Huo Guanchen had just come out of the conference room when Gu Nianzhi sent the text.
The personal secretary took out the cell phone and other electronic items from the safe and handed them to him.
As soon as he turned on his phone, he saw Gu Nianzhi's message: Uncle, are you free these days? I want to treat you and grandfather to a meal. I've booked a restaurant. Do you think it's suitable?]
An address was also attached.
Huo Guanchen looked around and saw that it was a clubhouse restaurant near the West Hills of the Imperial Capital. It was not far from his villa in the West Hills.
Huo Guanchen was a little surprised.
He couldn't help but open his calendar to see what special day it was. Gu Nianzhi, who had always wanted to pretend he didn't exist, actually took the initiative to text him to invite him to dinner …
Gu Nianzhi didn't wait for Huo Guanchen to reply and continued to send messages: [I'm free this weekend. What about you?]
Was he really going to treat him to a meal?
Huo Guanchen suddenly felt flattered.
A smile unconsciously appeared on his face. He thought of Gu Nianzhi and Huo Shaoheng's upcoming wedding, and his impression of Gu Nianzhi improved slightly.
He thought for a moment and replied, [I'll ask my secretary to see if she's free. I'll give you an answer tomorrow.]
Gu Nianzhi smiled like a little fox and curled her fingers slightly to form a hook. Then, she quickly typed on the phone screen: That's great! I'm looking forward to eating with Uncle and Grandfather! Oh, right, I'll treat President Lu and Ms. Song too. They're quite close to the restaurant, so I'll be sorry if I don't treat them. [Smile.Jpg]
Huo Guanchen's expression darkened.
He turned off his phone and did not reply to the message.
He returned to his office in silence. He could not look at the documents for a long time.
Later, she was still hungry. When she was about to go out to eat, she received a call from Yuan Jianan. Only then did she decide to stop working and go to the West Mountain Villa to visit Old Master Huo.
"Mr. Huo, are you free today? I made some soup by myself, and I want to invite you to eat together. " Even though Yuan Jianan had an extremely gentle and elegant appearance, she conducted herself in an extremely straightforward and generous manner, causing her to have an attractive contrast.
Huo Guanchen answered the phone as he walked out. "Really? Thank you, but I'm going to visit my father, so I'm afraid I won't have the chance to taste Madam Yuan's delicious soup. "
"Oh, you're going to visit your father? Coincidentally, the Tianqi chicken soup I made today is especially suitable for the elderly. Why don't I share it with Old Mr. Huo? "
This wasn't the first time Huo Guanchen had eaten Yuan Jianan's cooking. He really hadn't expected Yuan Jianan, an overseas Chinese, to be able to cook so well.
He wanted to refuse, but for some reason, he remembered Gu Nianzhi's text message just now. She said that President Lu and "Ms. Song" would also be going to dinner.
He narrowed his eyes and agreed with a smile, "If it's not too much trouble, I'll come pick you up?"
"It's no trouble at all! I'll put it in the thermos right away! "It was obvious that Yuan Jianan was very happy, and he was a little flustered.
After Huo Guanchen got into the car, he asked the chauffeur to drive him to the luxurious apartment complex where Jia Nan had lived.
This apartment complex was located in the bustling area between the Second and Third Ring Road, but it was quiet in the middle of the hustle and bustle. The land price was surprisingly high, and it was not something that could be bought with money.
Huo Guanchen looked around at the scenery, his expression calm.
Yuan Jianan came out of the complex with a large thermos and immediately saw Huo Guanchen leaning against the front of his car.
He had a tall and strong body. Although he was old, he was still extraordinarily handsome, especially when he wore a well-tailored summer uniform, which increased his handsomeness by several notches.
Yuan Jianan walked over with a smile and nodded slightly at him. "Mr. Huo."
"We're already so familiar with each other. There's no need to be so polite." Huo Guanchen opened the car door for her in a gentlemanly manner. "Just call me Guanchen."
Yuan Jianan sat inside and placed the thermos by her feet.
Huo Guanchen then sat next to her and chatted with her leisurely.
As someone who worked in politics, Huo Guanchen was very good at interacting with people.
He changed topics one after another with ease. There was no awkward silence, nor did he make the other party feel aggressive.
Talking to him was indeed like sitting on a spring breeze.
Yuan Jianan secretly admired him, and her smile was very gentle. "Okay, Guanchen."
When she said the words "Guanchen," her accent was a little strange, as if her tongue was suddenly stretched out and shot out like a slingshot.
Huo Guanchen glanced at her and handed her a bottle of water. "It's a little far. Are you hungry?"
Yuan Jianan took the bottle of water and blushed. "It's okay, I'm not hungry."
They chatted along the way until they reached the entrance of the West Mountain villa. Yuan Jianan sighed. "Time passes so quickly when I'm talking to Guanchen."
Huo Guanchen smiled but didn't say anything. He brought her into the villa to see Grandfather Huo.
After dinner, Huo Guanchen asked about Yuan Jianan's schedule. "Are you free this weekend?"
"Yeah, Guanchen asked me out, so I'm free anytime." Yuan Jianan smiled cheekily and lightly tapped Huo Guanchen's chest.
She used just enough force that Huo Guanchen's chest actually felt numb and itchy.
He remained expressionless. "Then I'll pick you up this weekend, and we'll go eat together."
"Okay." Yuan Jianan nodded elegantly. "Thanks to Guanchen's help these days, my business here has been much smoother. I wonder if you know the people in charge of the Russian government agencies? I'd like to talk to them. "
"I know a few people, but they're all from the military. They're not government agencies, nor are they in business." Huo Guanchen expressed his helplessness. "Wait two months for my son's wedding. Many of his Russian friends will be attending the wedding. There won't be any from the military, they'll all be from government agencies."
Yuan Jianan smiled. "Okay, but it'll be two months. Guanchen, do you have any contact information for those people? I'll try to contact them myself. "
"I really don't have that." Huo Guanchen shook his head. "I'll ask my son when I'm free."
"That's great." Yuan Jianan took the initiative to hold Huo Guanchen's hand. She didn't let go until Huo Guanchen sent her back to the entrance of the apartment complex.
Huo Guanchen didn't refuse and let her hold his hand as he walked her out of the car.
Yuan Jianan looked at him reluctantly. "Guanchen, don't you want to come to my house?"
"I still have something to do. Maybe in the future." Huo Guanchen didn't reject her like before. Instead, he stroked Yuan Jianan's hair.
It was Yuan Jianan's turn to feel her scalp tingle. It was as if someone was sweeping her chest with a feather.
Watching Huo Guanchen's car drive away, she sighed softly and turned around to go back.
..
Gu Nianzhi didn't go to work for the next few days. She specially accompanied the second-in-command of the KGB, Vladimir, and the middle-aged driver to play in the imperial capital.
At the same time, she also modified Vladimir.
Huo Shaoheng knew and said, "I have a friend who's especially good at styling. Nianzhi, do you want to consider it?"
Gu Nianzhi understood that Huo Shaoheng's "friend" must be from the Special Operations Forces. She nodded. "Sure, I want Vladimir to change his appearance so that even his immediate superior wouldn't be able to recognize him."
Usually, Vladimir had a full beard and his entire body was covered in hair. It was really difficult to see his facial features clearly.
So when Huo Shaoheng finished styling the stylist and pushed him out of the room, Gu Nianzhi's breathing almost stopped.
Standing in front of her was a beautiful Eastern European hunk who had shaved off his beard, styled his hair, and regroomed himself!
Even his hands had been polished to the point where they were impeccable!
Gu Nianzhi stared at the handsome Vladimir in front of her and quickly thought of when Huo Shaoheng had gone to the other world. His overly handsome face and flawless hands!
It was those hands that made her think that she had recognized the wrong person!
Gu Nianzhi suddenly turned around and looked at Huo Shaoheng, who was folding his arms and "admiring" Vladimir. She said in surprise, "… Did you ask him to 'style' you too?!"
Huo Shaoheng: "…"
Gu Nianzhi took a few steps forward and held Vladimir's hand. She asked the stylist excitedly, "… How did you make his hands look like a girl's?"
The stylist smiled and said, "It's a specially designed hand treatment."
"What about the scars on his hands? Can they be removed by hand treatment? "
"… That's cosmetic surgery."
Gu Nianzhi: "…"
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