the next day.
When Zu Qi woke up, Xue Jue next to him was no longer there, and there was no residual warmth in the quilt, and it seemed that he had been gone for a while.
After sleeping intermittently all night, Zu Qi finally felt that his head was not as painful as last night.
He rubbed his brows and sat up from the bed. He was surprised to find that the luggage on the floor had been neatly packed, and the two suitcases were neatly leaning against the wall.
Zu Qi thought it was Xiaoya who came in to clean up while he was sleeping, so he didn't take it to heart, turned over and got out of bed to wash, took out the clothes and trousers he chose before going to bed last night from the closet and put them on.
Zu Qi himself has no idol burden, and the food and clothing expenses after wearing this world are all arranged by Butler Zhang. Now that there is no Xue Wan in his stomach, he wears the original owner's previous clothes.
Today is the day when Zu Qi enters the crew, so naturally he can't dress too casually.
He opted for a long, dark gray suit-style jacket, but not too old-fashioned, paired with an off-white turtleneck sweater, black trousers and custom-made loafers.
Such a suit looks particularly good on the original owner, and Zu Qi looked at the mirror for a while.
Although Zu Qi really wants to go the route of a powerful actor, he has to admit that the appearance and temperament of the original owner are very suitable for being an idol who sells good looks.
The peach blossoms at the corners of the eyes are shimmering, the thinned lips are a touch of pink, and there is no trace of acne marks or spots on the smooth and fair skin.
Zu Qi approached the mirror, touched his face, and couldn't help sighing.
Those apples were more powerful than he imagined, no wonder Liu Jing put down the shelf and called him.
Zu Qi roughly checked the suitcase and made sure that all the clothes and daily necessities he had prepared were packed in, then he called Xiao Dengzi, and then pulled the two suitcases downstairs.
After breakfast, Xiaoya brought the warm water and cold medicine that she had prepared a long time ago and handed it to Zu Qi.
Zu Qi took the medicine, remembered that Xiaoya helped him pack his luggage, and returned the water glass to Xiaoya and said, "Thank you this morning."
"Huh?" Xiaoya looked confused.
"It's you who helped me pack these things." Zu Qi pointed to the suitcase next to him.
"But I haven't been in your and your husband's bedroom." Xiaoya scratched her head suspiciously, "Maybe it was your husband who helped you clean up. Your husband got up early and went to work in the company."
Zu Qi opened his mouth, a little surprised.
Then he turned his head to look at the two fully loaded suitcases, and suddenly there was an inexplicable taste immersing in his heart.
Just looking at Xue Jue's indifferent and cold appearance, he really didn't know that he was such a careful person.
He didn't know what words to use to describe how he felt at the moment.
Anyway, I'm happy.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Xiao Dengzi was waiting outside the gate of Xue's house. Zu Qi said goodbye to Weng Yuxiang. Seeing Xue Wan, who was curled up in Weng Yuxiang's arms and sleeping soundly, he was suddenly very reluctant.
He lowered his head and kissed Xue Wanrou's fleshy cheek fiercely.
"Goodbye, son." Zu Qi whispered.
Xue Wan's skin is too tender, and if you press it a little harder, it will turn red. Zu Qi's kiss made most of the little guy's face red.
The little guy's closed eyes slowly opened, his two little hands grabbed out of thin air, and then he opened his mouth and started to cry.
Zu Qi: "..."
Weng Yuxiang quickly patted Xue Wan's back lightly, and coaxed him softly for a long time, but it didn't work. In the end, Zu Qi took the little guy and hugged him for nearly half an hour before he put the troublesome boy back to sleep.
The exhausted Zu Qi finally realized what it means to commit suicide and not live.
By the time Zu Qi got in the car, it was already 9:40. Xiao Deng Zi and the driver sent by the company were bored waiting, and they buried their heads and played with their mobile phones.
"Brother Qi, I said hello to Sister Fu yesterday. After arriving at the destination, we will directly check into the hotel booked by the crew. During the day, we have free time for activities. We can also go to the filming venue first. The writers and actors will go."
As soon as he set off, Xiao Dengzi began to explain one by one.
Zu Qi nodded, leaning on the seat and closing his eyes.
It takes about three hours from here to the Studio City, enough for him to sleep again.
Before he fell asleep, Zu Qi suddenly felt the phone vibrate in his pocket, and he took out his phone to look at it.
It's a WeChat.
It was still a WeChat message from Xue Jue.
Seeing Xue Jue's name, Zu Qi, who was still feeling sleepy just now, immediately sat up straight, and the sleepiness lingering in his mind disappeared instantly.
Clicking on WeChat, Xue Jue sent only three simple words and a question mark.
【have they gone? 】
Zu Qi held the phone in both hands and stared straight at the screen.
Only then did he realize that Xue Jue's WeChat avatar was replaced by Xue Wan's photo at some point. In the photo, Xue Wan was quiet and well-behaved, with beautiful black eyes like shining obsidian, and the little guy grinned straight at the camera.
The strange feeling in Zu Qi's heart became stronger and stronger, and his thoughts began to diverge uncontrollably.
He thought of the warm kiss in the dark last night, and of Xue Jue's initiative to help him pack up this morning...
Every single thing, like a hot brand, was deeply imprinted on Zu Qi's heart.
He suddenly felt nervous and restrained. He typed a lot of replies in the chat box, and then deleted them. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that his replies were wrong, either too warm or too cold, which did not fit his personality.
Mr. Xue, in the huge conference room.
Managers of various departments are giving speeches on this year's report. Although the long table in the conference room is full of people, the main object of their presentation is only Xue Jue, who is sitting at the end of the long table.
Xue Jue is notoriously bad-tempered in the whole company, and whenever the interests of the company are involved, he will be strict to the point of being harsh.
Even the beautiful female subordinates who were praised by everyone's stars were not spared. Oftentimes, the women who were scolded and cried by him shouted that they wanted to resign, and then Xue Jue really let them get out of their clothes...
Almost everyone is afraid of Xue Jue, the king of Yama.
Of course, this is also the biggest reason why Xue Jue has money, face and ability, and is selected as the top ten national golden bachelors every year, but no woman dares to approach him.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the conference room is like a tight string.
Manager Zhang from the Second Sales Department was making his final statement. Everyone below looked down at the materials in front of them, not even breathing a breath, for fear that Xue Jue would suddenly get angry and implicate the innocent on them.
Xue Jue was wearing a well-tailored suit, her body was slightly sideways, her chin was gently supported with one hand, and the other hand was placed on the table, her index finger with clear phalanges tapped lightly.
In front of him is the sales report of the second year and the latest quarter, and next to him is the mobile phone with the screen always on.
The mobile phone interface is the chat box between him and Zu Qi. From time to time, the upper part shows that the other party is typing, but he has not received any words from Zu Qi for a long time.
Xue Jue narrowed her eyes and stared at the phone screen for a moment, her face was cold, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.
He was hesitating whether he should send another message, otherwise he would be inexplicably irritable while watching Zu Qi being input.
Manager Zhang on the stage was silently observing Xue Jue's reaction. Seeing that Xue Jue's face was a little ugly, it was as if someone had poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, and even his voice began to tremble.
Five minutes later, Xue Jue finally received the news that Zu Qi had carefully polished it.
[Already in the car, Xiao Dengzi came to pick me up, you have to take good care of Xue Wan at home, don't bully him while I'm away, or you will look good! 】
It was followed by an emoji of a Tusky beating another Tusky.
Xue Jue couldn't help laughing, the corners of his mouth curled up, considering that he was still in the meeting, he calmly covered the corner of his smiling lips with the palm of his hand, and replied to Zu Qi's message with the other hand.
[It's you, not me, who often make tens of millions cry. 】
Zu Qi sent Tusky, who covered his ears and shook his head frantically, and came over, followed by a series of crazy words.
[I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen. 】
Xue Jue was helpless, angry and funny, thinking that Zu Qi was still so naive, obviously already the father of the child, but nothing changed.
[I put the cold medicine in your black suitcase, remember to take the medicine on time, pay attention to your physical condition at all times, don't get sick and still don't know what happened... 】
Speaking of these words, Xue Jue couldn't help but start to nag.
He always felt that Zu Qi didn't understand anything, and he wanted to come. Zu Qi had just turned twenty, and he was a half-year-old child, eleven or twelve years younger than him.
As the saying goes, there is a generation gap at the age of three, and there are four generation gaps between them.
I usually didn't expect this aspect to be fine, but now that I think about it, for the first time in his life, Xue Jue wondered if he was getting old. As soon as Zu Qi ran to the second, he had already rushed to the four.
The more Xue Jue thought about it, the more unbelievable it became. Even after seeing Zu Qi's message to thank him for helping him pack up, he wasn't happy at all.
Xue Jue was in a bad mood here, and Manager Zhang, who was still explaining, fell directly into the ice cave.
it's over, it's over...
President Xue never took his eyes off the report of their department.
And Mr. Xue's expression looks ugly, and his brows are almost tied in a knot...
It's just the calm before the storm now...
In fact, it's not just Manager Zhang who thinks this way. Others in the conference room are equally frightened. Based on their usual understanding of President Xue, President Xue's attitude at this moment is definitely a precursor to a volcano eruption.
So a group of people worked harder to report and summarize the work.
It's a pity that Xue Jue wandered all the way and didn't hear a word.
After finally making it to the end of the meeting, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Xue Jue also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, got up and left the meeting room as quickly as possible, then went back to the office, turned on the computer, and searched for a beauty salon that provides men's care...
At the same time, the outside is already in dire straits.
The gossip that Xue Jue was dissatisfied with this year's performance quickly spread throughout the company, and the employees were all in danger, and they worked hard to avoid being laid off by the company.
So when it was time to get off work at 6 o'clock in the afternoon, no one left their post in advance.
When Xue Jue walked out of the office after get off work, there was a sound of typing on the keyboard one after another in the office area. Even the adjacent conference room was occupied by two groups, and they were still discussing the new project plan fiercely.
Xue Jue: "..."
After being stunned for a while, he who had planned to visit the beauty salon silently returned to the office, turned on the computer, and continued to work.
Seeing this, everyone outside breathed a sigh of relief.
Sure enough, their guess was correct. President Xue not only considered layoffs, but also tested them by pretending to be off work.
Fortunately they are smart.