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The man called "Uncle Ouyang" was in his sixties, wearing a white undershirt and a straw hat, and appeared to be a mediocre old man.

But Jovian knew him as Ouyang Yuan, the man who sealed the deal in the world of architecture.

Ouyang Yuan turned his head at the sound of the voice, looking over towards the three, dripping with sweat a face, revealing a grinning expression, seeing Chen Canaan and Qiao Wen, who were picking the stretcher, he eeped, "Ah Wei, these are your friends?"

Tang Xingwei helped take the next burden off of Chen Canaan and nodded his head back, "Well, they're my friends and the bosses of my company, Wen and Nan, come to see if there's anything they can do over here to help?"

Although he was an employee of Wen Nan Real Estate, Qiao Wen didn't let him call them his boss, only his name. Said the studio was a coworker, and after work they were friends.

"Such late bloomers, and they're bosses?" Ouyang Yuan was obviously a little surprised at the youth of the two, just like most people.

Tang Xingwei said, "Ah Wen and Ah Nan are great." He also introduced Qiao Wen and Chen Canaan, "By the way, this is Uncle Ouyang who helped us rebuild our house."

Qiao Wen walked up and courteously said, "Hello Uncle Ouyang, can I help you?"

As he exchanged pleasantries, he was also motionlessly sizing up the old man in front of him.

To be honest, Ouyang Yuan was very different from what Qiao Wen had imagined, originally thinking that this kind of top tier dana was mostly an old man with a weird temper that was not easy to get along with. But in front of this person was very kind eyebrows and eyes, looks like an ordinary amiable elders. The kind that can be caught in a teahouse.

Ouyang Yuan tilted his head and looked him up and down, shook his head and laughed, "You don't need to use this fine skin and tender flesh," he said and pointed towards Chen Canaan, who was wiping his sweat with the hem of his shirt, "But this youngster looks quite strong, come over to help carry the building materials first."

Chen Canaan put down the hem of his coat, patted his chest, and said with a smile, "No problem!"

Ouyang Yuan obviously quite liked such a sunny and robust young man, and laughed, "OK, later on Uncle Ouyang will treat you to a soda."

Qiao Wen could not do the heavy work because of his weak body, so he could only watch Ouyang Yuan directing the crowd.

A total of only a dozen people, only two or three adult men, the rest are either women or old people and children, you can imagine that the work on the site, is really not how to do.

With Tang Xingwei and Chen Canaan joining in, the efficiency only suddenly accelerated. Chen Canaan, in particular, was usually full of inexhaustible energy, which was perfectly put to use here, and one person was simply able to top three.

But in half an hour, several piles of messy building materials were perfectly categorized.

The few kids that Ouyang Yuan sent to buy sodas also came back carrying two boxes of chilled sodas.

"Come, come, all come over and drink soda, take a break before continuing." Ouyang Yuan greeted the working crowd to come over.

The sun is too hot, stay aside Qiao Wen did not do anything, but also hot out of a head of sweat, not to mention Chen Canaan, gray T-shirt has long been chest to back, a face sunburned red, but more show a healthy and vigorous atmosphere.

He took the soda in Ouyang Yuan's hands, ang head and boldly filled half the bottle, soothingly gasped, was about to raise his hand to wipe the sweat from his face, his eyes fell on his dirty hands, thought for a moment, and stretched his face towards Qiao Wen: "Xiao Qiao, the sweat is going to get lost in my eyes, help me wipe it off."

Jovian laughed and shook his head, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping the sweat from his face carefully.

Ouyang Yuan looked at the intimate two and smiled lovingly away as well, saying, "If only we had a few more scions like Anan here."

Qiao Wen put down his handkerchief and wondered, "I read in the newspaper that the government had announced earlier that it would help the people in the post-disaster Quarry Bay area to rebuild their homes, so how come we haven't seen any engineering teams?"

Ouyang Yuan originally still with a smile on his face, heard this, suddenly unpleasantly sunk down, cold snort, said: "These politicians are talking good, said to help rebuild homes, in fact, it is every family issued some money, transported a little building materials thrown in, and then let the people themselves to contribute to the construction of the people's labor. Originally suffered a disaster on the day is not good, the men have to go out to make money to support the family, which have time to specialize in building houses. Even if they build it themselves, I'm afraid there will still be a lot of potential safety hazards." Said he reached out and pointed, "You see, this has been more than two months, or this ghost, relying on the women old and young, rebuild well do not know to wait until the monkey years and months. I can imagine, when it's built, those people in the Yamen are going to come and claim credit for it."

Qiao Wen thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Ouyang, since the building materials have everything and only lack manpower, we can help."

Ouyang Yuan said helplessly, "It's not like two or three manpower is enough."

Chen Canaan poured a mouthful of soda and said, "Isn't it just people? I'll bring people over to help tomorrow."

Ouyang Yuan said, "Any of you?"

Chen Canaan patted his chest and said, "There is nothing else, but there is certainly no shortage of people." Hexing Society has a lot of idle horsemen, and it's not a matter of minutes to catch a few strong men.

Ouyang Yuan laughed: "There is no money to pay for the oh!"

Chen Canaan tsked and said cheerfully, "If we want to make money, we don't come here either, we also walked out from the Nine Dragons Walled City, we just came all the way here and saw so many people living in makeshift sheds, it reminds us of the old days when a big family was crowded in a small house. If a little effort can help so many people, it's also a good thing."

Ouyang Yuan smiled broadly at his words, "OK, Ah Wei your two little bosses are very good, in the future follow people well, you will have a future."

On the side, Qiaowen rubbed his nose a little sheepishly. When he came over, he of course noticed the stragglers in the roadside sheds, many of them dragging their families along, and many of the wailing children sleeping just outside the leaky half-room.

He naturally felt pity and sympathy for these people, and also intended to help them rebuild their homes, but not really out of a desire to do good, but rather to gain favor in front of Ouyang Yuan, and in the meantime, earn the first reputation for their Wen Nan Real Estate.

Now listening to Chen Canaan say these words in a frank manner, he could not help but sweat in his heart, feeling that he was too much of a villain compared to the other party.

But all in all, they were lucky today.

Busy until the sunset, the two of them smiled and said goodbye to Tang Xingwei and Ouyang Yuan, walked out of the shanty area, mounted the motorcycle, stepped on the afterglow towards the slow home.

Chen Canaan's T-shirt was blown around in the evening breeze, and along with the unique sweaty odor of a young boy, it was also blown into the tip of Qiao Wen's nose.

It didn't smell good, but it wasn't obnoxious either, and there was even a little bit of it, inexplicably, that tickled.

Jovan felt a little out of sorts.

"Right Xiao Qiao, didn't you say you wanted to ask Uncle Ouyang to help design the villa? We're helping to rebuild the Quarry House area this time, so he should say yes, right?" Chen Canaan interrupted him out of place.

Jovian lost his smile, it turned out that he wasn't doing it out of pure help either, he just had a heart to heart with him.

"I don't know, we won't lose money by doing this anyway, consider it our first project for Wen Nan Real Estate."

Chen Canaan said, "Don't worry, I'll bring my brothers to work hard and impress his old man, so that he'll be too embarrassed to say no when the time comes."

Qiao Wen laughed, "Then whether or not our villa can be built depends on you!"

Although he was only half joking casually said, but Chen Canaan heard but suddenly felt that the task is important. Over the past year, Qiao Wen had been the mastermind behind all the big things, and it was because of Qiao Wen that the two families were able to live in high-rise apartments and live a comfortable, stable, and meat-eating life.

This time it was finally his turn to show off his skills, so naturally he had to do a good job.

Early the next morning, he went to the martial arts school to explain matters, and then went to the Kowloon Walled City to call for his fellows.

Since Zhao Shanhai returned to the west Jiang Yu Feng on the throne, and the Xing Society is trying to find ways to transform, a lot of black industry was cut off, only a little bit of rubbing the industry left. As a result, the little brother is often nothing to do, a nothing to do, want to make trouble, Jiang Yu Feng this do boss, is simply bitter.

Chen Canaan ran to ask for people, he immediately let the other side to bring the recent idle stupid twenty or thirty brothers, loaded a pickup truck, and drove to Kwun Tong's house area.

Although Chen Canaan led this group of people, as if the ghosts had entered the village, but because they were all strong and sturdy backwoodsmen, it was no problem to do the work.

Chen Canaan in order to seek performance in front of Ouyang Yuan, but also daily like chicken blood, coupled with the sweet mouth, Ouyang Yuan every day by his coaxing the corners of his mouth can not close.

He was originally very easy to like the child, frank and cheerful righteousness without heart, and also born a good skin, is simply the middle-aged killer. If not for the only daughter and son are already in middle school, Mr. Ouyang simply hate to recruit this strong boy as a son-in-law.

Because of his health, although Qiao Wen could not stay in the sun for a long time, much less do manual labor, but every day, as long as there was nothing important on his hands, he would definitely go and wait for Chen Canaan to go home with him.

Half a month has passed, but the days are still as hot as the summer heat.

Spare Chen Canaan is from childhood summer three volts winter practice three nines, body good enough to kill a few cows, against the recent ferocious autumn tigers, day after day in the blazing sun, work, but also not really easy.

On the other hand, this guy still didn't forget about learning English, no matter how tired he was, he had to ask Qiaowen to teach him a few sentences before he went to bed at night.

Although his mouth never shouted hard, but Qiao Wen see him a day sun than a day black, cheeks than earlier to be a few points thin, understand him these days, is indeed hard, can not help but give birth to heartache.

This year, although he had done a lot of things, but often it was just a matter of moving his head and mouth, and the things he sold were ultimately done by Chen Canaan, and the ones who suffered and were injured were also him.

It was as if, in Chen Canaan's view, all of this was natural and justified. But Qiaowen didn't see it that way, at least not as heavenly as he himself, a soul from a different world, could see it.

"Nan ......" He saw Chen Canaan, who was lying on the pillow, rubbing his shoulders and yawning, and put the English book and cards back on the bedside table, "Are your shoulders sore? I'll help you press it down."

Chen Canaan retracted the hand placed on his shoulder and casually said, "There are a few houses that have beams on them today, and those beams and pillars are so heavy that his shoulder is a bit sore from the pressure."

Qiaowen sat down cross-legged beside him, reached out and pressed his shoulder not too gently, and laughed, "Unfortunately, I'm not well enough to help you."

Chen Canaan snorted in disbelief, "I'll just do these jobs with my brothers, you don't need to do them even if you're in good health."

Qiao Wen thought for a moment and added, "Speaking of which, I really caused you to suffer a lot in this year."

Chen Canaan tilted his head and squinted at him, "Xiao Qiao, what are you talking about? If it weren't for you, could I be lying on such a big, comfortable bed?"

Qiao Wen said in his heart that it wasn't impossible, at least in the original world, he should have been living a better life than now for a long time, only that he later took a crooked path, and the good life didn't last more than a few years. He was silent for a moment and said, "We'll have a better life in the future, and it will continue to be good."

Chen Canaan nodded his head vigorously, resting his hands on the pillow to cushion his chin, and laughed, "Well, actually, I'm already very content now, I don't have to do anything harmful, and I'm not afraid of anyone coming to bully us. Most importantly, being able to be with you, Xiao Qiao, every day makes me happy every day."

Jovian lost his smile, "Can you be a little out of your league?"

Chen Canaan thought to himself, "I've got a big future, so I'll scare you by saying it. Thinking of his own great success, although he did not dare to say it to scare Qiao Wen, but he was happy with himself.

Qiao Wen felt that this guy was ancient and weird, and at first glance, he was just bubbling with bad water, and with a slight force on his hand, he asked sorrowfully, "Brother Nan, what are you thinking about?"

Chen Canaan hissed, and hurriedly cleared his throat with a desire to cover up, "I didn't think of anything, I just felt that you pressed it quite comfortably, so press it more for me."

Qiao Wen knew that he was definitely not thinking about this, but also did not continue to pursue the question, had to laughingly shake his head, his eyes inadvertently fell on his shoulders exposed outside the undershirt, do not know without looking, a look shocked, this is only just half a month, this guy is even back tanned, and his own pair of white hands, it is simply milk on chocolate.

He sighed silently, and the man who had been enjoying himself had at some point spread his hands and gone into the land of dark sweetness, even snoring a little.

Jovian held it down almost enough to half-lay down next to him, gently opening his hand on the pillow.

Because of the years of practicing boxing, his hands were a bit rougher than ordinary people, and his palms had old calluses, but today there were obviously a few more newly worn large blood blisters on those calluses.

He looked at the blood blisters, his brow furrowing slightly as he thought about it, and tiptoed to bring the iodine vapors and wiped him carefully with a cotton swab.

Chen Canaan never woke up, so it was evident that he was really too tired.

After rubbing it, he wrapped his own white hand around the other's large, dark, rough hand and gently rubbed it, silently gazing at the young, handsome face that lay half sideways on the pillow, laughing silently and muttering to himself, "I'm quite happy to be with this silly boy of yours every day."

Author's Note: Nan Zai: my great outburst scared you when I said it Little Joe: tell me about it

Nam: My big achievement is to make you my wife.

Xiao Qiao: Pawn

The second big copy of the temporary rhythm is a little slow, everyone do not rush ha ~ I strive to speed up the weekend plus more.