Christmas is coming in a blink of an eye, Jiang Kezhou originally made an appointment with Xiao Cao and the others to have dinner together, but unexpectedly received a notice from the company two days ago. Xinghai, the largest partner of their company, is going to hold a thank-you dinner on Christmas night, and has sent invitations to all partners.
The team led by Jiang Kezhou has cooperated with Xinghai's marketing director several times, and this year they also received an invitation. Jiang Kezhou wanted to find an excuse to turn it down, but the company's senior management attached great importance to the dinner, so he reluctantly gave up the dinner with his friends, and verbally reached a series of unequal treaties with Cao Sheng, who had been released.
On Christmas night, the banquet hall of Xihua Shengjing Hotel.
Jiang Kezhou and his group of poor people who seem to have gone to the wrong crew came to the meeting place with the Lexus of their big boss. As soon as they got off the car, they were dazzled by a Maserati at the door. Zhao En swallowed, turned around and asked Jiang Kezhou in a daze, "Old Jiang, how many years do you think I don't eat or drink before I can afford a Maserati?"
"I think it's more realistic for you to go back and commit suicide right now, and reincarnate." Jiang Kezhou straightened the cuffs of his suit, and sighed a little annoyed, "The painting style is wrong."
Zhao En excitedly poked him with his elbow: "Is it okay to have a noble life ideal? It's not easy to see this kind of scene in normal times. Let's join in the fun."
Jiang Kezhou sighed again, thinking that it was so rare to come all the way to be the background board. The big boss greeted him in front, and the two of them had no time to gossip, so they hurried to catch up.
Many wealthy and famous people came tonight, and the security check was extremely cumbersome and strict. Jiang Kezhou and the others waited for a long time before they were able to enter. A ten-meter red carpet and signature boards were laid out at the entrance, and there were actually many journalists carrying cannon barrels, and the flashing lights kept blinking excitedly.
Their company is not well-known, and the identity of the big boss is enough for the news media to take a look. Jiang Kezhou dutifully treated himself as a vase, and followed Zhao En one left and one right behind the vice president, walking the whole journey like a younger brother carrying a bag.
Just when they reached the end of the red carpet and were about to enter the aisle of the venue, the press group suddenly became commotion, and the shutters rang together. Someone yelled, "Yan Jia is here!"
Jiang Kezhou was startled, turned his head subconsciously, and happened to collide with the big star who was walking towards him—
It must be admitted that it was an impeccable face. Yan Jia had a smile on his face, his facial contours were deep and warm, his eyes were slightly shaped like peach petals, and the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, exuding an air of elegance and pride out of thin air. However, Yan Jia was personable, her smile was like a spring breeze blowing snow, and she didn't forget to nod to the reporters when walking on the red carpet, and she seemed extraordinarily friendly.
Yan Jia also saw him, and the two looked at each other for a second, then quickly looked away. This is the most normal reaction when meeting a stranger, but Jiang Kezhou read the sense of familiarity from that gaze for no reason, and Yan Jia should know him.
Just like he knew Yan Jia, Yan Jia should be no stranger to him.
Because there is Ye Zheng among them.
Zhao En touched him with his arm, signaling to leave quickly. Jiang Kezhou didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately looked away and followed the flow of people to the venue.
The banquet hall of Xihua Shengjing Hotel is a high-standard buffet-style dinner. In addition to the east stage, three rows of long dining tables are placed in the middle, leaving a large space in the middle for guests to have a drink and chat. Jiang Kezhou and the others didn't come too early, there were already many people in the banquet hall when they entered. The big boss led them to greet the vice president of Xinghai, and said, "Eat, drink, and don't run around." Afterwards, the fat man who weighed 170 was like a dexterous fat fish, which was difficult to catch with the naked eye. The speed does not enter the sea of people, and it disappears with a whoosh.
Jiang Kezhou: "..."
At half past seven, the dinner officially began.
The crystal chandelier on the dome illuminates the entire banquet hall as bright as day, and men and women in Chinese costumes shuttle among them, chatting elegantly with red wine glasses—of course, this is a part of the normal painting style. Another group of young people who have entered the city from the countryside and have a wrong style of painting are scattered, doing the same thing in different corners: eating.
Zhao En bit off half of the macaron in one bite: "My God, this snack is too sweet. Hey, the lamb chops just now are good, I can study a simple version when I go back."
Jiang Kezhou glanced at the delicately arranged grilled lamb chops with herbs, and said, "Actually, lamb chops are more delicious if sprinkled with cumin and chili noodles."
Zhao En couldn't help yelling at him: "Look at you, you've looked unlovable since you came in. You don't need to laugh, and I serve you with delicious food and drink. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
"It's difficult to serve," Jiang Kezhou forked a piece of salmon out of boredom, "What's wrong with you at night, sticking here as a background board of human flesh, is it addictive?"
Zhao En: "Turtle."
As soon as he finished speaking, the overhead headlights suddenly went out, the crowd was silent for a moment, and a beam of follow spot lights hit the empty stage.
When the music started, Xinghai CEO Li Liufeng took his wife Ye Chengying onto the stage, addressed the guests and expressed their gratitude.
The audience applauded enthusiastically
Li Liufeng raised his hand and pressed down, motioning for everyone to be quiet, and said: "The banquet tonight is not only to thank all my friends for their care over the years, but also for my wife, Ms. Ye Chengying. Today is her fiftieth birthday—my dear, best wishes Happy birthday to you."
Ye Chengying smiled and hugged Li Liufeng sideways.
"At the same time, I would like to give special thanks to her family: Ye Jun, vice chairman of Xihua Group, and Ye Zheng, president of Xihua Entertainment, for their arrival and blessings."
Jiang Kezhou shook his hand, and subconsciously wanted to find a place to avoid it. Then he remembered that the stage was completely dark at the moment, and there were people standing in front of him. Unless Ye Zheng's eyes were made of night vision radar, he couldn't see him at all. . Thinking of this, Jiang Kezhou immediately felt relieved, and picked up the plate again.
Ye Jun and Ye Zheng's looks followed their mother's, and when they stood on the stage, they were simply the most beautiful. The on-set shutter sound is very aggressive. Ye Jun made a brief speech, and Ye Zheng's face was still calm. Although he didn't look like he had a deep hatred with his aunt, he definitely couldn't find a trace of joy in celebrating his birthday.
But now the little girl seems to be quite fond of this one. Jiang Kezhou saw many people holding their mobile phones facing the stage, frantically pressing the shutter.
The host's speech came to an end, Ye Jun and Ye Zheng stepped down, and Li Liufeng thanked several industry leaders who came to join him. Jiang Kezhou glanced at the stage indifferently, secretly thinking about the possibility of sneaking out now.
In the darkness, someone suddenly grasped his wrist precisely and pulled it hard. Jiang Kezhou was startled, and bumped into the man's arms without warning. Before he could take a deep breath, Ye Zheng's voice sounded above his head: "Shh, don't be afraid, follow me."
If he couldn't beat him, Jiang Kezhou really wanted to slap him twice.
Ye Zheng led him through the crowd and went straight to the nearest door with a clear goal. With the help of the light on the door plate, Jiang Kezhou could clearly see the words VIP lounge on it. Ye Zheng's room card was authorized. He swiped the door open with a beep, dragged Jiang Kezhou in, and pushed him against the door.
The warm lips were pressed against each other, and they rubbed together repeatedly, which could feel the urgency, but it was not rough. The other party seemed to have a bit of lure in mind, and the tip of his tongue was probing in and out of his lips, trying to tempt him to open his mouth to accept himself.
Jiang Kezhou was taken advantage of by him, and remembered the overlord's clause of "no asking for kisses" back then. While becoming angry from embarrassment, he lamented that this man was really willing to slap his face. When the urgent force gradually subsided, he estimated that Ye Zheng was almost kissed, so he raised his hand and patted Ye Zheng's waist: "Okay... um!"
What Ye Zheng was waiting for was this moment. What he did just now was playing hard to get. Jiang Kezhou only blamed Jiang Kezhou for underestimating him as a cunning and cunning man.
Fortunately, although Ye Zheng stepped in, he didn't want to make a serious move. He was afraid that he would be annoyed, so he just lingered at the jaws for a week before withdrawing his troops. However, he still refused to let him go, pressed against his forehead, and sighed half-jokingly: "The last time I called me, I thought Fang Minghui's eyes were too good. Do you know that you glow in the dark..."
Jiang Kezhou was unmoved at all, pointing to the door: "The one that shines at night is standing outside on the stage."
Ye Zheng kissed him again, with a smile in his voice: "Who said you weren't jealous back then?"
Jiang Kezhou wanted to go back and ask him who wanted to break up, but after thinking about it, let it go, don't get burned. I had to sigh: "Okay. Then can we turn on the light and talk? I don't really want to shine now, it's a waste of electricity."
Ye Zheng's laughter filled his chest, making his heart a little numb. Jiang Kezhou felt Ye Zheng clasp his hand, fumbled to reach the upper right, and turned on the switch with a "click".
Bright yellow lights poured from above their heads, and the two people who had been in the dark for most of the day were slightly squinted by the sudden light.
The faces that had not been seen for many days appeared in the sight of each other. The figure floated on the surface of the glass-like black eyes, but the figure in the pupil was so deep.
They still maintained the extremely close posture just now. When they met each other with the lights on, they didn't talk as much as before. The two just looked at each other in silence. It is said that when most people look at each other like this, it won't take long before they can't hold back their laughter, but when they looked at each other for a while, they both wanted to sigh.
Ye Zheng thought in his heart: "I miss him."
Jiang Kezhou thought to himself, "I lost weight."
As long as people are soft-hearted, their weaknesses will be exposed. The fatigue on Ye Zheng's face couldn't be hidden. Jiang Kezhou visually measured his waistline before he left home, and it turned out to be a little smaller. He asked softly, "Didn't you eat well outside? Or did you have a stomach problem?"
Ye Zheng hugged him, and breathed a sigh of relief: "I was fed two times in a row, and my stomach hurts a bit. But you didn't drink any more after you made the phone call."
Jiang Kezhou obviously didn't believe it: "Impossible. It's been almost two weeks from that day to today."
"Sigh," Ye Zheng rubbed his side face helplessly, "There are some entertainments that can't be avoided. And the dishes over there are too spicy, few of them can eat."
Jiang Kezhou no longer had to ask his assistant what he was doing for food, or whether he had a stomachache and didn't know to go to the hospital. There were too many things about Ye Zheng. When he chose a path, he was doomed to pay the price elsewhere. Jiang Kezhou also has no right to ask Ye Zheng to take good care of his body and cherish his health. After all, he was just raised by Ye Zheng with his wallet. The biggest taboo in this business is to interfere too much with the money owner.
"Any other arrangements for tonight?" He patted Ye Zheng on the back, "Go back early and rest."
"It's okay, don't worry," Ye Zheng leaned against him to breathe a sigh of relief, and regained his energy, "accompany me to eat something. I have to go out for a drink later, and today's business will be over."
Jiang Kezhou rarely looked at him with disapproval, Ye Zheng leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Go, be good."
There is wine and food in the banquet hall, but there is nothing suitable for stomach patients. Jiang Kezhou picked out some snacks and light vegetables, asked the waiter for a cup of boiling water and a cup of yogurt, and returned to the lounge with the tray. Ye Zheng didn't have any appetite after seeing anything, so he drank half a cup of yogurt and ate two more snacks after being coaxed and persuaded by Jiang Kezhou, frowning so sweetly.
When he was on a business trip, he suffered from stomach problems and couldn't sleep. He just got off the plane in the morning and was called back to the company for a meeting. After finishing all the affairs with great difficulty, they rushed to the banquet again in the evening. Ye Zheng seemed to have armed himself with steel plates from the inside to the outside, like an iron man who would not fall down, sweating coldly from stomach pains, but his face didn't show at all. all day. Only now seeing Jiang Kezhou, did he dare to take a break from his busy schedule to relax for a while.
He thought the sofa was uncomfortable (in fact, he was acting like a baby), so he closed his eyes and took a nap for ten minutes against Jiang Kezhou. At this time, the patient was the most sick, and Jiang Kezhou didn't dare to say no to this matter at all. He could only try to make him as comfortable as possible, and when the time was up, he gently shook his shoulder: "It's time to get up."
Ye Zheng opened his eyes silently, his eyes were lost for a moment, and he pushed back the rest of his exhaustion, and helped Jiang Kezhou to stand up.
He walked a few steps towards the door, then turned back, and handed him the room card: "Let's go together when I come back. But it's best not to go out."
Jiang Kezhou: "Why?"
Ye Zheng held the doorknob, looked at him with raised eyebrows, and said solemnly: "Because you are very charming in a suit, I don't want to show it to others."
Jiang Kezhou: "..."
This guy actually still has the strength to flirt - as if he wasn't the one who was dying of illness just now!
Jiang Kezhou packed up the used tableware, went out and took it back to the recycling place, and asked the waiter where the bathroom was. The carpeted corridors are quiet and dark compared to the brightly lit ballroom. Jiang Kezhou walked all the way inward along the corridor, and suddenly ran into an acquaintance.
A "unilateral" acquaintance, Yan Jia.
Yan Jia still just raised those beautiful eyes, swept him lightly, and then walked away without looking sideways as if passing by a stranger.
Jiang Kezhou walked to the bathroom.
Fifteen minutes later, two people wearing masks and uniforms of cleaners pushed out a cleaning vehicle from the bathroom, turned to the back door of the hotel in a familiar way, and disappeared into the snowy night.