Fishing Beauty Induction Guide

Because Su Chi's identity has not been made public for the time being, He Lanming specially gave him the title of special assistant for this anniversary celebration, which will not be too high-profile, and it will also facilitate Su Chi's activities at the banquet.

In order not to attract the attention of the guests, Su Chi specially entered the banquet hall through the side door. As soon as he entered, someone brought him to He Lanming's side.

He Lanming was talking to the shareholders in the group. Su Chi quietly stood beside him. He Lanming glanced at him as a greeting.

After the shareholder left, He Lanming was free. He took a glass of champagne from the waiter's plate and handed it to Su Chi, and looked at Su Chi with a neutral tone: "You're here?"

Su Chi took the champagne and nodded, and said in a low voice, "By the way, I brought the congratulatory gift prepared by my elder brother. I have asked Uncle Wu to put it in your lounge."

He Lanming didn't care about congratulatory gifts at all, he snorted coldly: "Our family lacks something like him? If he really has a conscience, why don't you give me back."

Su Chi closed his eyes and smiled, but didn't answer.

He Lanming felt something was wrong, he looked at Su Chi: "Did you mention the breakup with him? I've been waiting for more than a week."

"That's exactly why I came here today," Su Chi lowered his voice, "But it's hard to say how many people there are now, so wait a while."

Su Chi glanced at the hall calmly. Today is an important day, and many relatives of the Helan family have come. Fortunately, Su Chi has been away from home for more than ten years, and no one can recognize him at all. Su Chi can rest assured. move freely in the crowd.

Not far away, the He Lanrui family was chatting with a distant relative, and they seemed to be familiar with each other. Su Chi's eyes turned cold, and he quietly took a step behind He Lanming.

"Don't worry, I've already told your father that I don't intend to disclose your identity today," He Lanming shook the wine glass in his hand. In fact, he didn't care about his son for a long time. What he cared about was always the people in the crowd. He Lanqiong.

With He Lanbi's whereabouts unknown, He Lanqiong became the person most likely to inherit the family business. In such an occasion, he was flattered and flattered.He Lanming has been watching it for so many years, but he has never expressed his opinion.

It's not that He Lanqiong is bad, it's just that He Lanbi is so good. In comparison, He Lanqiong looks mediocre.

He Lanming shook the wine glass in his hand, and cast a meaningful glance at Su Chi beside him: "Actually, as long as you are willing, you should be the most beautiful person today."

Su Chi chuckled, and shrugged indifferently: "I think it's fine now."

He Lanming's complexion changed slightly, and he snorted dissatisfiedly: "After all, it's not because Zhuang Mingjue raised you up and disabled you?"

"Actually, salted fish is pretty cool." Su Chi squeezed his eyes and chuckled, "I suggest you try it if you have the chance."

He Lanming was about to lose his temper, but Su Chi waved his hand: "I'm sorry if there's nothing else, just pick up a friend of mine."

"You called your friends over today?" He Lanming was a little surprised.

"Yes," Su Chi nodded, and smiled at He Lanming, "He is quite an interesting person, and I will introduce you to him when I have time."

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This kind of corporate anniversary celebration of the Helan family will also invite well-known directors or actors in the entertainment industry, but the number is extremely limited. Su Chi also opened the back door for Eric to get an official invitation through Uncle Wu.

Eric himself was well aware of the weight of this bronzing invitation, and he was so excited that he was sober. He tidied himself up from head to toe, and even rented a luxury car for himself.

As soon as he handed over the car keys to the parking attendant, he saw Su Chi come out of the venue in a formal suit.

"Su Chi!"

Even Eric felt a little apprehensive in this kind of occasion full of shopping mall elites, and he didn't dare to speak casually. He grabbed Su Chi's arm like a chick who had strayed into a pack of wolves, and followed him step by step.

Su Chi smiled and comforted in a warm voice: "Don't be afraid, it's actually just a celebration banquet. These people are not as scary as you imagine."

Eric looked around and couldn't help swallowing. He couldn't help being curious: "How did you get the invitation letter for the anniversary celebration of Helan's family business? I heard that many people want to come but have no chance yet!"

Su Chi laughed and laughed: "I have met old Mr. He Lan several times, and he quite likes me, so-"

"Oh, that's right!" Eric glanced at the venue: "Where's Zhuang Mingjue? He's not with you?"

"No," Su Chi explained, "he didn't come."

"Zhuang Mingjue didn't receive the invitation either?" Eric's eyes lit up, "I actually came in when Zhuang Mingjue couldn't even get in?"

"Yes," Su Chi wanted to laugh when he saw Eric's expression, "To some extent, you are better than him."

This sentence aroused Eric's self-confidence very well, he laughed twice, and leaned close to Su Chi's ear with a thief: "If I post this on Moments, Zhuang Mingjue won't hold grudges, right? "

Su Chi pursed his lips and smiled, and glanced meaningfully at the venue. All he saw were strange figures, and there was no sign of the man at all.

He said meaningfully: "Who knows?"

After a while, Zhou Leng also came. When Eric saw this warrior who openly pried Zhuang Mingjue's corner, the first sentence he spoke was astonishing: "Are you still alive?"

Zhou Ling froze for a moment, all the smiles on his face disappeared.

After Su Chi's explanation, Eric knew that Zhou Leng is now the family doctor of He Lan's family, so he received He Lanming's invitation.

This kid is here, but Zhuang Mingjue doesn't come?

Eric raised his eyebrows and looked at the gentle man with glasses, with dissatisfaction everywhere in his eyes.

Although Zhuang Mingjue may not be that good, but after all, the comprehensive strength is there, whether it is appearance or bank card credit, they are all impeccable. With such conditions, this doctor Zhou feels bad no matter what. Make some sense.

Eric's eyes of picking each other up as if they were pork were too bright, and Zhou Ling pursed his lips in obvious embarrassment.

Su Chi was helpless, stretched out his hand to push him, and whispered, "What's wrong with you?"

Only then did Eric look away, waved his hands again and again and said, "It's okay, I'm in a hurry to pee, go to the toilet first!"

After speaking, Eric rubbed the soles of his feet with oil and ran away. As soon as he got to the bathroom, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and called Zhuang Mingjue.

Although he and Zhuang Mingjue had some personal grievances about the massage shop before, he still firmly stood by Zhuang Mingjue's side in the face of such big issues.

Eric's eyes rolled, and the little abacus in his heart was crackling.

And having said that, there is nothing wrong with asking Zhuang Mingjue to owe him a favor.

The phone rang twice and was hung up by the other party. Eric was full of question marks, and immediately dialed again, and was hung up again without any surprise.

Could it be that you are in a meeting?

It's such a time to have a fart meeting!

Eric angrily typed a text message, and within a few seconds after the text message was sent, he faintly heard a text message notification tone.

Eric frowned, the voice was quite special, it seemed to be the voice of Zhuang Mingjue's cell phone.

Eric was taken aback by this conjecture, and then turned around to look around. He was standing at the door of the bathroom at the moment, and there was no one around.

I really saw a ghost.

Eric probably felt that he was hallucinating too quickly. He touched his forehead, clicked his tongue, and put the phone back into his pocket angrily.

Anyway, he also made phone calls and sent text messages, that old dog Zhuang Mingjue should rush over here if he has any thoughts, and he doesn't need to think about the rest.

Thinking of this, Eric clapped his hands and walked to the main venue without any pressure.

In order to avoid the crowd, he specially chose the bathroom on the second floor, but as soon as he went down the stairs, he heard the sound of arguing from the corner of the stairs on the first floor.

"You said you wouldn't break up with him? Why? He threatened you?"

"No, it's just that I don't think it's necessary to separate, and, recently, we've slowly—"

Eric was startled, it was clearly Su Chi's voice, he immediately lowered/sat down, sat on the thickly carpeted stairs, leaned on the railing and pricked up his ears to eavesdrop.

"I don't care what's going on between you and him," an old voice interrupted Su Chi roughly, "I only want one result, and that is that you separate!"

"Grandpa, sorry, I can't do this."

"Can't do it?" The man sneered, "Abi, don't forget your own identity, let alone mine, as long as I think, I have a hundred ways to help you do it."

"grandfather!"

Eric was looking through the gap in the stairs to see who the "grandpa" Su Chi was talking about, when he suddenly heard a "plop", and then, the old voice shouted in a panic: "Abi!"

At the same time, several strange voices sounded together, footsteps and shouts continued. Eric was startled, and immediately knew that something had happened. Before he could stand up, he saw a black shadow rushing downstairs like an arrow, bringing In the gust of wind blowing, mixed with the smell of a special cologne.

Eric is particularly sensitive to the smell of perfume. He sniffed and murmured dumbfounded: "Zhuang, Zhuang Mingjue?"

Downstairs, Su Chi grabbed the chest of the dress, and tightly held the fabric of the suit with his fingers. His expression was painful, his delicate facial features were tangled together, and big cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Just when He Lanming was about to step forward to help with a face full of panic, a well-dressed tall man rushed down from the second floor: "Susu!"

Zhuang Mingjue? !

He Lanming looked at this man who came uninvited again in shock, and the anger just now was provoked again: "Why are you here?"

Zhuang Mingjue had no time to attend to He Lanming's questioning. He gently put Su Chi on the ground, then quickly took out a bottle from the inner pocket of his dress, and stuffed two pills into Su Chi's mouth.

He covered Su Chi's mouth with a solemn and serious expression, but his tone was very gentle.

"Hey, put the medicine under your tongue." Zhuang Mingjue held Su Chi's hand, and kissed him heavily on his lips, "Don't be afraid, brother is with you, bite me if it hurts."

Zhuang Mingjue bent down, while gently comforting Su Chi's emotions, while carefully observing Su Chi's reaction.

He Lanming frowned and looked at Zhuang Mingjue. He could tell that what Zhuang Mingjue did was first aid. Although he really wanted to get rid of this obtrusive man, but in this emergency situation, his "Get out" really couldn't be justified. exit.

Zhuang Mingjue looked at Su Chi's painful expression with a solemn expression, not only Su Chi, but also his own hands couldn't help trembling slightly.

Finally, what he was most worried about happened.

Even though he was extremely careful, even though he never left the first aid medicine, after all, Su Chi still embarked on the old path full of pain.

Zhuang Mingjue clenched his teeth, and his eyes couldn't help but feel hot. He once again tasted the powerlessness and despair that almost swallowed him whole.

Just when Zhuang Mingjue was about to fall into remorse, he suddenly felt a wetness in the hand covering Su Chi. He was taken aback, and when he looked up, Su Chi blinked at him with clear eyes.

The commotion here quickly attracted the attention of the main venue. Zhou Leng squeezed the onlookers all the way to the front. When he saw Su Chi's appearance, he also showed a very frightened expression: "Su Chi——"

Su Chi sat up from the ground with difficulty, his face was still a little pale, but his expression was not as shocking as before: "It's all right, don't worry."

His angry look was really not convincing, He Lanming hurriedly arranged for someone to take Su Chi to the hospital, and he had no time to take care of the anniversary, so he followed Su Chi away.

In the ward, Zhou Leng was doing a detailed examination of Su Chi, and only He Lanming, Zhuang Mingjue and their assistants were left in the corridor.

Zhuang Mingjue kept his head down, his hair was a little loose, his black dress was dusted somewhere, he looked very embarrassed, He Lanming saw his dejected look, it was not easy to ask him anything, he just kept a straight face and didn't speak.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually took the initiative to speak.

"I'm sorry." Zhuang Mingjue's clenched fists trembled uncontrollably, he kept his head down, unable to see the expression on his face clearly, "I didn't take good care of him."

He Lanming was silent for a while when he heard what he said, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "I also know that this child is congenitally deficient. It's not all because of you that he is like this."

Zhuang Mingjue shook his head: "If I had been more careful, if I had been more careful, he wouldn't have to suffer at all."

He Lanming opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. His expression was cold: "Anyway, you were very timely in the emergency treatment just now. I want to thank you for that."

Zhuang Mingjue didn't speak, He Lanming stared blankly at the promotional slogans posted on the corridor, and suddenly heard a vague sob.

His expression was shocked, and he turned his head suddenly to look, only to see two drops of strange liquid suddenly falling on the tile between Zhuang Mingjue's feet.

He Lanming's scalp tingled instantly.

This kid actually cried?

His own grandfather didn't even cry, but Zhuang Mingjue actually cried?

He Lanming stared at Zhuang Mingjue in shock for a long while, his brows were furrowed, very inconceivable.

"That's why you like him so much?"

"Yes," Zhuang Mingjue carefully suppressed his crying, very bitterly, "Whenever I think that he might leave me, I—"

His tone was choked up, and he covered his mouth halfway through his speech. The tall and straight figure was bent at this moment, with indescribable sadness and sadness.

He Lanming pursed his lips, not realizing at all that it turned into him comforting Zhuang Mingjue at some point.

"His illness is actually very curable," He Lanming pursed his lips, "It will be fine with an operation, and it won't affect life expectancy."

"You don't understand, you don't understand," Zhuang Mingjue's voice trembled, "I really don't want to experience the feeling of losing him again."

He Lanming frowned and looked at this man in deep pain. His grandson would die if he entered the hospital. If he really wanted He Lanbi to come back from him, Zhuang Mingjue might bump his head to death at the door of his house.

He Lanming was shocked, but he couldn't say anything to persuade them to break up.

"Sin!" He Lanming cursed in a low voice, and he stood up, "I can't get away from Anniversary, so you can watch for me."

He looked at Zhuang Mingjue meaningfully: "Since you feel regretful, take good care of my grandson."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Zheng, who was standing beside Zhuang Mingjue without saying a word, couldn't help but take a peek.

Is this a let up?

He Lanming didn't wait for Zhuang Mingjue's answer, and left with his assistant.

As soon as he left, Zhuang Mingjue raised his head and watched He Lanming's back disappear into the elevator. The man stood up and instantly returned to his usual indifferent and distant expression. He rubbed the tears on his eyelashes, even the traces of crying Not a bit left.

Shen Zheng couldn't help sighing that their acting skills of Mr. Zhuang really became more and more perfect.

"Why?" Noticing Shen Zheng's eyes, Zhuang Mingjue asked coldly, "You're complaining about me again?"

"No, I dare not," Shen Zheng said expressionlessly, "I just want to praise you for your good acting skills."

"What I said is all true." Zhuang Mingjue patted the ashes on his body, "It's just a little bit of innocuous acting."

Shen Zheng laughed dryly twice, nodded in agreement.

The examination in the ward had already been completed, Zhuang Mingjue opened the door, did not listen to Zhou Leng's examination results, and said directly: "I'll look for you later, you go out first."

Zhou Ling didn't say anything, and went out first with the inspection equipment.

As soon as the door of the ward was closed, only Su Chi and Zhuang Mingjue were left in the room.

Su Chi lay on the hospital bed, and blinked at Zhuang Mingjue: "Brother."

Zhuang Mingjue walked to the bedside, slightly curled his index finger and gently scratched Su Chi's cheek, he lowered his eyes and said softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Su Chi shook his head, and gave Zhuang Mingjue a comforting smile: "It's much better."

"Okay, that's good." Zhuang Mingjue sat on the bedside, "Your grandpa went back first, we got a blessing in disguise, and he is slowly letting go."

"Really? That's a good thing." Su Chi looked at Zhuang Mingjue's face, and was suddenly taken aback. He touched Zhuang Mingjue's moist eyes from behind, and said in surprise, "Are you crying?"

"I acted, I didn't really cry, and I was complained by Shen Zheng." Zhuang Mingjue curled his lips, "But he should let him see you, your acting is much better than mine."

Su Chi looked innocent: "Brother, what did you say?"

Zhuang Mingjue chuckled, leaning over to touch the tip of the opponent's nose.

"Susu, is it fun to pretend to be sick?"

The author says:

Mr. Zhuang: Life is like a play, it all depends on acting [doge]