Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

Zhou Ye nearly fainted from anger, gesticulating excitedly, "Why didn't anyone tell me? I feel like a clown."

Liu Xi laughed dryly twice, "I thought you knew."

"After all, we came here in the same car. If I knew, would I scold Gong Huasui all the way?"

Zhou Ye raised his eyebrows and pointed at the three culprits nearby, "Oh oh oh oh, you're just waiting for me to make a fool of myself, right? You're really scheming!"

Guan Xiuning hummed indifferently, smiling the whole time, and just short of writing the words "disdain for stupidity" on his face.

Zhou Ye laughed in anger, "Okay, okay, okay, you bad friends! We are all bad friends! You've already lost me, don't even think about reconciling with me. We only have a cold relationship of interests now!"

Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open and Chi Qinghe came back after the meeting.

Two assistants followed him to report on the project progress. He was holding a phone in his hand and communicating in fluent French.

The aura of a negotiator still lingered on him, and when seen from a distance, people were afraid to approach him.

But when he saw the room was full of people, he quickly removed the seriousness in his eyes, covered the microphone, and greeted a few people with a smile on his face.

This scene happened when the spring snow on the iceberg was melting, and the people who watched it were stunned.

The office was rarely lively. Chi Qinghe quickly finished the task at hand and hung up the phone.

The assistant was also very perceptive. He closed the document in his hand and walked out quickly.

"The wind is really nice today, it blew everyone together."

Chi Qinghe took the water handed to him by Gong Huasui, drank it to moisten his throat, and whispered thank you.

"You're welcome." Gong Huasui had been smiling since Chi Qinghe came in, and he happily acted as Chi Qinghe's tail.

The other four people looked at their intimate interaction, turned their heads away tacitly, and turned back after two seconds.

No...what is there for them to avoid?

No kiss, nothing happened.

But I just have an inexplicable feeling that I shouldn't be here, but should be outside.

All four of them come from wealthy families. They all entered their own companies for training and worked on large projects worth billions of yuan.

On the surface, he seems to be similar to Chi Qinghe, making money by borrowing his parents' resources.

But at present they are only limited to following, mainly listening and learning, and are unable to lead the entire project.

Chi Qinghe is not only in a dominant position, but also handles several large projects worth tens of billions of yuan at the same time.

Because of this so-called "other people's child", Song Xulin and the other three were often scolded at home, saying that they should be like Chi Qinghe...

Align? How?

The fathers in their family might not even be able to defeat Uncle Chi, yet they still have the unrealistic idea of ​​letting the younger ones defeat Chi Qinghe?

The genes are there, the son Uncle Chi gives birth to will only be more abnormal!

How can they catch up!

What's wrong with Chi Qinghe's brain?

We used to be in the same class, and I foolishly thought that he only had the aura of a genius.

I also thought that once we enter society, everyone has a similar foundation, so no matter how big the gap is, it won’t be that big.

But reality slapped them in the face.

At this time, Zhou Ye couldn't hold back his burning curiosity and asked.

"Are you really serious? You didn't create this specifically to cover other hot spots?"

Chi Qinghe guessed their intention, took Gong Huasui's hand, and showed the ring to everyone, "You are really together."

Everyone suddenly took a breath of cold air.

Zhou Ye quickly asked, "Do you really have a child?"

"friend's."

Liu Xi also joined the gossip, "And that official announcement, was it really a slip of the hand by Even? Or was it intentional?"

Chi Qinghe subconsciously exchanged glances with Gong Huasui regarding this question. "It was a slip of the hand. He's been under a lot of work pressure lately, so it's normal for him to make small mistakes."

"A small mistake? We drove all the way here, and at every traffic light we stopped at, we could hear a large number of people discussing your relationship. The internet was in an uproar..." Guan Xiuning frowned, "If you keep going like this, someone will definitely target you deliberately."

Liu Xi echoed, looking worried. "That's right. With Even's current fame and influence, he has a lot of sasaeng fans. We're really worried about you getting retaliated against. There was even a case of a sasaeng fan throwing sulfuric acid and disfiguring someone's face."

As if to verify this statement, when a few people were planning to go out for a gathering in the evening, a dark shadow emerged from somewhere.

Chi Qinghe didn't even have time to see the man's face clearly. He only remembered that his hand was briefly loosened, followed by a sound like broken bones and the clanging of bottles falling to the ground.

"what--"

His hand was wrapped in a warm palm again. Chi Qinghe keenly sensed the faint trembling body of the person beside him. He gave him a soothing look.

Only then did he look at the person groaning in pain on the ground.

The man was about 1.7 meters tall, a little frail, and wrapped tightly. There was a newly opened brown glass bottle lying next to him.

The bottle cap was only pushed up a little bit, and the liquid inside had no time to spill out. It could only leak out through the tiny gap and drip onto the ground, making a sizzling sound that made your scalp tingle.

In just a few seconds, the splashed area turned black, as if it was burnt, which was enough to show its high concentration.

It's hard to imagine, if this thing is poured on someone...

Gong Huasui was emitting cold energy all over his body, and brutal murderous intent was reflected in his eyes. The stalker lying on the ground had just recovered and wanted to say hello to his idol excitedly, but he was so scared that he peed his pants.

Security arrived quickly and detained the terrorist on the ground without any explanation.

The captain stepped forward tremblingly to apologize, "I'm sorry, Mr. Chi, I scared you. Are you hurt?"

Chi Qinghe's expression turned ugly. "How did he get in?"

"He must be a friend of an employee at the company. He borrowed the car and his ID card. The company system recognized that the license plate had been recorded and automatically let him pass."

Chi Qinghe: "Investigate the matter thoroughly. If the situation is true, there is no need to keep the person."

The captain didn't dare to be vague, "Yes, yes!"

The police car was already on the way, and as parties involved, they needed to take a statement, so they had no choice but to change the party time.

When the incident happened, Song Xulin and the other three were riding another elevator, which was slower than theirs, so they only had time to see the black shadow flying out.

When they left, he was silent for a rare moment, his eyes shifting between Chi Qinghe and Gong Huasui, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

Gong Huasui's eyelids were tense, and not only did he not let go of Chi Qinghe's hand, he held it even tighter.

The police arrived quickly, driving their own car behind the police car.

Gong Huansui was not in good condition, and Chi Qinghe didn't dare let him drive. He fiddled with the steering wheel while comforting him.

"It was just an accident. It has nothing to do with you and it's not your fault. Don't think about it."

Gong Huasui leaned his arms against the car window, holding up his head and staring blankly at the bustling streets lit up with colorful lights at night.

After a long time, he turned his head and looked at the young man in the driver's seat who had a worried look on his face.

"Qinghe, I will pay the penalty for breach of contract, I will pay the money, I want to quit the circle now, don't arrange any more work for me, let me accompany you."

As he said that, he took out his cell phone.

A series of transfer message prompts sounded in the carriage.

There happened to be a traffic light ahead, so Chi Qinghe stepped on the brakes.

He swiftly snatched Gong Huasui's phone away, preventing him from constantly entering the payment password to transfer money to him.

"I'll be fine, believe me." Chi Qinghe stretched out his hands and held his fingers tightly.

Gong Huasui raised his eyelids, his dark brown eyes fixed on him, the fear and bitterness in his eyes made Chi Qinghe feel distressed.

"Qinghe, I don't dare to trust you anymore."

These two days have been too wonderful, and he will not allow anyone to disrupt his life and take Qinghe away from him again.

His current state can no longer withstand the next five years...

When he first entered the police station, the illegitimate child was very arrogant, saying that his family was powerful and the police station could not detain him.

Within two days, he would be released on bail and continue to throw sulfuric acid on Chi Qinghe.

In the past, when encountering such things, Chi Qinghe's most common expression was to mock the other party's arrogance and stupidity.

But now, his whole heart is on Gong Huasui.

There was something very wrong with him. He was too quiet the whole time. He didn't look at him, nor did he act coquettishly with him. His eyes were fixed somewhere vaguely. He answered whatever the police asked and was unbelievably obedient.

Chi Qinghe was scared. He tried hard to change the topic, hoping that Gong Huasui would talk more, or lose his temper with him, be more willful, and not shut himself off like he was now.

He compromised, holding Gong Huasui's hand, applying a little more force.

"I promise you, we'll quit the entertainment industry. I'll have them issue a statement tomorrow morning. I'll be with you 24 hours a day, okay?"

Gong Huasui struggled with his fingers, as if trying to pull his hand back, but Chi Qinghe was unwilling to let go, and the two of them remained in a stalemate.

Two minutes later, Chi Qinghe finally got his answer.

"Ah."

As Chi Qinghe laughed, tears started to form in the corners of his eyes, but he didn't dare let Gong Huasui see it, so he turned his face away and quickly wiped the tears away.

"Are you feeling unwell? Does your throat still hurt? Is it hard to speak?"

"No, it doesn't hurt, it's not uncomfortable." Gong Huansui's voice remained flat.

Chi Qinghe forced a smile, "That's good, as long as you don't feel uncomfortable."

As long as you are healthy, I won’t talk to Sui Sui if I don’t want to.

In the end, the illegitimate student was detained for intentional injury, but Chi Qinghe was still cautious.

It just so happened that the director knew Lao Chi, so he went over to chat with him. The other party immediately understood what he meant and said that he would not tolerate it.

Before leaving, Chi Qinghe specifically emphasized that if the other party moved out and the situation could not be handled properly, he could be contacted at any time.

After finishing the statement and leaving the police station, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Gong Huasui rarely refused Chi Qinghe's offer of transportation and asked the housekeeper to come and pick him up.

Chi Qinghe looked at the gradually disappearing taillights and felt increasingly uneasy.

It's especially easy to make mistakes when you have something on your mind.

When he forgot to brake for the third time and almost hit the car in front, Chi Qinghe held on to the last bit of his sanity and stopped the car on the side of the road.

As soon as he stopped, his emotions got out of control and he pounded the steering wheel with his fists.

One punch.

Two punches.

Three punches.

His face was distorted with anger, his chest was rising and falling rapidly, his breathing was heavy and disordered, and veins were bulging on his arms and forehead. He looked like a real thug.

But fifteen seconds later, when he took the third deep breath, Chi Qinghe's out-of-control emotions had completely subsided.

If it weren't for the broken bones and bleeding, it would be hard for anyone to associate this gentle and noble man with violence.

He pulled an unopened pack of cigarettes from the small compartment under the center console.

After getting off the bus, I looked around but couldn't find a place to sit.

The summer evening breeze is very comfortable. When it blows on your face, it feels like being brushed by cool and soft silk.

Chi Qinghe leaned lazily against the lamppost, with his head slightly lowered, lighting the cigarette between his lips.

He is not a smoker. For him, smoking is one of the ways to relieve stress, and the least efficient one at that.

He smoked without much interest, raised his eyelids, crossed the street, and saw the bustling food street across the street.

People were coming and going, and many internet celebrities were filming there. The noise and honking of horns came pouring in, silently stirring Chi Qinghe's troubled emotions.

Chi Qinghe frowned slightly, lowered his eyes, and silently quickened his hands' movements.

The street lights tonight are white and very cold. When they shine on my body, it feels like a layer of cold and hard shell, making my face look even paler and more inhuman.

The orange-red sparks on the fingertips flickered in the wind. As soon as the misty white fog rose, it was swept away by the wind and faded away.

He raised his head slightly, and the glaring light forced him to squint his eyes. The white mist drifted in his direction towards the street light.

"very noisy……"

The next day.

There was a fierce noise in the meeting room of Yongxing Media.

The news of being attacked by stalkers in the parking lot yesterday was promptly blocked by Chi Qinghe. No one in the company knew about it except the security guards.

Therefore, when everyone heard the news that Gong Huasui was going to retire early in the morning, they were very excited, especially Xu Yun, the agent who was responsible for managing Gong Huasui.

She wanted to call Gong Huasui to confirm it in person, but the phone on the other end was turned off.

She suppressed her anger and turned to look at Chi Qinghe in the center.

"Boss Chi, Gong Huasui can't just quit the industry. His schedule for the next six months is pretty much set. If he cancels the contract entirely, the liquidated damages won't be affordable."

Other senior executives also frowned in agreement.

"According to the normal contract termination process, not to mention that Gong Huasui has to be here to discuss it with us, and furthermore, if the artist unilaterally terminates the contract, all liquidated damages must be paid by Gong Huasui himself. We have no reason to help him."

"Even has multiple endorsements, and it's impossible to split them up in a short period of time."

"That's right, the best-case scenario is that after paying the penalty, the brand won't pursue the matter, but we can't rule out pursuing them in the future. Our artists will no longer be a priority for them."

"Even accounts for almost all of Yongxing's resources. He generates nearly half of the company's revenue. If he leaves, the company will undoubtedly suffer a significant loss."

"Mr. Chi, has Even discussed his reasons for leaving the entertainment industry with you? Could it be that just because he accidentally announced something yesterday and it wasn't supported, he wants to terminate his contract? Mr. Chi, why don't you try to persuade him again?"

There was a constant buzz of discussion, and Chi Qinghe hadn't slept all night, with a dull pain in his temples.

He tapped the table with his fingers, and the meeting room suddenly became quiet.

"The penalty will be paid from my personal account, and I will bear all the consequences and losses."

No matter how hard he tried to hide it, he couldn't hide the fatigue in his words.

Seeing Chi Qinghe's expression, everyone tactfully stopped refutating.

The boss has spoken and taken all the responsibility on himself, so they can only obey.