What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

Chen Song parked the car diagonally and looked at her with a smile on his lips: "Happy New Year."

"Sister, who is he?" He Lang felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy when he saw a strange man running up to his sister and wishing her a Happy New Year.

Chen Song opened the trunk and took out a box of fireworks. These fireworks were of a completely different level from the small firecrackers that He Lang set off. They were much cooler.

He Lang's attention was immediately drawn to him. He took a few steps forward, realized something, and looked back at He Yue, and then at Chen Song.

Chen Song placed a box of fireworks in front of He Lang: "For you."

"I can't take your things without reason." He Lang is a man of integrity.

Chen Song smiled and rubbed his head: "I am friends with your sister, and I am also friends with you, right?"

"You are my sister's friend?" He Lang glanced at He Yue, who nodded. He then became happy, "Then you are also my friend."

He Lang had new fireworks, which made the kids next to him very jealous. The more jealous they were, the more proud he was, and they couldn't stop setting them off one after another.

"Is this very expensive?" He Yue asked.

"Small problem." Chen Song looked at her, "This little money is nothing to me." He looked at He Yue's nose tip that was red from the wind, "It can also be your money."

The implication was so strong that He Yue wanted to vomit.

She was about to turn her head away from the topic when a child accidentally threw firecrackers at her feet. Fortunately, Chen Song was quick-witted and pulled He Yue into his arms, so she was not blown up.

"Hey! Can't you see there's someone here?" He Lang was angry and stopped playing with fireworks.

"It's okay, He Lang." He Yue hurried to pull him, "I'm not hurt."

"I almost got hurt!" He Lang said angrily.

He Yue turned around and found Chen Song smiling happily with his eyes narrowed.

Just now, he hugged her and lowered his head slightly, and he smelled the faint fragrance on her body.

He Yue pulled He Lang and said to Chen Song, "I'm sorry, I have to take him back. You should take these fireworks back too. Don't waste them."

"I'll listen to you." Chen Song said with a smile, but in the next second he grabbed He Yue's wrist, "You seem to have forgotten to say Happy New Year to me."

Looking at He Lang's curious gaze, He Yue blushed and said, "Happy New Year." Then she ran away with He Lang.

She was shy.

Realizing this, Chen Song smiled even more happily. You see, no woman can escape from his clutches.

Chen Song bent down and lit all the fireworks at the same time. Brilliant colors rushed into the sky, as if celebrating for him.

After watching the last firework finish, Chen Song whistled contentedly and got back into the car. He happened to see Ma Feilu hanging up the phone in annoyance.

"What's wrong?" Chen Song was in a good mood and his tone was much more relaxed.

"What else can we do? They asked us to go back home to celebrate the New Year. Ugh, what good food can we have if we celebrate the New Year with them?"

Ma Feilu talked a lot, but Chen Song didn't respond. Then he turned his head to see what Chen Song was doing, but he didn't expect that his brother was staring at his hands in a daze.

Soon, Chen Song sighed: "Feilu, why is she still underage?"

Ma Feilu understood Chen Song’s meaning in seconds: “You’ll be an adult soon, so you’ll have to be restrained when the time comes.” He thrust his body upward, and the brothers’ dirty words blew through the car window and spread along the long street.

No one noticed Yue Zhou on the side of the road. He couldn't see anything now, but he could hear all the dirty words, which seemed to be digging out his heart and making it difficult for him to breathe.

He immediately took out his cell phone and called Zhang Ping: "Zhang Ping, have you found out what I asked you to check before?"

Zhang Ping was also celebrating the New Year. He covered the receiver and walked aside before saying, "We found out that He Yue has been very close to a man named Chen Song recently. That man made his fortune in the entertainment industry. His company is called Changqing, and he tried to buy Yue's shares before."

"Why didn't you tell me before?"

Maybe it was because he had been running all the way, but the cold wind entered his lungs and made Yue Zhou feel like breathing was cut by a knife. He squatted down with difficulty, trying to slow himself down.

"Xiao Zhou, I'm afraid it will affect you. President Bo said that you still need surgery." Zhang Ping looked into the affairs of He Yue and Chen Song, and naturally found out about He Yue's family background and past.

He watched Yuezhou grow up, and any outsider would say that Heyue and Yuezhou are not a good match.

That's why he dragged the matter on. Anyway, he thought Chen Song was very good to He Yue and He Yue would not be in danger, so there was nothing worth talking to Yue Zhou about.

Yue Zhou gritted his teeth and stood up, looking for a vacant taxi on the road: "I understand."

Zhang Ping had sharp ears and heard Yue Zhou's voice: "Xiao Zhou, you are back from England? Where are you? Do you want me to pick you up? It's getting dark, don't run around."

Yue Zhou thought for a moment and said, "Go to Genting Hotel to pick me up and take me to the airport in half an hour."

The top floor of Genting Hotel is not for sale. Every room here is designed as a single apartment. The current head of the Yue family, Bo Yuhan, is temporarily living here.

Today is New Year's Day. Bo Yuyan asked him to go back to England so that they could celebrate the New Year together, but he refused.

With Bo Yuyan in charge of the Bo family, he couldn't squeeze in. Bo Yuhan had his own plans. He wanted to quickly familiarize himself with the domestic market and start his own business as soon as possible.

Yue's is a good training opportunity.

There was a knock on the door. Bo Yuhan looked over. He had no friends in the country.

Even though he thought so, he still opened the door and hesitated for a moment when he looked at the boy at the door: "Yue Zhou? Did you fall?"

Yue Zhou had poor vision and was in such a hurry to get over that he accidentally fell down the stairs, so he looked a little embarrassed.

"Just a scratch." Yue Zhou said lightly.

Bo Yuhan let him in: "I'll ask someone to bring up a medical kit."

"Uncle Bo." Yue Zhou didn't have much time left, he had to rush back to the airport, "To make a long story short, a company called Changqing has recently emerged in Qucheng."

"I know." When he first took over Yue's company, many people wanted to take advantage of it, including Chang Qing. "I want to ask you to help me keep an eye on Chang Qing's movements."

Bo Yuhan glanced at the embarrassed Yue Zhou.

This matter could actually be resolved with just one phone call, but Yue Zhou couldn't see clearly at night, so he still came to talk to him in person.

"Why?" Bo Yuhan has never been someone who is easy to manipulate. "If you want me to do this, you must tell me the reason."

"Changqing was first established in Guangcheng and then moved to Qucheng. It has always been mainly engaged in the entertainment industry. However, Changqing bought the land from my aunt before and also competed for the railway project that the Yue family has been eyeing. Its growth rate is very unusual." Yue Zhou connected all the clues together through the information collected by Zhang Ping in the car. He felt that there must be someone behind Chen Song.

Yue Zhou paused and decided to tell the truth. In this way, maybe there would be someone in Qucheng who could help him take care of He Yue.

"Also, the founder of Evergreen has been very close to my classmate recently, and I'm worried that she'll get involved in something she shouldn't be involved in."

"Female classmates?" Bo Yuhan was very good at grasping the key points.

Yue Zhou still admitted frankly: "Yes."

"I understand." Bo Yuhan said as he turned the computer around. The photo on it was of Chen Song. "You're right, but it's not just the railway project. He also bid for a piece of land that will be demolished soon." Bo Yuhan flipped his hands and said, "At least three hundred."

"It's impossible to say there is no inside information," said Yue Zhou.

"That's right." Bo Yuhan looked at the photo of Chen Song on the computer, "He's still a capable opponent."

Yue Zhou had long heard how decisive Bo Yuhan's style of doing things was. He liked to find opponents for himself, and once he found one, he would suppress the opponent and get pleasure from it.

Yue Zhou wrote down a string of numbers: "This is my cell phone number..."

Yue Zhou handed the note over, but Bo Yuhan didn't take it. He looked at Yue Zhou calmly, "Why should I help you?" He raised his coffee and took a sip, "I'm a businessman. I won't get up early without profit."

"what do you want?"

Bo Yuhan didn't expect that an 18-year-old boy could negotiate so well. He stretched out his hand and said, "When you take over Yue's again, you have to give me 5% of the shares." He analyzed for Yue Zhou, "You have to know that this 5% can make you more money."

Right now, Yue Clan needs someone to take control, and Bo Yuhan is the best choice. Otherwise, Yue Clan will definitely lose more than 10%.

"it is good."

"Okay, I'll help you keep an eye on your female classmates." Bo Yuhan took the note, "Remember to say Happy New Year to me, my brother and sister-in-law, and that troublemaker."