Good Samaritan Mr Yu

Chapter 3: Poison director

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"Cough, do you feel better when you're sober?" Shen Yu coughed lightly to cover up her embarrassment, and changed the subject.

"It's okay." After the man replied lightly, he continued to remain silent.

The atmosphere froze again, Shen Yu bit his lower lip nervously. He is not the kind of character who is familiar with himself, and usually wants to leave when there are too many strangers. However, the space in the car was too small at this time, and Shen Yu had no choice but to think of topics that would not offend the other party and ease the embarrassment.

"Well, you didn't bring your mobile phone, do you need to call the assistant to help?"

"Well, thanks for the reminder."

After hearing Shen Yu's words, the man actually took out his mobile phone from his jeans pocket and started WeChat, Shen Yu turned his head quickly. A strong light flashed by outside the car window, allowing him to see the watch on the man's left wrist for the last time.

It was a brand centennial commemorative watch launched by a famous Italian luxury company two years ago. Shen Yu flipped through fashion magazines during the promotional photo shoot a few months ago, saw the introduction of this watch, and remembered it at a glance, because of the unique design, and because of the sky-high price.

People who can wear this watch are not only very rich, but also have a lot of status. Who could it be? Shen Yu went through the famous superstars in the circle, but for a while, he couldn't match the person with the right shape. He stopped guessing and cursed himself not to pry into other people's privacy.

Finally, the two-minute-long red light ended, and Shen Yu felt relieved, and started driving the car wholeheartedly. Along the way, Shen Yu felt that Youdao's gaze was sizing him up. He didn't dare to turn his head when he drove the car, and looked at the next intersection, but the man was leaning on the car door and quietly closed his eyes to rest his mind.

After one o'clock in the morning, the unlucky Shen Yu finally brought Mr. Tiaokeng back to the hotel.

The man took sober medicine and rested all the way, and he looked much better already. Shen Yu parked the car at the side entrance of the hotel, pressed his hat, said a word of thanks in a low voice, and after Shen Yu responded, he quickly got out of the car and walked in.

The black shirt on his body was still wet, and the semi-transparent fabric was tightly attached to his tight and smooth muscles. When he got up, he drew a beautiful waistline, and his receding back was tall and strong. This person still exudes such charm even when he is in the rain, I really don't know how he can be dazzling when he is focused by the lights.

Shen Yu watched the other party disappear behind the door, smiled and shook his head, it made sense that he couldn't get angry, because in comparison, he really didn't seem to be attractive. Shen Yu turned around and parked the car in the garage, his tense nerves finally completely relaxed.

In the entertainment industry, everyone has their own secrets. These secrets may not be a bad thing, but they cannot be known by others. Shen Yu is not afraid of the trouble of giving up his rest time late at night to escort drunk people, what he is afraid of is that he will know something he shouldn't know because of this, and get involved in disputes.

Fortunately, this man didn't say or do anything, and left without hesitation. The other party's attitude of not even telling each other their names seemed indifferent, but it was actually what Shen Yu wanted most. This matter is over, let him help others without any burden.

Shen Yu returned to the room, took a quick shower, and fell asleep on the bed. In a daze, he felt that he still had some things to do, such as setting the air conditioner to night mode, such as telling his agent that he was suddenly photographed on the people's livelihood program, but the sleepiness came too fast and violently, and within a few seconds, he lost everything think.

The night is spreading in this entertainment-obsessed city, waiting for the arrival of dawn.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sun had not yet fully risen, and Arry's day as an assistant had already begun.

She got up precisely when the alarm clock rang for the third time, rushed into the bathroom with her cosmetic bag, and came out fifteen minutes later, already transformed into a well-known excellent assistant in the industry. Red lips, curly hair, small high heels, capable and charming.

The returned lady who graduated from Stanford University bit the bread, turned on the tablet, glanced at the news, and planned to go upstairs to find her unscrupulous boss.

The boss ran from Beijing to the film and television base in Jingshi without saying a word last night, and sent a message in the studio WeChat group late at night, ordering people to report to the local annual fee hotel.

Arry, who received the news, hadn't had time to judge whether the boss was a rare drunk or a common prank, when she found out tragically that she was the closest to the boss while she was on vacation.

Rather believe it or not, Arry immediately took a taxi to the hotel, confirmed that the boss had returned safely, and opened a room for himself, planning to settle the score with him the next day.

The number of the elevator jumped up and down, and finally reached the top floor. Arry walked around the winding corridor designed to protect the privacy of customers for a long time, and came to the door of Room No. 5. She found that the door was ajar, knocked three times politely, and walked in after getting permission.

In the living room of the deluxe room on the top floor, the violet curtains were half drawn, and a man was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling windows, wearing dark robe-style pajamas, drinking coffee quietly in the early morning twilight.

Seeing Arry come in, he turned his head and asked with a very approachable smile, "Good morning."

Arry glanced at the man inquiringly, and finally had to admit that this man was indeed her boss. If she hadn't found out some rumors last night, she would definitely not have seen any traces.

Sensing Arry's meaning, Zhong Simo smiled frankly. There aren't many people who know about him, and Arry happens to be one of them. What happened last night is either big or small. If Arry has the heart, he should have already figured out the cause and effect.

"Being summoned late at night by some unscrupulous boss on vacation is not good at all in the morning."

After confirming that Zhong Simo was fine, Arry's accumulated resentment immediately came to the fore, she glared at someone who was drinking coffee leisurely, unwilling to give him face at all.

"Well, do you think it's appropriate to add a bonus to you?" Zhong Simo felt that he was at a loss, and offered to save money and avoid disaster.

Arry shook his head, heartbroken: "Boss, a person like you who only knows how to withdraw money after getting acquainted, will not be able to please you when you meet your sweetheart in the future."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I don't like women, so I don't need to please you." Zhong Simo didn't care, shrugging his shoulders and raising his eyebrows.

"Do you want to listen to the work email I just received?" Arry felt that he must be at a disadvantage if he continued to argue with his boss, so he changed the subject rationally.

"Let's talk." Zhong Simo put down the cup in his hand.

"There is news from the studio that our cooperation with Tianchen is about to start. The other party is willing to draw up a contract according to your request, but I hope you can take care of their potential newcomers. The Ministry of Commerce thinks that the contract can be signed, and I hope You can go back and preside over the overall situation, you see"

Arry paused at this point, waiting for Zhong Simo's instructions.

"Book a plane ticket for the afternoon, we'll go back."

Arry didn't expect Zhong Simo to make a decision so quickly, so he didn't answer for a moment. Zhong Simo smiled when he saw this.

"Otherwise, is there anything else to do if you stay here arry, last night was enough, my time is precious, I shouldn't waste it here."

"Understood, I'll go book tickets now." Arry nodded, thought of something before going out, and asked again, "By the way, boss, how did you come back last night?"

When this question was mentioned, Zhong Simo was rarely silent. He frowned and thought for a while, then said to Arry, "Then go and find out how I got back."

"I'm sorry boss, I"

"I really want you to check."

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"Okay, you go and book tickets, I'll sleep for a while, it's really tiring to listen to your work report when I get up early in the morning." Zhong Simo narrowed his eyes and yawned, signaling his subordinates to step down.

"You think I'm bothering you to rest, and you plan to go back to sleep." Arry couldn't help raising her voice. She has been working with Zhong Simo for several years, and she is still often shocked by the other's shameless spirit. It can be said that life is full of surprises.

"I went back to the hotel in the middle of the night last night. Is there a problem with getting a hangover and sleeping a little longer?" Zhong Simo probably took pleasure in being an assistant, and asked with a smile.

"What coffee do you drink when you sleep back in the cage?" Arry wanted to get back the scene, but he didn't give up finding fault.

"Hot milk," Zhong Simo tilted the cup slightly, allowing the assistant a few meters away to see the contents of the cup clearly, "I won't drink coffee anymore."

When he spoke the second half of the sentence, his eyes suddenly sank, and he immediately put on that hateful smile, interrupting Arry who was hesitating to speak.

"Why, if you don't leave, you plan to stay and drink milk with me. I can buy you a glass for the sake of working together for a few years."

"Very good," Arry put away his overflowing empathy and gritted his teeth. "In the future, when talking about business, you can drink milk when others drink coffee. It's nutritious and healthy. Do you want us to go to the New Zealand Royal Ranch to raise an exclusive cow for you?"

"This proposal is really good. I want to name that cow arry to commemorate its fate with you." Zhong Simo sincerely praised.

Arry wanted to say something, finally sighed, nodded and left, and gently closed the door. After all, she is an outsider, so it's not convenient to take care of her.