Wear everything in gray??

Zhao Xiyin didn't react for a moment, "Ah?"

Zhou Qishen turned his head back and looked at him, "I have no conscience, I'll peel those two pots of lobsters for you in vain."

Zhao Xiyin was inexplicably held the insulation box and handed it to him, "Give it back to you?"

Zhou Qishen breathed a deep breath, almost choked to death by him, and laughed at Zhao Xiyin with anger and dared not speak. Just as she was about to make a joke, her cell phone rang, and Zhao Wenchun called her. She nagged and asked her why she hadn't arrived home yet.

After answering, Zhao Xiyin got off the bus while talking on the phone.

Zhou Qishen used some force to pick the steering wheel fingers, glanced at the rose covered in the back seat from the rearview mirror, and was so wilted that he couldn't take it anymore.

Zhao Xiyin waved to him naturally outside the car, and did not look back, and brought the lobster into the corridor.

After arriving at home, Zhao Xiyin finished eating the shrimp. Zhao Wenchun didn't ask who gave it to him. She just said, "Just leave."

"What just left?"

"That Porsche is driving in Qishen. I stayed downstairs for two hours and just left."

Zhao Xiyin's actions of washing dishes stopped.

"He came at around 10 o'clock, stopped under the largest sycamore tree, got off the bus and smoked a few times in the middle. I found that he was much more addicted to smoking and was more fierce than me."

Zhao Xiyin wiped his hands dry and said calmly, "Didn't you treat him as your own son? Why didn't you let him sit at home?"

Zhao Wenchun said: "I've spoiled and I won't be with him in the future."

Zhao Xiyin stood at the kitchen door, holding a towel in her hand, turned her head and smiled gently under the incandescent lamp, her eyes brightened. She walked over and sat next to her father on the sofa, "Come on, Teacher Zhao, Xiao Zhao is confused, just teach me a class."

Zhao Wenchun was happy, "That's a fee."

Zhao Xiyin pouted, "It's not my own father."

Teacher Zhao immediately knocked on his forehead, "Nothing is said."

Zhao Xiyin grinned her teeth and smiled silly, then pursed her lips, "Dad."

"Um?"

"If Zhou Qishen and I...I will get back with him, do you have any objection?"

Zhao Wenchun seemed not surprised at all, but could still grasp the key points and asked: "His he brought it up with you?"

"No." Zhao Xiyin's lips pursed even tighter, a little sad, a little disappointed, and even a little impulse, "I can't take the initiative."

Zhao Wenchun laughed out loud, "Ah, but it's OK, but if you are rejected, wouldn't the Zhao family be embarrassed?"

Zhao Xiyin's cautious courage retreated in an instant.

"I can see that Qishen has feelings for you, so he should take the initiative in some things. If you ask me for my opinion," Zhao Wenchun said: "I just want my daughter to be happy."

Zhao Xiyin smiled brightly, "Listen to Teacher Zhao."

Zhao Wenchun nodded and suddenly remembered something again, "By the way, I forgot to tell you that your aunt will go back to Beijing this 10th, and you will spare your time on Saturday night to have dinner with her."

Zhao Xiyin's eyes lit up and she said in surprise: "Auntie is coming back?"

"I came back and was busy with her company's listing, and said I would stay in Beijing for a month."

Zhao Lingxia rarely returned to China for so long. She is also a strange and genuine strong woman. In the past, every time she returned to Beijing, she would beat Zhao Xiyin up and down. She was too independent and too independent. She was just a big deal when she looked at men, and she looked like she was the best in the world.

Zhao Xiyin is both afraid and loving to her aunt.

Although Zhao Lingxia is timid, she is actually very good to her.

After taking a shower, Zhao Xiyin stretched her muscles and bones while maintaining a split position on the bed. Zhou Qishen sent her a WeChat message, "Is the shrimp delicious?"

Zhao Xiyin replied honestly: "It's delicious."

"Then I will pick you up tomorrow, Gu Heping will have some more, and I will take you to eat fresh food." Zhou Qishen sent an invitation naturally, "I will wait downstairs after you dance."

Zhao Xiyin held the phone and finally got back to the taste.

The phone case was hot, and it was pulled in the palm of your hand and tossed and turned, just like Zhou Qishen's current state - his heart was held by his beloved girl, waiting for the final judgment.

After Zhao Xiyin stretched, she replied slowly: "Okay."

The word "good" is surging and warm, and fireworks exploded in Zhou Qishen's eyes almost instantly.

He got up from his desk, opened the curtains, and looked out from the floor-to-ceiling windows. The high-rise of the Guomao Building could overlook the beautiful night of the CBD. To the west, the headlights were fascinated, and the sun and moon were shining, and the feast flowed. I don’t know where to come, and it would never end.

He sent screenshots into the group, and was domineering and arrogant in joy.

Lao Cheng: "Is this showing love?"

Gu Heping: "How do you say the words after showing your love?"

The system prompted that Gu Heping had been removed from the group chat.

Zhou Qishen sent him a message alone, "I will bring Xiaoxi to eat shrimp tomorrow, you can arrange it."

Gu Heping: "Your sister, kick me out of the group, and she is so arrogant. The lobsters were all airlifted from Hot Spring Ridge, so they are expensive."

Zhou Qishen didn't talk nonsense and transferred five digits to him directly.

Gu Heping gave a terrifying expression, "As for orders, Zhou Saosao."

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The next day, Meng Weixi invited a few people in the industry to have dinner. The location was chosen in a manor in the eastern suburbs. After he returned to China to take over the family affairs, he acted in a low-key manner and rarely had such a time to accompany him for socializing.

I stayed in the garden for a whole day and rushed to the city. The sky was gray and the autumn wind became warmer.

Meng Weixi had already got out of the car and vomited twice, making his bile bitter and his face pale. He was not as good as alcohol, probably because the wine today was not good, so he was drunk. Zhang Yijie handed him tissues and water, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Meng Weixi waved his hand and helped the car door into the car.

Zhang Yijie told the driver to drive slowly and sighed slightly, "Eat dinner with Lao Wu and the others, Mr. Meng, you have reduced your value."

Meng Weixi didn't say anything, and contained a mint candy.

"You have the most thoughts on this for the girl's affairs." Zhang Yijie smiled without saying anything, meaningful, "There are too many people in the circle who play like this, they are tacit things. If something really happens, the fire will not burn them."

After eating candy, Meng Weixi felt a little more comfortable. He frowned and said, "I don't care who I'm going to burn, but this person can't do it."

Zhang Yijie smiled, "Just because she is Xiao Zhao's sister?"

Meng Weixi said indifferently, "I will do what I promised her."

It's really hard to deal with Ni Rui. She first met a production director, took her to and from dinner several times, and met many people. This girl was stubborn and yearned for fame and fortune. She was first pursued by a Hong Kong young master. She thought she was in a serious relationship, but in fact she was just having fun. It's not enough to play alone. If you change it, whoever takes whoever seriously is not a pastime.

One of the people who had had a relationship with Ni Rui had an identity. He got the news early and the famous Qi Yuming legal team intervened. What role does Qi Yuming have? He must be serious and the people and things behind him can be exposed to you.

The boss's surname is Qu, and he respectfully calls him Master Qu. He has a family and a status, and he is both frightened and angry. He has already spoken, and even the black ones can be said to be white. At that time, all the right and wrong will be pushed to Ni Rui. What is a girl? Her life is like an ant, and she can't even be called a victim.

How to push it?

Meng Wei knew everything better.

The usual trick is easy to destroy a person. Ni Rui is only twenty years old, so Wu is not going to dance, and whether she can stay in Beijing is a problem. Of course, Meng Weixi doesn't care about these things. But at the dinner party, the boss suddenly said, "Ms. Zhao is so capable if you can invite Qi Yuming's team of lawyers."

Meng Weixike politely pushed back, "What kind of ability can a girl with unknown reputation have? You are acclaimed."

The man shook the wine in the glass, and his eyes were full of evil appearance, "I'll have an appointment to have a meal together another day."

Meng Weixi's eyelids didn't lift up and curled his smile, "Isn't it enough for me to eat with my uncle?"

He protected her so much that he could not help but make people feel unhappy.

Zhang Yijie was frightened when he was listening. He always felt that Meng Wei was all carved into jade and was meticulous and meticulous in his work, and was able to become a general. But today he completely understood that his explosive point was Zhao Xiyin, and he stepped on it and was accurate.

Deep love does not last long, and extreme wisdom will cause harm.

Meng Weixi always has a bit of magnificent tragedy.

"Mr. Qu wants the priority of theater media's film schedule at the end of the year. The best time is the first day of the Lunar New Year." Zhang Yijie said calmly, "The movie he invested in was to promote a newcomer, shoddy, and it is really not a sincere work. And our original plan was to reach a consensus with Universal Pictures to promote a comedy animation."

Meng Weixi was in a low mood, "No hurry, he will come to me again to negotiate terms."

Zhang Yijie smiled, "It's hard to buy a beautiful woman's smile, I just play the princes for the beauty. Mr. Meng, too much love."

Meng Weixi curled the corners of his mouth. Although he was speechless, he had a little bit of a young manly spirit under his handsome face. Zhang Yijie saw it and sighed helplessly, with sincerity and purity, and a plant of infatuation.

Entering the city, on the edge of the Fourth Ring Road, Zhang Yijie got into another car to visit the set, and Meng Wei returned to the headquarters. The company was fine, so he sat in the office, waiting minute by minute. The sun was waiting until dusk, and the sensing lights in the office lighted up softly.

Meng Weixi leaned against the seat and closed his eyes to rest.

At eight o'clock, the knock on the door rang out on time.

When someone came in, Meng Weixi's cell phone rang again. He pressed his hand and signaled the other party to sit down first.

Meng Weixi received two cross-border telephone calls to communicate, speaking fluently in English, and his eyes flew into his temples while chatting and laughing. The neon colors outside the window were gurgling, covering his shoulders with a layer of light and shadow.

Fifteen minutes later, the call ended.

Meng Weixi's expression almost instantly constrained and walked back to the desk from the floor-to-ceiling window. Opposite the spacious mahogany table, the man had been waiting for a long time. Meng Weixi pulled open the leather chair and sat down, "Have you found out?"

The man asked was about thirty years old, his surname was Guan and his name was Qian, and he was born with a steady face.
Chapter completed!