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Lin Liheng nodded clearly: "Okay, then I'll take a detour."

As he spoke, he stared at Jiang Wenchi and said, "Xiaochi, you've lost weight recently, so go home for dinner when you're free. Your sister misses you every day."

Jiang Wenchi smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll go back when I'm free."

Lin Liheng: "Then you are busy, I will pick up your sister first."

After Lin Liheng finished speaking, he raised the car window, turned around and drove away.

*
Zhiyuan Group Chairman's Office, Han Zhiyuan, Jiang Wenhai and Lin Liheng sat face to face on the sofa.

Han Zhiyuan didn't look very well, and he looked a little tired, but he looked at Jiang Wenhai and smiled very warmly: "I'm not in good health recently, and Xiao Cheng has been talking to you all the time. I feel better in the past two days. Xiao Cheng Now that it’s time to sign the contract, I thought I’d better meet Mr. Jiang.”

Jiang Wenhai smiled: "It's a great honor to cooperate with Zhiyuan Group this time, and thank Mr. Han for trusting us."

Han Zhiyuan waved his hand: "Cooperation and cooperation, we must trust each other to sit together and sign this contract. Little Jiang, you don't have to be humble. Although you are a girl, I think you are much better than my unsatisfactory eldest son." It’s only been a few years since you helped your father manage the company, and now you can take care of yourself. Mr. Jiang has a promising future.”

Jiang Wenhai was a little embarrassed to be praised so much by his seniors, and said humbly: "Thanks to Mr. Han's kindness, we, Hanhai, will definitely do our best in the research and development and production of this special anti-cancer drug."

When the two were talking, Lin Liheng kept staring at Han Zhiyuan, and he didn't look away for a long time.

Han Zhiyuan felt Lin Liheng's gaze, looked back, stared at Lin Liheng for a while, and asked, "Boss Lin, have we met somewhere before?"

Lin Liheng pulled out a smile: "I had a face-to-face meeting with Mr. Han at the charity dinner of pharmaceutical companies in Xinchuan City last year."

Han Zhiyuan frowned and recalled for a moment, then shook his head and smiled wryly: "As I get older, my memory is getting worse and worse. I forgot such an outstanding young man as Boss Lin."

Lin Liheng laughed together: "Your nobleman often forgets things, Mr. Han contacts many people every day, so it's normal that he can't remember some small things."

Although Lin Liheng's tone was calm, there was a somewhat unkind meaning in his words, which was quite different from his usual gentle and elegant state. Jiang Wenhai calmly stretched out his hand to press on his back, and tapped him twice with his fingertips.

Lin Liheng immediately withdrew his gaze, and quickly exchanged a glance with Jiang Wenchi, his lowered eyes stopped talking.

Fortunately, Han Zhiyuan didn't get entangled in this matter anymore, and said to Jiang Wenchi: "I also look forward to the successful development and launch of this special anti-cancer drug as soon as possible. After all, this drug is not only my lifelong wish, but also a benefit to mankind." Great merit. I only hope that I can see it come into reality from my dream in my lifetime."

Jiang Wenhai: "Mr. Han, don't think so, your body will recover as soon as possible, and we will do our best to cooperate with Zhiyuan to get this drug on the market as soon as possible."

Han Zhiyuan nodded with satisfaction: "Xiao Cheng has not been back from studying abroad for a long time, and there are still many things he doesn't understand about domestic pharmaceutical companies. From now on, he will have to rely a lot on Mr. Jiang. I will ask my assistant to implement the contract with you later. "

After Han Zhiyuan finished speaking, he picked up the tea set on the table: "Come on, today I will personally make a pot of good tea for you two. I wish our cooperation success."

As he spoke, he pointed to the cabinet beside him, glanced at the civilized stick beside him, and said helplessly to Jiang Wenchi: "My legs and feet are really not very flexible. What kind of tea does Xiao Jiang always want to drink? You can choose it yourself in the cabinet." .”

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something, and laughed happily: "Maybe we will become a family in the near future, Mr. Jiang, please don't be polite to me."

Jiang Wenhai naturally knew that he was referring to the matter of Wu Qiqi and Han Cheng. Although he had learned that the relationship between the two seemed to be in trouble recently, but after all, it was in front of his elders. Jiang Wenhai had no intention of revealing the details, so he laughed and said no answer.

She was about to get up, but Lin Liheng stood up first, and thoughtfully said to her: "Let me do it."

Jiang Wenhai gave him a gentle smile and nodded.

Lin Liheng went to the cabinet and opened the door, only to see all kinds of expensive tea, tea sets and a row of photo frames in the display cabinet.

Lin Liheng's eyes fell on the photo in one of the photo frames, and he was stunned.

In the photo in the frame, Han Zhiyuan was cutting a birthday cake with a knife, probably in a good mood, he smiled very happily, and even squeezed out two Indian nests.

There is another hand pushing a lighted cigar into his mouth. The man is sideways, with his back to the camera. His face is not photographed, but a small tattoo on the back of his neck above the collar can be clearly seen. little bat.

Because Lin Liheng stayed in front of that photo for too long, Han Zhiyuan explained aloud: "That photo was taken by a friend on my birthday a few years ago."

Lin Liheng came back to his senses and responded with a smile: "Really? The photo looks very young. I thought it was taken by Mr. Han when he was young."

Han Zhiyuan fiddled with the tea set and smiled wryly: "Time is not forgiving. After a few years of hard work, I will also grow old."

Han Zhiyuan said, sighed, and asked, "Have you chosen your tea yet, Mr. Lin? Which one do you like?"

Lin Liheng smiled and took out a piece of old Pu'er: "You have so many good teas, it's tricky, let's choose Pu'er."

Lin Liheng held a piece of Pu'er and handed it to Han Zhiyuan respectfully.

Han Zhiyuan laughed: "It is said that the local accent is hard to change, but I think, people, the most difficult thing to change is the taste. We Xinchuan people, wherever we go, we still drink Pu'er."

At this time, Lin Liheng approached Han Zhiyuan with the tea, and while passing it over, he found that when Han Zhiyuan smiled, there would always be two Indian dimples on his cheeks.

Han Zhiyuan took the tea leaves that Lin Liheng handed over, and began to make tea himself.

Lin Liheng sat down beside Jiang Wenhai, stared at Han Zhiyuan, and found that there was a hole in his earlobe.

Lin Liheng came back to his senses suddenly, and saw Han Zhiyuan handing Jiang Wenhai and himself a cup of tea.

Han Zhiyuan: "You two, try my Pu'er. How does it taste?"

Lin Liheng took the teacup and drank the tea with downcast eyes, avoiding Han Zhiyuan's eyes, but his hands seemed to be unaware that they were hot, holding the teacup tightly.

Jiang Wenchi reminded in a low voice with concern: "Be careful of burning your hands."

Lin Liheng calmed down, pulled out a smile, and raised his head: "It's okay, the tea is not hot."

*
Lin Liheng and Jiang Wenhai took the elevator downstairs to the first floor of Zhiyuan Group. The elevator door opened, and a woman in a white coat walked past them and walked into the elevator.

Lin Liheng walked away two steps, as if he suddenly realized something, he turned his head unconsciously, until the elevator door slowly closed, he stared at the woman in the elevator with a somewhat shocked and puzzled expression.

Jiang Wenhai asked suspiciously, "Husband?"

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