Everyone in Qi Rui was dumbfounded.
When he realized what He Jing had done, he was stunned: "You you you you you—"
He Jing slapped the table hard: "I know what I'm doing! I will never be fooled!"
He himself was a little scared after he finished speaking—the big boss who can come up with so many contracts in one breath, without thinking about it, must be the kind of big boss who can hide him in a single sentence!
but…
He Jing thought about his savings, and then thought about the senior gentleman who was waiting for him at home, and felt that Xue Zang was no big deal.
The biggest dream in his life—to sleep with a handsome guy every day—has almost come true.
So He Jing looked serious, turned and left without hesitation.
Qi Rui was stunned for a moment, and He Jingren had already walked out of the meeting room. The hard-working manager hurriedly chased after him: "Ancestor, you wait—"
He Jing walked quickly.
As soon as he stepped into the elevator, his legs suddenly went limp.
Qi Rui sneaked in before the elevator doors closed: "Are you crazy and you just didn't sign? You should sign one or two to make ends meet!"
He Jing supported the handrail on the side of the elevator, frowning: "Brother Qi!"
"ah?"
"My legs are weak."
"Then let's go back and regret it now."
"Do you think this big guy I've never seen before will become angry from embarrassment? According to the little Huang Wen, find a wave of people on the road to kidnap me when the night is dark, and then have someone take me away. I made it like this and that—”
"Shut up!!!!"
He Jing pursed his lips.
He said aggrievedly: "I refused even if I refused, so don't be angry."
Qi Rui's head hurts.
He Jing's cell phone vibrated several times.
He Xiaoxianrou took out his mobile phone and took a look. It turned out that he had just stepped out of the conference room, and then spread the word in this circle of non-stop gossip.
Several well-informed friends sent WeChat messages to ask him about the situation.
Lu Yuanxing: [I heard that you rejected a contract with a thickness of more than 30 centimeters?]
Yan Qing: [What happened to the legendary contract of more than 30 centimeters? Do you need my help?]
Hua Xun: [Is the contract thing true?]
…
He Jing looked at them one by one, and finally didn't say much.
The contract has just been rejected here, and nothing seems to have happened, so it's better for him to see what the big guy behind him is planning to do first. If it doesn't work, use his savings and Mr. Senior to travel around the world!
Not afraid at all.
On the other side, Zhou Cheng finished handling the company's affairs extremely quickly, and then he returned to his manor—that is, the place where he first met He Jing. After that, I will pick up He Jing to live here.
As for the contract, he directly asked He Jing to sign it.
Anyway, He Jing originally wanted to get close to him for these things, and now he has given it all to He Jing, so He Jing shouldn't need to explain anything, and He Jing will understand.
Isn't it the same as the paper money bouquet delivered last time? When He Jing received it, he knew it was from him.
Zhou Cheng got ready and went home, and told the housekeeper about his plan: "Choose the biggest bedroom for my new lover. Also, help me find out who the boss behind him is, use commercial means to let The boss behind him went bankrupt."
In this way, his little lover will no longer be coerced by anyone, and he can rest assured that he is the only benefactor.
The butler nodded: "Okay. Sir, does your lover have any preferences? How many servants do you need to arrange for him?"
Zhou Cheng paused.
He suddenly thought of how the young man always dealt with sundries by himself when he was resting at night.
Bringing He Jing to the manor all at once... Will He Jing be at a loss
Zhou Cheng changed his mind: "Forget it, you pack a suitcase of clothes for me first, and I'll live in his house first."
"Okay, sir."
The well-trained domestic servants were very fast, but Zhou Cheng sorted out a suitcase full of casual clothes in a while. Before President Zhou Ba had time to order the purchase of inconspicuous cars and other things, a call from his subordinate came in.
"What's wrong? The contract is signed?"
"Sir, it's like this..." The subordinate's voice trembled, "Mr. He, Mr. He..."
"Um?"
"Rejected all contracts..."
Zhou Cheng was taken aback.
The subordinate was still trembling: "Sir, what should I do now? Is it coercion or bribery or..."
Zhou Cheng hung up the phone.
He turned around, took the suitcase from the servant's hand, picked up the smartphone and computer he hadn't seen for two days, and directly told the housekeeper the address of He Jing's house, "Take me back."
"Good sir."
…
When He Jing came home, Zhou Cheng was sitting on the sofa in the living room.
The man actually changed into a suit of clothes, a casual sports suit without any logo, but the fabric looks well-made and has a good texture.
The afternoon sun shone slightly into this small living room, illuminating the fluffy dust in the air.
Beside the man was a small suitcase, a computer and a mobile phone.
It turned out that he went shopping with the money he gave yesterday.
Really, he still wants to experience the pleasure of shopping with his adopted little boy.
It's a pity that Zhou Cheng went by himself, and he didn't want to blame Zhou Cheng, so he smiled and walked forward, throwing himself into Zhou Cheng's arms: "I'm back!"
The next moment, the sullen man suddenly grabbed his waist with one hand and pressed his shoulder with the other, turned over in an instant, and pressed him on the sofa.
The hormonal breath of an adult male hits the face, and it seems to be mixed with a little fragrance of male perfume.
He Jing's cheeks flushed suddenly.
It turned out that Zhou Cheng put on perfume and changed into such a nice new set of clothes, was it because he wanted to seduce him as soon as he came home
What a conscientious little boy.
He subconsciously faltered, his clear voice trembling slightly: "You, are you going to be here?"
The man looked at him with narrowed eyes, and said in a low tone, "I heard that you refused to sign all the contracts."
He Jing was taken aback.
"You know?" Did Qi Rui say that
Zhou Cheng was still a little displeased, he asked suspiciously: "Shouldn't I know?"
"That's right..." Of course, the little boy would care about the donor's career.
Being pressed on the sofa by Zhou Cheng like this, he felt that as long as he lowered his head, his whole body could be nestled in the other's arms. He Jing couldn't hold it back, he curled up and snuggled into Zhou Cheng's arms: "You..."
"Why don't you sign?" Zhou Cheng interrupted him, "Don't you like those?"
He Jing blushed and smiled, his face with a bit of baby fat made people want to poke it.
He blinked his eyes: "Of course I like it. But they..." He swallowed, feeling a little nauseous, "Not as important as you..."
He didn't want to sleep with a big boss he didn't know for the sake of popularity and money.
Now that he has Zhou Cheng, he is satisfied with everything!
After he finished speaking, he broke free from Zhou Cheng's chest, and looked up at the man exuding an aura of restraint.
Sure enough, he saw the other party's moved expression.
"You said..." Zhou Cheng's eyes that were originally filled with displeasure were gradually covered by tenderness and emotion at this moment, and the man looked at him directly, "Compared with those contracts, do you like me more?"
"Uh-huh!"
Zhou Cheng was stunned. For a moment, the man moved his chin slightly, moved closer to his forehead, and left a gentle kiss on his forehead.
He Jing continued to confess: "I like you, your face, your muscles, your figure..."
-after an hour.
Zhou Cheng searched on his mobile phone and brought He Jing to the gym closest to this dilapidated community.
Young Master Zhou looked at He Jing who was looking at him in confusion with his innocent eyes open, then glanced at the commercial gym in front of him, which was nothing compared to his private gym, and sighed silently in his heart.
In fact, his little lover still looks very restrained now, otherwise he would have taken her home directly.
Let's make do with it now.
He took He Jing's hand and walked forward.
"Zhou Cheng," He Jing, who was wearing a mask, looked more and more confused, "What are we doing here?"
Zhou Cheng paused, turned his face to look at He Jing.
He raised his hand, slightly curved his slender knuckles, and scratched the bridge of He Jing's nose as if coaxing a child.
He said softly: "Don't you like the muscles on my body? I'll take you to practice, so you can have them too."
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