and minced fish. The subtle salty taste passes through the taste buds, which is memorable. Obviously, only elastic remains.
There is a little crushed ginger at the bottom of the porridge, which is almost invisible. The spicy taste will burst out in an inadvertent moment, and then disappear like a shooting star, making people feel novel and rich.
"Delicious." Luo Yunshen said.
Su Qiao smiled, rolled her eyes, and picked up a chopstick of shredded chicken for herself.
The two had dinner, changed their clothes, and were ready to go out.Most people wear formal clothes on such occasions. There are heaters in the venue and in the car, but not in the elevator.Su Qiao hesitated for a while, wrapped a long down jacket outside the formal suit, and was about to take it off before getting off the car.
Luo Yunshen was different, as if he couldn't feel the cold air after going out.
Su Qiao often wonders if there is some mystery in his autumn clothes: why is he also wearing autumn clothes? temperature?
His back is straight and his neck doesn't flinch. He looks so handsome and handsome.
He looked at it enviously for a while, but it could only be attributed to the difference in personal physical fitness. In order not to catch a cold, he still wore a down jacket and walked behind. It looked like two seasons.
It took only a short time to get down to the garage, Su Qiao felt the cold wind blowing on her body, and couldn't help shivering.
Luo Yun looked at him deeply: "Cold?"
Su Qiao shook her head firmly: "It's okay."
The next second, he sniffled.
"Ah-"
Su Qiao: "..."
Luo Yunshen looked at him helplessly, picked up the down jacket hat and put it on Su Qiao's head, and pressed it: "It will be fine in the car later."
Su Qiao was exposed by her own sneezing just as she spoke, and she didn't dare to be brave anymore, muttering: "I scratched my hair... If you take off the hat like this, the hairstyle won't look good."
But after all, he didn't dare to shake off Luo Yunshen's hand holding the hat.
When the driver drove up, Luo Yunshen opened the car door and let Su Qiao in.The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and it didn't take long for him to recover. He immediately put back his down jacket and hat, and straightened his hair in front of the rearview mirror.
Su Qiao also wanted face. It was the first time she and Luo Yunshen appeared in such a public place after the wedding, so of course she had to be energetic and handsome.
He secretly thought: Otherwise, standing next to Mr. Luo like a short winter melon with a chicken's nest on its head, it doesn't look good at all, it would be too embarrassing.
But no matter how I arrange it, my hair is not as good as before.
Luo Yunshen looked at him silently beside him.
Su Qiao worked hard for a while, but the result was not obvious. Because of the mousse that fixed the hair before going out, there were one or two bunches of hair on the top of the head that were messy and sticky.He pressed it a few times but didn't press it down, his hair was stubborn and tenacious, and he looked a little dazed.
Su Qiao: "..."
He curled his lips unhappily.
Luo Yunshen clenched his fist with his right hand and pressed it to his lips to hide his smile.
When it was time to get off the car, Su Qiao was about to take off the down jacket completely, so she put her hands behind her back and was about to pull the sleeves.
Luo Yunshen didn't give him this chance, and pinched the man's wrist to lead him towards him.Su Qiao got out of the car without knowing why, looked up in a daze, and realized that the down jacket was only half taken off, and the left sleeve was drooping.
"Just dress like this." Luo Yunshen said. "The auction will last for at least two hours. The venue is still cold even though there is heating. Don't catch a cold."
It was rare for Su Qiao to be disobedient, and said softly but firmly: "I don't!"
I turned around to open the door, but found that there was nothing behind me, and the driver had already gone to the parking lot.
Su Qiao couldn't believe it: "How come you walk so fast!"
He stood in a daze, and Luo Yunshen zipped him up, making sure that it was airtight before leading the people to the venue.
Su Qiao was unhappy, passed by the mirror wall decorated in the venue, glanced sideways, and suddenly became even more unhappy.
His hair was messed up, and he was wrapped in a long down jacket, making him look like... a little Dummy.
Su Qiao thought gloomily: There is a tall, long-legged and good-looking person next to her. This is not a style of painting. How can others feel that she is a good match?