My poor boyfriend became the richest man after being dumped by me

Su Qiao didn't stay long, and sent Su's mother back home safe and sound. He hurried back to the nest where he lived with He Zhijin.

As soon as he entered the door, Su Qiao turned on the light in the entrance first, and made sure that there was no one in the room. He breathed a sigh of relief, relaxing like a mole returning to its lair.

Su Qiao squatted down, untied the laces of her sneakers, and put on comfortable slippers. There was a heavy closing sound from behind the door. From her perspective, she could only see the hem of He Zhijin's gray knitted sweater, which exuded a light mint perfume smell. The warm and cool hands stroked his natural curls like soothing a frightened animal.

The more she cared about him, the more unhappy Su Qiao was. She bit her lower lip heavily, her nose was sour, she suddenly stood up and took a few steps, fell down on the double sofa on the side of the living room, and sank into the soft couch. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and found a WeChat message from Xie Fang half an hour ago.

[Don't post on Weibo, I'll take care of things. ]

Su Qiao's Adam's apple fluctuated slightly, her palms were damp, and she clicked the Weibo icon without hesitation. He is a real warrior who dares to face the bleak life, he is not an ostrich!

Sure enough, the first trending search was him.

#苏乔买奖#

#cheng huai likes su qiao to buy prize microblog#

The wind and rain suddenly hit his fragile, lonely little tree.

The first Weibo in the trending search was posted by a big V half an hour ago, at the same time as Xie Fang. In the picture, the souvenirs obtained by participating in the Tulip audience vote were posted. He used a stone hammer to prove his identity. It shows that in the vote for the best newcomer, he did not vote for Su Qiao, and through his private contact, nearly [-]% of the voting audience did not choose Su Qiao. The chat history is attached, and there are pictures and the truth.

The hammer couldn't be harder, it hurt Su Qiao's heart, and his heart was pounding, he endured it and clicked on the comment section.

[Repost this Su Qiao, you can win the prize without working hard~! ]

[A good artist at first was ruined by the team's haste, what a pity. ]

[The malignant tumor in the industry who breaks the rules, I don't want to see him at all. ]

[The boss behind it is really powerful, why buy him the best newcomer, just buy him a Jinhua best actor, once and for all. ]

[Who is Cheng Huai? Don't rub the heat on the 38th line. ]

[A typical greedy and bad character, thinking that adding a halo to himself can make him rise in place, but in the end he dragged the whole tulip into the water, what a capable person. ]

A small group of fans who spoke out for Su Qiao didn't have as many likes as the overwhelming public, and were overwhelmed at the bottom of the comments, with more replies than likes, and the fans who mocked Su Qiao were still stubborn.

Su Qiao's cheeks were burning hot. Even a thick-skinned person like him couldn't resist the gold and iron horse. The mobile phone in his hand was taken away by one hand. Su Qiao raised his head. He Zhijin pressed the off button and put it in the pocket of his trousers casually. , "Don't look at these."

Su Qiao's heart was full of energy, and she jumped off the sofa with a jerk, and ran into the study without thinking about putting on her shoes. After covering it with his fingerprints, he opened the safe and took out a metal-carved trophy. It's still golden, but it's dazzling.

"I don't want it anymore, give it back to them."

He is arrogant and conceited, he can't bear the slightest slander, one is one, the other is two, and he will absolutely not allow any unwarranted things to fall on him.

He doesn't bother to ask for things that are not his.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

He Zhijin leaned against the snow-white wall, looked at him sideways, Su Qiao bit a shallow depression on her lower lip, and said angrily, "The clean is clear."

"Qiao Qiao." He Zhijin sighed vaguely, his eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice: "You return the trophy now, the public opinion will not say that you are innocent, they will say that you are a guilty conscience."

Su Qiao was speechless, unable to swallow this breath in her heart, He Zhijin came over, tapped his lips with her fingertips, stopped him from biting his lips, and said persuasively, "Sometimes you have to be arrogant, but sometimes you have to be arrogant." Hold your breath."

Su Qiao looked at him, her breath was slightly disturbed by anger, suppressed her emotions, and said sullenly, "I see."

He is very good at introspection, and indeed He Zhijin's statement is more correct. At this time, the young master's temper is useless, but it is fueling the flames. He has to use his rational side to deal with the matter.

"Tell you something small." He Zhijin's voice was low and soft, containing a rare kind of tenderness, "Six years ago, a week after I returned to the He family, my stepmother lost a diamond ring, and she was sure that someone in the He family had dirty hands and feet. , pointed at me insinuatingly, that night, I saw her diamond ring in the drawer of the room."

Su Qiao listened intently and looked at him fixedly, "She wants to frame you?"

He Zhijin smiled slightly, acquiescing to his words, "I faced the same problem as you at that time, He Yuanwei and her are a family, he will not believe any of my words, my explanation is to cover up the obvious."

"What happened after that?" Su Qiao's anger flew to the sky, and He Zhijin said what happened to him as if it happened to someone else. This kind of rationality and indifference made him feel a little pitiful.

He Zhijin paused for a moment, then said calmly, "I put the ring in He Yuanwei's coat pocket, and later he thought he remembered it wrong."

Su Qiao burst out laughing, and said with emotion: "Sometimes you are pretty bad."

He Zhijin looked at his face and made sure that Su Qiao recovered emotionally. He gave a low laugh and did not respond to Su Qiao's words. Of course, he would not tell Su Qiao that the woman's ring-wearing hand was "accidentally" injured, so he bid farewell Any hand jewelry.

He never forgives anyone, except Su Qiao.

The 32nd floor of Wudong Company.

For the first time, the high-level routine meeting on Monday was not held in the conference room, but in the president's office.

The oval-shaped office is surrounded by floor-to-ceiling glass, the sky is bright, the black wooden floor is matched with desks and chairs of the same color, it is cold and lifeless.

Wu Dong's ubiquitous fragrance machine was not installed on this floor. The CEO has a sensitive nose and doesn't like any pungent fragrances.

But now, the air is full of tempting aromas of food. If you sniff carefully, you can smell the sweet and sour taste of sweet and sour pork tenderloin, mixed with the umami taste of cooked shrimps.

The sound of "gudong gudong" soup boiling, mixed with the buzzing sound of the projector playing PPT, men and women in professional attire sat upright, not looking sideways, only looking at the one-acre three-point land on the screen.

Because if you tilt your eyes slightly, you can see the tall and straight figure of your own **oss. The suit is handmade by a top Italian designer. This one, but the hand with this watch is holding a kitchen knife at this time, and skillfully slices a green bamboo shoot into prismatic shapes.

Although it was a high-level meeting, most of the people entered this office for the first time. Who would have thought that there would be a bright and spacious kitchen hidden in the ice-cold office of the BOSS?

This is more surprising than Columbus's discovery of the New World. If you want to compare it, it is probably that after Columbus landed on the American continent, the magic Sakura who suddenly came out holding a fairy wand, Biubiu cast colorful magic.

They were more surprised than seeing Magic Sakura. After all, Magic Sakura will not decide the ups and downs of their careers in the rest of their lives, but He Zhijin will.

Without raising his head, He Zhijin carefully cut the flower knife and said, "According to this indicator, when will the tens of billions of Chinese-funded banks' payment before five o'clock arrive in the account."

"Okay, Mr. He"

Everyone stood up in unison, and walked out in a neat step, without any strange expressions, let alone He Zhijin cooking here, they will not leak anything when He Zhijin is making atoms here.

If it's done by others, it's called not doing business properly. On their boss, it's cultivated sentiment. Maybe it's some novel high-end way of self-cultivation, which ordinary people can't understand.

After the people left, the five-year-old bodyguard closed the door, picked up a document, opened it, and pushed it on the table of the cupboard, "Mr. He, there is indeed a problem with voting. This is something you asked us to check."

The Tulip TV Festival has a long history and is unique in its awarding method. First, 100 key elites in the film industry select ten dramas to be shortlisted, and then 101 audience votes to select the best works and best actors.

These 101 audiences cover all walks of life, from old to young, randomly selected, and tried their best to maintain openness, fairness and transparency. It has been held for so many years, and there has never been an accident. Only this year, the reputation accumulated over the years has been fully compensated. .

It can be said that a mistake will cause eternal hatred.

He Zhijin wiped the water from his hands, and carefully flipped through the documents. Every time he turned a page, the coldness in his eyes deepened. As he expected, the tricks in the voting were simple.

One of the 101 voters was a businessman who had met He Zhijin once, personally contacted other voters, checked the number of votes, and pursued this matter clearly.

Su Qiao lost the vote for the best newcomer of the year because everyone voted for "Best Actor" Su Qiao.

According to the audience who voted, although the other three are older than Su Qiao, their performances in the play are mediocre, and they are almost aura than Su Qiao. They have considered for a long time before deciding to follow their hearts and vote for the real "best" actor".

If "Best Actor" hadn't had to live in Lingdujiang and got caught in the prize-buying turmoil, the audience would have thought that they were the only ones with sharp eyes and sharp eyes, and everyone else was fishing in troubled waters and following the crowd.

Who would have thought that the famous Tulip TV Festival would do such a dirty thing?

He Zhijin's palms were tightly clenched into fists, and the blue veins clearly rose and fell. He took a deep breath, rubbed his forehead, and suppressed the anger in his heart, "I see."

As for why Tulip did this, he speculated that it was because Su Qiao was short-qualified and had no background, deprived him of the award for Best Actor, and gave him a rookie's fake candy to coax him.

He is quite courageous, wantonly teasing the person he swore to hold in his hand, this account should be settled clearly.

He put the dishes into an exquisite lunch box, washed the handles carefully, turned around and went into the cloakroom, took off his tie, changed out of the kitchen-smelling blazer, and put on a clean casual blazer, and straightened his shirt. Collar, stepped out of the door, took another step sideways, picked up the men's perfume on the shelf, and sprayed some casually, making sure that there was no smell of fireworks.

He Zhijin took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Su Qiao on WeChat.

[I'll pick you up in half an hour, we're going to deal with one thing. ]