Zhou Cheng felt that He Jing must be short of money.
The butler told him today that He Jing is a very popular little fresh meat now, and the company he signed with is not bad. From the outside world, he can be said to be a star with a beautiful heart and a kind heart.
But Zhou Cheng saw it differently.
The bright young artist lives in an old residential building that has been half evacuated. Every day at work, he is picked up and sent back and forth by the manager who squeezes the artist, and he begs for a cup of milk tea.
He originally thought that He Jing would be ecstatic when he received the money, and would even ask him directly for it in the future.
But Zhou Cheng never expected that He Jing would return it to him in this way.
His nose was a little sore, Zhou Dashao, who was used to sneering, opened his mouth, his Adam's apple moved slightly, but he didn't know what to say for a long while.
He Jing had already closed the door, hugged Zhou Cheng's arm, and blinked at him.
Under the white light of the old living room, the tender red of the banknotes is even more eye-catching.
"What's wrong?" He Jing saw Zhou Cheng's embarrassment, "Moved?"
Zhou Cheng nodded silently.
He knows it!
A person like Zhou Cheng who came to work in the city from the countryside must have never seen so much money in his life. Although his method is clumsy, to Zhou Cheng, it is true and sincere!
It was not in vain that he begged Qi Rui to help him get the cash! Moreover, Qi Rui took too much at once, and when he asked his assistant to come here secretly to prepare, there was no room for it in the room, so he asked people to deposit back a lot.
It's not in vain.
He Jing smiled, rubbing his cheek against Zhou Chengjian's muscular arm.
Afraid of hurting the man's self-esteem, he spoke obliquely and flattered Zhou Cheng by the way: "It's all because you are so kind. Why don't you keep the money first? I'm afraid there will be problems if I leave it here."
Zhou Cheng must be embarrassed to be too vulgar at the present time of the benefactor, holding back for a long time and unable to say what he wants to collect money.
He Jing hurriedly built a step for Zhou Cheng.
Sure enough, the man chuckled and looked at him with softer eyes.
"Okay, I'll keep it." Zhou Cheng raised his hand and stroked He Jing's soft short hair. Zhou Cheng knew very well that He Jing didn't have much money, and seeing so much money at this moment must be frightening, he really should have put it away earlier.
The two hit it off immediately, and the first thing they did when they entered the door was to bend over and slowly collect and fold all the banknotes in the living room, removing all the meticulous preparations that Assistant He Jing had made during the day.
After sorting out a large pile of banknotes, He Jing stuffed all the money into the side drawer in front of Zhou Cheng, and both of them were relieved with their own thoughts and satisfaction.
At the climax of the moon, Zhou Cheng, who had struggled to take a shower in the bathroom, changed into the expensive pajamas that He Jing asked to buy today.
He Jing can understand the slowness of taking a bath—Zhou Cheng looks like he doesn't need many facilities at home. The facilities in his home are obviously the oldest, which shows how remote the countryside Zhou Cheng is in.
"Do you recognize this pajamas?" He Jing asked tentatively.
He wanted to give Zhou Cheng the best, and bought pajamas with the best price and workmanship within his ability. But he didn't want Zhou to admit it, lest he spend too much money at once and make the man at a loss.
He Jing stood aside nervously, only to see Zhou Cheng glanced at himself in the mirror, then at the logo on his chest, and frowned: "I don't know, I don't usually wear logos, they are all made alone."
He Jing was shocked.
In modern society, there are still men who make clothes for themselves!
That set of roadside stall clothes before Zhou Cheng must have been bought by Zhou Cheng in order to find work in the city. It's a good thing he didn't dislike the cheap clothes to his face, otherwise Zhou Cheng would definitely feel very uncomfortable.
He Jing stood behind Zhou Cheng, his slender and fair arms embraced him from behind.
Leaning on the man's straight back, he seemed to feel the hormonal smell unique to men who had just bathed in his breath.
He said expectantly: "Then, let's go to sleep..."
This time I can always fall asleep!
-ten minutes later.
Zhou Cheng caressed his head with one hand, lowered his head slightly, and leaned forward to kiss his forehead.
The man said in a low voice, "good night."
Then he took a step back and closed the side sleeping door with a bang.
Zhou Cheng was inside the door, and He Jing was outside.
One here, one over there.
He Jing: "..."
Young Master Zhou went back to the house, experiencing this kind of grassroots life for the first time in his life. He looked around all the things in the side sleeper very curiously, and then sat on the bed holding his old man phone.
He thought about the failure of gift giving today.
As a boss, the good education Zhou Cheng received allowed him to reflect on himself three times a day, and think about his mistakes in work every night to improve.
He thought about it seriously for ten minutes, and finally came to a conclusion.
Since He Jing was forced to seduce him by someone behind him, the person behind him must have already made a price for He Jing. If he throws money directly like this, it will not only put pressure on the youth, but the youth will not dare to accept it.
Overlords should spend resources—this is what is written in entertainment novels.
He called the butler: "It's me."
"Sir, you called late at night, do you need family planning supplies?"
"..." Zhou Cheng coughed lightly, "Does the film and television company under my name have any scripts in preparation for filming recently?"
"Which film and television company are you asking about?"
"all."
"That may be a bit much, I need to count and report to you."
"There's no need to count. All the dramas that haven't been decided on a male lead will be given to He Jing. You can do it immediately, and it will be done tomorrow."
"yes."
…
the next day.
Due to a problem with the venue, the crew where He Jing was working had some problems, the original announcement time was postponed, and a day of vacation was vacated for nothing.
He was full of joy, originally planned to take Zhou Cheng to buy clothes and buy several sets of luxury goods when he got up early in the morning, but he just woke up in the morning and was about to take Zhou Cheng to have an elegant breakfast in the cafe, Qi Rui drove the car directly The nanny car came in front of him.
"Hurry up, it's urgent, the company wants you to go there now." Qi Rui took He Jing's arm and dragged him towards the car.
"Ah?" He Jing was dragged by Qi Rui with one hand, and Zhou Cheng's arm with the other, reluctantly, "Can't we leave it until tomorrow?"
Instead, Zhou Cheng laughed in a low voice: "Go, it's okay, I allow you to go." It should be that the housekeeper's work has been done.
Qi Rui tugged again: "Get in the car quickly!"
Half of He Jing's body was dragged into the back seat, and he still didn't forget to look back at Zhou Cheng: "Then you wait for me!"
"Yeah." Zhou Cheng nodded - he just happened to go to the company headquarters to deal with the backlog of documents.
The sound of the engine of the nanny's car started, immediately leaving behind the shadow of the car that flashed by on the streets of Yangcheng.
It wasn't until Qi Rui brought He Jing into the company's conference room, and He Jing watched the company manager walk in carrying a stack of contracts thirty to forty centimeters away, that he understood what happened.
Qi Rui swallowed his saliva: "You mean, these... are all for He Jing?"
The management of the company obviously didn't slow down: "Yes, a big man told him that He Jing must sign the contract today."
He Jing opened his eyes wide, and carefully surrounded the stack of contracts placed in front of him from top to bottom, from left to right, and he couldn't see the front of him, his eyes were dull: "Brother Qi, what happened?"
Qi Rui's eyes were also dull: "I don't know. This big guy... wants to keep you?"
The company management slapped the table with one hand: "Stop delaying, sign them all soon, it will take a long time to sign. The senior management is still urging, saying that it must be signed today."
"My God," Qi Rui pulled his face, and let out a cry of pain, "Hiss—it's not a dream. He Jing, why don't you just follow through, it's so big, it's enough for you to shoot for a lifetime..."
He Jing blinked his eyes.
A hint of confusion flashed across the young man's clear eyes, and his innocent face froze for a few seconds before suddenly revealing a sullen expression.
He stood up abruptly, pushing the contract stacked in front of him with all his might.
"Sign what to sign!" He said firmly, "There are so many, I just can't finish filming all my life, this boss is digging a hole for me, right? The entertainment industry is so dark, he must have planned it, Use these coercions to lure me to sign it first, after I sign it, I will definitely not be able to make so many shots, then he can use the contract to blackmail me, bullying and mistreating me for the rest of my life, I will not be able to resist!"
He bit his lower lip, stood up straight, his good face revealed a rare stubbornness.
The young man's voice was clear, and he said word by word: "You tell him, I! Resolute! No!!"
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