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Chapter 41 The Sea
Chapter 41 The Sea
In the evening, riding the twilight at dusk, Tan Zheng carried Ren Zhaoyuan to the beach with the skylight open and the wind blowing.
The two stopped the car, and Tan Zheng took him to the yacht moored on the shore.
"yours?"
"Jin Shiyan's, but I bought half of it when I bought it."
"You and Jin Shiyan have a really good relationship. Tongzhou said that Jin Shiyan also invested in his winery. Is it because of you?"
"I mentioned that he also thinks that he can only invest if he can make money, and he will not waste his money."
Ren Zhaoyuan held Tan Zheng's hand and walked onto the deck as he spoke, "I don't know where you guys got the idea that this winery can make money."
"Investing in this kind of thing is half vision and half luck, and it's always uncertain."
"He wants to grow Jinsi Nan again this year. Do you still vote?"
When Tan Zheng heard Ren Zhaoyuan's words, it seemed a little different. He couldn't tell whether he agreed or disagreed. He blinked and chose the safest answer: "Listen to you."
"Don't," Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him with a smile, "Mr. Tan's family has a big business, just vote."
"No..." Tan Zheng determined that Ren Zhaoyuan didn't agree with him this time, and he took out a finger and scratched on the side of his palm, "I'm not going to vote."
Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand and flicked his chin.
He found that when Tan Zheng was in front of him, the killing decisions were all gone, and occasionally even his IQ was not online.
"It's not that you won't be allowed to vote, you can vote as much as you want, but don't get overwhelmed when you meet people and things related to me, and let yourself suffer."
"No loss.."
"You just said that investing is half vision and half luck, but you haven't used all the vision you can grasp, right?"
The money invested is not considered a loss if it cannot be recovered, and a loss is itself a loss if you make less money.
The same amount of money is put into a project that is guaranteed to multiply several times, and it is invested in a winery with uncertain prospects, which is about to catch up with the public welfare.
Tan Zheng honestly admitted this time: "I didn't use it all, but I didn't really close my eyes. Tongzhou really has a hand in running these businesses."
Ren Zhaoyuan did not deny Tongzhou's ability, but only asked: "If I have no friendship with Tongzhou, will he ask you to discuss cooperation and you will vote?"
Tan Zheng embraced Ren Zhaoyuan and cheated: "The assumption is not true."
"It's not true, the business field itself is a circle of human relationships, there's no way to really put aside the network and just look at the business," Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him sideways, "but the thread in your heart must always be there, you can't just meet someone related to me. Gone."
"You are different from others, and I can't put things related to you in a normal position."
"I understand that relatives, lovers, friends, clients, and strangers, relationships are different in themselves. I'm not asking you to have a unified standard, but to be moderate. If there is one thing, you will only do five points for your friends. , then you don't have to do ten for my friends. Even if you really feel that I have something to do with everything, don't show it. You have been running Anyu for so many years, and you should know the interests better than me. "
Tan Zheng agreed that he would not refuse to listen to Ren Zhaoyuan's words, not to mention that these are right in themselves.
"You can do as much as you want. If you have to refuse, just refuse. It's fine to communicate normally. You don't need to deliberately please anyone because of me."
"As ordered," Tan Zheng hugged Ren Zhaoyuan from behind and laughed softly in his ear, "Are you protecting me like that?"
Ren Zhaoyuan also smiled: "What should I do if I don't protect it, others don't know how to push away the bitter wine, stupid or not."
It means that Zhao Chen gave him Absinthe at the wedding banquet before.
Tan Zheng almost forgot.
It was just a mouthful or two of unpalatable wine, it was nothing worth mentioning, not to mention Zhao Chen helped him a lot.
But such a "grievance" that was nothing at all was always on Ren Zhaoyuan's heart. It felt so good, so good, that his heart melted.
"Stupid, I can only trouble Teacher Ren to protect him more," Tan Zheng said with a smile, afraid that Ren Zhaoyuan would keep memorizing it, so he said, "It's not a small matter, you don't need to take it to heart."
Ren Zhaoyuan didn't speak, Tan Zheng hugged him and shook it gently: "Otherwise, you can set a standard, and I will never do anything that I don't agree with, okay?"
"Tan Zheng, I won't approve of anything that will make you suffer, no matter the reason, no matter how big or small."
Tan Zheng was obviously startled, and silently hugged Ren Zhaoyuan for a long time before burying it in Ren Zhaoyuan's neck and smilingly said, "Okay."
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There are drivers, safety officers, managers, cooks, drinkers and motor assistants on the yacht, far more than Ren Zhaoyuan thought. However, the space is spacious, and everyone is in their place. If Tan Zheng hadn't come up and told Ren Zhaoyuan, he might not know how many people were there when he left.
Ren Zhaoyuan and the security officer who greeted him nodded and walked to the railing to look at the coast as the yacht traveled farther and farther.
"Can you drive?"
"Yes, I'll take you next time."
Ren Zhaoyuan squinted his eyes slightly by the sea breeze, showing his smooth forehead from time to time: "Next time we get two small speedboats, let's go out to sea to see."
"Okay," Tan Zheng turned his back to the sea, his arms were bent on the railings, one leg was bent relaxedly, and his upper body leaned slightly towards Ren Zhaoyuan, "So you know how to drive a yacht, but I've never heard of it."
"You can't let you know everything, big or small."
Tan Zheng looked at him and smiled.
Ren Zhaoyuan also leaned towards him a little, joking about him making dumplings: "Don't you have to go to school temporarily again?"
"Really, if you don't believe me, I'll show it to you later."
Ren Zhaoyuan listened to what he said, and didn't answer whether it was okay or not. He just looked at the sparkling sea and smiled.
Tan Zheng was not annoyed at being laughed at, he turned around and stood side by side with Ren Zhaoyuan, and kissed him on the side halfway.
When the sky was dark, the wind was a little cold, and the two went to the upper cabin.
The chef is a chubby foreigner with a short gray and white beard, smiling and occasionally procrastinating when speaking non-standard Chinese.
Watching three-star chefs create dishes is an artistic experience.
Aesthetics and ingredients are perfectly blended, and every detail has been meticulously crafted.
Tan Zheng and Ren Zhaoyuan sat not far from the chef, watching and chatting, slowly tasting a small amount of delicate dishes, and waiting for the next dish with impeccable creative taste to be successfully produced.
The chef is very talkative. He chatted with Ren Zhaoyuan for a while when he asked about an ingredient. Later, he talked about oil painting after talking about the special climate of a country.
Tan Zheng didn't know anything about this. The only time he bought oil paintings was to establish a relationship. He took them at a high price and sent them away without looking at them.
The more Tan Zheng asked himself about jewelry, the more he saw, the better his eyesight naturally went, but he really didn't have any aesthetic skills for things like oil painting.
The tongue-in-cheek name that Ren Zhaoyuan spoke fluently sounded like it came from an alien planet.
Tan Zheng searched for the name that Ren Zhaoyuan said when the two were chatting and no one was paying attention to him. He got a general understanding. When he flipped through the atlas of his works, he slid his finger and stopped on a certain page, confirming that this was the one hanging in the living room on the first floor of Ren Zhaoyuan.
"The family is a high imitation."
Tan Zheng was caught straight, raised his finger and turned off the screen: "Imitated?"
"Well, the original can't be bought."
Tan Zheng nodded, as if thinking about something, and Ren Zhaoyuan dismissed him with the next sentence: "The museum is on fire and burned down."
Ren Zhaoyuan deliberately stopped halfway through his words to tease him. Tan Zheng put the two people's plates on the transfer area and complained in a fake mode, "It's too bad."
Ren Zhaoyuan was watching and smiling.
He drank some wine in the middle, and after the meal, Tan Zheng made him a cup of nourishing stomach powder.
"You brought it here specially?"
"Well, just in case."
Ren Zhaoyuan's stomach has grown much better, at least it hasn't hurt much for so long. He sometimes forgets about his stomach, but Tan Zheng is always thinking about it.
In the design park, company, home, and car, wherever Ren Zhaoyuan would stay, there are stomach nourishing powder and stomach medicine.
This already made Ren Zhaoyuan feel thoughtful enough, but Tan Zheng could be more meticulous.
Ren Zhaoyuan drank the prepared stomach nourishing powder, and Tan Zheng handed him a glass of lemonade to clear his mouth.
"It's not a medicine, it's not hard to drink." Ren Zhaoyuan said as he took it, a slightly sour taste filled his taste buds.
"It's not hard to drink, and it's not bad either."
Ren Zhaoyuan frowned slightly: "Have you tried it?"
"Well, I just tasted it once out of curiosity."
"Oh," Ren Zhaoyuan propped his chin, "Is it more unpleasant to drink."
"Well, this kind of-"
Tan Zheng reacted as soon as he finished his answer, and he stopped halfway looking at Ren Zhaoyuan, who couldn't help laughing, and stopped talking.
Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't bear it anymore, smiled and stretched out his index finger to poke his face: "Why so cute."
The word was too lethal, and Tan Zheng didn't accept it very well.
Before biting, he didn't think of anything at all, but after he took it seriously, Tan Zheng froze first.
Holding his breath, he didn't dare to curl or stretch the tongue against the pulp of his fingers, for fear that an accidental hint would turn into a rash.
But the mouth itself is so different.
The warm tide is wrapped into the knuckles of the lips and teeth, and the sensory sensitivity seems to have been magnified countless times, and the subtle touch of every star is clearly received.
Until Tan Zheng's lips covering the joints moved almost imperceptibly as the yacht swayed.
Ren Zhaoyuan withdrew his fingers and Tan Zheng released his lips and teeth at almost the same time, and the surrounding environment re-entered his ears from this moment.
The sound of the waves, the wind, the water washing food, the hum of the exhaust fan..
Tan Zheng's auricle is always prone to redness.
His fingers were wiped with a tissue, and Ren Zhaoyuan watched Tan Zheng's movements for a while without stopping. He couldn't help but chuckle: "I don't mind, what are you disgusting?"
Tan Zheng's ears turned red.
The yacht stopped moving at high speed and floated on the sea. The two went to the leisure cabin to find a few discs, and watched a movie with the window open and a thick blanket covered.
In the middle of the night, the sea was extraordinarily quiet. Tan Zheng and Ren Zhaoyuan sat cross-legged by the window chatting, spending the end of the previous day and the beginning of the new day.
"Zhaoyuan."
"Um?"
"In the new year, we must be happy every day, and be smooth and safe."
Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and said "Okay".
"Like me a little more."
Ren Zhaoyuan still smiled and said, "Okay."
The vinyl record in the gramophone slowly stopped turning, and Ren Zhaoyuan leaned over and kissed Tan Zheng.
Every day he liked Tan Zheng more than the day before. This feeling was unexpected, and even he was surprised that it was getting deeper and deeper.
The touch of lips and tongue in the night is hidden and clear, and the chest is full of vibrations for the other party.
A narrow waist exposed to the cold air was covered by a wide palm, Ren Zhaoyuan's body tensed slightly, ending the hot and long kiss.
He is not a young man who needs psychological preparation, nor does he resist going further with Tan Zheng.
Moreover, the atmosphere is right now, the two are in love, and everything is logical.
But Ren Zhaoyuan still stepped back a little.
This act of refusal happened up front, without thought at all.
Tan Zheng pecked and kissed him on the lips, grabbed the hem of his shirt and covered the skin around his waist: "It's a little late, go back to rest? I'm right next door to you, just call me whenever you need something."
The second half of this sentence should be said when we part outside the door of the room.
Ren Zhaoyuan knew.
"You sleep in this room," Tan Zheng opened the door for Ren Zhaoyuan and asked for a kiss, "Good night."
"Good night."
Ren Zhaoyuan stood at the door and watched Tan Zheng return to the door of the other bedroom. He was probably not sober due to the sea breeze at night. He felt a rare clinginess in his heart, and wanted to watch Tan Zheng enter the room.
Before opening the door, Tan Zheng glanced sideways at Ren Zhaoyuan, and said "good night" again.
"Good night." Ren Zhaoyuan also turned around to go in, but saw that Tan Zheng stopped in the position of pushing the door open and did not move.
"What's wrong?"
Tan Zheng looked a little at a loss when he looked over, and didn't speak.
Ren Zhaoyuan walked over and looked.
There are several rows of wine cabinets on display in the room, and all kinds of wine are placed in the cabinets, and the aroma of fermentation can be faintly smelled.
This is a wine storage room.
"The last time I came there were two bedrooms, Jin Shiyan..." Tan Zheng explained quickly after being surprised, "I didn't know in advance, it really wasn't arranged on purpose."
"I didn't think so," Ren Zhaoyuan reached out and closed the door, "don't be nervous."
"There is a sofa in the leisure cabin. I'll go there, you can rest early."
"Don't go there."
Tan Zheng was startled, his eyes widened slightly.
Ren Zhaoyuan said, "That sofa is too narrow, sleep here."
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