In the bar, Zhou Zhensheng and Sun Qiong hadn't finished their drinks yet, so while Ye Fei and Gu Ruijia were going to the bathroom, they ordered a few more drinks from the bar, planning to mix them up and try them later.
Who knew that there were two people when they went, but Gu Ruijia was the only one who came back.
Zhou Zhensheng looked behind him: "Where's Ye Fei?"
He has a problem, he likes to play with good-looking people, regardless of gender, it can be said that he is quite face-controlled.
Gu Ruijia drank the rest of the wine in the glass, let out a long breath, and said, "I'm going back."
"What's going on?" Zhou Zhensheng frowned, and said unwillingly, "It's not that I won't go home after getting drunk."
"The man from his family is here to pick him up," Gu Ruijia waved his hand, as if he didn't want to say more. Grabbed a few dried bananas, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them, and changed the subject, "It's just right when I'm not here. Didn't Lao Sun say that there are good-looking girls?"
Among them, except for Ye Fei, they are all heterosexual.
Sun Qiong was still a little unhappy about Ye Fei's sudden departure, but when she mentioned the girl, she suddenly became interested: "Yes, yes, I will go to the manager."
The three of them hit it off immediately, and randomly ordered a few with nice names, eager to try.
However, to their disappointment, the girl was indeed good-looking, but Yi Shui'er's big eyes, high nose bridge and pointed chin made it clear that she was a half-sister on the same assembly line.
"Forget it, let's go." After Gu Ruijia and Zhou Zhensheng sent them away with a tip, they beat Sun Qiong and left in a dispirited manner.
"Next time, I can't listen to my old grandson." Zhou Zhensheng complained in a murmur, and didn't stop until he got into the car.
Sun Qiong was annoyed by his nagging, and closed the car door impatiently: "I am also a victim." Seeing that Zhou Zhensheng still wanted to refute, she quickly gestured to the driver, "Go, go."
The flamboyant pink Porsche slowly drove out of the parking lot. Zhou Zhensheng closed his eyes and squinted in the car for a while. After the smell of alcohol dissipated, he took out his mobile phone.
The first person in the WeChat dialog box is Ye Fei, who just added it tonight.
Zhou Zhensheng moved his fingers slightly, and added a note under the business card, so as not to find it after changing his name, and then clicked into Ye Fei's circle of friends and scrolled down.
Just looking east and west, feeling around, and soon arrived home.
Zhou Zhensheng hiccupped and pushed open the door. Just as he was about to bend over to change his shoes, a large pillow slammed into his face. Immediately afterwards, Zhou's mother's roar came from behind: "You still know how to come back?"
Zhou's family is in the home appliance business, and their products are sold both at home and abroad. In recent years, the industry has been sluggish, and Zhou's parents are thinking about transformation. I thought that Zhou Zhensheng was a young man, so he might have relatively novel ideas.
Who knew that his own son was an ineffective person, he would go out to fool around every day without mentioning every idea.
Zhou's mother has a hot temper and is known as the strong lady in the business field. She has said Zhou Zhensheng several times, but seeing that he is still going his own way, today she finally couldn't help tearing her son up.
"Mom..." Zhou Zhensheng had already been beaten out of experience, and he didn't even need to turn his head. He raised his right hand and grasped the pillow precisely, "I'm going to do business."
Zhou's mother sneered: "Business? Then tell me, what's the business?"
Zhou Zhensheng scratched his head, and sat down beside her: "I'm not interested in investing in film and television dramas recently. I have a friend who knows me well, so I went to meet him."
"Oh?" Mother Zhou raised her eyebrows, still not believing, "What do you understand?"
"Just..." Zhou Zhensheng paused before saying, "There is a TV series adapted from a novel. I wanted to vote for it, but my friend persuaded me."
Zhou Zhensheng pouted his tail, Zhou's mother knew how much shit he wanted to do, how could he not see his hesitation.
"Tell me, what else is going on here?"
Zhou Zhensheng swallowed his saliva, knowing that he couldn't be fooled, so he had to tell the whole story: "The TV series is very good-looking by Baofeng Media, but my friend doesn't recommend it..."
Before he finished speaking, he was beaten by Zhou's mother as soon as he hugged the pillow.
"Why did I give birth to you, such a silly roe deer!" Zhou's mother raised her hand bitterly, "How can that old fox Li Youlong compare to you? Who is your friend?"
Li Youlong is Li Zhongyuan's father, chairman of Baofeng Media.
Zhou Zhensheng was beaten so hard that he ran away with his head in his arms. While dodging in embarrassment, he still did not forget to defend Ye Fei: "My friend said that he has inside information!"
"So who are your friends?"
"The eldest son of the owner of Dingyuan Entertainment, Ye Fei."
Mother Zhou: "..."
What kind of inside information can a small broken film and television company that I have never even heard of.
Mother Zhou's face was livid with anger from her stupid son: "Tell me, what else did he tell you?"
And stock...
But looking at his fucking face, Zhou Zhensheng didn't dare to speak at all, and shook his head like a rattle: "No more."
Zhou's mother stared: "Tell the truth!"
"Then what..." Zhou Zhensheng murmured, and whispered, "He said there was a stock that could rise sharply, so I bought it..."
Mother Zhou's eyes darkened: "How much did you buy?"
Zhou Zhensheng hurriedly said: "Not much, not much, I just bought two million." After speaking, he laughed twice.
Zhou's mother couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped Zhou Zhensheng on the back: "Sell me that stock immediately tomorrow!" Seeing that Zhou Zhensheng was about to speak, she glanced over, "I haven't finished talking yet! With that TV series, you follow Baofeng Media."
Zhou Zhensheng was a little reluctant, although he was also very moved. But Gu Ruijia had already stopped talking in front of Ye Yao, if he changed his mind again, who would he be
"Mom, we've all agreed."
"I don't care if you agree or not!" Mother Zhou gracefully smoothed out the broken hair that fell from her temples, and snorted coldly, "You will contact Li Zhongyuan early tomorrow morning, if you don't go..."
She paused, then looked at Zhou Zhensheng: "That friend of yours has inside information, right? I want to see him."
It's just the second generation of a small company, and even her son dares to cheat her, she is really a wolf-hearted leopard.
Zhou Zhensheng's scalp became numb immediately, and he raised his hands in surrender: "The U.S. stocks I bought will not be sold tomorrow! I promise it's just this one time, can't I go find Li Zhongyuan?"
It's not that he is not authentic, but that his mother is too autocratic, he dare not disobey the orders of his mother, so he can only feel sorry for Ye Fei and Gu Ruijia.
Zhou Zhensheng wanted to send a message to Gu Ruijia, but he couldn't think of his words. The next morning, I got up with a chicken coop on my head, and went to Baofeng Media in disgrace.
Unfortunately, Lee Jong-won went out to talk about the project and was not in the company.
Zhou Zhensheng heaved a sigh of relief while feeling regretful. Before going to bed at night, I secretly prayed in my heart that it would be best if Lee Jong Won would not be here tomorrow.
He pretended to be busy, didn't sleep well at night, and got up before eight o'clock. After washing, he suddenly remembered the stock Ye Fei asked him to buy.
Let's take a look, if it doesn't work, sell it tonight, Zhou Zhensheng squinted his eyes and clicked on the trading software.
Zhou Zhensheng's cell phone hit the bridge of his nose with a bang.
A few seconds later, Zhou Zhensheng's heart-piercing roar came from the luxuriously decorated flat floor: "Mom!!!!!!"
As a domineering female president, Mother Zhou is very busy every day. After finally having a chance to sleep in, he was woken up by his son. He opened the door with a dark face and gritted his teeth: "You better have something to do."
Zhou Zhensheng handed the phone to Mother Zhou with shaking hands: "Mom, take a look, take a look."
Zhou's mother took a closer look, and said in a bad mood: "It's rare to see, it's strange, what to look at, isn't it that the stock has risen by 25.4%—"
Mother Zhou's eyes widened suddenly.
Zhou's mother snatched the phone, exited the software and re-entered it again, after confirming that the increase displayed on it was not her own eyesight, nor a problem with the system, she turned to Zhou Zhensheng with piercing eyes: "Son, what is the name of your friend? "
Zhou Zhensheng: "..."
Similar things happened in the Sun family.
"Hahahaha, you deserve it. Who told them not to believe you? They bought so little." Early in the morning, Ye Fei received a call from Gu Ruijia before she woke up. On the other side of the phone, Gu Ruijia's voice was very excited. If the wife doesn’t support you, she will obey you! You have the final say on Tianxi’s projects in the future! I promise I won’t hold you back!”
Ye Fei: "...it doesn't have to be."
He was reborn as a salted fish, not to continue working hard!
But at present, he really can't throw away the matter of Tianxi, at least he has to earn the money he owes Yan Xiao.
Ye Fei rubbed the center of her eyebrows: "I have time to visit the company these few days."
Gu Ruijia nodded again and again: "Okay." He has always been big-hearted and doesn't have much ambition. Instead of working hard by himself, he might as well hug a thigh.
The two talked a few more words before Ye Fei hung up the phone and went to the restaurant.
It was still early at this moment, the aunt had already prepared breakfast and left, and there was only Yan Xiao at the dining table.
Ye Fei glanced at the table and saw purple potatoes and spinach, so she knew it was Tuesday.
Without him, Yan Xiao's corresponding breakfast is fixed every day and never changes. Ye Fei lived with him for more than two years, even if he didn't remember it deliberately, he almost had an impression.
He poured a glass of milk and sat down, leaning on his chin with one hand and smilingly looking at Yan Xiao: "President Yan, how about breakfast?"
Yan Xiao was so stared at by him, with no expression on his face, but the speed of chopsticks was getting slower and slower... until he couldn't eat any more.
He pretended to be calm and turned his head, wanting to ask Ye Fei what's the matter. When he raised his eyes, he suddenly stopped.
Ye Fei was wearing a large gray-blue nightgown with a very low neckline, exposing a large snow-white chest. A belt was loosely tied around the waist, exposing a narrow waist.
Yan Xiao's Adam's apple twitched, and he quickly turned his eyes away, not daring to look again, but a few seconds later, he moved back involuntarily...
He is looking at the scenery, but he does not know that the scenery is also looking at him.
Generally speaking, when people wake up in the morning, they will be more or less swollen and lethargic, but Yan Xiao's back is straight, his eyes are clear, and he is not at all tired. What's even more rare is that he still has a sense of cleanliness beyond his age.
Ye Fei was really curious about where people like Yan Xiao could be raised. Thinking of this, he also asked: "Mr. Yan, where is your hometown?"
I don't know if it was Ye Fei's illusion, but he always felt that after he said this, Yan Xiao's eyes changed instantly.
"Songshi," he said, his eyes fixed on Ye Fei's face, "Why do you ask this?"
"Oh, it's nothing," Ye Fei smiled, "Ask casually."
Seeing that Yan Xiao was still looking at him, Ye Fei took a sip of milk and added perfunctorily: "Song City is very good, I went there once seven or eight years ago."
Yan Xiao asked again: "And then?"
"Then?" Seeing him looking like he was breaking the casserole and asking the end, Ye Fei was a little confused, and said in surprise, "What's next? I'll go home after eating, drinking, and traveling."
Yan Xiao pursed his lips, did not speak any more, and continued to eat with lowered eyes, but the air pressure was slightly lower than before.
What's wrong? Ye Fei was puzzled, and she didn't say anything to provoke him.
"Yan Xiao." Ye Fei called out.
Yan Xiao should not.
"Yan Xiao."
Still shouldn't.
Still can't cure you
Ye Fei narrowed her eyes, raised her toes under the table, touching Yan Xiao's calf every now and then. Like a dragonfly touching the water, there are endless circles of ripples on the calm lake.
"It seems that Mr. Yan has a problem with his ears,"
He leaned forward, looked at Yan Xiao, his eyes slowly and steadily looked down, and said meaningfully: "I don't know if there are other places... Is there a problem?"