Stealing The Wind But Not The Moon [Completed]

45. Xiang Mingzhang Said, "Follow Me."

Xiang Mingzhang was taken aback, questioning whether the person before him was truly Chu Zhichen or not.

This nonsensical sentence left him puzzled, as it seemed to be a denial from someone else's perspective, rather than a self-denial.

Leaning slightly closer, Xiang Mingzhang called out, "Chu Zhichen?"

The face on the pillow remained unchanged, the chest rose and fell with steady breaths, and a faint scent of alcohol wafted from exhales. Chu Zhichen was fast asleep.

Not receiving a response, Xiang Mingzhang realized it was simply incoherent sleep talk. There was no need to overthink it. He gently tucked the quilt for Chu Zhichen and left the eye drops on the bedside table.

Returning to his executive suite across the way, Xiang Mingzhang joined a video conference with the sales department and attended to official business remotely.

After the meeting, he made a call to Xu Liao.

No one had contacted him at home all day, perhaps out of annoyance or neglect. Once the call connected, he instructed, "The old man is in the hospital. Go find out what's happening."

Xu Liao, known for being taciturn, simply replied, "Understood."

Before ending the call, Xiang Mingzhang added suddenly, "Also, do another task for me."

Autumn in Beijing inevitably brought strong winds. Chu Zhichen was awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of the wind, and in the darkness of the room, it took him a while to orient himself.

During his sleep, he had several dreams, all of which seemed to be memories from the past, as if he feared forgetting them.

Unable to fall back asleep, Chu Zhichen remained still in bed until dawn.

He got up and noticed that his shirt and pants were wrinkled from a night's rest. After taking a shower, he changed into a fresh set of clothes.

The meeting was continuing that day, and they had agreed to have breakfast at the hotel's coffee shop on the first floor.

Chu Zhichen arrived last, grabbed a newspaper, and pulled out a chair next to Xiang Mingzhang. Meng Tao remarked, "Secretary Chu, I didn't order for you. Mr. Xiang mentioned that you prefer hot coffee and are worried about it turning cold."

"It's alright, I'll take care of it myself." Chu Zhichen opened the economics page, scanning from left to right, his gaze straying to the seat next to him.

Xiang Mingzhang was a man of impeccable taste. His black suit was tailored to perfection, and his dark tweed tie was a subtle nod to his sartorial flair, projected an air of sophistication.

He broke the silence, asking, "Have you rested enough?"

Chu Zhichen replied, "Yes."

Xiang Mingzhang advised, "Don't overexert yourself."

Chu Zhichen concealed yesterday's fatigue, stating, "It's fine, it was because Moutai's alcohol is too strong."

Xiang Mingzhang questioned, "Will you continue to drink in the future, despite violating your own precepts this time?"

Chu Zhichen decided to assess the situation, knowing that social occasions might make it unavoidable. Flipping through the newspaper, he looked up and noticed two men entering the coffee shop with suitcases.

One of them was Li Heng, and the other appeared to be his assistant.

Xiang Mingzhang also noticed their arrival and stirred his coffee, asking, "Is he also here on business in Beijing?"