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Chapter 41

Chu Qinbai's apartment is located in the center of Lancheng.

Zhou Sheng walked down the steps from the entrance and saw the most prosperous night view of Lancheng at a glance. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the brilliant lights, which was extremely shocking.

Charlie was placed in the corner of the living room.

Sleep mode, I don't know when it was brought.

The overall area is large, the decoration is in cool colors, and the appliances are complete.

Chu Qinbai probably lived here a lot.

Chen Dengdeng met them at the door, followed Zhou Sheng, and asked: "Mr. Zhou, how could you go to the wrong floor? Although only Brother Chu's card can go directly to the last three floors, Brother Chu can't use the two floors below."

Zhou Sheng paused and turned around: "Isn't it someone else's house below?"

"Ah? How is it possible?" Chen Dengdeng showed an incredible expression, "People who can live here pay attention to privacy."

Zhou Sheng looked at Chu Qinbai who came in silently.

Chu Qinbai raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Zhou Sheng: "You know there is no one." He

actually asked him deliberately.

Chu Qinbai passed by him and walked to the open kitchen counter. While

taking out the cup to pour water, he looked up: "Thanks to me buying a lot, I'm not afraid that you will go to the wrong place. If you really knock on someone else's door one day, will you still suspect that there is a thief in the house?"

Zhou Sheng didn't bother with this question.

Since he came here anyway, he asked about the room and planned to go in and pack up first.

Until the moment he opened the door, he actually had the illusion that he was still in Donghu.

For example, the position of the books and the color of the table lamp.

Many of them were arranged according to his own preferences. He rarely bothered Mrs. Zhang with the cleaning work on weekdays, and he handled it himself.

But everything in front of him was almost restored one to one.

Zhou Sheng turned around.

"Did you ask someone to do it?"

Chu Qinbai stepped forward, handed over the cup of water, and said: "Didn't I say that I asked you to come here to help. Since it is a help, you must not neglect it. Are you satisfied, Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Sheng took the cup, "Thank you."

He still remembered that when he first moved into Donghu, this person said there were conditions.

Zhou Sheng said slowly and seriously: "Actually, you don't have to feel that you have affected me, let alone take responsibility. But if you really need my help, just tell me. I will try my best to help."

Chu Qinbai leaned against the door frame with his hands folded, and looked at him for two seconds: "Didn't you say you wouldn't help?"

"Before I came, I went to see Mr. Zhou, my father."

Chu Qinbai: "I know who your father is, no need to emphasize."

Zhou Sheng sighed: "... I'm not talking about this, I mean even he knows about your news."

"Your reaction seems to be unusual?"

Zhou Sheng: "Actually, it's nothing. I just suspect that you are used to solving problems with your hands, so I was asked to be careful." Chu

Qinbai's face turned black.

Even Chen Dengdeng, who was packing up, was caught by the bag under his feet and almost fell down.

Zhou Sheng: "I just think that the power of public opinion is extraordinary. A news of beating someone has made such a big fuss, and your studio has not responded yet. Did you just leave Shengkai and have no intention of dealing with it? Or did you encounter a problem that you can't solve?"

Zhou Sheng didn't know much about his circle.

He just thought of Yang Hui who had also diverted the blame.

Zhou Sheng saw Chu Qinbai's face getting weirder and weirder.

Or: "The news of your marriage or my existence should be a good breaking point. If you need my cooperation, just tell me. After all, you have helped me."

Chu Qinbai was so angry that he laughed.

"You are very thoughtful." He said.

Zhou Sheng looked at him: "This is just a hypothesis."

Chu Qinbai leaned his right hand on the door frame on Zhou Sheng's side and asked him: "Do you know what will happen to you if your marriage is exposed?" Chu Qinbai didn't need Zhou Sheng's reaction. His eyes swept across his face, neck, and then back to his eyes, "You will be followed and scolded every day. If you meet some extreme people, they will play all kinds of pranks on you and throw paint on you..."

"Wait until they really come."

Zhou Sheng took his hand away, interrupted, and went in to close the door.

Chen Dengdeng saw that his boss had been rejected, and laughed inadvertently in the back.

"Are you free?" Chu Qinbai left the door and turned around.

Chen Dengdeng paced after him: "Brother Chu, Mr. Zhou thinks you are talking nonsense, and he doesn't know about those things in the circle."

Chu Qinbai said indifferently: "He doesn't think I am talking nonsense, he is not afraid at all."

He actually thought of using himself as a raft.

What a mess I have heard all day.

Chen Dengdeng looked at Brother Chu's ugly face and kept silent.

Even her assistant noticed it.

Brother Chu asked Mr. Zhou to move to the apartment. Although there were reasons forced by the situation, there were countless ways to deal with it, but he had to detain him.

This was obviously intentional.

But Mr. Zhou.

Chen Dengdeng felt that he could handle a Zhou company in an orderly manner, work seriously and responsibly, and treat people gently and moderately. His

means and abilities are all excellent.

But you can't see any trace of ambiguity on him.

He agreed to move in, not to be reluctant but also to welcome, nor to go with the flow.

His reaction was more because he really couldn't find a house temporarily, and it was inconvenient to go back to Donghu, so he came.

Imagine anyone else.

Not to mention being married to Chu Qinbai, but also working beside him and cooperating with him. Chen Dengdeng dared to swear that she had seen countless people who secretly wanted to get close to him. They were after

people, money, fame, or profit, no matter what it was, they all had their own purposes.

But Mr. Zhou didn't.

Chen Dengdeng still remembered that when he first arrived at Donghu, Brother Chu had a very bad attitude, and she even thought that Zhou Sheng must have ulterior motives.

But no one would think so now.

Since he could say such words, it proved that he had really thought about it. He

was also prepared and not afraid of the consequences.

Chen Dengdeng didn't dare to interrupt, so she could only continue cautiously: "Brother Chu, what are we having for dinner? I'll order takeout for you and Mr. Zhou."

Chu Qinbai: "Make it yourself in the evening."

Chen Dengdeng exclaimed exaggeratedly.

He immediately said, "Okay, I'll leave first. I wish you a pleasant meal. By the way, you don't have candles here. Do you need my help to prepare them?"

Chu Qinbai looked over and said nothing.

Chen Dengdeng stuttered, "Isn't it... not a candlelight dinner?"

Chu Qinbai frowned, "Put away the associations in your mind and go back early."

Chen Dengdeng: "Okay." She took her bag and walked a few steps, then turned back: "Brother Chu, candles are very romantic, don't be too straight."

After saying that, she ran away.

While Zhou Sheng was taking a shower in the room, Chu Qinbai went to the balcony to answer Fan Xuan's call.

Fan Xuan asked directly: "Did Zhou Sheng move there?"

"Yes."

"The situation you asked me to check has been checked clearly."

The sound of wind can be clearly heard on the balcony of the high-rise building.

Chu Qinbai leaned his elbows on the railing and said, "Go ahead."

"There is no situation you said. He is Zhou Qicong's son. It's a done deal and can't be faked." Fan Xuan seemed to be flipping through something, and then said: "In addition, I checked Zhou Sheng's mother. She has been living in the United States for many years. She has been remarried for many years and has two daughters, one is 19 years old and the other is 12 years old. She has never raised other boys and has no twins."

Chu Qinbai looked at the void, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Fan Xuan asked, "Why don't you speak? Are you disappointed? Or do you know something else?"

Chu Qinbai said after a while, "Now that we have found out, let's stop here."

Fan Xuan: "From your tone, it doesn't sound like we're going to stop here. Did something really happen to the Zhou family?"

"The Zhou family is fine."

The big agent heard a different emotion from these few words.

Asked, "Then why do I feel that you are angry?"

Chu Qinbai stood up and said, "After the Internet incident is over, do a big cleanup, and be more thorough."

Fan Xuan was surprised and wanted to ask him why he suddenly cared about the Internet incident now, since he didn't care about it at all before.

It turned out that the phone had been hung up.

When Zhou Sheng came out of the shower, his hair was half dry.

While wiping his hair, he found that Chen Dengdeng had left.

And Chu Qinbai was actually in the kitchen.

Zhou Sheng put the cup he had just brought into the room back on the kitchen counter. After looking around, he turned his eyes back to Chu Qinbai, who was wearing a dark apron and cutting vegetables. He said, "What are you doing?"

Chu Qinbai raised his eyes, "Can't you tell that I'm cooking?"

Zhou Sheng remembered that he was filming in Linshun County before.

One night, he said that the signal was bad, and he called and said that he could cook.

But the feeling of what he said and seeing it with his own eyes was really... hard to describe.

Even when Chu Qinbai was standing in the kitchen, he didn't have much smoke and fire.

Especially when Zhou Sheng looked at the celery on his chopping board.

The size and tilt of the cut were like copy and paste.

Zhou Sheng didn't know whether it tasted good or not.

He just asked, "Do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

"No." Chu Qinbai didn't even raise his head, "You can do it if you practice sword more."

Zhou Sheng sighed, "Martial arts are used in the kitchen, which is quite powerful."

Chu Qinbai looked at him several times.

Zhou Sheng didn't rush to leave.

He couldn't do it himself, but it was interesting to watch others.

At this moment, the public TV screen in the living room was actually talking about Chu Qinbai.

The reporter said: "It is understood that Yang Hui's nose bridge is broken and he is determined to be disabled at level 10. The scandal of Chu Qinbai causing disability may affect the release of his new drama, and his personal style issues have once again become the focus of attention from all walks of life."

Zhou Sheng heard the word disabled? He thought it was so serious?

No wonder there was such a big fuss this time.

Zhou Sheng leaned against the stage and turned on his mobile phone.

Sure enough, the text and public opinion that came to him were more exaggerated than the report.

——Chu Qinbai has completely turned over, right? Beating someone to level 10 disability, isn't it just to ruin his life?

——The studio and fans didn't say a word, they just tacitly agreed, I vomited, I saw his drama before.

——It's really a black road. He can be tolerated all the time because of his good acting skills. In the early years, people always said that he was arrogant. In the second year of his debut, he beat a reporter into the hospital and made him lose his job. I didn't expect that these were all true. There

are too many negative news, and only occasionally can we see some different voices.

——Starting with a picture, the content is all made up, and the netizens nowadays are really awesome.

——Go read @绾绾's long explanation. Stop saying that it's the fans who are smearing him. The people are the staff of the organizer. They have confirmed that Chu Qinbai didn't even show up at the award ceremony. Also, it's not that I look down on him, but as a triple-award winner, would he really care about this kind of crappy award where you can get a trophy just by being on the list? I'm afraid only people like Yang Hui would care. In the face of floods, he can even commit fraudulent donations. I wonder what fans

like about him? ——After so many years, those who criticize him still bring up the trivial things that happened in the first two years of his debut. They are also incoherent and only pick on the bad things about him. Why didn't you ask the reporter who was beaten what he did? Nowadays, the haters are so unprofessional. Fans really don't bother to pay attention to you.

This kind of news can easily be drowned out by the negative news.

When Zhou Sheng turned off his phone, Chu Qinbai just happened to look away from the TV.

Continue what he was doing.

Zhou Sheng looked at his face without any reaction.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "Is it really okay?"

"The higher-ups are keeping it a secret. The wind will change in two days."

Zhou Sheng paused, "You're not being investigated? That's why the studio didn't react?"

Chu Qinbai put down the knife and looked at him for a few seconds. He

walked out from behind the kitchen counter.

He took Zhou Sheng's arm and went to the living room.

He pushed him down and held his hands, "Why do you think I was investigated?"

Zhou Sheng frowned, his eyes became strange, "Brother said you have a lot of money, did you evade taxes?"

Chu Qinbai pinched his eyebrows. He

seemed helpless and said directly, "Yang Hui was investigated, and the higher-ups didn't allow him to speak out. The official will issue a statement in two days."

Zhou Sheng slowly said, "It's good that there is no one."

He took the towel and rubbed his hair again and again.

He didn't see where it was rubbed.

Then he asked again, "Why did he do that?"

Chu Qinbai: "Insulting China, being a Japanese enthusiast, and getting beaten for that."

Zhou Sheng stopped moving.

He frowned hard, "It's simply... what he deserves."

Chu Qinbai raised his eyebrows and took the towel from him.

Put the cover back on his head: "He deserves what happened to him. Rub it well."

Chapter 42

Zhou Sheng's impression of Yang Hui instantly fell to the bottom. When Chu Qinbai served three dishes and a soup, he was still looking through Yang Hui's resume of ten years since his debut. Because the incident had not been widely exposed, the Internet was full of sympathy, which made him unable to eat.

"Come and sit down." Chu Qinbai pulled out a stool to remind him.

Zhou Sheng reluctantly moved from the sofa.

Chu Qinbai reached out to take it away from him in the middle of the meal, "Don't develop the bad habit of playing with your phone while eating and drinking."

Zhou Sheng didn't try to grab it.

He, who claimed to be full of old habits, would also have some subtle changes in such an environment.

For example, when he was busy with work, he would eat while checking emails, or when he didn't have time to go out, the channel for obtaining news changed from newspapers to mobile phone subscriptions.

These are all subtle and convenient.

But this matter made him feel a little bit stuck in his throat.

When I sat down, I couldn't help but frown and asked him: "How will Yang Hui be dealt with?"

"Once the authorities come forward to confirm it, they will ban him completely."

Zhou Sheng: "Does that mean there is still a chance that nothing will happen?"

Chu Qinbai glanced at him.

Sitting down opposite, "Two years ago, he had a controversial interview, which was suppressed at the time. The trend you see on the Internet now is just a superficial phenomenon, just the last struggle, you can also regard it as him digging his own grave. After his fraudulent donation was exposed, some activities have soft-banned him. Fans have been making trouble like this. It will be difficult for him to turn things around this time."

Zhou Sheng continued to ask: "There are many such people now?"

"It depends on how you define this boundary. This does not constitute a crime, but the issue of public figures' stance is a taboo, it is too guiding. Once his status backfires, the consequences will only be more serious."

Zhou Sheng lowered his eyes: "I don't need any definition."

As long as people who have experienced it personally don't need it.

He will not make any criticism, he just doesn't like such people.

Chu Qinbai put the bowl of soup in front of him and asked casually, "Do you mind it?"

"Who are you talking about? This Yang Hui?" Zhou Sheng moved the bowl over, "He doesn't even deserve to be here with me."

Chu Qinbai was startled, then laughed.

"Let's eat."

Chu Qinbai's cooking skills were personally certified by Zhou Sheng.

It was indeed very good.

He was a person who didn't have a big appetite normally, but that night he had an extra meal for the first time.

Eat small meals frequently, avoid drinking alcohol, and avoid staying up late.

Thinking carefully about the precautions the doctor told him when he was discharged from the hospital, he seemed to have not done any of them.

The consequence of that night was that he ate too much.

This body has been through a great disaster, and digestion and absorption have not been very good, otherwise it would be impossible for it to gain weight.

Zhou Sheng had already laid down at night, and sat up again half an hour later.

If he couldn't sleep, he wouldn't force himself to sleep.

He casually took a book and walked out of the room, and curled up on a round lazy sofa next to the French window in the living room. With the light from the window, he read a book to pass the time.

When he opened the book, he found that it was a novel.

He should have chosen it when Xu Chaodai was asked to buy it.

The name always looks familiar, "Muyang".

The story is easy to get into. Muyang tells the story of a 17-year-old scavenger named Liyang, who is not willing to follow the old rules, breaks the secular world, and exposes the social reality. Zhou Sheng saw Liyang being chased across the iron bridge, and said during the confrontation: "Wild dogs don't need to be decent, they just need to live, and so do I."

From this line, Zhou Sheng finally remembered why he felt familiar.

When I read the entertainment news before, a fan mentioned that this was Chu Qinbai's debut work, the movie adapted from the novel that made him famous.

Zhou Sheng looked at the cover.

Turned around and actually searched for the movie.

It was a movie from more than ten years ago.

At the beginning, the 17-year-old Liyang wore an old white shirt with several black marks on it, and jumped down from the second floor window of a shabby residential building. He hung on the railing, and there was a young boy's unique agility and flying in his several jumps.

Zhou Sheng supported his head and watched it for two hours without realizing it.

Chu Qinbai is indeed a natural actor.

The scavenger boy went through wind and rain, with the tenacity of a wild dog. When he looked up at people from below, he had a kind of fierceness and madness in his three white eyes.

When Zhou Sheng watched it, the role was a role, and he did not associate it with Chu Qinbai himself.

Even though Chu Qinbai had a wealthy family and a good background, he believed that Li Yang must have a lot of Chu Qinbai's shadow when he was young.

After watching the movie, he felt sleepy.

He did not get up immediately, but fell asleep on the sofa.

Because he did not sleep deeply, he woke up when someone took the book next to him.

In the dim light, the tall man was bending over. Zhou Sheng looked at the mature face close at hand, and the sharpness and wildness seemed to have been silent, but his mind flashed his mind when he was seventeen years old in the movie.

Zhou Sheng slowly said: "You were very fierce when you were a child."

"What?" Chu Qinbai did not notice that he had opened his eyes at the first time. When he heard the voice, he lowered his head to meet his eyes: "What's fierce?"

and took the book next to him.

When Zhou Sheng stood up slightly, he stepped back slightly.

Zhou Sheng: "I'm talking about you."

Chu Qinbai looked at the book in his hand and understood it, and put it next to him casually, "I haven't watched this movie in several years."

"Why?"

"Not enough skills."

Zhou Sheng: "Then it's just acting yourself."

I don't know what is stuffed in this sofa, Zhou Sheng has no rules for sitting, lazy. His

voice is also a little hoarse because he just fell asleep.

He didn't feel anything, and kept saying: "I think the performance is quite good, no wonder you have achieved success with a movie at such a young age."

"Why are you sleeping here?" Chu Qinbai asked.

Zhou Sheng raised his head: "I'm full, I can't sleep."

"A bowl as big as a palm, full?"

Chu Qinbai squatted down while speaking.

The crouching line of sight is a little higher than Zhou Sheng's half-leaning line of sight.

One hand rested on the back edge of the sofa, and the other hand was placed directly on his stomach through his clothes.

Zhou Sheng was stunned.

Then he said: "It's much better now."

Chu Qinbai's hand did not leave immediately, and gently pressed it twice.

Then he said, "You are taking other medicines, so I can't give you digestive medicines. Tell me if you feel uncomfortable next time. Don't sit outside at night, it's easy to catch a cold."

Zhou Sheng looked at his frowning face and was distracted for a moment.

On such a night, he actually felt a moment of illusionary tenderness on him.

Zhou Sheng then remembered that it was getting late, and asked him, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"I slept late."

Zhou Sheng still didn't move.

Chu Qinbai looked at him for a while.

Finally he stood up and said to him: "Okay, are you really waiting for me to pick you up? Go to bed if you are sleepy."

"That's true... it's really unnecessary."

Zhou Sheng really felt that it was time to sleep, so he stood up: "This sofa is very comfortable, I want to buy one and put it in the room."

"This kind of sofa can cause waist problems if you lie on it too much."

"My waist is very good."

"That's what you said, it doesn't count."

Zhou Sheng thought that this man's mean habit came back again.

It was indeed an illusion just now.

Early the next morning, Zhou Sheng got up on time and went out.

At the door, he bumped into Chu Qinbai, who was also wearing formal clothes. It was not

until he went downstairs.

Zhou Sheng really believed that he was going to work.

Even the driver Xiaolin didn't come, he drove himself, a Lamborghini.

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, he searched for something in the storage box while saying, "Don't look at me with such shock. The company is very busy these days, and I am not really free after filming a movie. Let's go in the same direction and take you by the way."

When Zhou Sheng went to Zhou's on the first day, he knew that the building of his studio was not far away.

This is not the point.

The point is that Zhou Sheng said, "What are you looking for? I'll help you find it. Drive carefully, I think you are not good at driving."

Chu Qinbai sneered, "Mobile phone."

At the same time, he said, "Don't worry, I won't hit you."

Zhou Sheng helped him find the phone.

After finding it, he handed it to him. It

takes 20 minutes to drive from the apartment to Zhou's, which is much closer than Donghu.

When the car stopped, it was the morning rush hour. People were coming in and out of the glass revolving door in front of the building.

Zhou Sheng got out from inside.

He just bumped into several employees of Zhou's enterprise.

"Mr. Zhou, good morning."

"Morning, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Sheng stood by the car door, slightly sideways to block Chu Qinbai, and nodded, "Good morning."

Someone exclaimed at the car.

Quietly look inside the car.

Because the car door was not closed, the silhouette of the man wearing sunglasses in the driver's seat was still visible.

New gossip was circulating in Zhou's that day.

——The car that brought Mr. Zhou here in the morning was worth at least 8 million. I envied him.

——What's the big deal about a car? He's handsome, but it's a pity that I didn't see his face. He was wearing sunglasses, so I don't know who he is.

——Maybe a friend is passing by, isn't that normal? Mr. Zhou is not cheap.

——You all didn't get the point! Mr. Zhou seemed to be very protective of the other person. When I passed by, I happened to see Mr. Zhou bending down and talking to the person in the car. His tone was super gentle!

——Curious, what did he say?

——I just didn't hear it clearly, but! I heard the person in the car laugh, he laughed! The voice is super sexy!

Since Zhou Sheng joined Zhou's, he has always been the focus of everyone's attention.

He is young and went to Fucheng and came back to take over the company.

There was a rumor that he was married before.

I believe he is married and want to know who he is marrying.

There are also many people who don't believe that he is married, and they pay attention to his personal life. Any slight movement can cause a big film effect.

Zhou Sheng's mind is on work.

It's not that he has never heard of the gossip about himself, but he doesn't care that much.

Of course, he doesn't know how it will be spread.

For example, what he said to Chu Qinbai in the morning was clearly, "Thank you for sending me, leave quickly." He

almost said that he must not come again in the future.

Maybe the tone of driving people away was too urgent, Chu Qinbai laughed at him.

On the other hand, Chu Qinbai went to the studio.

He didn't appear in the company very often. This was his first time after the filming of the movie was completed. Many people were surprised by his appearance.

"Brother Chu? You are here so early?"

"Hello, Brother Chu, are you looking for Sister Fan? She hasn't come yet."

Chu Qinbai: "Not looking for her, I'm here to deal with something, you guys are busy with your own things."

Others were guessing whether he was busy with the public opinion on the Internet these two days.

In fact, Fan Xuan knew him best.

I learned from Chen Dengdeng that the driver didn't go to pick up people today. When I opened his office, I saw him sitting behind the desk. The first thing he said was, "You came so early to send someone to work? You weren't kicked out, were you?"

Chu Qinbai put down the pen he was signing with.

He leaned back in his chair.

He curled his lips and said, "As you can see."

Chapter 43

Zhou Sheng was also aware of the follow-up of Chu Qinbai's public opinion incident in the past few days, because the discussion was too great.

The change in the wind direction was on the third day.

At that time, the reasons behind the beating had already begun to emerge, and there was a trend of rapid expansion.

At this time, Yang Hui issued a handwritten statement.

He stood firm on his position and said that he would sue the rumormongers.

Then the official backed out.

Suddenly, public opinion was in an uproar.

All the cooperating endorsements announced the termination of the contract one after another, and the ongoing projects were urgently replaced. There were still a few opposing voices on the Internet, but the opinions supporting the ban were almost one-sided. Zhou Sheng saw the ever-changing Internet without knowing Yang Hui at all. More importantly, many people mentioned the past of this land.

This is the history that people who have been rooted here for generations have chosen to remember.

The Yang Hui incident developed very quickly and disappeared very quickly.

At that time, I saw Chu Qinbai's name again.

The Internet was a completely different scene.

——So it's still my brother Chu. He has seen a lot of storms. Yang Hui has been annoying him for so many years, but I have never seen him look anyone in the eye. Now, the other party has killed himself. Awesome!

——I don't know what the people who scold Chu Qinbai are thinking. He never participates in any variety shows, never appears on any programs, and rarely appears except for film work. He deserves to be scolded just because he is popular? When some people scold others, think about what kind of person your master Yang Hui is before you speak, okay?

——Chu Qinbai's suspense film "I Am Not Me" will be released on this National Day. Go and watch it!

——Isn't this the one he collaborated with Ren Qixuan? If it is set, doesn't it mean that it will enter the promotion period? I am embarrassed for Ren Qixuan when the actor was replaced in "Floating Dream". I don't know what the person involved feels. ——Chu Actor

Emperor and Sheng Kai have nothing to do with each other, so Ren Qixuan can still jump out and claim to be his boyfriend?

——You can't say that. Although it is rumored on the Internet that Ren Qixuan sucks blood. But based on my years of experience, these two people must have had a relationship. The movie star and the new generation fell in love because of the drama. This is not normal in the entertainment industry, where love is all about fast food. The two probably broke up later, and the breakup was ugly. The capital incident at that time was very brainless.

——The idiot above, they are not dating, they are not in love, stop spreading rumors.

——Indeed, the fans of Movie Star Chu have not personally verified it. He is obviously not worthy of a wife. If he has one, he would have been pissed off by his temper. Hahaha.

——The fans come to claim it. It is him.

——Claim +1

——+2

The speed of news updates in the entertainment industry is very amazing.

We were still discussing this last second, and the focus has shifted to other things this second.

Two days later, at the largest racecourse in the suburbs of Lancheng.

Zhou Sheng was invited by Jin Quansong to come here for a two-day and one-night outdoor exchange business event.

Although there are many people, it is more like a private party due to the venue.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhou Sheng greeted a few familiar people in front of the vacation villa. Jin Quansong happened to walk over here with a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

Jin Quansong introduced, "My wife, Su Jin, runs a cultural company."

"Boss Su." Zhou Sheng extended his hand to the person and smiled, "I've heard of your name for a long time."

Su Jin pushed his glasses and extended his hand as well, "Yes, I've heard of your name for a long time. I was thinking that Chu San's marriage shocked everyone at the time, and I had to meet you no matter what. Now that I see you... it turns out that Chu Qinbai got a great bargain."

Zhou Sheng only knew at this time that the Su family was a philanthropist.

They had a connection with Chu Qinbai's grandfather, and later the Su family also participated in the charity fund established when Chu Qinbai's mother was alive.

Three generations of old friends, no wonder the tone was familiar.

Zhou Sheng smiled, "Boss Su is a man of temperament."

Su Jin shook his head and said, "I'm not lying to praise you, I've never made a mistake in judging people."

Su Jin fits Zhou Sheng's imagination very well.

He is thin and tall, and looks very gentle, but as soon as he opens his mouth, you will know that he is definitely more direct than Jin Quansong. Probably only this kind of person would really confront Jin Quansong in everything and would not give in at all.

He said and pushed Jin Quansong's arm.

"Speaking of this, where is he? Didn't he come?"

Jin Quansong: "I have a cooperation with him, not a worm in his stomach, how can I know his whereabouts. He rarely attends business gatherings like ours. You might as well ask Mr. Zhou instead of asking me. He must know better than me." Zhou Sheng

was stared at by the two men.

He smiled helplessly.

"I really don't know."

He knew that Chu Qinbai and Jin Quansong were familiar with each other, but he came because of work.

As for Chu Qinbai, he didn't even know that he was also invited.

Zhou Sheng then explained: "But after the new play was finished, he has been busy with investment projects. I guess he has to do a lot of things himself. I haven't seen him much in the past two days." After

Zhou Sheng greeted people.

He went to the room arranged in the villa.

He came to the racecourse.

Of course, there was horse racing.

It lasted until the afternoon.

Zhou Sheng couldn't refuse, so he changed into riding clothes and went out with others.

He didn't know how to ride, so he asked the professional staff of the horse farm to pick a gentle one and lead him for a walk in the horse farm.

The field here is very large, and soon many people ran away.

Another horse came to Zhou Sheng's side.

"Mr. Zhou, come together?" The other party asked with a smile.

Zhou Sheng looked at the face opposite for several seconds before he could barely remember who this person was.

"Mr. Liao." Zhou Sheng recognized the number, touched the horse's neck and said, "I don't know how to ride, I just join in the fun, you go by yourself, I'll just walk around."

Liao Zheng looked at the person in front of him and smiled, "It's okay, I'm just joining in the fun."

Zhou Sheng now meets new people almost every two days, and he has only met Liao Zheng once. He was with Mr. Hu Tianming, the real estate manager, at that time. Zhou Sheng guessed that Liao Zheng should be from the real estate industry.

He was only about 27 or 28 years old and looked very talkative.

Zhou Sheng didn't like the other party's vague gaze.

Even though the two horses were in step, they didn't take the initiative to bring up the topic.

But Liao Zheng has been trying to chat with him.

At this moment, in a high-end cafe in the city center.

Chu Qinbai sat on the sofa.

The fat man opposite said, "Brother Chu, we have known each other for a long time. As long as you invest, I guarantee that you will earn three times the money back. This is your first project after leaving Shengkai. Give me some face?"

"Don't talk nonsense like that." Chu Qinbai put his hand on the table and tapped it slowly with his index finger: "You have been talking to Fan Xuan for three months. Do you think I don't know what you are thinking?"

The other party smiled awkwardly, "This is not..."

His words were interrupted by a beep from Chu Qinbai's phone.

The message came from Su Jin, whom he hadn't contacted for a long time.

They have known each other for a long time, but Jin Quansong has more to talk about when it comes to being familiar with each other.

Normally, they may not send a message for a year or two.

But because Su Jin's mother and his mother Qin Ruo have a close relationship, they still have a relationship when it comes to important matters. It's

the same with Su Jin.

There was only a picture sent.

The words were not necessarily nice: "I say, Third Young Master, where are you fooling around? Liao Zheng, the prince of real estate, a man with a bad reputation. He has many exes, including those in your circle. Even after breaking up, they all praised Liao Zheng for being generous and having good character. I'll send it to you for your viewing. Does the picture look good?"

The photo was of a grassland that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Both of them were from behind.

The one on the left was wearing a riding suit, with a narrow waist and long legs. Chu Qinbai could tell him at a glance.

His eyes turned cold.

Asked back: "Why did Zhou Sheng go to the horse farm?"

Su Jin seemed surprised: "You didn't know? Is the information gap between you two too big? Old Jin asked you, and I thought you didn't come on purpose."

It's an annual event, and he didn't plan to join in the fun.

Not to mention that he didn't know Zhou Sheng went to the horse farm, he didn't even know when he met Jin Quansong.

Chu Qinbai's face was not good. Seeing that he was looking at his phone again, the person opposite asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

"That's all for today." Chu Qinbai stood up and picked up the clothes on the chair: "I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

"Hey! Brother Chu, you..."

The person had already left the house while talking.

Zhou Sheng wandered around the horse farm for less than half an hour and wanted to go back.

Liao Zheng, who had been following him and talking about this and that, suddenly said, "How about I teach you?"

Zhou Sheng: "Aren't you here to join in the fun, too?"

Liao Zheng smiled, "I'm actually pretty good at horse riding, I'm more than capable of teaching you."

Zhou Sheng shook his head, "No need."

At this moment, someone outside the venue not far away suddenly said loudly, "Damn, even Old Jin couldn't invite you, I thought you weren't coming."

"You're being pestered by that Fatty Wang again, right? I say, what are you talking to him about? Your brother Chu spends hundreds of millions on a project, you'll have to hang him to death."

Zhou Sheng turned around and saw Chu Qinbai who had just closed the car door.

When Zhou Sheng saw him, Chu Qinbai happened to look over here. Liao

Zheng said beside him, "It turned out to be him."

"Why?" Zhou Sheng tilted his head, "Mr. Liao knows him?"

Liao Zheng smiled, "Mr. Chu, who doesn't know him? I heard that he has a good relationship with Mr. Jin, but I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence today that he would come." After Liao Zheng finished

speaking, he saw Zhou Sheng still looking outside the venue.

Then he added, "But his reputation has always been bad, and his methods are cruel. I have met several people in the entertainment industry. For example, Ren Qixuan, who appeared again in the past two days, heard that he lost his resources because of his ugly breakup and was retaliated by him."

Zhou Sheng looked at Liao Zheng.

"Mr. Liao." "

Hmm?"

"Some rumors cannot be trusted. It is better not to comment on things without evidence."

The smile on Liao Zheng's face paused.

Nodding, "Mr. Zhou's words are also reasonable. The entertainment industry is full of lies and truth. It is really hard to tell whether it is true or false."

Just as he said this, Chu Qinbai had already come over here.

Liao Zheng was trying to guide Zhou Sheng, and he felt strange when he saw the direction Chu Qinbai was coming from.

Until Chu Qinbai stopped beside them.

Liao Zheng was about to speak: "Mr. Chu..."

"Why did you come here without telling me?" Chu Qinbai asked.

He hooked his coat behind his shoulders, stood in front of Zhou Sheng's horse, took the reins from the staff with his right hand, and asked him.

Zhou Sheng moved with the movement of the horse.

She lowered her head and looked at him, then said, "I left the company temporarily and didn't remember."

He didn't realize who he needed to report to before going out.

Chu Qinbai glanced at him, but didn't say anything else.

He raised his hand and gave him the clothes.

Zhou Sheng didn't understand what he meant, and paused before reaching out to take it.

Chu Qinbai walked to the side, stepped on the stirrup, and turned over while Zhou Sheng was slightly surprised and couldn't react in time.

It was only about a second, and when Zhou Sheng came back to his senses, there was already a person sitting behind him.

Zhou Sheng turned around in shock: "You..."

Chu Qinbai lowered his eyes and looked at him, pulling the horse rope, letting the horse lift its foot and turn around neatly.

The other man who was circling the man and was still stunned at the scene said slowly: "My people, Mr. Liao won't teach you."

Chapter 44

Chu Qinbai finished what he wanted to say, and without waiting for Liao Zheng's reaction, he squeezed the horse's belly and galloped away.

Zhou Sheng rarely felt nervous at such a speed.

His hand unconsciously rested on Chu Qinbai's arm holding the reins, and he leaned back slightly to find a little stability.

Chu Qinbai whispered in his ear, "Relax."

"Slow down."

"What?" Chu Qinbai leaned forward to look at his profile, "What?"

Zhou Sheng couldn't open his eyes completely because of the wind. He tilted his head in the bumps and raised his voice: "I said slow down!"

After that, he heard a low laugh.

Chu Qinbai: "Don't panic, it's okay, I'll take you for two laps."

At the increasingly faster speed, Zhou Sheng couldn't jump off the horse, so he could only try to follow his words to adapt to the rhythm and breathing. Chu Qinbai seemed to be very skilled in riding horses, and Zhou Sheng gradually adapted to it.

This horse farm was built at the foot of the mountain, and the huge grassland was vast and boundless.

There was the sound of whistling wind in his ears.

After getting used to it, people will easily find the feeling of joy and excitement in this sport. The blue sky, the grass, the horses and the mountains, you can easily forget everything, and only what is in front of you is left in the world.

Zhou Sheng couldn't remember how long he hadn't run like this.

Since coming here, one reason was physical, and the other was too busy at work.

Complicated things, endless social interactions, always going back and forth between documents and residence.

The more he ran, the more relaxed he felt.

Halfway through, he even held the reins with Chu Qinbai and experienced the feeling of driving a horse.

When the horse finally rushed up a hillside, Zhou Sheng was already sweating profusely.

Chu Qinbai stopped the horse and witnessed the sunset on the top of the mountain together.

"The scenery is really beautiful." Zhou Sheng said.

Chu Qinbai glanced at him, "If you like, you can come often."

Zhou Sheng panted slightly and shook his head, "Forget it. If you always indulge in pleasure, you will easily become lazy and unable to cope with the busy life. It's not suitable for me."

"You are already self-disciplined enough. How many more people do you want to make feel inferior?" Chu Qinbai said, staring at the sweat beads on his temples, "Besides, you really need to move more. Are you tired?"

"Not bad."

Zhou Sheng suddenly coughed while talking.

He clenched his fist to block his mouth, and couldn't stop coughing.

"Don't move." Chu Qinbai sat in the back and took his hand away, replaced it with his own hand, and directly covered the lower half of his face, and took him to lean on his shoulder, "I guess you choked on the wind. I said to inhale again when you inhale... OK, exhale, continue."

This posture directly made Zhou Sheng embedded in front of him.

Zhou Sheng had only one feeling, hot.

Chu Qinbai's palms were very wide, and the temperature was also high after running. Zhou Sheng could feel his sweat sliding down his face and across his skin. His breath was blocked by his palm. He couldn't tell whether the dampness was from his own breath or from his hand. At

that moment, his mind was even a little confused,

as if he was covered by a cloud of fog.

He even thought of the few scenes he had seen.

The sound of the famous actor and the boss flirting through the veil backstage of the theater; when he was young, his classmate was accidentally caught by him and spread out the unsightly pictures on the pages of a book; later, during a mission, he met a foreign woman who put her hand on his chest with red nail polish.

All these things instantly came to his mind.

But he could clearly feel the difference.

There was no strong discomfort. There was

only an indescribable feeling. He guessed that it might be because Chu Qinbai was a man. Instinctively, he couldn't associate the two men with the things he had seen.

But in such a scene, it was also ridiculous to think of such things.

It seemed as if all his senses were amplified in an instant. He could clearly hear his own breathing. The back of his head was forced to rest on Chu Qinbai's shoulder. He could see his jaw and nose bridge when he looked up.

Zhou Sheng took his hand away in an instant, sat up straight, and took a long breath.

He said evasively: "I'm much better. Thank you."

Chu Qinbai's eyes circled behind his red ears.

He calmly retracted his gaze, turned the horse's head, and said: "Okay, then we won't run now, go back slowly."

The tone of voice unconsciously became much lighter.

Unfortunately, Zhou Sheng didn't notice.

When they finally walked out of the horse farm.

Chu Qinbai waited for the staff to come and lead the horses, and Zhou Sheng went out first.

Most of the people who were originally running horses had gone down and returned to their rooms.

The event will not start until the evening, and it will be held on the lawn in front of the horse farm holiday villa. Now the sun has just set, and the staff are making preparations.

Liao Zheng, who was not far away, noticed him.

There were three or four people sitting next to him, all of whom were from the second generation circle of Lancheng.

Following his gaze, he asked, "Who is that?"

"Zhou Sheng." Liao Zheng took a sip of the red wine in his hand and answered, but he didn't take his eyes away from that place.

Compared with when Zhou Sheng first entered the venue, there was an indescribable feeling.

His skin was red after exercise, his hair was a little messy due to the wind, and he walked out wearing a coat that didn't belong to him. Although his steps were still calm and steady, there was a kind of embarrassment that was inadvertently revealed.

That kind of embarrassment was not his own embarrassment.

It was from outsiders that he was in control of the situation when he talked with the business people for less than two hours. The alienated self and calmness when he was leisurely on horseback were all shattered.

From the inside out, he exuded a more vivid and real feeling.

One of the people next to Liao Zheng saw that he was always looking at someone else, so he teased, "Isn't this the one that you, Mr. Liao, like?"

As soon as this was said, another person who knew Zhou Sheng said in a low voice, "You have a good eye. I heard that Zhou Sheng is not simple. He revitalized Zhou's company and his business is on the right track." He pointed upwards and said, "You understand. It's best not to touch such a person, and I think he is no better than the people you have dated before."

Liao Zheng has the best family background among them.

He is also charming, otherwise there wouldn't be so many ex-girlfriends who would desperately want to get back together with him after breaking up.

In terms of family background, if he really liked the eldest son of the Zhou family, it would be nothing.

But this Zhou Sheng has no intersection with the second-generation circle in Lancheng, and those who used to hang out with him have long cut off contact.

The Zhou family is now in his hands, and its strength is no longer the same as before.

Liao Zheng took another sip from the cup before speaking, "He should not be single."

The person next to him was shocked: "It's not good to mess with someone who is not single."

Another person: "Should? So you are not sure yet?"

When he said "not sure", Zhou Shengren had already approached.

He noticed the people here and met Liao Zheng's eyes again.

Liao Zheng greeted him as usual: "Mr. Zhou."

Because they had exchanged ideas in the afternoon, Zhou Sheng nodded to the other party: "Mr. Liao."

At the same time, everyone noticed that there was another person walking behind Zhou Sheng.

The others who were caught off guard and saw the person clearly were dumbfounded.

The person came up and picked up Zhou Sheng's coat, and said: "I want to talk to Lao Jin about something. You are sweating all over. Go to the room and take a shower before coming down."

"Are you here tonight too?" Zhou Sheng asked.

Chu Qinbai hummed, "I have something to do too. I will take you back tomorrow."

Zhou Sheng didn't say anything else.

He turned around and left.

Except for Liao Zheng, the others who had just come to their senses said, "Brother Chu."

"Hello, Brother Chu."

Some of the people who came here have close ties with the Chu family.

Although they have never dealt with Chu Qinbai, they still greet him frequently when they see him.

Chu Qinbai swept his eyes over Liao Zheng, then retracted them, "Hello."

After that, he left without stopping. As soon

as they left.

Someone murmured: "Liao Zheng, you mean Zhou Sheng is his man, right?"

"It must be, you see the coat Zhou Sheng was wearing just now, it's not his."

Someone expressed deep sympathy to Liao Zheng: "I wanted to persuade you to give it a try, but now forget it. Everyone says Chu San is a mad dog, don't forget why the Chu family changed its owner. Although he is from another circle and his connections are completely unrelated to the Chu family, his relationship with his eldest brother is not bad, and he has also cooperated with Jin Quansong for several years, don't mess with him." The

Liao family has a good family background, but in terms of foundation, it is not as deep as the Qin family, Chu Qinbai's mother's family, and in terms of financial resources, it is also far from the Chu family.

Liao Zheng is not so inappropriate to compete with Chu Qinbai for people.

He can only pretend to be indifferent and shrugged.

"Of course, it's just a good impression. What do you think I can do?"

Zhou Sheng didn't really care about Liao Zheng from beginning to end.

He didn't know that he thought Chu Qinbai just casually said "my man" and labeled him.

Even the moment of absent-mindedness at the racecourse was forgotten afterwards.

At nine o'clock in the evening.

After taking a shower and changing into a suit,

Zhou Sheng returned to his usual self. He

was sincere in staying awake at all times and not indulging in pleasure.

Su Jin stood with him.

The two men of similar stature, both with eye-catching looks, unexpectedly had something to talk about.

The surroundings were filled with toasts. Su Jin touched the glass in his hand and asked him, "I heard that you have been paying attention to medical and education investments recently?"

"Is Mr. Su interested too?" Zhou Sheng asked him.

Su Jin smiled and said, "Forget it. I opened a cultural company because I am not interested in my family's business. I am just curious about how you, Zhou's Enterprise, thought of doing this?"

Zhou Sheng: "That may be... I just happened to be interested."

Su Jin laughed, "Mr. Zhou is indeed extraordinary."

At this time, a warm cheer suddenly sounded from the distance of the lawn.

The staff member in charge of the venue held the microphone and said, "Everyone, we are not interested in serious business exchanges today. President Jin said that since we can get together, we should just have fun. Now let's draw numbers, and the ones who are drawn will come up to perform!"

Zhou Sheng stood in the corner.

He asked Su Jin, "Is President Jin always like this?"

Su Jin: "You don't know, in the past few years, some of them went to the North Pole and the South Pole, and Chu Qinbai was also involved. They are all guys who look decent to outsiders, but they are not serious people at all."

Zhou Sheng smiled and said nothing.

Until the number plate in his hand was drawn.

No. 56, it happened to be him.

He did not refuse.

He put down the cup, and under Su Jin's teasing eyes, he slowly walked through the crowd and came forward.

The person in charge of the organization knew who was coming, and when he saw it was him, he immediately smiled and said, "It turned out to be President Zhou, please come in. President Zhou, can you introduce yourself first?"

Zhou Sheng stood on a simple platform half knee high, holding the microphone in one hand.

"Zhou Sheng, the repetitive Zhou, the sound of silence."

He only introduced his name. He

didn't mention any background or identity.

The host was also quick to react and got straight to the point.

Zhou Sheng looked at the well-prepared things in the corner of the stage.

He walked over and looked for them.

Then his fingers brushed over a dark green harmonica and picked it up.

He sat down on a high stool in the corner of the stage, holding the microphone, smiled and said, "I don't have any talent. It just happened today. I learned a short piece many years ago. Just listen to it casually."

Two seconds later, the unique low and hoarse sound of the harmonica penetrated.

Zhou Sheng lowered his eyes. It was a simple melody, with a kind of long and casual melody, and it was thick and bitter when tasted carefully.

Even the person playing it didn't seem to be in such an occasion.

He was on the road carrying a box in the autumn of 1945, next to the railway track.

A railway worker had just lost his wife and he was raising two children alone.

When teaching Zhou Sheng, they sat together on the hill next to the newly built railway.

Zhou Sheng asked him, "Is it hard?"

He smiled and said, "Who isn't?"

Zhou Sheng was asked what he was going to do alone?

Zhou Sheng said, "To visit relatives."

There were no relatives to visit at that time.

It was on his way to Yucheng for the last time, and the big brother he had just met sent him

off with this song. Two months later, Zhou Sheng was completely separated from that era.

The people below were talking in a low voice.

Someone quietly asked who this Mr. Zhou was, and someone asked what the song was called.

Jin Quansong and Chu Qinbai stood on the balcony on the second floor of the villa. Jin Quansong

leaned on the railing and said, "It's a bit interesting, the skills are average, but the taste is really hard for ordinary people without some experience to play it. What's the name of the song?"

Chu Qinbai maintained the same posture as him.

He shook the cup in his hand, looked at the people downstairs, and said slowly, "I want to know more than you do."

Chapter 45:

Chasing the coolness on a summer night, The man sitting on the stage, a piece of music like a minor tune, made the whole audience quiet down.

Amid the long applause, the host called Zhou Sheng who was trying to leave, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, please stay." He then asked the audience: "I see that everyone's reaction is so enthusiastic, is it because Mr. Zhou plays too well?"

Someone below started to make a noise.

"It's mainly because he looks good!"

There was a burst of laughter.

The host asked Zhou Sheng: "The song you just played doesn't seem to be a familiar song. I wonder what it's called?"

"There is no name, or maybe there is one." Zhou Sheng said: "It's just that the person who taught me at the time said that I would send you off with this nameless song, and from now on, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and there is no need to remember it."

The host was stunned, "Then the friend who taught you is quite interesting."

"Yes." Zhou Sheng said with a smile.

The dark-skinned brother had wrinkles at the corners of his eyes when he smiled.

He said that he had also studied before.

He understood the sadness of this world better.

But he has a kind of free and easy attitude of a middle-aged man who has experienced hardships.

He said, "It's easier to die than to live. You're so young. Take care of yourself. Go forward and don't look back."

Zhou Sheng sometimes sighed at this strange fate.

His life trajectory should have ended that year, but he didn't die in the end.

Keep moving forward.

Crossing the ocean of time, he has come to today.

Today's Zhou Sheng is still Zhou Sheng, but

he is more than Zhou Sheng. Because of a person with the same name and surname, he has many new identities. He is Zhou Qicong's son, the company's executive decision-maker, and even married for this. He is the hidden marriage partner of the entertainment industry's movie emperor Chu Qinbai. The

identities of son and partner used to be very empty and unreal to him.

It was more like fulfilling the responsibilities of the original Zhou Sheng.

Until Zhou Qicong's health had problems.

Weekly visits were implemented.

So many people in the company were waiting for him to make a decision. He took Qian Sheng, Zhu Qin and others to other places, and now it is not the best time to transfer them back.

Then there is Chu Qinbai.

Recently, his presence seems to have become stronger.

It's not just that they meet frequently, but it's like in such an occasion, among so many people, he can recognize his gaze at a glance.

That firm, locked feeling is obvious.

Zhou Sheng has never been looked at like this.

He looked up and stared at Chu Qinbai on the second floor.

Unfortunately, it was too far away, and Zhou Sheng couldn't find anything from his eyes.

Second floor. Jin Quansong laughed beside him and said, "Fortunately, it's this kind of occasion. If it were your fan meeting, you two would have been photographed looking at each other from a distance."

Chu Qinbai saw the people below step down and retracted his gaze: "I never hold fan meetings."

Jin Quansong teased: "Tell me the truth, you have been attracted to people for a long time."

Chu Qinbai turned around and leaned against the railing, his face empty, and slowly said: "Maybe."

I don't remember when it started. After all,

it was the first time that he stood in front of me with a brand new look. Or he said, how can you be so ungrateful. Or maybe it was the rainy night when they met and looked at each other beside the Linshun County Highway.

Some people are touching.

There is no time to explain the reasons.

When you really react, you will find that there are actually traces to follow.

Jin Quansong turned around and leaned against him. When he tilted his head to see his appearance, he smiled and said, "When Su Jin and I almost got divorced, you said we were bored. I always thought that it was really hard for you to like anyone, until I met Zhou Sheng. I was not surprised that you fell into his hands." " You are not

the only one who said that."

"It seems that there are still many people who understand." Jin Quansong: "But I think Zhou Sheng doesn't take feelings seriously as you did at the beginning. His career is booming, and he doesn't want anything from you. You, this matter is difficult to deal with." Chu Qinbai said

indifferently: "Then you don't need to worry about it. It's my own business."

Chu Qinbai stood up and prepared to leave the balcony.

Jin Quansong stopped him: "Where are you going?"

Chu Qinbai turned around: "Hasn't the cooperation been discussed? It's late at night, why don't you go and sleep with you?"

Lao Jin: "..."

The activities outside the villa are almost coming to an end.

The sound of cars driving away sounded one after another.

A small number of people who were specially invited by Jin Quansong will be arranged to stay here tonight.

When Zhou Sheng went upstairs, he saw Chu Qinbai waiting at the door.

He and Jin Quansong have a deep cooperation, and this horse farm vacation villa can be regarded as his own territory. So from the afternoon horse riding to the evening activities, Zhou Sheng has never seen him hide his identity.

Zhou Sheng approached with his coat on and pressed the room card on the door.

Then he turned his head and asked him who was leaning against him: "Do you have something to ask me?"

Chu Qinbai folded his hands: "I came too late, and there is no room arranged. Would you consider taking me in?"

"You are very free."

Zhou Sheng pressed the handle and pushed open the door: "If you have something to say, come in first."

Zhou Sheng had already taken a shower in the afternoon, but there were many social events downstairs, and he was drunk again.

After entering the door, he put his coat on the bed and took a towel to go into the bathroom as soon as possible. This

is not the first time they have been in the same room.

Zhou Sheng did not close the

bathroom door. Washing hands on the sink.

Chu Qinbai approached the door, lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, but did not do anything specific.

As if asking him casually: "Do you remember who taught you the song?"

Zhou Sheng paused.

He looked up and exchanged glances with Chu Qinbai in the mirror.

The next second, he calmly continued his hand movements: "Why do you ask this?"

"The melody is good and rare. I have many friends who make music. He was also present when you met Qu Ruyi. His name is Tan Qiwei. Do you remember?"

Zhou Sheng thought about it and barely remembered such a person.

So he nodded: "I have some impression, but it's been too long since I saw him. I can't remember what he looks like."

Chu Qinbai hummed, "I mean. I do know some people in the music industry. Fan Xuan's husband Liang Bin is also a famous music producer. If you want to find the person who told you not to remember, maybe I can help."

Zhou Sheng really paused this time.

He looked at Chu Qinbai in the mirror again.

The sound of water in the sink continued.

Zhou Sheng: "It was many years ago. He was not in the music industry, so I couldn't find him."

"Are you so sure?"

Zhou Sheng raised his hand to turn off the water.

Hmm.

"Zhou Sheng." Chu Qinbai suddenly called his name.

Zhou Sheng turned around, "What's up?"

Chu Qinbai looked at him for two seconds, put his phone in his pocket, and stepped into the bathroom.

He took the towel that Zhou Sheng had just placed beside him, took his hands, wrapped them in the towel, and slowly dried them.

Zhou Sheng didn't move for a while.

When he wiped his arm with water droplets, Zhou Sheng reacted and took it: "It's okay, I can do it myself."

"Really don't need help?"

Zhou Sheng always felt that his words were a double entendre.

Thinking of his question just now, Zhou Sheng raised his eyes to look at him, then lowered his eyes, and said while wiping his hands: "When I met him... I was very young, and it was also very accidental. He was almost forty years old at that time, just a railway worker. It's unrealistic to find someone. Besides, I don't want to find someone."

Zhou Sheng's words slightly changed the facts.

He didn't look for someone because he knew it was impossible, and also because he didn't want to. It was

a chance encounter.

It was a coincidence, and it was also the most appropriate form of that memory.

"Okay, then don't look for it." Chu Qinbai said.

Zhou Sheng looked at him unexpectedly.

Chu Qinbai: "But, don't you want to know what the song is called?"

"Maybe he composed it himself."

Chu Qinbai smiled: "It's unlikely, I can ask someone to help find it."

Zhou Sheng didn't care.

Many old things were lost in the past.

Since there are people who appreciate it, it is naturally better to be passed down, and it is not surprising that he would have something that can be passed down.

Zhou Sheng put the towel back on and asked him: "You came to me to talk about this?"

"Since it is related to you, whether you are looking for a person or a song, I have to ask for your opinion."

Zhou Sheng walked out of the bathroom and went to find clothes to change after taking a shower.

When he turned around, he was still at the door.

Zhou Sheng stood still: "I don't have any opinions, is there anything else?"

"I should ask, Zhou Sheng." Chu Qinbai suddenly took a step closer, and his fingertips brushed Zhou Sheng's eyelids. At the moment when he blinked reflexively, Chu Qinbai leaned forward and looked at him, whispering: "How many secret surprises do you have that I don't know about. Hmm? Why not tell me all at once."

At a certain moment, Zhou Sheng felt that his soul was pierced by that look.

He was completely different from Zhou Sheng in the past, and he had already prepared that one day, someone would be very frank in his suspicion.

He was not surprised that this person was Chu Qinbai.

Zhou Sheng shook his head, "What kind of secret is this? If you want to learn the harmonica, it's not difficult."

No matter what he was asking, Zhou Sheng had decided early on that no one needed to know where he came from, or who Zhou Sheng was.

While Zhou Sheng was speaking, he reached out and lifted Chu Qinbai's chin, pushing him away slightly.

Education: "Mr. Chu, no matter how handsome you are, don't get so close to me. It's late, I have to take a shower."

Chu Qinbai seemed to be sealed by his action.

He kept that posture for a long time without moving.

The next second, Zhou Sheng saw that his left lower jawbone bulged out significantly, and it was obvious that he was gritting his teeth.

Then he stood up and said calmly: "It's okay, wash your own."

Zhou Sheng frowned: "...Are you provoking me?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhou is angry?"

Zhou Sheng gave him a faint look: "Brother Chu, I am 26 years old this year."

Chu Qinbai frowned: "Then?"

"I won't bother with a young man like you."

After all, two lifetimes.

Added together, I don't know how much older he is.

Zhou Sheng was about to leave: "Then you can live here by yourself, I'll find someone to ask for a new room."

"Come back!" Chu Qinbai grabbed his arm, exhaled, and looked at him helplessly: "You win, wash it well, don't soak for too long."

Chu Qinbai grabbed him and turned around and walked out neatly.

Standing in the corridor at the door.

He casually sent out the audio that he had recorded before.

At the same time, he sent a message: Look for it, do you have a backup recording of this song?

When Liang Bin received the message from Chu Qinbai, he was indeed still in the recording studio.

Fan Xuan happened to come to bring him midnight snacks.

Fan Xuan was puzzled: "What are you doing? Do you still want to enter the music industry?"

"Probably not." Liang Bin had just finished listening to the recording and called Chu Qinbai: "Listening to the melody, it should be quite old. I have indeed collected a lot of niche old music in my many years of making music, but I have no impression of this song at all. I can help find it, but I'm afraid it will take time."

Chu Qinbai: "It's okay, there's no rush."

​​Liang Bin liked this song very much: "Where did you hear it from?" " From

Zhou Sheng."

As an agent, Fan Xuan is still very perceptive.

He immediately took the phone and asked him: "It's related to Zhou Sheng again, Chu Qinbai, what are you doing?"

"Find the name of this song for him."

Fan Xuan frowned: "Don't fool me, what song is so important?"

It was a song that made Zhou Sheng play a desolate feeling.

Just the way he sat on the stage reminded him of the afternoon when he came to the studio to visit.

All the evidence shows that he is the original Zhou Sheng.

The investigation shows that there are no twins. The resident doctor's report proved that he had lost his memory and it was very likely that his temperament had changed drastically. Even the genetic test made it clear that he was the Zhou Sheng of the past.

As for why he was still obsessed with searching after listening to a harmonica song.

What exactly he wanted to confirm or find, even he himself didn't know.

Liang Bin thought of something and said, "That's not right. Since you knew it from Zhou Sheng, why don't you just ask him directly?"

Chu Qinbai said vaguely, "He doesn't know either. Even if he knows something, if he is willing to confess everything, it's probably not him."

Fan Xuan couldn't stand it, "What are you talking about, what do you know and what don't. You're still confessing, but he's not your prisoner."

Chu Qinbai touched the place where his chin had just been touched.

Thinking of his age of twenty-six, he didn't care.

He snorted, "Compared to a prisoner, he looks more like he wants to be my ancestor."

☆ 48. Chapter 46

Chapter 46

On the morning of the second day of the return trip, Chu Qinbai drove himself.

Zhou Sheng sat in the passenger seat, looking down to deal with company affairs.

While waiting for the car at the traffic light, Chu Qinbai saw him frowning and pinching his nose bridge. He opened the ventilation and said, "Don't look at the computer on the road. It's easy to get carsick."

Zhou Sheng typed on the keyboard: "The report is due in the afternoon. I'll confirm it one last time."

"Is it with Liu Shengshi?"

"Yeah." Zhou Sheng thought of his previous understanding of the other party, and said casually: "This is the first round of resource exchange. The traditional foundation of Zhou's company has always been inefficient operations and inefficient marketing methods, and it does not have sustainable capabilities. The current standardized digital upgrade is the key to ensuring long-term cooperation."

Chu Qinbai looked at the front of the car and suddenly asked, "Don't you feel tired?"

"What?" Zhou Sheng didn't hear it clearly, paused briefly, and asked him with his head tilted.

Chu Qinbai: "I just learned from Su Jin that you are still preparing for investment in education and medical care. You are so busy, but you still squeeze out the few spare hours every day. Don't you feel tired?"

Zhou Sheng understood now.

"Of course I am tired."

"Then why do you still do it?"

Zhou Sheng: "If you are tired, don't you do it? When you were very tired in filming, you didn't say you wouldn't film. Although there are many disadvantages of being affiliated with Shengkai, you can at least save a lot of trouble. You are not short of money, so why do you still want to invest in a film and television company? It's the same reason."

The red light just stopped.

The car started again.

Chu Qinbai glanced at him and stopped talking about this topic. He just said: "I have been driving myself recently. If you go out without a driver, just call Xiaolin directly. As for the issue of meals, I will ask Mrs. Zhang to prepare them for you and send them to your company."

Zhou Sheng looked at the computer.

"If you can't find a driver, it's very convenient to take a taxi. There is a cafeteria in the company for meals."

Chu Qinbai frowned: "I'm not discussing this with you. You can be busy at work, but you can't just be perfunctory in life." Two seconds later, he continued: "There is one more thing. Since we are married after all and live together. I think it is necessary to inform each other of any trips that will not be home overnight."

Zhou Sheng completely stopped what he was doing.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at Chu Qinbai.

"You are not right." Zhou Sheng said.

Chu Qinbai raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Sheng looked at him: "Ever since you came back from the completion of "Floating Dreams", you insisted that I move into the apartment, and I felt that something was wrong with you. Now not only do you provide food and accommodation, but you also let me enjoy all your resources unconditionally. Chu Qinbai, you... don't you mean it for real?"

Zhou Sheng was not completely unaware of it, so he didn't call him Mr. Chu in a polite manner as before. He

didn't call him Brother Chu with a bit of deliberate ridicule.

He called him Chu Qinbai.

A certain big movie star tilted his head and looked at each other.

"What's real?"

Zhou Sheng bent his index finger joint, rubbed his brow, then raised it again, looking inquiringly, "I'm talking about marriage, do you want to make a fake play real?"

Chu Qinbai's reaction was flat.

He said, "Let me remind you, Mr. Zhou, this question itself is wrong, our marriage is not fake."

Zhou Sheng: "I know it's a real marriage, so for example, I helped you hide the fact of marriage, attended certain occasions, met family members, etc., I tried my best to cooperate."

At this time, the car drove to the bridge where they had been stuck in traffic before.

The last time was at night, Zhou Sheng was forced to meet his grandmother.

Now the car went all the way to the bridge without any obstruction.

Chu Qinbai nodded: "Continue."

Zhou Sheng: "So we just need to maintain the current situation, and no one should cross the line."

"Oh? What kind of situation, in your opinion, is considered crossing the line?"

Chu Qinbai seemed calm, but the questions did not stop.

Zhou Sheng thought for a moment: "Just, there's no need to care too much about me, I'm not used to it. I don't like some over-the-border relationships either. I like everything to be simple and clear, don't make things so complicated."

The car got off the bridge, but did not follow the planned route.

Chu Qinbai turned the steering wheel at the fork in the road. He

slowly stopped the car on the side of the road.

He grabbed the steering wheel with his left hand, turned his whole body sideways, and faced Zhou Sheng.

He leaned forward: "Caring about you is crossing the line, so it feels complicated? Zhou Sheng, should I say that you are too hard to please, or too easy to please?"

Zhou Sheng couldn't stand this atmosphere.

The small space in the car made him feel trapped.

Especially when Chu Qinbai was in front of him, the faint breath on him made Zhou Sheng unconsciously think of the feeling of him sitting behind him and surrounding him when he was riding a horse yesterday.

Zhou Sheng stepped back slightly.

Because of this action, Chu Qinbai glanced at him.

Zhou Sheng frowned, not used to it, and emphasized: "This is what I want to say. We are not in a relationship that requires us to please each other. Of course, I just put forward my own ideas. Marriage is not a matter for one person. You can also raise any requirements you have."

Chu Qinbai put his right hand on the back of Zhou Sheng's chair.

"You are so repulsive, what else can I raise?"

Zhou Sheng thought about it and felt that he had indeed overreacted just now.

He said: "Legal obligations within the marriage relationship are all fine."

Chu Qinbai lowered his head and laughed, then raised his head: "Performing the obligation of "married life" is also OK?"

Zhou Sheng froze for a moment, embarrassed: "Of course not! What are you thinking about."

Chu Qinbai looked at him for a few seconds, and reached out to help him adjust his seat belt.

Slowly speaking: "I don't think as much as you do. So, it is my normal obligation to care about you. Rejecting other people's kindness and not liking to have too many emotional ties with people, if you don't suspect that you are afraid of falling in love with me, then what are you afraid of living like this?"

Zhou Sheng calmed down.

He raised his eyes: "I'm afraid of many things."

"I think you're quite fearless."

Chu Qinbai sat back, restarted the car, and said: "Mr. Zhou, just focus on your work and don't think too much."

Zhou Sheng looked at his calm profile. He

sat upright and returned to work.

From the beginning, knowing that he was married in this world, Zhou Sheng didn't think Chu Qinbai needed to fulfill any marital responsibilities to him. All along, Zhou Sheng was very satisfied with the state between them.

They didn't interfere with each other and had clear boundaries.

The relationship was okay.

But recently he suddenly found that something was different.

It's not just Chu Qinbai, the point is that he found that he would also be affected by the other party.

Zhou Sheng has long been accustomed to living alone. Instead of bearing that uncontrollable feeling, he would express his attitude of wanting to draw a clear line from the beginning.

This conversation on the road.

Zhou Sheng felt that he had made it clear, but it seemed that he was led to a confused ending.

But it's not so important anymore.

He had a trip abroad the next day.

The CYN factory that had cooperated with the UK had always been going smoothly.

But now Zhou's company is basically changing step by step. The cooperation needs to be renegotiated, and he has to go there in person.

Chu Qinbai asked for a report as a co-resident.

Zhou Sheng also did it.

- I'm on a business trip for a week, don't worry.

Then he got on the plane with his suitcase.

Xu Chao went with him.

Seeing the person he sent a message to, the note was Chu Qinbai.

He asked cautiously: "Brother Sheng, do you still have to tell him when you go out now?"

Zhou Sheng thought for a while and said: "Well, he asked."

Xu Chao: "He may not be able to do this kind of request himself, right?"

Xu Chao has been following Zhou Sheng for quite a while.

He has always known that Brother Sheng and that actor Chu don't have a good relationship.

When they first went to Fucheng, the two had almost no contact. Xu Chao's deepening bad impression of Chu Qinbai also came from that time.

Zhou Sheng looked at his phone and said, "He said he would send it too. But I guess he has some thoughts about me."

Xu Chao: "..."

We're already married, what does it mean to have some thoughts now?

"He wants to reconcile with you?" Xu Chao asked.

"We haven't broken up, so how can we reconcile?"

Xu Chao: "...What does this mean?"

"Maybe it's just my illusion. Anyway, I've already refused. The most urgent thing is this contract. You hand over the details to the legal department for confirmation. We'll go directly after getting off the plane."

Xu Chao looked at his brother Sheng.

Even though they are already very familiar with each other, Xu Chao can't forget Zhou Sheng, who told him that he just needs to trust him.

Zhou Sheng met his gaze and laughed: "What's that look in your eyes?"

Xu Chao: "Admiration. I just feel that facing the status of Chu Yingdi, surrounded by people with vanity and temptation. But you are completely unmoved. Brother Sheng, I'm afraid you are the only one." Zhou

Sheng didn't say anything.

This time when he went abroad, he couldn't tell whether he had the idea of ​​avoiding him for a few days.

In fact, he was not sure.

Chu Qinbai just thought he ran away.

He just said he didn't want his concern the day before.

The next day, he sent a text message and simply disappeared.

Chen Dengdeng stood in front of the desk in her brother Chu's office, holding the schedule.

She felt like she had returned to the pre-liberation era.

The air pressure was even more frightening than when she first became an assistant.

She didn't know what was going on. She

clearly heard that the two had just spent a day and a night together at the horse farm.

Did they have a quarrel? Or was he not doing well at work?

Chen Dengdeng: "Boss, you have an appointment with Producer Tang in the afternoon. And that Mr. Wang has been calling the studio, saying that he wants to talk to you again. In addition, the promotion of "I Am Not Me" is about to begin, and Sister Fan said that you need to cooperate with the tour promotion. Although this movie is not made for awards, it is a mission movie and you must actively cooperate."

Chu Qinbai sat on a chair facing the window, and he didn't even turn around.

"Got it." Chu Qinbai said: "Please confirm the specific time for the meeting in the afternoon, and don't bother with Mr. Wang. As for the movie, just cooperate with the promotion."

So easy to talk to?

Chen Dengdeng was secretly delighted.

She tilted her body and looked towards the chair quietly.

The next second Chu Qinbai suddenly turned back, almost scaring her to jump.

Chu Qinbai frowned and looked at her: "Why are you so startled?"

Chen Dengdeng said aggrievedly: "I heard that you were in a bad mood. At noon, Sister Lu, who is in charge of materials, came in to pour you coffee. Seeing your face, she thought something bad had happened. I was just concerned about you."

Chu Qinbai flipped through the documents on the table: "Instead of caring about me, you might as well go out and do your work."

"Okay. Do you need me to ask Xiaolin to come early in the evening? You have been going home on time at eight o'clock recently."

Chu Qinbai bowed his head and signed: "No need." "

Mr. Zhou is working overtime?" Chen Dengdeng asked tentatively.

Chu Qinbai paused, "He's not here."

"Not here? Not at home?"

Chen Dengdeng thought, it won't be so long, and they are going to separate, right?

Chu Qinbai signed quickly.

Put on the pen cap and close the document.

Hand it over: "Not here means, Mr. Zhou you mentioned, he ran away."

"Ah?" Chen Dengdeng was shocked.

Countless images flashed through her mind in an instant.

For example, what kind of beast in human form is Brother Chu? He finally couldn't stand it anymore and forced a man like Mr. Zhou to run away from home.

Chen Dengdeng took the file hesitantly: "Brother Chu, what did you do to Mr. Zhou?"

Chu Qinbai glanced at her: "If I really did something, would I still be here talking nonsense with you now?"

It's because he didn't do anything.

He believed that when Zhou Sheng clearly wanted to draw a line, he restrained himself in time and didn't say a word that crossed the line.

It was because he knew that Zhou Sheng's personality couldn't be forced.

The result was good.

Rejection before anything started.

That's not all, after discovering a little clue, she turned around and simply ignored him.

Chen Dengdeng retreated to the door step by step.

Chu Qinbai didn't pay any attention to her at all.

He frowned and picked up the mobile phone on his left hand, and the interface was still on the chat interface.

——I'm on a business trip for a week, don't miss me.

Where are you going in reply? But there was no reply for a long time.

Chu Qinbai put the phone on the table.

He said to Chen Dengdeng who had just arrived at the door: "Ask someone to pay attention to Zhou's dynamics and synchronize the public schedule to me in the future."

Chen Dengdeng pried open the door: "Brother Chu, aren't you in a hurry to find someone?"

Chu Qin said: "He is in the UK, I already know."

He also knew that he couldn't reply to the message on the plane.

He still had the patience to wait.

☆ 49. Chapter 47

Chapter 47

Zhou Sheng went to England, which was also a revisit to his hometown. He

came to this place in his previous life when he was seventeen years old. At

that age, Zhou Sheng had just separated from his family and hometown. He saw mountains as mountains and water as water.

Zhou Sheng never thought that he would come again. Xu Chao had

more opportunities to go abroad in recent months, and it was his first time to visit England. In the busy schedule, he still had a high interest in traveling.

Seeing Zhou Sheng so calm, "Brother Sheng, have you been here?"

"Yes." Zhou Sheng said, "If you are interested, you can look around after the first two days." "What

about you?" Xu Chao asked.

Zhou Sheng: "I have been there, there is nothing to see. The time was originally scheduled for one week, so there is still time. You don't need to be by my side all the time."

"Then I still have to follow you." Xu Chao said.

Zhou Sheng smiled.

After all, the schedule is not tight, and he is not busy every moment. If he stays in the hotel for a long time, Xu Chao himself will not be able to sit still.

In fact, it is true.

Unfortunately, it rained in the city the day after they arrived. In

the 19th century, urban pollution was very serious in Britain, and smog was enough to kill many people with respiratory diseases. After a long reform, the environment was improved.

But this is a rainy city.

It is almost autumn in Britain now, and with the rain, the whole view is foggy when you open the window.

Zhou Sheng had just had a meeting with the head of CYN for most of the day.

He was a little tired.

He went back to the hotel to pack his luggage.

When he saw his phone, he found the message Chu Qinbai sent him yesterday. He

only asked where he was going?

It seemed that it was just a polite inquiry after a routine report, and there was no extra inquiry.

Zhou Sheng thought, he had such an unapproachable personality.

Now he is willing to take the initiative to say that he cares about him. I don't know how much face he has put down.

The busyness of the entertainment industry is different from their busyness. Vacations may be long, but when they are busy, they work non-stop, and it is normal to turn day and night upside down. Not to mention that in addition to his artist affairs, he also has things to do with the investment company.

Zhou Sheng replied briefly.

The next second, Chu Qinbai's video popped up.

Zhou Sheng was stunned for a moment before he clicked the answer button.

Looking at the clear blue sky outside his window, Zhou Sheng asked, "What's up? Is there something wrong?"

"Is everything going well?" Chu Qinbai asked back.

Zhou Sheng put his phone on the closet, turned around and continued to organize his clothes, saying, "The other party asked for a lot of money. In order to have more flexible negotiation space, I spent a lot of time to negotiate, so I only have time to reply to your message now."

Chu Qinbai seemed to be laughing: "I didn't question your slow response to messages, are you explaining to me?"

Zhou Sheng nodded: "Forget it."

Chu Qinbai looked at the person in the video.

He lowered his eyes and folded the clothes in front of his chest, looking quiet and serious.

Chu Qinbai knocked on the table, unable to hold back, "Are you hiding from me?"

"Huh?" Zhou Sheng looked up, met his eyes, and denied again: "Why would I hide from you? Didn't you act as an interpreter during the previous visit? Liu Shengshi has a domestic machinery company, and wants to rely on Zhou's to get a long-term supply chain, so he has to come this time."

Chu Qinbai sneered: "Isn't this just sitting back and enjoying the fruits of others' labor? The funds come from you, and you have to negotiate the conditions in person."

"It's just mutual benefit and win-win." Zhou Sheng said: "For this, I can get nearly 50% of the resources in Liu Shengshi's hands. After that, I don't have to ask for help from others. I can do many things myself, so why not."

He said it very calmly and lightly, but he couldn't hide the "ambition" in his eyes.

Chu Qinbai couldn't hide his admiration.

Asked him: "Are you short of money?" Zhou Sheng

said inexplicably: "No."

"That's a pity."

"Huh?"

Chu Qinbai: "It seems that my dream of becoming a shareholder and clinging to Mr. Zhou's thigh and reaching the top is about to be shattered."

Zhou Sheng gave him a speechless look.

"You have always been at the top. You have so many fans and movie fans, and you have gained fame and fortune early on. What else do you want?"

Chu Qinbai shook his head: "It's different. After all, Mr. Zhou is engaged in industry, and his business territory is expanding and becoming stronger. It is not the same concept as our vain world of fame and fortune."

Zhou Sheng knew that he was just talking, and looked at him for two seconds.

"You are very suitable for your job."

Chu Qinbai: "Does this mean that I was born with a gift from God?"

Zhou Sheng: "You can also understand it this way."

Some people are born to be dazzling.

Characters can have all kinds of lives and have their own personalities.

But Chu Qinbai himself makes it impossible to associate him with ordinary people. He is arrogant and dignified. When he is not in the role, no matter how simple and casual he is dressed, you can't imagine what he looks like in the factory or at the construction site.

It seems that he was born to appear on the screen.

In the midst of everyone's expectations, in the business building of the CBD.

Talking about investments of hundreds of millions, and mixing in the entertainment circle where new projects are completed every three minutes.

This is also what Zhou Sheng is puzzled about.

With such a heavy halo and complicated noises behind him, why should he pay attention to himself?

Zhou Sheng didn't pay too much attention to this kind of thing.

The cooperation talks were not particularly smooth.

But it was not a big problem, just a long tug-of-war.

The continuous rainy weather in the city made people depressed.

Xu Chao also completely lost the desire to travel. He was exhausted from arguing with people every day, and he was too lazy to even leave the hotel room. Not to mention that Zhou Sheng was still the main force, his health was not good, and he was so exhausted for a long time.

It was the afternoon of the fourth day.

The negotiations finally began to become clear and entered the procedural stage.

In the hotel, Zhou Sheng said to Xu Chao: "We will sign tomorrow. I think the rain has almost stopped, so I will give you another week off. Go to where you want to go, and buy some souvenirs and gifts for your family or friends, so you don't have to go back with me."

"How can this be possible?" Xu Chao disagreed.

Zhou Sheng: "I remember that you haven't had a proper vacation since you joined the company, right?"

"I don't need a vacation. Besides, Brother Sheng, you don't have a vacation either. You often have things to deal with on weekends."

Zhou Sheng patted him on the shoulder.

"You don't have to be like me. I don't enslave my subordinates."

Xu Chao was a person Zhou Sheng discovered and brought up.

When they met, Zhou Sheng himself hadn't joined Zhou

Corporation yet. Now Zhou Sheng can trust him to handle many tasks, and the scope of work is far beyond the business of an assistant. Zhou Sheng is willing to cultivate him, and Xu Chao rarely calls him Mr. Zhou, but always calls him Brother Sheng.

This kind of friendship among family members has always been incomparable to other employees of Zhou Corporation.

Zhou Sheng had no doubt that even if he was not the helmsman of Zhou Corporation

, Xu Chao would definitely follow him wherever he went.

Zhou Sheng forced people to take a day off.

He waited for the final confirmation signature.

In the evening, he walked around the hotel.

There was a big square there.

There were not many people because of the bad weather.

Zhou Sheng fed the pigeons, gave some change to an old British performer, and pointed the way for a young girl who asked for directions.

The rain had just stopped and the fog was thick.

It was getting dark quickly.

Zhou Sheng did not stay too long and prepared to go back and forth.

On the way, he received a call from Chu Qinbai again.

Chu Qinbai asked him, "Where are you?"

Zhou Sheng was blown sideways by the wind, and then continued to move forward: "On the way."

"It's almost dark, and you're still outside?"

Zhou Sheng: "It should be in China now..." Zhou Sheng took down his phone to check the time, and then took it back and said, "It should be one o'clock in the morning. You're not sleeping at this time. What's strange about me being outside after dark?"

Chu Qinbai seemed to grit his teeth: "Why are you arguing with me?"

"I'm just stating the facts." Zhou Sheng said.

Crossing the busy street, Zhou Sheng was almost approaching the hotel.

There were not many people here, and there were few shops. Occasionally one or two pedestrians passed by.

Zhou Sheng said, "I'm almost there."

Chu Qinbai: "Come from the TIK shopping mall?"

When Zhou Sheng heard this, he finally felt something was wrong.

He asked suspiciously, "Where are you?"

Zhou Sheng heard the horn of the car and heard a language different from that in China.

Chu Qinbai said, "You might as well guess."

When he said this, Zhou Sheng just turned the corner.

On the streets of a foreign country, a man in a knee-length camel-colored coat was leaning against a street lamp with his head down, a black turtleneck and black leather shoes. The street lights that had just been lit shone on the area under his feet, blurring the mist after the rain, as if a layer of hazy light gathered around him.

In the last century, Zhou Sheng had a brief memory of this place.

He had seen the lamplighter at night.

He had been to the station alone and traveled back and forth late at night.

His country was suffering, and his family and friends were all there. Life in a foreign country seemed particularly difficult.

At that time, the young master of the Zhou family was thinking about returning home as soon as possible.

He had no nostalgia for this place.

So when he stepped into this place again, he was just in a mood for sightseeing.

At this time, he suddenly saw an acquaintance.

In addition to being shocked, it was inevitable that he felt a little confused.

Chu Qinbai happened to look up.

The phone was not hung up yet.

Zhou Sheng heard him say, "It seems that there is no need to guess. I'm here, waiting for you."

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land, although it was not an old friend who had been separated for a long time, the impact was deeper than usual.

Zhou Sheng was speechless for a moment.

He didn't know what to say for a while.

But Chu Qinbai seemed to be unable to wait, and got up first and came over here.

Zhou Sheng suddenly understood.

It seemed like there was a similar night.

Thousands of miles away, domestic news appeared in the newspaper.

The small amount of content revealed the tip of the iceberg of the cruel situation. How many people outside could not sleep all night, but they were powerless. The streets of foreign countries at that time were not as lively and prosperous as today. There would not be a person named Chu Qinbai walking across the street.

Chu Qinbai quickly approached and looked down at him: "What are you in a daze?"

"Why are you here?" Zhou Sheng found his voice and said, "You are still dressed like this."

Chu Qinbai laughed, "I came to work, a fashion festival in Europe." He looked down at himself, "This is the clothes I attended. I didn't have time to change because I was catching the plane."

Zhou Sheng nodded: "You look good in it."

Standing there, like a landmark dividing the past and the present, it attracted attention at a glance.

The atmosphere became quiet and no one spoke.

One was tall and dazzling, and the other was gentle and quiet.

The two oriental men attracted foreign passers-by to look back.

"Are you cold?" Chu Qinbai looked at him and suddenly asked.

Zhou Sheng moved his fingers that were a little cold from the wind and shook his head: "Not bad."

Chu Qinbai took a step forward, opened his coat, and wrapped him in his arms.

The warmth from his body hit him in the face.

Zhou Sheng couldn't react in time, and froze for a moment, and asked him in a muffled voice: "What are you doing?"

"I'm cold." Chu Qinbai lowered his head and rubbed his ear, "Hold you to warm you up."

It was only thirteen or fourteen degrees that day.

It was a little cold after staying outdoors for a long time.

But Chu Qinbai's body temperature was so high.

It was obviously him who was cold.

Zhou Sheng didn't know why, but he didn't push him away.

He just said: "Then hurry up."

☆ 50. Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Chu Qinbai came suddenly. Zhou Sheng naturally couldn't leave him out, so he invited him in.

He booked a suite. The pile of documents on the table before he left had not been put away. A half-drunk cup of coffee was placed on the coffee table. The box in the corner of the living room was opened, and the luggage was visible.

Zhou Sheng saw that he had nothing in his hands.

So he asked him: "You are going abroad with nothing?"

"Everything is with the team. I came here alone." Chu Qinbai looked around and asked him: "Have you booked the return ticket?"

Zhou Sheng shook his head and gave him a bottle of water that had been opened or not.

"The signing time is uncertain, so the ticket has not been bought yet."

"Go back together?" Chu Qinbai squeezed the water to ask for his opinion.

Zhou Sheng glanced at him: "Isn't the event over? You don't have a job in China?"

"The event is two days long, and I left early."

Zhou Sheng paused: "Is this okay?"

"Nothing."

Because of a seemingly inexplicable, but very natural hug, Zhou Sheng felt a little inexplicable.

He couldn't even ask him, why did he come to him when the event wasn't over?

He always felt that if he really asked, Chu Qinbai's answer would make him feel trapped.

After the simple conversation, Zhou Sheng always felt that the atmosphere was awkward.

He hurriedly took the room card, and then said: "I'll go to the front desk to get you a room, you stay here for a while."

"Wait." Chu Qinbai grabbed his arm, and said to Zhou Sheng who suddenly looked back at him: "No need to open a room, I can just stay here."

"You stay..." Zhou Sheng said firmly: "No!"

"Why not?" Chu Qinbai raised his eyebrows: "You didn't even give me the sofa, Mr. Zhou's hospitality is not good enough."

Zhou Sheng glanced at the sofa at his feet, opened his mouth slightly, and said softly: "You mean the sofa. It's okay, but..."

Chu Qinbai chuckled and interrupted him, meaning something unclear.

"What do you think I'm talking about? The bed?"

Zhou Sheng froze for a moment and denied bluntly: "No."

"It's actually nothing, it's not like we haven't slept in the same bed before." Chu Qinbai put the water bottle aside and lowered his head to look closer: "Weren't you quite calm before? At that time, you didn't take my existence seriously at all, or you thought it was normal to lie in the same bed with a man. Are you nervous now? Why?"

Zhou Sheng knew that he was talking about the time in Linshun County.

At that time, he was indeed as he said. He

didn't take it seriously, but it was also forced by the situation.

This matter can't be thought about in detail, because even he doesn't know why his first reaction is to refuse if he encounters a similar situation again.

Zhou Sheng turned around to organize his things.

Avoiding Chu Qinbai's topic, he said nonchalantly: "Anyway, you will sleep alone, as long as you don't mind sleeping on the sofa. Just stay."

Because there was a sofa, there was really no need to book a separate room.

Zhou Sheng's work on this trip was almost finished, and there was nothing special that needed to be dealt with urgently.

For dinner, they ordered the hotel's roast beef with Yorkshire pudding, cream chicken and a vegetable salad.

Zhou Sheng had a normal appetite, so he didn't move much after eating a little beef and vegetables. On the contrary, Chu Qinbai, with an elegant posture that looked like he was sitting in a high-end restaurant, almost cleaned up the things Zhou Sheng had left.

Zhou Sheng thought he was very hungry for a while, and asked him if he wanted anything else.

Chu Qinbai wiped his mouth with a napkin and looked at him.

"That's enough. You can't get used to it?"

Zhou Sheng shook his head: "It's okay, but I still prefer domestic food."

"As far as I know, your parents are both from the north. Who cultivated your taste for Suzhou cuisine when you were a child?"

Zhou Sheng glanced at Chu Qinbai and said calmly: "It was the aunt in my family when I was a child. I was too young and naughty, so the aunts changed frequently. I don't remember which one it was."

Chu Qinbai could clearly feel that Zhou Sheng began to put up a barrier again.

This was obviously not a good topic.

Just then, the phone rang.

It was Zhou Sheng's.

He had to hold a video conference temporarily. Chu Qinbai stood up gracefully and took away the plates on the table.

Zhou Sheng occupied the sofa, with the computer on his knees.

This was a three-party video conference.

He did not take the lead, only occasionally speaking or expressing his opinions.

About ten minutes later, the newly assigned project manager of the domestic equipment company suddenly proposed to reduce the price by another 5%.

This was something that no one expected, and the people on Zhou's side collectively changed their faces.

The contract signing was imminent, and deliberately reducing the price at this time clearly showed that they wanted Zhou to bear the cost in the middle.

If they couldn't bear it, they would be in trouble.

Zhou Sheng sat up a little, and his voice was not serious, but he could also hear displeasure and oppression: "The market price includes the single supply channel. Do you plan to rely on this 5% for retirement in the ten-year contract? Let's not talk about whether your Dikang's temporary increase is compliant. Based on the conditions negotiated now, you will never be able to get a second company."

The other party's manager was a middle-aged man in his forties. He smiled kindly, but his face was smooth.

"Mr. Zhou," the other party said, "I know everyone has worked hard for this cooperation. You are abroad, and you see that we are all here to accompany you. That's right, Mr. Zhou, you were introduced by Chairman Liu, and you may not understand the specific market conditions of a company like ours. In terms of market share, we are far less than some private companies. If we can't beat the benefits, we can only reduce the source. As the saying goes, as long as there is no contract, everything is possible. I have always heard that Mr. Zhou is young but very capable, so he should consider us a little, right?"

Zhou Sheng put the computer on the table in front of the sofa. He

crossed his hands and leaned forward.

He smiled and said, "Manager Li, I see that you don't think I am young and capable, but that I am young and easy to fool?"

Li Jiacheng's eyes were empty.

He was not the one who followed this cooperation from the beginning.

He had just been transferred to the manager position, and he happened to hear that Zhou Sheng had a relationship with Liu Shengshi.

In his opinion, as long as the other party did not want to break the relationship with Liu Shengshi, Li Jiacheng didn't care whether the deal was negotiated or Zhou swallowed it himself.

Zhou Sheng didn't care whether the other party changed his face.

Leaning back on the sofa.

"I heard that Manager Li has made a guarantee with the state-owned assets this year. It's understandable that he is eager to achieve results." Zhou Sheng directly exposed the other person's past. When the other person looked unhappy, he changed the subject and said, "We have also learned about Dikang in depth. According to the market conditions, the current conditions can at least guarantee that the benefits will continue to grow in the next three years. Let's both take a step back. What do you think, Manager Li?"

...

Zhou Sheng suppressed his temper and argued with the other person.

Until the other person was forced to retreat.

People who know Zhou Sheng understand that at this time he is actually too lazy to pay attention to the other person.

So much so that he looked focused and serious.

But he could hear the sound of water in the bathroom.

He noticed Chu Qinbai's coat hanging on the hanger at the bathroom door.

When Chu Qinbai came out, Zhou Sheng was still sitting on the sofa with his arms folded, listening to other people's speeches.

His bathrobe was tied loosely, and his hair was dripping with water, and water drops sank into his chest along the ends of his hair.

Chu Qinbai stood opposite the coffee table, wiping his hair.

He looked at Zhou Sheng for half a minute.

He immediately noticed his inattention.

Chu Qinbai saw that he was busy, so he didn't say anything. He was looking for something in the room, so he inevitably walked around.

Zhou Sheng had just dealt with an annoying person and was in a bad mood. He gave Chu Qinbai an inquiring look in the middle.

Chu Qinbai saw him looking at him, pointed to his chin, and asked him with his mouth: "Do you have shaving water?"

"In the box, find it yourself."

Zhou Sheng's words suddenly came out, and the person who was speaking on the computer suddenly fell silent.

He asked almost confusedly: "Mr. Zhou, what did you just say?"

Zhou Sheng brought the computer closer, "It's okay, continue."

There were quite a few chat windows on the computer in front of Zhou Sheng.

Almost everyone's eyes were fixed on the screen on Zhou Sheng's side.

Because the box was placed diagonally behind Zhou Sheng, when Chu Qinbai passed by, everyone accidentally saw a fleeting shadow. Although only half of the body was visible, it was still seen. This fright caused Zhou Sheng to say "continue", and no one spoke for a long time.

Zhou Sheng also noticed the problem of position.

He quickly pressed the lid of the laptop.

Turning back, he lowered his voice: "You can see it, don't pass by this side."

Chu Qinbai turned back to look at his computer, raised his eyebrows and nodded.

Although this was a very brief exchange.

But there was someone in Mr. Zhou's room, and the figure just now was obviously a man. This was a fact that almost everyone was sure of.

Zhou Sheng reluctantly retracted his thoughts. Fortunately, the atmosphere was tense before, and it was time to talk about business, so no one said much.

The video conference ended in five minutes.

Chu Qinbai just came out of the bathroom again.

Seeing Zhou Sheng turn off the computer, he walked over to open the small refrigerator and asked, "Why are you so angry?"

Zhou Sheng sat on the sofa and was too lazy to move: "How can you tell that I'm angry?"

"It's always written on your face." Chu Qinbai turned around and handed him a plate of fruit that was delivered when he ordered dinner. When he put it down, he looked at him and said, "You look very angry, didn't you notice it?"

Zhou Sheng moved uncomfortably.

Frowning: "I should be happy that I met someone who was blackmailing me during my cooperation?"

Chu Qinbai laughed.

"You didn't get blackmailed." He pushed the fruit plate: "You weren't very firm just now. Cool down?"

Zhou Sheng wasn't really angry.

Even if he was a little unhappy at the beginning, his temper was gone now.

And he himself was not a person who liked to show his emotions on his face, and he didn't know why Chu Qinbai was so sure.

Chu Qinbai didn't bring anything, and everything he used belonged to Zhou Sheng.

The toiletries were still in the bathroom, and Zhou Sheng took his clothes and prepared to take a shower.

As a result, he saw the boxer shorts hanging in the bathroom as soon as he entered.

He was so shocked that he retreated on the spot.

"You..."

Chu Qinbai was bending down to put some of the things he had just taken out back into the box.

Turning back to see him, he stood up: "What?"

Zhou Sheng's eyes unconsciously moved to his body.

Zhou Sheng: "You wore mine too?"

His gaze was really too direct, Chu Qinbai understood even if he didn't want to understand.

He bent down again and took out a small packaging bag from the box, holding it, and raised his eyebrows: "You mean this? I brought it myself. As for yours..." Chu Qinbai turned it over and looked at the size of the trouser edge exposed in the transparent bag, and said: "Although it is a normal size, if you wear it for me, you probably want to strangle me to death."

His own things were turned over and over in his hands.

Zhou Sheng blushed and yelled at him: "Put it down! Don't rummage around."

Chu Qinbai seemed to think that his reaction was funny, and said: "You can't stand this, you are too thin-skinned, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Sheng simply turned around and went into the bathroom, turning a blind eye.

Zhou Sheng tossed and turned when he slept at night.

There was a door between the bed and the sofa.

But when he thought of the extra person in this space, it seemed that he couldn't ignore it.

The living room was very quiet, and Zhou Sheng thought Chu Qinbai was asleep. He

was about to get up to drink some water.

He moved very quietly, and when he walked around the sofa, he saw Chu Qinbai lying on the sofa with the help of the light from the window.

The sofa felt quite large when sitting, but when Chu Qinbai lay on it, it felt too small. He stood on one leg and the other leg was on the armrest of the sofa.

His left arm covered his eyes, and the thin blanket on his body was half on the ground.

Zhou Sheng stood there and watched for a few seconds.

He walked over, bent down, picked up the blanket, and put it on him again.

When he stood up, someone grabbed his wrist.

Zhou Sheng was startled, and looked up in the dark to meet Chu Qinbai's open eyes, and there was no sign of sleep. Zhou

Sheng: "Why are you pretending to sleep when you're not asleep?"

Chu Qinbai was lying there, his voice lazy, but he didn't let go: "I'm not pretending to sleep, I'm just trying to get sleepy. Can't you sleep?"

"I fell asleep and woke up again."

Chu Qinbai sneered and said: "I heard the noise of you turning over in there. When have you ever fallen asleep?"

Zhou Sheng was a little embarrassed, "You're asking after hearing it."

He broke free from his hand and bent down to pick up the pillow that had fallen on the ground.

Chu Qinbai simply sat up.

He yawned sleepily and asked him casually: "Why can't you sleep? Are you still thinking about what I said about your size being normal?" In

the environment where Zhou Sheng had lived, the topic of sex seemed to always be secretive and shameful.

Commenting on such things publicly.

Mr. Zhou, who had little experience, said to him on the spot: "Shameless."

"Shameless?" Chu Qinbai sneered when he heard it. He simply pulled him, and Zhou Sheng immediately pounced forward, using his hands to support himself so that he didn't fall directly on him. Chu Qinbai tilted his head and whispered in his ear: "Tear off everything on your body, that's shameless, you know?"

A sense of shame rushed to Zhou Sheng's head.

He really couldn't stand such a bottom-line topic.

He hurriedly got up, picked up the pillow that fell to the ground and pressed it into his arms. He

lost his dignity: "Disgusting!"

☆ 51. Chapter 49

Chapter 49

Zhou Sheng had to sign the contract the next day.

The location was set in the conference room on the top floor of CYN.

The person in charge of CYN this time was a pure British man named Ben. Although there was some tension between him and Zhou Sheng at work a few days ago, it was purely because of normal business dealings, and there was no lack of appreciation for each other's work attitudes.

Seeing that there was a new person next to Zhou Sheng today, he asked curiously.

Zhou Sheng glanced at Chu Qinbai who followed him, paused, and introduced: "My... translator, Chu Qinbai."

Someone who was promoted to the position of translator again shook hands with the surprised British man without any psychological burden. He took a step back and sat behind Zhou Sheng like a quiet but not negligible shadow.

The signing was successfully completed at 10 am.

Chu Qinbai was not a real translator and did not speak during the whole process.

But Zhou Sheng could not ignore the eyes on him.

He was invited to attend the lunch invitation of the company here.

When he left, he walked side by side with Chu Qinbai.

I couldn't help asking him, "Why were you looking at me just now?"

Chu Qinbai walked beside him with his hands in his pockets. Under Zhou Sheng's questioning gaze, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't I your personal translator? Who else are you looking at?"

Zhou Sheng was speechless.

In Chu Qinbai's eyes, Zhou Sheng was at ease sitting among a group of foreigners.

The calmness and confidence in his gestures had a charm that made people unable to look away.

But what Chu Qinbai was thinking about was the way he blushed and scolded people last night.

He was used to seeing him calm and composed, even scolding people with elegance. The side of him that was rarely seen in private seemed particularly rare.

Zhou Sheng didn't know what he was thinking.

Lunch was booked at a local specialty restaurant.

There were many people, and the environment was also relaxed and friendly.

Not long after sitting down, when a few Asian-looking girls came over quietly, Zhou Sheng was still talking to the CYN people. He found that everyone around him was a little quiet. Zhou Sheng turned around and found that Chu Qinbai had been recognized.

Several girls still looked like students.

They pushed each other and looked embarrassed.

Finally, the girl with a round face was pushed forward.

She stood behind Zhou Sheng and whispered to the person sitting next to him: "Hello, are you Chu Qinbai?"

Chu Qinbai turned around and seemed to be used to it, and did not deny it.

He nodded: "Yes."

Zhou Sheng could hear the excited voices of several other girls.

"Oh my God, it's really him, it's really him!!"

"It's Chu Qinbai!"

"Quick, quick, do you have a notebook? I want to ask for an autograph."

Because they were all speaking in Chinese, Zhou Sheng and Chu Qinbai were the only ones who knew the situation except for a few girls.

Ben and others at the same table were all confused.

Someone asked Zhou Sheng: "Wow, what happened?"

Zhou Sheng didn't know how to explain it for a while.

Chu Qinbai said directly in English: "I met a few kids who know me. I hope I didn't cause any trouble to you. Everyone continue, I'll go out to deal with it."

Chu Qinbai stood up and asked the girls to leave the place.

Zhou Sheng was worried about what was going on, so he said a few words and prepared to go out to see.

When he went out, he saw Chu Qinbai leaning against the wall at the entrance of the restaurant.

He lowered his head to sign autographs for people and asked, "Do you all go to school nearby?"

"Yes." Someone tiptoed, as if he was embarrassed to keep staring at him, but couldn't help peeking.

Another girl asked worriedly, "Brother Chu, were you talking to someone just now? Are we disturbing too much?"

Chu Qinbai shook his head, signed one and handed it over, then took the other.

"No, I was just having lunch."

Several girls were happy to hear that they were not disturbed.

The girl with a round face at the beginning thought of something and asked, "Brother Chu, are you coming to Europe for a fashion event? But I remember the location is quite far from here."

Chu Qinbai: "Well, I just happened to have someone I know here, so I came over."

Zhou Sheng looked at Chu Qinbai and was stunned for a moment.

To be honest, Zhou Sheng had hardly seen him interact with such young fans for such a long time.

Once in a subway station and once in a shopping mall.

They were all surrounded on a large scale.

But in a foreign country, there are not so many people who know him.

No one will stare at him all the time, and he seems to be very casual and natural.

Zhou Sheng even found that he heard a girl who got an autograph whispering in the back that she was going to a pub for dinner. He looked up at her and said, "Girls should pay attention to safety when they are abroad. Don't go to places like that too late. Even if you go, you should find someone you know and go home early after playing."

The girl blushed and answered obediently, "I know."

I don't know who noticed Zhou Sheng coming out.

He whispered, "Brother Chu, is that handsome guy over there someone you know?"

Chu Qinbai turned his head to look.

Zhou Sheng walked over.

Chu Qinbai didn't say yes or no. After signing, he asked a few girls if they wanted to take a photo.

There was a warm cheer.

Chu Qinbai asked Zhou Sheng, "Can you help take the photo?"

Zhou Sheng was stunned for a moment, "I don't know how."

He had never used the camera function of his mobile phone, but several girls stuffed their phones into his hands and couldn't wait to stand next to Chu Qinbai, so Zhou Sheng had to bite the bullet and take the photo.

In the camera, Chu Qinbai was standing, and the girls were very restrained and didn't take the initiative to stick to him. At most, she would tilt her head slightly towards him and make a "yeah" or "heart" gesture.

Zhou Sheng handed the phone back after taking the photo.

Several girls left contentedly.

The two stood outside but did not return to the restaurant immediately.

Zhou Sheng said, "You actually have a good temper."

He said this inexplicably, and Chu Qinbai smiled: "Do you think I have a good temper just because I agreed to take a photo?"

"It's not because of the photo."

Zhou Sheng looked at him, "I think that people in your industry who really have a bad temper should be like the so-called big shot who looks down on the fan group from the bottom of his heart and has no patience for the people around him. Only those who get angry easily can be considered to have a bad temper."

Think about it carefully.

Chu Qinbai speaks only occasionally in a harsh and sharp manner.

He really does not have any of the problems Zhou Sheng mentioned.

At least during the two blockades, Zhou Sheng never heard a word from him that really cursed the fans. He can endure any bad filming environment. He always dislikes his assistant, but he has never fired him after a long time.

Chu Qinbai: "I didn't expect that I have a high opinion of him in my heart."

"Just talking about the matter." Zhou Sheng said.

Chu Qinbai was still leaning against the wall, and suddenly waved at him.

Zhou Sheng thought he was in trouble, so he walked over: "What's wrong?"

"You just took so many photos, why don't you take one with me."

When Zhou Sheng finished speaking, Chu Qinbai put a ring around his neck and took a selfie with him before he could react. At

that moment, perhaps because of surprise, Zhou Sheng's eyes in the photo were slightly widened, and he looked very vivid. Chu Qinbai next to him was in a casual pose. He was always photogenic, and he couldn't be ugly no matter how he was photographed.

The two were at the door of the restaurant, with a whole wall of graffiti behind them. The photo looked very ordinary.

At that moment, Zhou Sheng felt that his new impression of this country became clear in an instant. A

young female international student full of youth.

A prosperous city that brings together opera, music, visual arts, etc.

Including an actor who took a selfie with him casually.

Why did he deliberately emphasize Chu Qinbai's identity as an artist?

Because the topic #Meet Chu Qinbai in Europe# was on the topic list in China that day.

Because he didn't say that photos were not allowed.

Photos with fans naturally appeared online.

——I'm so lucky, I can even run into this.

——I was saying that, he said he was going to Europe to attend an event, but he only showed up once and then disappeared. There were not even two photos of him at the event, and his fans were almost sick.

——It's strange, he rarely attends such events, why did he go this time?

——It was the promotion period of the movie "I'm Not Me", so he naturally showed up a lot. I have a feeling that I can often see new news about my husband in the next month, hahaha.

——I met the person by chance, so I'm here to reveal the news! To be honest, I'm really not a fan of Chu Qinbai. It's just that I was a little excited when I saw the star abroad, so I boldly rushed over to ask for an autograph. But Chu Yingdi is really super, super nice. At that time, he should have been having dinner with more important people, and there were foreigners around. Not only did he go out to sign for us, he also took the initiative to take photos with us, and even told me, a sister, not to go to the bar late at night! I was crazy, really, I was directly into the pit. Those who always say that he has a black face and is against fans have never seen the real person, right?

——Also, he is really super handsome. There was a handsome guy traveling with him, a completely different type. At the time, I thought he was traveling with me. But later I thought he was just an ordinary friend, so I didn't dare to take a photo with him. Now I think about it, I really regret it!

- Fuck, sister, don't tell me it was Ren Qixuan? It's not impossible to travel together in Europe during the promotion period.

- Don't worry, I know Ren Qixuan. I think that brother is much better looking than him. He has a very good temperament. Brother Chu is very gentle when talking to him.

- Gentle? I can't imagine it.

- The words Chu Qinbai and gentle are just, strange, you know.

- I also...

- Oh, I can't describe it either, anyway, I just feel different.

The news that Chu Qinbai traveled with his friends only came from the verbal description of netizens.

After all, there was no shadow of Zhou Sheng in the photo.

When they landed at Lancheng Airport, it was 9 am domestic time. It was

about the same time as Chu Qinbai's team returned to China.

The team he brought out had a total of eight people. When they saw Zhou Sheng, they greeted him and called him Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou, and Brother Sheng.

Zhou Sheng actually didn't see other people very often.

The people he met the most were his assistant Chen Dengdeng and driver Xiaolin.

But they didn't seem surprised that the two of them got off the plane together, and even explained it directly to Zhou Sheng.

"Boss Zhou, although the overseas itinerary is public, your flight back to China is different. There are no fans blocking the way outside now, so you can just go through the public passage with Brother Chu."

"Boss Zhou, Brother Chu has an interview scheduled in two hours."

"Sister Fan asked us to ask you about the online stuff, whether to remove the topic related to friends directly."

Zhou Sheng was a little surprised.

He was on a simple business trip, without anyone, not even Xu Chao came back with him.

But now he was walking out with his briefcase.

Seven or eight people around him hurriedly followed him.

Instead, it was their own boss. He

was fully armed when he returned to China, with a mask and a hat pulled down very low.

He walked behind with his hands in his pockets, like an insignificant passerby.

Zhou Sheng felt that this was very strange, and said as he walked: "Don't ask me, just deal with it."

"Ah? What should I do?"

Zhou Sheng: "..."

Why ask him about this?

After leaving the airport, Zhou Sheng was probably in work habits.

He saw seven or eight pairs of eyes staring at him.

After a pause, he said, "Since the online incident has not fermented, don't pay attention to it. Your brother Chu." Zhou Sheng said, looking at Chu Qinbai who followed behind, "Since the interview is in two hours, take him directly to the scene to prepare. I won't follow the car and go back to the company directly."

He stopped a taxi.

"Okay, Mr. Zhou."

"Understood."

"Mr. Zhou, take care."

Zhou Sheng's hand paused as he opened the car door, then he got in and left.

He didn't know that there was something more confusing behind the car.

"Brother Chu, Mr. Zhou has been so busy?"

"No wonder you took the opportunity to meet people."

"But I think Mr. Zhou's reaction is quite strange. Did we say something that we shouldn't say, Brother Chu?"

Chu Qinbai retracted his gaze.

He laughed softly in the mask.

Zhou Sheng didn't know that his image as a president was deeply rooted in

people's hearts. He didn't know that he was the person that the boss traveled thousands of miles to meet in the eyes of his team.

Of course, his reaction would be strange.

"Let's go." Chu Qinbai turned around and went to the parking lot.

Someone asked him: "Brother Chu, do you really not need to see him off?"

"Your President Zhou must have a kingdom in his heart. Whether it's a taxi or a luxury car, the destination is the same for him." Someone

behind him whispered: "What do you mean?"

Suspicious: "You mean you don't need to see him off?"

Speechless: "It can be seen that he has been alone for a long time, so he has a deep realization."

After being shocked, he calmed down: "Ah, worthy of being my President Zhou."

☆ 52. Chapter 50

Chapter 50

Xingyue, the largest entertainment media in China, is going to do a live interview with all the leading actors of "I Am Not Me" to promote and build momentum for the movie. The interview is scheduled to start at 1:00 p.m. on September 12.

It is not surprising that Chu Qinbai was invited to star in this movie.

After all, the production team and the investment scale are not small.

But only a few fans know about this cooperation, which is not pleasant.

Many things went wrong during the filming.

Although Director Yu Tong is one of the three famous directors in China, along with Chen Musong and Yang Zhicheng, it is almost well known that he is lustful. The reason why he has been so successful is that he has some deep connections behind him.

Many of the scripts for the tasks above are designated to be handled by him.

In terms of strength, he is actually far inferior to Yang Zhicheng.

Chu Qinbai showed up a little late.

Yu Tong has always been good-tempered to him.

When he saw him putting on makeup backstage, he greeted him first.

"Let's have dinner together after we're done?"

Chu Qinbai nodded: "Okay."

He is no longer the Chu Qinbai who didn't even bother to do superficial work many years ago. He still seems to do his own thing, but he has already mastered the right words and actions in different occasions.

Yu Tong will naturally not offend someone like him easily.

Ren Qixuan came in at this time.

When he saw Chu Qinbai, he was stunned for a moment.

He hadn't seen him for a long time.

Although he signed a contract with Shengkai, his current boss Lu Ming told him clearly that if he still wanted to get involved, he couldn't really provoke Chu Qinbai to the point where he would not leave any way out. He

had already shown mercy before.

Ren Qixuan was indeed silent for a while.

But compared to Chu Qinbai, he was still more afraid of Yu Tong.

This old pervert had been hinting openly and secretly since he joined the group that as long as he followed him, he would guarantee him continuous resources.

Ren Qixuan didn't think he had a bottom line. He was able to join the group of "I'm Not Me" because of his boyfriend at the time, a rich second-generation with some capital.

But most of the second-generation rich like to play, and he is also very clear about this, so he knew from the beginning that this was just a transaction of interests.

When they broke up, he took the money and agreed to break up.

Later, he met Chu Qinbai because of filming, and then he felt regretful.

It's not that he didn't doubt that if he had just entered the circle and met Chu Qinbai when he didn't know anything, would he be more confident.

But he can't go back.

Time can't go back.

He used all the tricks that are played out in the entertainment industry, such as bundling, hype, and approach.

Thinking back to the man named Zhou Sheng, Ren Qixuan looked at Chu Qinbai and was distracted for a while.

"Qixuan, you are here." Yu Tong turned around and looked at him, smiling: "We haven't seen each other for a long time, right? I just told Qinbai that we would have dinner together. Are you coming too?"

Ren Qixuan greeted: "Director, Brother Chu."

People still instinctively moved closer to Chu Qinbai.

Chu Qinbai glanced at him and said nothing.

Ren Qixuan could actually refuse.

But looking at Chu Qinbai standing next to him, for some reason, he finally nodded and said, "Okay."

The outlines of the interviews were all checked in advance.

There won't be any inappropriate questions.

After the official start, the scene looked peaceful.

But the barrage in the live broadcast was not so friendly.

——It's so cruel, CP fans said it was really cruel. There was no eye contact throughout the whole process, but did anyone notice that Ren Qixuan was always staring at the actor Chu? Every time the other party spoke, he didn't blink his eyes. What's this? This is clearly still in love!

——Whether they have been together or not, looking at the actor Chu, he looks like he is be. The movie is about to be released. Can some people stop messing with the rhythm.

——It started again, it started again. I knew that there would be a quarrel at the beginning of the promotion. Can CP fans stop adding drama to themselves? I really want to vomit.

——Ren Qixuan's fans also want to vomit. It turns out that everything is Ren Qixuan's fault. Why don't you say that Chu Qinbai is cold-blooded. People have always regarded him as an idol and have never said a bad word about him in public. In the previous incident, it was Ren Qixuan who issued a statement, it was Ren Qixuan who apologized, it was him who lost the resources, but it was still Ren Qixuan who was chased and scolded by Chu Qinbai's fans. I just want to ask why? Isn't it your own brother who doesn't feel sorry for you? Our little actor deserves to give way to your big actor, and deserves to be bullied, right? !

——I also think that actor Chu seems to be deliberately avoiding suspicion. Just now Ren Qixuan mentioned him, but he didn't respond. Even if it's not good-looking, it's publicity after all. He is such a big star, it seems a bit inappropriate to do so.

——Fuck! I just want to ask what is appropriate, just now Ren Qixuan obviously did it on purpose. After the previous incident, only a fool would respond to such a conversation, otherwise some people's fans would have an orgasm again.

——Who has ever seen Chu Qinbai pretending? He is obviously too lazy to even be perfunctory. Some people still fantasize about the two of them getting back together, which is really ridiculous.

Ren Qixuan on the stage clenched the microphone in his hand.

He lowered his eyes slightly to hide the emotions in his eyes.

It was already four o'clock when the live broadcast ended.

After three hours of publicity and interviews, everyone was a little tired.

Ren Qixuan sent away the assistants and makeup artists who gathered around him, hesitated for a moment, and went to Chu Qinbai.

Chu Qinbai was frowning and listening to Chen Dengdeng .

As soon as he approached, Chen Dengdeng stopped talking.

As an assistant, she would not say anything to his face. Seeing that Ren Qixuan wanted to talk to Brother Chu, she consciously avoided him.

Ren Qixuan stood next to Chu Qinbai and seemed to be embarrassed: "Brother Chu."

"Is there something?" Chu Qinbai glanced at him and asked lightly.

Ren Qixuan paused before saying: "Actually, it's nothing big. It's about the previous matter. I asked Mr. Lu for your contact information and wanted to explain it to you in person. But..."

"There's no need." Chu Qinbai interrupted him.

Ren Qixuan's face froze.

Chu Qinbai stood at the edge of the stage, surrounded by staff who were cleaning up the venue.

The reporters and audience below had all dispersed.

Chu Qinbai held the half-bottle of drink that had just been on the table. "Since I've said that before, I won't do anything more. Also, during the promotion period, don't let me hear any self-promoting news."

This was already a warning.

"Is it because of Zhou Sheng?!"

Ren Qixuan asked impulsively.

Ever since he last saw Zhou Sheng,

Ren Qixuan had to admit that he had been thinking about that person. He

remembered the tone of his voice, his appearance, and the way he told Chu Qinbai to solve it himself.

He would constantly compare himself with the other person in his mind.

Why could he face Chu Qinbai so indifferently, why could he easily get what others couldn't get, what made him most jealous was that Chu Qinbai really cared about him.

People's jealousy is so hard to control.

Chu Qinbai frowned: "What did you say?"

He seemed to be unhappy to hear Zhou Sheng's name suddenly from his mouth.

"I..."

At this time, the director's assistant ran over.

He said: "Brother Chu, Qixuan, the place for dinner has been decided. The director asked me to ask you whether you want to go with his car or go by yourself." "

I'll drive myself." Chu Qinbai said and left without looking back.

Ren Qixuan was left there, facing the assistant director's flattering eyes, and felt a psychological disgust.

But the assistant did not notice the reaction in his eyes, but said attentively: "Director Yu's car is outside now. He just asked about you. I asked the director to wait for you?"

"No need." Ren Qixuan said coldly.

The assistant was stunned and hesitated: "Okay then." As soon as

Ren Qixuan left.

The assistant spat on the ground. He cursed

in a low voice: "Why are you pretending to be so noble!"

A staff member who was familiar with him came over and said with a smile: "Ren Qixuan is completely different in front of others and behind others."

"He just has a pretty face." The assistant director sneered: "He is not a real white flower. Yu Tong wanted to sleep with him for several months but he didn't get close to him. He has to go to every dinner party with him. He is good at keeping people's appetite."

"I don't think so."

The staff member whispered: "It can be seen that he still hasn't given up on the actor Chu. I'm not saying that with the example of Chu Qinbai who has a first-class appearance and family background and status, how could he be interested in Yu Tong? Yu Tong is at least nearly fifty years old, with a drunken face. If I were him, I would know who to target."

The assistant sneered: "He has high aspirations. How could Chu Qinbai be interested in him?"

"Didn't you just say that he has a good face? How do you know that people will definitely not like him?"

"That's because you haven't seen enough."

Not to mention people like Chu Qinbai who have been in the industry for many years, he has seen all kinds of people.

How could he not see through Ren Qixuan's thoughts?

Ren Qixuan is obviously a relatively successful person among the new generation.

However, his ambition is expanding rapidly. He becomes ignorant of the world as soon as he has achieved some success and has been praised. This is a common problem among most newcomers.

Some people can stop losses in time and wake up. But

one person is stubborn.

And he chose Chu Qinbai instead of anyone else.

He is not someone you can pester.

The assistant director snorted and laughed, "Just wait and see. Once this person is blinded, he will seek his own death. I have seen a lot of this, and Ren Qixuan may not be an exception."

The most famous club center in Lancheng is called Golden Elephant.

It is a place where people in the entertainment industry hang out the most.

From major capitals, investors, to top star directors, I don't know how many have been received here.

In the luxurious box, the lights are extravagant.

Ren Qixuan was deliberately squeezed to the corner of the sofa by Yu Tong, and his hand was always lingering behind his back.

Ren Qixuan bit his lip in humiliation, glanced at Chu Qinbai who was drinking and talking with someone on the other side, and then looked away. In order to avoid the other party's hand, he deliberately leaned forward and picked up the wine glass and said, "Director Yu, I toast you a glass."

"Okay."

Yu Tong put his hand away and sat up straight, smiling with his black and yellow teeth on the left side.

Yu Tong took a sip of wine, his eyes kept looking at people's collars, the meaning was self-evident.

Ren Qixuan pretended not to see it, and suddenly asked: "Director Yu, I wonder if you know a person named Zhou Sheng?"

"Zhou Sheng?" Yu Tong was confused: "Who?"

Ren Qixuan: "I don't know much, but Brother Chu knows him, he looks very good. Maybe you can ask Brother Chu, maybe he is suitable to direct your next play."

Yu Tong showed a half-smile.

"Xiao Ren." He suddenly called people like this.

Leaning on the sofa, "Let me be frank. I am willing to play with you because I like you. I also know that you should like actor Chu, right?" Yu Tong approached Ren Qixuan in his stagnant expression, touched his arm and said, "Chu Qinbai helped you once, do you think he will help you a second time? Don't play such tricks. You are very brave to frame him."

Ren Qixuan forced himself to be calm and smiled reluctantly, "I don't know what you mean?"

"These people should stop pretending." Yu Tong said, "You didn't even know who Zhou Sheng was, but you set a trap for me. It's a pity. I know more than you do. I advise you that this person should bow his head and accept his fate when he should. I don't have much patience. I will send you the room number tonight, okay?"

Ren Qixuan trembled faintly.

He didn't understand until then.

He always thought that Yu Tong was just an old pervert.

But this kind of person is the most cunning, and he underestimated him.

He stood up suddenly.

At that moment, he felt dizzy.

He looked at Yu Tong with shocked eyes.

His heart was pounding, and he began to feel scared.

Zhou Sheng had just got off work when he received a call from Chen Dengdeng.

It was around ten o'clock in the evening.

The driver Xiaolin had been responsible for picking him up these days.

"What's wrong? Dengdeng." Zhou Sheng asked in the car.

Chen Dengdeng stood at the door of the club and said, "Mr. Zhou, it's like this. After Brother Chu and his friends finished their meal, the director called a lot of people over. You know that this movie was originally taken by Sister Fan for Brother Chu. The background behind it is not easy to promote. Brother Chu will definitely have to drink tonight. I'm afraid I can't handle him alone. Can you ask Xiaolin to come over?"

Zhou Sheng asked, "Have they finished yet?"

Chen Dengdeng: "Not yet."

"Okay." Zhou Sheng said, "Tell me the address, and I'll let Xiaolin go over."

When he got the address, Zhou Sheng checked the distance.

He found that if he asked Xiaolin to take him back first, he would have to take a long detour in the middle.

He thought for a moment and said to Xiao Lin: "Then go directly, pick up your boss and then go back."

Xiao Lin asked: "Mr. Zhou, didn't you say you were going back to find some information? Will you be too late?"

Zhou Sheng shook his head: "It's okay, I'll use it tomorrow."

Since he had already used someone else's driver, there was no reason not to pick him up.

When Zhou Sheng arrived at the club, Chen Dengdeng met him at the door.

He seemed shocked: "Mr. Zhou, why did you come here by yourself?"

"I was just in the car, by the way."

Chen Dengdeng was worried: "But I don't know when it will end. I just called Brother Chu but he didn't answer. This place requires membership, and I can't get in."

"It's okay, I'll go in and take a look." Zhou Sheng handed the briefcase in his hand to the other party.

Chen Dengdeng opened his mouth wide: "Can you get in?"

Zhou Sheng smiled and said nothing.

The people he was dealing with were all from the high-end business circles of Lancheng.

The world of the rich was always full of flowers and willows.

It was not surprising that he had a membership here.

The front desk saw a handsome young man coming in.

He asked him enthusiastically what service he needed.

Zhou Sheng said, "Looking for someone."

It was naturally impossible for such a place to easily reveal the whereabouts of someone like Chu Qinbai.

But if he changed his identity a little, the other party would not think he was lying and would directly tell him the floor and box number. Before

Zhou Sheng walked to the box,

he had already heard someone calling Brother Chu at the door of the bathroom.

The bathroom door was not closed.

The gold-inlaid black decoration exuded the smell of luxurious money.

Chu Qinbai leaned against the wall and was lighting a cigarette with his head down.

A person who obviously hated the smell of cigarettes, but at this moment, this action was extremely natural.

He did look like he had drunk a lot, and the collar of his shirt was pulled loose.

The person who was soft at his feet cried, "Brother Chu, please, I smashed Yu Tong today and he will definitely not let me go. Only you can help me, I beg you."

Chu Qinbai's eyes were indifferent.

"You're asking the wrong person for help."

The person squatting on the ground reached out and pulled his trouser leg.

He seemed impatient and kicked the person's hand away. He could

n't see the person lying in a mess.

"There are many people who have fallen into Yu Tong's hands. You are not the first, nor will you be the last. You can completely avoid this situation. I have no reason to help you. Call the police or expose it, you can choose one."

"That will ruin me. No, Brother Chu, I really can't!"

The person on the ground struggled.

Suddenly froze.

He saw Zhou Sheng at the door.

Ren Qixuan never thought that he would be caught in such an embarrassing moment, and this person happened to be the person he least wanted to see. He

glared at him and said sternly: "Who allowed you to come in! Get out!"

Chu Qinbai seemed to have never expected why Zhou Sheng would be there. While trying to hide his surprise, he threw a cigarette and cursed: "Who the hell did you tell to get out?" No

matter how the person in front of him reacted.

He stood up and walked to the door, frowning at Zhou Sheng.

Zhou Sheng didn't take Ren Qixuan's words to heart at all.

Looking at Chu Qinbai in front of him, he seemed to have truly seen the background of this person in this circle after watching the scene just now.

It was a kind of cold cruelty in his bones after being accustomed to all kinds of situations.

There was a kind of aloofness and inaccessibility.

Zhou Sheng smelled the smell of cigarettes, alcohol and perfume mixed in him.

He took a step back.

Chu Qinbai seemed dissatisfied with his action, and pulled him closer, frowning: "What are you hiding from?"

Zhou Sheng raised his eyes: "You smell too much like a fool."