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Chapter 71

Even though he was injured, he still didn't forget to threaten him. Zhou Sheng didn't intend to challenge him to take action, so he chose to retreat in time. He asked him the main question, "Who is the man who appeared at the venue?"

Chu Qinbai sat still, "I don't know him."

Zhou Sheng looked at him suspiciously, "Then let me change the question, who is the person behind that man?"

The reason why Zhou Sheng was so sure was that he felt that Chu Qinbai's attitude towards this matter was too casual. Chu Qinbai would not be unaware of how big a fuss it would be if something happened in a public place like an awards ceremony, with his influence in the industry.

The police haven't even come to a conclusion yet, but he said to deal with it as a crazy fan.

There is only one explanation, he knows what's going on.

Chu Qinbai's response to his inquiry was not to focus on the question itself, but to say: "I know what you are worried about. I assure you that the attacker has nothing to do with you."

He actually knew what he was thinking.

Zhou Sheng hesitated for a moment, still unsure, "Is it really unrelated to the encounter with Yao Zhongxian in the hotel?"

"Of course." Chu Qinbai smiled, stretched out his legs and crossed them, glanced at his arms and said, "Do you really think that anyone can enter such an occasion? Yao Zhongxian didn't know why you won the North District project, so he had the courage to come to you directly. If such a person really encountered a situation that was unfavorable to him, he would have hidden away long ago. He didn't dare to come to me."

Zhou Sheng frowned.

Seeing that he was so sure, he eliminated this possibility.

"Then you offended someone?" Zhou Sheng did not give up asking about this topic because it had nothing to do with him, and asked tentatively.

Chu Qinbai nodded seriously, "Indeed, I have offended many people over the years."

"I'm serious with you."

Zhou Sheng stretched out his hand to drag the stool over and sat down next to it.

He looked like he was going to ask about this matter seriously.

Zhou Sheng clasped his hands and leaned forward, "I watched the surveillance video. The knife in the other party's hand was aimed at your vitals. It was not just a simple matter of looking for trouble. The other party did not hesitate to commit a crime in such a public place. The purpose of hurting people was very strong. His skills were average and not professional enough. He did not seem to be a professional in this field."

It was not hiring someone to hurt someone, nor was it because of his side that he was

affected. Zhou Sheng thought about the people he knew who had a grudge against Chu Qinbai.

While recalling, he listed for him, "The Yang Hui who defrauded donations? I heard that his career was ruined after he insulted China. He has been your rival for many years, so he hired someone to take revenge? Or was it Director Yu Tong? Ren Qixuan? Your assistant said that the exposure of the secret marriage was related to them. You caused them to withdraw from the award ceremony midway, and they were embarrassed and couldn't get off the stage, so they were hated?"

Zhou Sheng was analyzing the possibilities in his mind.

So he didn't notice that Chu Qinbai had been staring at him since he started talking.

After Zhou Sheng finished speaking, he realized that he hadn't spoken for a long time, and wondered, "Why are you looking at me?"

"I just didn't expect you to care so much about this matter."

Zhou Sheng emphasized, "This matter is very serious."

"Not serious."

Chu Qinbai retracted his legs and stood up.

He walked to the side, tilted his neck and began to unbutton his clothes.

Halfway through, he turned his head and said to Zhou Sheng: "It has nothing to do with the person you guessed. Things in the entertainment industry that can be made public on the Internet are often just serious in appearance. In the final analysis, they are some marketing resource competition methods that cannot be put on the table. It's not that I don't want to tell you about this matter, because I only have some clues."

When he said this, Chu Qinbai's shirt buttons were completely unbuttoned. It

was already night outside the window, and the lights were on in the ward.

Zhou Sheng could vaguely see the blocky texture on his waist and abdomen from the side, which rose and fell slightly with the movement of his hands.

In such a serious topic, Zhou Sheng couldn't understand why he was taking off his clothes. He

slightly turned his eyes away with a little discomfort.

Chu Qinbai probably noticed his little movement, suddenly stopped, and turned around.

"Why are you hiding?" He raised his eyebrows, "I remember you touched me last night."

Zhou Sheng's ears turned red, and he turned back to glare at him, "When did I touch you?"

"Don't admit it." Chu Qinbai smiled with the corners of his mouth curled, "Do you need me to help you recall? I'll just kiss you..."

"Stop!" Zhou Sheng interrupted in time, gritting his teeth: "Don't be crazy."

He didn't need Chu Qinbai to recall for him.

This man took advantage of his high fever and took advantage of him. Even if he touched him in a blurred consciousness, it was just taking advantage of him. He didn't want to recall any details in this state in the brightly lit ward.

It was simply insulting.

Chu Qinbai glanced at him with a smile in his eyes and let go of the topic.

He raised his hand to scrape off his shirt, completely exposing his strong upper body to the light.

He was so frank as if there was no one in the room. Zhou Sheng got over the initial embarrassment and sat in the chair looking at him without any psychological burden.

It was the first time he saw the other person so clearly.

As expected of someone who can always look popular in simple private clothes, this figure is really amazing.

When the muscle groups are distributed in a static state, they are perfect. Zhou Sheng thought about himself now. After such a long time of adjustment, he can only be called normal, very evenly thin. Chu Qinbai's figure is a state that he will never achieve in his two lifetimes.

Zhou Sheng stared at him and was slightly distracted, until Chu Qinbai suddenly reached out and tore off the bandage on his arm, one circle after another.

Zhou Sheng frowned immediately, "Why are you taking it off?"

"The doctor made a fuss about it. There is a layer of medicine inside. It's no big deal."

Only a palm-sized white medicine patch was left on it. Chu Qinbai casually threw the few circles of gauze he had untied on the table next to him,

then walked back and picked up another black shirt on the side and put it on.

Zhou Sheng's chair turned with him and faced him.

"You just said you had some clues, what clues?"

Chu Qinbai looked over, "Do you have to dig deep to get to the bottom of it?"

Zhou Sheng nodded, "Human lives are at stake, and that's the most important thing."

Chu Qinbai buttoned up his shirt, leaving the remaining three collar buttons open, and rolled up his sleeves while saying, "Do you really want to know?"

"You've been interrupting, Chu Qinbai."

Zhou Sheng stopped this roundabout diversion.

Chu Qinbai paused and nodded, "I originally thought you didn't need to know too much about things in this circle, but you insisted on knowing." There was a bit of helplessness in his tone, and he compromised, "Bai Zhi, remember?"

Zhou Sheng frowned, "Your stepmother?"

Chu Qinbai clicked his tongue, "Don't just find a mother for me."

"Okay, it was a slip of the tongue. I remember that last time your father had his birthday party, she specifically asked me if you would go."

"She was begging me." Chu Qinbai said.

Zhou Sheng: "Please?"

Zhou Sheng immediately thought of what Nian Nian said at the time, "She wants to get rid of your father?"

Chu Qinbai shook his head.

Zhou Sheng was stunned.

Hearing him say: "When she was still in school, she was just entering this circle and was controlled by capital, and Chu Jianxiong rescued her. She asked me because she had a set of relatively private photos in other people's hands, and she didn't want Chu Jianxiong to know, so she asked me to help her get them back."

This was completely beyond Zhou Sheng's expectations.

From Chu Jianxiong's attitude towards his children, it can be seen that he is a person with a strong desire for control.

Bai Zhi is nominally Chu Qinbai's junior sister, and she looks similar to his mother.

Zhou Sheng can understand that it is not easy for women to struggle in this industry, and he also understands that she asked Chu Qinbai for help because he has a high status and voice in the circle. What

Zhou Sheng doesn't understand is: "You don't seem like someone who helps others unconditionally."

"Of course, because I also need her."

"Where are the photos?"

"I got them for her."

Zhou Sheng: "So your father found out and thought you and Bai Zhi were not in a clear relationship? Did he ask someone to do it to you?"

Chu Qinbai was speechless.

After a few seconds, he said, "First, you found my stepmother, but you were so unclear when you started talking, and you even found a suitable reason for the father and son to kill each other, just for a woman who looks like my mother? Mr. Zhou, you have completely understood the privacy of the rich families."

Zhou Sheng could not fail to hear the teasing in these words.

He muttered, "What is this?"

"What is this?!" Chu Qinbai walked over, bent down and put his hands on the armrests on both sides of him, staring at him, "You blush when I kiss you, but I think you have a wide range of tolerance."

Zhou Sheng rolled his eyes at him and thought, I am surprised by what I have seen.

He lives in an era that is feudal and extravagant.

Rich and powerful people marry concubines one after another. If they can't marry anymore, they will keep many concubines outside.

He has no experience, but it doesn't mean he has never seen it. He even rolled deeply in it, and saw the corruption and struggles of various so-called wealthy families.

Zhou Sheng looked up and looked at him, "You haven't said it yet. Since it's not your father, then there is a problem with the photo?"

"You can understand it this way." Chu Qinbai did not stand up, but kept that posture, staring at Zhou Sheng's collarbone casually, "I just accidentally came into contact with some gray inside stories. In this industry, it can be traced back to more than ten or twenty years ago. If someone is alert, there will naturally be action."

He said casually, but Zhou Sheng's brows wrinkled little by little.

"Chu Qinbai." He said seriously, "You said that there is no absolute ideal in this world, so what are you doing now? Don't forget that you just got cut, are you trying to uphold justice?"

Chu Qinbai chuckled.

"Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Zhou Sheng stared at him: "Then don't touch it."

Chu Qinbai approached and whispered: "Are you worried about me?"

"Yes." Zhou Sheng admitted decisively and seriously, "So you should touch less things that you shouldn't touch."

Chu Qinbai obviously didn't expect him to admit it so straightforwardly, and was stunned.

Zhou Sheng was not reminding him, but almost ordering him.

He originally thought that this incident might be a dispute between peers like Yang Hui. It was only at this time that he realized that he didn't know Chu Qinbai very well at all.

He only knew that he was the movie star in the entertainment industry, the one who stood in the light and was admired by thousands of people.

He once told him that as long as he stood in the light, it would be fine.

When he said this, he was extremely pious and sincere.

But Zhou Sheng also ignored that he, who had huge differences with his original family, was not suitable for standing in a high place and was born in a high place.

There should be a lot of cold and dark in his experience.

He would be indifferent when Ren Qixuan was lying on the floor of the club bathroom begging him, and he would bring a group of bodyguards to embarrass his father in the name of birthday celebration.

Because all along, except for the habitual indifference and ridicule when they first met, he was enough to understand and give in to himself, and even tolerate him.

He chased him first, said he liked him first, went to a foreign country first, and came here to find himself. Zhou Sheng occasionally had the illusion that Chu Qinbai was the way he appeared in front of him.

He could even dig out photos of people many years ago from others. Now tell him that he was injured because he took the initiative to touch the dangerous area.

Zhou Sheng didn't know all this.

How could he not be frightened.

He didn't even have time to explore the reasons behind it, and he spoke harshly.

Zhou Sheng said: "Chu Qinbai, since I, Zhou Sheng, said I would give it a try, if you dare to hide something from me one day, we will be finished."

When Chu Qinbai faced Zhou Sheng's toughness, he not only did not force it, but asked with a smile, as if to comfort and soften: "Do you think I'm made of paper? This time it was just an accident, there won't be a second time."

"It's better not to." Zhou Sheng had a stern face, thought for a while and said: "I haven't been exposed to those things of yours, and I don't understand them. I won't ask you the reason, but... I mean, if there is any situation, tell me, I will find someone to solve it."

Chu Qinbai laughed.

"After all, things are different now. There are times when President Zhou wants to abuse his power?"

Zhou Sheng didn't say anything.

He knew that he could do only so much, and Chu Qinbai didn't need his own abilities.

But he still wanted to give such a promise and guarantee.

He said he would try that day, and he said he would treat him well. This was just his way.

While trying to stop him, he couldn't help but take precautions.

Zhou Sheng looked at him and made his attitude clear, "I don't like people around me to get into trouble."

This feeling is very bad.

He has experienced one after another, and being alone is a kind of self-hypnosis and redemption. He is still afraid of the fears of ordinary people. War, loss, death, and separation.

Those are memories engraved on his soul, born with him, and have not disappeared because of his rebirth.

Chu Qinbai looked at him for a while.

There were originally many things he wanted to ask.

He wanted to ask him, you can tell at a glance that the attacker is not professional, has he ever seen such a person?

I want to ask him, does the notebook that Yang Zhicheng asked him to find really exist?

In the end, he didn't ask anything.

The tip of his finger brushed the end of Zhou Sheng's eyes with persistence.

He whispered: "You are still here, how dare I get into trouble?"

Chapter 72

On the day when they returned to Lancheng from Beijing, Fan Xuan personally led people to the airport to pick up the two. Although they had already stated online that the attacker was mentally ill and Chu Qinbai himself was fine, just a minor injury, this could not stop the influx of many media and fans.

Before they walked out of the corridor, they could already hear the noisy voices outside.

Fan Xuan had someone take away the luggage of the two people, and said to Chu Qinbai: "Why don't you go out and show yourself? There are all kinds of voices outside now, and your appearance can also suppress them."

Zhou Sheng saw that Chu Qinbai didn't say anything, and didn't refute.

He said: "Then I'll go to the car first."

Chu Qinbai glanced at him, turned around and said to the staff around him: "Send Mr. Zhou to the parking lot."

"Don't worry, Brother Chu."

The staff led the way: "Mr. Zhou, this way."

Zhou Sheng nodded, raised his foot and split up with Chu Qinbai.

He followed two or three people from Chu Qinbai's team and didn't attract any attention along the way. He arrived at the parking lot smoothly and got in the car.

Zhou Sheng received Qian Sheng's call in the car.

As the head of the "Wangjiangcheng" planning team, Qian Sheng knew that Zhou Sheng had delayed his return to Lancheng for a night, and sent a communication at the time when he got off the plane.

"The results of the investigation are out. This time, the person in charge of Xinyuan will not only face the risk of layoffs, but also a large amount of compensation." Qian Sheng did not go to Jingshi this time, and he also mastered first-hand information in Lancheng. He said to him: "Mr. Zhou, Yao Zhongxian has two subsidiaries under his name. During the screening, it was found that both of them had business dealings with Shengyu."

Zhou Sheng frowned: "Shengyu?"

"Yes." Qian Sheng said: "And the cooperation time is not short."

Zhou Sheng said after two seconds: "Okay, I know. Wait for my notification."

For some reason, Zhou Sheng couldn't forget what Yao Zhongxian said that day at the Jingshi Hotel.

He always had doubts in his heart.

Facts have proved that Yao Zhongxian is not just as simple as knowing Chu Qinbai.

It may be a coincidence to meet in Jingshi, but Chu Qinbai was attacked right after that. Is it really completely unrelated to this matter? According to Chu Qinbai, his trouble was entirely due to the entertainment industry, but Zhou Sheng understood that the capital in the circle was not originally a person who mixed in the circle. He controlled money and resources, and had the power of life and death. This kind of talent had no bottom line.

Zhou Sheng called Chu Xuming.

"Brother." Zhou Sheng said. Chu

Xuming didn't seem to expect to receive his call. He was surprised for a moment before asking, "Are you and Qinbai back?"

"Well, he has something to do over there, and I'm alone now."

He deliberately emphasized that it was only him. How could Chu Xuming not hear it? He paused, "Zhou Sheng, do you have something to ask?"

Zhou Sheng didn't beat around the bush, "It's not a big deal. Recently, various projects have started, and I found that Xinyuan Yao Zhongxian and Shengyu have also had a lot of cooperation. I just wanted to ask you, are these cooperations with Shengyu or Chu Qinbai? Did he get involved in something he shouldn't have been involved in last year?"

Chu Xuming said that he had been planning to take back his mother's shares for a long time, and it was well known that he forced Chu Jianxiong to step down a year ago. You know, Sheng Yu was at the peak of his career in Lancheng at that time.

Zhou Sheng couldn't help but guess this.

The reason why he didn't ask Chu Qinbai directly was because he had already withdrawn from it.

He was still the actor Chu in the entertainment industry. He

ran an investment company and was involved in film and television projects worth hundreds of millions. He no longer belonged to the circle that he had once worked hard on and briefly managed. He handed Sheng Yu over to Chu Xuming.

On the contrary, it was Zhou Sheng now.

He held the entire Zhou Group Enterprise in his hands, and he had a clearer view of the entire market situation during the construction of the North District.

He didn't want what he did to affect Chu Qinbai, and he didn't want Chu Qinbai to do something that would leave hidden dangers.

Chu Xuming didn't say anything.

Zhou Sheng's heart couldn't help but sink.

"Brother, you can just say it."

Perhaps because his tone was too serious, Chu Xuming came back to his senses and immediately said, "I know what you are worried about. Don't worry about this. If Qinbai really started from Xinyuan, he would not have looked for Zhou Shi in the first place. I didn't say it just now because I didn't want to hide it from you. There is a benefit agreement between Shengyu and Yao Zhongxian. I also heard about your car chase last time. I feel very sorry."

Zhou Sheng breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

He thought so too. He was probably confused by Chu Qinbai's attack this time.

He would rather sacrifice his marriage and reach a cooperation with Zhou Shi, which was not as good as before. His worries were somewhat unfounded.

But since it has been confirmed, it is a good thing.

Zhou Sheng remembered what Chu Qinbai said, that Chu Jianxiong had known Yao Zhongxian's brother who was shot for many years, which was enough to show that the benefit agreement mentioned by Chu Xuming was probably signed at that time.

This also explains why Shengyu cooperated with Yao Zhongxian's subsidiary.

Zhou Sheng leaned back in his chair and relaxed.

"The car chase has nothing to do with you, what's there to be sorry about?" He pinched his eyebrows and reminded: "Brother, find a way to deal with it as soon as possible. Xin Yuan has been in a lot of trouble recently, be careful not to be implicated."

Chu Xuming sighed, "I know, Qin Bai reminded me a year ago, but it's more troublesome to deal with it, and I'm also very worried about this matter recently." It

involves the internal agreement documents of the company, Zhou Sheng didn't ask too much, so he didn't continue this topic.

Chu Xuming is probably not very busy at this moment.

Chatting with him, "It seems that you have been getting along well recently?"

Suddenly turned to private life.

Zhou Sheng still remembered that when he first arrived in Donghu, Chu Xuming insisted on giving him a house. He couldn't hide it from him completely, so he had to be vague, "It's... OK."

"It's OK, that's not bad." Chu Xuming laughed, "I said that it was strange that he suddenly announced that he was married."

Zhou Sheng: "This is indeed an accident."

Because of a car chase accident, Zhou Sheng saw some of his inner thoughts.

Only when you care about someone will you reflexively block broken glass for him, and only when he says that he will be driven crazy by you sooner or later, will you suddenly soften your heart.

He has never experienced love in his two lives.

Taking this step back means taking steps back.

Because of the person who would pick him up on a rainy night, he would blurt out the truth about you not calling for two days. It is also because of caring that he can't help getting angry when he is hurt, and when he is in doubt, he can't wait and directly ask Chu Xuming about the situation.

He said to Chu Xuming, it's okay

. Only when he said it out loud did he realize that the moment he said to try, it was no longer a try.

That was when his heart began to not only hold ambitions, the past and the present, but also began to have traces of someone. He is the nominal husband of "Zhou Sheng", who has come from a transactional marriage to the present and publicly admits to being married.

Does this count as stealing someone else's husband? Zhou Sheng doesn't know how to define it, but he doesn't want to dwell on it right now. He

has never met a person who touches his heart in the ups and downs of troubled times.

The first time I tasted it, I experienced the shock of Chu Qinbai being attacked, and the lingering suspicion after the incident.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Qinbai's voice came from the staff's cell phone outside the car window.

It was probably a live broadcast from the reporter at the airport.

Zhou Sheng pressed the car window and asked, "How is the situation over there?"

"Mr. Zhou." The staff turned around and saw him asking, and handed the phone over directly, "Everything is normal."

On the phone, Chu Qinbai was surrounded by a group of people and walked out.

This time he did not cover up anything. Fans knew he was injured and consciously kept a distance.

Occasionally, you can hear questions from reporters or fans.

"Brother Chu, are you okay?"

Chu Qinbai nodded: "No."

"Will it affect the next work schedule?"

"No, it will proceed as usual."

"Boss, it's a good thing you're okay. We were all scared when we saw the ambulance. The attacker should be arrested!"

Chu Qinbai put his hands in his pockets and walked away in no hurry, "The person has been controlled. Don't come to the airport next time. It's not safe with so many people."

"I know you don't like airport pick-ups the most." The fan said: "This is not what everyone is worried about."

Chu Qinbai hummed, "I know, I saw it all, it's nothing, go back early."

Most of the fans in private are normal people.

It's not like the smoky and chaotic situation on the Internet, where people curse for no reason.

Someone whispered, "You're driving us away again, Brother Chu, you're not in a hurry to go back to be with your wife, are you?"

As soon as this was said, there was a strange silence around.

Less than two seconds later, there was another rustling.

The direction of the question gradually became distorted.

"Boss, let us meet him."

"That's right, those photos on the Internet are too blurry, you can put up a high-definition one. No matter what he looks like, we real fans won't dislike him. Those trolls on the Internet are just watching the fun and don't mind making trouble, don't pay attention to them."

Chu Qinbai looked over indifferently, "You just want to watch the fun."

"No, we're serious."

"Yes, yes, yes, although we do want to watch the fun, but we don't have any bad intentions."

"Unless Brother Chu, you...really want a divorce?"

Fan Xuan, Chen Dengdeng and others walked beside them, their faces were expressionless and professional from beginning to end.

In fact, when they looked at each other, the information they exchanged was so rich.

They even asked about divorce in person.

I have to say that fans are really brave.

As they were about to enter the cordon, Chu Qinbai stopped and replied, "They won't get divorced. He's very busy at work, and it's not convenient to expose his private life. No more gossip every day. Remember to keep in touch when you go back, and be safe. Let's go."

Chu Qinbai left with his team.

The fans were stopped by bodyguards, and they waited anxiously for no more information about the married partner.

But Brother Chu said that he was very busy.

When there are occasional quarrels on the Internet, career fans have another reason to refute.

——He is very busy at work, don't understand or what? If he is really a rich second-generation who eats and waits for death, how can he have a busy job? He would have been lying down and being supported every day.

Black fans naturally don't believe it, and the group of people who are calling for divorce the most disagree.

——Don't you understand the rhetoric of the entertainment industry? Not getting divorced doesn't mean there is love.

——It's just talk about being busy at work, and it doesn't cost money. Is there any evidence?

——That's right, there are many people who have received divorce certificates and still go on variety shows and events together to make money, but are the words of the actor Chu so credible? I just don't believe it. If he really wants to be a treasure, what can't be exposed? Can netizens eat him?

Netizens can't eat people, of course.

But if Chu Qinbai wants people to be unlucky, he can eat others.

When Yu Tong called the door, he was sincere on the phone, "Qinbai, Brother Chu, I admit that I was the one who agreed to your secret marriage, but didn't Qi Xuan say that you and Zhou Sheng have a bad relationship? I think it's not a big deal. Just treat it as my unkindness this time. Can you please have dinner with me another day?"

"Director Yu." Chu Qinbai drank the coffee in his hand, stood by the window, looked at the construction area in the distance, and said, "You don't need to be nervous. The adjustment of the Feilan Award was the organizer's intention, not my instruction."

Yu Tong secretly scolded him for pretending to be confused, but he was very polite in his words, saying, "Of course I know this, you are not that kind of person."

It's just that he used his connections to cut off his relationship with the Radio and Television Bureau.

Yu Tong couldn't help but grit his teeth, wondering why Chu Qinbai, who never took such things seriously, did it so decisively this time.

Chu Qinbai gave him the answer, "Director Yu, I don't care who you want to promote. It's not a big deal to snatch someone from Lu Ming. But you can't blame me for being ruthless when it comes to my people, right?"

Yu Tong immediately understood the crux of the matter, Zhou Sheng.

Chu Qinbai had obviously helped Ren Qixuan. When Ren Qixuan turned to find him, Yu Tong thought he knew the situation. At the same time, it gave him an illusion that Chu Qinbai might not care even if it was exposed.

Yu Tong regretted it now.

It was not a wise move to offend Chu Qinbai for a little star who wanted to climb up.

Especially since this little star couldn't see the reality clearly.

Ren Qixuan couldn't make a breakthrough. In this industry, if Chu Qinbai really wanted to suppress someone, it would be very easy.

Yu Tong would definitely not protect him again, and smiled to make up for it, wanting to let this matter go.

He said, "I don't know what's going on with this matter..."

When Chu Xuming pushed open the office door and came in, he saw him on the phone.

Silently asked who he was.

Chu Qinbai was too lazy to listen, so he just said a few words and hung up.

He didn't explain who it was.

Seeing that he was too lazy to talk, Chu Xuming knew it was not an important matter, so he changed the subject and asked, "Is your arm injury okay?"

Chu Qinbai looked at his arm, "It's a minor injury."

Then he asked Chu Xuming, "Did Zhou Sheng ask you?"

"Yes." Chu Xuming pulled up his trouser legs and sat down on the sofa, "He was worried that you did something dirty a year ago and left trouble. You know that the North District is now involved in a wide range of people. Xin Yuan has troubled him. It's inevitable that he is more sensitive about this kind of thing."

Chu Qinbai turned around and frowned at Chu Xuming.

"The company has not completely cut off ties with Xin Yuan?"

"Dad doesn't want to." Chu Xuming showed a headache.

Chu Qinbai sneered, "Of course he doesn't want to. If he falls into someone else's hands, he will definitely take it to the grave."

"Chu San!" Chu Xuming was serious, "Speak more restrainedly, he is your dad after all."

Chu Qinbai didn't change his expression and took two steps forward.

He threw two documents on the coffee table, "Take a look for yourself, what he has done over the years. If you don't want to get into trouble with Sheng Yu, don't listen to him on everything. The word 'dad' has no meaning to me. I said, I don't have a father."

Chu Xuming was silent, and took the documents after two seconds.

The next second he closed it again.

It was as if he had known it for a long time, but he didn't dare to face it.

Chu Qinbai was not surprised, nor did he force it.

He took his coat from the armrest.

He took two steps, then stopped, without looking back. "You know better than me what Zhou Sheng is doing now. The old man has been unwilling to retreat, and he may have the intention of taking advantage of Xin Yuan's troubles to turn things around in the North District. If you really can't handle it, don't blame me for being cruel."

Chapter 73

Zhou Sheng didn't know about this. The information he knew was limited to the current situation in the North District. As for those old interests involved, especially those involving the Chu family, he had predictions and guesses, but he was not sure.

He didn't know what Chu Qinbai did privately.

On Monday morning, Zhou Sheng received a call from Zhou Qincong at the company.

"Your brother is out."

When Zhou Sheng first heard this, he was still signing documents, and at the same time he was a little dazed, wondering where his brother came from.

Zhou Qincong continued: "He knows he was wrong and has learned enough lessons. His mother took him back yesterday, and his spirits seem to be much worse than before."

"Dad." Zhou Sheng interrupted this meaningless talk. If it weren't for Zhou Qincong's call, he would have forgotten who Zhou Song was. He just asked: "What's the matter with you calling?"

Zhou Qincong coughed awkwardly.

He said the purpose: "Come back for dinner."

Zhou Sheng paused with his pen and said nothing.

Zhou Qicong sighed, "I know you have a knot in your heart and you don't want to go back. But I think it's been so long, and now the company is developing better and better in your hands, and the Zhou family also depends on you. Your mother... Aunt also said that she apologized to you for the past, and came back to have dinner together, okay?"

Zhou Sheng didn't think that people like Shu Meili would be sincerely sorry.

The biggest possibility is that seeing that her son has come out and has no future, she wants to make a move on him.

Zhou Sheng didn't want to pay attention to such things, it was just a waste of time.

But Zhou Qicong was so humble that Zhou Sheng hesitated.

He was old and had an operation to recover until now. After all, he was taking the title of someone else's son. In the end, Zhou didn't belong to him.

Zhou Sheng thought for a moment, "Okay, when?"

"Tonight." Zhou Qinong's voice sounded very happy, and he thought of something and said, "Hey, do you have time? Invite him together."

Zhou Sheng didn't listen carefully, and asked casually, "Who?"

Zhou Qinong was annoyed, "Who else, your husband."

Zhou Sheng was stunned by this title.

This was no less shocking than when he just woke up and went to find Fan Xuan, mistakenly thinking that he had married a wife, but someone told him that he didn't have a wife, that was your husband. Zhou Sheng still hasn't adapted to Chu Qinbai's title and identity.

Because no one has been emphasizing this matter, and their relationship was not good at the beginning, Zhou Sheng didn't feel anything.

But now it's a little different.

Are they in love? Or are they trying marriage? But they are already married.

The changes in the state of mind and emotions, and the emphasis on this matter by an elder, made Zhou Sheng feel more uncomfortable than ever before.

Seeing that he didn't say anything for a long time, Zhou Qicong said seriously, "Are you having problems again? I saw in the news that he said he was married, and I thought you were on good terms, but it turned out that his fans were asking him to divorce early. I heard that entertainment companies are good at manipulating public opinion in order to gain an advantage in divorce lawsuits."

Zhou Sheng was immediately at a loss for words, "Where did you know all this?"

"Do I need to know this?" Zhou Qicong said earnestly, "Although I was the one who facilitated your marriage, you don't need such protection now. If he really wants to get rid of you, you don't have to give in. If it really doesn't work, take the initiative to divorce."

Zhou Sheng could feel that Zhou Qicong was really worried about his son.

He had tried his best to arrange his son's marriage.

At this time, he no longer asked him to maintain this marriage.

The coercion at the beginning was for his son's retreat, and the concessions and compromises now were probably because he knew that Zhou Sheng no longer needed to depend on and be controlled by anyone. Zhou Sheng couldn't bear to be cruel to Zhou Qicong now, but his guilt was growing day by day.

A father's high hopes and trust were given to someone who was not his son.

Zhou Sheng put down his pen, changed the subject, and said, "Public opinion is not controlled by him. I don't know if he has time tonight. Let me ask him."

"Okay." Zhou Qicong said, "I'll ask my aunt at home to prepare something you like."

"Okay."

Zhou Sheng hung up the phone and sent a message to Chu Qinbai.

Chu Qinbai called him back directly.

Zhou Sheng clicked to answer the call, and inexplicably thought of what Zhou Qincong had just said about your husband. He pinched his eyebrows and asked him, "Where are you? Are you free tonight?"

Chu Qinbai's voice laughed from the phone: "So sudden and polite?" He imitated his politeness and deliberately said, "If Mr. Zhou wants to find me, I have to make time even if I don't have time."

"No kidding." Zhou Sheng turned his chair and faced the French window, "Zhou... my dad said to go back for dinner tonight. Don't you have a movie sound job today? If you don't have time, you don't have to go."

Chu Qinbai: "I haven't said anything yet, you refuse for me first, don't you want me to go?"

Zhou Sheng was speechless.

He remembered that when he first entered Zhou's, Zhou Song urged Zhou Qincong to call Chu Qinbai.

The calls were all answered by his agent Sister Fan. Going to dinner? Impossible.

In the final analysis, Zhou Sheng really didn't want Chu Qinbai to go.

It's different to face an unfamiliar "original family" by yourself and take Chu Qinbai with you. Lie can remain calm in front of others because he does not covet anything from them.

Zhou Sheng of this era has accumulated a lot of personal connections and resources on his own, and he can be considered to have some assets. He will leave his mark in the North District, and with the help of Su Jin, he will connect with the Su family charity organization and make some charitable investments.

Zhou Sheng, who has shed all the dust and dirt, washed away the blood and marks, does not mean that he is a brand new Zhou Sheng.

As such, he still covets the attachment in his feelings.

Because of desire, lies will eat at the heart.

It will become a day and night torture and become a bitter fruit. This is the price he has to pay for taking this step.

It is said that ghosts cannot see the scorching sun. But

he couldn't help it and still approached the most dazzling one.

Zhou Sheng supported his head and laughed unconsciously.

Chu Qinbai asked him, "You really got me right. You don't want me to go?"

"I didn't say that." Zhou Sheng looked outside. "I just thought of a Western fantasy novel I accidentally read recently."

Chu Qinbai asked him casually, "What was it about?"

"I forgot, but I didn't expect that ghosts in the West and the East are the same and can't see the light of day."

On the other side, Chu Qinbai hung up the phone.

On the computer in front of him were packaged and organized materials.

The edited email was waiting to be sent.

The content of the information was not about someone else, but about Fan Zhongqing.

Should I go and look for it, just for a little possibility that it might be related.

A new message popped up on the phone.

Yang Zhicheng said, "I have also looked for Zhou Sheng. The notebook is indeed lost. You should give him two more tickets for the premiere. He has remembered the details of the characters so well even though he lost them for a long time. What if they are lovers from the previous life?"

It was meant to be a joke.

Chu Qinbai looked at the information for a long time without moving.

Finally, he sneered. He was just checking a historical figure who had been filmed in a movie. Just because Zhou Sheng stood in front of the replica of his former residence for a long time, he was so hesitant?

Two seconds later, he picked up the mouse and sent it.

Six hours later, it was time to get off work.

Zhou Sheng had just got into the car parked in front of the company when he was pulled over and pressed down to sit in the back car.

He didn't even have time to make a sound before someone bit his neck.

A familiar breath surrounded him.

The numbness and tingling accompanied Zhou Sheng's inhalation, but he didn't push him away. He rubbed the back of his head between his neck with his backhand, trying to make him go easier.

He cursed in a low voice, "Chu Qinbai, you are born in the Year of the Dog."

"I told you not to learn so many things." Chu Qinbai ignored his complaints. He was dressed very formally, but his right hand didn't care and messed up Zhou Sheng's neat suit. He held his waist and licked the teeth marks he had left on his neck. He whispered, "In the West, they are called vampires. What happened just now is called the first embrace. The mark of the blood clan, once it is branded, it cannot be touched." He seemed to be taking an oath, and deliberately full of other emotions, "From now on, you belong to me."

Zhou Sheng's face flushed when he was pressed against his ear by the hot air.

He thought to himself that it was a good thing that this car had sound insulation panels and one-way glass windows.

If the company employees saw that his boss was pushed down in the back seat of the car after work, he would have no face at all.

He thought to himself that there was something wrong with him, and he was talking about Western fantasy for no reason.

"Get up." Zhou Sheng pushed him while lying down in a mess.

Chu Qinbai finished laughing and picked him up and squeezed him into the seat.

After tidying it up for him, "Why did you suddenly think of going back to eat?"

"Zhou Song is out of prison." Zhou Sheng said, touching his neck.

Chu Qinbai said indifferently: "That's a bargain for him."

Zhou Sheng thought of Zhou Qincong's words that Zhou Song's spirit was not as good as before, looked at him and asked: "Did you really put money in it?"

"What are you thinking about?" Chu Qinbai took his hand, pressed the red mark, and leaned back in the chair: "It's not pleasant to be in prison. For someone like him, I don't need to put money in to trouble him, I was scared to death first."

Zhou Sheng glared at him: "Brother Chu seems to know a lot about prison life."

"No way, I played a high IQ criminal." Chu Qinbai pulled the corner of his mouth, "I have rich life experience."

Zhou Sheng nodded: "Just don't really put yourself in, I won't save people."

Thinking of moving out of Donghu, Chu Qinbai's excuse for him to move into the apartment was this. When

Zhou Sheng mentioned it again, he was thinking about these things during this period.

The police have already concluded that they did not make a big fuss about the matter, but whether it is as Chu Qinbai said, he touched the danger zone, or as Zhou Sheng guessed, it is not a good thing.

His neck was still a little tingling, which showed that Chu Qinbai had used force.

Zhou Sheng took out his mobile phone and took a picture.

Before he could see clearly, Chu Qinbai took it away again, and heard him say: "Mr. Zhou is still so cruel."

"It's to prevent you from going astray."

Zhou Sheng turned sideways and faced Chu Qinbai. He couldn't stand his messy appearance, but he was still dressed properly. Hooking his fingers on his bow tie, he pulled it down slowly and hard.

Strangling his neck, he slowly opened his lips: "Pretentious."

"I'm going to accompany you to meet my father-in-law. How can I be not serious?" Chu Qinbai let him pull him, admiring Zhou Sheng's unbridled behavior in the confined space.

Zhou Sheng was tired after a day and now relaxed a little.

Raised an eyebrow: "Why are you the father-in-law?"

Chu Qinbai cooperated, "Should I call him father-in-law?"

"You're sick." Zhou Sheng couldn't help but curse.

In front of the Zhou family villa.

Now Zhou Sheng is coming back, enough for the entire Zhou family to come to the door to greet him.

Zhou Qinong is in poor health and sits in a wheelchair. Zhou Song, who is so thin that his eyebrows are drooping, has a gloomy face, but he has to hold the handle obediently at the back.

Including the servants and drivers who were dismissed from the family before, because Zhou got up, they were all called back. Now together, seven or eight people are standing at the door.

Shu Meili is still complaining, "It's so cold now, and Zhou Song hasn't recovered yet. Do we have to wait outside?"

"Why do you talk so much in a day." Zhou Qinong glared at her.

The old nanny at home was the one who took care of "Zhou Sheng" when he was a child. She smiled and said, "This is the first time that the young master has come back since he got married. How pitiful, he has been in the hospital for a year, and now he is busy with the company and has no free time."

The old nanny originally meant to sigh that the young master of the Zhou family has grown up. If it weren't for him to support Zhou, they, the servants, would not know where to go.

But it was these words that made many people at the scene look wonderful.

Especially Shu Meili and Zhou Song.

How glorious this mother and son were in the past, and how miserable they are now. Living under the nose of Zhou Sheng is what makes them most uncomfortable.

The old nanny is now taking care of Zhou Qinong, but she doesn't care much about Shu Meili's face. She pays attention to the young master and says, "I don't know what the young master's marriage partner looks like."

Shu Meili stared with an expression that she wanted to eat people.

The young nanny in the kitchen next to her hurriedly said, "Mother Qin, please stop talking."

Everyone knows that Shu Meili went to Zhou Sheng to sign the project transfer letter, but was kicked out. This is not a new rumor within Zhou.

Besides, let's talk about the young master's marriage partner.

That's Mr. Chu, and it's said that he has always had a bad relationship with the young master. Even if he came back with them reluctantly, if they said something they shouldn't, they would probably get into trouble .

At this time, everyone watched the black Lincoln slowly drive over.

The car stopped and the driver got out first.

Zhou Sheng, who hadn't appeared in the Zhou family for a long time, had become almost unrecognizable.

There was no trace of the unruly young master Zhou.

And the man who got out of the car from the other side.

Ignoring the Zhou family's driver and servants who came forward to help carry the gifts, he came over and raised his hand to put a long lead-gray scarf on their young master.

The servants passing by listened carefully to the conversation.

Their eldest son: "Can you tell?"

Mr. Chu said seriously, "Well, I can't tell."

The eldest son said slowly: "It will be very troublesome and embarrassing if it is found out."

Mr. Chu: "You can pretend shamelessly."

The eldest son: "It's all red, how can you pretend?"

Mr. Chu: "A mosquito bite?"

The eldest son was angry: "Do you believe this kind of nonsense?"

The servants lowered their heads.

Although I was confused by what I heard, they were already at the door, and they were still discussing how to pretend to quarrel?

It seemed that the two of them were really at odds, and they couldn't even pretend to be in love.

Chapter 74

In the living room on the first floor of the Zhou family, Zhou Sheng sat on the sofa and talked to Zhou Qinbai about the company. In the middle of the conversation, Zhou Qinbai watched Chu Qinbai, who was sitting next to him, put a bowl of peeled pomegranate pulp in front of Zhou Sheng, and he was puzzled. He wondered what

kind of routine this was.

He gave his son to him at the beginning, but he didn't expect him to really like Zhou Sheng. Even if his son is successful in his career now, Chu Qinbai has seen all kinds of people.

Zhou Sheng looked normal again.

Zhou Qinbai coughed dryly and deliberately focused his attention on Chu Qinbai, asking: "I heard that you were injured before. Have you found out who hurt you?"

"A schizophrenic patient." Chu Qinbai briefly mentioned it, which was consistent with the public relations' external statement.

Zhou Qinbai frowned, "Your industry is also dangerous. Wasn't there an actress who was splashed with sulfuric acid some time ago?"

Chu Qinbai nodded, "Yes, it was caused by an emotional dispute."

Speaking of this kind of gossip in the circle, Zhou Sheng was confused.

He doesn't know as much as Zhou Qinbai.

Seeing his completely ignorant expression, Zhou Qinbai looked disappointed, and said to Chu Qinbai with a hint of meaning: "There are so many extreme people nowadays, and personal feelings must be handled well. Zhou Sheng stays in the company all day, and he may not notice some things. Whether this person can withstand temptation and whether he has self-control is the most important."

Chu Qinbai was taught: "Yes, this is indeed important."

Zhou Sheng was speechless for several times.

Zhou Qinbai went from being a beggar to acting like an elder.

Chu Qinbai was actually quite cooperative?

Zhou Qinbai said that he simply stopped talking to Zhou Sheng about business and wanted to play chess with Chu Qinbai.

The game went back and forth, and it looked so harmonious.

Zhou Sheng watched for a while, brought himself some tea, and sat by the French doors and windows in the side hall, watching the servants cleaning the yard outside.

Lancheng has entered November.

The temperature was very low in the evening. When the weather was bad, there was always a layer of misty white frost in the air.

A nanny lifted the curtain on the side and called him carefully.

Zhou Sheng turned his head and saw Zhou Song standing behind the nanny.

As Zhou Qinong said, he had changed a lot.

He was thinner, had short hair, dark eyes, and looked much quieter.

Zhou Song also looked at Zhou Sheng.

The man in front of him stood there, giving people the feeling that he was a little calmer than when he just woke up from the hospital and came to him to vacate the house. Prison life made him see himself clearly. He hated Zhou Sheng's ruthlessness at the time, but he had to admit that he was indeed not as good as him. A

few months ago, Zhou Song would not admit this.

But now Zhou Sheng is not just the president of Zhou Corporation.

The things he is doing now and the people he contacts are things he can't even contact or dare to think about.

Zhou Song never figured it out. Can he really do this with the relationship between Chu Qinbai and the Chu family?

But no matter what.

He can't afford to offend Zhou Sheng now.

He took two steps forward and said, "Brother."

Seeing that Zhou Sheng still didn't speak, the muscles on Zhou Song's face twitched twice, and he reluctantly said, "I'm here to apologize to you. I went too far before. I hope you won't bother with me."

Zhou Sheng said lightly, "Be responsible for what you have done. There is no need to apologize to me."

"Then..."

"Want to go back to work in the company?" Zhou Sheng didn't need to guess why he was looking for him. Turning back, looking out the window, he said, "Your last name is Zhou. It's understandable that you want to go back to work, but the company is in my hands now. If you want to go back, you have to make three rules."

"You say." Zhou Song didn't have any resistance. Zhou Sheng

picked up the cup and took a sip of tea. His left hand stroked the bottom of the cup, and he said casually, "First, the position of project manager can't be given to you again. If you want to go back, you have to start from the grassroots. Second, don't let me see those habits in the past. Once I find out, I will fire you directly. Third, I have already signed the formal appointment letter of the president, which means that as long as I don't nod, the company will never fall into your hands. If you can accept the above conditions, follow the second group of the project department for a two-month trial."

Zhou Song's face became ugly.

He looked at him with dark eyes: "Are you targeting me on purpose?"

"Targeting you? Do you think it's necessary?"

Zhou Sheng looked at him without any emotion, "I know that today's meal is mainly for your business. I manage Zhou's and indirectly control this family. If you are not surnamed Zhou, you may not even have the opportunity to ask me now, let alone enter the company. If you think I am targeting you, you can just go to Dad directly."

When Zhou Sheng said this, he followed Zhou Song and looked over to the chess table.

Chu Qinbai's eyebrows were idle, and Zhou Qicong was ready.

In his ear, Zhou Song said: "You know that Dad will not listen to me now."

"It seems that you know it yourself." Zhou Sheng looked over there and said: "He doesn't want you to be ruined like this, and he will give you this chance. I am not a person who repays evil with kindness. I can send you in once, and I don't care if there is a second time. Whether to go to the company or not, the choice is yours."

Zhou Song inexplicably felt that Zhou Sheng was terrible like this.

It was more stressful than the pressure brought to him by Zhou Qicong, his father.

He did not doubt that Zhou Sheng would do what he said.

But he had no other choice.

Zhou Song gritted his teeth and finally said, "I'll go."

Zhou Sheng looked at him more this time.

According to his judgment of Zhou Song, he was not very capable and was full of stupid calculations. Now it seems that going to jail can really train a person well.

Zhou Sheng nodded: "Okay, report tomorrow."

According to Zhou Qincong, instead of leaving him at home doing nothing, it would be better to let him go to the company to work, at least he would have something serious to do. Zhou Sheng didn't care at all. It would be easier to put him under his nose.

Over at the chess table.

Chu Qinbai lost a game without a word, and Zhou Qincong smiled.

Looking up, Chu Qinbai was looking at the window. He asked casually, "Do you also think it's wrong to let Zhou Song return to the company?"

"You choose your own path." Chu Qinbai retracted his gaze. "Zhou Sheng won't indulge him."

Zhou Qincong sighed, "I just want him to learn a lesson. Sometimes I think about it. I always say that I'm compensating Zhou Sheng, but now I owe him more and more. He even needs his help with Zhou Song's affairs."

"He could refuse, but he didn't."

As for why he didn't just refuse, Chu Qinbai vaguely felt that it was related to Zhou Sheng's secret.

From his entry into Zhou's to taking over the company, Chu Qinbai felt like a sacrifice.

It wasn't for money, let alone for the inheritance of the family business.

He didn't have to care about Zhou Song at all.

But he still agreed to Zhou Qincong's request. At this time, it looked more like a responsibility or compensation. His compensation as Zhou Qincong's "son", the president of Zhou's, and Zhou Song's "brother".

Chu Qinbai helped Zhou Qincong to redistribute the black and white chess pieces, and asked calmly, "Mother Qin at home is the aunt who took care of Zhou Sheng when he was a child?"

Zhou Qinbai laughed: "Are you interested in his childhood?"

Chu Qinbai neither admitted nor denied, but just said: "I saw that he likes Suzhou cuisine. He said that his auntie at home could cook it when he was a child, so I asked casually."

"That's completely nonsense."

Zhou Qinbai was not on guard. He didn't know much about his son, but he still knew what he liked to eat. He

immediately said: "The nanny at home has never been from the south. When did he like Suzhou cuisine? When he was a child, he loved to eat snacks and didn't eat much rice, let alone Suzhou cuisine."

Chu Qinbai paused slightly while pinching Heizi's fingers.

Then he put them down and said naturally: "Really? Then he probably remembered it wrongly. After all, tastes will change as he grows older."

"Yes, he loved to wield swords and sticks when he was a child, and he was restless." Zhou Qinbai said: "I ignored him too much. I didn't even know when he learned the business skills." Chu Qinbai

slowly tapped the table with his left hand, without commenting.

As if he had understood everything and finally confirmed it, he continued to ask a question: "Do you still have a photo of the dog you raised at home? It happens that my friend has two Pomeranians and is looking for a foster dog recently."

"What dog?" Zhou Qincong was focused on the chessboard and said casually: "We have never raised a dog at home. Zhou Sheng's biological mother and his current aunt are allergic to hair, and the family has never raised a pet. What? Did he tell you that he wanted to raise one?"

Chu Qinbai shook his head: "No, I was just asking."

"Don't let him raise one." Zhou Qincong disagreed, "With his body, I don't think he can even take care of himself, so why should he raise a pet."

Zhou Qincong was very patient when talking about these trivial matters.

Chu Qinbai looked at the chessboard, but his heart was not on it at all.

The answer he got from Zhou Qincong was not surprising.

It was only when he heard it with his own ears that he felt that it was indeed the case, and that the dust had settled.

All this was not an illusion.

It was not that Chu Qinbai had lost his mind.

It was not that Zhou Sheng's memory was confused after he lost his memory.

At dinner that night, Zhou Qicong sat at the main seat.

Zhou Sheng sat at the bottom, and Chu Qinbai sat opposite.

The change of ownership of the Zhou family was not only due to Zhou Song's fear of resistance, but also due to Shu Meili's tolerance. The change could also be seen from the seating arrangement.

Shu Meili dared to be angry but not to speak.

Her eyes swept to Chu Qinbai on the left, and she rolled her eyes and said, "Qinbai, this is your first time here, so eat more. Auntie went to Donghu to find Zhou Sheng before, and there were some misunderstandings. I hope you don't take it to heart."

"It's serious." Chu Qinbai said politely, but without any expression, "It's not a big deal."

Shu Meili immediately sighed and said, "It's also because my son is not good enough. He is not as capable as his brother."

Zhou Qicong frowned, "Why are you talking about Zhou Sheng again?!"

Shu Meili's face froze for a moment.

She just couldn't stand her son, who now had to go to Zhou Sheng's hands to make a living. They were obviously all his children, so why was the gap so big?

But she didn't dare to confront Zhou Qicong openly.

She forced a smile, which looked awkward no matter how you looked at it, and said, "What do you mean I'm talking about Zhou Sheng again? I'm praising him, proving that it was a good match for him to get married. Look at him now, our whole family depends on him."

Zhou Qicong's face suddenly turned cold.

Zhou Song now saw the situation clearly, and pulled Shu Meili: "Mom, you should say less."

"Did I say something wrong?" Shu Meili didn't realize what was wrong with this. In order to win back some face for her son, she turned around and said to Chu Qinbai: "If it weren't for his father who always felt that he had neglected Zhou Sheng, it might not be him who married you."

What was Zhou Sheng like at the beginning?

Even worse than her son, and look at him now.

Even though Zhou Song had many girlfriends, she couldn't help but have a twisted mentality at this moment.

But the power of these words was really huge.

Zhou Qicong's face was colorful and quite beautiful, and even Zhou Song lowered his head and couldn't lift it up at all.

The atmosphere was weird.

Zhou Sheng calmly swallowed the soup and looked at Chu Qinbai.

His eyes indicated: Congratulations, Shu Meili seems to want you to call her mom.

Chu Qinbai said coldly: There is no need to say it clearly.

Zhou Qincong next to him was so embarrassed that he immediately said to Chu Qinbai: "Don't listen to her nonsense, she has a problem with her brain one day and her words are incoherent."

Chu Qinbai opened his mouth slowly and said lightly: "I have good medical resources. If you need me one day, just ask me."

This is not merciless, but very poisonous.

Zhou Sheng sat opposite, but raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

After a long time, I witnessed this person's intolerance again. Some words really come out directly.

Zhou Sheng looked at Shu Meili's flushed face.

While drinking the soup, under the table, he kicked the toes of the person opposite.

Chu Qinbai looked up at him expressionlessly.

Zhou Sheng propped up his chin, and kicked from the toes to the ankles, seeing that he looked indifferent, he kicked up to the calves.

At the table, Mr. Zhou looked indifferent. As a superior, he obviously had no intention of participating in the internal struggle of the Zhou family.

Shu Meili regretted what Chu Qinbai had just said.

Especially after Chu Qinbai said that, he did not speak or move, but his face became darker and darker, and his whole body exuded an aura of "no strangers allowed".

Shu Meili could not stand the fright, and finally apologized: "I was talking in a roundabout way, and I didn't mean that, just..."

The words ended when Chu Qinbai threw the spoon into the bowl, making a crisp sound.

Whether it was the servants or the people at the table, they all looked over.

"Well, she..." Zhou Qicong once suspected that the meal was going to be ruined.

At this time, Zhou Sheng put down his hands and said calmly: "Let's eat."

The others looked hesitant.

Zhou Sheng picked up a lion's head and put it in Chu Qinbai's bowl.

Supporting his chin.

"Brother Chu, try it." There was no expression of repentance.

Chu Qinbai looked at him for two seconds under the gaze of many people.

His jawbone was slightly protruding, and after a light taste, he stared and commented: "The taste is so-so."

Although it was not a good word, almost everyone except Zhou Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

After the meal, the servants in the kitchen who were responsible for cleaning up whispered gossip.

"The madam is crazy, she can actually say such words."

"You know she is not well educated, what's so strange about that. On the contrary, the eldest master, my God, he is so calm, if it was in the past, they would have quarreled a long time ago."

"Things are different now, at least they should save face."

"But that guy is worthy of being an actor, he was so angry, but he could suppress it in a second."

"Mr. Zhou is quiet and can coax people."

"Did you coax him? Why do I feel like he still has anger but nowhere to vent?"

"It's all just a show. We might end up quarreling behind closed doors." He

didn't go back that night.

The newly cleaned bedroom of the Zhou family is very large.

Although Zhou Sheng agreed to Zhou Song's return to work, he didn't have any sense of being a brother. So when Zhou Song, instructed by Zhou Qinong, knocked on the door again to apologize for his mother, Zhou Sheng felt nothing.

In his previous life, he was Shunzi's brother. Now here, only Xu Chao, who calls him brother, will Zhou Sheng recognize this role.

He said it was unnecessary and closed the door.

When he turned around, he was blocked by Chu Qinbai who had just taken a shower.

The man pulled a handful of wet hair and pressed it against the door panel, "Who?"

"Zhou Song." Zhou Sheng looked at him and said, "I have to apologize to you even if I say so. How about I call him back?"

"Your tone is quite harsh." Chu Qinbai pulled him back with force, wrapped his fingers around the belt around his waist, and asked him, "Did you do it on purpose during dinner? Are you unhappy?"

"Not really."

It was just the words of a crazy woman, at most a little disgusting.

Zhou Sheng poked Chu Qinbai's chest and raised his eyes slightly, revealing his possessiveness: "Since you are trying with me, I'll see who dares to take people from me."

Chapter 75:

Mr. Zhou had just marked out the territory at the feet of the people, and he was called away because of a phone call.

In the middle of the night, Xu Chao drove to pick someone up.

"What is it that must be dealt with now?" Zhou Qinong came to the door to see someone off in the middle of the night with his clothes on. Xu Chao

opened the back seat of the car, bent down to Mr. Zhou who was sitting in a wheelchair, and did not explain in detail, but just said: "It's a matter of workers making trouble. They can't handle it over there, so we can only ask Mr. Zhou to go over to check it out overnight."

Xu Chao was urged to leave by countless calls in one night. No matter how

anxious he was, he stood by the car door and did not urge.

Two meters away, Zhou Sheng pulled the coat that Chu Qinbai had put on his shoulders.

He disagreed and said, "I can go by myself. You've already wasted time by following me back. Didn't the assistant say that he had to pick you up at five o'clock?" Zhou Sheng said as he picked up his wrist and gestured, "Look, there are less than three hours left."

Chu Qinbai looked at him, "Are you really okay?"

Zhou Sheng nodded, "The Administration wants to outsource the development of the Shangnan Old District, but more than a thousand workers from the developer Ma Yang are counting on this project. Now it's a three-party dispute. It would be strange if there is no movement."

Chu Qinbai's face was a little ugly, "The Administration wants to pass the buck, and you are the official investor, and you are responsible for the most risky things."

"Then don't care?" Although Zhou Sheng asked a question, he seemed to have his own principles, "But it's just that the progress is a little difficult. We have predicted it. Xin Yuan racked his brains to take over the old district, and I can make them not get a penny, so naturally it is impossible to let the plan die at this step."

It is related to the development of the entire North District, with a monthly transaction volume of hundreds of millions.

If he went to Fucheng at the beginning, he was still in the exploratory stage, but what he is doing now is that he has a clear and definite goal.

He always felt that this journey was smooth sailing.

When Zhou was about to fail, the cooperation plan with Shengyu was launched smoothly. The implementation of the Western Plan not only allowed the company to seek a new way of life, but also allowed him to access a higher platform through Liu Shengshi.

Experience and ambition can be put into practice, learning along the way, and moving forward along the way. This is the convenience given by the identity and the result of the conditions created by the times.

Looking back at the marks along the way.

He always knew that he could not look back.

Just like feelings to him.

Chu Qinbai went from being a husband he was not familiar with to getting to know him, to quietly putting him in his heart. Emotionally, it may not be as clear as career goals. But in the middle of the night like this, when this person stood in front of him, Zhou Sheng was equally clear. He could see himself clearly, so he no longer looked back.

"Chu Qinbai."

"Yeah."

"Let's go."

Zhou Sheng walked to the car, bent down and got in.

Xu Chao closed the door.

When he was about to go to the front row, he was stopped by Chu Qinbai again.

"Brother Chu." Xu Chao paused, feeling a little embarrassed.

Seeing the serious face of the other party, he thought that he was dissatisfied because he disturbed Brother Sheng in the middle of the night.

As a result, Chu Qinbai glanced at the car door and just reminded him, "It's not so easy to deal with disputes. You are often with him. You must always pay attention to the movements and don't let anyone get close to you casually."

Xu Chao also knew that Brother Sheng was in trouble in Beijing.

He nodded immediately: "Don't worry, I know."

"I will find two people to go there tomorrow, you are responsible for arranging it." Chu Qinbai said: "If there is still a problem, I will not find others, but you."

Xu Chao swallowed his saliva.

He never understood Brother Sheng's marriage.

In the past, he could really see that the relationship was very light, but now it is completely the whole world talking about their business marriage, although the outside world doesn't know who Zhou Sheng is at all. In such an environment, he feels more and more that he has changed.

It's not just Brother Sheng who has changed.

Even when this big movie emperor was explaining him, he could feel that he cared about Brother Sheng.

And he said so blatantly to find himself.

Although Xu Chao would never let anything happen to Brother Sheng, he still felt that the pressure on him had more than doubled.

The next afternoon.

It was Su Jin's birthday, and Jin Quansong invited a lot of people on his behalf. Su Jin runs his own cultural media company, and many people came, including business celebrities and entertainment stars.

Chu Qinbai was a special one.

He also came late.

The villa, which was usually vacant, was decorated with lights and colors, and beside the swimming pool, many people in bright clothes came and went.

Less than ten minutes after Chu Qinbai arrived, many people came to toast and say hello.

Jin Quansong took two glasses of new wine and walked over.

He handed Chu Qinbai a cup, crossed his legs and sat down on the chair and said, "I sent an invitation to Zhou Sheng, but he didn't respond. Did they send you as a representative? I see you are so unfriendly."

Chu Qinbai sat down casually, clinked his cup with his, "He has something to do."

"I have heard of this." Jin Quansong smiled and said, "Zhou Sheng's name has been a bit famous in the whole Lancheng recently. I don't think it is less influential than yours. I heard that the developer Ma Yang even made a fuss to the upper office, but your family blocked it back. This courage is not something that ordinary people have."

Chu Qinbai shook his head, "This matter is troublesome."

"Is there any troublesome business?" At this point, Jin Quansong turned his head and asked him, "By the way, why did I hear that you and your brother had some problems?"

"Did Su Jin tell you?"

"Yes."

The Su family is a big family in Lancheng after all. They are

still keen on some so-called internal information of the aristocratic families.

Chu Qinbai had nothing to hide. "It's a problem between my elder brother and the Chu family, not with me."

"Then you really know how to embarrass him." Jin Quansong said, "Su Jin said today that Xuming is not like you. You can turn against him at any time. You know that he is a child of a noble family, but you force him to be a rebellious son like you."

Chu Qinbai sneered and ignored the words.

Although Jin Quansong knew something about his family, he didn't know much about the details. He didn't know why Chu Qinbai was rumored to be at odds with his elder brother at this critical juncture in Zhou Sheng's affairs.

He simply changed the topic and continued to ask: "I've always been curious, how do you get along with Zhou Sheng? He is such a serious person, I always feel that saying a dirty word in front of him is blasphemy, how can he tolerate your character who can't tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes?"

Chu Qinbai said indifferently: "If you ask me, I have to answer you?" Jin Quansong was

stunned and speechless: "Is it that I can't ask or what?"

"No, I just don't want to tell you."

"Get lost."

At this time, Su Jin came to find Jin Quansong, and a few newcomers in the entertainment industry followed him.

They had shot the magazine cover of Su Jin's media company, so they came to say hello.

"Mr. Jin."

After calling, he carefully looked at the person sitting next to him, "Brother Chu."

Chu Qinbai nodded and didn't say anything, which was considered a response.

Someone who was a little bolder said with a smile: "Brother Chu looks so aloof."

"He doesn't look aloof." Su Jin said, "He's always aloof."

"Is there any way to make Brother Chu less aloof?"

Su Jin nodded: "Then you probably have to marry him."

Others: "..."

They all remembered that Brother Chu was married, so this meant that he was not aloof to his married partner.

Several people felt awkward, greeted him and did not stay long, and left in disappointment.

There were still murmurings: "The partner didn't even come with them, is their relationship really good or not?"

"Not being aloof means being good? Who told you that?"

"Number one of the top ten unsolved mysteries in the entertainment industry, who is Brother Chu's marriage partner?"

Su Jin accidentally heard two sentences.

Glancing at Chu Qinbai, whose expression did not change, he said with emotion: "Behind the calm, there are usually bigger storms brewing. I always feel that if you keep suppressing public opinion like this, something might happen one day."

"If I don't suppress it, it will only get bigger."

"That's true. With Zhou Sheng's current development, the impact is really not good at the sensitive stage."

Su Jin almost laughed out loud when he thought of Zhou Sheng.

Reverse arrangement: "When the time comes, the entertainment industry's movie emperor will be with the big boss of the capital circle, and this reputation will be very bad."

Chu Qinbai leaned over and said casually, "If what he did is really what capital does, I would be relieved."

Su Jin complained: "You can tell you are not a good person as soon as you hear this."

Jin Quansong saw the matter more comprehensively, but didn't say anything.

In fact, half an hour ago, Chu Qinbai just received a screen recording of Zhou Sheng's latest developments.

He did bring the person he was looking for with him.

In the recording, the crowded open space was crowded with people, some were shouting loudly, some were arguing, and it looked like chaos. The black-haired young man was standing under the steel frame, with his feet on the high ground made of simple plastic boxes.

The wind was strong in the open space, blowing his coat open and his hair slightly.

The voice penetrated the air, the volume was not loud, but it was steady enough.

"Everyone, please be quiet."

"My name is Zhou Sheng, if you have anything to say, please speak slowly."

Someone below shouted: "I don't care what your name is! You are the ones who take the money but don't do the work, and you are cheating ordinary people like us!"

"That's right! That's right!"

"You occupied our territory! You didn't pay us in place, and you kept delaying it day by day. When will it be delayed!"

"It was agreed to be outsourced, but the people above took all the responsibilities. We are starving!"

The noisy voices were getting louder and louder.

Through the screen, you can see him standing there and listening quietly.

When all the noises slowly died down, he spoke again: "I know it's difficult for everyone. Responsibilities are passed from one level to another, and departments pass the buck to each other, and in the end, the people at the bottom are often the ones who suffer. But I hope everyone can understand that only by coming together can we build together. I'm not just painting a rosy picture for everyone."

He picked up a folder in his hand and said, "This is the latest plan we gathered from all parties at noon today, which is implemented from the source to the individual. Your voices will not be drowned out, and we will also refer to all reasonable demands and give corresponding solutions."

Someone shouted: "Why should we believe you?!"

The person standing there smiled and asked: "Have you ever seen a large-scale workers' strike?"

Without waiting for an answer, he said: "I have."

"Since ancient times, the resistance of the labor community has meant many injustices. Resistance is a right and a solution. I won't mention how many casualties and tragedies the violent suppression in the past brought. Even now, news of injuries and destruction of public property still occurs from time to time. The power of one person can never stop and change such things, but every word I say counts. At least within the jurisdiction of Zhou Sheng, I will effectively protect the rights and interests of everyone."

He spoke slowly and did not give people an impassioned feeling.

But the noise of the crowd was indeed gradually fading away.

The man who was obviously standing the highest was not superior to others. He

was thin, young, and calm.

When he said I had seen him, it was just a statement, but it was convincing enough.

So many people may not know his true identity until the end. In the eyes of ordinary people, he is just a person appointed by the upper level to persuade them, no difference.

This impression, left to the end, became the young man who did practical things.

This is what Zhou Sheng is doing.

It is his attitude towards the world.

What is different from his side is that

there are clinking glasses here.

Some people were discussing huge profits, the sky-high figures were enough to make people dizzy, and some people were complaining about the current situation, modestly saying that they didn't make much.

Su Jin and the other two left.

"Brother Chu." Another person who had worked with him came over.

He smiled and said, "I heard that Shengyu had some troubles recently. Are you going to get out again?"

Chu Qinbai looked over.

Yinghe clinked glasses with the other person, "No."

"You really made it." The other person nodded, "Well, the money earned from any two projects of your new investment company is enough for people like us to make a profit for two or three years. Who would want to suffer this hardship?"

Chu Qinbai smiled indifferently, "It sounds like you want to complain?"

"Don't mention it." The other person shook his head, "Zhou Sheng, do you know him? He is the eldest son of the Lancheng Zhou family who started out in the traditional manufacturing industry. I don't know what happened this year. It's like he was cheating. Now he controls the North District, but he is still stubborn. Many people want to give gifts but have no way to do so. It's like seeing a ghost."

Chu Qinbai raised his hand and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.

He put the cup aside and said, "Really?"

"Yes, but I really don't believe that anyone can hold fat meat in their mouths without swallowing it."

"That's just what you think."

"What?"

With a ding, the screen of Chu Qinbai's mobile phone on his knees lit up.

He lowered his eyes lightly and saw the prompt.

A new email was delivered.

Chapter 76

When leaving the villa of Su Jin's family, Chu Qinbai did not drive himself.

If the old man who worked in Shengyu a year ago was present, he would find that the person in the driver's seat at this time was the subordinate who followed Chu Jianxiong for a long time, the young man named Xue Qi.

He was of average appearance and looked inconspicuous.

Chu Qinbai sat in the back seat, with several documents on his knees. The tablet opened on the seat next to him showed a foreign email.

Chu Qinbai was flipping through the documents on his knees and asked, "Has it been smooth in the past six months?"

"It's been smooth." Xue Qi said, "If you hadn't arranged for me to go abroad, I'm afraid that old Chu would not let me go easily."

Chu Qinbai didn't look up, "Shengyu is now in my brother's hands. The old man's old connections are no longer as useful as before. If you want to come back, I can arrange it for you."

Xue Qi immediately said, "Don't bother Brother Chu. I have discussed with my family and plan to take them all out to live next year."

Chu Qinbai raised his head and looked for a few seconds. He

nodded: "Okay."

The information in his hand was a character introduction.

There were not many details about his entire life from birth to his twenties, and many of them were just mentioned briefly.

The only valuable thing was a black and white photo mixed in it, which Chu Qinbai picked up.

The photo was very old, and the young man in it was wearing an old-fashioned suit and smiling brightly.

The person standing next to him was wearing a gorgeous costume, and it was difficult to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

Xue Qi noticed his movements in the rearview mirror and said: "This is all the information we can find at present. It is no secret that Fan Zhongqing likes men. We found the descendants of the people who worked as servants in the Fan family overseas. This photo was found in his great-grandmother's storage box. They didn't even know the name of the person in the photo. We later contacted a famous history professor, but the information we got was also very limited. To be honest, it was not as much as the information you, Brother Chu, have."

Chu Qinbai shook his head. What he knew came from the information that Zhou Sheng gave to Yang Zhicheng when he was filming the movie.

This was all he could find after many twists and turns.

How did Zhou Sheng know about Fan Zhongqing's habits and preferences?

Chu Qinbai looked at the photo: "What about the person next to him? Is there any news?"

"No." Xue Qi said: "There were actually many famous opera singers in that era. The man who could make this little Fan Ye spend a lot of money must be famous. But there is indeed no relevant information. According to the description of Fan Zhongqing's whereabouts that became a mystery later, it is normal that the people next to him have no news."

Chu Qinbai was not surprised to get such a result.

When he put down the photo in his hand.

Something slipped from the gap in the folder.

Chu Qinbai bent down to pick it up. The moment he saw the thing in his hand clearly, his eyes froze.

It was an old photo that was only the size of a current inch photo. It was different from the previous one, older and older. It can be seen that it has not been well preserved. There are already many mottled and white marks on it, and the edges are scorched yellow.

There are two children in the photo.

Standing under the big tree in the yard, the slightly older one can vaguely see the outline of Fan Zhongqing.

The smaller one next to him.

Four or five years old, with big eyes and a chubby face.

Holding a small branch in his hand, he looked very cute.

Although his facial features had not yet fully grown and his appearance could not be seen, Chu Qinbai looked at the small thing in his hand, but inexplicably felt as if his heart was hit by something, and it felt like a thump, bringing a heavy feeling of falling.

He looked at it for a long time, and asked with a strange voice that was not easy to hear: "What's the matter with this small one?"

"Oh, this one." Xue Qi turned around and saw the thing in Chu Qinbai's hand, and said: "It was found together with the other one. When we went to look for it, it was fortunate that it was in time. The owner was actually going to burn those things. He said that the family where his great-grandmother worked as a maid dismissed them, and the owner left in a hurry and didn't take anything with him. The servants looted a lot of things and fled in all directions. His great-grandmother smuggled overseas on a ship. I think the child in this photo looks a bit like the little Fan Ye in the other photo, so I brought them back together."

Chu Qinbai's thumb stroked the edge of the small photo.

He looked at the younger one and said, "Isn't Fan Zhongqing the only son?"

"Yes, he is not." Xue Qi didn't know why Brother Chu emphasized this, and he didn't realize that Chu Qinbai's focus was not Fan Zhongqing at all, so he said, "This is also an accidental discovery. There should be an older sister."

"An older sister?" Chu Qinbai frowned and raised his eyes.

Xue Qi nodded, "This sister seems to be much older than him. The professor we found this time knows a little bit. He said that this woman was also a heroine at the time. When the situation was very tense, she took in a group of patriotic and ambitious young people, which caused quite a stir at the time. But because she married far away, not in Jincheng, and had little contact with the Fan family, the accuracy needs to be verified, so I didn't ask in detail."

Chu Qinbai vaguely felt that he had grasped something key.

But there was also a vague and unreal feeling.

He asked almost without any basis: "What is the surname of Fan Zhongqing's sister's husband?"

"Ah? This... I don't know."

Xue Qi was not very clear. He was obviously checking Fan Zhongqing, so why did he suddenly ask what the surname of Fan Zhongqing's sister's husband was.

Seeing that Brother Chu didn't ask casually, Xue Qi also became nervous. After thinking for a while, he said, "It's really unclear. There is very little information about this young Mr. Fan. We have found out something because we have investigated deeply this time. If the relationship is further away, it will be even more difficult to know."

Chu Qinbai: "Then continue to investigate."

Xue Qi hesitated: "Or investigate Fan Zhongqing?"

"No." Chu Qinbai twisted the photo unconsciously, "Change the angle. In that era, in the tug-of-war between all parties, the one who could take in a large number of aspiring young people would definitely not be an ordinary person. Start looking from the place where they are. This time, investigate carefully."

Xue Qi nodded: "I understand."

Chu Qinbai turned his head and looked out the window.

Last time in Jingshi, Yang Zhicheng suddenly mentioned Fan Zhongqing, which gave him the idea to give it a try.

Originally, he didn't think he had to find an answer and a result.

But now, it seems that there is no reason to stop.

What Zhou Sheng did.

One thing is deeper than the other. He moved forward without reservation, from the many difficulties in Fucheng at the beginning to the encounter with Yao Zhongxian in the North District now.

He himself may not care, but Chu Qinbai does.

Telling him that Brother Yao Zhongxian was imprisoned and shot was not a threat, and telling him that there would be countless Yao Zhongxians in Lancheng was not groundless.

Who is Zhou Sheng?

This doubt will become that if one day, he wants to stop him from continuing, he can't find a reasonable reason.

"There is one more thing." Chu Qinbai said.

Xue Qi: "Brother Chu, you say."

Chu Qinbai: "Remove the people who monitor Chu Jianxiong, and focus on the list of people who have had the most frequent contact with him in the past two months." Xue Qi

was puzzled, "Didn't they say that Mr. Chu's old connections are no longer useful?"

"Not working well doesn't mean it can't be used." Chu Qinbai's eyes were cold, "Driven by interests, snakes and rats flock together. Xin Yuan's frequent actions may just be the beginning. You should pay more attention here. Once they start to take action in the North District, tell me first."

"Brother Chu." Xue Qi hesitated.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Three years ago, you started to intervene in Shengyu just to get the equity. It was not easy to withdraw without any trouble at that time. You now have enough evidence in your hands, why bother to wade into the muddy water of the North District again."

Xue Qi didn't say that what happened at that time cost you your marriage. So much

so that even though you have completely returned to the entertainment industry, your private life is still a mess on the Internet.

Chu Qinbai leaned back in his chair, "Withdrawing does not mean the end, not to mention that this matter, after all, is not for an individual."

Chu Qinbai remembered that he had told the people in the studio that your President Zhou probably had the world in his heart. Now, the person who was really trapped in the North District has increasingly confirmed his words.

Interests eat people.

Many people probably want to eat him alive.

Chu Qinbai picked up the photo in his hand again.

Is this you? Zhou Sheng.

At this time, it was a simple office located in the northern suburbs of Lancheng.

There were bungalows in the row ahead.

Zhou Sheng was holding a simple ceramic cup, standing next to the only decent desk in the room, flipping through the personnel information on it.

"Brother Sheng." Xu Chao came over hurriedly.

Zhou Sheng looked over, "What's wrong?"

Xu Chao said, "I don't know what's wrong with that representative under Ma Yang. We clearly have a plan, but he just had a small meeting with his subordinates and instigated seven or eight small foremen to say that the conditions should be discussed separately. Now they are about to fight."

Zhou Sheng frowned slightly, but was not surprised, and put down the cup.

"Let's go and have a look."

When Zhou Sheng led people over, there was already a quarrel over there.

There were many people around.

Someone shouted, "Stop making trouble, President Zhou is here!"

The crowd looked back and consciously made way from both sides.

Zhou Sheng stepped forward and looked at the leader.

As soon as the man saw it was him, he spoke first, "Boss Zhou, I know what you want to say, but listen to me first. I know you seem to have indeed provided a lot of benefits to everyone, but I just got the news that the management bureau's statement is completely different from yours. Who do you want us to listen to? Many of the people here are our Boss Ma's people. As a representative, I have to be responsible for them, right?"

"Who are you responsible for?" Zhou Sheng asked, "What news did you just get? Where did you get the news from? Did Ma Yang tell you?"

Zhou Sheng did not argue with him and asked directly.

The other party's face froze . He

simply became a rogue, "No matter what, we have to talk about this again."

The few people he brought with him also shouted.

Many people around looked at each other, not knowing how to react.

Zhou Sheng's face sank.

"Xu Chao."

"Brother Sheng."

Zhou Sheng raised his chin, "Tie up every troublemaker for me."

Everyone: "..."

No one thought that a man who had always been gentle in his style would suddenly give such an order.

Only Xu Chao, who always unconditionally executes his request, immediately said, "Yes!"

Zhou Sheng brought people with him. Except for the two professional bodyguards that Chu Qinbai gave him who didn't talk much all day long, the people Zhou Sheng brought this time were all familiar faces to the workers. It

's easy for two or three people to imprison one.

Two minutes later, Zhou Sheng looked around and faced several people with sullen faces.

He said to the person who just took the lead, "Inciting the assembly, it's you who are waiting, you know? For your own selfish interests, taking advantage of the public sentiment, who will be responsible if something goes wrong?"

The heads of the several small foremen below have already bowed.

"I knew that there must be some people who fish in troubled waters when I received the notification of the incident in the middle of the night." Zhou Sheng looked for a few seconds and turned to the surroundings, "I know they are definitely not an exception. It's right to justify the crusade and feedback, but if anyone wants to take advantage of this to make trouble and accept money from who knows where to make trouble. Kick them out and never tolerate it."

The surroundings were quiet, and only Zhou Sheng's voice was clearly audible.

When he came here, he first appeased them, and came up with a plan as quickly as possible to stabilize people's hearts.

He did not leave quickly.

He was waiting.

Sure enough, someone jumped out.

Looking at those people who were instantly covered in dust, the people around began to whisper.

Someone shouted: "Boss Zhou, we will definitely listen to you!"

"That's right, some people said they were negotiating conditions for us, but everyone knows that the money has gone into their own pockets!"

"If there is a way, who would want to make trouble? At least we don't! Boss Zhou's plan is obviously very good!"

Zhou Sheng signaled Xu Chao to take those people away and find out which side is behind it. In the

real large-scale strikes that Zhou Sheng has seen, ordinary people are easily swept up in it.

They are pushed by forces, and some are guided and used by people with ulterior motives to become victims of political struggles.

At that time, many people were shot and killed, and beaten to death with sticks.

How innocent.

This is what Zhou Sheng can't tolerate the most.

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Zhou Sheng stood there and didn't move for a long time.

"Boss Zhou." The bodyguard took two steps forward and signaled.

Zhou Sheng turned his head and looked in the direction indicated by the other party, and found a low-key black car parked there.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Sheng got in the car, his brows still stern.

Chu Qinbai retracted his gaze from the window and scanned Zhou Sheng's face.

"Come to pick you up, are you done with your business?"

Zhou Sheng nodded, "Almost."

Chu Qinbai leaned over and fastened his seat belt for him.

After buckling it, he did not step away immediately.

Zhou Sheng felt surrounded by a familiar atmosphere, blinked his eyes, and his brows softened unconsciously.

Leaning back in the chair, he twirled Chu Qinbai's tie with his fingers, "Brother Chu."

Chu Qinbai took the tie away and raised his eyebrows at him, "Your tone, does it sound like you want to act like a spoiled child?" Zhou Sheng

raised his eyes, "I won't."

Chu Qinbai returned the tie to him, "You can easily make me soft-hearted, and you still can't do that?"

"I make it sound like I'm so powerful." Zhou Sheng's tone was lazy, and he pulled at his tie from time to time, "If you're not soft-hearted, what do you want to do? Lose your temper?"

"In the situation just now, you shouldn't stand so close. Even bodyguards can't stop some people from going crazy, understand?" Chu Qinbai's mind flashed back to how he stood in the crowd just now, and then thought of the photo. He couldn't help but pinch his face, and suddenly asked him, "What did you look like as a child? You shouldn't be as powerful as you are just now. Very cute?"

Zhou Sheng was puzzled by this description, "Cute?"

Chu Qinbai: "Mr. Zhou who likes rabbits is very cute." Chu Qinbai

mentioned Mr. Zhou's little-known hobby without hesitation, and embraced him, measuring his thin waist. He said: "You should get fatter."

Zhou Sheng dodged slightly because he was itchy.

His childhood self? Zhou Sheng doesn't remember much.

They are just some scattered memories, the yard where he was chased by his nanny and mother, and the strength of being held on his father's knees to learn to write.

That small square sky, the years when he didn't know the sufferings of the world.

Too far away.

Zhou Sheng stopped his brief recollection, changed the subject and asked him: "Are you not busy?"

Chu Qinbai looked into Zhou Sheng's eyes.

The same clear black, the same pure.

Even if the DNA shows that he is "Zhou Sheng", Chu Qinbai has a hunch that the little kid in the photo should have such a pair of eyes when he grows up.

Chu Qinbai leaned down and kissed Zhou Sheng's eyelids.

He said, "Yes, I have something to do. I have to fly out of town tomorrow."

"What are you going to do?"

"I have a new project to discuss. If everything goes well, it will start filming in March next year."

In fact, there is another reason.

The place they are going to this time is the place where the history professor Xue Qi contacted chose to spend his old age. It is just a matter of course, and it seems like a coincidence of fate. Anyway, I will take this trip.

As for the result, it is unknown.

Zhou Sheng was a little tired. He tilted his head and closed his eyes. The ends of his hair brushed on Chu Qinbai's sleeves.

Like a whisper, "Then have a good trip and come back soon."

The person who always moved forward and never looked back is now lying in his arms, like a tired bird returning to its nest, and stopped at its habitat.

Chu Qinbai's eyebrows were sharp, and he couldn't bear to disturb him. He leaned close to his ear and whispered in his ear, "Okay."

Chapter 77

The news that Chu Qinbai was going to cooperate with Wuyang Company spread like wildfire. In the past two years, the movies and TV shows produced by this company have all been high-quality hits. Some people claimed that Chu Qinbai had personally flown to negotiate, and the possibility of cooperation was very high. Fans cheered collectively.

"Finally, there are new works to look forward to."

"Brother Chu really doesn't have much in stock. Something went wrong midway through "I Am Not Me", and now he only has "Floating Life Dream" at the end of the year. He really

should take on a new script." "I'll be thankful as long as he doesn't retire. Think about it recently, his marriage has made a lot of noise, and he has his own investment business. If he suddenly announces his retirement one day, a career-oriented fan like me will really cry."

"How is that possible? He looks like a career-oriented person. Although he strives for quality rather than quantity of works every year, he has never stopped working."

"I hope the one he marries won't hold him back and don't do anything outrageous."

"I don't think it's likely. He has been completely missing for such a long time. If he doesn't have a private agreement, he is indeed a well-behaved person."

"Well-behaved? Don't forget the post that was exposed at the beginning. I think the possibility of being restrained with an agreement is greater."

Fans are calling for cooperation.

This was not the first time Wuyang had extended an olive branch. Originally, they were supposed to fly to Lancheng with people, but this time Chu Qinbai personally brought people here. This sincerity made Wuyang somewhat flattered.

Although only the first half of the script had been completed,

the two sides unexpectedly hit it off. They met Chu's team at the airport in the morning and signed the contract directly in the afternoon.

The person in charge of the other party held Chen Dengdeng and said, "We have booked a private room tonight. Let's invite Brother Chu to have dinner together."

Chen Dengdeng glanced at the person who left the building with the car keys, and said embarrassedly, "Chu Qin has other arrangements in the afternoon, so I'm afraid he can't go to dinner."

"Really?" The other party looked over and said regretfully, "Many people in our company are fans of Brother Chu. We are also thinking about having dinner and taking photos with him tonight." Then he said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Is there something important for Brother Chu?"

Chen Dengdeng said experiencedly, "It's a private matter, and he didn't tell us. But don't worry, everyone, I will ask the company to send some autographed photos to everyone when I go back. If you take photos together, there will be many opportunities for cooperation in the future."

"Thank you, Dengdeng."

"You're welcome, Brother Chu is easy to talk to."

The corners of the other people's mouths twitched.

Although the contract was signed smoothly this time, it was too smooth.

Instead of thinking that Chu Qinbai was a good person to talk to, they were a little confused. After signing the contract, he left in a hurry, as if there was something more important to do.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Qinbai drove a rented supercar into the famous Rose Lane in Jicheng.

The climate in Jicheng is much warmer than that in Lancheng.

In this season, all kinds of red, white and purple flowers are hung on the walls of the houses along the whole street.

He started looking along the house numbers.

Chu Qinbai finally parked the car in front of a two-story villa surrounded by a fence.

People who can live here are not short of money, and driving a sports car is not enough to attract attention. It was not until Chu Qinbai got out of the car that passers-by kept looking at him.

Several middle-aged aunties in flowery skirts came forward with baskets enthusiastically.

They said, "Hey, are you a star?"

"It seems so. I think his name is Bai, tall and handsome, exactly the same."

Chu Qinbai did not deny it and nodded, "Chu Qinbai."

"Hey, it really is."

"We can actually meet a star too.

"But I say, this handsome guy Chu Bai, are you looking for someone? "

Chu Qinbai glanced at the house with a closed glass door on his left hand side and asked, "I want to ask if Professor Zhao lives here?"

"Yes, yes, you are looking for him."

"He goes out for a walk at this time every day, but it seems he will be back soon."

Chu Qinbai had just said thank you when he heard a noise behind him.

He heard a dog barking, and the next second he felt like his trouser leg was bitten by something.

He looked down and saw a white ball, which happened to be a Pomeranian. With

eyes like black grapes and long fluffy hair, it didn't make people feel fierce when biting people's trouser legs, but rather seemed to be playing.

The old professor, who was nearly seventy years old, walked over slowly with his hands behind his back.

He called out, "Taotao."

The Pomeranian excitedly loosened its trouser legs, raised its head and wagged its tail at Chu Qinbai.

On the contrary, Chu Qinbai's pupils shrank slightly when he heard the Pomeranian's name.

Then he squatted down and picked up the dog.

Several aunts around him said enthusiastically, "Lao Zhao, this handsome guy is looking for you, and he's a star. "

"Old Zhao, has your new history research book become popular? I see people come to you every now and then. Are they going to invite you to be a film consultant?"

The professor glanced at Chu Qinbai, and saw him holding his dog. He

ignored the inquiries from the people around him, pushed open the fence of the yard, and said, "Come in."

He left all the discussions and whispers behind him outside.

Chu Qinbai followed the professor into the house.

As soon as he entered the living room, he found that the house was full of various books and newspapers, with a scholarly atmosphere. The old professor poured him a glass of water. His attitude was not cold, but not enthusiastic either.

When he saw him take it, he asked, "How did you find me?"

Chu Qinbai followed behind, "We spent a lot of effort to find out that you are the only one in the country who knows some inside information. I am very presumptuous to come and disturb you, but this matter is very important to me."

The old professor glanced at him, "Then tell me, what do you want to ask?"

Chu Qinbai: "It's the same question as when I first contacted you. What is the surname of Sister Fan Zhongqing's husband's family? "

Without waiting for the professor to speak,

Chu Qinbai glanced at the Pomeranian running around in the room, and said, "After meeting you, perhaps I should offend you and ask another question. Is it a coincidence that you named your dog Taotao?"

Originally, when he heard the first question, the old professor had no emotion. It was not

until Chu Qinbai asked the second question that the other party became serious.

Instead of answering him immediately, he asked back, "Why do you want to look up this information? You know, that era has passed a long time ago, and few people explore those issues. As for Fan Zhongqing, I know you made a movie and searched for information about him everywhere, but now that the movie has been finished, you are studying who his sister, who has little to do with Fan Zhongqing, married, and why?"

Chu Qinbai did not show any expression because of these questions.

He made way and gestured, "Please sit down first."

After the old professor sat down, Chu Qinbai sat down opposite him.

He supported his elbows on his knees, thought for a while, and then said, "Maybe you don't believe it, someone I know may be related to this family. This person is equally important to me, so I want to find him."

The old professor was still listening and asked him, "How old is this person?"

"Twenty-six this year."

"That's impossible." The professor put down the cup in his hand, sighing, but also affirming, and said directly: "That family has no descendants. No one survived that time, let alone a descendant in his twenties."

Chu Qinbai did not show any disbelief or doubt in this affirmative tone, but when he heard that no one survived, he clenched his hands slightly.

Seeing his reaction, the professor said after two seconds: "It's okay to tell you, Sister Fan Zhongqing's husband's family is surnamed Zhou."

Two thumps, that was the sound of the heart beating in the chest.

Chu Qinbai's voice began to become hoarse, "Are you sure?"

The old professor simply got up and went upstairs. A few minutes later, he came back and gave him a small storage box.

It was a carved wooden box with a sense of age, with a slightly rusty small lock.

Open it with a key.

There was almost nothing inside, all old newspapers.

There were complete editions, and some were obviously cut with scissors. Because they were too old, you had to be very careful when picking them up to avoid damaging the paper.

The top edition.

The title was: Chamber of Commerce President Zhou Zhaotang was assassinated at the door of the Chamber of Commerce yesterday and died on the spot.

The next one was from the second year of the first edition.

It happened to be the sister of Fan Zhongqing mentioned by Xue Qi.

It was Zhou Zhaotang's widow Fan Xiuyun, and the so-called rebel party was hidden by fifteen teachers of the United University.

Some were follow-ups cut from the corners of newspapers, all of which were related to the Zhou family.

Bits and pieces, it can piece together a large family in the late Qing Dynasty, the Zhou family, the only remaining photos of that era.

The last trace.

From the bottom of the small box.

In 1936, Fan Xiuyun was seriously ill, and the Zhou family's property was lost.

Until early autumn, there was no news about the return of the property. The next news was a gossip.

It is said that the only son of the Zhou family had quietly returned to China half a year ago.

After mediating between the parties, the truth of his father's death was made public. The two parties above jumped up and down, but they could do nothing about this new star who had a monstrous end.

The bottom printed.

This is a line of words that came from his own mouth. It is said that the ridicule made many people's faces turn pale.

The current situation is difficult, and the Zhou family has never been ashamed of the public and the people. Now we inherit the ancestral teachings and dare not slack off. If there are any counter-words, how can you be a parasite of the country? You can look at yourself in the mirror - Zhou Sheng.

Calling others parasites is asking them to look at themselves in the mirror.

The man who just came back from abroad also had a moment of uncontrollable anger at that time.

Chu Qinbai's heart tightened fiercely, and his thumb rubbed the two words hard.

Zhou, Sheng.

Is this Zhou Sheng the same as that Zhou Sheng?

Chu Qinbai thought of the way the man raised his eyes when he mocked others, and squeezed him with soft words, how can you be so ungrateful?

Thinking of him being drunk and facing temptation.

Word by word, I am called, Zhou, Sheng.

So, is it really a soul from a long time ago?

It has transcended all scientific explanations and is written in old newspapers full of mysterious and obscure colors.

Chu Qinbai's heart was in turmoil. If this guess was correct, it could completely explain why he knew Fan Zhongqing so well, why he was so different from the original Zhou Sheng, and why he was a good painter, a businessman, and could play the harmonica music of the Republic of China.

All kinds of things began to have traces.

What happened after he inherited the family business?

If it was true, why did he become "Zhou Sheng"?

Fan Zhongqing came from a good family, and the young master of the Zhou family was also born in a pile of splendid things. It is hard to imagine how he convinced himself to accept everything in the world step by step in such a growing environment. Chu Qinbai

spent a lot of effort to suppress his emotions, took out the small photo from his pocket, put it on the report, pushed it in front of the professor, and asked: "Do you know if the child in this photo is the young master of the Zhou family in this report?"

The old professor put on his glasses while picking up the photo with one hand.

After looking at it for a while, he shook his head.

What he said was: "I don't know."

The professor returned the photo and saw that Chu Qinbai was so concerned about this matter.

He simply revealed the truth and said directly: "There is no photo of this young master of the Zhou family. He died in 1945. He was engaged in underground activities for many years. The news of his death was known because he used to have the last name Zhou. All other information on the surface was erased."

Another heavy hammer came.

Such an identity, experience, and result are all heavy. People in peacetime have never experienced it and it is hard to imagine.

Chu Qinbai's eyes were filled with strong emotions, churning.

The voice was hoarse: "Died in 1945?"

"Yes..." The old professor pointed to the box, "I got this information not because of my years of historical research, but because of my mother."

"Your mother?"

"This goes back to your second question."

"The Pomeranian was named Taotao. It was not a random name, but because the first dog my mother raised was named Taotao. She said that it was a gift from her family, and all the dogs raised later were of the same breed and the same name. She was separated from her family in her childhood and only remembered a few scattered memories. Later, she was raised by a traveling merchant couple. When she grew up, she followed her memories to find her family. These are all the things she collected and left behind. I don't mention much information to the outside world. It's a kind of fate that you can find me. There is no one else in the world who knows this."

No one remembers, as if it was the fate of countless people in that era.

But as long as he thought that the person he was talking about was Zhou Sheng, the person who lay in his arms before leaving and asked him to go back early, Chu Qinbai felt a tearing pain as if he was being cut by a knife.

Chu Qinbai restrained himself and asked, "What about your mother?"

The old professor smiled with relief, "She passed away almost twenty years ago."

"Is she a descendant of the Zhou family?"

"No, only my grandmother has the surname Zhou, and she is the cousin of Master Zhou. As for my mother, she should be called uncle." It

was already evening when Chu Qinbai came out of the house in a daze.

Half of the sky was covered with dark clouds.

No one in the Zhou family was spared.

His father died and his mother was in mourning. The twenty-year-old boss Zhou took on the responsibility of clearing his father's name.

Later, Zhou Sheng finally brought darkness to the country.

This meeting was a cross-century verification, and the truth and facts witnessed were heavy enough to drain the spine. Chu Qinbai, who thought he had seen everything, had trembling fingers when he thought about it.

He opened the car door with the key, got in the car, started the engine, and started.

Every word he said to Zhou Sheng and every detail of their interactions kept flashing through his mind, and he found that they were exactly the same as the Zhou Sheng he found.

He didn't even need to find Zhou Sheng to verify.

In fact, he was already 90% sure in his heart.

Last time he visited the grave, facing Qin Ruo's tombstone, he said that he had no idea. Now that he has an idea, it feels like a heavy burden to open his mouth.

How should he ask?

Ask him how he felt after going through so many ups and downs in life? Ask him about the pain of losing both his parents? Ask him how he died and how he lived again?

Chu Qinbai suddenly understood why he had retreated again and again.

He had never experienced this before and it hurt just thinking about it. Where should he ask Zhou Sheng? How could he bear to ask? In

the distant sky, lightning rolled in the clouds.

A ringtone rang.

He pressed the answer button.

Xue Qi's voice came from the other end, "Brother Chu, I just got the news that President Chu has been sidelined by several old shareholders. The situation is quite tricky."

Chu Qinbai didn't have the energy to deal with this now, "If you are too soft on the old man, you will have this trouble sooner or later."

Xue Qi: "But President Chu urgently found President Zhou. During the Fucheng strategy, Shengyu and Zhou had a deep cooperation. Someone just sent me a message, President Zhou has decided to join forces and is on his way."

Chu Qinbai's brows were instantly stern.

Under the heavy weight of just learning everything and the current unhappiness, his emotions were intertwined.

He stepped on the accelerator, "Find someone to watch him, I'll be back soon."

Chapter 78

Early in the morning, in front of the building of Shengyu Group, the atmosphere was different from before.

The leaders of various departments stood in two rows, and only dared to talk quietly occasionally. Some newcomers who were late were frightened by the scene, and hid behind to ask their colleagues what was going on.

The colleagues whispered, "The company is going to hold a meeting today, and the senior management will come."

"Is it really like it's rumored? President Chu is going overseas?"

"I don't know, it may be a rumor, anyway, the old President Chu will come back to take charge again... Hush, don't say it, there are cars coming."

Seven or eight black cars drove slowly into the corridor in front of the building. Shareholder leaders who rarely appeared on weekdays got out of the car one after another, exchanging glances with each other, revealing tacit information.

Until finally three more cars drove in.

Everyone turned around and looked over.

The two cars in front and behind were all bodyguards wearing sunglasses. They

quickly crowded to the door of the middle car, opened it, and the next second stepped on a pair of black leather shoes without a speck of dust.

The people lowered their heads and bent over to get out of the car.

Many people were stunned.

A shareholder knew him, and his face changed for some reason. He said, "Mr. Zhou? Why are you here today?"

"Mr. Wu, are you surprised?" Zhou Sheng took the lead and took two steps forward. He smiled normally, glanced at the door, retracted his gaze, took off his gloves and said, "I heard that Shengyu's market value has fluctuated greatly in the past two days. As you all know, Shengyu has made an indelible contribution to Zhou's success. We all prosper together and suffer together. Mr. Chu specially invited me to listen today."

This was said in a tactful way, but the meaning was not difficult to guess.

If it were a year ago, no shareholder of Shengyu would take Zhou seriously.

But the market changes rapidly, and Zhou Sheng is a threat now.

Once he publicly expresses his position, things will become extremely difficult.

A middle-aged leader sneered and mocked, "It seems that the North District is not busy enough for Mr. Zhou. Shengyu has been established for many years, and many of us old guys have followed Jianxiong. After all, today is just a dispute between the father and son of the Chu family. Mr. Zhou is young, it's not good to interfere in such a matter, right?"

"You are wrong." Zhou Sheng said in a light voice, "There is no father and son in the business world, not to mention that it concerns the interests of my Zhou family, how can I stand by and watch."

Zhou Sheng blocked this remark.

Then he looked up at the other party and smiled, "Besides, since you said this is a dispute between the father and son of the Chu family, it is the Chu family's family affairs. Isn't it also unreasonable for you to come here early in the morning to meddle in other people's family affairs?" Zhou Sheng

's words made a group of old guys look pale.

"Zhou Sheng! Young people should not be too arrogant."

Zhou Sheng's face did not change. He handed the gloves to the side and replied: "If you insist on saying that, if it is an older person, wouldn't it be called taking advantage of your age?"

Zhou Sheng knew under what circumstances, taking a step back would be troublesome.

In 1939, on behalf of his father, he re-entered the Chamber of Commerce. At that time, there was not only pressure from all walks of life, but also chaos inside. The invasion of spies under the banner of fundraising made the water muddy.

Zhou Sheng led his men to confront people with guns in front of the Huima Mansion Square. The bullets brushing against his ears would cause a temporary feeling of deafness.

After that, everything went smoothly after the cleanup and rectification.

There is a truth in everything he has experienced.

Fairness and justice may not necessarily prevail, and we cannot blindly tolerate suppression.

You have to find the key and hit it with one shot.

On the top floor of Shengyu, Zhou Sheng put the materials he brought on the table.

Chu Xuming looked tired, flipped through it, scanned it, and looked up at him.

"Is the data accurate?" Chu Xuming asked.

Zhou Sheng: "Of course. At present, the strategic cooperation between Zhou and Shengyu has reached 20% of the entire group's turnover in half a year. Brother, you and I know what this means. They are just taking the high dividends at the end of the year, and they may not really be willing to take such a big risk."

Chu Xuming's face darkened, "I didn't expect my father to be so decisive. I just made a move here, and he actually wanted to transfer me overseas directly."

Zhou Sheng sat on the office chair opposite and looked out the window.

The view here can see the entire financial center of Lancheng, giving the skyscrapers a layer of golden sunlight.

Zhou Sheng slowly said: "Shengyu's high position is indeed extraordinary."

"What?" Chu Xuming's attention was distracted and he didn't hear clearly.

Zhou Sheng turned around and smiled, "Brother, the flowers are dazzling, and when there are too many things tied to your body, you will forget that you are actually capable of untying the ropes."

Chu Xuming understood it well, leaning back in the chair and closing his eyes.

"By the way, I forgot to ask, where is Qin Bairen?" He stood up and asked.

Zhou Sheng picked up the coffee that his secretary had just brought in, but didn't drink it. He held it in his palm and said, "I went to Jicheng to discuss cooperation."

Chu Xuming smiled bitterly, "Fortunately he's not here. If he was here, he would probably say I deserved it."

"He's always like this, it's not surprising." Thinking of the first time I met him, I never saw him speak politely, so I smiled and said, "However, I think today's incident is a good thing. There are many historical problems left over from Shengyu, and it can be regarded as an opportunity. Mr. Chu probably didn't expect that you had a backup plan, so the stalemate has been going on."

Chu Xuming's eyes flashed with pain.

"At the beginning, he handed the company to me personally. At least at that moment, I thought it was sincere."

Zhou Sheng did not comment on this.

He knew that Chu Jianxiong was deposed, largely because of Chu Qinbai.

The head wolf was bitten by the cub and felt that it could not be raised well, so it turned around and hibernated and chose a person who looked docile and harmless. This is very much like a torture method. The people who set up the cell thought that if they locked people in the dark for a long time, they would start to get used to it.

Zhou Sheng didn't like such people physiologically.

Because such people's desire to control everything is terrible, and they will cruelly strangle the rebels.

Zhou Sheng looked at Chu Xuming in front of him, and thought of Chu Annan, whose child was almost taken away. The last thing that came to his mind was Chu Qinbai, who was leading people and calmly wishing people good fortune.

The rebellious son in the eyes of all the guests was the only one who escaped from the cell, right?

The smallest wolf turned around and turned into a ferocious beast, biting back.

This association made Zhou Sheng smile slightly.

Chu Xuming on the opposite side noticed it, put away his feelings, sighed and said, "If Qinbai knew that I dragged you into the water, I guess my reputation as the eldest brother would be over."

"He won't." Zhou Sheng said.

Chu Xuming looked at him and said with certainty, "Yes."

"But my presence at Shengyu today is not just a partnership," Zhou Sheng thought of the company behind the workers' riots that he had just found out, and then thought about everything that had happened during this period, and slowly said, "The "Wangjiangcheng" plan should try to avoid complications. Helping you, brother, is just helping myself."

Xin Yuan, who was causing trouble in Beijing at the time.

This time the workers were instigated by someone with ulterior motives.

They all seemed to be acting on their own and had nothing to do with each other, but when combined, they gave him a feeling of impatience.

It was approaching noon.

The shareholders walked out of the meeting room with pale faces.

Zhou Sheng and Chu Xuming walked side by side in the back, followed by many subordinates.

It was a huge group of people.

Not long after walking out, Zhou Sheng found that the people in front had not left, and Chu Xuming's secretary happened to come over in a hurry.

"What's going on?" Chu Xuming asked.

The secretary's face was quite strange, and he paused for two seconds and hesitated, "The third young master is here."

Chu Xuming raised his eyes suddenly, and then looked back at Zhou Sheng.

Zhou Sheng did not notice this sight. After hearing the secretary's words, his attention was focused on a place not far away.

Chu Qinbai stood opposite ten meters away.

He did not bring anyone with him, and he held a small suitcase in one hand. His aura was still the same, but inexplicably made Zhou Sheng feel that he had a sense of returning from a journey.

The surrounding employees kept murmuring in surprise.

"Why did Brother Chu come to the company?"

"I heard that he rarely appears in Shengyu. Did he come back specially after hearing about something in the company?"

"It's probably true. He didn't even bring his assistant. The brotherhood is touching."

"People outside have been saying that the rich brothers are at odds. It's nonsense. I heard from our manager that it was the Third Young Master who pushed the old President Chu to hand over the company to President Chu."

"President Chu has also managed the company very well."

"Indeed, although they are brothers, as employees, we can only see each other once in a thousand years. It makes it difficult for me to remember that the Third Young Master of the Chu family is the actor Chu."

The shareholders who were walking in the front were muttering here, and their faces were even more gloomy when they saw him. No one will forget what they experienced in front of Chu Qinbai during the most turbulent six months of Shengyu.

One by one, they cursed in their hearts.

But on the surface, they were more polite than each other.

He greeted with a smile: "Qin Bai, how come you have time to come here today?"

"I just got off the plane, right? If you ask me, the entertainment industry flies around all day, it's better to just come back to the company."

Chu Qinbai retracted his gaze from Zhou Sheng in the distance.

He restrained the idea of ​​going forward and turned his attention to the person in front of him.

He said with a smile: "Uncle Yu really wants me to join the company?"

The man who was called Uncle Yu was embarrassed and forced a smile, "What are you talking about? Which of us uncles didn't watch you grow up?"

"Yes." Chu Qinbai nodded seriously, "When I return to the company one day, I will remember the teachings of all the elders."

"Haha, you're welcome."

"Yes, you're welcome."

The shareholders urged one by one, and their faces almost said don't come, and they wanted to leave quickly as if they were avoiding trouble.

Zhou Sheng was watching curiously from behind.

Chu Xuming also found it funny and said to him: "Isn't this unexpected?"

"Why are you so afraid of him?" Zhou Sheng asked.

Chu Xuming said, "There is no way. If someone else has something on you and they don't want to kill you, they will keep you hanging all day. You will feel guilty too. Don't look at these people who are arrogant in the company. They have suffered a lot from them. People who have been in the entertainment industry for a long time have different brain circuits to deal with people than those of us who do business."

It is unclear whether he was insulting himself or Chu Qinbai.

In short, the situation changed when the third young master came.

There was no such thing as power grabbing, equity competition, verbal battles at the meeting, and mutual attacks.

The employees relaxed and thought about finding an opportunity to get autographs and take photos.

The shareholders had no chance of winning today, so they just wanted to stay away from this devil.

Zhou Sheng stood there and sighed, "He really has the talent of a playboy."

Chu Xuming had a blank expression on his face, "I think you are praising him."

"Indeed, I am praising him." Zhou Sheng summarized his public impression, "Who doesn't love the Third Young Master? He is the pride of a wealthy family, and he is also the best actor in the entertainment industry. Wherever he goes, he is always busy."

Chu Xuming's expression was hard to describe, and he said, "I always felt that your marriage was difficult to maintain."

"Then what?"

"I was wrong. You are much more tolerant of him than I thought."

Zhou Sheng smiled, "Brother."

"Hmm?"

"Everyone thinks he is a strong person who will not bend down. Even the AI ​​housekeeper at home says that he is mean, but in fact he has a lot of things that make me like him."

This was not very clear.

But Chu Xuming looked at him and said nothing.

When Chu Qinbai came over, his face was not good. When he was close, Zhou Sheng even saw the faint blue-black under his eyes. The shallow stubble on his chin even made him look a little haggard and embarrassed.

Was this trip hard? Zhou Sheng thought.

Chu Qinbai also looked at him.

Zhou Sheng didn't understand the deep complexity in his emotions, and thought he was wondering why he was here.

Chu Qinbai ignored the crowd who were watching quietly, let go of the box, walked to Zhou Sheng, and raised his hand to lift the coat on his shoulders.

The action was clean and neat, but also inexplicably heavy.

Zhou Sheng felt the weight of the clothes tightly against him, and raised his eyes quietly, "What's wrong?"

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

Turning his head to look behind Chu Xuming, he sneered: "I thought the old man had to come in person, but it seems that he didn't."

Chu Xuming met his gaze and nodded in acknowledgment: "You are right."

Zhou Sheng said on behalf of Chu Xuming: "In fact, the result was obvious before the meeting, so it's not surprising that he didn't come."

"Thanks to President Zhou." Chu Qinbai's eyes turned slightly to him, "I went down to the court overnight to add more shots, which caught us off guard."

Zhou Sheng responded in a low voice: "You know a lot."

Chu Qinbai no longer cares about this matter.

In front of so many employees present, he looked at Chu Xuming and gestured, and took Zhou Sheng away directly.

Naturally, the employees didn't dare to chase him.

They were just communicating frantically in the small group.

"What's going on? What's going on? Brother Chu and Mr. Zhou from Zhou Corporation???"

People who didn't know the situation, "Nothing's going on, what are you asking?"

"Isn't this nothing?! Did you see the look in Brother Chu's eyes when he looked at people just now? I guarantee that he doesn't have such affectionate eyes even when he's filming!"

"Yes, yes, yes, he even sorted out people's clothes! Would you do that to someone you have no relationship with?"

"And did you notice that our Mr. Chu's attitude is also very intriguing."

"So?"

"The relationship between these two people is definitely not ordinary!"

"But Mr. Chu is married."

"Is it possible that the person he's marrying is this Mr. Zhou?"

"How is that possible? A rich second-generation idiot, remember this premise? Do you know what kind of person Mr. Zhou is? In less than a year since he took over Zhou Corporation, he has made Zhou Corporation return to the leading position of traditional manufacturing industry in Lancheng ten years ago. Now he is also the construction investor of the North District Economic Development Zone. He will be the number one figure in the entire North District market in the future, with a red border behind him. Do you think such a person can have any relationship with a idiot?"

"When I think about it, it's true that Brother Chu's marriage is really speechless."

"But this doesn't prevent people from having a close relationship with people like Mr. Zhou."

"Well, so this is the world of the rich."

"I don't know whether I should condemn it or envy it..."

"Think about it, whether it's getting Mr. Zhou or sleeping with Brother Chu, I'll make a fortune, okay, so I shamelessly choose to envy!"

"Envy +1"

Zhou Sheng didn't know that he had also become the person that others wanted to get.

When leaving Shengyu Building, the car was still parked downstairs.

"Where is your team?" Zhou Sheng asked.

Chu Qinbai handed the box to the bodyguard, opened the car door, pushed him to get in the car, and said, "Back to the studio." Zhou

Sheng let him in and looked at the person who came up one step later, "Did the business trip go well?"

Chu Qinbai sat down and unbuttoned his waist, "Well, it went well."

Zhou Sheng was half-believing and half-doubting. He could sense that something was wrong with him, but he couldn't tell why.

Chu Qinbai turned around and saw that he had been looking at him, so he simply reached out and hugged him.

Zhou Sheng was startled and sat sideways between his legs.

If this posture wasn't in the car, it would be really immoral for people to see it.

Zhou Sheng wanted to get up, but he felt the strength on his waist, hesitated for a moment, and didn't move.

Chu Qinbai hugged him, "Mr. Zhou."

This address sounded a different emotion at the moment.

Zhou Sheng glanced at him: "Do you have something to say?"

Chu Qinbai didn't seem to be in a hurry, or he was thinking about something else.

Intentionally or unintentionally holding his hand, he casually asked him: "You still know to bring people today? Three cars, it's a big scene."

Zhou Sheng: "It's better to lose the battle than the people, just pretend."

In this era, no one will easily break the law and take action. Second, you can't carry weapons, and he doesn't really intend to do anything to anyone.

Chu Qinbai laughed, "It's quite similar."

Zhou Sheng nodded, "Of course, in a civilized society, everyone is civilized."

Chu Qinbai paused slightly.

He raised his eyes and asked him: "What about an uncivilized society? What should we do?"

Zhou Sheng gestured under his neck with his hand. He

told people to abide by the law every day, but there are times when they are not merciful.

This is indeed quite like the people of that time.

Chu Qinbai recalled the first time he had a fever in Linshun County, and he looked at a thermometer and said seriously, "Don't point the gun at me."

Zhou Sheng actually didn't realize that much, and was still thinking about his question. He touched Chu Qinbai's chin with his fingers and felt a tingling sensation.

After touching for a while, he looked into his eyes, raised his hand, and kissed him gently.

After touching and leaving, he answered his question and said, "It's okay, at least we shouldn't kiss in the car in broad daylight."

Chu Qinbai probably didn't expect his behavior at all, and looked at him for a while.

Then he raised his hand and pressed his neck.

Whispered, "But in a civilized society, people don't kiss like you." If

Zhou Sheng wanted to retreat at this time, it was too late.

The breath was entangled.

The soundproof baffle blocked the increasingly sticky and vague ambiguous sounds.

Mr. Zhou, who had just brought people to the door of the building in the morning, confronted others calmly.

Half a day later, he was pushed into the car and completely lost his reason.

This kiss is too deep.

This was the only feeling Zhou Sheng had left.

He even thought at one point that Chu Qinbai might want to eat him. The strength of the hand pressing on his waist made him feel pain for the first time.

In the chaos, Zhou Sheng was finally able to catch his breath and spoke in a hoarse voice, "I have no strength left."

He was clearly just stating it, but his eyes were blurry and his skin was red, as if he had fallen into the secular world and was stained with lust.

The people who surrounded him held his neck, unable to help but reveal all the emotions of a day and a night. He hugged him up, hugged him tightly, and whispered as if coaxing, "Then hold Brother Chu."

Chapter 79

Zhou Sheng rested in front of Chu Qinbai for a while before coming back to his senses from the lack of oxygen. Chu Qinbai learned that he hadn't even had lunch, and was worried that he would have symptoms of hypoglycemia, so he took him directly to a restaurant.

"Are you sure you want to eat here?" Zhou Sheng looked at the many people inside and asked doubtfully.

Chu Qinbai unbuckled his seat belt, then looked out the window and said, "This restaurant has a good reputation. I have reserved a seat in advance. It's on the second floor, so there won't be as many people as on the first floor."

Zhou Sheng was still puzzled, and reminded him, "Really? The second floor is also a public place."

Chu Qinbai looked at him and said seriously, "But you are not."

"Huh?" Zhou Sheng showed a puzzled look.

Chu Qinbai suppressed his emotions and restrained himself from saying anything.

After a whole night of insomnia, no matter how strong the urge to ask questions and verify was, he should calm down.

He was already sure that it was the accident that brought Zhou Sheng. From the day he woke up in the hospital, he was him.

It was also because of him that "Zhou Sheng" had a complete transformation. But thinking back carefully, he was in poor health. He took a lot of medicine in the first few months. He kept reading books for a long time, receiving information and knowledge. He went to Zhou's and took people to Fucheng.

In this gradual adaptation process, did you ever feel out of place?

"I haven't eaten out for a long time." Chu Qinbai put the reason on himself. Now he was not in a hurry to verify anything. He leaned over to open the car door for him, "Mr. Zhou, please give me a favor?"

Zhou Sheng didn't think there was anything strange about this request. Even if he didn't know him deeply, he still had a judgment of his influence in the country, but he thought it was not easy for him to go out. It was a common thing for ordinary people, but it meant endless trouble for his industry.

"Okay." Zhou Sheng compromised, and then took out a mask for him, "Then put it on."

Chu Qinbai took the mask and buckled it, as if asking him casually: "Are you afraid of appearing in the news?" Zhou

Sheng got out of the car first, stood by the door, and waited for Chu Qinbai to bend down and get out of the car.

It is one o'clock in the afternoon, not yet lunchtime, and there are many people around. Whenever Chu Qinbai stands on the street, Zhou Sheng finds his proportions eye-catching. He quietly moved a step to block his view.

He said, "It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I can't. The situation in the North District is unstable and the risk is too high. Besides, I'm used to not being noticed."

"Then it seems that you don't have a clear understanding of yourself." Chu Qinbai stepped forward after getting off the ground, took out another black mask from his pocket and put it on him, looking into his eyes and said, "You are the president of Zhou Corporation, with tens of millions of employees under you, and so many people in the North District are counting on you, and the same companies are looking forward to you. No matter how much attention you get, you are far from being able to bear this burden." Zhou

Sheng was still stunned by Chu Qinbai's words.

These words seemed to have a hidden meaning, and before he could ask, someone in the restaurant came out to greet him.

"Brother Chu." The man in waiter's clothes pushed the glass door and looked at the two equally outstanding people outside, saying, "The boss said the dishes are ready, please."

Chu Qinbai nodded, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, the boss called to tell me."

Zhou Sheng only then realized that this place was invested and opened by his friends in the circle, and the situation he was worried about did not happen.

The people who ate here, at most, looked at him curiously. Zhou Sheng didn't know if anyone recognized Chu Qinbai, but at least nothing like what happened in the mall before happened. The

reserved seat was also in the corner by the window on the second floor.

A large indoor potted green giant just blocked the view from the dining table, which was an excellent position to view the street view.

Zhou Sheng flipped through the menu and asked him, "Are there many people in your circle who invest in catering?"

"Yes, there are quite a few." Chu Qinbai wiped his hands with a napkin, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Sheng put down the menu and said, "Nothing, I just suddenly remembered that I had dinner with a few bosses before, and I met a leader from the Ministry of Health at the table. He said that he wanted to strictly control health and safety issues, so I asked casually."

Chu Qinbai threw the napkin next to the table, "There are indeed many restaurants that have health and safety problems due to the celebrity effect."

Zhou Sheng frowned, "You have to exercise self-discipline and management, and be responsible for both the guests and yourself."

Not all people who run national enterprises care about people's livelihood. Perhaps only the person sitting in front of him, Chu Qinbai has no doubt that his words come from the bottom of his heart.

He stared at the person for a while.

"Do you want me to open a restaurant for you?" Chu Qinbai suddenly asked, "What do you like? Chinese food or Western food, you like Suzhou cuisine, why not open a Suzhou famous cuisine restaurant? I just happened to have a fancy for a Chinese style pavilion before..."

"Wait!" Zhou Sheng interrupted in astonishment.

Looking at the man who had taken off his coat and was sitting opposite him with a strange and puzzled look, he asked slowly and quietly: "Brother Chu, you are not serious, are you?"

"Do you think I'm lying?" Chu Qinbai glanced at him indifferently, rolled up his shirt sleeves, picked up a shrimp that had just been served with a fork, put it on the plate, peeled it with his hands, and said: "Of course it's real. I'll open it in your name and I'll find someone to take care of it. You don't have to worry about it."

The more he talked, the more outrageous it became.

Zhou Sheng propped up his head, "Stop it."

Chu Qinbai put the peeled shrimp

on his plate, "I'm not kidding you." Zhou Sheng looked at the shrimp on the plate in front of him, then looked up at Chu Qinbai, confused: "Even if you have too much money to burn, you don't have to think about it. Why open a restaurant for me?"

"I want to open more than just a restaurant for you."

Chu Qinbai didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with his proposal. "Then open more other ones, all over the streets and alleys of Lancheng, in all walks of life, and there will be people watching you wherever you go."

Zhou Sheng: "..."

He didn't know what to say, so he said: "Why are you watching me? Besides, I have too many unknown assets under my name and I will be investigated."

"It doesn't matter who checks the joint assets during marriage. What's the problem?"

Zhou Sheng was amazed and said to him, "You are unreasonable."

Chu Qinbai peeled the second shrimp. His expensive clothes and watch did not hide his calm service movements. He nodded, "Yes, from today on, I am not going to reason with you."

Zhou Sheng observed his expression and asked in an extremely official manner, "Do you have any demands on me?"

Chu Qinbai paused and gave him the second shrimp. Naturally, "My demand now is that you eat well. Didn't you say you were hungry?"

Zhou Sheng was a little puzzled, but as Chu Qinbai said, the restaurant has a good reputation and the food tastes good. Zhou Sheng had just pulled himself out of the busy morning, and his stomach was indeed a little empty. As a result, he accidentally ate a little too much. What

he called "more" was actually only two-thirds of Chu Qinbai's appetite. At the same speed, the other person ate more than him.

Zhou Sheng put down his chopsticks before he felt full.

After dinner, when they walked out of the restaurant, Chu Qinbai suggested that they walk on the road instead of taking a car, otherwise it would be bad for the stomach.

Zhou Sheng did not object.

Zhou Sheng stopped for two seconds when he passed a VR experience center.

This business seemed to be very popular, and there were many people queuing at the door.

"Want to try it?" someone asked.

Zhou Sheng looked back at Chu Qinbai who was standing there, and shook his head: "No."

He has always been curious about things with a sense of technology, but for Zhou Sheng now, life is full of endless work and documents to deal with. Leisure and entertainment are far away from him. It is not like what he should do, nor is it something he has the leisure to do.

As a result, he just said no, and looked up to find that Chu Qinbai had already walked to the long line.

Zhou Sheng wanted to call someone, but he was concerned about the place.

Watching him walk to the end of the line and stand there, several young people around him pushed each other to remind him, and quietly got excited. I don't know if it's simply because this person wearing a mask is particularly conspicuous, or if someone recognized him.

When Zhou Sheng approached, he had to pretend to be unfamiliar and stood half a meter behind Chu Qinbai. After a few seconds, he quietly reached out and poked him in the back.

He whispered behind him: "I say, Mr. Chu, what are you doing? It's embarrassing to run here to play with a group of kids who look like college students. It's embarrassing to be on the news."

Chu Qinbai turned around, "Is it embarrassing?"

Zhou Sheng affirmed, "Very embarrassing."

Fortunately, the ticket office was fast, and he got the ticket safely before someone confirmed his identity. Zhou Sheng, who just said it was embarrassing, did not object to going in. He sat in the dark experience hall, like sitting in a coffee shop with people to discuss business.

The seat was inside the last row, very hidden.

Zhou Sheng looked around and said, "Now I am really not afraid of people recognizing you."

Chu Qinbai did not say that there was a high possibility of infrared here, and nodded in agreement: "Yes, I can't recognize you." It was not

until the seat bumped that Zhou Sheng's eyes, which were illuminated by the blue light, showed a hint of surprise.

The indifferent and unconcealable novelty of new things now became extremely precious in Chu Qinbai's eyes. His heart could not help but soften, and he also felt a little long-lasting pain.

This afternoon was Zhou Sheng's leisure time, but it was Chu Qinbai's regret. Those who claim to be the first to pursue, now think about it, still missed a lot.

The darkness hid the emotions in his eyes very well.

Asked the people around him: "Like?"

Zhou Sheng turned to face him and admitted, "It's interesting. People nowadays are very smart. These high-tech things are not something that ordinary people can do."

He was unprepared and mentioned the present.

Chu Qinbai wanted to ask, is this saying that you are not the person you are now?

Standing at the gate of the film and television base in a trance, lighting Buddha lamps in the temple calmly, mourning the dead and missing your family, have you ever thought about going back to the past?

Going back to the years of war, but also friendship and ideals.

The person in front of him is Mr. Zhou, who is calm and self-sustaining in the office, and he is now attracted by a small VR technology.

Growing up in the flames, in the new world, occasionally revealing this innocent and sincere look.

Chu Qinbai felt a sense of anxiety when he thought of this origin.

What about opening a restaurant and letting his name spread all over the streets. Coming back early, he just wanted to hug the person absurdly, imprisoned within the sight and reach of his hands.

But he couldn't.

There is a kind of loss, not disappearing from this world.

It is the darkness and madness in the heart that sprouts, and on the day when it covers the sky and the sun, the wind is still and the trees are still, and you can't see the sunrise and sunset. For those who come quietly, it becomes natural to be alienated.

That person who is not really a father taught him this.

He had to see the importance of containment and not become a madman who couldn't even control himself. Moreover, the person in front of him was Zhou Sheng, so he could only remind himself to be patient.

Chu Qinbai responded to him, "You are also very smart."

"You seem to like to praise people today." Zhou Sheng relaxed his sitting posture in the dark, leaned against the back of the chair and tilted his head, feeling the high-tech, and asked: "What's wrong with you? Did the cooperation negotiations not go well?"

Chu Qinbai did not speak at the first time, and said after a while: "No."

Zhou Sheng was more serious, thinking that he went to the restaurant first and then went to the street today, and had a feeling that he didn't care much, so he tentatively asked: "Is there an accident? Are you going to flip over?" Chu

Qinbai raised his hand to cover his forehead, laughing as if he had brought trouble upon himself, and looked over with only helplessness, "I remind you again, don't learn Internet terms randomly." Zhou

Sheng was rarely relaxed, and argued lightly: "But I know a lot, I didn't learn it on the spot."

"Then don't learn it now." In order not to teach a certain Mr. Republic of China bad things, Chu Qinbai said self-destructively: "The Internet is now in a mess, and there is no good thing in the entertainment industry. You are not allowed to learn it."

Chapter 80

Chu Qinbai seemed to be busy after this day, and Zhou Sheng thought that he had gone to Jicheng to discuss cooperation and there were some follow-up matters waiting to be dealt with. However, two days later, he found out that he had to move.

Zhou Sheng got off work early that day, no later than six o'clock.

When he entered the door, he was stunned to see the packed luggage boxes on the floor, and seven or eight staff members moving things around. If you didn't know, you would think that the apartment was robbed.

Chen Dengdeng happened to come over with something, and when he saw Zhou Sheng standing at the door, he was surprised and said, "Mr. Zhou, you got off work so early today?"

Zhou Sheng stepped over a box at the door and asked suspiciously, "The apartment is not safe? Has your brother Chu decided to move back to Donghu?"

"Ah? Didn't brother Chu discuss it with you?" Chen Dengdeng was stunned.

Zhou Sheng looked around and shook his head: "What to discuss?"

Chen Dengdeng scratched her hair dumbfounded, and kept muttering in her heart. After thinking for a while, she said: "Not going back to Donghu. Although the house has a good location and good security, it is basically a public address in the circle. Brother Chu didn't say where to move specifically, but just asked me to bring people to pack the luggage."

As she spoke, she began to doubt herself.

Without discussing the move with Mr. Zhou, and specifically instructing them not to touch Mr. Zhou's personal belongings, could this be a quarrel, or a separation?

Chen Dengdeng was shocked by her own thoughts.

Carefully looking at Zhou Sheng's face, he hesitated and asked: "Mr. Zhou, did you quarrel with Brother Chu?"

Zhou Sheng had no idea what the young assistant was thinking. Hearing the question: "Fight? No, by the way, where is your boss?"

"Brother Chu..." Although Chen Dengdeng was an assistant, he usually followed orders and had not seen him for two days, so he had to shake his head and said, "I don't know."

Zhou Sheng was also surprised that he had not seen him since yesterday afternoon. He suspected that he might have had some trouble with the move, so he took out his mobile phone and searched for things about him.

As a result, the first piece of news that popped up on the page was the news of a suspected encounter with Chu Qinbai.

The most widely circulated were two pictures.

One of them was taken at VR Mansion two days ago, but it was a back photo, without a frontal face, and Zhou Sheng was not photographed in it.

The second one was taken indoors.

In the dark corner, Chu Qinbai's half face was not very clear with a mask on, his head tilted, looking to the side.

Zhou Sheng was closer to the inside, and was basically blocked.

Netizens' attention points were also strange.

"Can I say I've been to that experience center? I went there with Brother Chu!"

"It's just a resemblance. His own movies all use four- and five-dimensional technology. How could he be interested in experiencing this thing? Unless he brought a child on a date?"

"At the scene, I didn't dare to ask because I was timid. I just confirmed that he did bring someone."

"Will someone else want to accuse someone of cheating based on a picture where both faces can't be seen clearly?"

"Let's go. My brother is busy. Just after cooperating with Wuyang, someone can't wait to come out and throw dirty water."

"Well, I hope that when the news of the actor Chu cheating comes out one day, fans won't feel embarrassed."

"Some people are so worried, why don't they worry more about their own parents!"

It inevitably extended to a quarrel.

The identity was not confirmed, and the matter was not a big deal.

Zhou Sheng just looked at the three words "children" and felt a little hot. He thought, it's really a child's play?

After quitting the entertainment media, Zhou Sheng thought about it and sent a message to Chu Qinbai.

When the phone call came from the other side, Zhou Sheng was stunned for a second.

"Are you home?" Chu Qinbai's voice came.

Zhou Sheng hummed.

Chu Qinbai: "I'm driving, we'll be there soon." Zhou

Sheng was taken away by someone who came back less than ten minutes after entering the house.

Sitting in the car, Zhou Sheng was still a little confused. He looked at the unfamiliar scenery around him, then looked at Chu Qinbai who was driving next to him, and asked him: "Where are we going?"

"You'll know when you get there."

Zhou Sheng didn't need to guess, he knew it might be a new residence.

On this day, Zhou Sheng didn't actually ask to buy a house with his own money or move out. Firstly, because now he and Chu Qinbai have no money problems, Zhou Sheng is not a person who thinks that whoever pays will hurt the face and self-esteem of the other. Secondly, it seems to be a very fresh experience to enter an emotional state from an invalid marriage. This person is not only a legal husband, but also a bond of identity.

My uncle said that you have to find someone you like and the other person likes you.

Zhou Sheng never thought of this possibility. In this world that is no longer considered difficult and arduous, the person he met was like the wind that chiseled through the rocks on the winter cliffs, and it seemed that no one could resist it.

Including himself.

Zhou Sheng curled his lips at the thought of this, and relaxed instead.

He leaned back in his chair and looked out the window.

At this time of year, it gets dark earlier, but because it is a sunny day today, the sunset glow in the distance of the city is hung in the sky in red and blue, bringing a long-lost splendid view of the vastness.

Chu Qinbai was driving the car, and when he turned his head to see the relaxation between his brows, he tightened his grip on the steering wheel slightly.

About an hour later, the car drove into a Chinese-style courtyard villa garden.

The area cannot be estimated with the naked eye, and Zhou Sheng was surprised just by seeing it from a distance, until the car stopped.

Zhou Sheng sat in the car, looking at the two words "Qiyuan" carved on the gate, and then turned back to look at Chu Qinbai next to him. Chu

Qinbai also looked at the door, retracted his gaze and looked at Zhou Sheng again.

"Mr. Zhou, we've arrived at your mansion."

Zhou Sheng slightly widened his eyes, "Mine?"

"Yes." Chu Qinbai untied his belt, "This place is only in your name, let's go down and take a look?"

Zhou Sheng was full of shock and at a loss, and before he could wrap his mind around it, he followed Chu Qinbai out of the car.

Inside Qiyuan, the high-ceilinged foyer and continuous arched corridors, the pond garden, the stone road and the dwarf pine trees all complement each other. Compared with the exquisite and elegant similar buildings in the south, Qiyuan is more spacious and majestic, and the wind blows, full of vitality.

Zhou Sheng looked around, stood beside the grass path, retracted his gaze and looked at Chu Qinbai who was standing in front of him with his coat on his arm, and asked, "What does this mean?"

"Do you like it here?" Chu Qinbai just asked.

Zhou Sheng did not deny it, and nodded, "I like it, but..."

"Then from today on, this place officially belongs to you." Chu Qinbai interrupted him, took another step forward, took his hand and handed him a key.

The weight of the palm made Zhou Sheng suddenly realize that he was not joking.

Zhou Sheng came back to his senses, looked at the things in his hand and said, "Actually, it's not necessary. I can live anywhere with worse conditions."

"But I want you to live here."

Chu Qinbai reached out and pinched off the dead branches that had been stuck to Zhou Sheng's hair at some point, then looked down into his eyes. "I know you can live anywhere. You lived in Fucheng even though the conditions there were not good. Maybe you've lived in a train carriage, in the attic of a tailor shop, and in many places I can't even imagine, right? Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Sheng suddenly tensed up and looked up at Chu Qinbai.

The first reaction was that he knew.

How could he know?

"Zhou Sheng" was a rich second-generation, and Chu Qinbai would never say such words to "him". These words were clearly said to Zhou Sheng. That's right, who is Chu Qinbai? He was a person who was accustomed to intrigues in the workplace, and he had rejected him with a hint before.

He was not the kind of person who would easily let go after biting.

But Zhou Sheng still felt his body go cold.

He had kept it a secret until now, and he never thought that there would be a day when he would be exposed. Amnesia could no longer be used as an excuse, and he couldn't lie to Chu Qinbai.

His throat was dry and tight, and as if to confirm again, he asked softly: "What are you talking about?"

"Don't you understand?" Chu Qinbai's voice sounded much gentler than before, but he seemed to have made up his mind and had no intention of stopping. He continued to look at him, and his voice fell to the ground and said: "Or do you want to deny it? Zhou Sheng, at the end of 1945, the biggest bombing that Yucheng had ever encountered, remember?" With

a loud bang, explosions appeared in front of him one after another.

The crowd cried and screamed, the charred walls and the blood-stained soil formed the scene of the century's disaster.

The blood on Zhou Sheng's face faded bit by bit. He hadn't recalled that day for a long time. The familiar comrades around him died one after another, and they did not wait for good news.

The snow was too heavy, and it couldn't put out the fire in the city, and the light in the sky could not be seen.

Chu Qinbai saw his face change suddenly, and his heart tightened.

From the approximate time of death, Chu Qinbai could find the specific information related to that year, which was the bombing. According to what the professor said, combined with historical facts, asking this question was a test, but Zhou Sheng's reaction confirmed this guess.

Chu Qinbai couldn't say anything more, and went forward to hug him in his arms.

He turned his head and kissed Zhou Sheng's hair, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry."

Zhou Sheng's voice was a little vague because it was against Chu Qinbai's clothes, "What are you sorry for."

He didn't move, and there was no other reaction. He didn't refute, but it seemed to be tacit.

Chu Qinbai began to wonder if he was still too impatient.

Chu Qinbai touched Zhou Sheng's back and asked him, "Are you cold?"

"No." Zhou Sheng shook his head in a muffled voice. After a while, he asked in a daze, "What do you know?"

Chu Qinbai couldn't bear it anymore, but he knew he couldn't retreat at this moment.

He let go of him a little, took something out of his pocket, and put it in front of Zhou Sheng.

Zhou Sheng didn't reach out to take it.

He just tried to open his eyes and look at the tiny old photo in front of him.

Over the years, he had forgotten that there was such a photo.

Fan Xiuyun, wearing a cheongsam, smiled and said, "Shengsheng, please stand a little further. Your uncle doesn't come every year. We have to take a photo as a souvenir. Then let your uncle take it back. Your grandparents are worried about whether you have grown taller now."

Zhou Zhaotang was sitting on the stone table in the yard reading a newspaper.

He looked over when he heard the voice.

He said to Fan Xiuyun, "Don't give them orders, let them take the photos themselves."

Fan Zhongqing, who was much taller than him, put his arm around his shoulders, grinned, and said to the people who came to the photo studio opposite, "Just shoot like this, but make sure to take good-looking photos of me and Zhou Shengsheng." The people

in charge of cleaning the yard, as well as the aunt who was in charge of cooking at home and came out to watch the fun, all laughed.

The small branch that Zhou Sheng was waving in his hand fell down obediently.

Looking at the opposite side, a white light flashed, and the picture was frozen in the summer of 1923.

Zhou Sheng blinked his eyes and found that he could no longer see Chu Qinbai.

Seeing his panic expression, Chu Qinbai hardened his heart, "Because Fan Zhongqing is your uncle, you are so familiar with him, right? Can your father be called Zhou Zhaotang? Is your mother named Fan Xiuyun? They were all noble and knowledgeable people at that time, and you, Zhou Sheng, grew up with a bright future. You studied abroad and returned to China to overturn your father's case. You took over the Zhou family business and became the boss Zhou."

Chu Qinbai finished speaking and reached out to wipe Zhou Sheng's eyelids.

A tear fell.

The transparent water droplets made Chu Qinbai's heart tremble.

His voice became more and more hoarse, and he held Zhou Sheng's side face, as if he saw through him, and whispered: "Unfortunately, what happened later is not very clear. Zhou Sheng, you donated materials one after another, and mediated and facilitated things from affecting the current situation to fighting in the Chamber of Commerce. Why did you still go that way? Why did it come to this?"

He couldn't wait to see the dawn.

Zhou Sheng finally closed his eyes and couldn't hold back the remaining tears.

He choked and responded to him: "Because there is a need."

Is this the legacy of a family full of loyal bones?

He fulfilled the person who had traveled through centuries and stood in front of him.

Zhou Sheng admitted it, because need was his answer to all kinds of problems.

Chu Qinbai was heartbroken and stopped.

He reached out and hugged him again.

Zhou Sheng buried his head and did not move. After a while, he suddenly asked: "Brother Chu, are you not afraid? The person in front of you now, to put it bluntly, may not be considered a human being."

Chu Qinbai felt as if his heart was pierced.

He never knew that Zhou Sheng cared about this. The person who looked so determined, broke free from the sea of ​​blood and corpses, but still did not feel complete.

Chu Qinbai's eyes were red, and he rubbed Zhou Sheng's ears, "So, this is the reason why you rejected me at the beginning?"

Zhou Sheng: "Maybe one day, I will suddenly disappear."

"Shut up." Chu Qinbai gritted his teeth and said to the person: "Do you think I care whether you are a human or a ghost? You can only stay with me for the rest of your life and you can't go anywhere."

Zhou Sheng heard this, paused, and suddenly released all his strength.

The secret that was suddenly exposed was actually mostly shocking and numb. Although he planned to conceal it to the end, it seemed that Chu Qinbai was not surprised to discover all this.

On the day of the tomb-sweeping trip back, he took a step.

The unresolved feeling in his heart, now, has a feeling of falling back into his heart. People who have always believed in natural sciences do not find it absurd, and can also say cruel words that don't care whether it is a human or a ghost. What's more, you can't go anywhere.

This really sounds like something he can say.

The sudden truth made Chu Qinbai always feel like he was holding an illusion and couldn't get down to it.

While hugging the person, pinching the back of his neck, he said: "Starting today, move here."

"I..." Zhou Sheng still wanted to resist.

Chu Qinbai refused to let go and told him, "Although this place is large, it is less than half a mile away from Qiyuan, and there is a high-end villa complex, so it is not too quiet. Inviting guests to come, meeting and negotiating at work can all be chosen here. "

"What about you?" Zhou Sheng has not yet recovered from the shock just now, and asked the clearest question.

Chu Qinbai: "You can hide me here privately."

Zhou Sheng was in a state of confusion, unable to follow his train of thought, and he revealed a syllable of doubt.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Chu Qinbai sighed, "I originally wanted to ask for your opinion and return the residence to your memory, but after thinking about it, I don't want to. Master Zhou, I will give you a small gift. Qiyuan is my private residence for you. I hope you will settle down and make it your home from now on."