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Chapter 145 Change of Sex or Going Mad
“Treat him well now, and he’ll treat you even better in the future.” As he spoke, Qi Zhiwen patted Huo Jingcheng’s shoulder. “This is advice from someone who’s been there. That’s how I succeeded.”

Upon hearing this, Huo Jingcheng raised an eyebrow thoughtfully.

Upon closer examination, Qi Zhiwen's words make sense. In the business world, a long-term perspective is the most important strategy. When the time is right, one can seize the opportunity and achieve a comprehensive breakthrough.

His thoughts instantly drifted back to the multinational conference in California, where he and Su Mingyan exchanged sharp words, their words echoing in his ears like a haunting melody.

Huo Jingcheng couldn't help but click his tongue inwardly, then sighed deeply, adjusted his expression and emotions, raised his hand to take off his sunglasses, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and went to meet him.

Qi Zhiwen nodded affirmatively, "Very good, not bad," and then followed behind Huo Jingcheng.

Su Mingyan had just returned from a business trip to Jiangcheng. It was an unexpected trip, and the business jet didn't have time to apply for a flight route with the Civil Aviation Administration. The flight was delayed on the return trip, which is why he was late. There was no other reason for his lateness.

Because of his own circumstances, he took the initiative to speak, apologize, and explain: "The flight was delayed, so I arrived late and wasted time. I'm sorry, Mr. Huo."

Huo Jingcheng smiled faintly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He said politely, "It's nothing."

Upon hearing this, Su Mingyan's eyes showed a hint of hesitation and confusion. Normally, if Huo Jingcheng didn't make some sarcastic remarks, he wouldn't be Huo Jingcheng.

Why has he changed his tune today? It's completely out of character for him.

However, before Su Mingyan could think about it, Qi Zhiwen had already reached out to him.

He smiled slightly and shook hands with him, saying, "President Qi."

Qi Zhiwen chimed in, "President Su, it's hot outside, why don't we go inside first?"

Because of the high outdoor temperature, we played indoor tennis.

Su Mingyan didn't rush to go on stage. He sat on a plastic chair in the VIP lounge and closed his eyes to rest. Because of the branch general manager's careless negligence, he had to fly to Jiangcheng the night before last. However, he had already promised Huo Jingcheng that he would return after resolving the matter. He was inevitably exhausted.

After a while, Su Mingyan left the court. At the same time, on the other side of the net were Huo Jingcheng and a young entrepreneur.

This game is all about facilitating cooperation between Bank of China and Hengfeng Company. How can we let them become rivals? The young entrepreneur, with his keen insight, smiled and said, "My ball skills are poor, so I won't bother President Huo. President Huo might as well play with President Su."

Standing on the other end of the net, Su Mingyan smiled faintly: "My tennis skills are also poor, and I dare not harm President Huo."

Once the matter was settled, the personnel on both sides remained unchanged.

Huo Jingcheng served the opening ball, tossing the tennis ball upwards with his large, broad hand, raising his right hand (which was wearing a wristband), and swinging the racket down in the process.

Perhaps because Su Mingyan was too tired, he failed to catch the simple ball that Huo Jingcheng hit.

Su Mingyan: "..."

Huo Jingcheng: "..."

Seeing this, the people around spoke up to smooth things over and let the incident pass.

Next, Huo Jingcheng dared not play too aggressively and kept letting Su Mingyan win the game.

The game lasted intermittently for a total of two hours. Huo Jingcheng tried to "please" Su Mingyan, but Su Mingyan didn't listen and remained silent on the court, only saying "Focus on playing the game."

Huo Jingcheng didn't exchange more than a few words with him until the game ended.

……

7:30, Youranju.

The surrounding scenery is elegant, with a white jade tree in full bloom, the courtyard filled with a subtle fragrance, and the white magnolia blooming for the second time, adding a touch of stunning beauty in the twilight, while the layers of bamboo shadows are tinged with pale purple.

The round table wasn't just for company employees; there were also a few playboys there to provide comedic relief. It was more like an insider gathering than a business meeting.

Su Mingyan sat in the main seat, with Huo Jingcheng sitting next to him.

A must-have for banquets, especially when there are leaders at the table. The drinks are within acceptable limits: a traditional Beijing-style baijiu, strong in flavor and with a powerful aftertaste.

Someone poured wine at the table, and he, carrying the wine pot, went first to Su Mingyan, who was in the main seat.

Seeing this, Su Mingyan frowned almost imperceptibly. Jiang Xihan was strict and didn't like him drinking, so he basically didn't drink at dinner parties anymore, except for special circumstances. The wine pot was holding up a couple of cups, and he was about to refuse when a leisurely male voice suddenly interrupted him.

Sitting next to Su Mingyan, Huo Jingcheng noticed his predicament and spoke first: "President Su likes tea, so replace the liquor with tea for him."

Su Mingyan did not refuse his kindness, but she felt increasingly uneasy, fearing that Huo Jingcheng would ask for too much profit from the contract later.

He pressed his distinct finger bones against his swollen temple and clicked his tongue almost imperceptibly.

The waiter waiting nearby deftly prepared the tea, picked up the teapot with the handle, and prepared to fill it for Su Mingyan.

Huo Jingcheng asked the waiter to bring him the teapot.

The waiter paused in his pouring of tea, then respectfully presented the teapot.

Huo Jingcheng had been influenced by his girlfriend's excellent tea-making skills and had learned a thing or two. His tea-pouring technique was both skillful and proper.

Sitting upright to the side, Su Mingyan observed the similar tea-making techniques, pursed his thin lips, and seemed to think of something, but the thought vanished in an instant, impossible to grasp.

This can only be attributed to the idea that all tea ceremonies are one family.

Su Mingyan poured a full cup of tea, a smile playing on his lips, and thanked him softly.

Huo Jingcheng should say, "You're welcome."

Qi Zhiwen, who was sitting opposite, had been paying attention and felt that the atmosphere between the two was strange.

A moment later, Huo Jingcheng rubbed the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, and without making a sound, used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of steamed fish for Su Mingyan, considerately saying, "Be careful, there are bones."

Su Mingyan lowered his eyes and stared at the snow-white fish meat for a few seconds in silence. Feeling puzzled, he then lifted his long eyelashes and met Huo Jingcheng's dark eyes.

……

Our after-dinner entertainment was playing cards.

Su Mingyan wasn't a heavy card addict. After playing a few rounds, he called someone else to take his place and went out of the private room to smoke.

Standing a few steps in the courtyard, one sees dark tiles, hanging lanterns, and layers of white walls, all shaded by bamboo and cypress trees.

He slowly lit a cigarette for himself, then turned his head to look around, only to spot someone in the pavilion opposite.

His figure was impossible to ignore, and Su Mingyan recognized him at a glance.

Huo Jingcheng stood tall in the pavilion, a thin cigarette dangling from his lips, one hand in his pocket. The bluish-white smoke drifted leisurely from between his sharp, thin lips.

The metal lighter slid sideways and struck, producing a crisp, clear "clang," which drew Huo Jingcheng's attention to the sound.

Upon seeing Su Mingyan, he paused in his act of exhaling, the pungent and thick smoke swirling through his lungs.

Huo Jingcheng slowly pulled the cigarette from his lips, exhaled gently, and strode towards Su Mingyan.

After the game, both men changed back into formal attire, their shiny leather shoes clicking on the stone slabs.

Huo Jingcheng climbed the steps and stood next to Su Mingyan, his posture more casual than the other's.

Two tall and slender figures, it was hard to tell who was better. Twelve years ago, the reputation of the "Twin Stars of Northern Beijing" was not unfounded.

“He’s changed his ways,” Su Mingyan said casually in his Beijing accent, turning his head to glance at Huo Jingcheng.

He crossed one arm over his chest, flicked the ash from his cigarette with his left hand, and then calmly added, "Or has he gone mad?"

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