The patron is sick

The next day, Shao Zigui was woken up by Zhu Ye.

He thought that the soft kiss was pawing over the little cutie's face, and he didn't want to wake him up at all, but it turned out to be the opposite.

The man's breath made it tickle, Shao Zigui stretched out his hand and scratched the left side of his cheek, and slowly opened his eyes.

He was so startled by the face so close that he almost bounced away.As soon as the muscles tightened, he realized that there was an ambiguous soreness all over his body.

This plot is unreasonable, isn't Mr. Zhu a sick man?But if you think about it carefully, there seems to be no necessary connection between the quality of the waist and the quality of the kidney function.

He honestly admits his failure, is in pain and satisfied.

"Scared?" Zhu Ye's face darkened, obviously not satisfied with his reaction.In vain, he struggled with the early biological clock and stayed in bed with the cutie until now.

The little cutie squirmed back quickly, took the initiative to drill into his arms, and said to please the good boy: "I saw Mr. Zhu as soon as I opened my eyes. I thought it was a dream."

"It's not a dream." Zhu Ye replied affirmatively, this time capturing his lips unceremoniously.

The two lingered for a while, got up together, and washed side by side.

Zhu Ye is very careful, remembering that he needs to show up in public today, and the traces are left in places that can be covered by clothes. It can be said that he really considers him.

In the end, even the shirt buttons were buttoned by Mr. Zhu one by one for him. Shao Zi stood stupidly, like a paralyzed cripple, enjoying the personal service of the benefactor with peace of mind.

"Mr. Zhu?" He whispered, calling the other party.

"Huh?" Zhu Ye helped him button the bottom button, tugged at the hem of the clothes, smoothed out the wrinkles, and then raised his head.He was too tall, and when he stood up straight, the cutie only reached his chin.

Shao Zigui looked up at him, and asked the question that had been puzzling him all this time: "Why does Mr. Zhu like me so much?"

"Think slowly." Zhu Ye's lips curled into a smirk, doting and charming.

"I'm stupid, I can't figure it out," said Zhen·Pride and pride·Little cutie pushed her nose up and rubbed her cheek against Zhu Ye's chest, coquettishly: "You tell me, okay?" ?”

Zhu Ye was unexpectedly hard-hearted, and responded with a cold face, only saying: "I told you." Then he ignored him, and it was useless to let him rub his face bald.

Zhu Ye tidied him up quickly, turned around and went back to the bathroom to shave.

Xiao Yang's call came after him, asking him why he didn't act in unison with everyone, and where to pick him up, the event is about to start!

Shao Zigui said with a guilty conscience that he was here with Mr. Zhu and would rush over on time, so there was no need to pick him up.

As soon as Xiao Yang heard that Mr. Zhu was also in Bincheng, he immediately changed his attitude, and praised him with a smile on his face, knowing how to sacrifice his body to turn the tide.

Shao Zigui panicked with embarrassment, thinking that dedicating his life was a devotion, but where did the rage come from?Obviously newlyweds, with deep affection and sweetness, the years are quiet and beautiful.

Just as he hung up Xiao Yang's phone, Zhu Ye's cell phone rang, and the caller was Yao Shidan.

"Mr. Zhu, Xiao Yao's phone number!" Shao Zigui ran to the bedside to get his phone, intending to pass it to him in the bathroom.

"Help me pick it up." Zhu Yeteng didn't make a move, and naturally granted him all the privileges of a wife.

Shao Zigui was happy to enjoy it, feeling relieved, and pressed the release button at the door of the bathroom.

Yao Shidan's work reports are always concise and concise, without any opening remarks. He said: "Mr. Zhu, I have already studied your explanation yesterday. Although young artists generally love sports cars of certain brands such as Aston Martin, Mr.'s personality is not ostentatious, and sports cars are not very practical in urban areas. If you want to send a car, I have the following alternatives that suit your needs—"

"Ahem!" Zhu Ye interrupted her with two coughs, but it was too late.

Regardless of the uncleaned foam on his face, he snatched the phone to grab the white: "We'll talk about this later, you arrange a car to pick up Zigui first, he's in a hurry." Then he hung up the phone involuntarily.

"Mr. Zhu wants to buy me a car?" Shao Zigui asked with wide eyes.

"Yeah." Zhu Ye reluctantly admitted, with a little bit of unhappiness about screwing up the surprise.

"No, no, no!" Shao Zigui waved his hands again and again: "Mr. Zhu has already given me too many things, and he dare not buy them for me anymore! I'm afraid I can't pay them back..."

"Why do you have to pay it back?" Zhu Ye soaked a towel in hot water and wiped his face, threw it aside, approaching and questioning unscrupulously.

"Because it belongs to Mr. Zhu after all..." Shao Zigui said the plain truth.

Zhu Ye took another small step closer, and their chests collided.He asked at such a close distance: "What's yours and mine? You just said last night that I belong to you, and you turned your back so quickly?"

How could he deny it? It's just that his face is not that big.

Shao Zigui was still thinking about how to refute his fallacious reasoning, but Zhu Ye had his own way to persuade him, reached out and lifted his chin, then bowed his head and kissed him.

The little cutie was so dizzy from the kiss, and when she went out with her red and swollen lips, she still couldn't remember how the conversation was interrupted.

Sure enough, there is no business and no evil!It's only been a few days since I started working, and even Chunliang's Mr. Zhu has learned badly!

Before the feature film was broadcast, the trailer and sideshows had already been released to create momentum. The friendship between Shao Zigui and Qu Yi helped him attract another wave of fans.

The two of them have a lot of affection in the play, but that's not the case outside the play.As soon as Shao Zigui came backstage, he felt full of malice, and Qu Yi and Xiong Wei were too gloating.

"Our big star is here. We are acting independently from the big team. I don't know what we are busy with." Qu Yixian said.

"Busy to make amends," Xiong Wei sang the oboe with him, "or you're just in a hurry to find someone else."

Shao Zigui didn't answer, he found a seat and sat down, and motioned for the makeup artist to do his styling for him.

Xiao Yang was annoyed, and kept yelling at him, wishing he could scold him back.

Shao Zigui did a good job in his own psychological construction. When he asked Zhu Ye to save face for Sheng Jiashu, he had already anticipated his next situation.It's just cynicism, but it won't lose a piece of meat, so there's no need to compete with them.

It is no surprise that he continued to be run on when he was on stage.His height and physique were not as good as Qu Yi and Xiong Wei's, and he had to use footboards during the fight, and today he was sore and weak, and the two teamed up to trick him during the game session, causing him to fall several times.The sweet pain last night has now turned into a wronged pain.

Qu Yi also connoted him: "My younger brother has never been to a major, and it takes twice as long to sing and dance as others. He used to be the type who needed special care in the group. Now he also applies this spirit to acting In fact, due to lack of experience, a Wia lens is often shot more than ten times, which is very hard. I hope everyone can see his hard work."

For short, he is too stupid to be a Taoist, it all depends on everyone not dislike him, and teach him hand in hand.But it's not all because of you who made up so many times with Navia's lens!

But Shao Zigui was stupid on the one hand, and on the other hand he didn't have Qu Yi's perverted thoughts, so he couldn't think of a way to retaliate.With so many fans watching, he could only be led by the nose, and replied against his will: "Yes, I am very grateful to Brother Qu Yi for taking care of me."

I could only hum and curse in my heart: You can bully me!Anyway, I can hide in Mr. Zhu's arms and act like a baby for comfort when I get home!

On the other end, Zhu Ye took several senior executives of Zhuo Group's Bincheng Company to Zhuo Group to discuss cooperation matters.

Next, the two companies intend to carry out comprehensive cooperation in the real estate field, complement each other and exchange resources, and the amount of assets involved is huge.

Zhuo's and Zhu's have always been at odds, and this kind of cooperation can be said to be eye-popping.But everything is still in the preliminary stage. Today is the first consultation, and everyone has no idea whether it will be successful or not.

For the Zhu family, because the chairman Zhu Qingxiang is old and in poor health, he is unable to do what he wants and has no successors.The Zhu family has been committed to withdrawing from the real estate business in recent years, but the transformation has never been easy. Moreover, it is a pity to throw away such a big piece of fat, and it is a waste of the famous brand that Zhu Qingxiang has built over the past 30 years.If he and Zhuo Shi can settle their suspicions and carry the sedan chair together, then the road ahead will be much easier, so why not do it.

Zhu Qingxiang stayed in the capital for a long time a while ago, and Zhu Yu logically understood that this was the result of his work, and he even pretended to think that this was his father doing his best to fight for his stupid son.Originally, he was complacent about this cooperation, but when he saw Zhu Ye walk into the conference room and Shi Shiran sat down in the opposite chair, he instantly petrified.

Zhu Ye is a celebrity, not only an upstart in the shopping malls, but also a topical figure on the entertainment page these two days.As soon as he showed up, everyone had a clue in their hearts.He has a special status and has a deep relationship with the two companies. He personally came to promote the project. Everyone guessed that this was a sign that Mr. Zhuo forgave his son-in-law. The position of the next generation of leaders.

The meeting was in full swing.

Since it was the first communication meeting, the two sides spent a lot of energy on introducing the situation, systematically sorting out their respective projects in the Bincheng area and the land at hand, and gave a few examples to discuss the possibility of merger development or joint operation.Zhu Ye listened carefully, didn't talk much, frowned from time to time to take notes, and rarely expressed his opinion.

He glanced at Zhu Qingxiang who was opposite, and found that not only had he lost weight, but his complexion had also changed a lot, with the withered yellow of dying, he might not be able to hide his illness for a long time.

What is the real purpose of this cooperation, only the father and son know it well.

In the future, the two companies will inevitably have a close relationship, but not through cooperation, but through mergers.

Zhu Qingxiang was helping Zhu Ye take stock of his family property, and at the same time, he was familiar with Zhu's executives, so as to ensure a smooth transition when the control changed hands.

After the general meeting, the bosses of both sides will hold a small meeting.Zhu Qingxiang brought Zhu Ye into his office, Zhu Yu wanted to follow in, but was stopped by his own father.

"Dad!" The 30-year-old baby stomped his feet regardless of his appearance: "Why don't you let me in?"

Zhu Qingxiang held the majesty of the chairman: "Mr. Zhu and I have to discuss business."

"What kind of business are you talking to him about?" Zhu Yu glared at Zhu Ye who was inside the door angrily, "He didn't even go to college, so he can represent the Zhuo Group in just one change? Didn't he use his grandfather's name to play celebrity everywhere?" ! Dad, have you watched the entertainment news for the past two days? You know what he did—"

"That's enough! He is now the Zhuo Group's President Zhu!" With few lives left, Zhu Qingxiang's patience was getting worse and worse, and he angrily said, "I don't know the severity! Don't go on stage!"

After scolding You felt puzzled, lowered his voice and said, "Isn't it because I donated a building to put you in your university? Don't you have too many scandals with celebrities?"

He stabbed Zhu Yu's spine every sentence, still in front of Zhu Ye.If it weren't for the fact that he was in the company, Zhu Yu would have sat on the ground and cried.

Finally, Zhu Yu was shut out, and the office became quiet.

"What do you think?" Zhu Qingxiang asked him kindly.

"As far as business is concerned, we should be able to learn from each other's strengths and complement each other very well." Zhu Ye turned his attention to customers and made two cups of tea, handing them to his father. Then he changed his voice and said, "As far as personnel affairs are concerned, I think it's difficult to be stable. .”

Zhu Qingxiang took his tea and motioned him to continue talking.

Zhu Ye went on to say: "Over the years, my brother has always been the successor without suspense. It is a foregone conclusion that Zhu will give up part of his profits and quit the real estate business. Today, the executives of your company are generally not very interested in this cooperation. I think they I am afraid that many people here are bound to my brother's interests."

Zhu Qingxiang lowered his eyes and admitted: "I didn't think carefully." Then he smiled wryly: "If I had known that Lao Zhuo would always teach you to be like this, I wouldn't have made those unnecessary preparations in the past few years."

"It's okay, just take a step and see what happens, and see what happens." Zhu Ye didn't want to talk about the past, so he changed the subject: "How is your health?"

"There is no time." Zhu Qingxiang responded to his two questions at the same time.

Zhu Ye twirled the cup in his hand to play, avoiding his gaze, lowered his head and said, "Pay attention to rest."

"You..." Zhu Qingxiang opened his mouth. Although he knew he was not qualified to intervene in Zhu Ye's personal affairs, he couldn't help but said abruptly, "Are you dating an artist?"

"Yeah." Zhu Ye nodded frankly, and took the initiative to explain: "But it's not Sheng Jiashu, that's fake news."

Zhu Qingxiang didn't expect him to be willing to answer, and asked, "That's it?"

"You know him." Zhu Ye smiled warmly, and the spring blossomed in a second: "I contacted me through him."