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Zhou Sheng was born in a scholarly family, but was born in troubled times and his fate has gone through ups and downs. Once he traveled through time and was reborn, he woke up and found himself in the so-called 21st century, and was secretly married to a man through business.

His nominal husband Chu Qinbai came from a good family, but he left the family business early and was a household name. This marriage for the sake of profit was so disgusting that he looked down on Zhou Sheng, who was arrogant and full of bad habits of the rich second generation.

But Zhou Sheng, who had changed his heart, didn't care too much about these.

He thought what a good era this was, there was no hunger and war, and everyone had clothes to keep warm and a tile to shelter from the rain.

He started a livelihood, invested in medical care and education, and did poverty alleviation construction, and was too busy to do anything.

Chu Qinbai felt that he had ulterior motives, and those rich second-generation friends were even more dumbfounded.

"Is Chu Qinbai going to divorce him? So he's working hard?"

"I bet he can't last a month."

"One week."

A long time later, Zhou Sheng, who has many titles such as "the most low-key young philanthropist", "national heavyweight project investor", and "era benchmark", became more and more mysterious.

In the same year, Chu Qinbai's secret marriage was exposed, and he appeared on the Spring Festival Gala at the end of the year.

The media was surprised who had the face to invite him to appear.

Chu Qinbai: "Return a favor for my wife."

Media: "?!"

Don't ask, the answer is that his wife is both famous and professional.

If he doesn't appear on the Spring Festival Gala again to remind her, how can the person who is now missing for a month still remember that he has a husband?

Content tags: wealthy family travels through time and space, reborn in the entertainment industry

Search keywords: protagonist: Zhou Sheng Chu Qinbai

One sentence introduction: Do you see that I care about you?

Concept: The best era, be the best yourself

Brief review of the work:

Zhou Sheng was born in the Republic of China. After experiencing a chaotic period, he traveled through time and space and became a rich second-generation idiot in the Zhou family in the 21st century. He also secretly married the famous actor Chu Qinbai. Originally, everyone had a very bad impression of Zhou Sheng, but when they saw him take over the family business and do better and better, the people around him changed their views unconsciously. Even Chu Qinbai, who originally looked down on Zhou Sheng the most, was attracted by this man step by step.

This article is delicately written, and it portrays the soul of an old era very vividly. There is a contrast and collision between two eras, Zhou Sheng's ambitious mind and ambition, and his and Chu Qinbai's seemingly mismatched but unrepeatable deep emotions, which are worth reading carefully.

Chapter 1

Zhou Sheng died.

But he is alive again.

This is something he himself did not expect.

Early in the morning in the sanatorium, the sun was not yet scorching.

The light shone obliquely into the ward through the glass window on the fourth floor, passed through a small pot of green plants by the windowsill, and finally hit the transparent water cup with half a cup of water left on the bedside table.

Zhou Sheng opened his eyes for the second time.

Looking at the many strange and advanced treatment instruments around him, Zhou Sheng always felt that he was still dreaming.

A dream that transcended time and space, life and death, and was possessed by ghosts.

The little nurse gradually approached the door, and her voice was faintly heard.

"Are you really awake? It's been almost a year, and I thought he would never wake up."

"Otherwise, how can you say it's a miracle."

"Indeed, if an ordinary person was bombed like him, they would have given up treatment long ago. Fortunately, his family is rich. He has been hanging for a year like this, and he actually woke up. It can be considered a good fortune."

"What good fortune do you mean? Have you seen anyone visit him this year?"

As he spoke, the door of the ward was pushed open.

The doctor was the last to come in.

It was the same one from yesterday.

Wearing a mask and speaking gently.

"Mr. Zhou, did you have a good rest last night?"

The middle-aged doctor smiled slightly after receiving a barely perceptible nod from the patient.

After all, Zhou Sheng had removed most of the tubes from his body today, revealing his overly thin figure after lying in the hospital for a year, and a face that looked pale and unhealthy at the moment, despite having a good foundation.

A year ago, the accidental explosion at the Yujin Shopping Center in the city center caused heavy casualties.

This young patient was blown out of the window by the airflow, and suffered multiple internal injuries and bleeding. He had to undergo four rescue operations. In the eyes of the doctor, it was already extremely difficult to survive by chance.

Now that he can wake up, it is even more fortunate in misfortune.

The doctor exchanged glances with the other two doctors behind him, and asked the same question as yesterday.

"Do you remember what happened before you fell into a coma today? Anything is fine."

If you pay attention, you will find that the doctor is actually a little nervous.

When the patient paused for two seconds and said, "Sorry, my head hurts a little, I don't remember it very well."

Several doctors actually felt relieved at the same time.

Although this patient has been weird since he woke up yesterday, especially his eyes, which are clear and firm. Not to mention the lack of decadence and trance of a long-term patient, seeing his sick body that even had difficulty sitting up made people feel indescribable discomfort and disharmony.

But in short, not remembering is much better than having mental problems.

They whispered: "The problem should not be big, after all, the head has been injured."

"Yes, short-term memory confusion and loss are normal."

"Observe for another two days."

Zhou Sheng listened to the doctors' conversation and felt the movement of the nurses testing him.

He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, his expression calm.

It's not that he didn't remember.

He even remembered it very clearly.

In the winter of 1945, on December 23, Yucheng suffered an unprecedented bombing. Remember the city with broken walls and ruins, devastated and scorched earth, bombers circling and roaring overhead, and people screaming and hiding. It was a scene of a century disaster, with no hope and tomorrow.

He just didn't ask how many people were alive and

how many people had left as he did when he woke up yesterday.

Because he soon discovered

that this was not the world he was familiar with.

The people around him couldn't understand what he was saying. They were just terrified by the persistence and urgency of a patient who had just woken up from a long sleep and was dying. They even tried to inject him with a sedative.

Moreover, there was no such advanced and clean hospital in the world where he lived, and no calm and orderly medical staff. On

the second day of the bombing of Yucheng, both the city's hospitals and the makeshift rescue stations were overcrowded. Everywhere you could see were wailing and groaning, and life and death were only a moment away.

And now Zhou Sheng.

He was the person who had experienced an accident and almost couldn't wake up in the eyes of the people around him.

This body was extremely heavy. When he just woke up, he didn't even last ten minutes before falling into a deep sleep. When he

opened his eyes again.

Zhou Sheng chose to conceal it.

Although Zhou's ancestors were a large family in the late Qing Dynasty, he was born in troubled times and saw the rise and fall of the family. He

went abroad at the age of seventeen and returned at the age of twenty.

Compared with those who fought on the front line, they who have been doing secret work for many years, in a strange and uncertain environment, it is instinctive to remain vigilant and silent.

But Zhou Sheng actually knew very well.

There is no danger in the place where he is at present. He

can see the blue sky outside the window by turning his head.

There are crisp birdsong in his ears, and the air is filled with the fresh fragrance of unknown flowers in addition to the smell of disinfectant in the hospital.

The voices of people chatting on the ground floor, the facilities and environment of the ward, and the medical workers who are sympathetic and curious about him. All of this is telling a fact.

There is no cruel war here, no fearless blood.

He is not the original Zhou Sheng.

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou?"

The doctor called his thoughts back.

He said, "The most important thing for you now is to rest. You are so young and have a good physical foundation. If you rest properly, you will be no different from ordinary people except that your immune system may be worse in the future."

The doctor's tone is full of encouragement and comfort, and every word tells him to be full of hope and confidence in himself.

No one knows what kind of psychological changes the person lying here has experienced.

Let alone what the meaning of just being able to survive is for him.

At the same time.

Lancheng Airport.

The exit of the airport passage, surrounded by a sea of ​​people outside, forced the airport to dispatch security to maintain order.

It was nine o'clock in the morning.

A group of seven or eight people came out.

The one walking in the front was dressed very casually, wearing a baseball cap and a black mask. He lowered his head so that his whole face was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see him at all.

But his superior height and figure were too easy to identify. As soon as he appeared, the crowd screamed and rushed towards him.

Several people in the team behind him quickly reached out to stop them.

Assistant Chen Dengdeng was holding a big black bag in front of her chest. As a girl who was less than 1.6 meters tall, she was about to cry. While staggering, she said to the makeup artist: "The flight information back to Lancheng today has been leaked again. If we hadn't found out that the itinerary was sold after we got off the plane, we wouldn't have been so embarrassed." The

male makeup artist pulled her handsomely, raised his chin to the front, and raised his eyebrows: "Don't you know how much a piece of information from your boss is worth? This kind of thing is done by taking advantage of every opportunity. You'll get used to it."

The group finally got out of the crowd and went to the underground parking lot.

But there were still a few fans and reporters who followed.

As they were about to get close to the business car, one of the male reporters asked increasingly urgent and sharp questions.

"Mr. Chu, is it true that you had a disagreement with the director during the filming of the movie?"

"Please answer it directly."

"I heard that it was because of another male actor in the same group. This news should be true, right? Do you have an unspeakable relationship with that male actor?"

The people in Chu Qinbai's team suddenly looked unhappy.

Chu Qinbai swept all major domestic film awards with his debut work at the age of seventeen, and reached the top of the industry early. But in recent years, all kinds of gossip about him have been rampant and have never stopped.

And this kind of gossip about peachy things, especially those related to men, has always been the one that Chu Qinbai hates the most.

Everyone watched the man who opened the car door and was about to get in the car stop. Before the team could stop him, he turned around and took off his mask, revealing a well-defined face.

With a twitch of his mouth, he said coldly: "It's none of your business."

The male reporter's face turned the color of liver on the spot.

When it comes to the person with the worst temper in the industry, Chu Qinbai is number one, and no one dares to claim second place.

He fights, has a foul mouth, scolds reporters for being nosy, can't stand the poor acting skills of his rival actors, and has countless black histories.

After ten years of debut, he has done everything he should and shouldn't do.

But big directors just love to use him.

Fans are just willing to pay for his box office.

He has a good background and his professional ability is beyond reproach, but he rarely appears in public except for filming movies every year. Those who love him love him very much, and those who hate him often hate him to the core.

This has led to him becoming more and more independent in the circle.

The reporter didn't have the courage to confront him and kept silent.

Chu Qinbai glanced around and noticed that there were several people who looked like students in the fan group. He frowned and said to the crowd, "Go back early."

One of his old fans laughed and said, "Boss, when will the movie be released?"

Chu Qinbai: "Next year."

Another person asked, "Are there any plans to shoot in the second half of the year?"

Chu Qinbai put on his mask again: "It's not decided yet."

The fan continued, "Brother, you should have a relationship soon. You are about to turn 30, so that the media won't always catch you in private life and make up rumors."

Chu Qinbai had already bent down and got into the car.

He sat in the car and looked outside. He

knocked on the car door with his mobile phone: "Are you all adults? Did you get good college entrance examination scores? Did you find a job or a boyfriend or girlfriend? Don't bother me, take care of yourselves." This

is not the first time that his fans have been complained about by him. He

still wanted to roll his eyes, "So you are happy every time you poke our sore spots?"

Chu Qinbai said again: "Go back early, or I will be angry with you again."

Then he closed the car door with a bang.

The business car slowly drove away from the airport.

Chen Dengdeng sat next to Chu Qinbai in the car and looked back several times.

After confirming that no car was following, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to sit upright.

The sister of the publicity and promotion department sat opposite Chen Dengdeng. After seeing her movements, she laughed twice and said, "Dengdeng, you have been following Brother Chu for a year, and you don't know that he warned that no one dares to really follow the car."

Chen Dengdeng grabbed the bag in her arms and said with a gloomy face, "If that reporter writes nonsense today, Sister Fan will scold me again."

Chu Qinbai's original assistant had gone to give birth, and Chen Dengdeng was just hired a year ago.

She felt that since she became Chu Qinbai's assistant, she would probably live many years less.

After all, although Chu Qinbai's studio was affiliated with Shengkai Entertainment, he was the boss of the studio. He didn't like to manage things, and left everything to his agent Sister Fan.

Sister Fan was a strong woman who was vigorous and resolute, and Chen Dengdeng was scolded by her.

Just when she thought of this, Sister Fan's exclusive ringtone rang on her mobile phone.

She was so scared that she shuddered and answered the phone tremblingly.

"Sister Fan."

"Where is Chu Qinbai?"

Chen Dengdeng glanced at the person who closed his eyes and rested, "He's next to him."

"Let him answer the phone!"

Before Chen Dengdeng handed over the phone, the person next to her reached out and took her phone.

The voice was lazy and tired: "Is there something wrong?"

"You are just looking forward to something happening every day, right?" Sister Fan's voice was clearly heard by everyone in the car even though the speakerphone was not turned on, "Why did you curse at the airport?"

"You call that cursing?"

"Chu Qinbai, you want to die! Do you know how much public relations fees I spend on you every year?"

"I'll transfer the money to you."

"Get lost."

Sister Fan calmed down her tone and said seriously: "What's going on between you and that Ren Qixuan? You were fine for three months of filming, but there was a problem after the filming was completed?"

Chu Qinbai's tone became increasingly irritable.

"You said you couldn't turn down this project, so I did it. You know what kind of person that director is. He deliberately forced people to drink on the day of the wrap-up party, and I stopped him. That's it. I don't know how this little thing got out."

Sister Fan paused for two seconds, "It's okay as long as you're fine. I'll take care of it."

"Then hang up."

"Wait a minute."

Sister Fan stopped him and said, "The hospital called me and said Zhou Sheng woke up."

Chu Qinbai frowned, not for anything else, but because he did think about it for a while before remembering who this person was.

He leaned back in his chair and casually said, "He's still alive?"

Sister Fan seemed extremely speechless.

Then she said, "Although I know that he went to Yujin Shopping Mall with a group of people to fool around. But I need to remind you that this person is your legal and compliant other half with a seal and stamp."

Chen Dengdeng next to him was already dumbfounded.

Her boss got married? ? ?

The key is that she found that everyone else was still very calm.

As a newcomer, she consciously shut her mouth, and her expression gradually turned dull and numb.

Chu Qinbai was still saying, "So what? I've been pouring tens of thousands of dollars in this year. Did I say anything?"

"Who told you this? I wanted to tell you that now that he's awake, with his temper, you can't be sure what kind of trouble he'll cause. Your marriage must not be exposed."

Chu Qinbai crossed his legs and looked out the window at the high-rise buildings and highways of Lancheng.

Indifferently, "Don't apply the rules of Shengkai Entertainment to me."

Sister Fan was not polite at all.

"If you find someone similar to you, I'd be happy to see you announce it. Who is Zhou Sheng? If it weren't for the Zhou family's background, he would be a street urchin, a gangster, who would do nothing but break the law. I think you're also confused. You dare to get married without caring whether he's a human or a ghost, for such a big thing as marriage."

Chu Qinbai specifically recalled Zhou Sheng, and found that only a vague person with dyed yellow hair and ding-ling clothes appeared in his mind, and he couldn't even remember his face.

There are only a few keywords associated with the name Zhou Sheng.

A good-for-nothing rich second-generation, drunk driving, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, living a life of idleness and waiting to die.

It fits his mate selection criteria.

Sister Fan concluded: "In short, don't let him cause trouble for me."

Chu Qinbai said in a cold tone.

"He dare not."

Chapter 2

Zhou Sheng was a little surprised when he saw himself in the mirror of the hospital bathroom for the first time.

It was not because he was unfamiliar, but because the face was almost exactly the same as his own.

But it was also very different.

In 1943, Zhou Sheng went south for a mission.

He worked as a chief writer for a newspaper at that time, and was very popular for his sharp angles and writing style. He had been on the headlines of other newspapers, and when he was dealing with various parties, he was often described as standing like a lily and a jade tree, and smiling like a bright moon in the arms.

He did not comment on himself, but he also knew that he was definitely not ugly.

But the face in the mirror in front of him.

The first impression he had was that it was thin.

So thin that the cheeks could not hold the flesh, and the bones were prominent. It was a sickly pale, even weak feeling. What

Zhou Sheng could not stand the most was the hair that was mostly black from the roots to the top, but the tail was dry and yellow.

Was the original owner malnourished or smoked opium?

Zhou Sheng found it difficult not to doubt.

But he did not show any of this doubt.

Life in the hospital was extremely boring.

After he was able to get out of bed, the doctor only allowed him to move within the ward. He had to sleep for more than ten hours a day to slowly restore his body functions.

So he almost lost the concept of time.

It was even more difficult to explore the identity and information of this body.

Until the day he was allowed to be discharged and go home to recuperate.

It rained lightly that day.

Zhou Sheng sat by the window sill of the ward, and he could see the people who were hurriedly hiding from the

rain downstairs of the hospital. The little nurse who often gave him intravenous drips these days poked her head in from the door.

She smiled and whispered, "Mr. Zhou, the person who will take you out of the hospital is here."

Then she moved aside to reveal the person behind her.

He was a young man of medium build.

He was wearing a suit and his face was not outstanding, giving people a sense of honesty and simplicity.

"Here he comes." Zhou Sheng said lightly.

The man at the door was obviously frozen for a moment.

What he saw was a thin man still wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown.

He still looked sick after recovering from a serious illness, but he just sat at the small round table by the window, with the curtains and the misty rain behind him, giving people an indescribable sense of warmth and peace.

The man even noticed that he was holding a book in his hand.

On the cover was written "A Historical Macroscopic View of the History of Modern and Contemporary Social Development".

For a moment, he couldn't help but wonder if he had found the wrong person.

Zhou Sheng was much calmer than the other party.

Although he had never walked out of the ward.

But he also knew that the medical expenses of this hospital were definitely not low.

He could lie here for a year, even if he didn't see anyone familiar with his original body after he woke up, but he was always treated well.

It can be seen that someone is responsible behind the scenes.

I just don't know who the man at the door is.

Is he the brother of the original body?

The little nurse saw the man behind her looking at Mr. Zhou motionlessly, and frowned her delicate eyebrows.

Mr. Zhou has almost become the gossip center of the entire hospital these days since he woke up. He

can afford to live in the VIP ward of a high-end hospital, but no one visits him.

In order to ensure absolute rest, there are no electronic entertainment facilities in the ward. Whether it is physical pain or extremely bland diet, most patients cannot stand it, but no one has ever seen him lose his temper.

He occasionally asks people to help bring some newspapers and books, and most of the time when he is awake, he stays alone quietly.

These days, people in the nurse station are vying to go to his ward.

Now that someone finally comes, the little nurse can't help but want to speak up for him.

She said to the person at the door unhappily: "Mr. Zhou is not fully recovered yet. You must pay attention to rest more when you go back. Don't lift heavy objects, don't get tired, and most importantly, keep an absolutely happy mood."

The man was awakened by the voice of the little nurse. He

looked embarrassed when he met the little girl's fiery eyes.

He walked two steps into the ward, bowed slightly to Zhou Sheng by the window sill and said: "Mr. Zhou, I am Lin Feng, the boss's driver, you can just call me Xiao Lin. Sister Fan asked me to pick you up from the hospital today."

Zhou Sheng paused at this time.

He really didn't expect the other party's identity.

And the little nurse standing at the back was also embarrassed.

She didn't expect that she would rant against the driver.

But thinking that even after being discharged from the hospital, they only let a driver come, I don't know how heartless Mr. Zhou's family is.

Zhou Sheng didn't say anything else and stood up.

"Then thank you for your trouble."

Xiao Lin waved his hand quickly: "No, no, it's my duty."

The black big umbrella was held all the way from the downstairs of the inpatient department to the door of the car parked at the entrance of the hospital. Xiao Lin was very responsible, afraid that the raindrops would hit Zhou Sheng, and waited until he got in the car before turning to the driver's seat.

That was the first time Zhou Sheng had a concrete impression of the world today.

Outside the car window, there were tall buildings everywhere, lined up one after another.

The shock was very intuitive.

The prosperous and prosperous scenes in the ancients' mouths, the rivers and seas were nothing more than this.

There was no trace of the decadence of the country's destruction and the family's demise in the last century. Those guns, bullets, artillery fire, scattered and displaced, have been buried under the long river of history, in the history textbooks and documents of generations of new people.

But for Zhou Sheng.

Those memories and experiences are right in front of him.

In yesterday and in the future.

But he was still extremely grateful that he came here.

He didn't know whether the original Zhou Sheng had completely disappeared. All he could do was to live well.

Do what he wanted to do and what he could do.

It was worth it that this fate gave him a chance to open his eyes again.

Compared with the information he had learned from newspapers and books these days, everything he could see with his own eyes and touch with his own hands was very new to him.

It was like Xiaolin's car could also answer calls.

Zhou Sheng had seen people use something called a mobile phone in the hospital, but now everyone's communication equipment seemed to be more numerous and more complex than he thought.

When the woman's voice sounded in the car, Xiaolin reflexively looked at Zhou Sheng in the rearview mirror.

"Where is the car?" the woman asked.

Xiaolin: "Halfway."

"Okay, you bring someone to the company first."

Xiaolin paused for a second.

He originally wanted to say that Mr. Zhou was in poor health, but in the end he didn't bother and said um.

After hanging up the phone, Xiaolin considered for a while before saying: "Mr. Zhou, Sister Fan asked you to go to the company first."

"Then go." Zhou Sheng nodded.

He did not ask directly who Sister Fan was.

Instead, it was Xiaolin who looked at him again and reminded him: "Sister Fan is Chu's agent, she's quite capable."

This explanation was more complicated, and Zhou Sheng didn't say anything.

Xiaolin hesitated for a moment and asked: "Mr. Zhou, you really can't remember anything?"

"Well, my memory is not very good after I woke up."

Xiaolin stopped talking completely.

He had actually seen Zhou Sheng twice from a distance.

There was no way to connect the person sitting in the back and looking out the window quietly with Zhou Sheng a year ago.

In the past, Zhou Sheng was always surrounded by a lot of messy people, full of swear words, which made people want to stay away from

him. But now, Xiaolin always felt that he was under unreasonable pressure.

It was not the kind of pressure that made people afraid.

It was the kind of pressure that made him sit in the car and couldn't help driving more steadily and quietly.

Zhou Sheng didn't know what Xiaolin was thinking.

He just felt that the second half of the journey was quiet enough, quiet enough for him to take a closer look at the world now.

When the car stopped, the rain actually increased a little.

Zhou Sheng got out of the car, looked up at the building in front of him, and stood there for a long time.

Xiao Lin did not rush him. When he finally sent Zhou Sheng in, he still felt a little regretful that the rain had wet Mr. Zhou's hair and shoulders.

Then Zhou Sheng finally met the woman called Sister Fan.

She was on the phone in the huge office. She

was about 30 years old, wearing a white casual suit and had neat short hair.

When she heard the knock on the door, she took the time to look up at him, pointed casually at the sofa, and motioned him to sit down first.

Zhou Sheng had no objection and sat down on the sofa.

Two minutes later, Sister Fan came over with a stack of documents.

She put them on the coffee table, then stood up and poured him some water. While taking the water, she said, "I wanted you to sign this agreement a year ago, but you happened to have an accident at that time, so it has been delayed until now." After

Sister Fan finished speaking, she walked back and handed him the water.

"Thank you." Zhou Sheng reached out to take it.

Sister Fan heard him say thank you and glanced at him.

Then she opened the agreement and continued, "There is nothing new in the agreement. It's mainly some marriage confidentiality clauses." She said earnestly, "Zhou Sheng, you can't blame me for doing things without leaving room for maneuver. Although marriage is a private matter between you and Qin Bai, and even a matter between the Zhou family and the Chu family. But you should also know that the Chu family can't control him now. He has a special job, and the studio must do this out of responsibility for him."

Her tone was not tough.

But from beginning to end, it was filled with an irrefutable meaning.

But.

"Wait." Zhou Sheng interrupted the other party holding a water cup.

His focus was not on this at all. He confirmed that he had not heard wrong, but still doubted: "You said I... got married?"

This time it was Sister Fan's turn to be stunned.

Only then did she raise her mind to look at the person sitting opposite.

I always feel that this person has changed a lot.

But I didn't think much about it.

Anyone who almost died once will change.

But she could see that Zhou Sheng's complexion was not good, thinking that the other party had just been discharged from the hospital.

Her tone softened before she said, "The hospital said you had some memory problems before, but I didn't expect you didn't even remember that you were married."

"What kind of person is she?" Zhou Sheng asked.

Sister Fan glanced at him again, as if to confirm whether he had really forgotten, and then said, "Artist, actor."

At this point, she couldn't help herself.

"Zhou Sheng, you should also know how important audience appeal is to practitioners in this industry in this era. I admit that Chu Qinbai has always been used to doing his own thing. He doesn't care and doesn't care. But I have been in charge of his business since his debut, and he was brought up by me. You don't want to ruin him, right?"

Sister Fan admitted that she took advantage of others.

From an unknown little agent to her current position, she knows better than anyone what kind of approach can maximize the benefits for her artists.

She never believes in any verbal agreement, and she doesn't think Chu Qinbai will take Zhou Sheng seriously.

This is exactly what she is worried about.

So the agreement must be signed.

Thinking of Zhou Sheng's bad behavior, she has made full preparations for coercion and inducement.

Zhou Sheng supported his knees with his elbows and pinched his eyebrows.

He was still digesting the fact that he was married.

After a while, Zhou Sheng looked up.

"What is her attitude about this agreement?"

Sister Fan was very direct: "He doesn't care about these. I have always been responsible for his contracts."

Zhou Sheng pressed his temple again.

Although the fact that he was married gave him a great shock, he was a man after all.

In Zhou Sheng's own memory, there was really one person who could be called an artist and star that he had really come into contact with. That was in the night sea in 1942. A young woman named Bai Mei, with a charming temperament, fascinated many men and made them dizzy and willing to sink.

She died at the muzzle of a gun, right in front of Zhou Sheng.

Zhou Sheng still remembers that scene clearly. On the high platform of the dance hall, the woman's red lips were like fire, and she sang a song "Zhongnan Mistake".

The wind sent by the red dust must eventually return, and the cup of wine and iron horse went down the Nanshan.

Bai Mei had made movies, followed many rich men, and also wandered gracefully in the golden hall of luxury, and was pursued and loved by countless people. But there are still people who scold her as a cheap actress and a man's plaything.

A woman's short life ended with a blazing death.

At that time, when people talked about her again, they began to call her a heroine, and their tone was full of regret and indignation.

Zhou Sheng had rolled through the heyday and desolation of the times, and had seen too many people and too many things.

Although he knew that in today's society, the situation of so-called artists and stars would never be bad.

Even Sister Fan in front of him was protecting her interests in words and deeds.

But he finally said: "If the agreement is beneficial to my wife, then I have no objection."

When Sister Fan heard what he said, her hand trembled, and most of the water in the cup spilled directly onto the documents.

Zhou Sheng took out the paper to clean it up.

Surprised by her reaction, he asked: "What's the matter?"

Sister Fan looked at him like she saw a ghost.

She didn't even have time to be surprised that he agreed so easily.

He opened his mouth and said slowly: "I think I may need to remind you."

"No wife."

"That's your husband."

Chapter 3

Zhou Sheng's cognition was completely overturned.

For the first time, he felt speechless.

In the last century, let alone same-sex marriage, there were people who had their legs broken, were imprisoned, and even shot for it. But I have never heard of anyone daring to talk about this matter openly, let alone getting married.

Zhou Sheng had been ups and downs in the turbulent times in his previous life. He never fell in love or got married.

He also didn't meet anyone he liked.

Now he suddenly heard that he was married, and his partner was a man, which made him a little difficult to digest.

Sister Fan didn't think his reaction was fake. She

once again thought of the time she met Zhou Sheng a year ago.

At that time, she just knew that Chu Qinbai had found someone to handle the registration without telling her, and she felt like a bolt from the blue.

Especially Zhou Sheng, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, was a real rogue.

Right where he is sitting now.

He smiled and said, "You can keep it a secret if you want me to, one million a month, and promise me that you will never mention Chu Qinbai's name."

Sister Fan was furious.

She could see that Zhou Sheng was actually very afraid of Chu Qinbai.

A man who dared to sign a gambling agreement with his own father, with a valuation of 500 million.

He would rather sell his marriage in exchange for not being held hostage by the identity of the third son of the Chu family. He

is simply a madman.

No one in the Chu family is not afraid of him, including Zhou Sheng.

So what he did was to bring a group of people from time to time to trouble those who had a scandal with Chu Qinbai.

It is said that he also took off the clothes of a waiter in a bar that Chu Qinbai had been to, and pushed him to the street to humiliate him.

These things have never been made a big deal.

Sister Fan still scolded Chu Qinbai for this.

The Zhou family was indeed a good choice for Chu Qinbai at that time. She also knew that what he valued was that Zhou Sheng was a waste in the Zhou family.

But waste also has the troubles of waste.

However, less than two months after registration, Zhou Sheng got into trouble.

Now looking at the person sitting in front of her,

Sister Fan found that she was much calmer than she thought.

It is probably because he is so different from the person she remembers now.

He is thin and speaks slowly.

No matter his sitting posture or every move, he seemed very well-educated.

He didn't even mention any conditions and directly agreed to the content of the agreement.

Sister Fan simply didn't know whether this change was good or bad.

In the past, Zhou Sheng might have bought a quiet life for you with one million. But now, even Sister Fan, an old veteran in the workplace, can't figure him out.

The signing of the agreement went surprisingly smoothly.

When Zhou Sheng put the cap on the pen, he raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed twice.

Sister Fan frowned and said unconsciously: "I'll ask Xiaolin to take you back. Remember to change your clothes. They are all wet."

Zhou Sheng turned his head to glance at his shoulder, brushed to the ends of his hair, and smiled: "I'd better go get a haircut first."

Zhou Sheng stood up.

Thinking of something, he asked again: "Excuse me, am I living with... my husband now?"

Zhou Sheng felt awkward saying it himself, and even Sister Fan was speechless.

She really couldn't imagine that Chu Qinbai had become a man's husband.

But she still told the truth: "He has lived in the villa in Donghu all year round. It is his private property. You have never lived together before, but as far as I know, the house your father gave you has been occupied by your younger brother since you were hospitalized."

It turned out that Zhou Sheng had a family.

But Zhou Sheng didn't need to guess to know that he hadn't seen anyone come to the hospital for a year, which showed that the relationship was not good.

Zhou Sheng didn't say much.

Sister Fan glanced at him, suddenly sighed, and said: "You are not in a contract marriage, legal and compliant, so don't go back to your own place. Whether you can still go in is one thing. Before the divorce, Chu Qinbai has the obligation to take care of you if you get into trouble. Go live in Donghu. There is an aunt at home. Chu Qinbai has taken endorsement shooting these days and is very busy. He may not go back."

"Do you need to inform him?"

"I will notify him."

"Okay, thank you."

Zhou Sheng got the key from Sister Fan, as well as a mobile phone that he said he had when he had the accident.

He tried to fiddle with it for a while and knew how to turn it on and off.

He put the phone away.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon when Zhou Sheng arrived at his destination.

Because the weather was bad that day, the East Lake Villa District was hidden in a dense green area, and the air was filled with the moist smell of soil after rain.

Xiao Lin obviously came here often, and was not stopped. The car entered the big iron gate and drove forward.

Finally, it stopped in front of a house at the innermost part of the area.

The villa was built on the stone mountain and had two floors.

There was a large area of ​​one-way glass design, and on the left was a huge blue outdoor swimming pool. Zhou Sheng lived in Zhou Mansion until he was fifteen years old. In the following years, he also knew about the land and villas that were worth every inch of money. This was the first time he saw such a modern and technological house.

Zhou Sheng had just arrived at the gate of the garden alone when someone grabbed his arm.

"Why are you here now?"

The other party was a thin girl. She reached out and took the bag in her hand. While opening it, she said, "It's the Leco brand, right? Why are you so late? I'm waiting for your clothes."

Zhou Sheng, who had just had his hair cut and bought two sets of clothes under Xiao Lin's guidance, stood there silently.

But soon the girl screamed, holding the collar of the clothes and said: "Why is it this size?! It's too small!"

Zhou Sheng saw that the girl was about to cry, "This clothes..."

"How do you do things in your brand?" The girl stuffed the bag back into Zhou Sheng's arms.

"What's wrong?" Someone else hurried over to ask.

The girl was angry and annoyed, "Sister, I got the wrong size of clothes, and there is no time. What should I do? Brother Chu is already very angry. You know he has been in a bad mood in the past two days. I'm dead."

Another girl who just came over and was a little older took the bag and looked at it.

Surprised: "This is not Laike's clothes."

The first girl: "Huh??"

Zhou Sheng finally spoke: "Sorry, this is my clothes."

The two people immediately looked at him at the same time.

Chen Dengdeng stared at the person standing in front of him.

He was thin and tall, and except for his bad complexion, he looked pretty good.

But she was still alert at the first time: "Who are you? If you are not here to deliver branded clothes, how did you get in? I tell you that the person who broke into this place last time is still in jail."

Zhou Sheng: "I am Mr. Chu's friend."

After all, he had just signed a confidentiality agreement.

But Chen Dengdeng obviously didn't believe it.

"What friend? I know all our boss's friends, why haven't I seen you?"

Chen Dengdeng was arguing with him at the door.

Inside the villa.

In the huge living room on the first floor, Chu Qinbai sat on the circular white leather sofa with his legs crossed, looking coldly at the man opposite the sofa.

The makeup artist wanted to make up Chu Qinbai, but he raised his hand to block her.

Lu Ming was stared at by him and felt his hair run down all over his body.

He said, "Brother Chu, Dad, Grandpa. As the president of Shengkai, I have condescended to bring people here in person and beg you to attend Shengyu's annual dinner. Can you give me some face?"

Chu Qinbai sneered, "You are just trying to get in touch with Chu Xuming."

Lu Ming rolled his eyes.

He said unhappily: "What Chu Xuming? Isn't he your elder brother? We have known each other since high school, and you own half of the shares of Shengkai. I don't care if you and your father have a falling out, but whether Shengkai can achieve its goals in the second half of the year is just a matter for you and your brother to tell him."

Chu Qinbai: "I have nothing to do with the Chu family business. You've known this for the first time."

"I know it." Lu Ming said fearlessly: "You are so noble that you are even willing to find your wife in the garbage dump for this. What else can't you do?"

Lu Ming suddenly started gossiping when he said this.

"I heard that he woke up?"

Chu Qinbai glanced at him, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"It has nothing to do with me, but the garbage pollution of the environment has something to do with me."

Lu Ming said, "Have you forgotten what he did a year ago? I tell you, this kind of person may not cause much harm to the interests, but he can disgust people. It's like asking someone whether you would rather eat chocolate-flavored shit or shit-flavored chocolate, the same meaning."

Chu Qinbai threw the coat next to him, "A dog can't spit out ivory, don't disgust me."

Lu Ming reached out and grabbed it, "Then can you control your dog temper? Only your eldest brother and second sister are willing to spoil you, so you have been so lawless since childhood."

At this time, Lu Ming's cell phone rang.

"Sister Fan?" He immediately changed his tone and said in a frivolous way: "What wind made you think of me today?"

"Are you and Chu Qinbai together? The people in the studio said he was at home and couldn't be contacted."

"Yes." Lu Ming glanced at Chu Qinbai, then put the phone on the coffee table and turned on the hands-free.

Sister Fan: "Zhou Sheng is out of hospital. I asked him to go to your place. Don't lock him out when the time comes."

Before Chu Qinbai could say anything, Lu Ming spoke first.

"Sister Fan, am I deaf or are you crazy? Who are you talking about?"

Sister Fan: "Zhou Sheng. His situation is a little different now. I think it's better to keep him under my nose than to let him cause other troubles outside." Lu Ming

teased: "Aren't you afraid that Zhou Sheng will sleep with your movie star?"

Sister Fan said sarcastically: "Whoever gets married should be responsible for it." Sister

Fan had been stabbing him for a year for this matter. Everyone knows her.

Chu Qinbai was indifferent.

He only said: "I don't care where he goes, but if he dares to come here, I will dare to throw him out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Dengdeng came in with someone.

As an assistant, Chen Dengdeng was already trembling enough. When she heard this when she entered the door, she was so scared that she stood still and dared not move.

Chu Qinbai looked over and happened to meet the eyes of the person behind Chen Dengdeng.

Zhou Sheng had never seen Chu Qinbai before.

But when he saw this person for the first time, he was sure that he had not recognized the wrong person.

Chu Qinbai's appearance is very recognizable, and he is very good-looking. His facial features are prominent, and when his eyes look up at people from the bottom, there is a feeling of condescension.

This inevitably reminds Zhou Sheng of a black Maine Coon cat he had seen in the house of a general's wife.

It was like a long-haired black panther and was not close to people at all.

The walking posture was very elegant, and when passing by your feet, it was too lazy to even give you a glance.

Chu Qinbai didn't recognize the person at first.

But combined with what Sister Fan said on the phone just now, he connected the vague impression in his mind with the black-haired, simple and clean-dressed person in front of him.

He looked at Chen Dengdeng, "You brought the person in, don't you give me an explanation?"

"Brother Chu." Chen Dengdeng felt that her death was coming.

She didn't know why she was willing to bring the person in.

Maybe he was too sincere when he said he was Chu Qinbai's friend, or maybe he saw that he was in poor health.

She couldn't say that she was bewitched and believed his words.

After all, Chu Ge's behavior was obviously a sign of getting angry.

Fortunately, the man she brought in saved her life.

He walked around her and stood in front of her. After a while, he said to the person sitting on the sofa: "Long time no see, how are you recently?"

This is the most basic, ordinary, and polite greeting.

At least in Zhou Sheng's cognition, it is like this.

The man sitting on the sofa on the other side suddenly showed a choked expression.

Chu Qinbai looked at him and said with cold eyes: "It was fine, but it's not good to see you." Zhou Sheng looked

at the situation and understood it.

Originally, I thought that since they could get married and were willing to pay the high medical expenses, the relationship with Zhou Sheng should be barely okay.

At present, it seems that it is no longer barely.

It should be very reluctant.

Chapter 4

In Zhou Sheng's understanding, since Sister Fan said that it was not a contractual marriage, it meant that even if there were interests involved behind this union, at least the basis of this marriage was mutual consent.

According to the information he currently knew, the original owner Zhou Sheng had a bad family.

He had not seen any friends come to see him.

Under the premise of unstable physical condition, incomplete understanding of the world, and no financial resources and survival skills, he must seek a breakthrough from the people Zhou Sheng knew to escape from his current situation.

Since Chu Qinbai has the identity of a husband, it is the only choice.

But looking at it now, this is obviously a wrong decision.

The moment Chu Qinbai recognized him, he had already determined his arrival and slowly said: "Do you really think you can threaten me by getting married?" He threw the mobile phone in his hand onto the coffee table with a thud, turned his head and looked at him, with sarcasm and warning in every sentence: "How much money did you ask Sister Fan for privately, one million? Two million? I am not her, let alone your father Zhou Sheng. I don't need you within the scope of what I should give. But did I say, don't dirty your eyes in front of me?"

Zhou Sheng didn't say anything.

Instead, a voice came from the phone that was still on the coffee table.

Sister Fan: "Chu Qinbai, no one asked me for money."

"Also, he has lost his memory and doesn't remember anything at all."

"Heh." Chu Qinbai pulled the corner of his mouth and chuckled, "You believe this kind of nonsense, you just graduated from elementary school?"

Sister Fan: "..."

Chu Qinbai stood up from the sofa.

He walked in front of Zhou Sheng.

Nodded and said, "He has lost his memory."

He looked him up and down again, "You are dressed like that, is it fun?"

Chen Dengdeng, who was standing next to him, had been swallowing her saliva and backing away since Chu Qinbai said to get married.

Although she was quite afraid of Chu Qinbai, in fact, as long as there were no mistakes in the work, he would never lose his temper for no reason. After all, she worked carefully for a year, and although she was scolded more than once, the boss never said that he would fire her.

If she knew that the person she brought in was the marriage partner of her boss who had never shown up.

She would never dare to make a decision on her own even if she was beaten to death.

This Zhou Sheng was definitely on the first page of his blacklist.

The kind that even one meeting is redundant.

And when both of them were standing, Chu Qinbai was more than half a head taller than Zhou Sheng.

He was not the rough type, and he was even refined with a wild and sharp feeling. With broad shoulders and long legs, he was completely overwhelming in the face of the thin and thin Zhou Sheng.

But Zhou Sheng just looked at him calmly.

He even felt like replying, "It's not fun."

Chen Dengdeng was suddenly impressed.

Dare to respond to the boss's words, basically looking for death.

Chu Qinbai really smiled.

He probably thought Zhou Sheng was courageous now, so he asked, "Okay, tell me, what do you want this time?"

"Just some reasonable rights and interests within the marriage relationship."

Zhou Sheng was very indifferent. Since he couldn't solve the problem calmly, he couldn't just let others do whatever they wanted.

Zhou Sheng looked at Chu Qinbai and said, "Mr. Chu, I think since you don't like me so much, you married me. That proves that my existence is valuable to you. I guess you have a reason not to divorce, right? Do you think this reason is enough to threaten you?"

Chu Qinbai's face suddenly turned cold.

At this time, Lu Ming stood up in time.

He walked to Chu Qinbai, covered his mouth with his hand and whispered: "Be prepared. You should be careful. Although Zhou Qicong looks down on this son, he is his biological son after all. Since you are already married, there is no need to offend the Zhou family at this time. You don't want to be caught by your father, right?"

Lu Ming said regardless of Chu Qinbai's reaction.

He turned around and said to Zhou Sheng: "Well, isn't it just living here? Live! Such a big house can't accommodate you."

"I have conditions." Zhou Sheng said.

This time even Lu Ming's face changed.

Zhou Sheng pretended not to see it.

He didn't want to provoke, but he could see that the other party didn't want to make things too bad.

Zhou Sheng has experienced countless negotiations and knows that it is particularly important to take the initiative at critical moments.

"I need temporary use of this house. The time of use is irregular, but it will not exceed half a year. During this period, we will not interfere with each other, and I need to meet my needs within a reasonable range, such as daily needs and the right to know some information. Of course, all of this is based on my personal opinion and will never involve Mr. Chu's privacy and daily habits. After half a year, I will cash out all the proceeds and return them to Mr. Chu's account." Lu

Ming was dumbfounded.

Isn't this equivalent to freeloading and empty promises?

But he stood there, and he didn't look guilty at all.

Lu Ming admired this man's thick skin. He didn't expect that after a life-and-death crisis, he became an evolved gangster. Facing Zhou Sheng's request. Chu Qinbai's reaction was more intuitive. He stared into Zhou Sheng's eyes, "Do you think my brain is not very good, or do I look like a sucker?" Zhou Sheng: "Mr. Chu is a handsome man." Lu Ming couldn't help laughing and almost choked on his saliva. Facing two pairs of eyes, one cold and the other indifferent, he coughed dryly to cover up his gaffe. Chu Qinbai continued, "Since you dare to push your money, don't talk about cash refund. Whether I need that little money is another matter. You are only capable of defrauding the ignorant old and weak on the street. It is better to use the money to buy more books and reshape your world view and value system." Zhou Sheng was completely aware of how poisonous this person was. If time goes back a few years, this person would definitely have a place on the honor roll of warring with heroes, not to mention ceding land and paying compensation. Zhou Sheng had no choice but to say, "Mr. Chu, if you need me, you can ask." Chu Qinbai glanced at him twice, not knowing what he remembered. In the end, he suddenly compromised, changed the subject, and nodded lightly: "In that case. Stay." At five o'clock, Zhou Sheng calmly stood in the guest room on the second floor of the house. The room is large and well-equipped. Opening the window is the swimming pool downstairs and the cluster of red roses in the garden. After a rain, there is no sign of withering, and it blooms brightly with crystal raindrops. A stable residence is the foundation of everything. Even though he knew that Chu Qinbai's conditions might not be simple. But compared to other uncertain factors, he preferred this clear price tag method. And he could finally spare the energy to pay attention to other things. For example, the messages he could get on his phone. He opened the chat software and a dense stream of messages popped up. The earliest one dates back to a year ago, but most of them disappeared after two months. And the messages inside made people frown more and more. Not to mention the strange names. The content was almost inseparable from eating, drinking and gambling. The only thing that made Zhou Sheng feel relieved was that the original owner did not have a promiscuous relationship.

And judging from the messages, most people call him "Mr. Zhou" and almost treat him as a scapegoat.

They encourage him to rush to the front when troubles arise and let him be the first to spend money.

But the original Zhou Sheng loves to listen to people's flattery, spends money like water, and has no basic judgment of people. There are

almost no useful people and information in his network.

The only person who has been sending him messages since a year ago is called Xu Chao. The

key is that Zhou Sheng also found out from the chat records with other people that Xu Chao's family is not well off, and the reason why he let him follow him is to play with this person for fun.

But Xu Chao obviously remembered the kindness that Zhou Sheng gave him money to treat his mother's illness.

People from such ordinary families probably have no channels to know the news of Zhou Sheng's accident. But being able to send messages to greet him for a year shows that his character is not bad.

And he held the phone in his hand all day.

When it rang for the first time, the name of the caller was also this Xu Chao.

Zhou Sheng was stunned for a moment before trying to swipe to the right.

The other party didn't seem to expect the call to be answered, and there was no sound for several seconds.

Then he asked cautiously: "Young Master Zhou?"

Zhou Sheng hummed, and the voice on the other side became excited.

"It's really you, Young Master Zhou?! Where have you been this year? I thought something happened to you."

Zhou Sheng had been awake for such a long time, and he had met many people.

Such as the doctor's care, Xiao Lin's curiosity, Sister Fan's vigilance, and Chu Qinbai's pure disgust.

But this was the first time he met someone who was truly happy for his existence.

Zhou Sheng waited for the other side to quiet down before he said: "Something happened, but it's all right now. Also, you don't have to call me Young Master Zhou, just call me Zhou Sheng."

The other party hesitated: "Zhou... Young Master Zhou Sheng."

"No Young Master." Zhou Sheng laughed.

While laughing, Zhou Sheng paused again and thought of some old friends. The one

who always called him Young Master Zhou Sheng was Shunzi.

Shunzi's full name was Zhou Liangshun. Although he had the surname Zhou, he was not actually a blood relative of the Zhou family. He was sold to the Zhou family when he was a child and grew up with Zhou Sheng.

His temperament was just like his name, kind, gentle, and loyal.

He had read some books, but he didn't have much ambition. He would rather stay in the Zhou family and follow Zhou Sheng for the rest of his life.

When Zhou Sheng was fifteen, the country was already very unstable.

Two years later, his mother did her best to send him to England. When he came back three years later, only Shunzi went to pick him up.

He always said, "Master, you are the only one left in the Zhou family. I promised my wife to take good care of you." He said

this until his death.

When Shunzi died, there was no body. It was said that they were buried in a big pit.

Later, Zhou Sheng built a tomb for him separately.

The tombstone reads, Tomb of Zhou Liangshun, the second son of the Zhou family.

Built by my elder brother Zhou Sheng.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel dizzy.

Xu Chao's voice came out again from the phone. He said, "Otherwise, I will follow Xu Shao and call you Brother Sheng. I'm glad you're okay. I thought that you gave me the money and there was no news. I wanted to tell you in person that my mother has recovered from her illness. Thank you very much. My mother also said that she would invite you to dinner at home when she is free." He seemed to be hesitant about something when he said this, and hurriedly said, "It doesn't matter if you don't come. I..."

"Okay." Zhou Sheng interrupted him, "I will definitely come to bother you when I settle down."

Xu Chao sounded very happy.

After two seconds, he said again, "Brother Sheng, I always feel that you speak a little differently now."

"Really? Maybe you have figured out something." Zhou Sheng warned, "Don't contact Xu Ling and others in the future." Xu Chao immediately

said, "I haven't contacted them for a long time. Since you were away, they didn't take me with them." Zhou

Sheng nodded, and when he realized that the other party couldn't see him, he hummed.

At this time, there was a noise at the door downstairs.

Zhou Sheng looked down with his phone in his hand.

Chu Qinbai was probably finally convinced by Lu Ming. He was now wearing a well-tailored suit, his hair was styled, and he led his people out towards the pebbled path in the garden.

Even a company boss like Lu Ming would be overwhelmed when walking next to him.

A lot of people followed behind the two of them.

When they got in the car at the door, the noise faded away, taking away the excitement of this area.

Zhou Sheng looked in that direction and happened to see Chu Qinbai, who was sitting in the car, looking in this direction.

Xu Chao asked him, "Brother Sheng, why are you suddenly silent?"

Zhou Sheng retracted his gaze.

He said, "It's okay. If you have to keep a person who eats free meals at home, the owner will inevitably be unhappy."

Xu Chao was surprised: "Brother Sheng, are you being relied on by someone?"

"No." Zhou Sheng chuckled, and then asked, "Xu Chao, do you want to come with me? Brother Sheng will help you get rich."

Chapter 5

Although Zhou Sheng promised Xu Chao, he actually didn't have much idea at the moment.

The Zhou family started out as a silk business in their early years. Later, due to the turbulent times, they built textile factories, tea factories, imported medicines, etc. Zhou's family only had one son, and he started learning business since he was a child.

But this is not something that can be achieved overnight.

Funding is also a big problem.

After living in the villa in Donghu for almost a week, Chu Qinbai never showed up during this period.

Of course, Zhou Sheng didn't pay much attention.

This world is too big, and there are too many things to learn.

Advanced production technology, the multitude and complexity of industries, and the humanities and technology of the new era.

He sighed countless times that when the predecessors were struggling and bleeding for peace and survival, they must not have imagined that the country would be reorganized after the division, and the struggle of several generations would bring about what kind of thriving new world.

He started learning from scratch.

To explore and study.

He often locked himself in the room for most of the day and forgot the time. For this reason, he scared Aunt Zhang in the villa more than once.

Aunt Zhang was probably an old man that Chu Qinbai was used to. She was not a talkative person and did not express any opinion on Zhou Sheng's move in. She was responsible for purchasing and preparing Zhou Sheng's three meals a day.

I don't know if it was because he was exposed to the wind and rain before moving in, but Zhou Sheng had a low fever for the past two days.

He often coughed, and when he was discharged from the hospital, the medicine prescribed by the doctor piled up like a basin.

Mrs. Zhang was always worried that he might faint in the room.

Or that he might have some adverse reaction to the medicine.

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou? Are you up?"

It was only seven o'clock in the morning, and Mrs. Zhang knocked on Zhou Sheng's door.

Zhou Sheng was wearing clothes that looked like he was going out. When he opened the door, Mrs. Zhang was stunned for a moment and asked, "Are you going out?"

"Yes, I'm going out to meet a friend." Zhou Sheng nodded and said.

Mrs. Zhang's impression of him has almost changed in the past few days. Seeing that he was not in good health and was working day and night, she couldn't help but feel distressed. Only then would she frown and disapprove, "What friend do you have to meet at this time? You are in such a poor physical condition, you'd better not go out casually. Although the weather in April is not cold, there is a big temperature difference between morning and night." Then she asked Zhou Sheng: "Did you vomit again last night?"

Zhou Sheng smiled and said, "Nothing."

The medicine he took would bring some minor sequelae due to the ingredients.

Such as nausea, dizziness, drowsiness, etc.

But he did have to go see Xu Chao.

Because his way of raising funds was very crude, selling the house.

Just selling the one that Sister Fan said.

He had asked Xu Chao to help find out. As far as he knew, the house was located in the city center, and the number would be very considerable once it was sold. Not to mention how much effect it would have, it would not be so powerless that he had no idea where to start.

But he still had to go and see the details himself.

Sister Zhang couldn't do anything about him.

He muttered, "They are both of similar temperament. What's wrong with them being busy together? He's been away for several months filming, and when he comes back, he has other work every two or three days. It's common for him not to be seen. Why do you push yourself so hard? If you really want to make peace with him, you have to take it slowly. It's not worth it to ruin your health."

Zhou Sheng smiled and didn't refute.

He guessed that Chu Qinbai didn't come back for a week because he didn't want to see him.

Although it was Sister Fan who asked him to come to the house and break the rules first, it was not Zhou Sheng's intention to drive people away.

It's just like Zhang Sao felt that he suddenly moved in and suddenly changed his temperament because he wanted to get closer to Chu Qinbai.

He had no way to explain it, and he felt it was unnecessary.

This era is full of opportunities.

The lonely ghosts on the nameless monument can't be heroes in troubled times, nor can they be pioneers in the era of great waves.

But he wants to be Zhou Sheng.

His father often said, do what you can and what you can do.

That is a sentence that the Zhou family will always engrave in their hearts.

Zhang Sao didn't say anything else and asked him to go downstairs for breakfast first.

Sitting at the dining table, Zhou Sheng was flipping through magazines while drinking porridge.

Not far away, on the large TV screen on the wall that Zhang Sao had turned on to prevent him from getting bored, the host suddenly said, "Just last night, the famous young actor Chu Qinbai and the movie star Ren Qixuan, who had just worked with him, were photographed entering and leaving a nightclub together. According to the video provided by the reporter, the two were in an intimate posture, which seemed to confirm the rumors that they had a close relationship."

Zhou Sheng took the time to glance at the TV.

The so-called video was very blurry, but the enlarged picture did show that it was Chu Qinbai and a young man.

They got out of the same car in the dark and walked side by side towards a store.

They were probably talking, and Chu Qinbai, who was wearing casual clothes, could be seen turning his head slightly to accommodate the other person's height. In fact, that was all that was filmed.

However, the reporter's intentional or unintentional guidance and ambiguous words made it inevitable for those who saw the video and photos to speculate and imagine.

Zhang Sao, who was placing chopsticks, paused.

She glanced at Zhou Sheng and said, "These reporters love to write nonsense all day long. Don't take it to heart."

Zhou Sheng shook his head and smiled, "It's okay. Mr. Chu seems to be doing well. This is something worth celebrating."

This is the truth, but after saying this, Mrs. Zhang looked at him with hesitation.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?" Zhou Sheng looked up and asked.

Mrs. Zhang wiped her hands on the apron around her waist, and then said, "I watched Qin Bai grow up. Although his circle is complicated, he is not the kind of person who does things casually. When two people get married, they always have bumps and bruises when they are young. There is still a long time to go, and you will know in the future."

Zhou Sheng didn't think he and Chu Qinbai had a future.

Not to mention the world and experience of the two people are very different, people who use marriage as a bargaining chip are either extremely conceited or don't trust marriage at all.

Chu Qinbai belongs to the latter.

Mrs. Zhang unconsciously told Zhou Sheng the truth. She said, "If it weren't for his mother, he wouldn't have gotten to that point with his father. You didn't see how he behaved when he was a teenager. He had a bad temper. At that time, his family didn't allow him to enter this industry. He started from scratch with his agent. He also drank every day for work when he just became an adult, and worked hard for the project. Now there are many girls who like him, and they have come here several times. He was so annoyed that he turned around to educate others. He also had a company and a team under his control. He is mature and stable after all."

Chu Qinbai's background is not difficult to check.

He was born in a well-known wealthy family in Lancheng.

Shengyu Group, founded by his father Chu Jianxiong, covers many fields including finance, real estate, and catering.

Chu Qinbai's mother Qin Ruo is also a famous actress. She is Chu Jianxiong's second wife. She committed suicide at home in the fifth year of her marriage to Chu Jianxiong.

This matter caused a big fuss, and there are still rumors on the Internet. There are

many different opinions about the reason for Qin Ruo's suicide. Some say it was depression, and some say Qin Ruo suffered from mental illness.

When Chu Qinbai debuted, the outside world described him as a genius and a madman. He was a

playboy and arrogant. His detractors always used the fact that he inherited his mother's mental illness to insinuate that he was a genius and a madman. In the early years, most of the news about him fighting came from this.

The experience that Mrs. Zhang told Zhou Sheng changed his impression of him.

But when he thought about the man telling him to read more books, he

thought that when he matured, the remaining rebelliousness in him would probably be reflected in his vicious mouth.

Zhou Sheng went out at 8:30.

It was windy that day, and he knew his body now, so he specially added a coat.

After studying the taxi app for a while, Zhou Sheng went to the place he had agreed with Xu Chao.

It was a square, and Xu Chao was just as he imagined, 1.76 meters tall, with short hair, standing in front of the bus stop. He waved at him from a distance and shouted excitedly: "Brother Sheng!"

"Xu Chao." Zhou Sheng nodded and walked over to say hello.

Xu Chao was only surprised at his current changes for about two seconds, turned his head and looked at the taxi behind him, and said unexpectedly: "Brother Sheng, did you take a taxi? Where is your car?"

Zhou Sheng: "Probably in the original house."

When he first came to this world, because of the lack of information and a marriage, he only came into contact with people related to Chu Qinbai.

Later, he learned a little about the situation of the Zhou family from mobile phone messages.

Zhou Sheng's father, Zhou Qinong, divorced his first wife, Zhou Sheng's mother, early in his life

. Zhou Sheng's mother went abroad, and he lived with his father.

When he was three years old, Zhou Qinong remarried.

Two years later, his stepmother, Shu Meili, gave birth to a son and named him Zhou Song.

Zhou Sheng complained about this matter to almost everyone on his mobile phone, either scolding his stepmother for acting and being a vicious person. Or he talked about how Zhou Song pretended to be so pretentious, trying to get the first place in the grade at school and pretending to be sensible and obedient at home, just to curry favor with the old man and make him happy, so that he would get an extra share of the inheritance in the future.

Xu Chao and he walked and said, "Brother Sheng, you have always been at odds with Zhou Song. Will he move?"

Zhou Sheng: "Let's go and see."

The house is a large flat in the city center, at least 200 square meters.

It was a weekend, and when he rang the doorbell, a curly-haired woman in a bathrobe came to open the door.

She looked Zhou Sheng up and down, "Who are you looking for?"

"Zhou Song."

The woman shrugged and turned around and shouted, "Zhou Song, someone is looking for you."

The young man with his upper body naked came out, wiping his hair. He was not very good-looking, but he was very gentle.

"Who are you?" he asked.

After asking, he probably realized something.

Shocked: "Brother?"

The woman next to him said, "Your brother? Didn't you say that your useless brother was dying in the hospital? Where did you get such a good-looking brother?"

Xu Chao next to Zhou Sheng immediately got angry, "What are you talking about?!"

The woman was startled and hid behind Zhou Song.

Zhou Song didn't care about the woman behind him at all, and was still looking at Zhou Sheng.

I found it difficult to see the familiar gloom on this face, let alone the irritability of incompetent roaring. The man in front of me has dark eyebrows and eyes, thin but elegant.

He is like a jade stone soaked in the riverbed. He

is calm and has his own brilliance.

Zhou Song even panicked for no reason, his smile was a little stiff, and he said, "Brother, why are you here?"

"I came to see the house." Zhou Sheng didn't seem to notice Zhou Song's discomfort, "I think the client has come to negotiate with you, but you have always refused to let people in on the grounds of inconvenience, so I had to come by myself."

Zhou Song laughed dryly twice: "I thought you were in the hospital, so I thought you were a liar."

"You really don't know that I woke up a long time ago?" Zhou Sheng raised his eyebrows and asked.

Zhou Song: "No, I don't know."

How could he not know.

A half-dead man, his father had long been disappointed in him, this kind of scum was lucky enough to meet Chu Qinbai, who was willing to spend money.

Even if he woke up, he would be just a useless person.

The Zhou family's company was included in Chu Qinbai's gambling agreement, and its development would only go to the next level.

As long as it came to him in the future, he was confident that he could make the company bigger and stronger.

Zhou Song always thought so.

But Zhou Sheng appeared in front of him unexpectedly, catching him off guard.

But due to the habit he had since childhood, he immediately said, "Brother, why did you suddenly want to sell the house? This is what Dad left for you. If you are short of money, tell me. My family will never let you have no money to spend."

After a short confrontation, Zhou Sheng knew that the complaints on the phone were not the original Zhou Sheng's excessive imagination.

Zhou Song's malice was superficial and there was no need to guess.

Zhou Sheng was unwilling to entangle, "Since it is mine, I will take care of it. Move it as soon as possible." Zhou Song

's expression twisted for a moment.

The market value of this house is at least five million.

At that time, Zhou Group actually did not have much cash turnover. Just because Zhou Sheng was going to get married, his father still gave him this house. Why did such a waste have such a good reason?

But he couldn't say anything. He

just looked a little ugly and nodded: "Okay."

As a result, Zhou Sheng received a call when he went downstairs.

Mobile phone note, old man.

Zhou Sheng shook his head and picked up the phone, "Dad."

The other side seemed to be panting in anger, but was choked all of a sudden.

After several seconds, a middle-aged man's voice sounded: "I heard that you want to sell the house?"

"Yes, I don't live in it anyway."

"You are not allowed to sell it!" The man's voice suddenly became higher, "Are you going to fool around with the money again? If you don't want your brother to live here, I will let him move out. Zhou is not what it used to be. Even if I didn't cooperate with Chu Qinbai at the beginning, I, your father, could only last three years at most. But he agreed to marry you anyway, and he has always been the one paying for your hospitalization. If you change your mind, he may not treat you badly in the future. The house is your last retreat. Do you have to bury yourself in the mud pit before you even wait for me to die?! Huh?!"

Zhou Sheng was silent for a while.

He originally thought that Zhou Sheng was the victim of this marriage, but from what he said, it was clear that his father had found a retreat for his useless son.

This retreat is a person who is willing to sacrifice the marriage and support him in vain.

Ten years, or a lifetime, Zhou Sheng didn't know.

But he stood there, perhaps asking for the original Zhou Sheng.

He asked: "Then why don't you come to see me?"

The other side didn't speak for a long time.

Finally, a slightly vicissitudes and hoarse voice came, and he said: "Because I don't dare, and I don't have the face. When you were a child, I threw you to the nanny, and later your mother, forget it, you don't want to call mom. Shu Meili has a strong personality and treats you badly, but I have invested all my life's efforts in the company, and I have no time to take care of you. When I want to control you, it's already too late. You are lazy, disobedient, incompetent, and you think I am biased everywhere. I thought that this life is ruined, as long as you are happy. But... I am incompetent, and even my son has to rely on others to pay for treatment and rely on others to support him."

Zhou Sheng roughly knew the whole story.

"Chu Qinbai needs Zhou's support, and Zhou needs capital to enter. This is a very common equivalent exchange in the business world. At least you are not selling your son for the company."

It can even be said that Zhou Qicong put forward additional conditions.

He realized that Zhou Sheng's character was irreversible, and saw the limits and end of the company and himself.

As an additional item, Zhou Sheng was forced to Chu Qinbai, and suddenly understood his badness.

He could sell his marriage, but it didn't mean he was willing to be a waste disposal.

Paying medical expenses, paying money, and having the name of marriage, people probably think they have done their best.

And this father is not a qualified father.

But he is not guilty of a heinous crime.

Zhou Sheng stood on the cobblestone road in the square, looked up at the sky, and suddenly said: "I will go to work in the company next week."

This was not in his plan, but now, he thought he might give it a try.

Zhou Sheng went out freely for the first time. He

wandered outside with Xu Chao for a whole day.

He tried to play video games, ate hot pancakes on the street, and finally went to Times Square to watch the fountain and juggling performances.

He was very tired, but for the first time he felt that the original restraints of this body had really dissipated.

It was nine o'clock in the evening when they returned to Donghu.

Zhou Sheng knew that Mrs. Zhang was used to going to bed early.

In the whole villa, only a few small lights next to the swimming pool were still on.

Zhou Sheng brushed open the door and walked in.

When he raised his hand to turn on the light switch at the door, he disturbed the person who was lying on the sofa.

Chu Qinbai put down his arms, revealing a pair of eyes that were red from alcohol.

His hair was messy, and his eyebrows were full of fatigue and displeasure at being disturbed.

He frowned between his eyebrows, stared at Zhou Sheng for a few seconds, and said in a hoarse voice: "What are you looking at? Do you pity me? If you don't want to come in, get out."

This man. It's okay

to be mean at ordinary times.

He is also quite unreasonable when he is drunk.

Zhou Sheng walked over and pressed the balloon wrapped around his hand into Chu Qinbai's arms.

He seemed stunned and looked at him as if he was a fool.

Zhou Sheng: "A little girl selling balloons on the road gave it to me. Since you want people to pity you, I have to do it reluctantly. Take it, no need to say thank you."

Chu Qinbai: "Do you know what you are saying?"

"You are the drunk one." Zhou Sheng turned and went upstairs.

After stepping on the stairs, he turned back and reminded: "I like this rabbit-shaped one very much. If you don't want it, keep it well and don't let me break it."

Chapter 6

Zhou Sheng had a dreamless night, and when he woke up the next day, he had almost forgotten the incident when he entered the room last night.

As a result, as soon as he opened the door, an oval column half a person's height, emitting a light blue light, slid in front of him. A lively baritone full of metallic texture came out, "Mr. Zhou, good morning."

Zhou Sheng was shocked.

On the tablet-sized screen on the machine, there jumped an adult model of a man wearing a top hat, taking off his hat and bowing.

Zhou Sheng had never come into contact with this kind of product. At first, he thought it was like a phone call, with a real person on the other end.

He frowned and tried to speak: "Hello, who are you?"

"Mr. Zhou, I am the personal butler of the master Chu Qinbai, you can call me Charlie. When my father, Dr. Snow, created me, he set the user's partner as an important member who can share functions. When you are detected as the legal spouse of the master, the service function will be automatically opened to you."

Zhou Sheng realized that there was no one.

And he always felt that this Charlie was very similar to the old-time drama actor, with an upturned tone, full of comedy effects.

Zhou Sheng said to it indifferently: "Charlie, I think your master must not know about this function of partner sharing, otherwise he would be so angry that he jumps up."

"No, no, no, Mr. Zhou." Charlie said: "My master is a mature man with talent and ability. He would never do such a undignified thing as jumping up and down in anger. Of course, I admit that he is sometimes mean and annoying, but you will definitely like him, right?"

"No."

Zhou Sheng felt that today's technology was really amazing and had reached an unimaginable level.

He asked, "Why haven't I seen you before?"

The person on the screen shrugged helplessly and spread his hands. "He always thinks I talk too much, and usually lets me sleep in his private theater. But you know, his reaction is always slower after drinking. Oh, by the way, he is usually in a bad mood after a hangover. I think he may need a glass of honey water."

Zhou Sheng: "Honey water doesn't make him happy."

Charlie seemed to be stuck for a moment, frustrated: "It seems to be right."

"So he doesn't need honey water."

"Then what does he need?"

"He's hopeless."

Charlie collapsed, "Oh my God, what should I do?"

"Change your master."

When Chu Qinbai walked out of the room with a splitting headache, he saw a man in pajamas standing in the corridor trying to kidnap an AI artificial intelligence.

Not only did he spread rumors about his master. He

also studied it up and down with great interest, poking here and clicking there.

Under various conditions of abduction, Charlie kept making that disgusting crying sound, saying, "I dare not, my master will break my legs."

Zhou Sheng looked at the ground, patted it to comfort it, "No, you have no legs."

Chu Qinbai walked forward and raised his hand to press the screen.

"You will only destroy it to death."

"Ah?" Zhou Sheng turned his head to look at the person who appeared without anyone noticing, and responded reflexively, "Really?"

Chu Qinbai in front of him probably had a hangover, his face was not very good, and after a night, a layer of blue stubble appeared on his chin. The wrinkles of his eyelids deepened, and there was no trace of the big star in a suit on TV.

He was just a rough and decadent man, but he was a little handsome.

"Does he look good?" Chu Qinbai asked.

Zhou Sheng heard from his tone that he was unhappy about being stared at, and shook his head: "Ugly."

Chu Qinbai seemed to be angry with him.

"Charlie!"

"Master." "

Go back to sleep."

"Okay, I'm leaving, goodbye Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Sheng thought it was a little funny, but he was still a little reluctant to let Charlie go.

Turning around, he met Chu Qinbai's frowning and scrutinizing eyes.

Zhou Sheng asked him first: "Where is my balloon?"

"Throw it away." He said.

Zhou Sheng said calmly: "Not surprising, the way you hold the balloon and your eyes are red is exactly the same as that rabbit. I guess you won't be willing to give it back to me."

"Zhou Sheng." Chu Qinbai said with a warning: "Are you moving in to test my patience?"

Zhou Sheng tilted his head: "Are you angry? This is just a little joke for you to stop me and Charlie from continuing to communicate. I think comparing people to some small animals will at least make him look more likable."

Chu Qinbai's tone was cold: "Are you calling me a beast?"

Zhou Sheng looked surprised, and after two seconds, he was sure: "Then this is definitely a huge misunderstanding."

The topic went too far, and Zhou Sheng chose to end this disaster in time.

Standing at the stairs, showing the most basic courtesy and upbringing, he stepped aside to make way and said: "Mr. Chu, please go first."

Chu Qinbai glanced at him and walked past him downstairs.

Likes to talk to a bunch of programs, and likes rabbits.

Chu Qinbai reasonably suspected that this man was not amnesia, but degenerated.

The two sat at the same dining table for the first time.

Both of them could ignore the existence of others and do their own things.

Chu Qinbai used a tablet, and Zhou Sheng was used to reading newspapers and periodicals.

They had nothing to say to each other.

When Mrs. Zhang came out, Zhou Sheng thought of something and said, "Mrs. Zhang, you don't have to prepare my lunch starting next week." "

Not preparing lunch?" Mrs. Zhang was stunned, "Not at home?"

"Yes, I'm going to start working."

Not only Mrs. Zhang, but Chu Qinbai opposite also looked up at him.

Mrs. Zhang frowned: "Where can you go to work like this? Didn't the doctor tell you to rest well and not to overwork for at least half a year."

"It's okay." Zhou Sheng smiled: "I'll just pay attention to it."

Mrs. Zhang still looked disagreeable.

Seeing that Zhou Sheng was not obedient, he looked at Chu Qinbai, "Qinbai, please persuade him."

Chu Qinbai spoke, but it was not to dissuade him, but just to doubt, "Which place would want you?" Zhou

Sheng told the truth: "Zhou Group."

Chu Qinbai pulled the corner of his mouth: "Yes, it's okay to go and do odd jobs for your stupid brother."

Zhou Sheng was already used to it.

He just asked: "Do you know Zhou Song?"

"I've met him once." Chu Qinbai looked down at the tablet and said: "After all, if Zhou Qicong had a son with some real ability, he would not be so anxious to agree to my proposal for capital injection and cooperation, and he would not have to give his eldest son to me."

In this matter, Zhou Sheng knew that this was an unsolvable problem.

He gained the right to a new life, and at the same time endured all the good and bad things brought by this identity, as well as the arrangements and evaluations of others.

As for how to go in the future, this is his own business.

Zhou Sheng learned about the Zhou family's company on the Internet.

Although the company was founded not long ago, it has undergone several transformations in the middle. The most glorious time was about a decade ago, when it hit the wave of the rise of the Internet at that time and reached its peak by producing electronic components.

But the speed of decline is also very alarming.

Zhou Sheng has studied the company structure and can see that the leader is ambitious, but obviously cannot keep up with the development of the times.

He retained the original company system and system. This decision cannot be said to be wrong, but it can only be said to be too conservative. The Internet era is changing with each passing day. Intelligent research and development, new energy production, and high-end equipment manufacturing are all rolling forward. Once the opportunity for thorough reform is missed, decline is only a matter of sooner or later. Being

able to persist for ten years, Zhou Qicong, the father, must be true to say that he has put all his energy into the company. And Zhou Sheng's idea is very simple. It is not about replacing the original owner to inherit his father's business, nor is it to fight for the part that originally belonged to him. It's just that such an opportunity happened to appear in front of him, and what he values ​​is the foundation of Zhou's decades behind him, the conservative part that this company wants to give up but cannot give up now. Even if it is old, rusty, and can't turn.

Those existences that continue in the bloodline of an enterprise are like a steel skeleton standing there. The frame is mottled, but solid enough. He wants to try to save it. Chu Qinbai thought he was going to do odd jobs for Zhou Song, and Zhou Sheng did not argue.

What he wants to do is completely different from Chu Qinbai. He is at the most cutting-edge and shining position in society, surrounded by sensual pleasures and spotlights. Defamation and glory coexist, and every move is watched by thousands of people. But he is different. Zhou Sheng of the old era is suitable to stand under the sky after the rain. Whether it is a rising sun or a dusk, only the wind knows. When the doorbell rang, Mrs. Zhang went to open the door. Chen Dengdeng, with a ponytail, poked her head in from the door, smiled and whispered to Mrs. Zhang: "Is Brother Chu awake?" "Awake, having breakfast."

Chen Dengdeng boldly went in to change shoes. As a result, when he walked to the restaurant, he found that there was another person. After witnessing Brother Chu's attitude towards Zhou Sheng last time, she had no idea whether she should say hello or not, and she didn't know whether the two of them sitting at the same table to eat was the calm before the storm. Zhou Sheng turned around and saw her standing there awkwardly. He smiled and asked, "Good morning, have you eaten?" "I have." Chen Dengdeng replied in a low voice. After she replied, she looked at Chu Qinbai and found that her brother Chu didn't even look at her from beginning to end. Chen Dengdeng boldly sat down on the stool next to the long table. After sitting for less than two seconds, she almost screamed. She looked at Qinbai in shock and said, "Brother Chu, why are there red bloodshot in your eyes?! Your gg shooting today will take another half a day! Didn't you sleep?" "So noisy." Chu Qinbai didn't even raise his head, "Shut up." Chen Dengdeng was choked. Zhou Sheng, who was sitting opposite, reminded with a smile, "Your brother Chu drank a lot last night and was in a very bad mood." Chu Qinbai stared at him, and Chen Dengdeng exclaimed.

She lowered her head and quickly searched for eye drops in her bag, muttering, "Why are you drinking again? You have stomach problems, and every time you drink, you not only get a headache easily, but your complexion is also very bad, and you don't take care of your skin. If you can't be on camera, the brand will have an excuse to say that we are delaying time." Chu Qinbai seemed to be annoyed by the nagging voice, and raised his head and said unhappily, "I have a headache now, be quiet, don't talk." Chen Dengdeng continued in a low voice, "But Brother Chu, you are very famous, and you don't need to socialize, where do you drink like this? I know you drink, Sister Fan will ask." "Chen Dengdeng." Chu Qinbai called the assistant by his full name. He successfully frightened the little assistant into silence, and did not forget to threaten: "Tell Fan Xuan and I will deduct your salary. She talks more than you."

Chen Dengdeng seemed so weak and vulnerable in front of her boss. Unable to ask the reason, she turned to Zhou Sheng, frowned pitifully, puffed up her cheeks at him, and let out a breath. Zhou Sheng was amused by the little girl. When he smiled, Chen Dengdeng felt that his boss was blind. Mr. Zhou has a great temperament and is handsome. His boss will have to find someone who will satisfy him. Half an hour later, Chen Dengdeng was standing at the entrance holding his coat, waiting for Chu Qinbai. The driver Xiaolin was already waiting outside. Chen Dengdeng looked at the time and saw that there was still time, so he turned his attention to Zhou Sheng who was sitting on the sofa not far away. Then he exclaimed in a low voice:

"Mr. Zhou has to take so many medicines." Chu Qinbai straightened his collar and looked over there. Zhou Sheng didn't have to go out today, so he wore a cotton home clothes. A book as thick as a brick was spread out on the coffee table. He held a handful of colorful medicines in one hand and a water cup in the other. He looked at it for a while, then took a few pills when he remembered, looked at it for a while, and took a few pills. Some of the medicines were probably bitter, so he frowned not too obviously, and his eyes never moved away from the book from beginning to end. Chu Qinbai withdrew his gaze expressionlessly. "Let's go." He said.

Chapter 7

On Zhou Sheng's first day at work, he bought himself a decent set of clothes.

Shirt, tie, vest, cuffs, suit and leather shoes.

This was not a small expense, consuming one-third of the total cash that could be withdrawn from his mobile phone.

With his current financial strength, the expense was not small, but Zhou Sheng felt it was necessary.

His father had instilled in him the idea that it was important for people to be decent at all times. Being decent is not for the respect and opinions of others, but to remind yourself that you are still a person.

When the invader points a gun at you and treats you as a lamb to be slaughtered, are you not a human being?

You are wearing a coarse and old cloth shirt and eating pickled vegetables and steamed buns, are you not a human being?

You are all, and if you are a human being, you have to live. In any environment, making yourself look more decent within a reasonable range is your backbone and blood, and it is the dignity you give yourself to live.

Zhou Sheng looked at the face in the mirror, which now has eight points of the shadow of the past.

He thought of the leisurely time when he was a child, riding a horse across the street and listening to music for fun. I also thought of the years that followed, when a brown suitcase, a pair of glasses, and a black hat were all I had.

It always felt like it was just yesterday.

Zhou Sheng finally put on the cuffs slowly, lowering his head and not knowing who he was talking to.

"From today on, the road ahead is thousands of miles, and I will not let down this spring day, and I will never go back to yesterday."

When Zhou Sheng came down from downstairs.

Mrs. Zhang looked at him and nodded repeatedly, "Looks good, really good-looking."

"Really?" Zhou Sheng smiled and agreed, "Mr. Chu already has a one-in-a-million look, and Mrs. Zhang sees me often, and still thinks I look good in this?"

Mrs. Zhang said angrily, "What are you talking about. I'm just a mouth-dick, but I know you're not the right people to compare."

Zhou Sheng didn't continue to delve into the issue.

He went out quickly.

Xu Chao volunteered to pick him up.

This kind of community with very tight security does not allow strangers to enter, so he can only wait outside.

He drove an ordinary second-hand gray no-name car with a large space, which cost only 30,000 yuan.

The car was very clean.

Xu Chao waited for him to sit in the passenger seat, started the car and said with a smile: "Brother Sheng, did you see the look in the eyes of the two security guards in the security booth just now? Their jaws almost dropped. They probably couldn't believe that someone who could live in this place would ride in such a car."

"I didn't notice, but all cars are just means of transportation." Zhou Sheng said: "And I have to thank you, otherwise I would have to take a taxi."

Xu Chao groaned, "Brother Sheng, please don't be polite with me. I bought this car just to take my mother to the hospital. It's good that you don't mind. I will be your driver every day in the future."

Zhou Sheng smiled, "I didn't ask you to come here to be my driver."

Xu Chao was a college student, and he studied economics. If it weren't for his mother's illness in the past few years, he wouldn't have been delayed like this.

Zhou Sheng changed the subject and asked: "Is Aunt in good health?"

"Almost." Xu Chao looked at the front of the car and said: "Now I just need to go for a checkup on time every month."

Xu Chao really felt that it was too shabby to let Zhou Sheng sit in his car, which made him very embarrassed. But now Zhou Sheng is very easygoing, totally different from before. He boldly asked a question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time: "Brother Sheng, are you really married?"

"You know?" Zhou Sheng was slightly surprised.

Xu Chao was even more surprised when he heard it. After two seconds of calming down, he said: "Actually, in the two months before you disappeared, you kept saying in front of Xu Ling that you were married to the big movie star. They all thought you were bragging and no one believed it. But yesterday, someone suddenly called me and asked if I knew how to contact you."

Xu Chao said hurriedly: "But don't worry, Brother Sheng, I didn't say anything. I just saw that the community you live in is indeed the place where the Chu lived as said on the Internet, so I asked out of curiosity."

Zhou Sheng thought of the messages that popped up on his mobile phone two days ago.

There were indeed two people who kept asking him about his marriage, and they revealed that they all knew about it from their family.

Zhou Sheng knew that even if he had promised Sister Fan before, he might not really keep his mouth shut.

Moreover, the matter between him and Chu Qinbai was more or less related to business. Zhou Sheng's previous social circle was not high-end, but some of them had good family conditions. Chu Qinbai spent so much money on the hospital, it was normal for some rumors to spread outside.

Then thinking of what Zhou Sheng had said,

people would naturally come to him to ask.

But Zhou Sheng ignored the news.

At this moment, he just said to Xu Chao: "The marriage is true, but the situation is a bit complicated. He has a special status, so you just need to be careful not to let it slip."

Xu Chao nodded quickly.

He was actually a little worried, but he also knew that he shouldn't ask.

Brother Sheng might really like the other person's privacy because he protects her so much,

but there are so many temptations around a person with the surname Chu. Moreover, the Internet has been flooded with rumors about Chu Qinbai and another male star these days. Although the studio issued a statement and said that it was a dinner party for the crew, there were more than two of them that night.

But who knows whether it is true or not.

Zhou Sheng didn't know what Xu Chao was thinking. Starting from Donghu Lake, it took about 40 minutes to drive to the office building of Zhou Group. And surprisingly, this place was only two streets away from the building of Chu Qinbai's studio.

As soon as Zhou Sheng got out of the car, he saw the giant GG sign on the top of the building he had seen last time.

Xu Chao didn't know, he just looked at the revolving glass door at the entrance.

Then he said, "How about I accompany you up, Brother Sheng?"

Zhou Sheng turned around and laughed, "What do you think I'm here for, to fight?"

"But I always feel that your brother is not a good person." Xu Chao said, "And I inquired, he is now the director of Zhou's project department, and the company is saying that he will be promoted to the general manager next month. If you come to him like this, it would be strange if he doesn't suppress you."

Zhou Sheng shook his head: "I won't look for him."

He didn't say anything extra, just said to Xu Chao: "Just stay with your mother these days, and come to help me when the time is right."

Xu Chao originally thought that Brother Sheng had just said it casually.

After all, he didn't even finish his last year of college, and he didn't have any work experience.

Now he was excited and then nervous when he heard this.

He has an inexplicable admiration for Zhou Sheng now. He thinks that what he says will definitely come true, but what is his basis? What ability does he have to help him?

He hesitated: "Brother Sheng, but I..."

"I know what you are worried about." Zhou Sheng looked at Xu Chao's face, which was slightly darkened by the sun, and said, "Never underestimate yourself. If you still don't believe in yourself, just believe in your brother Sheng's ability to judge people." Xu

Chao almost burst into tears.

When his mother was sick and had no money, he tried to find a job.

But he didn't have a college diploma and no experience, so no formal company was willing to hire him. In the past few years, he has worked as a takeaway man, a car mechanic, and carried cement bags and large sandbags.

When he met the group of rich second-generations by chance, he knew that he was just a joke.

He didn't care, and Zhou Sheng really gave him money.

He remembered this favor.

But he never thought that when he saw Zhou Sheng again, he would hear a sentence like, "If you don't believe in yourself enough now, just trust me."

He thought, how could there be such a person in the world.

He obviously looked so unattainable, but he would bend down and bow his head to someone like him.

He grew up with a single parent, and he had seen the most straightforward evil in the world and suffered countless hardships in this world.

He thought that even if Brother Sheng's words were false.

He was still grateful from the bottom of his heart that he had affirmed himself.

Xu Chao turned around in a hurry, not wanting Zhou Sheng to see his loss of composure.

He started the car and said quickly: "Brother Sheng, then you should get up quickly. Remember to call me if you have anything."

Then he ran away.

He thought that he must go back and work hard, and work harder.

At least he couldn't let Brother Sheng embarrass him when he really needed him.

Zhou Sheng walked into the building and learned more about it. Even though Zhou Group, as an old company, is not doing as well as before, compared with some other small companies like media and design, the office alone occupies 17 floors. It's

just some small signs, such as the laziness of the front desk, the dead tree at the door, and the yawning of employees.

These can sense the decline of a company.

The girl in charge of reception at the front desk was stunned when she saw Zhou Sheng, and stood up quickly, but when she heard that he wanted to see the general manager Zhou Qinong, she still said conscientiously: "Sir, do you have an appointment? You can't see Mr. Zhou without an appointment."

"Yes." Zhou Sheng said: "My name is Zhou Sheng, and I've made an appointment at nine in the morning."

The girl at the front desk was stunned when she heard the name.

She went back and forth three times, on the computer and on Zhou Sheng's face, to make sure she didn't hear it wrong.

Mr. Zhou has two sons. Both

are very famous.

The youngest son Zhou Song is often seen by people in the company. He has been interning in the company for a year after graduation. He is a nice person, humorous, although everyone knows that he had slept with Linda from the gg department half a year ago, and he also has a regular girlfriend.

The eldest son is even more famous.

He is a second-generation playboy who stirs up trouble.

Nine times out of ten, he comes to the company to ask for money.

The landline in Mr. Zhou's office is basically changed every month and is always smashed.

People in the company may not be familiar with Zhou Sheng's appearance, but they have some impression of him. The one with dyed hair, wearing jeans with chains or holes, sits on the sofa in the lobby as soon as he arrives, crosses his legs and says, "Tell Zhou Qicong that if the money doesn't arrive tomorrow, I will let his youngest son come to work with a limp tomorrow."

Needless to say, this is Zhou Sheng.

It's been almost a year since I last saw him.

Why did he meet a different person?

The receptionist was about to ask if they had the same name, but a group of people happened to come in through the revolving door.

Mr. Zhou hurried in with a few old shareholders. Zhou

Qicong's temples are a little gray, he is not fat, and you can vaguely see his good looks when he was young on his face. But he has deep wrinkles between his eyebrows, and he doesn't look so approachable.

The girl at the front desk looked at Zhou Sheng who was also looking at the door.

After hesitating for two seconds, he bravely called out, "Mr. Zhou,"

interrupting the conversation between Zhou Qicong and the shareholder.

Zhou Qicong glanced over here, his face showing a serious look of being interrupted, but when he saw the person next to him, he paused.

Zhou Sheng nodded and said politely, "Dad."

Chapter 8

"Old Zhou, who is this?" a shareholder asked.

Zhou Qicong also looked at the person standing next to the front desk with doubt. He knew his eldest son's character better than anyone else. Looking at the young man at this moment, he was a little afraid to recognize him for a moment.

Besides, when had Zhou Sheng ever called him dad honestly?

It was the same on the phone two days ago. He

suddenly said he wanted to come to work. He only knew

a few things he learned in school, and he knew nothing about running a company.

He relented at that time just to prevent him from really selling the house. He was also sure that he was just acting on a whim, seeing that his younger brother Zhou Song had joined the company, he was so angry that he had to follow him to compete for the limelight. Didn't

he ask him to come to the company to study after graduating from university.

But when did he ever listen?

But seeing him again now, Zhou Qicong suddenly wasn't so sure.

He looked at his eldest son in front of him and replied to the shareholder next to him: "Zhou Sheng, I asked him to come."

"Is this Zhou Sheng?!" The shareholders next to him showed incredible expressions, looked at the person again, and said one by one: "Yes, it's Zhou Sheng's appearance. It's been a long time since I last saw this child. He has changed a lot. We are really old. We didn't recognize him for a while because of our old eyes."

These old shareholders have been following Zhou Qicong for many years.

At that time, he took out the identity of an elder and said: "Zhou Sheng, it's a good thing that you are willing to come to the company to work, and share the burden for your father."

"Yes, your father is not easy, he can't be as messed up as before."

Zhou Sheng had a decent smile on his face, did not refute, but did not respond.

As the decision maker of the company, Zhou Qicong has his own ideals and responsibilities.

But Zhou Sheng is responsible for this body. From the perspective of a son, he does not think that it is a person's responsibility for the father and son to reach the point of incompatibility. Zhou Sheng is willing to call him dad because of the inseparable blood relationship of this body and the upbringing in his bones.

Half an hour later, in Zhou Qicong's office.

The man in his fifties sat behind the desk and asked stiffly, "How are you?"

"Not bad." Zhou Sheng didn't want to say more.

Zhou Qicong frowned and looked at him twice. If Zhou Sheng still had the same attitude as before, he could have lectured him like he did in the last call, explaining the company's situation and the pros and cons of his marriage one by one, but now he found that he couldn't say these words.

It is difficult to admit a father's weakness, escape, and mistakes.

Especially when he met the pair of calm eyes now, he felt like he was slapped hard in the face.

In the end, he didn't bring up the topic again, but took out a document from the drawer.

"This is the employment contract that was prepared for you when you graduated. It's the same as your brother's. Since you are willing to come to work, then do a good job."

Zhou Sheng walked over, picked up the contract and flipped through it.

Soon he put it back.

"Why? Do you think the position is too low?" Zhou Qicong looked up and said.

Zhou Sheng's finger was still on the contract. He looked at Zhou Qinong and said, "I remember that the company had a western strategic plan two years ago, but it died later, right? I want to restart this plan."

Zhou Qinong's eyebrows suddenly became sharp.

He said, "Zhou Sheng, you can't start a company by being impulsive, understand?"

Zhou Sheng dragged a stool and sat down.

He took out another document from his bag and handed it over, saying, "The company is currently at the end of its weakness. You should know that if it continues like this, there will be only two results, bankruptcy and dissolution. Two years ago, you tried to save and change it, but the transformation failed again and the plan was shelved. Chu Qinbai's capital injection did give the company a brief hope, but you know better that he did not do it to make a profit from Zhou's. This company is just the last boost in his game with Shengyu Group. He won beautifully and can withdraw at any time now, but the fate of the company cannot be rewritten."

When Zhou Qinong opened the document, he went from being casual at the beginning to becoming more and more serious.

Especially after hearing Zhou Sheng's words, he looked up from the document, looked at him with a complicated look and said, "Did Chu Qinbai tell you all this?"

Zhou Sheng did not intend to hide or lie

about this matter. "These are all simple conclusions I made based on the company's development over the years. What you have in your hand is just a preliminary analysis. For details, more detailed data comparison is needed."

Zhou Qinong's eyes became more complicated.

He continued to flip through the pages.

The more he flipped, the more frightened he became.

The analysis was very detailed, and the professionalism was no worse than that of the company's data analysts.

From industry comparison, company prospects, market positioning and pros and cons, the company's current predicament was pointed out one by one, even directly pointing to the key points.

Zhou Qinong did not think his son had this ability.

He even doubted whether he had asked a professional to do this analysis report.

Zhou Sheng also knew that this would easily arouse suspicion.

But he couldn't keep it secret.

He was always familiar with business matters. He was influenced by it when he was a child. When he was twenty years old, he was the only one supporting the Zhou family's industry.

He later had many identities.

So much so that even he himself felt that Zhou Sheng, the young master of the Zhou family, was long gone, but he would not forget what he had learned.

Just like the times are different, the company's operating model, philosophy, and products are all changing.

But no matter how things change, they remain essentially the same. When he decides to get started, the things engraved in his mind will emerge one by one.

Zhou Qinong saw that he was not going to explain.

He did not force it, he just closed the file and said: "You can do it if you want, but you know that the essence of shelving this plan is that the company's current funds and strength cannot support the operation of this plan. In short, the company will be able to give you very little help."

Originally, he wanted him to retreat in the face of difficulties.

As a result, Zhou Sheng just nodded, "It's okay, as long as you agree."

After finishing the business, Zhou Qinong suddenly asked: "I heard that you moved to Chu Qinbai's place?"

Zhou Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise, where do I have a place to live?"

Zhou Qinong was immediately embarrassed.

It was only when he received Zhou Song's call that day that he remembered that Shu Meili had been nagging him every day, saying that her youngest son had been sensible since he was young and didn't spend money like his eldest brother. Now that he had a long commute to work, she let him stay in his brother's house temporarily.

When his brother woke up, he would vacate the house.

At that time, Zhou Sheng was already married, and such a big thing happened. The sudden pain of losing his son made him feel unprecedented guilt. Part of this guilt was also given to his youngest son. After all, he had never taken care of his two sons since they were young.

For a while, he couldn't stand the woman's nagging, so he gave in.

Now thinking back, this matter was too ill-considered.

Zhou Qicong paused for two seconds, as if deliberately explaining to him, "Your brother has moved out of the house. Whether it is idle or you live in it yourself, it's up to you as long as you don't sell it."

Zhou Sheng didn't express his opinion.

The reason why Zhou Song had to move out was to sell it at first, and another reason was that the original owner felt unfair.

Now that Zhou Song has moved out, he has also joined the company. In fact, even if the house is not sold, he has no plan to live there after moving out of Donghu.

But there is no need to tell Zhou Qicong about this.

When Zhou Sheng was about to leave Zhou Qicong's office, Zhou Song happened to come in.

Zhou Song obviously came here on purpose to meet him by chance, and he had to pretend to be very surprised, looking at him and saying, "Brother, why did you come to the company to see Dad without telling me? I can go downstairs to pick you up."

This Zhou Song looks smart, but his words and deeds are really not up to the standard.

No matter how good Zhou Sheng's temper is, seeing this attitude, he also said, "This is not my first time to come to the company. I know the way, so I won't bother you to pick me up."

Zhou Sheng probably came to ask for money many times in the past, but he never saw Zhou Song regard himself as a person of authority and insisted on going downstairs to pick him up.

He had this reaction, it was nothing more than hearing the news that he was also going to work in the company.

Zhou Song was choked, and the smile on his mouth froze.

Zhou Qicong had just adapted to his eldest son's transformation a second ago, but now he saw his two sons standing together and was shocked by the huge difference.

Zhou Sheng used to be so ugly, from his clothes to his body shape.

Although his younger son had a chaotic private life, he knew how to restrain himself and always behaved in front of him.

But now, in comparison, his back was not straight enough and his shoulders were not broad enough. Compared with the pale complexion of Zhou Sheng's poor health, the younger son's eyes were swollen and his steps were weak. It was obvious that he had been fooling around with some woman last night.

Zhou Qicong immediately frowned and said to Zhou Song: "Your brother will officially take over the strategic plan that the company formulated two years ago from tomorrow. You should also cut off your messy relationships. There are rumors all day long in the company. What a mess!"

Zhou Song was originally very dissatisfied, but he was relieved when he heard his father's arrangement for Zhou Sheng.

After all, that strategic plan was not feasible at all.

Letting Zhou Sheng do it was almost like exile.

He was in a much better mood now, and nodded obediently and said, "Got it."

After saying that, he turned around and said to Zhou Sheng, "Brother, we will work in the same company from now on, please take care of me. Also, you must remember to go home for dinner more often, your parents are thinking about you."

Zhou Qicong added, "Go back for a meal when you have time, and bring... bring Qin Bai with you."

"I'm afraid Brother Chu doesn't have time?"

Zhou Song immediately looked at Zhou Sheng and said, "Brother, since you are married, you still have to live a good life. Although your family and the company always have a place for you, your status is different after all. Brother Chu is so busy at work, even if there are some unpleasant things said outside, don't take it to heart. If you continue to do the same as before, you will only push people further away."

Zhou Qicong frowned, "What unpleasant things?"

"Dad, don't you know yet?" Zhou Song was surprised and said, "People say that Brother Chu is dating a movie star named Ren Qixuan. I think this is probably true, but don't get angry. After all, my brother can still come to work, which proves that there is no big problem. We can't rush to offend him."

Zhou Qinong looked at Zhou Sheng with an inquiring look.

Zhou Sheng just found it funny.

A father who is blind and has very limited concern for his son, and has no position even if he wants to manage him.

A half-brother who directed and acted in his own play and just lacked singing "I know you are having a hard time" in front of him.

Zhou Sheng had no choice but to say, "Don't worry about it. He is really busy and there is no need for him to go home for dinner."

Zhou Song was obviously unwilling to give up the opportunity to suppress him easily.

He said with a worried look: "It won't work if we keep doing this. Why don't you call Brother Chu and ask him? After all, when a family sits together, there's nothing that can't be discussed."

Zhou Sheng said calmly: "I don't have his phone number."

Zhou Song: "It's okay, Dad has it."

Zhou Qinong knew better than anyone what was going on in this marriage, but he was being tricked by his youngest son who had no sense of propriety. It was not right to beat him, nor was it right not to beat him.

He couldn't really accuse someone of having a scandal with someone else outside.

But it didn't seem right to do anything.

Zhou Sheng was like an outsider, watching Zhou Qinong dial Chu Qinbai's number under the eager eyes of his youngest son. It

took a long time for the call to be connected.

"Boss Zhou?" Zhou Sheng heard that it was Sister Fan who answered the phone. "Looking for Qin Bai? He's here to discuss something. Hey, he's been busy lately... Last time, GG had another job right after the filming, and he hasn't been home for a few days... Do you want to go to my house for dinner? Of course, I can't refuse Boss Zhou's invitation. I will definitely visit him when I'm free."

She was very polite and didn't even refuse directly.

But you just know you're being perfunctory.

Zhou Qicong hung up the phone and was silent.

Zhou Song almost laughed out loud.

Zhou Sheng was just watching a show, but at this moment he met the look of an old father who was hesitant to speak.

He decided to remind him: "He and I have no feelings for each other, and you should know why he agreed to marry me. There's really no need to do this."

Zhou Song next to him wanted to speak.

Zhou Sheng looked over. Zhou Song was inexplicably frightened and shut up.

Zhou Sheng: "That's the end of this matter."

He turned and went out.

Zhou Song stood there in doubt.

He felt Zhou Sheng was very different the last time he saw him, but he really felt impatient just now. The pressure he showed made people feel more stressed without a cold face.

"Dad." Zhou Song really wanted to say that this Zhou Sheng was too weird.

He was no longer the shadow

of the past. Unfortunately, Zhou Qinong didn't notice the movement just now. When he came back to his senses and saw Zhou Song was still here, he said unhappily: "Why don't you go out to work? You are two hours late for work. Do you have the nerve to do that?"

Zhou Song was furious. He went

out and saw Zhou Sheng standing at the elevator entrance.

He walked over, stood side by side, and said: "Indeed, this can't catch a man's heart. You have to catch one of feelings and money. The half that the company should give you, I will definitely not treat you badly in the future."

Zhou Sheng was not very annoyed.

He turned sideways, "Do you know what it means to put straw in a sack?"

"What does it mean?" Zhou Song asked reflexively. Zhou

Sheng shook his head: "It's okay, your brother Chu's evaluation of you."

But he is different from Chu Qinbai.

No matter how rude he is, he never calls people a idiot in front of them.

Chapter 9

On the rooftop, there were busy staff everywhere.

Fan Xuan hung up the phone and handed it over. Looking at the man wearing large-framed sunglasses leaning against the concrete outer railing, she asked, "Is it really okay to just send him away like this? You've spent a lot of money on Zhou's, and you really don't give me face?"

Chu Qinbai took the phone and put it casually beside him.

He picked up a bottle of drink next to him and gave it to Fan Xuan, then said, "No need. Zhou's is going to fail, and we knew it more than a year ago. Chu Xuming has now successfully taken over Shengyu. If there is still someone in the Zhou family with a clear mind, there may be a glimmer of hope. It's a pity that the people in the Zhou family don't have good eyesight."

Fan Xuan laughed, "Are you saying that it's useless for them to curry favor with you? You can see it so clearly. If I were to ask you, would you really not consider going back to inherit the family business?" Chu

Qinbai couldn't see his expression clearly because of his sunglasses. He

just said in a light tone, "I don't need that little money."

Fan Xuan shrugged.

They have known each other for many years. Although she didn't know the specific reason, she chose to respect it.

The privacy of the wealthy family also involves Chu Qinbai's mother Qin Ruo. Generally, those who know him a little bit will not touch his sensitive scales on this matter.

Fan Xuan followed him and leaned next to him, changing the subject and asked: "How do you feel about Zhou Sheng living in Donghu these days?"

"What do you mean?" Chu Qinbai drank a sip of water, his tone was flat, and he thought of something and said: "If nothing unexpected happens, he should be working at Zhou's now."

Sister Fan stared, surprised: "Work? Then did he ask his father to call just now?"

"Not sure."

Fan Xuan nodded immediately and agreed, "Then it's better not to go."

Zhou Sheng has lived in for so long without any movement, Fan Xuan knew that Chu Qinbai would not really drive him away.

She sent him to Donghu just to avoid complications.

Keren is now back to work at Zhou's.

If he really asked Zhou Qinong to call, it might be a relapse of his old ways.

Thinking of this, Fan Xuan frowned.

Chu Qinbai knew what Fan Xuan was thinking, although he thought it was unlikely.

These days, except for the first night Zhou Sheng moved in, and the night he drank and the driver Xiao Lin sent him back to Donghu because he didn't know, he never went back.

Mentioning this person again, thinking back.

The memory of a year ago is even more vague, leaving behind a contradictory mixture of a person who is sometimes very quiet, sometimes not so smart, and sometimes deliberately irritates him when talking. He can hide his curiosity about various aspects very well, but it's a pity that Chu Qinbai is an actor with extraordinary perception.

But that's all.

He is not interested in whether he really has amnesia or fake amnesia.

At this time, a group of people came from the opposite side.

Ren Qixuan is a very delicate type, 1.79 meters tall, peach blossom eyes, strong boyish feeling, black hair softly draped on the forehead, which is in line with the current popular aesthetics, so his popularity has always been good. He was just signed to Shengkai by Lu Ming at a high price last week. Chu Qinbai is now half of his boss. This matter has not been made public and only a few people know about it.

Lu Ming is determined to cultivate people into cash cows.

Ren Qixuan had already bowed to apologize before he even approached, and said, "Brother Chu, I'm so sorry. Because of my personal reasons, you had to reshoot these two days." A

sensible staff member had already handed over seven or eight bags. Ren Qixuan continued, "This is the lunch I'm treating all the crew to. Brother Chu, I know you have a strict diet, so I specially asked someone to prepare your portion separately. You can try it and see if you like it." Chu

Qinbai didn't say anything, but just said, "I'm just doing it according to the contract."

This was the global endorsement of the watch brand that the studio took over when it was affiliated with Shengkai for resource exchange that year.

Now that Shengkai has signed Ren Qixuan, and they have just finished working together on a movie, Lu Ming shamelessly insisted on making a joint promotion model. All parties hit it off, and Chu Qinbai was forced to do it.

That is, now that he has invested in more projects of his own, he doesn't bother to care about many things. In addition, they have worked together before, and Ren Qixuan's acting skills are pretty good, so he turned a blind eye to Lu Ming's behavior of using him to promote people.

Ren Qixuan saw his cold attitude and looked a little embarrassed.

He stood in front of Chu Qinbai with his hands clasped, paused for two seconds, and spoke carefully, "Brother Chu, I was notified about this endorsement until after the fact. I am very grateful to Mr. Lu for his appreciation, but I really didn't think..."

"No need to explain to me." Chu Qinbai said, "Lu Ming informed me in advance." Ren

Qixuan didn't know what to say all of a sudden, and his face turned red with embarrassment.

After he turned and left.

Sister Fan asked the person next to him, "You really didn't see it?"

Chu Qinbai screwed on the bottle cap, "What do you mean?"

Fan Xuan: "This Ren Qixuan likes you, I think his eyes are almost glued to you. I thought he directed and acted in the previous photo shoot, but it turned out not to be. Now it seems that as a junior, he is not complicated, and he is not a bad person. He knows how to behave." At this point, he did not forget to criticize Chu Qinbai: "If someone was half as worry-free as you when you first debuted, I would have to kneel to the Buddha."

Chu Qinbai frowned at the pile of things and did not comment on Fan Xuan's statement.

But he did not want to continue this topic.

He and Fan Xuan have known each other for many years. Without blaming each other, they are more like old friends.

Chu Qinbai changed the subject and said, "What does the Buddha care about you? The next time your husband says you are bald, I will sponsor you a year of hair growth potion for free, plus hair transplant services."

Fan Xuan was so angry.

She scolded him, "My hair is very good, and our Lao Liang is different from a scumbag like you!"

Chu Qinbai leaned against the concrete wall and laughed twice.

Fan Xuan's tone was full of disbelief: "Although I brought you up, I still doubt my own vision countless times."

Although she said so.

But Fan Xuan knew very well that if he was like those people who dared not go west when their agents said east, he would not be Chu Qinbai.

Even though there are countless negative news about him in the media, it does not affect countless people's love for him. In this circle, especially for those newcomers who have just debuted for less than two years, every time they see him, they want to bow 90 degrees, and they come and go, "Brother Chu, I especially like your movie..."

Chu Qinbai has many representative works.

His debut work "Muyang", "Crossing the Mountain" which won him the Best Actor Award, and the controversial "The Lane of Penglai in That Year", etc.

Perhaps because his works are so good, he stands there like a monument, waiting for countless people to catch up,

so that many people forget the person behind this appearance, the person behind the works, his name is Chu Qinbai.

When he was young, his sharp thorns stabbed countless people and made them bleed.

Even now, if you get closer, you will find that he is still sharp and difficult to approach.

Fan Xuan is very busy.

It is impossible to stay here with him all the time.

After seeing that there was nothing to do on the scene, he said: "Then you shoot it by yourself. After shooting this, I will give you a few days off to read the new script. If there is anything, let your assistant notify me. Don't let me know from the media after something happens. I beg you, okay."

Chu Qinbai: "You can worry less and delay aging."

"Get lost."

Fan Xuan picked up her bag from the small table in a hurry.

When checking her cell phone, car keys and other items, she suddenly looked at Chu Qinbai and said worriedly: "That Zhou Sheng... If it's still the same as before, call me and I'll deal with it." She felt

a sense of regret after she finished speaking. What

came to her mind was the man who sat on the sofa in her office that day when it was raining and half of his head was wet, and said, "If the agreement is in my wife's favor, then I have no objection."

In fact, she didn't know what she was regretting.

Maybe she just felt that Zhou Sheng, who was like that, would easily make people soft-hearted.

Otherwise, there was more than one way to avoid unnecessary trouble, but she still sent him to Donghu in the end.

The shooting that day did not go smoothly.

The staff on the scene could see that Ren Qixuan was too restrained.

Many people thought he was affected by the recent scandal.

They kept telling him to relax.

The more this happened, the less ideal the effect was.

When the film came out, the brand was silent.

Because the watch on Ren Qixuan's hand was suitable for both men and women, they thought that the two had worked together, and the effect should be very good. But when they stood together in their refined state, they didn't match.

Chu Qinbai was too dazzling and his aura was too strong.

It wasn't a match, but suppression, which made the other person completely lose his brilliance and have no sense of existence.

In the end, it lasted until dusk.

When Chen Dengdeng got into the car with her luggage, Xiaolin got out to help her put it down and asked, "Why is it so late? Didn't they say it would be over at around three in the afternoon at the latest?" "

Don't mention it." Chen Dengdeng lowered her voice, fearing that Chu Qinbai, who was sitting in the car, would hear it. "Anyway, the effect is not good. That Ren Qixuan almost cried at the end of the filming. Didn't you see how stiff Chu's face was? He hasn't slept well in the past two days. He also had a stomachache in the afternoon. Mainly because he was too tired. He hasn't stopped since the filming of the movie was finished."

Xiaolin closed the trunk and asked, "Where are you going back today? Or to the apartment in the city center?"

"No, Chu is going to take a vacation next. You know he only lives in Donghu during his holidays."

"Okay, got it."

As a result, Chu Qinbai woke up after sleeping in the car for an hour and found himself parked in front of the villa in Donghu.

He pinched his brows: "Why are you back here?"

"No, not back here?" Chen Dengdeng was instantly nervous and explained: "Brother Chu, you don't have any work arranged for the next two weeks, and Sister Fan said that you should have a good vacation. I thought that at least Sister Zhang would prepare three meals a day here, otherwise you can only wait for me to order takeout for you every day."

Chu Qinbai frowned and glanced out the window.

Without saying anything else, he got off the car, "Okay, it's okay, let's go back."

Chen Dengdeng hurriedly got off the car, took down Brother Chu's things and handed them to him.

When they were standing here, footsteps were heard outside the door.

Under the light, Zhou Sheng walked in slowly from the door with a suit jacket on his hand.

It was the first time Chen Dengdeng saw him dressed so formally, and she was stunned for a moment.

Zhou Sheng was not surprised by their presence. He walked forward and asked, "You're working so late today?"

"Yes." Chen Dengdeng murmured, "Mr. Zhou just came back too?"

The driver Xiaolin, who was the first person to pick him up from the hospital, also greeted him, "Mr. Zhou, long time no see."

"Long time no see." Zhou Sheng smiled and nodded.

Chu Qinbai stood beside the car without saying a word from beginning to end.

Chen Dengdeng looked at this and that, and very tactfully stuffed something into Chu Qinbai's arms and told him, "Brother Chu, have a good rest, remember to take the medicine before going to bed, I will send you the script in two days! Goodbye!"

Then he pushed Xiaolin and hurriedly got into the car and drove away.

Zhou Sheng saw that Chu Qinbai was obviously tired, and then looked at the plastic bag of medicine in his hand. He changed his arm to put on his suit and asked, "Are you sick?"

"Just a stomachache." Chu Qinbai glanced at him twice, but he was very frugal with words. Zhou

Sheng remembered that the last morning he left home, his assistant also nagging that he had stomach problems and drank alcohol.

He also disliked people who talked too much, which gave him a headache.

Zhou Sheng walked inside, saying, "The stomach is also called the sea of ​​water and grain. If there is stomach qi, you will live, and if there is no stomach qi, you will die. Mr. Chu should take good care of it, which is the way to cure diseases and prolong life."

Chu Qinbai looked at him speechlessly for half a minute.

He said, "Where did you hear this nonsense?"

Zhou Sheng stopped and looked back.

Seriously, "What is said in the Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine is not nonsense."

Chapter 10

It's rare to see two people come in together.

Although it's past dinner time, Mrs. Zhang is still busy preparing supper for them.

When Zhou Sheng went upstairs to change his clothes and came down, the supper was already on the table.

One of the dishes is pickled pork with preserved vegetables. Zhou Sheng tasted it twice and said, "Mrs. Zhang's Suzhou cuisine is very authentic."

Mrs. Zhang laughed when she heard it and said, "My ancestral home is in Suzhou, and this Suzhou cuisine is my best. I didn't expect Mr. Zhou to have such a good taste. Have you eaten it?"

"I often ate it when I was a child." Zhou Sheng smiled.

The Zhou family's cook came with his mother as a dowry.

They were all the flavors he was used to eating when he was a child, such as green willow wontons, braised tofu, squirrel mandarin fish, etc.

Later, he had fewer opportunities to eat them. Now that he is here, Mrs. Zhang cooks mostly northern dishes.

Suddenly tasting the familiar taste, he felt a little nostalgic.

Chu Qinbai didn't know when he came down. He also changed his clothes and probably took a shower. His hair was still wet and not completely dry. He dragged a stool from the other side of the dining table, glanced at Zhou Sheng who was drinking soup and said, "You are a native of Lancheng, and you have lost your memory. Do you still remember the dishes you often ate when you were a child?"

Zhou Sheng held the spoon and looked up to meet Chu Qinbai's eyes.

There was a slight pause, and he forgot about it for a moment without noticing.

Zhou Sheng put down the spoon calmly and said naturally, "Maybe I suddenly remembered something when I ate something familiar."

Chu Qinbai snorted lightly. He didn't mean to test or force him, but just asked casually. After hearing what Zhou Sheng said, he didn't say anything else.

Mrs. Zhang brought the bowl to Chu Qinbai.

Looking back, she noticed that Zhou Sheng probably really loved this Suzhou cuisine.

She smiled and said, "I didn't know Mr. Zhou's taste before, and I didn't see you ask for it. Since you like it, I will make it often in the future."

"Thank you, Mrs. Zhang," Zhou Sheng said.

Mrs. Zhang waved her hand and said, "You're welcome. Before you came, I rarely cooked seriously. You don't know that these actors and stars have no shortage of money or connections, but they are not as good as ordinary people when it comes to eating. Especially female stars, they all eat boiled cabbage in water, and it's like a life-threatening meal to eat a decent meal occasionally."

"So strict?" Zhou Sheng nodded and said, "That will indeed lose a lot of fun."

"That's right."

Zhou Sheng really took a special look at the food in Chu Qinbai's bowl.

Thinking that he is quite normal?

Mrs. Zhang noticed his movements and smiled, "Qinbai is okay. Except for deliberately controlling himself before joining the group, he is usually normal. And he works out every day. What was the name of the movie he filmed last year? It said that the character had to be thin, and he was very busy. His weight once dropped so much that people in the team thought he had a serious health problem. I gave him a lot of supplements for a long time before he recovered."

Mrs. Zhang just shook off his affairs in front of the host, and she didn't seem to think there was anything wrong.

Zhou Sheng thought that according to Chu Qinbai's temper, he would probably be angry.

In fact, he said nothing, as if he was listening to other people's things.

This was beyond Zhou Sheng's expectation.

After dinner, he saw Chu Qinbai taking medicine.

Only then did Mrs. Zhang know that he had a stomachache.

She brought him some water and complained: "I've told you that you must have three meals on time, and you can't work day and night when you're busy. Mr. Zhou still takes a lot of medicine every day. If you have problems again, how can I explain to your grandmother when she asks me next time?"

Chu Qinbai: "It's just a small matter. Don't let her worry about it at such an old age."

"Don't you make her worry enough?"

Chu Qinbai was obviously speechless.

After two seconds, "I'll go see her in two days."

Zhou Sheng knew from the conversation.

Mrs. Zhang was actually the person given to him by Chu Qinbai's grandmother.

No wonder Mrs. Zhang didn't seem like a simple aunt in front of him, but sometimes she looked like an elder.

Mrs. Zhang looked at this one and then at that one.

Zhou Sheng could see the deep helplessness in her eyes.

He didn't want to be implicated, so he went upstairs early.

Zhou Sheng has been very familiar with the computer in the room these days. He sat down at the table and opened the document sent to him by Zhou's Human Resources Department today.

It was about the western strategic plan two years ago.

If you want to restart it, you must first form a team.

He already has a rough idea of ​​the personnel list in his mind, but because of Zhou's development problems in the past two years, some of them have left the company, and some are currently in other positions.

If Zhou Sheng wants to convince these people, he must come up with enough convincing reasons.

If you want to develop smoothly in the future, this first step must be taken steadily.

The information was checked until very late. When Zhou Sheng saw the time on his mobile phone, it was already past one in the morning.

The effect of the medicine made him a little dizzy, and he also knew that his body could not be so exhausted now. After a simple tidying up, he went to bed and prepared to go to sleep.

I didn't expect that I hadn't dreamed of a scene for a long time.

I dreamed again in the middle of the night.

In the third year after returning to China, the secret contact point was set up in a tailor shop on Lindong Road.

Early in the morning, Shunzi called a rickshaw for him and told him, "Master, remember to come back early. I heard that the purple sweet potato cake from Su Ji Garden tastes good. I'll buy two packs for you to try."

He smiled and got on the rickshaw, not forgetting to say, "You are just greedy."

He also gave Shunzi two silver dollars and asked him to buy some more of his favorites.

At that time, there were no people left in the Zhou family, and he took over the Zhou family business in full.

But that day was also the beginning of all the turning points.

In his dream, he already knew that something would happen that day.

But it was of no use at all.

In the foreign restaurant opposite the tailor shop on Lindong Road, gentlemen and ladies in Western dresses came in and out from time to time. Pedestrians came and went on the side of the road, and the weather was a little gloomy. It looked no different from the past.

The memory of later times was chaotic and urgent, mixed with messy footsteps and gunshots.

The middle-aged man with round-framed glasses stuffed all the information into his hands, held his hands with blood on his hands and said: "Mr. Zhou, thank you very much for your support all the time. The gauze, medicines and funds you provided have brought hope and help to the front line and all the people of our country."

"Please, take these things and go to the west railway to find a peddler named Liushan and give them to him."

"Hurry up!"

Zhou Sheng never knew the man's name from beginning to end.

But that was the beginning of his decision to be a person like them.

Zhou Sheng later met many people like them.

They have ordinary and ordinary looks, do inconspicuous jobs, and even die silently.

I don't know how many times I have brushed shoulders with the god of death in my dreams.

The appearance of those people, some are clear and some are blurred.

They may be joking with him in the last second, saying: "A scholar like Mr. Zhou, who looks so good, is too easy to be a target."

The next second, they may fall in front of him.

My whole body was cold in the pool of blood.

When Zhou Sheng opened his eyes from the dream, he still couldn't tell where he was.

Following the instinct of his action memory these days, he got out of bed, pushed open the bathroom door, and vomited in the toilet.

The drug reaction during this period was not as serious as at the beginning.

But it was probably because of the dream.

His stomach cramped and twitched, and his back was soaked with cold sweat within two minutes.

After kneeling on the cold floor for a long time, he got up and turned on the light in the bathroom.

Then he washed his face with cold water.

The person in the mirror was wearing a blue and black striped pajamas, with wet hair sticking to his face in a mess, looking a little pale and embarrassed.

Many people say that people who have been to the battlefield will be haunted by nightmares for the rest of their lives.

Except for the last battle in Yucheng that was on the verge of falling, Zhou Sheng had never been to the front line.

But silent battles filled every day of his last few years.

Mental tension is the norm.

The world is too relaxed now, so relaxed that he almost forgot that feeling.

Zhou Sheng went downstairs in a daze, ready to pour himself a glass of water.

He was not in good spirits, and Mrs. Zhang rarely got up at night. He had been alone in this house for so many days that he forgot that someone else had come back today.

So he didn't notice the person sitting on the sofa in the living room at all.

He didn't notice that the person had been looking at him since he went downstairs.

Zhou Sheng poured himself a full glass of water and drank it with his head tilted back. He

was ready to take another glass upstairs.

When he turned around and found the figure in the living room, his fingers holding the water cup suddenly tightened, leaving bluish-white marks.

At the same time, his other hand had already grabbed a fruit knife on the table next to him.

This was a subconscious reaction.

Until he recognized Chu Qinbai.

At that time, Chu Qinbai had already uncovered the blanket on his knees and stood up from the sofa.

Zhou Sheng asked with a dry throat: "Mr. Chu, why don't you rest so late?"

"Aren't you also very energetic?"

Chu Qinbai walked in front of him and stopped, his eyes swept across his face.

Then he said: "My previous work caused my rest time to be a bit messy, I'm adjusting to the jet lag."

Zhou Sheng nodded and said nothing more.

But Chu Qinbai suddenly reached out his hand to him.

Zhou Sheng froze for a moment, and it took a lot of willpower not to step back.

Chu Qinbai saw his reaction, but he didn't stop his hand movements, but he went for the knife in his hand.

He stared at Zhou Sheng, held his wrist with his left hand, and took the knife from his hand with his right hand.

I don't know how he did it, but the knife made a knife flower in his palm, and then there was a thud.

The knife was nailed to the table, and the handle trembled and made a buzzing sound.

Chu Qinbai said lightly without any expression: "Don't play with the knife casually."

Then he let go of his hand.

Zhou Sheng withdrew his eyes from the handle, felt the residual warmth on his wrist, and commented: "Mr. Chu is good at using the knife."

"A little trick, I learned it from the martial arts director when I was filming."

Zhou Sheng: "Martial arts director?"

Chu Qinbai looked at him, "Martial arts instructor."

"Oh." Zhou Sheng actually didn't know that there was such an industry now. He asked out of the blue: "Can I learn from you?"

Chu Qinbai looked at him with a strange look.

Then: "No."

Zhou Sheng hummed again.

He said, "It's ok, I'll go to sleep first."

He walked past Chu Qinbai, took two steps and stopped beside him.

He looked at the blanket on the sofa.

He said to Chu Qinbai, "It's easy to get backache when sleeping on the sofa."

Chu Qinbai returned to his nature, "Don't bother."

Zhou Sheng: "But it's scary to see you at night."

Chu Qinbai: "..."

This feeling of being blamed is quite fresh.

Chu Qinbai laughed angrily: "It seems that I will be sorry for you if I don't sleep on the sofa every day in the future."

Zhou Sheng looked at him tolerantly.

Nodded: "I often see a sentence on the Internet now, saying that men are young until they die. This statement may not be completely correct, but I believe it is a phenomenon that reflects the happiness of society."

Chu Qinbai couldn't bear it anymore: "Zhou Sheng!"

He would be pissed to death by him sooner or later.