The office of Zhang Group's Chairman's Office has been kept below zero since Qiao Yihang and Zhang Zhi visited.

The secretary never thought that the position he had squeezed into before he had squeezed his head was actually hidden in the same danger as the investigation of Antarctica.

She looked at the motto she wrote on the desk and secretly encouraged herself.

Just get used to it.

She must be able to do it!

As soon as Zhang Shiqian got out of the elevator, he saw the secretary who was skilled in business and sincere in smiles grinning at his desk. He couldn't help but ask curiously: "Does the toothache?"

The secretary suddenly raised his head, and his facial expression burst out with a smile as he looked up. "Assistant Zhang." Zhang Shiqian used to be an assistant by Zhang Fuxun for a while, so she couldn't change her words now.

Zhang Shiqian said earnestly: "If you have toothache, you have to see a doctor."

The secretary wanted to say that she did not have a toothache, but in this way she had to explain what she was doing just now. After thinking about it, she decided to use a universal answer: "Just get used to it."

Seeing this, Zhang Shiqian had to let her go, "Are your father here?"

"It's here." The secretary wanted to remind him that Zhang Fuxun was in a bad mood recently, but Zhang Shiqian had knocked in the door and walked in quickly.

Zhang Fuxun still had every word and sentence that Qiao Yihang and Zhang Zhi said that day. It was not that he suddenly realized that they had a clear view and every sentence was reasonable, but that he had reviewed why he lost his momentum so easily. Thinking about it afterwards, every sentence could be rejected!

"Father?"

Zhang Shiqian almost walked to the desk, and then Zhang Fuxun raised his head.

"Are you back?" A trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and then he leaned against the back of the chair, and a big smile appeared, "How is the honeymoon?"

Zhang Shiqian smiled and said, "Using half of his savings."

Zhang Fuxun said: "If you want to stay with Zhang, you won't take this little money seriously at all."

Zhang Shiqian knew what he meant and yelled: "Fortunately, I only plan to spend my honeymoon once in my life, so it doesn't matter if I use up all my savings."

Zhang Fuxun had no intention of persuading him to change his mind in a few words, and followed him to change the topic: "Where is Minshu?"

When Zhang Shiqian mentioned his wife, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but rise, "I'm so tired after riding the plane for so long, I'll let her go home first."

Zhang Fuxun nodded and said, "You should go home and rest too. I have nothing to do here."

Zhang Shiqian dragged the chair next to him, sat opposite him, and tentatively said: "I heard that Da Qiao and his younger brother came together?"

"Da Qiao?" Zhang Fuxun was originally dissatisfied with Qiao Yihang, and was even more disgusted when he heard this name of neither male nor female. "What is the name of a good man?"

Zhang Shiqian coughed dryly and said, "It was given by the media."

"Hmph. As the name suggests, it is not a good thing."

Although Zhang Shiqian had already learned about the incident from Zhang Zhi before coming, he did not expect that Zhang Fuxun was so angry, and he couldn't help but say more carefully: "I think he is very good to his younger brother."

"How do you know?" Zhang Fuxun narrowed his eyes, "Zhang Zhi asked you to come?"

This point cannot be hidden. Zhang Shiqian admitted openly: "He told me a rough idea."

"He has the nerve to spread this kind of thing everywhere!" Zhang Fuxun became even more angry when he thought about it, "Who else did he tell you?"

Zhang Shiqian smiled and said with apologies: "Who else can he talk to? We are all closest people, so of course we will talk to us if we want to talk to you."

"The person who is closest?" Zhang Fuxun sneered twice and stopped talking.

Zhang Fuxun’s personality is best known to Zhang Shiqian.

His temper means that there is hope for saving things. If he doesn't even get angry, it means that he is determined to do something. So when Zhang Shiqian saw Zhang Fuxun like this, he felt relieved.

"I remember that the Zhang family rules seem to be that if you inherit your career, you can choose marriage freely. If you choose marriage..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Fuxun slapped his hand on the table, "Marriage? Are two men called marriage?" He picked up a book on the table and flipped it out.

Zhang Shiqian thought he had read it wrong at first, and when Zhang Fuxun delivered the book to him, he realized that this book was really "Marriage and Family Law".

"Look at what is being said here. The physiological differences between men and women, and the inherent sexual instinct of human beings are the physiological basis of marriage!" The sentence in the book was outlined heavily by Zhang Fuxun with a red pen, which was particularly eye-catching between white and black words.

Zhang Shiqian put his finger on his knees and gently tapped it twice in the place where Zhang Fuxun could not see it. "But the family rules mean that you can choose marriage freely, that is, you can choose to get married or not. Moreover, Zhang Zhi is an American citizen, and some states in the United States allow same-sex marriages."

He suddenly met Zhang Fuxun's eyes. The anger in his body seemed to condense in his pupils. Zhang Shiqian could almost see two clusters of burning flames.

"You have to follow him to rebel against me?" Zhang Fuxun's voice seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea, so depressed that it could no longer be suppressed.

Zhang Shiqian knew that Zhang Fuxun was on the verge of explosion.

"Father." He sighed and lowered his posture, "In order to draw, I chose freedom of career selfishly. In the case where Zhang Zhi and I were the only ones in the Zhang family, I threw all the responsibilities to him. Therefore, freedom of marriage is the only thing I can fight for for him."

Zhang Fuxun frowned.

Zhang Shiqian continued, "As for the descendants, you don't have to worry. Isn't there any more? The Zhang family has a heavy responsibility, and Zhang Zhi and I are the brothers."

Zhang Fuxun's anger that was about to rush out from his head was slowly suppressed.

He suddenly felt indescribable fatigue.

It is clearly the same world, why are their views so different from him?

A pair of brothers take responsibility for a family?

It’s a pity that they can think of it!

Zhang Fuxun turned the back of the chair and looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window. After a long time, he said, "Go back and see your mother first. She hasn't seen you for a long time and has always missed you."

Zhang Shiqian breathed a sigh of relief silently.

This is the second time he has argued with reason for so many years in the Zhang family. The first time was because of painting.

He no longer remembered the process, but he remembered it very clearly at the end.

"You go down to have a meal first, your mom cooks today."

Zhang Shiqian is very busy.

I went home and greeted a large circle of people, then took a shower and had dinner. Time flew into the evening.

Mrs. Zhang saw that there were two dark circles in his eyes, so she advised him to go up and rest.

When he returned to the room, he immediately contacted his wife.

As expected, my wife completed the task successfully and exposed Zhang Zhi and Qiao Yihang's relationship to his mother.

This is double insurance.

He knew that his mother had always been resentful of his abandonment of inheritance by Zhang, and now that Zhang Zhi decided not to have children for a man, he would definitely be secretly happy. Because this means that Zhang would go around and go back to his grandson in the end. In this way, she would not be stingy in his father's ears and help Zhang Zhi and Qiao Yihang.

Thinking of the fact that he had done this matter when he returned to China, Zhang Shiqian felt very proud and had been lingering with his wife for a long time before he fell asleep. When he woke up again, it was already past ten o'clock. He remembered that he and Zhang Zhi and Qiao Yihang had dinner, so he hurriedly washed up and went out.

When he walked to the agreed restaurant, Zhang Zhi and Qiao Yihang were already there.

When Zhang Zhi saw him, he immediately greeted him affectionately and said, "Brother."

Qiao Yihang also stood up.

Zhang Shiqian hugged Zhang Zhi with a smile and walked back, shook hands with Qiao Yihang, "I bought you a gift early in the morning, but it has not been sent yet. If I had known it, I would rather check it back with the plane."

Zhang Zhi: "Seeing me is almost the same as receiving a gift."

Qiao Yihang looked at him in surprise. When he got along with Zhang Zhi every day, he didn't think he had changed much. Occasionally, his current words and deeds were compared with the time he met, and the gap came out.

I have to say that Zhang Zhi is too mature now.

Seeing Zhang Zhi getting close to him, Zhang Shiqian couldn't help but sigh. It would have been great if Qiao Yihang had appeared earlier, so his relationship with Zhang Zhi might have improved long ago.

Although Qiao Yihang had a good impression of him, he was not familiar with him, so he let Zhang Zhi chat with him, and he just occasionally made a few sentences.

Zhang Shiqian vaguely mentioned a few words about his conversation with Zhang Fuxun today, but he didn't talk too deeply. After all, the final result has not come out yet. If it is different from what he imagined, they will be happy for nothing.

Qiao Yihang and Zhang Zhi didn't care much about it.

Anyway, the worst plan has been done, but the worst is the case, so what else can you worry about?

After two hours of eating a meal, Zhang Zhi and Zhang Shiqian said fare reluctantly. Before leaving, Zhang Shiqian specially left the day when the gallery reopened and invited Qiao Yihang and Zhang Zhi to visit.

The two of them naturally responded.

After seeing off Zhang Shiqian, Qiao Yihang and Zhang Zhi walked slowly towards the garage.

It was an ordinary road and didn't say anything, but both of them felt infinite satisfaction in their hearts.

"Jojo..."

"Hmm?" threatening tone.

“…Boss Qiao.”

"You'd better say it right next time you have something to do."

"What if it wasn't said to you?"

"I can tell."

"Oh? Then guess if this sentence is said to you." After a pause, cleared his throat again, and was extremely serious, "I love you."

“…”

"You have nothing to say?" a dissatisfied voice.

"Well. I said it to me."
To be continued...