The patron is sick

In the early morning, in the dark at the back door of the hotel, two men were smoking cigarettes lovingly.

"Brother, sister Mei dotes on you so much, why don't you think about it." One of them patted the other on the shoulder: "Brother, I have nowhere to go, so it's miserable."

"That's useless. The arm can't twist the thigh. Zhu's family has a great career. Sister Mei dare not argue with the surname Zhu, otherwise I wouldn't be able to match him." The man took a puff of cigarette bitterly: "Tsk tsk, The gold master personally waited for him to get off work, and even came forward to invite the crew to dinner, it's so beautiful! I have never suffered such a useless attitude in my life!"

"Zhu Er is just a lunatic, how can you use common sense to consider it. Zhu's family business will not be left to this lunatic son, of course he doesn't need to care about face and influence. Don't make yourself angry because of this." Another person comforted.

"But I can't stop this lunatic from being a lover!" The young one threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his feet, furious: "How could Sister Mei be willing to spare me for me like him? What if the lunatic happens to be still young?" Love, don't we have to endure the bad breath of the two of us!"

"I wish you two long-term love, and Shao Zigui won't last long." His companion comforted him: "It's true that Zhu's family let this crazy son go. But during this trip to Bincheng, I heard a lot of gossip. Mr. Zhu is planning to retire, and Mr. Zhu is about to take over. When the family business is in Mr. Zhu's hands, with that young master's temperament, can he let Mr. Zhu make trouble?"

"To put it lightly, succession is a matter of a day or two, and there is still a while to endure!" The man spat gloomyly.

"It's okay, look at my brother to find a way to mess up the two of them." The other person was more optimistic: "That lunatic has little experience when he goes out, and he might fall into the trap as soon as he hooks up."

"Brother, you are very hardworking, even a lunatic wants to sacrifice himself for others." He smiled affectionately.

"I'm not as lucky as you, but I'm not covered by Sister Mei. I have to go to the doctor in a hurry, catch whoever is who, I can't be so empty all the time." The two laughed together, put out their cigarette butts, and walked shoulder to shoulder Far.

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Zhu Ye listened to the passage without beginning or end, and he probably knew why they dared to bully the little cutie.

In the final analysis, it wasn't that Shao Zigui didn't handle it well, but that he didn't handle it well.

It is he who should not be underestimated.

Zhu Ye made his already light steps even lighter, dodged them, and left under the cover of night.

After Mr. Zhu left, Shao Zigui still didn't feel sleepy, and was bored playing with his mobile phone.

He stared at the missed call from 10 minutes ago in a daze.Mr. Zhu must be really anxious to find him in the middle of the night.He thought about it, and felt that he should be more polite to his elders, not to mention that no matter how bad the relationship is, it will be the future... so what.So decided to go back.

At that time, Zhu Qingxiang was walking in the courtyard of the villa.

Home is like a cage, Su Hui is like a ghost, he doesn't want to enter the house.

The sudden bad news drove away the old man's drowsiness, and the remorse and longing that had been suppressed for many years surged in uncontrollably, prompting him to make a rude act of calling someone in the middle of the night.

It can also be seen that he doesn't respect the little artist Shao Zigui that much.

Artists, they must still be having fun at this time, how could they rest so early.

The rejection of the phone call was unexpected to him, and this touch of anger aggravated his anxiety.Zhu Qingxiang paced restlessly in the courtyard, round and round.

Shao Zigui's call came back.

"Mr. Zhu, I'm sorry," he said in a very humble manner, "Mr. Zhu was here just now, and he hung up the phone."

Still fooling around together in the middle of the night!

Zhu Qingxiang's mouth twitched slightly in the night.

"Now that he has gone back, I will come back for you."

Throw it away after use, it seems that you are nothing more than that.

Zhu Qingxiang wanted to relieve his hatred.

"It's okay." The old man forgave him very insincerely, and it was all polite.

"About what you said, Mr. Zhu means that there is no need to exchange contact information." Shao Zigui said, sounding confident.He realized that he was rejecting the request of the legendary President Zhu, and his liver and gallbladder were trembling.

Grief is contagious, even over the phone.As soon as these words were uttered, Shao Zigui really felt the pain suppressed by the old man coming through the signal tower, overwhelming.

Before Zhu Qingxiang fell into despair, Shao Zigui said again: "But Mr. Zhu also said that if you have anything, you can pass it on through me."

Zhu Qingxiang gasped, as if he had heard a joke.

Between father and son, an actor is going to insert a stick horizontally and act as a megaphone.He had reason to suspect that Shao Zigui was deceiving on purpose, maybe he never asked Zhu Ye's opinion at all, and he made up everything.

But what can he do?This little artist is his only breakthrough, even if Shao Zigui plays him like a monkey, he still has to confess.

In addition, this child has a very cute and lovable face, not like a villain with a lot of flowers.

Zhu Qingxiang has been ups and downs in the business world all his life. He has never been afraid of things, never obeyed anyone, but he can only accept his fate in this meeting.

He admits that not all problems, he has the time and ability to overcome them.

If the knot between him and Zhu Ye is not untied, there will be no chance.

But he didn't know if he could solve it or not.

"Then please tell him..." The old man sighed, "His father has cancer and is dying soon."

Shao Zigui was struck by lightning.He was stiff all over, never thought that such a big melon hit his head, and he needed to hold it to Mr. Zhu.

The next day, Zhu Ye went home to have lunch with Zhuo Yuanhang.

There were only grandparents and grandchildren at the dining table, Zhuo Yuanhang looked at him with a smile, and asked, "Did you have fun outside last night? Are you still used to living here?"

"Well, I invited a lot of people to dinner, and the atmosphere is not bad." Zhu Ye answered the conversation with a calm demeanor: "The hotel Xiaoyao found is also good, it's very quiet."

"A lot of people?" Zhuo Yuanhang was very curious, because as far as he knew, Zhu Ye didn't make friends.

Although in terms of job responsibilities, Yao Shidan needs to report the young master's activities in detail, but Zhuo Yuanhang is unwilling to listen to formulaic reports, and prefers to listen to Zhu Ye himself.

"It's Zi Gui's colleagues." Zhu Ye copied Yao Shidan's words: "Xiao Yao said that it's the first time I've been there, and the etiquette should be to treat guests to show friendship."

"Did you eat with so many people?" Zhuo Yuanhang was very surprised: "Didn't you find it difficult to deal with even having guests at home for dinner in the past? If you didn't save me, I think you would like to ask someone to send it to your study go eat."

"I have to try, I can't stay at home for the rest of my life." This was a great decision, Zhu Ye subconsciously stopped his chopsticks when he said this, and stared at his grandfather with piercing eyes.

"Hahaha." Because of his grandson's change of mind, Zhuo Yuanhang suddenly smiled heartily, and finally said: "It seems that you like that kid very much."

"He is my best friend," Zhu Ye added seriously, "he is a very important person."

"Hmm..." Zhuo Yuanhang looked at him thoughtfully, and asked leisurely, "But didn't you say that he doesn't even remember the past?"

"Maybe it's not important to him, so just forget it." Zhu Ye couldn't be said to be angry, even disappointed: "I just remember."

"Since he's such an important friend, I'll take him to my house when I have time, and let my grandpa have a look." Zhuo Yuanhang became very interested in the boy from the city.

"Okay," Zhu Ye readily agreed, and then said sadly, "But he's going to be filming recently, so I'm afraid he won't be free. I'll invite him to my house to play after he finishes his work."

"It's not because of your blind help that made him so busy, now there is no one to play with you." The old man dismissed him.

"That's what he likes to do," Zhu Ye defended the cutie, and then acted like a baby with a childish expression: "Besides, I still have grandpa to accompany me!"

"Who wants to play with you, I'm busy!" Zhuo Yuanhang didn't agree with him.

The grandparents and grandchildren laughed for a while, and Uncle Wu came to invite someone, saying that the guests had arrived.

Zhuo Yuanhang looked at the time with unsatisfied interest, two o'clock in the afternoon was indeed the appointed time earlier.The company has been handed over to the management team a few years ago. He, the chairman, is no longer on duty. The general manager comes to his home every Monday, Wednesday and Friday afternoons to report on the company's operations. Many things still need to be decided by the elderly.Zhuo Yuanhang is trying to gradually let go, so that even after a hundred years, he can be stable and Zhu Ye will have no worries about food and clothing.

"Look, just say that I'm very busy, so I don't have time to play with you." Zhuo Yuanhang made a face at Zhu Ye, got up and left the table leaning on crutches.

"Grandpa!" Zhu Ye stopped him unexpectedly.

Zhuo Yuanhang looked at his cramped and nervous grandson, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Zhu Ye asked, "Can I go together?"

The old man was stunned, and at that moment there was a mixture of sorrow and joy.

When he brought Zhu Ye back from Bincheng, he only hoped that he could persevere and never imagined that he could wait till this day.

"Okay." Zhuo Yuanhang agreed in a hoarse voice.

He was really more and more curious about Shao Zigui.

Xiao Yang has a cheerful personality. After raising his tail, he immediately started jumping up and down to make friends.Only thinking of Mr. Zhu leaving late at night, he hated Brother Shao.

Everyone treats you like that, can you be more promising?If you can't even keep one person, you will regret it in the future!

In fact, after Zhu Ye's visit, Shao Zigui's situation improved a lot.However, the sad news of Zhu Qingxiang's cancer weighed on his heart, and his mood was not much easier.

He couldn't imagine Zhu Ye's mood when he heard this, but he didn't want to call Mr. Zhu over again and make him exhausted, and he also felt that it was inappropriate to talk about it on the phone.

Because I care about Mr. Zhu's reaction, I have to watch by my side to feel at ease.

After thinking about it, Shao Zigui decided to ask the director for a day off.But he is the lead actor, and his schedule is full every day, so it's really not easy to say this.

After listening to his request, Director Tang didn't feel furious as expected, and lazily said with a cigarette in his mouth, "Xiao Shao, what happened yesterday wasn't enough for you to vent your anger. Is this show of affection becoming a series?"

"Really not," Shao Zigui couldn't argue, and pleaded, wringing his fingers, "Director Tang, I really have something to talk to Mr. Zhu face to face, and I can't always call him over."

"All right, all right," Director Tang waved him away: "It's not a big deal to tune in for a day, I'll take care of it for you."

Shao Zigui looked at him gratefully, feeling that the matter was solved too simply.

Tang Dao is so wise. Seeing his expression, he took the initiative to explain: "I really didn't sell my face to Mr. Zhu, but to you. You have been tortured miserably these days, so take a good rest for a day."

Shao Zigui thanked him again and again, and rushed back to the city overnight after the play was over that day.