In the slight radio noise, the person on the opposite side paused for a moment before saying, "Good morning."
The look through the window is as gentle as ever.
Chi Xueyan has got the answer to the question. He thanked He Qiao, who was very cooperative, and then said goodbye to him bluntly: "There is a patient here. See you later."
He hasn't decided which house to stay tonight for the time being, so we won't meet at night.
After hanging up, Chi Xueyan put down this interesting episode in daily life and turned around to re-detruse herself to her busy work.
But this time the meeting came very quickly.
Near noon, he sent a small patient away. He wanted to take time to order a takeaway, but he saw the message sent by He Qiao not long ago.
[Xiao Eleven: Are you free at noon?]
[Xiao Eleven: Ye Qing came back from a business trip to talk to me. Knowing that after you went to work in the opposite building, I wanted to treat you to a simple lunch to express my gratitude.]
Chi Xueyan then remembered the miserable figure sitting in the convenience store on the night of the typhoon.
After that, Ye Qing's company received investment from Wanjia Group, and the business, which had already suffered from a break and almost collapse of the capital chain, revived, accompanied by greater opportunities.
As He Qiao expected, He Huaili asked him to be the representative of the investor and have more contact with Ye Qing, which is both supervision and learning.
He has indeed become a moral capitalist.
As for the specific details, Chi Xueyan is not clear.
These private affairs belong to He Qiao have nothing to do with him. If the other party does not take the initiative to say it, of course he will not ask.
Later, he only saw Ye Qing once at the wedding, because there were so many guests, he just said a few greetings.
Ye Qing probably felt that he couldn't fully express his gratitude to him.
After all, according to the appearance of that night, although it was He Qiao's party who finally invested, he casually mentioned that the person to invest was him.
He is the source of fate reversal.
Thinking of this, Chi Xueyan replied cheerfully.
Anyway, it's troublesome to pick takeaway every day. I can just be lazy today.
He Qiao replied quickly.
[Xiao Eleven: It is located in the restaurant at No. 26 Maple Leaf Road. Walk right when you get out of the clinic. It will take you to walk for three minutes. You can come over at any time.]
He Qiao knew that he didn't want to ruin the peaceful life in the clinic, so he didn't offer to pick him up.
This restaurant, which is very close, also suits his taste.
Chi Xueyan is very satisfied with this tacit understanding without many words.
It's just that he suddenly realized that the nickname displayed at the top of the chat box seemed to become strange.
This is the number of the blind date object and should not be used on the marriage partner.
But they didn't really love each other, but got married by agreement.
Therefore, a note that pretends to be intimate, such as a husband, will make him feel awkward.
And he has always called the other party's full name directly, without any special names.
If parents accidentally see the chat notes, the "Heqiao" at a glance is probably more strange than the "Little Eleven" with an unknown meaning.
After all, there is no digital army from one to eleven in his friend list. Among these high-quality blind dates carefully selected by Han Zhenzhen, only three people finally made him decide to exchange contact methods.
One is He Qiao, who is really married, and the other is Ren Xuan, who has become a friend.
Another person, after learning about his marriage from his elders, sadly sent a lot of messages to ask why he was not invited to the wedding, which made him miss the opportunity to grab the wedding in public.
... Obviously, this is the reason why Chi Xueyan didn't invite him.
The dentist, who took a break, stared at the screen, his thoughts were endless. Before he could think of a new note, a voice came from the door, and the next patient came again.
He had to put down his mobile phone.
When all the morning's work was over, Chi Xueyan changed his clothes and went downstairs.
Walk right for three minutes to reach the restaurant.
There was a waiter waiting at the door and politely picked him up and led him to the inside.
As soon as Chi Xueyan entered the private room, Ye Qing, who was talking to He Qiao, was facing the door. Seeing this, he immediately got up and greeted him.
This entrepreneur, who once went to a desperate situation, even though he looked like he was in a mess now, but his eyes showed a completely different spirit, which made Chi Xueyan's heart a little indescribable emotion.
He Qiao, who turned his back to him, also looked back at the next moment.
Outside the window of the private room, there happened to be a maple tree named after the road, blocking the sight of pedestrians coming and going. The air was mixed with the coolness of autumn. The green leaves of a tree trembled in the wind, quietly dyeing the first strand of red.
On the other side of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, He Qiao looked at him, as gentle and hot as usual.
Chi Xueyan is already familiar with this look that often appears in front of outsiders.
But it seems that there are more emotions that he can't understand.
It is probably the influence of light.
He didn't think much about it. He smiled and talked to Ye Qing while sitting down beside He Qiao.
The considerate lover naturally picks up food for him.
The bright and rich red begins to ignite from the edge, slowly occupying the heart of the green maple leaves.
The maple trees planted all over the long street quietly reflect the arrival of autumn.
The atmosphere was relaxed during the meal. Ye Qing did not talk to He Qiao about work anymore, but just chatted with the two of them and added Chi Xueyan's friend by the way.
From his radiant state, Chi Xueyan can see that the company is developing smoothly.
The only official matter mentioned by Ye Qing is the new name of the mobile phone application that has not been determined yet.
"After that, a large version will be updated, which is basically equivalent to a brand-new usage logic. I want to give users a new impression, and I really don't want to use the original name."
That's the name given by the former companion who built imitations after a sudden escape, which always reminds people of outdated betrayal.
Thinking of this, Ye Qing's tone was a little complicated, but more expectant for the future: "Do you have any suggestions for the name?"
He Qiao naturally asked for the opinions of people around him first: "Do you have a favorite name?"
Chi Xueyan thought seriously for a while.
The maple tree outside the window reminded him of his childhood, which was still colorful.
At that time, Chi Zhongyuan and Han Zhenzhen's business was just booming, and they were under a lot of pressure every day, so they were once keen to watch martial arts movies to relieve stress during their rest.
Chi Xueyan, who was five or six years old, watched the people on TV flying around dashingly every day, and finally couldn't help saying that he wanted to learn martial arts with his parents.
He felt that since Santa Claus could quietly put the gift on his bedside on a snowy night, human beings could definitely fly over the cliff as lightly as a swallow.
Moreover, his father was the most powerful person he had ever seen, which directly led to the complete extinction of the hooligans within a few miles around the community.
Therefore, the neighbors sent fruits and sweets to his house from time to time, all of which were divided by him and his father. Then the sighing mother would grab an ear with one hand and grab it to rinse her mouth and brush her teeth in the bathroom.
Mom's skills are second, because mom is a student taught by dad.
He is the first and second child, and he should be the third.
The couple who were watching the martial arts movie looked at each other and agreed to their son's silly request with a smile.
Then, Chi Xueyan's martial arts career began with Zamabu.
Zamabu on Monday, Zamabu on Friday, and Zamabu next Sunday.
He yearns for the infinite free sky in the future, so he works hard to complete the boring training arranged by his parents.
Dad said seriously, "You should imagine yourself as a tree, a tree deeply rooted in the earth to absorb nutrients. Don't move around!"
Mom nodded repeatedly, but she didn't know why, but her face was always full of unstoppable smiles.
The maple leaves on the tree fell one after another, weaving a crimson soft carpet for the little boy in the yard.
Later, of course, Chi Xueyan did not learn how to fly over the cliff with light skills, but he became the most fighting person in every school he had ever attended.
However, Chi Xueyan never fought with her classmates, but only beat the gangsters he met in the alley.
At the same time, he is the top student who ranks first in the year-round ranking.
But he neither plays with other students with good grades nor with students who like to fight. He thinks it's most interesting to play with himself.
In a case, the table is often full of love letters and breakfasts given to him by different people.
Chi Xueyan also found that he didn't like girls from that time on.
How can He Qiao be sure that he doesn't like boys?
Outside the window, a maple leaf was blown down and floated to the sidewalk.
His memory of Qiu is one more rich.
On the maple leaf road, the unknown scenery can be seen through two layers of glass.
After a short stent of mind, Chi Xueyan gathered his thoughts and whispered, "Three trees."
He didn't talk about the origin of the name, because there was no need to share the past, but simply answered the question asked by He Qiao: "I like the name."
There are three people in the private room in early autumn, and there are also three people in the convenience store in late summer.
Ye Qing obviously misunderstood the object of this number, and his eyes lit up: "This is good, with meaning. The image of the tree is very good, which can convey a down-to-earth and reliable potential impression to the user, and the temperament is also fresh and neutral..."
This is the name given by Chi Xueyan, and He Qiao will definitely not object.
The new name is decided in this way.
After this simple lunch, the three of them walked out of the restaurant together.
Ye Qing called a car, and Chi Xueyan and He Qiao politely accompanied him to wait for the car.
While waiting, He Qiao asked him, "Are you going to my office for lunch today?"
Chi Xueyan originally planned to go back to the clinic directly.
But at this time, Ye Qing was present, and the large-looking bed in the lounge looked very comfortable, so he nodded: "Don't forget to wake me up."
Ye Qing waved goodbye to them and got in the car and left with a mocking face that he was full of dog food.
Chi Xueyan and He Qiao walked side by side through maple trees until they entered the office building and held hands before the employees looked over.
Entering the warmly furnishing lounge, he thought he would have the deepest nap today.
In fact, he couldn't fall asleep.
For the first time, I went to bed at noon on weekdays, and I was a little unaccustomed to it.
Chi Xueyan lay in the soft bed, closed her eyes and was stunned for a moment, and decided not to force herself anymore.
He got up and walked out of the lounge, ready to go back to the clinic now.
He Qiao sat at his desk and heard the movement. He looked over first: "Can't sleep?"
"I'm not used to it." Chi Xueyan joked casually, "You may need to listen to some bedtime stories."
He Qiao, a good student who is always naked, is serious again.
He Qiao was holding the report sent by Ye Qing in his hand. Hearing the words, he raised his face: "Will listening to the project planning be more hypnotic?"
Chi Xueyan stopped walking out.
He couldn't help laughing: "It should be."
Unlike He Qiao, who loves to read the news, every time he hears these serious things, he will be distracted and sleepy.
He Qiao leaned against the door of the lounge and casually talked to him about the future plan of Ye Qing's company.
Chi Xueyan listened quite carefully at first, because this project was at least nominally related to him, and later he was sleepy.
But it is true that like the ideal that He Qiao originally said, this is not only a plan of commercial value, but also beneficial to society.
Starting from relatively ordinary online shopping applications, a large-scale logistics chain has been gradually established through creative points similar to targeted purchasing. At present, it can borrow from the existing catering supply chain of Wanjia Group, and in the future, it can also cooperate with the government to refine and allocate those resources that are unevenly distributed in the region.
Let everything go to the right path and say goodbye to the lonely decay.
In this beautiful vision, with the action of boring proper nouns, Chi Xueyan really fell asleep.
He dreamed of the piece of chocolate casually fictional in the convenience store, flying lightly over the cliff beyond the reach of human beings.
It's a kind of sweet dream.
Chi Xueyan's biological clock is very fixed, and he will wake up by himself at the end of the lunch break.
The blackout curtains were tightly closed. In the dimly lit lounge like night, he saw two more things on the originally empty bedside table.
Two identical commodity boxes.
There are brand-new telescopes inside.
He picked it up unexpectedly.
At the same time, there was a regular knock on the door outside, and there was a familiar voice of He Qiao: "It's time to get up and go to work."
He remembers to wake himself up.
Chi Xueyan put on his shoes and walked out, saying in response, "I'm awake."
The moment the door was pushed open, bright light poured in.
He Qiao blinked reflexively when he saw the man.
He held a heavy box in his hand, with a trace of confusion and softness in his eyes: "Are you inviting me to see your office?"
"The light in the afternoon will be reversed."
He Qiao answered in a very ordinary tone, as if he was just discussing the other party's curious vision.
"Then you can't see it clearly."
In fact, he knew the difference between the vision of the two buildings earlier than Chi Xueyan.
Because yesterday afternoon, He Qiao clearly saw the figure in front of the window overlooking the rest.
At that moment, the light was just right, like a one-way glass, hiding his quiet gaze and the hidden mood of growing secretly.
A red-haired dentist was wearing a clean white coat, with his hands in his pockets casually, occasionally looking at the blue sky, and occasionally looking down at the large areas of maple trees on both sides of the street.
He saw many clouds and trees, and looked at the brand-new office building directly opposite.
Clear glass windows are lit by the sun.
There are slow-flowing clouds in the sky, casting a shadow that appears and disappearing on the bustling maple road.
The person in the window looked over with bright eyes, and a smile gradually opened on his face. He was pure and relaxed, without any unnecessary thought.
He didn't know the four eyes under the cover of sunlight at all.
All the quiet and colorful scenery fell into another window.
The author has something to say:
He Qiao: I should be a tree.
Xiaochi:...Is that so?