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Chapter 81:

Qiyuan, Fengqi Wutong Garden Qisheng, at this moment, Zhou Sheng truly understood Chu Qinbai's intention. In this world, Zhou Sheng could find familiar marks, either hidden in museums or carved into cold words on stone tablets. Chu Qinbai uncovered everything and personally handed him the bottom scroll to rewrite. Take

this as your home, no matter where you write, your heart will have a place to return.

Zhou Sheng held the key in his hand for a long time, unable to find a suitable word to say at the moment.

The thanks were too unfamiliar, and the words were too frivolous.

In the end, he could only turn it into a light question that sounded like suspicion, "Sir, are all of you in the entertainment industry as good at coaxing people as you are?" You don't feel it on weekdays, but at the critical moment, you poke people's vitals quickly and fiercely.

Chu Qinbai hugged the person and smiled, "That's not necessarily the case. After all, I haven't coaxed anyone else."

Zhou Sheng stepped back slightly, with a hint of red in the corners of his eyes, and then asked, "Didn't you also do that when you were filming?"

Chu Qinbai lowered his head slightly and looked at Zhou Sheng, "Do you know that there is an unwritten rule in the industry, that is, Chu Qinbai will not take pure love scenes." Chu Qinbai said and stroked Zhou Sheng's hair on his forehead, "But if the opponent is you, I might try for the Gold Award for Self-Acting."

Zhou Sheng raised his eyes and commented, "Not serious."

Chu Qinbai: "Then Mr. Zhou, are you willing to hide me in your house? Hiding a famous movie actor secretly, if people know about it, it will be a big news."

Zhou Sheng thought for a while, "install a wardrobe for you in the bedroom?"

"Are you having an affair?" Chu Qinbai touched his face solemnly, "What if your husband comes back and sees you and feels ashamed?"

Zhou Sheng: "...then just ignore him."

Chu Qinbai sighed and hugged him, "Didn't you realize that Mr. Zhou is quite playful and courageous?" After shocking

him, he was responsible for bringing him out of his emotions.

Chu Qinbai finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the man smiling with his eyes covered.

He knew that Zhou Sheng was not someone who would be easily defeated.

But more than 20 years of life experience, half of his life's concerns, all relatives and friends, were left in the long river of the old calendar. Whether he could keep the person, whether Zhou Sheng was willing to admit and accept it, was still unknown two minutes ago.

Fortunately, Zhou Sheng was originally a person who was not good at lying. The reason

why he concealed was that he was burdened with too much burden, and the truth was too illusory. Once the illusory bubble was punctured, he was a person who was more calm and determined than anyone else.

Half an hour later, Zhou Sheng sat on the stone steps of the arch bridge over the pond in the garden, with Chu Qinbai's coat, which cost him five figures, as a cushion.

The dusk still had a little color, enough for him to look carefully at the photo in his hand.

In addition to the photo of himself in his childhood and his uncle,

Chu Qinbai also brought back some other things.

It was the growth mark of a little girl.

In addition to the photo, there were some related information.

From a little girl with pigtails and a small foreign skirt, she grew up to be a graceful female college student. Her lover was her college classmate, a very handsome man. After graduation, they all stayed in school to work as teachers.

At the age of 25, the girl gave birth to her own child, a big fat boy with a round face.

She only had this one child in her life, but her family was happy.

At the age of 40, she became the head of the school grade. She dedicated her career to the country's education cause, published a number of papers and books at home and abroad, and the students she taught in all walks of life were full of admiration for this mentor. Teaching,

learning and solving problems are no worse than any man.

She retired smoothly when she reached an age, with gray hair and obvious wrinkles on her face.

When she passed away, it was a sunny afternoon, sitting on a recliner, her face delicate and peaceful. She held a snow-white Pomeranian named Taotao on her lap, which was her last memory of her already blurred family.

Zhou Sheng sat quietly with the photo in his hand for a long time without moving.

In the distance, Chu Qinbai kept his word and had some luggage moved in that evening.

Many people were busy coming in and out.

Chen Dengdeng took the list of items and found Chu Qinbai standing next to the pillar: "Brother Chu, see if there is anything missing."

Chu Qinbai brought the list over.

Chen Dengdeng kept looking at the arch bridge and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Zhou? I see he has been sitting there for a long time."

"Nothing." Chu Qinbai raised his head and glanced over, "Let him be alone for a while."

Chen Dengdeng nodded and hummed.

Chu Qinbai finished reading the list, handed it back, and said, "No problem. In addition, you can find a few people to be responsible for cleaning, and work here in the future. Remember to draw up a confidentiality agreement. The security here is better than that of Donghu. The kitchen is mainly managed by Mrs. Zhang. Zhou Sheng likes her cooking very much. I asked Xiyuan for a housekeeper. She is an old man who used to work in the Qin family. She is reliable. She will come tomorrow. You can ask someone to contact her."

"Chu, Brother Chu." Even the people from her maternal grandfather's family were transferred here. Chen Dengdeng was a little uneasy when she heard it. "You have arranged everything. You are so anxious to prepare. Isn't it a big thing to happen?"

Chu Qinbai glanced at him indifferently, "What big thing do you think it can be?"

Chen Dengdeng boldly tested: "Mr. Zhou wants a divorce?"

Chu Qinbai stared at her without saying anything.

Chen Dengdeng felt uneasy and muttered, "It's not my fault for talking nonsense. The garden will be registered in Mr. Zhou's name, and the nanny and driver will be arranged all at once." This is very much like divorce compensation after love, and it is still very generous.

Although Mr. Zhou doesn't seem to be someone who would want it at all.

Chu Qinbai lowered his head and signed the email on the tablet, then handed it to his assistant and said, "If you have nothing to do, help move the luggage."

Chen Dengdeng hurriedly took the things and said innocently, "I'm just a weak and pitiful assistant, how can I move it?"

As long as they are not divorced or separated, it is a good thing.

Chen Dengdeng went to see Mr. Zhou again.

No one approached the arch bridge, and he sat alone.

I have to admit that there seems to be no place more suitable for him than this Qiyuan. Compared to the day when the film and television city picked him up, he was standing alone on the corner of the street. Now he is also alone there, but without that frightening sense of solitude.

This thought scared her herself.

She wondered if she was overthinking it, and she didn't know where this strange feeling came from.

When Zhou Sheng felt Chu Qinbai approaching again.

He looked up and said seriously, "Thank you."

"When you come back, I think you might want to know." Chu Qinbai pointed to the stack of photos in his hand, "Li Xin shouldn't be her real name, right?"

Zhou Sheng hummed, "Her full name is Chu Yu, and her nickname is Jia Jia, which means everything goes well and everything goes well."

Chu Qinbai sat down next to him.

"Are you upset?"

Zhou Sheng looked over, "I'm happy."

The little girl that the whole family missed survived the troubled times, and lived a good and wonderful life.

This alone is enough to fill Zhou Sheng's heart.

Chu Qinbai reached out and took the photo from him, flipped through it for a while, and then asked, "Do you regret it? You didn't have the chance to meet each other."

Zhou Sheng shook his head, "If I have to say what I regret, it's probably that I don't want her to remember. It's good enough that she's living well. It's not good to go back and look for her with a little clue only to find nothing."

Chu Qinbai disagreed, "Without her going back to look for her, you wouldn't be able to find her, right?"

Zhou Sheng tilted his head, "It was you who found her, so I say, thank you."

He put the photo in his hand and all the information he brought back together.

Zhou Sheng said, "I want to go to Jicheng."

Chu Qinbai paused and nodded, "Okay, I'll make arrangements here and go with you in two days."

"I can go by myself."

Zhou Sheng rejected this proposal. Looking at Chu Qinbai's frown, he couldn't help but reach out to smooth it for him, and said, "You don't have to think too much. The little girl is the last thing my cousin cares about. Now that she has been found, no matter what, I want to go and see her in person. It can be regarded as an explanation. I will be back in one day at most."

Chu Qinbai looked straight at him, his eyes traced his eyebrows, and said, "Although the Buddha lamps in the temple can be worshipped all year round, the mountains are high and the roads are long. Qiyuan has set up a place as the Zhou family ancestral hall. You can mourn whoever you want in the future, okay?"

Since being brought here by Chu Qinbai.

Zhou Sheng has a lot of thoughts, and he may not have sorted out the clues until now.

Hearing this, he did not speak in time.

Chu Qinbai took it as a tacit agreement and asked again, "Where are your parents from? Would you like to move them all to Lancheng?"

Zhou Sheng had never thought about this before.

Because he is "Zhou Sheng", someone else's son, the only son of Zhou Zhaotang and Fan Xiuyun, who died in the winter of 1945.

He had never been very filial in his life, but at least he managed to send his parents back to their roots in the end. He personally carved the tombstone of the joint tomb. At that time, he was still Boss Zhou, and his tombstone was not as simple and sloppy as the one he later treated Shunzi.

But with his current appearance, he dared not to call himself the son of the Zhou family.

If he didn't dare, he could only not think about it.

He thought that inheriting the way of life taught by his parents and walking here were all he could do in his new life.

But he met Chu Qinbai.

He found him, caught him, gave him a garden as a private residence, and asked him to build the Zhou family ancestral hall as Zhou Sheng.

Chu Qinbai saw the red eyes of the person in front of him again.

Suddenly he was a little panicked and frowned: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Sheng shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "It's my fault that it fell into your hands, Chu Qinbai." He

used what he said to stop him. Chu Qinbai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What kind of words are you talking about." "

There's no need to move the graves. They like their hometown. We can repair it when the time comes." Zhou Sheng looked over and said, "Set up another tablet for Ms. Qin Ruo in the ancestral hall."

Chu Qinbai stared at him without saying anything.

Zhou Sheng: "There are not only people with the surname Zhou here, but also people with the surname Chu, but the Chu belongs to you, Chu Qinbai."

They sat on the steps of the arch bridge.

They didn't speak loudly, and no one knew what they said.

Just that scene was enough to make the staff passing by in the distance quietly look over here while moving things.

Chen Dengdeng couldn't move things and could only be a supervisor.

He caught another slacker and called him: "What are you looking at? Get to work!"

"Sister Dengdeng." The staff member laughed and said: "I have never seen Brother Chu speak so softly to others. No wonder he is so generous. If Mr. Zhou's identity is exposed, there will be a big uproar outside."

"You are itching for trouble, right? Do you want Brother Chu to cut you off?" Chen Dengdeng raised her hand and pretended to hit someone, "If you keep talking nonsense, Sister Fan will deduct all your salary. Do you believe it?"

"Why are you so fierce? It's just talk." The

noise over there made the garden more lively.

Zhou Sheng stayed in Qiyuan that night.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Chu Qinbai was called away by the company. Before leaving, he left Chen Dengdeng, Zhang Sao and others here.

Zhou Sheng went upstairs early.

I don't know if it was because the impact in the afternoon came too suddenly. After lying down for half an hour, his mind was full of things and he couldn't calm down.

He never forced himself to sleep, so he simply got up with his clothes on.

Seeing the lights on in the distance and no one on the asphalt road, he thought of Chu Qinbai again, wondering what he had to deal with at night.

On the other side, it was late at night in the police station.

Chu Qinbai sat in a chair with his legs crossed, looking coldly at the person sitting opposite him through the glass.

If anyone recognized him, they would find that the man in handcuffs opposite him was the man who slashed him in Jingshi.

This man had a scar on his cheekbone, which was left when he was subdued by the bodyguard last time.

At this time, he curled his lips at Chu Qinbai, raised his hand and made a scratching motion on his neck, and the handcuffs on his hands rattled.

Someone pushed the door in.

It was a policeman in his forties, surnamed Liu, who looked no stranger to Chu Qinbai.

He gave him a glass of water, then glanced across and said, "You told others that he was mentally ill. Although the assessment showed that his brain was normal, I think he was really crazy to want to get you."

"How long can he be locked up?" Chu Qinbai asked.

Police: "If the sentence is too heavy, it will be at least one year or more."

Chu Qinbai put down his legs and stared at the opposite side, "Does he have any other criminal records?"

"You know everything." Lao Liu handed him a document casually, "We have dealt with each other more than once or twice, so I won't hide it from you. This person is a frequent visitor to the prison. Simply put, he gets paid to do things."

Lao Liu simply dragged a stool and sat over.

Supporting his knees, he looked at Chu Qinbai, "Brother Chu, how many years have passed? I have known you since I was a trainee policeman. I followed your mother's case throughout the whole process. The forensic doctor and the police all determined that it was suicide. Didn't you also determine this result? You have made it to this position now, why are you still so crazy? That is, the police have been keeping an eye on those clubs in Lancheng for almost three years. There are deep waters behind them. Now you are being targeted. How big a trouble is this!"

"Chu Jianxiong may be a breakthrough." Chu Qinbai suddenly dropped a big bomb.

Old Liu was so shocked that he almost jumped up from the stool. He looked around and lowered his voice, "Your dad? You don't get along with your father, but there's no need to send him to jail. This is not a trivial matter!"

Chu Qinbai tilted his head, with no emotion in his eyes, "No need to act, his acting is too bad."

Old Liu was immediately embarrassed.

Chu Qinbai: "He was able to get into the entertainment industry because of Yao Zhongxian's brother, otherwise he wouldn't have met my mother by coincidence. This business is illegal and criminal, and the source of funds is the fastest. Haven't you been looking for someone to keep an eye on him in the past two years?"

Old Liu admitted it, but he didn't admit it.

In the end, he could only say awkwardly: "You are a direct relative, and I can't tell you too much."

Chu Qinbai naturally didn't need the police to tell him, and got up to leave.

Old Liu hurriedly asked, "Are you leaving now?"

Chu Qinbai: "If you don't leave, I'll leave you in jail overnight?"

Old Liu followed behind, and Chunchun reminded him, "You should pay attention to your safety. Are all those bodyguards just here for free? And you let someone cut you. By the way, I heard you got married? Who? Tell me a little bit. Hey, why are you leaving so fast?"

At the entrance of the police station, Chu Qinbai stepped into the car.

Lao Liu knocked on the car window and said earnestly: "I'm telling you seriously, pay attention, do you hear me?"

"Lao Liu." Chu Qinbai tilted his head.

Lao Liu: "What's the matter?"

"It's been more than ten years. Can you change your verbose habits?"

"You..."

Chu Qinbai started the car and looked outside, "In order to sign your broken report, you let me out in the middle of the night, this is the only time."

"It's a matter of life and death, you make it sound so light."

"I have a matter of life and death, too."

Lao Liu was stunned: "Do you really have something urgent?"

He left Zhou Sheng, who had just learned everything, in Qiyuan, like a rude invader, leaving a mess and then walking away.

Chu Qinbai casually handed over the file bag on the co-pilot's seat and said: "It's no secret that there has been a lot of movement in the North District recently. This interest center, the jackals are nothing more than the same group of people. You can change the direction of your investigation, maybe there will be new gains."

After that, he closed the car window, stepped on the accelerator and drove into the night.

Old Liu behind him looked puzzled.

He took the bag and untied the rope.

After pulling out the documents inside, he put them back in a flash.

He looked around and pulled out another document. He looked at it for two minutes, his face becoming more and more serious.

When he looked up at the road again, he could no longer see the exhaust of the car.

The things in his hand were too important.

They were related to clues of a major case that lasted for twenty years, and the relevant personnel were involved in the current situation in the North District. He had never expected Chu Qinbai to investigate so deeply, and he was even more puzzled why he was willing to hand over the things in his hand now.

North District, Officer Liu noticed the words on the document, and then thought again, what was the name of the most famous person in the North District now?

Yes, his name is Zhou Sheng, and he was said to be a very capable young man.

Chu Qinbai drove the car, and it took him less than half an hour to drive the car, which originally took forty minutes.

When the car entered Qiyuan, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Chu Qinbai got out of the car and closed the door, looking at his watch as he walked in.

Stepping onto the cobblestone road, he slowly stopped after less than two or three steps, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

The person sitting in the chair in the hallway was wearing an overcoat, shrouded in warm light.

He supported his head with one hand, half-closed his eyes, and his eyelashes cast a small shadow, as if he was asleep. A thick book was spread out on his knees, and he hadn't turned the page for a long time.

Chu Qinbai walked forward slowly.

As if he was afraid that the visit to the garden would be a nightmare, the person was sitting in the old calendar instead of in front of him.

Zhou Sheng had a short dream.

He dreamed that he was sitting on the second floor of the theater and listening to a song of the West Chamber. The seats below were full of guests, and it was a lively and prosperous scene. Someone excitedly threw gold and silver banknotes onto the stage, and Zhou Sheng asked the people around him to give money. In his dream, he vaguely remembered that the opera singer seemed to be quite famous.

What was his name?

He was thinking about it when he heard someone calling him from behind.

When he turned around, something cold was pressed against his forehead.

Zhou Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, stood up abruptly, and before he could move, he crashed into an embrace that was still cold.

Chu Qinbai hugged the man, frowned and stroked his back to comfort him, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Brother Chu?" Zhou Sheng suddenly came back to reality, confused and didn't know where he was. He leaned against the man, relaxed and shook his head, "Not really."

"Huh?"

"I also dreamed of giving someone money as a reward."

Chu Qinbai calmly picked up his coat and wrapped the man tightly, and asked him: "Who did you give the reward to?"

Zhou Sheng was in a daze: "A famous actor, I can't remember the name."

"You are capable, Mr. Zhou." Chu Qinbai simply picked up the man and hugged him sideways, lowered his head to feel the temperature of his cheek, walked in, and whispered: "You are having a good time in the middle of the night, do you want to be taught a lesson?"

Chapter 82

After Zhou Sheng was lifted up in the air, he was sobered up and put his hands around the back of the person's neck to find a sense of support. He ignored what Chu Qinbai said, and asked him, "What were you doing so late?"

Chu Qinbai looked down at him as he walked, "Then why don't you sleep so late at night?"

Zhou Sheng didn't have much ability to think seriously at this moment, so he was naturally diverted to the topic. He said, "I couldn't sleep, so I went downstairs to sit for a while."

"Not used to it?"

"Maybe."

Chu Qinbai stepped onto the stairs, and raised his eyebrows as if he was deliberately teasing him, "It seems that you are not waiting for me on purpose?"

Zhou Sheng was silent for two seconds, and then slowly admitted, "I guess so." "

What do you mean by I guess so?"

A certain gentleman, who really couldn't sleep at first, and was really waiting for someone after going downstairs, was a little helpless, "Brother Chu, don't be so petty."

Chu Qinbai laughed, lowered his head and bit Zhou Sheng's chin, forcing him to tremble and dodge, and asked, "What if I have to care?"

He is a person who knows how to avoid meaningless conversations, "Then I admit, I was waiting for you."

Chu Qinbai's hands were steady, and he easily took people to the second floor.

Because they moved here in a hurry, they only cleaned up one master bedroom on the second floor. Zhou Sheng closed the door when he went downstairs. When Chu Qinbai walked to the door with the person in his arms, he did not put him down. Instead, he lifted his foot to push the door open, walked in and put Zhou Sheng on the bed. The

dark silk bedding had long lost the residual warmth from Zhou Sheng's previous lying.

Chu Qinbai half-lay down with the force, and raised his hand to turn on the bedside lamp in the room.

The retro and minimalist table lamp brewed a hazy light. Chu Qinbai lowered his head and just saw Zhou Sheng's side face rubbing against the bed sheet with his eyes closed, looking defenseless.

Chu Qinbai asked in a low voice in this position: "Do you feel sleepy?"

"A little now." Zhou Sheng replied vaguely.

Chu Qinbai gently pulled the quilt over him and covered him, "Go to sleep, I'm going to take a shower."

"Yeah."

Zhou Sheng did not open his eyes. He could feel the movement of him leaving the bed, getting up and walking into the bathroom, and then he really blurred his consciousness in the unclear sound of water. As a result, just as I fell asleep, I found myself standing on a cliff somewhere, and I stepped on a stone and fell down.

I shuddered and woke up again.

Zhou Sheng sat up and touched the thin sweat on his forehead.

It was too easy to sweat. I had to change into pajamas every time I was frightened at night.

After stopping most of the western medicine, the symptoms of difficulty sleeping have improved greatly, and Shengchuan's Chinese medicine is effective, but every time I fall asleep tonight, it will not last more than five minutes. This feeling of accelerated heartbeat after waking up is a bit bad.

The sound of water in the bathroom continued.

Zhou Sheng sat up and listened for a while.

When Chu Qinbai came out, he deliberately moved lightly, but when he glanced at the bed, it was empty, as if the person was not there at all. My heart skipped a beat at that time.

The first reaction was that the person disappeared.

It is impossible for ordinary people, but for Zhou Sheng, anything can happen.

This kind of paranoia has been buried in my heart all the time since the moment I confirmed the truth in Jicheng.

Chu Qinbai used at least a dozen years of calmness to force himself not to react too much. Two seconds later, he took two steps forward and saw the person standing on the balcony.

At that moment, he didn't feel relieved.

Zhou Sheng heard the door of the balcony being pushed open. As soon as he turned around, he was circled and pressed against the railing. Zhou Sheng was stunned for a moment, looking at Chu Qinbai's dark eyes close at hand, and asked in confusion: "What's going on..."

Chu Qinbai said nothing, leaned over and kissed him.

First, they separated with a kiss, then they stepped back a little, and kissed again, kissing him again and again. Zhou Sheng retreated step by step, and was forced to lean back more and more, with his back against the railing, so he had to refuse: "Wait a minute." Chu

Qinbai obviously noticed his predicament, and his right hand went around his waist but did not leave the railing. He brought him closer, without giving him a chance to speak, and kissed him thoroughly. This time the kiss was deep and fierce, and this sudden strong desire almost made Zhou Sheng unable to resist.

He could feel the water from the other's hair dripping into his collar and sliding down his chest. He could feel his breath and the ambiguous sounds of the exchange. Zhou Sheng had to grab Chu Qinbai's other arm that was still on the railing, and was forced to look up, allowing the other to linger along his neck.

The loss of control was gradually spreading.

The cold wind couldn't blow away the heat from the body.

At this point, Zhou Sheng didn't actually resist this.

But being exposed on the balcony in the middle of the night, even at this time, there was no one else in the entire Qiyuan who would hang out outside, but it really challenged Zhou Sheng's self-moral constraints.

"Don't be here." Zhou Sheng panted and made a final struggle.

At the same time, he took the initiative to give up self-support, stretched out his hand to put on Chu Qinbai's neck, and got close, breathing disordered, "Go in."

At this time, Chu Qinbai stopped instead.

Zhou Sheng sensed that he was not in a good mood and asked him, "What's wrong? Did you have a problem taking a shower?"

Chu Qinbai hugged him, rubbed Zhou Sheng's face with his head, and asked him in a low voice, "Didn't you say you were going to sleep? Why did you come out? I thought you were gone."

So it was because of this?

Thought he was gone?

Zhou Sheng was a little embarrassed, but also a little apologetic and distressed.

He grabbed his hair at the back of his neck and said, "It's nothing, I just fell asleep and found myself falling off a cliff. I heard the elders in my family say that this is growing taller. Maybe I'm still growing?"

"Is it always like this before?" Chu Qinbai moved his body to the side to block the wind before asking him.

Zhou Sheng told the truth, "When I first came here, I dreamed about things in the past every day. But I have judged that I should not be suffering from post-war stress. After my body got better, the symptoms were indeed much lighter."

Chu Qinbai remembered that the books he kept at home were very diverse, including various professional books. He frowned fiercely and pinched his ear, "Your judgment is not accurate. I'll take you to the hospital next time."

Zhou Sheng knew clearly that he was fine, but since he was worried, Zhou Sheng did not refute.

"Okay." He said.

Chu Qinbai asked again: "Did you think of a lot of things in the past today?"

"It's inevitable." Zhou Sheng was afraid that Chu Qinbai would think that he was wrong to reveal the truth, so he continued: "But a lot of things I think of are childhood, which makes me very happy."

Chu Qinbai hummed and whispered: "The young master of the Zhou family must have grown up with a lot of pampering, right?"

"Not really." Zhou Sheng retorted: "My father is a strict father, and his requirements are quite high."

Chu Qinbai held his waist tightly: "Yes, otherwise there would be no Mr. Zhou today." Then he asked casually: "Then may I ask what your father-in-law wants for your husband?"

"Ah." This question is indeed a bit tricky, and Zhou Sheng really thought about it seriously, "If my father knew that I married a man, the only request might be to break your legs."

"So serious?"

"Yes." Zhou Sheng leaned against the man's ear and whispered, "But I will plead for you."

Chu Qinbai hugged him tighter, "Mr. Zhou likes me so much."

"Yes." Zhou Sheng unconsciously hooked his collar, "There are thousands of people who like Brother Chu, and being with you is definitely a blessing." Chu Qinbai

looked at him and finally said, "If you can't sleep in the future, don't go out at night to blow the cold wind."

"Maybe it's a new place, you need to adapt."

Chu Qinbai: "A new house needs a warm room."

"Heat room?" Zhou Sheng showed a little curiosity and asked, "How to warm it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Sheng was picked up by someone again.

After entering the bedroom and kicking the balcony door, Chu Qinbai pressed the man into the quilt, and there was no warmth when he just went upstairs. He

said in a deep voice: "Since you can't sleep, let's warm ourselves."

When the buttons fell one by one, Zhou Sheng knew what he meant by the so-called warm room. Chu Qinbai stared at Zhou Sheng's reaction at first, and when he saw that all his immaturity was exposed in the dim light at the head of the bed, he began to gradually lose control.

No matter how much you cherish it, you can't help but condone it.

Mr. Minguo was lying between the dark quilts, his posture upright and bouncing, with a kind of fragile, broken, helpless and beautiful beauty at the mercy of others.

The room heated up quickly.

Using only his hands, Zhou Sheng couldn't last more than two minutes at first.

Chu Qinbai pulled the sweaty man over and asked in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Zhou, in the more than 20 years of the Republic of China, have you really never been to a brothel?"

Zhou Sheng was still trembling, and he opened his eyes with difficulty, blushing.

"I have been there." He admitted, avoiding his gaze.

Chu Qinbai pulled the man back and opened the drawer, asking more and more brazenly: "Since you've been there? What have you seen? There must be a lot of heavily made-up girls. Have you seen the prostitutes? Have they ever touched you? How old were you when Mr. Zhou first ejaculated? Did you also feel vulgar with a red face?"

Zhou Sheng blushed and shuddered at the sudden cold touch, "Chu Qinbai, what is it?"

Chu Qinbai held the man to prevent him from hiding, and his movements became more and more brazen, pressing against his ear, "Oil, otherwise do you think you can bear it?" Zhou Sheng

still had the mind to think about this, turned around and saw the canned on the bedside table, and was shocked: "Where did it come from?"

"Of course it was prepared." Chu Qinbai put the man down and came close, "Now is not the time to care about this."

Zhou Sheng soon had no time to pay attention to other things.

The new headlight hanging from the ceiling of the room swayed all the way, and the shadows of the trees outside the window were swaying.

Zhou Sheng's thoughts were scattered and completely messed up.

He went into the bathroom halfway and returned to the bed.

Zhou Sheng remembered that he had begged for a detour.

The man who would not say he couldn't take it anymore even with a gun to his head and a knife to his waist was carried out. He couldn't speak a word in the bumpy ride, and said as if he was on the verge of collapse: "I really can't take it anymore." He hung on the man's neck and shouted again: "Brother Chu."

This earned him a more severe punishment

. Zhou Sheng obviously didn't understand that someone's heart, liver, spleen and lungs were soaked in the poison called "fear". The lust was full, and the emotions of the truth were suppressed for a few days. It was not a level that he could let go with a few words.

All the accumulated emotions burst out.

Zhou Sheng opened his mouth himself, but he couldn't control the degree.

That night, the deep black outside the window turned into a light gray white.

The shocking dream was completely gone.

On the first night in Qiyuan, there was only Chu Qinbai left in the dream.

Chapter 83

A night of passion. When Zhou Sheng woke up again, he found that the sky outside the window was still dark. For a moment, he could not tell what day it was. He raised his arm to cover his eyes, but it fell down limply in the middle of the process, and his body's perception was also restored.

The soreness and swelling were unbearable, and the aftereffects seemed to remain in the body's instincts. Every movement would make him numb from the tailbone to the spine.

The absurdity of last night emerged one by one.

Zhou Sheng closed his eyes awkwardly as if he was late to realize it, and his ears were burning.

There was a noise at the door of the room.

Zhou Sheng turned his head to look over, and the light leaking from the corridor hit his back. The big actor was dressed neatly again, wearing a handmade shirt, and looked like he had been out. At this moment, holding a tray, he saw him walk in with his eyes open and the door closed.

Chu Qinbai placed the tray at the bedside, turned on the light for him, and asked him, "When did you wake up?"

"Just now." Zhou Sheng opened his mouth and found that his voice was too hoarse to hear. Looking at the culprit in front of him, he asked again, "What time is it? It's still dark?"

Chu Qinbai simply sat at the bedside, picked him up, and let him lean against him.

He whispered, "It's not dark, it's dark again."

Zhou Sheng was a little unbelievable, "I slept all day?"

"Yeah, I'm weak and have a little fever, but it's not worse." Chu Qinbai touched his forehead with one hand and took the bowl next to him with the other hand, "I fed you medicine. Your stomach is probably empty now. Drink some porridge."

Zhou Sheng was stunned for a while.

He didn't know that he was fed medicine in the middle of the night. It wasn't

until the spoon touched his lips that Zhou Sheng looked up at Chu Qinbai, a little numb, "Now many people should know that I slept for a day." He remembered that his assistant and Zhang Sao lived in another building in Qiyuan last night.

"There will be many people in this Qiyuan in the future." Chu Qinbai said matter-of-factly, and reached out to pinch Zhou Sheng's face: "Mr. Zhou, you can't even let people know that you are married and have a sex life. You can't wipe your face, right? Open your mouth."

Zhou Sheng was forced to swallow a mouthful of porridge.

The warm and thick porridge, which was cooked just right, soothed the dryness of his throat very well.

He raised his eyelids listlessly and condemned, "That's not what I'm talking about. It's your excessive indulgence that has caused me to be unable to guarantee a normal biological clock ."

"Excessive?" Chu Qinbai fed him another spoonful. Seeing him swallow it, he couldn't help but touch his sliding Adam's apple with his thumb and whispered in a low voice: "That's for you, for me, it's normal time."

Zhou Sheng swallowed again because of his touch, glared at him, and then remembered that this man really didn't look tired until the end. After a pause of a few seconds, he could only say: "Don't exercise so often in the future."

Chu Qinbai said casually: "Isn't this request a bit unreasonable?"

"Not really." Zhou Sheng said.

Chu Qinbai laughed, and finally admitted that he had gone too far last night, saying, "Okay, be gentler next time."

After Zhou Sheng finished half a bowl of porridge, his stomach no longer felt empty, but he still had no energy.

Chu Qinbai put the bowl aside, wrapped him up in the quilt again, and asked, "Sleep a little longer?"

"Yeah." Zhou Sheng did not object.

As Chu Qinbai put the man down, he reached in along the quilt. As soon as he touched Zhou Sheng's waist, Zhou Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, held him down and said with difficulty, "No."

Chu Qinbai saw such a big reaction, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He reached out and took Zhou Sheng's hand away, and continued to reach in, moving down.

In Zhou Sheng's increasingly wide eyes, he whispered, "I put medicine on you, just to see, am I such a beast in your heart?" Zhou Sheng couldn't stand this kind of visit when he was too

awake. Although he did it in a ridiculous way last night, he couldn't help but turn his head and bury his face in the pillow. By the way, he did not forget to respond to him in a muffled voice, "Yes, a beast in human clothing."

Chu Qinbai held the softness of his hands, and Chi Bai took advantage of it, and agreed with peace of mind, "Mr. Zhou is right."

Before Zhou Sheng's face completely collapsed, he hugged him again.

Just after waking up, Zhou Sheng thought he might not be able to sleep.

In fact, he fell asleep again quickly.

So the first time he really met someone in Qiyuan was in the morning after another night.

Zhou Sheng recovered a lot, put on a casual home shirt, and met the housekeeper Uncle Pan in the outer hall.

Uncle Pan, as an old man of the Qin family for many years, has watched Chu Qinbai grow up beside Feng Caijiao. Now that he has entered Qiyuan, he is not arrogant to Zhou Sheng and respectfully calls him "Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Sheng sat down and said, "You are welcome. I am here to help. I haven't had time to thank you yet."

"Mr. Zhou, what are you talking about?" Uncle Pan smiled and said, "The old lady knows that you are very busy at work, so she specifically reminded you. She also said that most of Mr. Chu's daily trivial matters are taken care of by the team. It is unprecedented that he took the initiative to ask the old lady to return the person. Now that we are here, we will be people of Qiyuan in the future. Just tell me if you have anything."

Zhou Sheng has seen the fast-paced state of Chu Qinbai's team.

Suddenly seeing Uncle Pan like this, he suddenly felt like he had returned to the old times and was stunned for a moment.

Then he said, "Thank you for your concern. I have prepared some small gifts. I will trouble Uncle Pan to find someone to send them to Xiyuan."

Uncle Pan nodded, "Mr. Zhou is thoughtful. No wonder the old lady always praises the painting you left behind, saying that the painting is like the person. I will ask someone to do it right away."

Uncle Pan was not as silent as the average housekeeper, but Zhou Sheng felt a little embarrassed by his overly straightforward way of praising people.

Fortunately, he was indeed reliable, and he didn't have to worry about the rest.

So on the same day, he flew to Jicheng.

After landing, Xu Chao called first to report work.

Xu Chao was a little surprised by the airport broadcast and asked, "Brother Sheng, are you going out of town?"

"Yeah." Zhou Sheng walked out and said, "Take care of some family affairs."

"Family affairs?" Xu Chao considered the word.

No wonder he was so sensitive.

First of all, the company did not have any notice or arrangement for business trips, and secondly, Zhou Sheng had not entered the company's gate for two days, and all urgent documents were handled online. This is normal for an ordinary boss, but it is a little unusual for Zhou Sheng.

Now he heard Brother Sheng say that he had to deal with family affairs. Xu

Chao was afraid that he would get into trouble, so after hanging up the phone, he urgently searched for Chu Qinbai's latest schedule.

Don't mention it, it's true.

A live interview on the official movie channel.

The host smiled and said, "Brother Chu has had a connection with our channel since his debut in his first movie. Fans all know that the annual interview has almost become a routine. I thought today's interview would be canceled. It seems that it conflicts with your private schedule, Brother Chu, right? I'm so happy that you can come today."

Chu Qinbai sat on the white leather sofa in the opposite corner in a suit.

Nodding, he said, "Yes, but the private schedule has been cancelled."

The host collected the script and joked, "Then may I ask what kind of private schedule it is?"

Although Chu Qinbai smiled, he didn't speak at the first time.

After two seconds, he used words suitable for this occasion and said vaguely, "Maybe, it's a meeting of the century."

The host was surprised: "Meet-up?"

Chu Qinbai: "Don't get me wrong, it's not my meet-up. It's going to rain, something happened, or maybe the airplane food is not tasty enough. You can guess the reason yourself. Anyway, I'm here now."

The host knew that there was nothing to be found out from this topic, and finally said: "Is that so? Then I guess Brother Chu was stood up?" Then he laughed and said: "I remember Director Chen Musong once complained on our show that one winter in a foreign country, he asked you out for dinner, but because he overslept, you kicked him into the pool, right?" Chu Qinbai

folded his hands beside his knees, with a casual posture, "He spread rumors about you, right?"

Chu Qinbai obviously knows the way of interviewing. The topic has not been deep, but the atmosphere is relaxed and interesting.

After the beginning, he entered the topic of the interview.

It was just that the speed of the screen refresh in the live broadcast room was dazzling.

-Hahaha, Director Chen is really miserable.

-After years of love and hate, the fans are used to it.

-So is it true that he kicked someone into the pool?

——It's fake, it's been debunked long ago. Director Chen was just joking. He slipped and fell into it himself, so the host didn't do his homework well.

——It sounds a bit worse.

——I feel that this year's new host can't ask any in-depth questions, but his desire to dig out gossip is obvious. With his current status, he took this job more out of favor.

——So is it true that this year's interview almost didn't get recorded?

——This seems to be true. I have a college classmate who is interning in this channel. He was still crying to me two days ago, saying that his studio was negotiating to cancel it.

——It doesn't look like he was pushed here. What's wrong with his temper today?

——Indeed, he cleverly avoided the questions he didn't want to answer, and didn't say a word.

——This is not being stood up. I suspect he stewed the pigeon into soup and ate it with the skin and bones. He looks very human.

——Fuck, I thought it was wrong.

——Me too.

——Super manager, come out to work, I suspect someone is doing something pornographic in the live broadcast room!

Xu Chao watched for a few minutes and turned it off before the topic went completely off track.

There was no useful information.

Brother Sheng was out, and Brother Chu was still Brother Chu. Everything was fine, and they seemed to be completely unrelated. There was no problem.

He turned it off too early, so Xu Chao didn't see the next trend of the topic.

- Did anyone notice! Brother Chu's hand!

- What, what happened to his hand?

- It's a scratch, right? !

- It seems to be true! He has a cat at home?

- Can you make a bolder guess and don't always forget that he is a married man, okay?

- There is something fishy. There was a rumor before that he brought someone with him when he went to the awards ceremony in Beijing.

- It's over, my curiosity is aroused again.

- The host can't ask the key question.

- Stupid, official media, how could they talk about this!

After more than half an hour, the lights in the studio were turned off.

Work is over.

Chu Qinbai stood up and buttoned his clothes, regaining his stern demeanor. He took the coat handed over by the staff with one hand, turned his watch to check the time, and asked, "Has the person arrived yet?"

"Yes." The staff said, "Mr. Zhou specifically left a message to reassure you that he will be back in the evening."

Chu Qinbai walked out, "It would be great if he could really make me feel at ease."

"Then why don't you go with Mr. Zhou." The staff hurriedly followed, "Anyway, the original recording has been cancelled."

Chu Qinbai continued to walk forward without saying a word.

He knew very well that the reason he didn't go was naturally because someone's reasons were too high-sounding.

This trip was to put an end to his family's worries and regrets, to confirm, and to make an inevitable trip.

Chu Qinbai clearly remembered the temperature of his fingertips on his collar before he left, which contained the coldness of early winter. The look in her eyes was filled with tenderness and sincerity. While she was tidying him up, she called him, "Brother Chu."

Facing Chu Qinbai's unmoved gaze, she continued, "You want me to take my husband to meet my niece, not my parents. How inappropriate. Didn't you say that this is an official interview? It's better not to hurt our old relationship. Go ahead."

Chu Qinbai did not agree immediately and hugged him over. "Can I show it?"

"Of course I can."

After all, Zhou Sheng had learned some of the easiest techniques to deal with him. He reasoned, "But you're a junior, you still have to be polite."

Chu Qinbai whispered, "You're the only one who has so many problems with rules. You claim to be an elder, but you went to bed with me? I say, Mr. Zhou, are you taking advantage of me?"

Zhou Sheng suddenly raised his eyes, "Shut up."

"You're not allowed to talk about going to bed? Then what should I say?"

Zhou Sheng left with a slightly red face. He couldn't be so outspoken in broad daylight.

Chu Qinbai finally agreed to not go, not because he believed Zhou Sheng's talk, but because he knew that this trip was a memory that belonged to him and a return to the first half of his life.

Even if he was afraid that he would see his relatives go and never come back, he couldn't really stop him from going.

When Zhou Sheng stood in front of the tombstone.

The wind was a little cold.

On the hillside, there was a dry smell of dried platycodon in winter.

The photo on the tombstone was of an elegant old lady, and her childhood appearance could be vaguely seen between her eyebrows. Zhou Sheng reached out and brushed off the dust on it, and said with a smile: "I wonder if you still remember me? If you do, you will probably be shocked at my age now."

"Li Xin, Xiao Xin, I will call you that from now on. As for Chu Yu, we all hope that "she" can finally let go."

"If Sister knew that you are doing well, she would definitely be very pleased and happy."

"If you see them, please say hello for me, and say that I am not alone now, and I am doing well. His name is Chu Qinbai, who took the first step for me and was the one who led me here. I didn't bring him this time, which means I finally acknowledged myself. Come to think of it, if I really want to calculate it according to seniority, I really don't know how to call him."

Zhou Sheng smiled as he said this. The surroundings were very quiet, and the rustling sound caused by the wind seemed to be a response from the wind. Zhou Sheng

didn't say anything more.

In the past, I always felt that the past was like yesterday, but now when I recall it, it feels far away. So

far away that in the blink of an eye, it has been a long river of centuries. The little girl in my memory has really become the one in front of me, even the photo has white hair and wrinkles.

Zhou Sheng was standing here, but he didn't think too much.

He just thought that if there was reincarnation, all the people he had known would grow up under the blue sky and enjoy the prosperity together, then it would not be a regret.

Chu Qinbai had checked it clearly before, and he had arranged many procedures and connections. Zhou Sheng didn't even use a day for this trip. He

bought a first-class ticket for the return trip, and his seat was next to the aisle.

Zhou Sheng felt relieved as if he had unloaded something heavy, and when he returned to Lancheng, he actually had a sense of belonging.

He took out the magazine stored in the backrest of the front seat and flipped through it casually. Sitting next to him was a fat boss wearing a big gold chain, who had been sleeping all the way. He woke up when he landed and taxied. Just as he turned on his phone, a call came in.

"Hello!" The voice was surprisingly loud, "What did you say you wanted to buy for me? I can't hear you clearly, baby. I came to Lancheng on a business trip, not to play."

Zhou Sheng thought it was his daughter at first.

But the next sentence was: "Husband kiss... Buy it! I will definitely buy it!"

At this point, Zhou Sheng thought it was his wife at home.

Then, "Don't mention that yellow-faced woman. If it weren't for her family members who kept talking about the company's legal person, I would have divorced her long ago! Don't cry... I'm not lying to you, we have to divorce sooner or later, really, really, don't make a fuss." In

just a few minutes, Zhou Sheng was forced to listen to it next to him and frowned.

Then he found that the people in other seats were looking at this side with disgust and contempt in their eyes, and thought, as expected, normal people are still the majority, at least there are not many who are so self-righteous.

And the people around couldn't see the people inside, and most of their eyes fell on Zhou Sheng.

Zhou Sheng felt somewhat uncomfortable.

But the people inside didn't know how to restrain themselves. He didn't know what was said on the other end of the phone. The fat-headed boss continued, "Next week, at the latest, we'll leave..."

"Sir." Zhou Sheng finally closed the magazine and kindly reminded him, "Please keep your voice down when answering the phone, otherwise it will affect other passengers."

The other party glared at him and looked him up and down.

"Who are you? Do you want to mind your own business?"

Just as the announcement of getting off the plane was made, Zhou Sheng put the magazine back to its original place and stood up. "I just accidentally saw the documents sticking out of your briefcase. Are you here to attend the venture capital conference in Lancheng this time?"

The other party looked down and looked a little wary. "What do you want to say?"

"Based on my understanding of Mr. Zhao, the organizer of this event, the possibility of you getting investment is very small." Zhou Sheng ignored the other party's ugly face and continued, "It is recommended to buy a ticket for the return trip directly after landing. The waiting time is enough to visit the duty-free shop many times."

Perhaps this was not a good thing to say, and the person followed him all the way after getting off the plane.

He had to give an explanation, or he would say he was going to find the airport ground staff and arrest him for looking for trouble.

Zhou Sheng pretended not to hear.

He let the other party follow him and walked towards the exit.

After walking about fifty meters, two bodyguards came up to him.

"Mr. Zhou." They took Zhou Sheng's luggage by the way.

Zhou Sheng was not surprised. He said as he walked: "Let's go to the company first. I'll go back to get some important materials."

One of the bodyguards hesitated and said: "Brother Chu is in the parking lot."

Zhou Sheng was surprised, "When did he come?"

"He arrived an hour ago."

Zhou Sheng looked at the place where people came and went, and immediately changed direction. He walked a few steps, thought of something and turned back. He said to a fat man with a gold chain who had been stunned on the spot since the bodyguard appeared: "Sir, are you still following?"

The other party's face was a little green, and he looked at him with obvious fear, "Who are you? Do you know any inside information?"

Zhou Sheng was a little amused, "You can consider my suggestion, at least it can save time, but now, if you follow me again, you will really be in trouble. Don't follow me."

After saying that, he ignored him and turned around and left.

Chapter 84

It was dimly lit in the corner of the parking lot. Chu Qinbai stood outside, leaning against the half of the car body against the wall and lowering his head to light a cigarette. Xue Qi heard the sound of a lighter on the phone and said, "Brother Chu, smoke less. Didn't you hate the smell of cigarettes the most before?"

Chu Qinbai frowned and said, "Just occasionally."

Xue Qi knew a lot from his previous research, so he asked, "Did your previous trip to Jicheng go wrong?"

Chu Qinbai didn't say that it was because he hadn't seen him for a day. He shook off the ash and just said, "It's not because of this. Let's not talk about this. How is the person you were asked to watch?"

"Oh, this, there's nothing going on." Xue Qi said, "Old Mr. Chu has indeed contacted his old friends, but I haven't heard of any movement."

Chu Qinbai sneered, "Since they are being watched by the police, they naturally don't dare."

"Could it be that you, Brother Chu, revealed something to the police?" Xue Qi immediately said, "Old Liu in the police station is also a veteran. He pretends to be fine on the surface, but in fact, you can't get anything out of him." Chu

Qinbai: "With the intervention of the police, there is at least a deterrent. People like Yao Zhongxian will have scruples when doing things."

"Brother Chu, are you worried about President Zhou?" Xue Qi could see something. Brother Chu's marriage was not as bad as the outside world speculated. Moreover, Xue Qi had heard a lot about his marriage partner, President Zhou, recently, so he said, "I heard that the "Wangjiangcheng" plan has passed the final review, and with the identity of the specially appointed assistant manager of the General Administration, his position is more stable, but being too aggressive does make him more enemies."

Chu Qinbai said indifferently, "We are just getting started. Everything is difficult at the beginning. I can't do anything openly. In short, you should pay more attention and don't make any mistakes."

"Don't worry, Brother Chu." Xue Qi said, "They are all keeping an eye on it, and President Chu contacted me."

Chu Qinbai paused, "Why did my brother contact you?"

Xue Qi said carefully, "I feel that President Chu probably knows that nearly half of your hidden assets in the past few years were actually managed by me. At first I thought he wanted me to persuade you to humble yourself to your family, but he just gave me a few words of advice. He also said..."

"What else did he say?"

Xue Qi: "He also told you to be quieter next time you buy a garden. After all, you are a public figure. It will be troublesome if people suspect you and think that there is something wrong with your accounts."

Chu Qinbai: "You worry too much. Next time, just tell him that he will come to you when he goes bankrupt."

"It's not that easy to go bankrupt." Xue Qi muttered in a low voice.

Although everyone knows that Shengyu is undergoing a major purge recently.

Since he was almost run away last time, Chu Xuming, the successor, showed his vigorous and decisive side for the first time. Although the stock market is turbulent, those in the know still know some inside information. This is a father-son competition, what can outsiders say.

When Zhou Sheng approached the familiar car in the corner, he saw Chu Qinbai at a glance. The flickering sparks on his fingertips were clearer than his figure in the dark. Zhou Sheng recognized him at a glance even though he was dressed in ordinary clothes.

Zhou Sheng raised his hand to signal the bodyguards to stay where they were, and walked forward alone.

Hearing the noise, Chu Qinbai's dark eyes under the brim of his hat looked over. There seemed to be a two-second pause before he hung up the phone, saw the time on the screen and stood up, "You're nearly ten minutes late, are you in trouble?"

"Not really." Zhou Sheng shook his head, "I met a guy who schemed against his wife and kept a mistress with a clear conscience. He happened to be attending the venture capital meeting, so I persuaded him to go back." After Zhou Sheng finished speaking, he stepped forward, took the cigarette from his hand hanging by his side, raised his eyes and asked him, "Smoking?"

Chu Qinbai didn't answer, but corrected him, "Nowadays most people don't call her a mistress .

" "Then what do you call her?" Zhou Sheng took the cigarette, threw it on the ground, and crushed it with his foot, "The movie star is smoking at the airport, are you disgusted that you haven't been scolded enough?"

Chu Qinbai pulled the person closer, "No one has photographed him, and besides, nowadays people usually call her a mistress, second wife, or mistress?"

Zhou Sheng looked at the person so close, "Vulgar."

"I'm vulgar?" Chu Qinbai laughed, "But who exactly did you meet? Did you really persuade her to leave with just a few words?"

"That's definitely not okay." Zhou Sheng tugged at the buttons in front of him, "I just don't like it. It's really an insult to those diligent civilian entrepreneurs to attract investment from such a person."

Chu Qinbai lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "To confuse lifestyle with work, isn't that unlike you?" Zhou Sheng

tilted his head, "Mr. Chu, this is a moral issue. I don't deny that some people have bad character but good abilities. But if they can't even distinguish between the most basic shame and right and wrong in life, they are worse off than animals."

Chu Qinbai thought, Mr. Minguo is really interesting.

Sometimes he seems to be very strict in what he says and does, but his heart is like a mirror.

Especially since he clearly gives people the impression of being a person who doesn't meddle in other people's business, he would be indignant about such a small matter and even make a suggestion to send people home.

After knowing his origins, he feels a little cute no matter how you look at him.

Chu Qinbai calmly changed the subject and asked him, "How was your trip to Jicheng?"

Zhou Sheng could vaguely sense that Chu Qinbai was taboo about his trip, so he spoke without reservation, "Not bad, I met the professor you mentioned, but he didn't know my identity and thought I was also his mother's student, and specially gave me several of his mother's manuscripts. I also went to the grave to pay my respects and talked for a while." Chu Qinbai asked

him, "What did you say?"

"I told her I was married."

"Really?" Chu Qinbai raised his eyebrows, "Don't you feel embarrassed now? Also, aren't you afraid that she will complain to your parents?"

Zhou Sheng said seriously, "What do I have to be afraid of? Anyway, it's not me who is going to be settled."

"It's me." Chu Qinbai hugged him, "I wish they would come to me so that I can have a formal talk with them."

"Talk about what?"

"About you. Talk about your childhood, where you went to school, whether you were bullied, and whether you have ever liked anyone?"

Zhou Sheng was puzzled: "I can tell you all these."

"Mr. Zhou is good at whitewashing the truth. I want to hear more about you from other people."

That Zhou Sheng was probably one who could hold a pen at the age of one and write a poem at the age of three. He

chased horses and paraded in the streets at the age of eight or nine, and had the spirit of a young gentleman in his early ten years. He

was frustrated at the age of seventeen and traveled across the ocean.

When he returned to China, everything had changed.

He grew up overnight, from a young master to Boss Zhou, his ambition remained unchanged, and he finally appeared in front of him with a broken body after experiencing many frosts and cold dews.

Chu Qinbai looked at the people and whispered, "I want to tell them officially that I will take good care of you."

Zhou Sheng lowered his eyes and smiled very gently.

"Brother Chu."

"Hmm?"

"I think you'd better not stand outside. You don't look safe."

Zhou Sheng didn't say this casually.

After all, several people happened to come over not far away and were all looking over here.

It's not that he recognized Chu Qinbai directly. After all, the light in the place where they were was indeed dark. The reason why he was attracted was because of the two bodyguards who stood a few meters away with their hands behind their backs and legs apart.

Zhou Sheng could vaguely hear what others were saying.

"It's so scary. The bodyguard looks so difficult to deal with."

"Is there a big shot?"

"Didn't I hear that there are celebrities landing at the airport today?"

"Must it be a celebrity? Besides, some 18th-tier celebrities now hire a lot of bodyguards to improve their status, but there are only two or three people picking them up at the airport, which is not embarrassing enough."

"Forget it, forget it, stop looking, let's go."

Zhou Sheng asked, "What is status?"

"Don't be so curious about everything." Chu Qinbai covered the man's mouth with his backhand, opened the car door, and locked the man in the car.

On the way, Chu Qinbai was about to turn the car around when he learned that Zhou Sheng was going to the company to pick up documents, but suddenly received a call.

"Who is it?" Zhou Sheng asked.

Chu Qinbai hung up the phone and said, "It's okay, a few friends are getting together and asked me to go. Yes, they also called you."

Zhou Sheng heard it and said, "Call me?"

"You have met some of them, Chen Musong, Pan Tiantian and the others."

Zhou Sheng couldn't help but recall that time.

At that time, he was visited by "Zhou Sheng's" gang of bad friends and had to go.

It happened that he met Chu Qinbai in the store of Queen Qu.

Zhou Sheng rarely dealt with the entertainment industry on weekdays. Even though Chu Qinbai had been in the industry for more than ten years, this industry hardly intersected with Zhou Sheng's daily life. He was in contact with some corporate personnel, including big bosses with a net worth of hundreds of millions and ordinary people who were barely able to survive with debts.

But Zhou Sheng remembered that they were no longer in the same relationship as at the beginning.

It seemed that he didn't need to refuse his friend's invitation.

Zhou Sheng: "Then let's go together."

"You want to go?" Chu Qinbai was surprised, "What about the materials?"

Zhou Sheng took out the communication, "Just ask someone to help get them, they don't need them tonight anyway."

Chu Qinbai looked at him for a while. He

gave up steering and reminded: "Their game may be a bit out of line for you, um... do you really want to go?"

Zhou Sheng's current identity has seen all kinds of games, and he didn't care, "How out of line can it be."

In fact, it was completely different from what Zhou Sheng thought, the out of line of the decadent and glamorous life. Zhou Sheng looked at the place called Shenhua Entertainment City in front of him, and next to it was a place featuring "Green Ivy Escape Room", "Here?"

"Yes, it's opened by someone in the circle, and it's well kept secret."

Zhou Sheng wasn't asking about that.

He thought it was either a meal or a drink, and he had even thought about places like clubs and bars, but he didn't expect it to be for fun?

Chu Qinbai led his people in, and in Zhou Sheng's opinion, the group of people inside were unexpectedly boiling. It was a place for pure fun, but Lu Ming, Chen Musong, Qu Ruyi and others were unexpectedly there.

"Brother Chu, you, who you can't call out for a thousand years, actually came?"

"You also brought Mr. Zhou, it's not easy."

"Mr. Zhou, come on, come on, come and sit down."

Chu Qinbai publicly admitted in front of the media that he was married, and people in the know now saw Zhou Sheng as one of their own. They

didn't see any strangeness or politeness.

Zhou Sheng sat down and smiled, "He didn't like to go out before?"

"More than that." Pan Tiantian came over with a plate of grapes. She was a little star in the film and television industry and the most talkative one. She ate from the plate and said, "He is the one who hates to attend parties the most. He thinks it's childish to come to places like this."

"Pan Tiantian, eat less." Lu Ming complained beside him, "You keep saying you want to lose weight, but you don't know to put the plate on the table."

"What do you care!"

Lu Ming was next to Zhou Sheng.

He took a cup and poured him a drink.

"Thank you." Zhou Sheng moved the cup over, propped his elbow on his knee, looked around, and said, "Mr. Lu seems to be very familiar with this kind of place."

"I work in the entertainment industry, how can I not be familiar with it?" Lu Ming pointed at Chu Qinbai who was talking to others over there with the bottle, and said, "Only your family doesn't like to participate actively or passively. Last year, I played with the artist for three days to get a film and television project for him. Can you believe it? I almost sent him away that time."

Zhou Sheng laughed and nodded, "That's quite capable."

Lu Ming clinked his head with him, "So, Brother Chu has the capital to be proud. Although I am a boss, I have to worry about the artists and employees everywhere, and I have to work like a cow and a horse."

Zhou Sheng vaguely felt that he was explaining Chu Qinbai's departure from Shengkai.

Although he didn't know why he was talking to himself.

Zhou Sheng cooperated, "Yes, it's not easy for everyone."

"Zhou Sheng." Lu Ming paused, then said, "I apologize for my attitude towards you in the cinema before. I was prejudiced."

Zhou Sheng smiled, "Don't take this to heart."

Pan Tiantian came over, "What are you talking about? The newly launched horror theme, do you dare to try it?"

"Why not." Lu Ming took the card and turned to Zhou Sheng and asked, "Go together?"

This group of people, regardless of age, are really childish in this kind of place.

In addition, with Lu Ming here, Zhou Sheng has no chance to refuse at all.

Looking at Zhou Sheng being taken away, Chu Qinbai leaned against the table and didn't follow.

Chen Musong stretched out his hand and waved in front of him, then looked over, "That's enough. You came but didn't leave. You wouldn't specially bring your busy Mr. Zhou to experience life, right?"

Chu Qinbai retracted his gaze, "You didn't go either?"

"What am I going to do? Let's go, play billiards?"

Chu Qinbai did not deny it and stood up.

Chen Musong said as he walked, "But I said, those people are crazy and never stop. When I saw Zhou Sheng, I felt that he should be the quiet person sitting in the study. You put him in the middle, aren't you afraid that he will be led astray?"

Chu Qinbai: "Take him to see more things that children play with, change his mood."

Chen Musong looked at him speechlessly, "Psycho."

In the horror house, Zhou Sheng looked at the girl who was holding his hand tightly and said, "They are all fake."

"You are too brave." Pan Tiantian grabbed him like grabbing driftwood, her eyes were nervous, and she muttered, "Mr. Zhou, you and I are the only ones locked up here, please be kind. When you go out, don't tell Brother Chu that I touched you, I'm afraid he will kill me." Zhou Sheng

was silent, and finally had to say helplessly, "He won't."

Since he was here, Zhou Sheng didn't resist.

It was not difficult for him to sort out the logic, decipher, and know the rules. His sociability always changed with the people he came into contact with.

In the end, everyone clamored to follow him.

From the horror chamber, to the video game console, to shooting, etc.

After the whole process, everyone else was very excited.

Zhou Sheng couldn't be that exaggerated, but he felt that he was somewhat infected by the atmosphere, and was a little out of breath at the end. He went to wash his hands, walked behind, and when he came out, he just saw the billiard hall. Zhou Sheng had never touched billiards before, he only saw Chu Qinbai bending over, and just when he hit a shot, cheers came from the side.

When he stood up, a young boy came close, and he didn't know who brought him. He said something, and his eyes were full of admiration and love that could not be concealed.

Chu Qinbai wiped the club head with something and glanced over.

It's not strange for someone to get close to him in this kind of game.

Zhou Sheng has seen it more than once, but now he feels a little indescribable. If he has to say it, he will start to notice such small details.

Before he could figure it out, Chu Qinbai found him.

He waved for him to come over.

"Win or lose?" Zhou Sheng asked as he approached.

Chu Qinbai glanced at the table and asked him, "Want to try?" Zhou

Sheng shook his head, "I don't know how."

"Teach you."

Chu Qinbai stuffed the club into his hand and bent down according to the posture he taught.

Chu Qinbai leaned over, his posture made it look like he was half hugged, and he heard him ask in his ear, "I heard that Mr. Zhou won all the intelligence tests, but lost all the sports tests?"

Zhou Sheng tilted his head, "You are the one who knows more."

Chu Qinbai laughed, "Are you still angry? You can't play golf and you can't learn billiards? It's okay, I'll let you win this time."

Chu Qinbai pressed his hand and hit a shot, and the ball went into the hole smoothly.

Zhou Sheng heard the cheers and was stunned for a moment, as if he really hit it himself.

Chu Qinbai stood up and said, "I won."

He turned around and reached out to brush Zhou Sheng's wet hair, and asked him, "Did you have fun?"

Zhou Sheng noticed the young boy standing next to him with a changed face, and glanced at Chu Qinbai, "I guess you should have had a lot of fun."

Chu Qinbai was unusually sharp, and then he looked over and laughed.

Zhou Sheng: "What are you laughing at?"

Chu Qinbai explained, "He is Qu Ruyi's younger brother, only seventeen years old."

Zhou Sheng frowned, "High school student?"

"Yeah." Chu Qinbai grabbed the man, "Mr. Zhou, don't you want to educate others?"

Zhou Sheng raised his eyes, "Am I that boring? I can educate you."

Chu Qinbai half sat on the stage and raised his eyebrows, "Educate me?"

In the same industry, people around them will not deliberately pay attention to what they are saying. Some people are calling others to open another table, some are discussing what to eat, and some are just chatting. The lights are swaying slowly around, and the song is very soothing at the moment.

Zhou Sheng: "I'm teaching you not to lead a bad kid, and you're still in school."

Chu Qinbai dragged him between his legs.

Zhou Sheng was forced to lean forward, with his hands on his sides.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Sheng looked up in shock.

Chu Qinbai lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "But, what can I do? I just want to teach the best kid bad things."

Chapter 85

The most obedient one in Chu Qinbai's words actually only refers to the aspects of eating, drinking and entertainment that he is not good at, or in other words, those few special features are only exposed in front of Chu Qinbai. When it comes to Zhou Sheng's own field, he has nothing to do with this word. On

Monday morning, he came out with his people after the meeting. He

happened to run into the people from Project Group 2.

"Mr. Zhou." Others greeted him.

Zhou Sheng's eyes swept over Zhou Song, who was standing at the back with his head down, handed the information in his hand to the secretary, and said to Zhou Song: "Come to my office."

Two minutes later, Zhou Song walked in under the curious eyes of many people.

"Brother." Zhou Song called out, and when Zhou Sheng stared at him, he paused and changed his words: "Boss Zhou."

Zhou Sheng stood behind the desk, tidying up the documents on the desk, and asked casually: "I heard from the current leader of Project 2 that you want to participate in the latest project with Ningxi?"

Zhou Song was stunned for a while, depressed, "If not, I..."

"I didn't say you can't." Zhou Sheng interrupted him.

The person opposite was obviously not expecting it, and looked up at him in shock.

Zhou Sheng looked at him and said lightly: "I have seen your performance during this period, not bad, at least you have endured the fact that you were demoted, and you didn't do anything out of line because of the discussion of your colleagues." At this moment

, Zhou Song couldn't figure out whether he was mocking him or really thought he was not bad.

Zhou Song was in a better state than when he was just released from prison.

It is true that he was under great psychological pressure during this period, especially when he returned to the company, he found that Zhou Sheng was no longer the person he used to be, who he could find a few gangsters and teach them a lesson at will. Especially his mother Shu Meili, every time she hinted that he should work harder, please his father, and snatch the company, he saw more and more clearly the gap between them, and even saw his own naivety and stupidity in the past.

He just didn't want to admit it.

But the Zhou family today is no longer the era of Zhou Qicong, and there is no room for him, the second son, to run rampant. He even knew that Zhou Sheng had an agreement with his father, which was about his inheritance time and share. One of the requirements was that the company would consider giving him a fixed dividend every year

only when he could really stand on his own. In his view, this was tantamount to a humiliation, and a very embarrassing humiliation.

Under such anger, he developed one of the few ambitions for career.

But every time he stood in front of Zhou Sheng, the self-abasement of being inferior to him would still unconsciously show. He relied on his salary to survive, hating and fearing him at the same time, which made him have an extremely complicated feeling towards Zhou Sheng.

Especially when he heard Zhou Sheng say that he was doing well.

Unable to suppress the rebellious anger, he sneered, "My participation in the project does not mean that I am willing to listen to your command."

Zhou Sheng glanced at him in silence, "With your current position, I can't command you."

Zhou Song was almost angry to the point of spitting blood.

"Zhou Sheng." He began to call him by his name, "I have never understood that you don't have to agree to come to the company with me, and you don't have to listen to your father's request. The company is already in your hands, and you have the final say on what to do. Why?"

This giant baby mama's boy finally seemed to be a little sober.

Zhou Sheng did not directly avoid the question, but answered him as he did last time, "Because your last name is Zhou."

"Surname Zhou?" Zhou Song seemed to have heard a joke, "Do you want to tell me that you really regard me as your brother?"

"That's not the case." If Zhou Sheng really wanted to anger someone, he could use the calmest words, like a knife, to stab the other person without hesitation. He continued to sort out the documents in his hand, "Your last name is Zhou, and it is an indisputable fact that you are the son of the Zhou family, but that's all."

Having the same name and surname may also be the opportunity for Zhou Sheng to come here.

Today's Zhou family is more of a responsibility for Zhou Sheng.

He couldn't give natural emotions to his responsibilities, so he could only expand his sense of responsibility.

He couldn't tell the Zhou family about his true origins, which was unfair in itself, but the current Zhou Group was related to the lives and future of thousands of employees, and he couldn't abandon it, or really hand it over to Zhou Song, his real son.

So as long as Zhou Song was really motivated and didn't do anything that was detrimental to the company, Zhou Sheng could make appropriate concessions.

Zhou Song had no way to deal with Zhou Sheng's attitude. He

could only stare blankly.

Finally, he hesitated and asked a question that he might have been holding back in his heart for a long time: "Why did you suddenly become so powerful?"

Zhou Sheng glanced at him, "Because I'm not "Zhou Sheng", I'm from the Republic of China."

Zhou Song stared, "... Zhou Sheng, you are sick, don't say it if you don't want to, you don't know if you are tired of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger for so many years!" Zhou Sheng

was calm in his heart.

He even had the mood to think, see, this is the reaction of a normal person.

People like Chu Qinbai who are too smart and dare to investigate are really outliers.

When Zhou Sheng thought of this, Zhou Song really mentioned him.

When mentioning Chu Qinbai, he didn't call him by his name. "Dad said that the daughter of my aunt's family wants to be a star, so he asked me to ask Brother Chu if he could help take care of her."

Zhou Sheng: "No."

Zhou Song: "...You didn't even ask!"

Zhou Sheng has never been very clear about the relationship between Zhou's collateral relatives.

He is now in charge of Zhou's company and has other developments, so it's no surprise that these rumors have been spread. During this period, Zhou Sheng even learned from Tang Mi more than once or twice that at least five or six waves of people claiming to be relatives of the Zhou family have come to the door.

Most of them are for borrowing money and wanting to smooth relations through the back door.

Such phenomena exist in every era.

Zhou Sheng has always seen it as very ordinary.

But this is the first time that someone has come to Chu Qinbai.

And it was through Zhou Qinong, which shows that this relative must be a real relative.

Since the last time he went to the Zhou family's villa for dinner with him, Zhou Qinong no longer said that he would take the initiative to divorce if he couldn't stand it. He is very satisfied with Chu Qinbai, and he doesn't know what made him happy.

Facing Zhou Song's doubts, Zhou Sheng looked at him calmly, "There's no need to ask him, I won't agree."

"Why do you disagree for him?"

"Because I'm the one he's getting married to." Zhou Sheng frowned: "What do you think?"

Zhou Song looked at Zhou Sheng seriously. He

immediately became timid.

Even in his opinion, this marriage was not established from the beginning to the end. In the past, he thought that Chu Qinbai, who was at the top of the entertainment industry, could never look down on his gangster brother. Now he thinks that Zhou Sheng is so strong and terrible! Which man can stand him! Chu Qinbai is even less likely to stand it.

From this idea, he barely found a little balance.

Zhou Song thought he had grasped the key and put on a kind look, "Of course I have no objection, I just think you are not the same kind of people at all." In Zhou Sheng's cold and dark eyes, those who were slightly suspected of relapsing immediately said: "Forget it if you don't help ask, I told Dad it's impossible. Do you really think that anyone can be a star? It's faster to dream."

The complaints in these words are much more real.

Zhou Sheng glanced at him and said, "If you have nothing to do, go out. I will talk to your supervisor about the project."

He sent Zhou Song away.

Zhou Sheng received new news from the Economic Development Management Office.

"Mr. Zhou, we are also very helpless. In the past two days, many links have been the same as agreed, and various problems have arisen at the same time. If this continues, it will be a big trouble."

Seven or eight leaders came out of the office building of the Management Office with Zhou Sheng.

As he walked, he said, "The personnel structure of Lancheng is the most complex, and it involves a wide range of people. Often, one move can affect the whole body. For example, the land in Shangnan District was originally the old site of Yaojiaxiang. I heard that there was a commotion last night, and it almost went to the police station."

Zhou Sheng frowned, "Yao Zhongxian again?"

The person who walked to his left nodded, "If they can't swallow this breath, they will definitely make trouble."

Zhou Sheng walked in front, "Are they also responsible for the other places?"

"That's not the case." The person just now continued, "If it were all their work, it would be easier to deal with it. Now we are short of manpower, so let's ask Mr. Zhou to discuss it and see if there are other solutions."

Zhou Sheng's intuition that there is a pusher behind it came again.

He thought about it and said, "These things happened in two days in a row, it must not be a real coincidence. This matter must be solved fundamentally."

Zhou Sheng hasn't been back to Qiyuan for three or four days.

It's not that he doesn't want to go back. He

really can't get away.

He goes back and forth between his company and the office of the management bureau, and his sleeping time is not fixed.

Occasionally, she would contact Chu Qinbai, but it was always during her free time.

Seeing that she had just sent the investor out, Fan Xuan pushed open the glass door and looked at the person sitting behind the desk and said, "What's going on? I haven't accepted any recent filming work for you, and you're still working so late in the office every day. Are you trying to get your investment company listed?"

Chu Qinbai threw the documents on the table and raised his eyes, "Weren't you the one who said I wouldn't come every day before?"

"But you're so hot and cold, like an irresponsible scumbag."

Fan Xuan dragged a stool and sat down across the table, summing up, "There are generally only two situations when a married man doesn't go home, either they have a quarrel or the relationship is gone."

Chu Qinbai folded his hands and said lightly, "You ignored the third one."

"What?"

"I'm really busy."

Chu Qinbai pinched his eyebrows as he spoke. He went home late, but someone else is different now, and simply didn't go home all night.

Fan Xuan laughed mercilessly, "Hey, seriously. If ordinary people marry you, the great actor Chu, they will feel insecure and follow you every day. I have to remind you, why are there so many marriage problems in this industry? Isn't it because they often don't see each other? Your boss Zhou is so busy, tsk, you have to keep a close eye on him."

Chu Qinbai was impatient, "You still have time to worry about others. Didn't Liang Bin come to pick you up today?"

"You don't need to chase me away." Fan Xuan immediately took her bag and stood up, "I'm leaving now. By the way, there are still some terms to discuss for the cooperation with Wuyang. I'll send you a message later."

This situation of not meeting each other continued until noon the next day.

The building where Chu Qinbai's studio is located has very strict security, originally to prevent extreme fans or reporters from coming to the door.

As a result, today, the security guard looked at the person in front of him.

For a moment, he was not sure of the other party's identity, "Hello, sir, do you have an appointment?"

This was the first time Zhou Sheng came to his studio.

Originally, he had just finished the things at hand and thought he had time, so he came directly. How could he have an appointment?

"It's okay, I'll call." Zhou Sheng said.

Before Zhou Sheng made the call, a surprised voice came from behind him, "Mr. Zhou?!"

It happened to be his assistant Chen Dengdeng.

Chen Dengdeng walked over in disbelief, "Mr. Zhou, is it really you? I thought I saw it wrong just now."

Zhou Sheng looked at the bags in her hands, "Did you go shopping? Give it to me, I'll help you."

"No, no, no, I can carry it myself."

Chen Dengdeng immediately took several steps back. In Zhou Sheng's eyes, she took small steps forward, signaled the security guard to open the door, and walked Zhou Sheng in, saying, "This is lunch ordered for the company. Brother Chu is treating. I only have a few here, and other stores will deliver it."

"Does he often treat us to dinner?" Zhou Sheng stepped into the elevator, and the gentleman held the elevator door for him, and asked, "Which floor?"

Chen Dengdeng told him the floor and answered him, "Yes, Brother Chu is the boss."

After that, she looked at Zhou Sheng quietly.

Seeing that he came alone, he asked quietly: "Mr. Zhou, does Brother Chu know that you are here today?"

"I don't know." Zhou Sheng smiled and said: "By the way, will I disturb your work if I come here rashly like this?"

"How could it be!" Chen Dengdeng immediately said, "Everyone in the studio knows you, Mr. Zhou, but you have never been to the studio before. Besides, I understand that you want to give Brother Chu a surprise."

Is this a surprise?

Zhou Sheng didn't have any special ideas to create any surprises. He

came here more because he stopped what he was doing and realized that the cold mobile phone could not comfort his longing. Even if he could hear the voice, he still had the urge to meet him impatiently.

So he simply asked all the secretaries and assistants to go back to the company, and asked the driver to drive the car here in the middle of the day.

Chu Qinbai's studio is not a small workshop.

Although he has not signed other artists, the team is quite mature and all departments are complete.

Although everyone knows the existence of Zhou Sheng, not everyone has seen him.

At this moment, seeing Chen Dengdeng coming out of the elevator with a very elegant young man, everyone stretched their necks to look at the route they were on.

Zhou Sheng couldn't greet other people rashly.

He called Chen Dengdeng, "Give me his portion, I'll take it to him."

"Okay, okay." Chen Dengdeng was eager to take the largest portion from the lunch box and handed it to him.

Zhou Sheng went in the direction she pointed.

The crowd behind him suddenly exploded.

"Dengdeng, that was... Mr. Zhou, right?"

"Fuck, the photo is already very good, but is he like this in person?"

"Yes, there is a big difference, the dynamic temperament is amazing."

"Brother Chu has been coming to the office every day these days, and I was so scared that I dared not to slack off. Do you think that when Mr. Zhou comes, Brother Chu will not turn into a devil boss?"

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou, for saving my life."

"Thank you very much."

"Then order another cup of milk tea, Brother Chu should not come out."

"If you can't control yourself, you can't control yourself. When did the company say that you are not allowed to drink milk tea?"

Zhou Sheng blocked the voice behind him.

He bypassed the large area, turned two corners, and stood at the door of that office. There was no title sign outside the door, and the double doors had a heavy metal feel with lead-gray material.

Zhou Sheng raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Two seconds later, he heard a voice: "Come in."

When Zhou Sheng pushed open the door, Chu Qinbai was busy. He didn't look up and said directly: "Just put the things on the table."

Zhou Sheng walked forward and put the bag next to him.

Chu Qinbai looked up unhappily, his eyes fixed.

Zhou Sheng: "It's time to eat."

"You..." Chu Qinbai was obviously shocked and hadn't thought of what to say. He paused for two seconds, got up and walked out, "Why are you here?"

Zhou Sheng turned around and leaned against the table, "Come to see what you are busy with."

Chu Qinbai clicked his tongue and lowered his head to rub his chin with the tip of his nose, "You remembered me after you're done with your work?"

Zhou Sheng whispered: "I was thinking about you before I was done with my work."

Mr. Zhou, who is good at saying sweet words, is killing me.

Chu Qinbai had a pen that was originally clamped on his fingertips, and with a light thud, it was dropped on the table.

He brushed away the pile of documents, hugged the person and pressed on him, "It's not enough to just say it. I have to check if you are really thinking about me."

Chapter 86

Zhou Sheng leaned his lower back against the edge of the table, and supported himself with his backhand. In the process, he touched the documents that had been pushed to the edge, and they all fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Zhou Sheng was silent for a moment.

He glanced at the door in panic, then retracted his gaze to Chu Qinbai, "Someone will come in later."

"No one is so blind."

The next second, knock, knock.

Zhou Sheng: "..."

Chu Qinbai: "..."

Zhou Sheng looked at the face in front of him that suddenly turned dark, and felt a little funny. He pushed the person away and stood up.

Chu Qinbai had to let go of the person, and said coldly, "Come in."

Chen Dengdeng pushed the door open carefully.

Seeing the stacks of documents spread out or messy on the ground, and then looking at the two people who were also standing in front of the table and looking at her, her head was suddenly confused, and she felt that her death was really coming.

But what can she do, she is a qualified assistant. He

had no choice but to bite the bullet. "Brother Chu, Mr. Huang from Tiansheng Entertainment is here again. He wants to talk to you about investment in person."

Chu Qinbai frowned, "Say I..."

"Wait." Zhou Sheng stopped him from refusing. He knew that Chen Dengdeng was not the kind of person who would find Chu Qinbai for everything. Since she came to inform him, it proved to be necessary. Zhou Sheng said, "You go and do your work. I'll be there for a while."

Chu Qinbai paused for two seconds and asked him, "Do you have anything else to do in the afternoon?"

"Nothing." Zhou Sheng said.

Chu Qinbai took the lunch box he had just brought in and put it in front of him. "Then eat something first." Seeing that there was a faint dark blue under his eyes, he guessed that he probably didn't get much rest in the past two days, and pointed to a partition door next to him and said, "That's a lounge. If you are sleepy, go in and take a nap. I'll be back soon."

Zhou Sheng nodded and watched him take his coat and walk out.

After the door closed, the office soon became quiet.

Zhou Sheng had actually eaten lunch before coming here, and he looked at the lunch box in front of him but didn't open it.

He bent down and picked up the documents that fell on the ground one by one, and then sorted them out. He found that the things he usually had to deal with were not easier than managing a business, and all kinds of documents needed to be signed.

Halfway through picking up, Zhou Sheng was attracted by the contents of the paper that fell out of one of the folders.

It was not that he intended to spy, but it was because the authorization content on it was too conspicuous.

In the past two days, Zhou Sheng and his team have been dealing with the most difficult Shangnan District. After digging deep and investigating, more and more problems have been exposed. Even though he had already vaguely realized that Chu Qinbai's father Chu Jianxiong might be involved, Zhou Sheng didn't think of telling him at this time.

It's not precautionary, nor is it scruple.

On the contrary, it's because of some worry.

The relationship between the father and son of the Chu family is in dire straits. The recent affairs of Chu Jianxiong and his eldest son Chu Xuming are all news that are talked about in financial reports.

And Chu Qinbai, because he is a public figure.

Who wouldn't be curious about the fight between the rich father and son, and the fight between brothers.

With his status, any slight disturbance can affect the stock market fluctuations, not to mention that the outside world does not care whether he is fighting for property or really drawing a line with the Chu family.

Most people just want to satisfy their own curiosity.

At this moment, Zhou Sheng is holding the authorization content signed by Chu Qinbai, which is enough to prove that he knows a lot. In fact, he has been paying attention to Chu Jianxiong's every move for a long time.

It is not unusual to monitor his father like this.

At this moment, Zhou Sheng finally had to admit that compared with his acting experience and countless successes that can be found out at a glance, he did not fully understand Chu Qinbai's past.

Zhou Sheng frowned at the things in his hand.

After putting it back in the folder, he searched the Internet content according to the relevant news about the father and son.

There is not much information.

Most of them are in the past two years.

It is rumored that the change of Shengyu is the result of Chu Qinbai's manipulation behind the scenes. There is not much professional analysis content, and more of it is mixed with the kind of teasing speculation in the entertainment industry.

Until Zhou Sheng continued to turn down many pages.

I saw a related content titled "Revealing the bizarre childhood experience of a certain movie star".

Zhou Sheng clicked on it involuntarily.

It was also a forum-like content, and it was already a year ago.

It was not a popular post. The owner of the post did not have a nickname, only letters and a string of numbers. It

was written at the beginning.

——I will not mention the name, those who understand will understand, and it will be 404 if you include the name. There are only a few people in China who can achieve the level of movie stars. If you don't know who I am talking about, then I can only say that you are too young.

——Everyone knows that once this person becomes famous, his ancestors will be eager to dig you out. Some people are smart and know how to cover it up, while others can't cover it up, which only shows that their strength is not strong enough.

——The person I want to talk about today can only be said to be cruel enough.

——How cruel is he? His black material is flying all over the sky as if it is invisible, but the content he wants to hide from others can be cleared from the entire network. It is really completely wiped out, the kind of clean that cannot be searched. Just imagine how much financial resources and power are spent behind this. There

are not many replies, only a few scattered ones.

"The OP has been talking for a long time but still can't get to the point. The liar is just trying to attract attention ."

"I think I vaguely know who the OP is talking about." "If it is the one I guessed, I also want to say that it is really awesome to ban it to this extent." The OP continued. ——"The wife died mysteriously in the bathtub late at night, and the husband may have committed the crime" When it comes to this, although it is a long time ago, there should still be people who know it. The Internet was not as developed as it is now, and I was young at that time, but I still remember it. The young son witnessed the scene of his mother's death and always claimed that it was a homicide. After a lot of investigation, the police finally determined that it was suicide. ——Do you think it ends here? No. ——Two months later, the police rescued the young son who was almost beaten to death in the basement of the house. The perpetrator happened to be the child's biological father. According to reports, it was the nanny at home who called the police, and the nanny also died two years later. ——Also, this father had close contacts with a big man involved in the underworld many years ago. ——Does it sound scary? I can only say that the recent news of the change of the top leader of a certain group just proves the saying that it's not that there is no retribution, it's just that the time has not come. The replies here gradually began to differ. "The original poster has revealed too much information. Those who have tasted the melon can only say that they advise to delete it." "I also know roughly, please don't be too obvious, okay?" "Can you guys just use the real name, this is not friendly to those of us who know nothing, do you know?" "Don't ask, I really can't say." "Respect the deceased, it is indeed suicide, and the person also has fans, now just a collective commemoration every year. My brother doesn't want anyone to disturb her at all, can some boring people please stop posting randomly!"

"Although I don't know who it's talking about, if the content of the post is true, I can only say that those who can accomplish things are not ordinary people. If it were me, I would have a mental illness if I didn't go crazy."

"Fuck, who is it talking about? Can someone who knows me give me a hint?"

...

Zhou Sheng read almost a page of replies.

Ms. Qin Ruo passed away early. The Qin family kept old photos of her when she was young. Zhou Sheng also said that she would prepare a tablet for her in Qiyuan.

Zhou Sheng never asked in depth.

He could vaguely feel that it was a place that Chu Qinbai didn't want to mention, and it was his taboo. But suddenly seeing a little bit of the truth from the Internet was the possibility he least wanted to see.

Zhou Sheng stood by the window for a long time.

He didn't even notice when Chu Qinbai came back.

Chu Qinbai threw away his coat, tugged at the tie at his collar, looked at the unopened lunch box, and frowned slightly.

Knocked lightly on the table.

Someone finally came back to his senses and turned his head.

"What are you thinking about?" Chu Qinbai asked.

Zhou Sheng looked at the person standing across the table and said slowly, "I'm wondering what you were like when you were a kid."

Chu Qinbai was a little surprised by this question.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "It must be different from you."

"How is it different?" Zhou Sheng asked.

Chu Qinbai thought about it, walked around and said, "Many people were afraid of me when I was a kid."

"Huh?" "

For example, I would throw bugs into the collar of my deskmate." Chu Qinbai really grabbed Zhou Sheng's neck and pinched him so hard that he looked up. Then he continued, "For example, I loved fighting, skipping classes to surf the Internet, drinking, racing, etc. I was a typical bad student."

Although it was completely different from what Zhou Sheng asked.

But Zhou Sheng couldn't help but think of the first movie he had seen.

The image of that boy was unconsciously combined with the image of himself in his mouth.

Zhou Sheng smiled, "Bad students are usually more popular with girls."

"They are also popular with boys." The great actor Chu is now approaching 30, and he still doesn't know how to write the word "modest". He looked at him and said, "If you want to go to school with me, you might like me too."

"Narcissistic." Zhou Sheng glanced over, "I'm a three-good student."

Chu Qinbai: "I specialize in three-good students." Zhou Sheng was

convinced .

Turned around and took a step closer.

Slightly raised his eyes and asked again: "Then you have done so many bad things, have you ever had a premature love?"

Chu Qinbai lowered his eyes, "Do you mind?"

Zhou Sheng didn't mind.

He just felt that if he really met the teenage boy Chu Qinbai in school and witnessed him at that time, the experience should not be bad.

Zhou Sheng shook his head, "A little regretful."

"What's the regret?" Chu Qinbai said indifferently, "If you really meet me at that time, I would probably scold you badly, and I really didn't have a premature love, I have never been in love."

Zhou Sheng only cared about the first half, "How badly did he scold you?"

"So bad that you, a gentleman from the Republic of China, would lament that the quality and character of modern students are so poor, worry about the future of the country, and wish you had never been here."

Zhou Sheng laughed at what he said, and said, "No."

"Really?" Chu Qinbai asked.

Zhou Sheng looked at him and said seriously, "I probably would think that young people nowadays are so individual and look pretty good."

Chu Qinbai sighed, "You are particularly good at talking today."

"That's because I learned it from Brother Chu."

This back and forth made Chu Qinbai feel itchy. This was

the first time that a certain Mr. Zhou took the initiative to come to his house, saying that he missed him and regretted not knowing him earlier.

He dragged a chair and simply pulled the person over to sit on him.

The last time was in a hospital in Beijing.

Zhou Sheng was not panicked this time, and Chu Qinbai was not injured. Zhou Sheng was pulled over and sat down peacefully.

He even liked this condescending angle, which was enough for him to see the eyes in front of him closely, and to be able to lower his head and ask him calmly: "Why are you investigating your father?"

This topic came a little suddenly.

Chu Qinbai was stunned, guessing that he saw something in the file, and said calmly: "It's not normal to investigate him. Didn't you see what happened to Sheng Yu a few days ago? He doesn't have any concept of inheritance in his mind. His son is just a dog he raised."

Zhou Sheng found it difficult to understand people like Chu Jianxiong.

It was impossible to understand, let alone empathize.

Father, grandfather, husband, any identity was not qualified.

Zhou Sheng's hand stroked the hair on the back of his head from time to time. After thinking for a while, he decided to ask him directly: "Is it because of your mother?"

"Huh?" Chu Qinbai pulled himself away from the harassment and raised his eyes, "Are you reading the messy news on the Internet again?"

Zhou Sheng looked at him, "Yeah, so it's true that you were locked up for two months?"

Chu Qinbai didn't expect that he knew this. Facing his question, he was very calm, "Yes."

Zhou Sheng frowned deeply and felt very angry.

There was an indescribable heartache mixed in the anger.

His hands weaved through the dense hair and grasped the roots of Chu Qinbai's hair. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Chu Qinbai sensed his emotions and smiled, "Actually, it's nothing. Chu Jianxiong won't really kill anyone. He just vents his anger."

Zhou Sheng got even angrier when he heard this, and frowned fiercely, "Because you suspect your mother's death is not normal?"

"She committed suicide due to depression." Chu Qinbai hugged her and said, "The culprit of her depression is Chu Jianxiong, which is no different from murder. And Yao Zhongxian's eldest brother was arrested and shot for being involved in gangs. In fact, their main business was organizing prostitution."

Zhou Sheng shuddered.

He thought of an absurd possibility and stared, "Your mother, and now Bai Zhi, won't they..."

"No." Chu Qinbai touched his vest soothingly, "A man like Chu Jianxiong, do you think he can tolerate a woman he has touched doing this? He will only harm other women. The root cause of my mother's depression was that she discovered his secret, and she was an insider, and there were girls around her who were persecuted, and she blamed herself for it."

Capital controls the entertainment industry.

It's not like Zhou Sheng had not heard all kinds of gossip at the dinner party.

But when it actually happened around him, in today's society, it was still creepy enough to hear.

Zhou Sheng suddenly thought of something, stared at him and asked: "This is what you said about being injured in Beijing and touching some high-voltage wires, right?"

At this point, with Zhou Sheng's brain, it was almost impossible to hide it.

Chu Qinbai did not deny it.

Zhou Sheng stood up immediately, "Call the police."

"Hey, Mr. Zhou." Chu Qinbai didn't know whether to laugh or cry and pulled him back, "The police are investigating. Chu Jianxiong only touched the edge at the beginning, and he stopped in time, so he was not caught."

Zhou Sheng looked at him, "So you are investigating him not only because of this, right?"

Without waiting for Chu Qinbai to speak, Zhou Sheng said for him, "Chu Jianxiong has a close relationship with those people like Yao Zhongxian, and now they have interfered in the North District. From an old case many years ago to the collusion today, you are investigating him purely for me."

Chu Qinbai leaned back in his chair, "Mr. Zhou's reasoning ability is good."

"This does not require reasoning." Zhou Sheng became serious, holding Chu Qinbai's collar with both hands, staring at him: "From today on, stop it, do you hear me?"

Chu Qinbai touched Zhou Sheng's waist from his coat, "Are you worried about me?"

"Nonsense." Zhou Sheng tried to make things clear with him, "The North District is under the unified investigation and management of the Administration. They will find a way to solve any problem. If they can't handle it, they will hand it over to Beijing City. If Beijing City can't handle it, they will continue to report it. You shouldn't get involved in these things."

Chu Qinbai's hand lingered at his waist, and slowly pulled out the hem of Zhou Sheng's clothes.

In a light tone: "Whether something happens in the North District or not is of course none of my business, I only care about you."

Zhou Sheng frowned: "I can..."

The next second, Zhou Sheng froze.

He suddenly bent over, his head resting on Chu Qinbai's shoulder, biting a layer of clothes, and his voice changed: "Take your hand out."

"Where to take it?" Chu Qinbai smiled, tilted his head and rubbed his ear, "It's not easy to come here, you only want to talk to me about business? From the illusory student days, even Chu Jianxiong is more important than me?"

After the words fell, Zhou Sheng grabbed his arm again.

Speechless.

Zhou Sheng really felt crazy.

Behind him was a very high-rise floor-to-ceiling window, facing the open sky and floating clouds. He was dressed neatly, but in fact, the covered parts were all messy.

Zhou Sheng's eyes turned red, and he tilted his head, "Stop talking nonsense. When did I say your father was important?"

"Tsk." Chu Qinbai became more and more demanding, as if dissatisfied, "Can you not mention this person?"

Zhou Sheng took a deep breath, "It was obviously you who mentioned it first."

Chu Qinbai did not give him the opportunity to continue the topic.

Zhou Sheng had just learned about his experience, and all his heartache, anger, and regret were intertwined.

Zhou Sheng compromised quickly. He

could not help but let himself be dominated.

He even felt ridiculous, but he could not help but fall into this cage of desire. Food, sex, and nature are also human nature. When he encountered it, it was just like this.

He even had time to tilt his head and couldn't resist the hasty reminder, "Door."

"Locked." Chu Qinbai responded hoarsely.

After all, it was impossible for Zhou Sheng to do the whole thing in the office.

Chu Qinbai pulled out his hand, hugged the man, and rolled him into the rest room next to him, and then he hastily solved it for him.

After the first time, he endured it for a few days.

Zhou Sheng didn't last too long.

Chu Qinbai broke out in a sweat, but his behavior was more like a sleep aid, helping Zhou Sheng to quickly fall asleep after a few busy days.

Zhou's overtime work was over in the evening.

The subordinates yawned and left work, and discussed where Mr. Zhou had been busy.

Zhou Sheng had just woken up on the bed in the lounge.

The airtight curtains were drawn, and no light could leak out.

He actually slept here until the night.

The body that had vented before going to bed felt refreshed and soft. He just woke up and was still a little confused. He stared at the ceiling for a long time before getting up and pushing open the door of the lounge.

It was almost twelve o'clock.

Everyone in the studio had left, and only scattered lights were still on in the distant building.

Zhou Sheng was wearing a coat and went out to see people working under the desk lamp.

Chu Qinbai didn't know when he put on a pair of exquisite thin-rimmed glasses on his nose, and curled his elbows. Under the light, he looked like a temperament that blended carelessness and calmness just right.

Chu Qinbai happened to look up and said, "You're awake. Do you want something to drink?"

"Water." Zhou Sheng said.

Chu Qinbai walked out from behind the table, took a cup to the water dispenser, and handed it to him.

The huge office did not seem as empty as it did during the day. It was dark at night, and everything was shrouded in silence. Zhou Sheng's fingertips touched the other person, and he thought about what his hand had done in the afternoon. He

slightly tilted his eyes, drank a sip of water to cover it up, and asked him again: "You are still working at this time, aren't you sleepy?"

"I'm fine." Chu Qinbai replied, took the cup he had finished drinking, and walked back to the table. Zhou

Sheng followed him, stood behind and took a look, all of which were data analysis charts.

Chu Qinbai put down the cup and turned around, "Are you staying here tonight? It's a bit late to go back now."

"I don't have any objection." Zhou Sheng said.

After saying this, there was some silence in the air. Zhou

Sheng felt somewhat embarrassed when he thought about his behavior of sleeping alone in the afternoon. He said, "In the afternoon..."

Chu Qinbai glanced at him and deliberately said, "What happened in the afternoon?"

"I didn't mean it either." Zhou Sheng simply said it.

Chu Qinbai laughed, "I know, but I didn't expect you to care so much." He pushed the man closer and whispered, "Since you feel sorry, are you going to compensate me?"

Zhou Sheng also whispered, "You need it? How to compensate?"

The ambiguity fermented in the air bit by bit.

If someone dares to ask, naturally someone will dare to take action.

This time, he was not afraid of the sound of the documents swept to the ground, and he was not worried about whether someone would knock on the office door.

Chu Qinbai put the person on the table.

Bathed in the white moonlight, he got his compensation thoroughly.

The suppressed panting, from nothing to the uncontrollable debauchery, the hot air in the air conditioner accelerated the temperature in the air, brought out the dripping sweat, and soaked the missed folders and the matte black desk.

Zhou Sheng completely realized that what happened in the afternoon was completely child's play.

On the way, he broke a cup and hit the humidifier at his feet. From the table to the sofa, Zhou Sheng felt that he was sinking into the soft leather. Only the sound of friction with his body and his roar of collapse were left, which was a signal that he had completely collapsed.

Being brought to the French window again, Zhou Sheng obviously couldn't stand it.

The extreme of modern people's desire for love completely broke his shallow cognition. Thus, he found out what the careless Chu Qinbai looked like.

The air became more and more viscous, penetrating into every pore.

It always felt like a century later. Zhou Sheng grabbed the person's arm with his backhand, and when his head was against the glass wall, he could see their reflected entangled postures and the undulating muscles on Chu Qinbai's body. Through a picture that was enough to make people blush, he found that the gg wall of the opposite building was still pasted with his huge gg promotional poster.

It was an endorsement of a world-class famous car.

No matter how hard Zhou Sheng tried, he couldn't see the license plate name clearly, and even Chu Qinbai on it kept shaking.

He couldn't stand up, and the sound he made was like crying.

It was him in front, and it was him in the back.

But it was useless to find anyone.

The person who should have been standing in the GG sign, on the movie screen, in the lens of countless spotlights. At this moment, he was right behind him, pulling him up from the last support, licking his earlobe, and asking him countless times: "Hmm? What did you say? I can't hear you clearly."

Zhou Sheng's voice was almost gone, fragile, "I said, no more."

"Okay, no more." He finally agreed.

While agreeing to him, his hand reached forward.

Zhou Sheng leaned his head on his shoulder, cried out loudly, and his neck stretched out an extreme arc as if on the verge of collapse. Suddenly, the glass in front of him was soaked. He collapsed completely, but his body couldn't help but tremble. The

physical strength after resting for an afternoon was not enough for him to toss.

Chu Qinbai finally showed mercy and picked him up, stepped across the office floor that was like a whirlwind, and took Zhou Sheng away from the glass window that he probably didn't want to see again in his life.

Hiding his face inside, Zhou Sheng seemed unable to bear the embarrassment and said in a trance, "I want to go back to the Republic of China."

"No, you don't." Chu Qinbai refused to admit that he was overindulgent, and comforted him with his face, "There have been many strange and clever tricks since ancient times. This is nothing. Mr. Zhou, practice your thick skin."

Chapter 87

The night of indulgence in Chu Qinbai's studio made Zhou Sheng feel uncomfortable for a long time. Sometimes he would wonder how he cleaned up his office in the end? Did he ask his assistant to help him change the humidifier and other items or did he do it himself? Did other people notice anything?

Fortunately, it turned out that most of them were just psychological effects.

Everything around was normal.

Time blinked into December.

Everything in the Qiyuan was back on track.

Uncle Pan led people to clean the yard early in the morning. Zhou Sheng was on the second floor. He opened the window and saw a thin layer of white frost on the lawn and dwarf pine below. The wind was a bit bone-chilling.

"Mr. Zhou." Mrs. Zhang was passing by with a plate in her hand. When she looked up and saw him, she immediately said, "It's going to be very cold today. It's almost zero degrees. You'd better not get caught in the wind."

Zhou Sheng held the window with his hand and smiled, "It's okay. It's just for a while."

Uncle Pan looked up with a new tool for sweeping fallen leaves and said with Mrs. Zhang's disapproval, "Mr. Chu is not here because he's filming. If you get sick at home, I'm afraid he will have to fly back immediately."

Mrs. Zhang immediately said, "That's right. The old lady called and asked about it last night. She asked you to stay in Xiyuan for two days. The people there are more attentive to your daily life."

Zhou Sheng was somewhat helpless.

Chu Qinbai took a guest role in Chen Musong's movie because of friendship. He is now in the movie studio.

Zhou Sheng had a low fever two days ago, probably because of the temperature difference. Chu Qinbai accidentally heard him cough twice in the video.

Zhou Sheng didn't know what he had told others.

Anyway, he felt that he had recently entered a state where he didn't have to do anything himself. He didn't need to walk when going out, and he didn't need chopsticks to eat. A certain big movie star was not at home, but he made everyone around him nervous.

Zhou Sheng went downstairs to have a simple breakfast and change clothes.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Secretary Tang Mi brought people to the door on time.

There were people sent from Beijing, including important members from the management office, sitting around in the reception room.

Someone looked around and said with a smile: "Boss Zhou's residence is really nice."

"I'm sorry to make you laugh." Zhou Sheng poured tea, and his movements were neither hurried nor slow. He said: "My family bought it. I am not as familiar with the real estate in Lancheng as Boss Ma of Hengyuan."

Others laughed.

"Mr. Zhou is too modest. I've heard that Mr. Zhou is married, but we've never met him." Someone looked over curiously, "Is he not at home today?"

Zhou Sheng smiled faintly, "Indeed, he's on a business trip."

He took a sip from the teacup and changed the subject, "And he's not very interested in these shoddy work and forced sales."

The topic was successfully changed.

Someone followed up, "Speaking of which, these phenomena have decreased a lot recently."

"Of course, thanks to Mr. Zhou's plan."

"It is expected that in about a year, many traditional manufacturing companies will be stationed in the entire Shangyuan Park. By then, a large amount of funds will flow back. Mr. Zhou is an expert in this area, and he has to guide us more."

These people are all key figures in the future situation of the North District.

Zhou Sheng didn't care whether he was intentionally or unintentionally selected to become the most conspicuous one.

Faced with such words, his eyebrows didn't move.

After two seconds, he said, "Competitors headed by companies like Xinyuan, especially those who gain benefits through improper means and seek huge profits, are the most important targets for attack before the New Year."

Someone hesitated, "Many of them are also old companies. Although their behavior is not decent, there is really no way to deal with them. We can't hold on to this little profit in front of us, right?"

Someone suggested, "If there is really no other way, can't we make appropriate concessions?"

"No."

Zhou Sheng frowned and objected, "The little profit in front of us is not called profit. To put it nicely, it is called grabbing the big and letting go of the small. Once this gap is torn, the dissatisfaction of enterprises will only increase, which is directly related to the support plan for next year."

Zhou Sheng is considered very young among these people.

Zhou Sheng's position is not in the middle, but almost everyone's implicit meaning is to see the direction of the wind on his side. If

he opposes, naturally there will be constant similar voices.

After all, who doesn't know Zhou Sheng in the North District now?

Although he did not monopolize the production industry of the entire district, he became famous in one fell swoop by relying on joint promotion.

He is the core figure of Jingkai and an investor appointed by the higher-ups.

Logically, most people would not care about the open and secret struggles at this point. Many people have shirked their responsibilities. It is rare to see someone like him who is involved in everything and in control.

Some people are puzzled and think that it is not a good deal to do big things and be constrained by such insidious tricks.

Among those present is an insider named Wang. After

thinking about it, he hinted, "Mr. Zhou, we have been exploring the clues behind for so long, but the results have not been obvious. The relationship here is like a big network, and some things can be forgotten if you close your eyes."

Zhou Sheng gently put the teacup in his hand on the table.

The crisp sound was not very obvious, but it was enough to shut up everyone who wanted to speak.

Zhou Sheng's voice was not serious, and he was even calm.

"This is not something that can be ignored. You have been rooted in Lancheng for many years. You must know better than me how Xin Yuan and the dozens of small businesses behind him were built." Zhou Sheng placed his elbow on the edge of the table next to him, and rubbed his thumb and index finger slightly, with a little carelessness, "Everyone understands, right?"

If there are people who have known Zhou Sheng from the beginning.

Seeing his current expression, they will find that he has learned a little bit of Chu Qinbai.

Zhou Sheng's determination to eliminate all hidden dangers in the North District before the New Year is urgent. So Zhou Sheng has to admit that his calm but nervous energy is very useful in many cases.

Two days later.

The president's office of Zhou's Enterprise received a courier.

Zhou Sheng was asked to sign for it.

It is the end of the year, and it is normal for companies to exchange gifts with each other. After asking Zhou Sheng that it was not his personal item, the secretary signed for it and sorted it out.

A minute later, the secretary exclaimed outside Zhou Sheng's office.

Zhou Sheng walked out the door, looked at the bloody dead rat in the box on the ground, frowned and pushed the female secretary away.

He took out a threatening letter from inside.

It also included a recording pen.

The voice was processed by voice changer and no clues could be heard. The person inside only said: "Zhou Sheng, this is just a small warning to you. If you don't stop, no one can guarantee that it will be your arm or your leg that will be put in the box next time."

The entire secretary room was frightened by the recording and their faces turned pale.

"I, I'll call the police first."

"Mr. Zhou, who sent this?"

Zhou Sheng glanced at the threatening letter in newspaper font on his other hand and threw it into the trash can at his feet. "It's okay."

Someone started to threaten, proving that the actions of the past few days were effective.

Zhou Sheng was not afraid of such threats. He could even say that he was used to it and had been mentally prepared.

Back then, half of the Zhou family's industry was involved in the factional fighting.

His father was assassinated as a middleman. When Zhou Sheng just returned to China to take over the business, the threats he encountered were not as simple as a dead mouse.

If you want to achieve something, you must bear the burden.

This is an eternal truth.

Zhou Sheng closed the box and handed it to Xu Chao, who came hurriedly with a sullen face. "Wait for the police to come and deal with it after collecting evidence."

"Brother Sheng." Xu Chao was worried.

Zhou Sheng knew that it was impossible to find out anything, so he looked at him and said, "Just do what you should do. If you are affected by someone's casual means, who will deal with so many things next?"

Xu Chao had to take the box and leave.

When Chu Qinbai learned about this, he was still out of town.

He immediately asked his assistant to book a flight ticket, but was informed that there was heavy fog and frost in the weather and he could not take off.

Zhou Sheng had just come out of the shower in the evening.

The air-conditioning temperature in the room was just right. He sat cross-legged on the bed, wiping his hair while looking at the person on the other side whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Zhou Sheng saw that he seemed to be outside.

The lights on the dark streets in the town were dim, and there were few pedestrians.

Zhou Sheng wanted to break his silence, "What are you doing outside so late?"

Chu Qinbai finally found a place similar to a park, sat down on the ladder of the slide device, and finally replied to him: "Come out to buy something."

Zhou Sheng quickly saw two bottles of water, a pack of paper, and a box of chewing gum.

It was not something that was urgently needed.

And with his status, he didn't need to buy it himself.

Zhou Sheng saw white air coming out of his mouth, "Isn't it cold sitting outside?"

"I need to cool down." Chu Qinbai said as he glanced at him and put down his legs that were supporting his knees, "If I didn't have someone following you, would you not have told me about such a big thing?"

Zhou Sheng paused while wiping his hair, unable to argue.

He could only say, "Don't you think this behavior is really a primary school student? I'm not afraid of mice either."

"Zhou Sheng!" Chu Qinbai was serious, "This is not a trivial matter."

Zhou Sheng didn't really want to provoke him, and besides, he wouldn't bring up such a thing if he did. He

had to put his phone in the middle of the quilt and prop it up, with a serious attitude of negotiation, and said, "Besides the two bodyguards you insisted on giving me, I also have my own people when I go out. The driver is Xiaolin, and Uncle Pan is at home. The reason why the express delivery can be delivered is because it took the normal express delivery route, and I haven't received similar things before, so there won't be anything wrong."

Chu Qinbai's face didn't relax at all, his elbows were supported on his knees again, and his eyes were very close to the camera.

In the end, he could only come to a conclusion, "I'll be back tomorrow."

Zhou Sheng seemed to be choked.

Remind him: "You open the skylight of Director Chen at this time? He will go crazy."

Without waiting for Chu Qinbai to refute, Zhou Sheng continued, "There is really no need to fly for this matter. The weather is bad and flying is not safe. And once Director Chen goes crazy, he will definitely bombard me."

"You can ignore him."

Zhou Sheng shook his head, "No, we have a verbal agreement."

Chu Qinbai frowned, "What verbal agreement can you have?"

"It was the night we went out last time." Zhou Sheng said: "He wanted me to help convince you to take his next project, and he told me all the secrets of your past."

In order to appease someone, Zhou Sheng did not hesitate to confess his childish prying into secrets.

Chu Qinbai's expression barely eased a little.

The tone was still cold, and he asked him: "What did he tell you?"

"He told me that your junior high school deskmate liked you, the girl in the front row of the first year of high school wrote you a love letter every

day, and you almost didn't go to the graduation party of the third year of high school because of filming, and a classmate who had a crush on you was so anxious that he cried." Chu Qinbai gritted his teeth and cursed, then: "Don't listen to his nonsense all day long, it's all nonsense."

"Really?" Zhou Sheng now learned to raise his eyebrows with ease, "Where is the nonsense?"

"I don't remember any of it."

Zhou Sheng half-dried his hair, took the phone and lay on his back on the pillow.

It seemed like a sigh, "Ruthless."

"Don't bother me and change the subject. What happened tonight hasn't been made clear yet." Chu Qinbai looked at the pair of cat-like eyes in the camera that were like lazy cat eyes because of lying on their backs, and reminded: "Get up and dry your hair before going to sleep."

Zhou Sheng was tired of holding his hands up, so he changed to lying on his side.

He said, "Done."

"Are you relying on the fact that I'm not here now and I can't catch you?"

"How dare I?" Zhou Sheng buried half of his eyes in the pillow, looking at the person sitting in the cold wind in the dark night. The big movie star wandering alone in the park late at night, how could this be a hot topic. Zhou Sheng tapped the screen with his finger, as if he had bumped into someone, and whispered, "Brother Chu, go back."

No one spoke. After a while, Chu Qinbai said, "Zhou Shengsheng, the moon is very round tonight."

Zhou Sheng looked at the crescent moon that appeared on the screen when the camera turned around.

He also bent his eyes.

"Yes, it's a very round moon."

The moon is full on the 15th of the month. From the last century to the present, the moon has always been the same moon.

It's just that there is one more person who will hold a mobile phone and tell him that the moon is very round tonight in a foreign land at night.

Zhou Sheng thinks tomorrow will definitely be a good day.

Until the next day, he saw that the Internet was flooded with news about accidents in the movie studio.

In the shaking camera, the jeep rushed out of the warehouse with explosions.

The sky-high flames instantly engulfed the entire vehicle.

Zhou Sheng heard all kinds of shouting, screaming and crying in the camera.

"What are the people who set up the blasting point doing!!!"

"Help! Put out the fire!"

Finally, there was a distant and vague cry, very similar to Chen Dengdeng, "Brother Chu is in the car."

That day, many people looked at President Zhou standing behind the desk for a long time, and the air was frozen for a while.

The whole office was silent.

That President Zhou was different from before.

He was still the same, but everything gentle was like a mask shattered.

You can feel the substantial change from the air around him.

So much so that he looked up and said in a hoarse voice: "The next meeting will be continued by Qian Sheng, I'm going out for a while."

No one dared to respond.

Although the person who spoke didn't care at all.

He went out on his own. He

even forgot to take the coat on the back of the chair.

Chapter 89

The air around him froze instantly.

Chu Jianxiong was actually a little scared at that moment. He had been in the business world for decades, but he was actually frightened by a young junior. It was a great shame.

He immediately slapped the armrest and said to the bodyguard with a dark face: "Get him away!"

The next second, "bang!"

Amid screams, Zhou Sheng turned the gun back to Chu Jianxiong's head again, "Don't move."

Chu Jianxiong widened his eyes and looked at the half-man-high vase next to him that was smashed into pieces. Unbelievable: "You actually dare to shoot?!"

The burning barrel of the gun was against the old and wrinkled forehead. Zhou Sheng's eyes no longer had the politeness of respecting the elderly in the past. He said coldly: "Do you want to bet with me? Let's see if I dare to shoot at you."

Zhou Sheng brought so many people and dared to shoot openly in public.

There was no trace of Chu Jianxiong's past impression of him.

A drop of cold sweat fell quietly along his back.

Chu Jianxiong's face was livid. He looked at Zhou Sheng in front of him with a completely unfamiliar look, and with fear from the bottom of his heart.

During the two seconds of confrontation, the atmosphere became more tense again.

At this time, someone approached Zhou Sheng and confirmed to him: "The person was indeed brought here, on the eighth floor."

Zhou Sheng looked back, immediately put away the gun, slapped the person's chest, and then walked around Chu Jianxiong and strode towards the elevator. He

hurriedly went up to the eighth floor with people.

The moment the elevator door opened, Zhou Sheng saw the black-clad bodyguard lying at the elevator door. He glanced at him lightly, raised his foot and stepped over with an expressionless face.

There were four or five more people falling in the corridor.

The moment Zhou Sheng saw clearly, his heart began to beat violently.

When he arrived at the door, the door was wide open, and there were signs of severe damage.

Walking in, there was indeed no one inside.

The person following Zhou Sheng stepped forward, looked around, frowned and said: "The information we got must be correct. Chu Jianxiong cooperated with that group of people. He expected that you would be trapped and die in the experimental building. There are not many people arranged here." Then he stepped forward to test the temperature of the stool, looked back at Zhou Sheng who was silent, and said: "The time left is very short, not enough to leave the hotel. The methods used to deal with those people outside do not seem to come from the same person. If there is no third party we don't know, then there should be someone around Mr. Chu, and the possibility of serious injury is not great."

Zhou Sheng was not comforted by this.

The possibility that Chu Jianxiong wanted his son to die was indeed not high. The target of that group of people was himself from beginning to end.

But what if he was taken away by someone?

The degree of danger would be several times higher than here.

Chu Qinbai is not only a weight to threaten himself. His fame and fortune have always been the best temptation of the abyss. He was slashed with a knife in Jingshi, and some people want his life.

Zhou Sheng gritted his teeth and spit out a word, "Find."

At this time, the rooftop exit of the hotel.

The bodyguard panted heavily, listening to the messy footsteps coming from the stairs, and cursed: "Damn it, it's like a dog-skin plaster!"

"Local people are involved. The man surnamed Yao and Chu Jianxiong are in a relationship of mutual use. No one can trust the other." Chu Qinbai scraped off the lining neatly, bypassed the rusty iron door, and violently pulled the iron lock open, expressionless, "Their target is me. It's easy to get away if you mix in with them. Just go downstairs and no one will find you."

The black-clad bodyguard helped open the door, "Brother Chu, the police are coming soon. The person who caused the chaos downstairs just now is unknown. Are we really not going to wait any longer?"

Chu Qinbai didn't know why he felt inexplicably heavy.

The sharp sirens of the hotel just now seemed to hit his heart directly.

But the video recording of the surveillance video occupied all his mind.

Zhou Sheng must not stay in there. He couldn't hold on at all. Chu

Qinbai raised his hand to take the bodyguard's ear and pressed it into his own ear.

He said, "Old Liu, let's close the net together."

Old Liu's voice didn't sound real, and even sounded harsh and warning. "It takes time to unite with the local armed forces. Mr. Chu, don't mess around."

A helicopter came over in the distance.

Chu Qinbai took a look and said, "I don't have time to mess around. I'm just telling you that I have to leave first. Chu Jianxiong has a safe in the bank, and there are still a lot of important information in it. I've sent you the password, and the rest is up to you."

The other side also heard a huge noise, "What do you mean?"

Chu Qinbai took off his headphones and threw them back into the arms of the bodyguard beside him.

The bodyguard took it in a hurry, looked at the person behind him who was about to reach the top floor, and then looked at the helicopter that was approaching overhead. He

had to shout louder, "Brother Chu! Let's go! It's too late!"

Chu Qinbai looked at the time on his watch.

It happened that the iron door was knocked open by someone.

Chu Qinbai used the lining that he had just used to open the lock to cover the head of the person in front, and kicked him hard, smashing the five or six people behind him into a ball.

This group of people was not brought by Chu Jianxiong.

They were the local scoundrels, and they only had one order.

If Chu Jianxiong changed his mind and let the person go, they would attack him directly, so almost all of them were armed with weapons, from iron bars to long knives, and each one was more ruthless than the other.

Chu Qinbai saw the opportunity, pushed the person next to him to the exit of the stairs, and then turned around and kicked the person behind him against the wall.

The helicopter's soft ladder was lowered.

He put his feet on the wall, jumped up, and hung up the ladder with his bare hands.

He left a group of people on the rooftop below, cursing.

As the distance gradually increased, a man came out of the helicopter cabin and shouted at the person hanging below: "Brother Chu! I'm exercising my arm strength, come up!"

Chu Qinbai looked up and said, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up."

"Damn, although you flew better than me when we took the license test together! But now you are begging for help, can you be more polite!" After saying a lot, there was no response, and the person above immediately said: "I know, human life is at stake. Five minutes! I will definitely deliver it to you in five minutes!"

The person was hanging in the air, and the sky in the distance was dark, like a huge net that could not wait for dawn.

Twelve minutes had passed since leaving the room.

Chu Qinbai looked into the distance, his heart kept sinking, and kept sinking.

He knew in his heart that in another five minutes, it would be difficult for people to survive in that environment.

At this moment, as if something was driving him, Chu Qinbai looked back.

The exterior of the hotel was brightly lit, and the face of the person on the rooftop that was getting farther and farther away could no longer be seen clearly.

But at a certain moment, he felt that he saw Zhou Sheng. He

was so familiar with him that he could not make a mistake.

The fluttering sleeves, the posture of standing in the chaotic crowd, the eyes looking far away, Chu Qinbai was not sure if he saw himself. He only knew that the moment he saw it, the blood in his body seemed to flow backwards.

The person he thought was trapped was clearly behind him.

And just before, he left without looking back. He came just in time and stayed there.

Chu Qinbai's eyes were red: "Turn around!"

The man above: "Ah? What?!"

Chu Qinbai: "I fucking told you to turn around!"

"Fuck!" The man driving the helicopter was speechless: "We've gone to so much trouble to come out here, why are you turning around! I think you should just give up being the best actor, and live a more exciting life than a science fiction movie!"

Although he was cursing, he followed the order without hesitation and turned a corner in front.

The sky was dark, and Zhou Sheng couldn't see the flight path clearly.

But he did see the helicopter and the people below.

Lifting up a person who was brought in and pinned to the corner, Zhou Sheng asked: "Is the person who just left Chu Qinbai?"

"None of your business!" The pinned person spat.

Zhou Sheng's impatience and anger over not being able to find the person reached a peak. He picked up the stick that fell at his feet and smashed it on the man's leg. Amid screams, the stick crushed the man's instep. His expression was dark, "Speak."

"Yes!" The man couldn't stand the severe pain and admitted in a cold sweat, "It was him!"

"Are you injured?"

"No."

"Was he taken away passively or actively?"

"He's someone he knows!"

Zhou Sheng took a look at the helicopter with its lights flashing and flew away, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The scene in front of him was chaotic. Following him up were the people who had picked him up in the evening. Although the armed forces were dispatched, the target reported was only Chu Jianxiong. Zhou Sheng couldn't really let everyone rush to the top floor, so they all stayed downstairs.

Now the two groups collided and fought on the rooftop.

The wind on a winter night was very cold.

But at this moment, Zhou Sheng felt that this was the first time he had really relaxed since he got the news that the crew had an accident.

Zhou Sheng had experienced too many deaths.

Now in a society ruled by law, there are still so many people walking on the edge of the law, taking risks for fame and fortune.

The poor are just a matter of one thought, while the rich are insatiable.

Zhou Sheng, who is engaged in the livelihood of the people and involves the interests of too many people, is an immoral and unqualified father, who is the main cause of this incident. Zhou Sheng's fear is vividly reflected.

The person who was pressed in front of him suddenly struggled to break free and rushed towards Zhou Sheng.

Zhou Sheng dodged sideways and hit the edge of the roof with his back.

The man pressed towards his neck with an iron rod. Zhou Sheng blocked it with both hands, and the whole person bent backwards and went down.

From the high-rise to the low-rise, hanging in the air all around.

The wind was blowing in his ears, but Zhou Sheng's heart was not so ups and downs.

He just felt a little dizzy, accompanied by tinnitus.

Suddenly, he heard a huge engine sound coming from far and near, and the wind around him suddenly became several times more violent. Zhou Sheng looked up, and in his blurred vision, he felt a figure flashing, and someone jumped down from mid-air.

The pressure on Zhou Sheng was relieved, and he saw Chu Qinbai who picked up the person and smashed his chin with two punches.

Even through the wrinkled shirt, one could see the muscular lines on his back. He

used his explosive power to the extreme.

He looked so brutal, but he really wasn't injured.

Zhou Sheng leaned against the concrete railing, still floating, thinking aimlessly.

"Brother Chu." Zhou Sheng spoke.

His voice was not loud, but Chu Qinbai heard it.

After losing the man, he turned around and strode over, raising his hand to hug the man in his arms.

Zhou Sheng's coat suddenly slipped down, and the next second it was lifted up by Chu Qinbai and wrapped around the man tightly. Even with such a short time, it was enough for Chu Qinbai to see the dust and blood on his inner clothes.

The scene just now almost made his heart jump out of his chest.

Now he was even more nervous, stepped back a little, grabbed the man's arm and asked quickly: "Where are you injured? How did you get here?"

He was relieved, but also afraid that he was almost too late.

Chu Qinbai once again vigorously pulled the person in, gritting his teeth and saying angrily: "You want to scare me to death."

"It's not mine." Zhou Sheng comforted, "It just got someone else's before."

Chu Qinbai was not relieved by this.

At this time, the situation on the rooftop was clear. The people Zhou Sheng brought had the upper hand, and most of them were restrained.

Zhou Sheng leaned on Chu Qinbai.

The person he decided to bring back no matter what appeared in front of him at this moment.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, his nerves completely relaxed.

As soon as he relaxed, he felt that his eyes were a little dark.

He couldn't stand a little, and Chu Qinbai caught the person. Zhou Sheng wanted to say it was okay, but the next second, Chu Qinbai just let go of the person a little, and he felt a warm liquid sprayed on his chest.

He was stunned for two seconds, and then he held Zhou Sheng's face, which turned pale in an instant, with trembling hands. He couldn't catch the blood he vomited, and it dripped down the back of his hand and stained it.

Chu Qinbai couldn't say a word. He didn't even know where the problem came from. He only knew that at that moment, the person in his arms was declining rapidly at an unexpected speed. He was holding someone, but he could feel that he was leaving little by little. At that moment, he felt like he had disappeared, completely, and drowned in the endless night.

The helicopter hovered in the air.

There were many people standing around the rooftop, and the surrounding area was scattered with damaged debris, which was particularly dilapidated and desolate in the winter night.

That piece of vacant land.

No one dared to approach the center.

Qidong Central Hospital that day.

It was originally rumored that the movie emperor Chu Qinbai would stay here, and countless reporters surrounded it.

The hospital explained that they had never accepted him, and Chu Qinbai was even less likely to appear in this place.

But no one listened, and a large number of people still stayed here.

Until two o'clock in the morning.

Many cars roared in the middle of the night.

The person that countless people were waiting for suddenly appeared and came out of the car with blood on his face.

He was holding a person whose face he couldn't see clearly in his arms. Before the reporter could speak, Chu Qinbai's eyes turned red and he shouted, "Get out!" Then he rushed into the hospital with the person in his arms.

The scene was shaken. In addition to the reporter who was just scared to death by him, countless flashes were still flashing.

Chu Qinbai put pressure on the dean to come out in person.

The patient was in infectious shock, accompanied by multiple organ failure, with a mortality rate of up to 90%. Hope was very slim.

In the corridor of the hospital, the lights on the words "operation" had been on for two hours. The person who had been following Zhou Sheng, now looked at the person standing against the wall like a sculpture, took two steps forward, and whispered, "Mr. Zhou will definitely be fine."

Chu Qinbai's eyes were dead silent, and the blood on his body had dried up, looking even more thrilling.

Chu Qinbai looked over and asked in a hoarse voice with bare eyes: "Where are those people he locked up?"

"Boss Zhou released them, and now they are being held in another place." The other party said: "Before he entered the laboratory building, our people had actually sneaked in first and tampered with the surveillance system. It is impossible that Boss Zhou really killed people in there, so he asked us to release them when the time comes."

Chu Qinbai: "How long was he in there by himself?"

"Less than three minutes."

Three minutes, enough to be fatal.

His body's immune system is the most fragile. During the conflict, his palm was cut by the knife. That was the most direct reason for his blood infection.

Qidong was not at peace that night.

The sound of sirens kept shuttling in the city.

The entertainment industry was also turned upside down.

When Lao Liu called, Chu Qinbai answered.

Lao Liu: "All the people have been arrested, no one escaped, and they will all be escorted back to Lancheng for processing tomorrow."

"Where is the man called Lai Tou Ge?" Chu Qinbai asked.

Lao Liu: "He is from Qidong. We can't bring him back to Lancheng across the province. We will hand him over to the public security system here to deal with."

"Keep him." Chu Qinbai said. Lao Liu

persuaded: "I know he touched Zhou Sheng, but don't cause trouble for yourself at this time."

"Trouble?" Chu Qinbai leaned against the wall.

The image of Zhou Sheng spitting blood and falling into his arms flashed before his eyes.

He said: "Even if the judiciary cannot take the lives of these people, if my people die, no one else can live. If he can survive by chance, as long as I, Chu Qinbai, live one day, they will not have a peaceful life."

Old Liu's scalp tightened when he heard it, "Chu Qinbai! You say such things to the police, do you have any law?"

Chu Qinbai hung up the phone directly.

Closing his eyes, letting himself fall into the darkest place, the people inside are still being rescued, this thought is the only reason for him to stand here.

When the sky was faintly gray, the door of the operating room finally opened.

The dean with a head full of silver hair walked out.

"What's the matter?" Chu Qinbai quickly stood up, his eyes were bloodshot.

At that moment, a huge emptiness occupied his heart, and he was afraid of the result.

Seeing the man covered in blood, the dean smiled and said, "You can change your clothes without worry. The man inside is lucky and has been saved." To ease the atmosphere, the dean patted him on the shoulder and said, "My hospital is famous. If he hadn't been saved, your famous brother Chu would have to tear down my hospital."

Chu Qinbai took two seconds to react, his expression relaxed, and he staggered.

The dean and the bodyguards around him were startled and reached out to help him.

Chu Qinbai raised his hand to stop him and said seriously, "Thank you."

The dean shook his head and said, "It is the doctor's duty to treat illnesses and save lives. I heard that he has invested in many charity medical projects. It is his blessing that he can survive such a dangerous situation."

Only doctors know best how difficult it is to go back and forth between life and death that night.

In this industry that is least superstitious, the old dean couldn't help but say such words.

Chu Qinbai turned his head and looked at the door of the operating room that was closed again.

He thought that he should also burn a stick of incense in front of the door.

Zhou Shengsheng softened his heart for once.

The eternal night is gone, and dawn finally comes on the snow.

Chapter 90

Fan Xuan just got the news that Chu Qinbai was fine, and before she could relax, she learned that Zhou Sheng was in the emergency room for rescue, and he almost died. She was so scared that she almost had a cardiac arrest.

That night, for many people, every second was like a year.

As for the police's complete elimination of the remaining forces of a major case involving gangs and prostitution that started twenty years ago, and this force was also involved in large-scale economic crimes, stirring up trouble in Lancheng and the North District, and attacking important figures in the North District across provinces, there are only a few information on the Internet.

What netizens know is

that there was only an accidental explosion on the crew, and Chu Qinbai's life or death was unknown.

After a whole day of fermentation, it was thought that if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, but he broke into the Qidong Central Hospital holding another unidentified man.

This incident caused a huge uproar.

Because it happened very late at night, the fans who stayed up late were basically worried and couldn't sleep. In fact, the incident was completely heated up early the next morning.

Among them, the scene of Chu Qinbai holding someone out of the car was widely circulated.

The person in his arms showed half of his face, wrapped in clothes, and seemed to have lost consciousness.

All parties were paying attention.

- What the hell, what's going on?

- Didn't the number of people in the crew who were in the accident come out? How come there are still serious injuries in the middle of the night?

- There's so much blood, how are the people? Is there anyone who can come out to explain?

The media couldn't contact Chu Qinbai's studio. They

had to contact the crew.

As a result, when they asked, the crew said that all the people who had accidents were treated together, and this person was not from their crew.

Now, everyone was even more dumbfounded. They all

acted like Sherlock Holmes.

- It's indeed not the crew's car. Did you notice what kind of cars drove to the hospital last night? All of them had serial license plates and were bulletproof.

- I'm dead. I just heard from a friend in Qidong City that the alarm sounded so loud that he couldn't sleep last night. It shouldn't be related to this incident... right?

- It's probably true. Who is the person in the accident?

- Bullshit, how did this matter get connected? It was clearly something that happened to Chu Ge on the set.

——Then how do you explain why he showed up at the hospital at night?

——Yes, and the person he was holding. This wasn't a movie. It was a matter of life and death.

——Am I the only one who noticed that the person in Chu Ge's arms was very good-looking? Although I can't see the whole face...

——Can you be more restrained about face control? It's so annoying. Why are you talking about this at this time!

At this time, a number suddenly popped up.

"Although, but, I think that person should be Chu Ge's wife."

As soon as this was said, there was a string of comments below: "..."

"............"

"........................"

This direction was very novel, but after being reminded of this, everyone's attention began to diverge in this direction. Even the post that led to the exposure of Chu Qinbai's secret marriage, and people checking in every day to predict when he would divorce, was pushed up again.

Someone found the building in the building that was photographed in Beijing before, and countless people shouted to delete it.

The side face of the person holding an umbrella and preparing to get on the car, and then compared with the person who exposed half of his face that night.

Don't say it, it's really fucking alike!

By the afternoon of the same day, the netizen who first proposed this direction was finally forced into a corner.

He said, "Don't ask any more. There is really not much that can be said. I can only say that because of some special relationships around me, I can be sure that this person is the mysterious secret marriage partner of Brother Chu. He is involved in a major cross-provincial case in Lancheng this time, and he is not an ordinary person. That's it."

That's enough.

People who are interested can search Lancheng social news and match various identity information with clues, and basically guess it.

Once the name Zhou Sheng was locked, many things gradually surfaced.

First of all, he is indeed a second-generation rich man who is down and out.

He initially took over a family business.

Such an identity easily makes people think of the possibility of being supported by his family and waiting to die with a job. But this Zhou Sheng is different. He not only runs his family's business prosperously, but also has a charitable sideline in full swing, and is inextricably linked to the construction of the new economic development zone in the northern district of Lancheng.

Many people wondered if this Zhou Sheng was the one Chu Qinbai carried into the hospital, or if so, whether this Zhou Sheng was Chu Qinbai's secret marriage partner.

These speculations are difficult to confirm.

But even so.

#Chu Qinbai exploded#

#Chu Qinbai is fine#

#Chu Qinbai is in the hospital late at night#

Such entries popped up one after another, the media added fuel to the fire, and topics emerged one after another, but most of them were still based on Chu Qinbai's identity.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, another name finally quietly entered the topic list. The name

#Zhou Sheng#

has been hanging in the middle and back, and has not reached the front row.

But as long as you click in, you will find that the discussion is very high, and countless uninformed passers-by have come out.

"Who is Zhou Sheng? I was completely confused when I clicked in."

"I thought he was a celebrity, but he turned out to be a complete amateur. After looking at the resume that some people dug up, his identity is quite sensitive. I just want to tell fans not to rush to call him, in case you recognize the wrong person, be careful to get into trouble."

"Professionals have analyzed the few photos and found that it is the same person!"

"When I heard that it was a professional, I was stunned."

"Let's not discuss it for now, it would be so embarrassing if we recognize the wrong person."

"Hasn't anyone noticed that this topic is still being restricted? It can't be promoted even with such a high level of discussion."

"It's not completely banned, compared to the grand occasion when the secret marriage was just exposed, all the entries were blocked. I don't know if the studio can't take care of it this time, or it is related to what happened this time."

In fact, it is indeed related to this incident.

Zhou Sheng has never been a high-profile person, but this time his actions in Qidong were a bit big, and the higher-ups will conduct a careful review of what happened. The results showed that he was the victim, and after the incident, it was almost a major reshuffle of the North District of Lancheng.

The hidden dangers that Zhou Sheng reported at the beginning were almost eliminated.

And there is a key point.

His married partner and the police have been chasing the remnants of a big case. The list of people overlaps with the list in Zhou Sheng's hand. This time, it happened by coincidence. Although Chu Qinbai's biological father was involved, he had nothing to do with Chu Qinbai himself. After

a discussion, the North District will basically be stable after this.

As for those on the Internet, just muddle through.

Who made his married partner Chu Qinbai? Chu, the great actor, has such a wealth and reputation that it is only a matter of time before his identity is exposed.

So this is why Zhou Sheng's name was put on the entry.

At that time, it was the VIP ward on the top floor of the hospital.

Fan Xuan looked at the person sleeping soundly on the bed, and then looked at the person next to him with stubble on his chin and a haggard look, and asked: "What did the doctor say? When will he wake up?"

"About tomorrow, it's good for his body to sleep now."

Fan Xuan nodded and frowned: "I'll ask someone to come and help, don't let him lie there pale and not wake up, you will make yourself sick again."

Chu Qinbai tucked Zhou Sheng's quilt.

"No need, he needs to rest, and I will take him back to Lancheng when he wakes up."

Fan Xuan understood, "That's fine." She thought of something and asked again: "By the way, Zhou Sheng's investigation is over, and his identity has been exposed. There was such a big commotion last night, and the media were all at the scene. Should we still suppress it here?"

Chu Qinbai retracted his gaze from Zhou Sheng's face.

"Don't worry about it, just control the direction, and don't let him get involved in some messy news."

Fan Xuan nodded: "Got it."

Zhou Sheng didn't know that a lot of things happened during his coma.

He felt that he had slept for a long time, and his body was like lying in a ball of cotton, without consciousness, thoughts, and no dreams. It was a feeling of nothingness as if it really did not exist.

The moment he really felt it, his mind was a little confused.

For a moment, he felt that he was standing on the old long street in the past, with the sound of rickshaws and stalls hawking incessantly, and then he found that the wounds were irreparable, and everywhere was the decay and charring of war.

From childhood to adolescence and then to youth.

Zhou Sheng took one step at a time, taking a quick look, as if he had walked through it all again.

He met all his relatives and saw many faces that were already blurred in his memory. He finally stopped at the last day.

At the moment when the heat wave swept over, he heard someone calling his name.

It was not a hurried, very familiar voice.

Who was it?

Yes, it was Brother Chu.

Something happened to his crew.

Thinking of this, his heart shuddered, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He couldn't stand the stimulation of the white light for a while, opened his eyes for less than a second, and closed them again, repeating three or four times, before he could see everything in front of him clearly.

Chu Qinbai's face was so close that Zhou Sheng looked at it for a while. The first thing he said was, "You've grown a beard."

His voice was almost inaudible, and he continued, "You still look good."

Chu Qinbai put his hand on his forehead.

Wenrou: "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Are you dizzy? Do you feel any pain?"

Zhou Sheng shook his head.

Looking out the window, the modern city scene appeared before his eyes.

He was still here, but when he woke up, the roofs and tree shadows in the distance were covered in silver. The place where he was lying looked like a hospital.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhou Sheng asked.

Chu Qinbai simply sat at the head of the bed, slowly picked him up, and placed him in front of him.

He pulled the quilt over the man and reached out to touch his face, as if with lingering fear, "Infection, emergency, recuperation for so long, it's like going back to the time before liberation."

Zhou Sheng was still wondering what kind of infection it was. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at his chin and said, "I was actually in good health before liberation."

"Do you know how to argue with me now?" Chu Qinbai lowered his head and touched his forehead, "Do you know that you almost died." Zhou

Sheng blinked, with a gentleness under fatigue, leaned against him with half-closed eyes, "Is it so serious?"

"Yeah, I vomited a lot of blood."

Zhou Sheng actually remembered this, and also recalled Chu Qinbai's frightened look at the time.

As compensation, she hugged his waist, "I'm sorry, I scared you, I don't know what happened to me."

"Don't show off in the future." Chu Qinbai hugged him a little closer, "I know you can do it, but you need to have a clearer understanding of your own body. I will personally watch you every day in the future."

Zhou Sheng laughed, "So troublesome. I'm a very obedient person."

"I don't think so. Listen to me in the future."

Zhou Sheng: "What if you encounter such a thing again? It's actually quite dangerous to have a relationship with me. I didn't expect it to implicate you."

When Chu Qinbai talked about this, he gritted his teeth with regret.

He told Zhou Sheng, "Almost two years ago, in order to start preparing to take back my mother's shares, I investigated Chu Jianxiong and kept in touch with the police consciously. This time, the incident happened suddenly, and it was also the people I arranged around Chu Jianxiong who played a role. He kidnapped me not only because of you, but more because of the important information about his crimes in recent years that I have in my hands."

Because the investigation took a long time, Chu Qinbai did not have time to communicate with Zhou Sheng on this matter.

With the involvement of Yao Zhongxian's group, things suddenly became difficult and complicated.

Just this one mistake almost made him lose the person in front of him.

Chu Qinbai still recalls that night. Every time he takes a short nap, he wakes up in a cold sweat.

Chu Qinbai: "I should have told you earlier, so that you wouldn't take the risk."

Zhou Sheng shook his head, "Even if I knew you had contact with the police, I would still go."

Chu Qinbai said sternly, "Zhou Sheng."

"You know I'm in trouble, can you remain indifferent?" Zhou Sheng ignored his threat and said realistically, "You can't either, right?"

Chu Qinbai gritted his teeth, "Do you have to make me angry?" Zhou

Sheng raised his eyes, "I thought I was in love with you."

Chu Qinbai froze.

Looking down at him.

Zhou Sheng smiled lightly: "Is it the first time I said it? But it's true."

Chu Qinbai was not shocked by Zhou Sheng's feelings, but was surprised that he would say such words.

His Mr. Zhou was very good at business, but he was a reserved and introverted person who had retreated in love. But this time Chu Qinbai was really scared, because once Zhou Sheng's emotions were obvious, he was unreserved.

To what extent. He

dared to go in alone even though he knew he was trapped, and he dared to shoot at people when he broke into the hotel with people.

Chu Qinbai was afraid of the decisiveness and recklessness of the people of the Republic of China.

He could do it himself, but he couldn't do it to Zhou Sheng.

Chu Qinbai said hoarsely: "No need to say it clearly, I know it all."

Everything he did made Chu Qinbai so scared that he dared not let him go again, and even took the slightest risk himself. He wished he could put him in his pocket, carry him with him, and watch him all the time.

Zhou Sheng was a little sleepy and asked him: "By the way, what about your father?"

Chu Qinbai: "He will be responsible for everything he has done, whether in the past or now."

Zhou Sheng felt a little distressed.

The relationship between father and son was so weak that they had to confront each other with the law.

"Brother Chu,"

"Yeah."

"Don't be sad."

Chu Qinbai was stunned, then laughed, "What are you thinking about."

He leaned against the head of the bed and hugged the person closer, "Sleep a little longer, the doctor said you need to sleep more."

"Well, you've got dark circles under your eyes." Zhou Sheng said vaguely, "Otherwise, the assistant will nag you about not being photogenic, and you'll find others annoying then." His

voice got lower and lower. Zhou Sheng was running out of energy. It wasn't long after he woke up, and he fell asleep again in his arms.

Chu Qinbai looked at Zhou Sheng for a long time.

He cherished him and kissed him gently on the forehead, "Go to sleep."

Three days later.

Zhou Sheng was taken back to Lancheng to recuperate.

Things on the Internet have been fermenting for several days, so I wanted to verify a definite news.

Finally, early one morning.

The official blog of Chu Qinbai's studio posted a picture of a gladiolus potted plant.

Dotted with ice and snow, the long leaves are lush and green, and the flower buds are half open and half closed.

The caption: Over and over again, the sound never stops, growing in the snow, the fragrance of flowers comes naturally.

The first comment.

"I was just about to curse what the hell was posted, but then I saw it again, Zhou Sheng???"

"Admitted???? You admitted it!"

"Although you said it so implicitly, Komuro, I know you are talking about Chu Ge's wife, that Zhou Sheng!!"

"I am torn, where is the second-generation rich kid you said you were?"

"Where is the unlearned man you said you were?"

"Where is the killer, and divorce?"

"After reading this Zhou Sheng's profile, I am numb. Who should I curse now?"

Someone replied: "I am afraid of being beaten if I curse Chu Ge, and I am afraid of being arrested if I curse Zhou Sheng, so why don't we just curse Komuro."

The studio was the first to bear the brunt of this unbearable burden.

In the work group.

They all asked their bosses for red envelopes in the name of work-related injuries.

Two minutes later, a new account was pulled in.

With a simple ink-and-wash rabbit avatar drawn by himself, it sent out a big red envelope.

With the text: ^▽^ I am sorry for causing trouble to everyone.

The originally noisy group was as quiet as a chicken for a second.

Stiff: "Hello, Mr. Zhou."

"Mr. Zhou, you're too polite. We were just joking."

"How is Mr. Zhou's health?"

Zhou Sheng couldn't handle so many messages. He looked at the red envelope that had been silent for a long time, turned around and asked the person who was choosing clothes in front of the closet in the room, "Did I format it wrong? Why is no one claiming it?"

Chu Qinbai walked back and took the phone. When he saw the emoticon, he raised his eyebrows.

He responded to him, "Although you are cuter than online characters when you imitate others, they dare not."

Then he typed a sentence on Zhou Sheng's phone and sent it out.

"Take it, it's a gift from your Mr. Zhou."

The people in the studio grabbed the red envelopes in a second, and they all shouted that Mr. Zhou was generous.

Zhou Sheng took his phone back.

He had no freedom these days, and even the time he spent on his phone to handle work emails was strictly controlled.

Seeing the excitement in the group at this moment.

He picked another one, "∩＿∩ You're welcome."