Liu Zhizhong could only let out a long sigh and said, "Ah, the old man is so respected. Although he's getting on in years, he's still a big shot! If I refuse, wouldn't I be disregarding social etiquette and showing disrespect to the old veteran? Director Feng, let's do it this way then, I'll definitely be there tonight, okay?"
Feng Xiaoyue was very pleased and said, "Alright, it's good that you understand these matters. You've now left the online traffic circle and are returning to your official career. Making connections with the Zheng family might not be a bad thing."
"Okay, thank you, Director Feng. I'll definitely be there."
"Hmm, it's decided then. When the time comes, someone from the Zheng family will come to pick you up. Will you be at home, or...?"
"I'll be home around five in the afternoon."
"Alright... Oh, you're not at home right now?"
"Haha, I'm out handling a little private matter."
"Alright, that's your freedom!"
After ending the call, Liu Zhizhong let out a bitter smile, then accelerated his car, first heading to the Qian Family's house for lunch. He would take the opportunity to tell Brother Xuan that he had a dinner at the Zheng Family's house tonight and would definitely return in time for the planting tasks.
When Liu Zhizhong arrived at the Qian Family's house, it was still before noon.
At this time, Luo Shuxiu was accompanying Qian Xuan in a scaled-down version of the Hu Yang Province's landscape and geography manor, fishing!
The weather was a bit hot, and the fish weren't biting well.
When Liu Zhizhong arrived, Qian Xuan directly threw his fishing rod worth tens of thousands to the ground, "Damn it, no fish bites, it's hard to fish! Brother Zhizhong, let's go, have some tea and chat! Congrats on your successful scheming, haha..."
Liu Zhizhong smiled, directly pushed Qian Xuan's wheelchair, and walked over. Luo Shuxiu knew the inside story and smiled, accompanying them silently. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⁂𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⁂𝓷𝓮𝓽
They arrived at the tea room, and there were still one or two hours before lunch. Luo Shuxiu was very kind and skilled, brewing tea, pouring tea, making some small snacks to go with the tea, letting the two men chat, while she listened quietly.
Qian Xuan, drinking a sip of tea, then lit a cigarette, looked at Liu Zhizhong intently, "Brother Zhizhong, I don't understand, on the day of Lei Duo's funeral, the blood you spat on the stage looked like real blood!"
Liu Zhizhong smiled with some confidence, touched his chin, and said, "Brother Xuan, what do you mean it looked like real blood? It was real blood!"
Qian Xuan was stunned, "Such a big mouthful? Pig blood or dog blood?"
Luo Shuxiu also looked at Liu Zhizhong with concern and curiosity.
Liu Zhizhong said seriously, "I won't hide it from you, it was human blood, my blood."
"Holy crap... damn..." Qian Xuan was even more shocked, "Did you slit your wrists or what? Such a large amount of blood, I can't imagine... I can't imagine..."
He shook his head, looking bewildered.
Luo Shuxiu's heart also ached, she looked at Liu Zhizhong with even more concern, "Yes, Zhizhong, you lost so much blood, how could you bear it? How did you do it?"
Liu Zhizhong chuckled, shrugged naturally, "How else could I do it, I bit my tongue. This thing bleeds quickly. At that time, I had some buffer time, so more blood flowed."
Qian Xuan and Luo Shuxiu exchanged a glance, both were shocked, and looked at Liu Zhizhong together.
Qian Xuan couldn't help but say, "You went all out to get Feng Xiaoyue! Does she know about this?"
Liu Zhizhong realized that Brother Xuan was about to spill the beans, quickly coughed twice, "Brother Xuan, what are you talking about? Why would I go all out for Director Feng? Don't talk nonsense! My relationship with her is clean and not what you're thinking..."
Anyway, Luo Shuxiu was looking at Liu Zhizhong with a peculiar expression, making Underclasman Zhizhong's face a bit uncomfortable, haha...