How can you fall in love with your fan!

After Wu Ruiqing asked this sentence, the man beside him was strangely silent for ten seconds.His brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes showed hesitation, as if he was weighing some major event in life.

"You..." Wu Ruiqing hesitated to speak, thinking to himself, it's too strange for an industry leader and the idle chairman of a listed company to pursue stars with all his blood, to the point of taking the initiative to run contacts for others, but he doesn't pull out anything.

Gu Zhuoli clenched his fists secretly, finally made up his mind, and asked, "So, thirty thousand or fifty thousand?"

Wu Ruiqing was even more unbelievable, "Gu Dong, do you care about the 2 yuan shortfall?"

"..." Those two confused gazes were like a reminder, Gu Zhuoli's mind went blank, and he turned his heart, "I mean, 50 or [-] won't work, you have to add a zero no matter what. [-]. Just treat it as First charge, see you on the fan rich list tonight!"

Wu Ruiqing was amused by his arrogance, turned around and continued driving, and said relaxedly: "Gu Dong is very generous."

The suffocating tension around the man beside him seemed to subside suddenly.Wu Ruiqing was driving the car when he suddenly heard a whisper from the side, "Mr. Wu, you compliment me so nicely." The 50 was not a complete loss.

Wu Ruiqing raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"

Gu Zhuoli cleared his throat, "So, how big is our family's ticket pool for this honey pomelo idol's head-off?"

"Oh." Wu Ruiqing thought for a while, "The deadline is tomorrow night. Our family and Shen Guan's family have similar fundraising situation, and the number of votes is also tied. Adding your 50, we will definitely win."

"Oh——" Gu Zhuoli said with a drawn-out voice, "That would be great. We must win!"

As if he was afraid that the milk would not kill Liao Shan, he repeated several times like a madman, "Sure! We will win!"

After seeing off the crazy chairman, Wu Ruiqing returned to the company and took the exclusive elevator to the top floor of the office building.Secretary Lucy greeted him at the elevator entrance, "Boss, your brother is here."

Wu Ruiqing paused when he heard the words, and said in a deep voice: "I understand, I will cancel the interview in the afternoon."

He walked steadily to the office, looking the same as before, except for the tense jaw line that showed displeasure.

The young man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office was Wu Feng, the son of Wu Qingtai and Wang Xuexia, the wife of the aristocratic family, the so-called only legitimate son of the Wu family - he was not the same as the child that Wu Qingtai messed up outside.

Wu Feng looked down at the financial district outside the glass with his hands behind his back, and heard the sound of the door opening behind him, "My bastard brother is back?"

He turned his head, a pair of dark eyes were shining on his broad and thick face, he was completely devoid of boyish spirit, and his hooked nose made his whole face very fierce.

——Wu Ruiqing is called "the first aristocratic face in the wealthy circle" not for nothing, it is because he looks nothing like the entire Wu family.

Wu Ruiqing sat down in the office chair calmly, "What are you doing here?"

Wu Feng smiled contemptuously, "I just finished eating in the mansion to see the group that will belong to me in the future. I heard that my wild brother is very interested in the new brand Amber. Why bother, it will be handed over to my foundation sooner or later. "

Wu Ruiqing looked as usual, "Sooner or later, this foundation will be handed over to you, and the current president is still me."

Wu Feng laughed loudly, "I'm afraid you are the only CEO in the industry with zero shares. What is the difference between being a CEO and being a professional manager? Oh, no, professional managers still have more or less Some shares."

The sinister face approached, with an unpleasant smell of wine.Only then did Wu Ruiqing understand why this guy suddenly came here to act wildly, and asked in a deep voice, "Is it crazy to drink wine? If you feel good, you can go."

Wu Feng propped his hands on the spacious and elegant desk, and stared at him, "If I hadn't been born late, you wouldn't have been able to return to Wu's house even if you died in the orphanage. Now that I'm an adult, I'm back, guess what? What will the father who values ​​the family's face the most do? At that time, I will let you get out of Wu's house completely, take the surname Wu from your ID card, and leave you with nothing."

"Bastard, you are as lowly as your mother who didn't know which grave she died in for a long time...you..."

Di Yan's voice stopped abruptly, and a slender hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder.

Wu Ruiqing raised his eyes to look at Wu Feng, a terrible hostility gradually formed in the depths of his calm black eyes, and he said with the same calm and cool voice, "I'm a bastard, but you are worthy of the surname Wu. Drunken virtues are very family-like."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Feng had already collapsed on the shiny desk and struggled awkwardly, sweeping all the documents on the desk to the ground.

Wu Ruiqing didn't show any pretentiousness in beating someone, his white and graceful fingers tightened silently, he lowered his eyes to appreciate the crackling sound coming from the crevice of the opponent's bones, it was as neat and carefree as his favorite Fehrman cello concerto.After pinching the shoulder joint and misaligning it, he pulled down to the elbow, and grabbed the person with a backhand around the bend of the elbow. With the other hand, he stretched out a sharp palm blade, and chopped off at the shoulder.

With a crisp sound of joints, Wu Fengjiu woke up completely, and let out a howl mixed with disbelief.

Wu Ruiqing stared at him, "Let that dirty father of yours clear me from the household registration book as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he dragged the man up by his collar, and walked steadily towards the door with big strides.

Wu Feng was so angry that he struggled and shouted regardless of his image, "Did the orphanage give you fucking hormones? I weigh 190 pounds!"

"Are you sure? I think you weigh two hundred catties. Is it plausible that a kid doesn't pay attention to body management and drinks like crazy?" Wu Ruiqing said calmly and even leisurely.Walking to the door, he kicked open the door of the president's office and threw him out.

"Lucy, he suddenly dislocated his right arm out of nowhere, take him to the hospital."

The assistants rushed up in a panic to help the second young master of the Wu family who was seriously injured. They wanted to ask one more question, but the door of the president's office had already been closed from the inside.

Wu Ruiqing stood inside the door and stood silently for a long time facing the tall buildings outside the window.

The handsome man inhaled lightly, and softly repeated the four words Wu Feng said.

"Nothing?"

He whispered: "If it is to leave with nothing after 18 years, why should I submit."

……

"Gui'er smashed, I heard that you ran into Huo Huo's house again yesterday, what's the matter?"

The strong northeast accent is refreshing.Gu Zhuoli leaned on the sofa inlaid with crystals, "Let's take some time to review the daily work of the little policemen."

Gu Shuicai asked, "Are the little policemen still outstanding?"

"It's average." Gu Zhuoli thought for a while, and continued to talk to his father, "It's a bit out of order, it's too routine."

One of the father and son wandered around the capital all year round, and the other squatted in his hometown in the Northeast all the year round, talking on the phone like this every day.

"How is my grandfather?" Gu Zhuoli asked after thinking about it.

Gu Shuhui: "It's still the same. It's impossible to move. Dad can't leave in his hometown. You just need to understand the group, and you don't have to worry about other things."

"I care?" Gu Zhuoli murmured, "I don't understand. Those old crows on the board of directors are conspiring to empty me every day, and the little crow of the CEO doesn't think much of me. I'm about to become a puppet of the board of directors. , I can only chasing stars to relieve my worries.”

When Gu Shuai heard it, he was also a little melancholy.

He has no education, he got rich overnight by relying on a piece of ham sausage, financing and listing round after round, but he didn't really understand what happened afterwards.After his son graduated, he inherited his shares, and he blamed his son for all the intrigues in the board of directors.

My father felt a little guilty, and asked tentatively, "Can Dad help you with something?"

Gu Zhuoli snorted and said, "Why don't we switch, you come back and plan with the board of directors, and I will go back to the northeast to serve my grandpa."

Gu Meili was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, son, Dad is already fifty, and he is nearly a hundred now, so don't bother Dad."

He pondered for a while, and finally came up with a suggestion that he thought was very reasonable: "Why don't you think of a way to replace the CEO? The one with strong ability can be recognized by the board of directors, and at the same time is your confidant, those old crows Just shut up."

Gu Zhuoli snorted, "Is there still such a god? Is it still not born in his mother's womb?"

The father and son held their mobile phones in sync and laughed loudly.Gu Mei laughed for a while, then suddenly remembered the original purpose of the phone call, and asked, "By the way, are you in a good mood?"

"Okay, what's wrong with your fan every day?"

Gu Shuicai sighed, "It's nothing. Didn't Dad think that you would have a psychological shadow on the police station, and he was afraid that you would be unhappy."

"Nothing." Gu Zhuoli restrained his smile, unwilling to mention the past, and put the phone down after a few words.

In fact, last night I was only busy fighting wits and courage with Mr. Wu, and I didn't have too much time to get hurt.

He suddenly remembered something, found the crowdfunding account of Liao Shan's fans, and recharged 50 with his eyes closed.Feeling guilty for his own cubs, he switched back to his fan account and transferred another 60 to the chairman of the Shenguan support club.

The other party quickly replied with a "?"

Gu Zhuoli quickly typed: According to internal information, Roe Zi's family has a big fan, and bought another 50 account.Take my 60 to add the number, tell the little bushes, keep the number and ticket well, and smash it two hours before the passage closes, and come to a wave of beautiful curves to overtake.

Opponent: Wow!My dad's fan is really awesome!Girlfriend fans express their sincere respect to dad fans!

Gu Zhuoli smiled mysteriously at the phone: Go, daughter-in-law!

Opponent: Alright!old man!

After listening to Wu Qingtai's scolding on the phone, Wu Ruiqing handled the company affairs without any disturbance, and left work on time at 06:30.

Sitting in his car, he habitually clicked on Liao Shan's fan support management interface before starting the car, trying to track what happened in the past few hours.

There was a familiar ID on the fan rich list, "@你有问问啊", suddenly squeezed into the top ten.

Only then did Wu Ruiqing remember that Gu Zhuoli had promised to give Liao Shan the "first charge".

This person is quite efficient, he does what he says, and he doesn't drag his feet.

Just as he thought of this, there was a sudden bang on WeChat, and Mengxin, who had completed the first charge task, sent a voice message.

Wu Ruiqing clicked casually while starting the car.

Someone's aggressive bass voice sounded: "Big fan, what are you doing?"

Wu Ruiqing was driving the car and couldn't move his hands to type, so he pressed the screen and replied a voice. "Get off work and go home."

The other party asked in a low voice: "What are you doing at home?"

Wu Ruiqing: "Don't do anything, maybe follow the stars."

Gu Zhuoli: "Big fan, can I go to your house and chase stars with you?"

Just before the red light, Wu Ruiqing stepped on the brakes, frowned and picked up the phone.

Chasing stars is chasing stars, enjoy each other, and it's not elementary school students doing homework together after school, what can we do?

He was about to refuse, but the other party added another voice schemingly.

"Oh, I don't really understand how to make these data. How to purify, what is the super chat format, what are Weibo related words? I really don't understand anything, old driver, please guide me. "

Wu Ruiqing was bombarded with a dull pain in the brain from the bombardment of this cute new question in the fan circle.

He was still worried about what happened in the afternoon, and his mind was not very clear. He suddenly thought that he still had a thousand or so Weibo accounts in his hand, and the automatic rotation of Weibo accounts by the software was always dead. Anyway, Gu Zhuoli was passionate and idle, Why don't you just let him do manual roulette.

So he typed a line and sent it.

Soon, the guy replied enthusiastically: "This apartment is super close to my house. Wait for me, I'll be right there!"

The author has something to say:

Gu Zhuoli: Why do I in the text have no idea that there are a thousand Weibo trumpets waiting for me qwq

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The basic background is almost explained here. This time, the two protagonists are two with complementary personalities, complementary careers, and fulfilling each other's fantasies.Although they are still in the stage of secret love development, it is not difficult to guess that in the future they will be closely integrated like concave and convex.

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