Little Madman’s Guide to Acting Good

"Brother Shiming."

Who is Chen Shiming? An important leader of the Chen Group, he was very resolute and ruthless in the shopping mall at a young age, and his reputation was far-reaching. Even their parents had to be polite when they saw Chen Shiming, let alone them?

They can secretly complain about Chen Shiming with Chen Qizhao's enemy, but if they really meet Chen Shiming, they all have to hold their tails.

Chen Shiming: "It's very lively?"

"Brother Shiming, why are you here?"

Several boys looked at each other, and finally looked at Chen Qizhao in the middle of the deck.

Chen Qizhao did not speak or move, looking at Chen Shiming with a very strange look.

Chen Shiming didn't look at them, he looked away from Chen Qizhao's hand holding the cigarette, and then looked at the crooked wine bottle on the deck, he asked directly: "Smoking and drinking, Chen Qizhao how old are you?"

The table top of the deck is slightly messy, and the cigarette trays are full of rotten cigarette butts.

Chen Shiming's eyes are not bad, except for the cigarettes and wine bottles, the surrounding floor is a little messy, even Chen Qizhao has a little color on his body, and the traces of iodine on his arms are very obvious.

Chen Qizhao sat loosely in the booth with a cigarette in his hand. Facing Chen Shiming, he was not timid. 18?"

Others: "…"

Who doesn't know you 18 here!

The two Chen brothers, one standing and the other sitting.

After Chen Qizhao finished speaking, the strange atmosphere tightened even more, and it seemed that an explosion was about to happen in the next moment. What kind of character is Chen Qizhao, the little overlord of the Chen family, he is arrogant and arrogant, not to mention that Chen Shiming is here, even if his father Chen Jianhong comes over in person, he can do whatever he wants with his temper, and he doesn't look at people's faces at all.

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Chen Shiming glanced at the beer on the table and saw several bottles of liquor mixed in the beer pile, "It's quite capable."

Chen Qizhao: "I don't have much ability, let's do it."

Chen Shiming didn't speak, looked at him coldly, "If you are so capable, do you need to order a few more bottles and drink it with white beer?"

I don't know if it was because of the drunkenness after getting up or the amount of information mixed in his mind. Chen Qizhao looked at Chen Shiming and had a false sense of being connected with reality.

Chen Shiming saw that Chen Qizhao did not speak, and his voice was a bit tough: "Chen Qizhao."

Chen Qizhao had a headache, "What did you just say? White beer?"

Seeing that the smell of gunpowder between the two brothers is getting heavier and heavier, several boys around can't help but come out to smooth things out. One of them stood up and said, "Brother Shiming, Qi Zhao has drunk too much."

Chen Shiming in a suit and leather shoes is out of tune with this lively bar. When he was young, he would occasionally bring the sense of oppression in the negotiation field to daily communication. , Chen Qizhao didn't like his attitude at all.

Chen Qizhao thought about it and decided to find a topic to ease the atmosphere. He asked, "Are you off work? Don't you get off work overtime today?"

"Chen Qizhao." Chen Shiming tried his best to control his tone: "I'll go to work overtime, and then watch your social news?"

Chen Qizhao felt inexplicable: "That's not true."

Chen Shiming asked coldly, "Have you had enough?"

Chen Qizhao: "Enough."

Chen Shiming frowned slightly: "Have enough to come home with me."

He calmed down his irritability. He didn't want to quarrel with Chen Qizhao, so he said, "The car is outside, I'll give you 2 minutes to deal with it."

Not to mention the trivial matter of drinking. But after Chen Shiming finished speaking, Chen Qizhao didn't jump up and challenge the other party like in the past, but sat quietly in the booth and watched Chen Shiming leave.

"Xiao Zhao, your big brother..."

"Don't fight with him when you go back, you'll suffer."

"You decide what you want to do, and let Brother Xingfeng give you an idea."

Several boys in the booth looked at each other, winked at each other, glanced at Chen Qizhao from time to time, and seemed unsure of Chen Qizhao's attitude.

Chen Qizhao's eyes stared at Chen Shiming, until the other party left his field of vision, then he slowly extinguished the cigarette, "Go."

Out of the bar, the cold wind blows.

Chen Qizhao's mind became clearer and saw Chen Shiming standing near the door not far away.

Seeing Chen Qizhao coming out, he got into the car without saying a word.

The two didn't speak after getting in the car. Chen Shiming was handling his work with his tablet. The nonsense act of coming to the bar to pick up someone didn't seem to be very important. He didn't even want to ask about Chen Qizhao.

Chen Qizhao has long been accustomed to his attitude, but this time is a little better. On the night of the previous life, Chen Shiming also came to pick him up, but the two had a very unpleasant quarrel in the bar.

When he was young, he was stubborn and playful and caused trouble everywhere. The elder brother is excellent and admired by everyone, while he is mediocre and uninterested in business affairs.

In such a family environment, he is destined to be compared and suspected by outsiders... Gradually, not knowing where to start, he began to be guided by others and driven by rebellion. The relationship with Chen Shiming deteriorated, and the family went further and further away.

Tonight's event is due to the college entrance examination.

The eldest brother hopes that he can choose a finance or related management major suitable for entering the Chen Group for the sake of the future.

However, he thought that the eldest brother did not respect his personal preferences, interfered with his choice, and forced him to choose the so-called future.

In the quarrel, they misunderstood each other's original intentions, the outbreak came unexpectedly, and the two broke up unhappily.

Both brothers are stubborn. In the previous life, Chen Shiming would come to the bar to pick up people and he also took the initiative to ask for peace.

Whether it is because of quarreling with family members because of professional matters, or because at the age of 18, you can indulge in bars, the 18-year-old is immature and innocent, rebellious and arrogant, and fearlessly relies on the capital he has. Domineering, is a complete waste of grass.

Chen Shiming was half paralyzed in a car accident at the best age.

At that time, Chen Shiming had just had a car accident. The key development projects of the Chen family had a big problem, the capital chain was broken, and the supply of goods was cut off... Then his father was sent to the hospital for a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, and his mother was hospitalized for investigation due to excessive grief Out of cancer, one wave after another.

In the end, his father was not rescued, and his mother's tumor deteriorated and soon left.

Chen Shiming watched as the foundation of the Chen family fell apart in his hands, and was finally unable to support it.

The Chen family has collapsed.

The car window was closed, Chen Qizhao felt a little stuffy, he fumbled to press the switch, and suddenly turned his head to meet Chen Shiming's eyes.

Chen Shiming is looking at him.

"What happened to the hand?" Chen Shiming looked down.

The boy's jacket was pulled up, and there were two or three red marks on the exposed arm, which seemed to be bleeding, which was very obvious on the thin and white arm. Before the hair was fully grown, the scholar smoked and drank, and inexplicably injured his hand.

Chen Qizhao had a headache. After the cold wind blew, he was a little awake. Seeing him ask, he responded carelessly: "The glass is broken and I accidentally got it."

Chen Shiming frowned inadvertently, "So careless?"

"Oh." Chen Qizhao: "I drank a little too much, and my hands are slippery."

Chen Shiming swept his eyes at his injured position: "That's really slippery."

Chen Qizhao saw that he cared, so he raised his hand to show him: "It's okay, it didn't slip into the aorta."

, who taught it? Can you spare someone some refreshments?"

Chen Qizhao: "I don't smoke."

He didn't know what to say for a while: "...just play?"

Chen Shiming was almost **** off, what's wrong with playing, smoking?

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end, and there was no more talk.

After so many years, Chen Qizhao found that he was still talking to Chen Shiming like that.

He doesn't believe this far-fetched reason, let alone Chen Shiming.

Sure enough, the two stopped talking and the car returned to peace.

The scenery outside the car window shuttled, Chen Qizhao looked sideways slightly, and silently looked at Chen Shiming.

Compared to the man who was full of stubble and depressed after the car accident in his previous life, and finally swallowed medicine and died in a rainy night, Chen Shiming was in high spirits at this time, and he had already established a firm foothold in the Chen Group. , The means and ingenuity are convincing, and he is the leader of the younger generation.

Heaven's arrogance, arrogant and proud, everyone admires.

Deserve a better life, not a sad end.

But now...

Chen Qizhao lowered his head and smiled silently.

His 18 years old is the age before everything happened.

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At night, the Chen family villa was quiet, and the car slowly drove into the garage.

Chen Shiming had already got off the car. Seeing that Chen Qizhao did not move, he asked, "What? Are you not going to get off?"

Chen Qizhao did not speak and followed him out of the car.

It is quiet at night, next to the garage is the back garden, and the street lights on the cobblestones are very bright, illuminating this corner. Chen Qizhao's eyes involuntarily stayed on these scenes, and it seemed that many years had passed in a flash.

Chen Shiming was talking to the housekeeper, and after walking out a few steps, he found Chen Qizhao still standing in the garden, his eyes sank slightly. If nothing else, Chen Qizhao was a little too quiet tonight, and he was quite assertive when arguing with him during the day. In the bar just now, there were signs of quarrels after several conversations, but Chen Qizhao turned his face long ago.

"Young Master?" Seeing that Chen Shiming didn't move, the butler followed his gaze and looked back.

Chen Shiming said: "His hand is injured, re-treat the wound for him."

In a place like a bar, I don’t know how to treat the wound seriously.

When Chen Qizhao recovered, Chen Shiming had gone far.

The brightly lit villa seemed to be lively and lively.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard discussions in the living room, and the beautiful woman on the sofa in the living room was talking to Chen Shiming.

Seems to have noticed the movement here, the beautiful woman looked from a distance, and immediately waved when she saw Chen Qizhao: "Zhaozhao, come here."

Chen Qizhao opened his mouth slightly, inexplicable emotions poured out of his heart, and his feet were filled with lead and it was hard to move.

The person sitting on the sofa is none other than his mother Zhang Yazhi. She is nearly fifty this year, her face is beautiful, and she looks like a young man in her thirties, and she doesn't look old at all.

Zhang Yazhi didn't keep her eldest son, she reached out and waved at Chen Qizhao, "Zhaozhao? Why don't you come in."

Chen Qizhao slightly restrained his emotions and walked over.

People are very energetic, can talk and laugh, such Zhang Yazhi lives only in Chen Qizhao's memory.

He hadn't seen Zhang Yazhi for many years, and now seeing her healthy appearance, he would always think of the thin and sick woman in front of the hospital bed in his previous life.

The housekeeper came over with a medicine box, and Zhang Yazhi knew that Chen Qizhao's hand was injured in the bar.

"How did you make it like this, has it been sterilized?" Zhang Yazhi took the butler's medicine box and did not forget to explain: "Old Zhang, bring my glasses, and I brought them from abroad. The bottle of anti-inflammatory water."

Chen Qizhao said: "Just a small wound, not so exaggerated."

Zhang Yazhi glared at Chen Qizhao, "What kind of small wound, this kind of wound will leave a scar if you're not careful."

She coughed suddenly.

Chen Qizhao's expression suddenly sank: "Why are you coughing?"

Zhang Yazhi didn't look up and helped him wash the medicine off his arm, "I have a little cold, and my throat is itchy when I talk. Don't move, wait for my mother to wash this off."

Chen Qizhao stared at Zhang Yazhi and said in a low voice, "Have you seen a doctor?"

"I've taken the medicine." Zhang Yazhi pressed his hand, "Don't move. After the wound is cleaned, apply some medicine."

Chen Qizhao's face was ugly, and his tone was a bit tough: "You go to the hospital with me tomorrow for a medical examination."

"I'm doing a good physical examination, and I'm not sick." Zhang Yazhi was a little resisted by Chen Qizhao's sudden tough tone, and was inexplicably inexplicable: "It's almost getting better, cough, cough, just talk a little bit. Itching, it will be fine in two days."

Chen Qizhao realized that his tone was wrong. He hadn't communicated with his family for many years, and he couldn't remember how he communicated with his parents back then. The only thing he remembered was that he almost angered his family.

He was used to being tough, and later he was used to giving orders, and he never talked to anyone.

But this will see Zhang Yazhi, thinking that he has been angry with this person for a lifetime in his previous life, his mood and tone are a little relaxed: "Mom, a severe cold can cause pneumonia."

Zhang Yazhi knows Chen Qizhao's character. This child speaks straight and is in a period of rebelliousness. He just quarreled with Chen Shiming during the day. She was angry that this child was causing trouble outside without knowing the importance of it, and she was also a little emotional because of this nonsensical request. She was about to talk about Chen Qizhao, but suddenly she saw the boy in front of her bowing his head slightly, the original hostility dissipated a little, and he spoke. Emotions eased.

Chen Qizhao's face is well-behaved, but many times his personality overwhelms the first impression of appearance.

There will be less in his voice the kind of refusal he just said, and with some concessions and compromises, Zhang Yazhi's inexplicable emotions just disappeared immediately: "What's serious? Got a bad cold? You kid, think about what you have."

Zhang Yazhi was diagnosed with a malignant tumor in her last life, and it deteriorated very quickly. Not long after his father Chen Jianhong died, he followed. A person who is usually very healthy and likes to dress up, said that if she didn't have it, she would be gone, but if they noticed Zhang Yazhi's usual abnormality, they took her for a comprehensive examination two years in advance, and it would not delay the result in the end.

Now let alone a little cold, even if Zhang Yazhi is fine, he has to drag someone to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.

Chen Qizhao saw that Zhang Yazhi's attitude was not loose, and he remembered the way those young people he met in later generations talked to their parents, and tried to lower his tone: "My classmate's parents found out the problem some time ago... I've been feeling a little sick for two days, so you can go to the hospital with me for a medical examination tomorrow, okay?"

Zhang Yazhi selectively ignored the first half of the sentence. As soon as she heard Chen Qizhao said that she was not feeling well, she immediately found that Chen Qizhao's face seemed to be a little bad, and immediately became nervous: "Where are you uncomfortable? Going out to drink, why don't you care about your own body?"

Chen Qizhao noticed that Zhang Yazhi's attitude was relaxed, and continued to lie without changing his face: "My heart is uncomfortable, but it's okay."

Zhang Yazhi became even more nervous, and hurriedly shouted, "Old Zhang, make an appointment with Dr. Li, tomorrow morning."

Uncle Zhang, the housekeeper, just brought the anti-inflammatory water, and immediately called to make an appointment.

Chen Qizhao asked, "Will you come with me tomorrow?"

"You said so, can I still not go with you? I don't feel relieved if I don't go with the past." Zhang Yazhi said that she was in a hurry and coughed more, "Since I have to have a medical examination today You have to fast in the evening, don’t you drink too much alcohol at night? Rest early and don’t stay up late. Mom will come with you tomorrow.”

After she finished speaking, she took Chen Qizhao's hand again, "Don't move, you kid doesn't take care of your body at all, the wound will get infected if you don't handle it properly, disinfect it at night, get some anti-inflammatory water, and go tomorrow. By the way, the hospital asked the doctor to give you a new look... Chen Qizhao, are you listening?"

Chen Qizhao stared at Zhang Yazhi, as if going back to many years ago, when he was annoyed by Zhang Yazhi's nagging.

But later he was admitted to the hospital with stomach bleeding. He woke up the next day and had to continue working non-stop. No one cared about whether he was injured or not feeling well.

"Listening." Chen Qizhao watched the medical cotton swab rubbing the wound, "Go ahead."