Zhou Qishen was so angry that he got fierce. This was the resentment and disgust he had accumulated for a long time.

Gu Heping and Lao Cheng did not dare to say anything. Consolation and remission are never useless in matters related to Zhao Xiyin. The three words Meng Weixi are a knife inserted into Zhou Qishen's heart. Similarly, Zhou Qishen is also the hurdle that Meng Weixi cannot overcome in his life.

There was red blood in Zhou Qishen's eyes, and his face looked ugly like the gloomy sky before the blizzard. He pressed his hands against his forehead, pinched his eyebrows hard, and then took his cell phone and cigarette case and stumbled away.

Lao Cheng did not hesitate and quickly chased after him, "He can't drive like this, I'll look at him."

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On Sunday, Li Ran came to visit Zhao Xiyin at home and was a little surprised to see her jumping or jumping. "Xiaoshun lied to me again. You don't know how exaggerated he said, saying that you fainted on the ground and almost called an ambulance."

Zhao Xiyin made a booing gesture, looked at Zhao Wenchun in the kitchen, and said, "Speak gently, don't let my dad know. I'm fine. Something happened last night. I don't want to cause trouble anymore."

"I understand." Li Ran lowered her head and bite the apple, rolled her eyes a few times, raised her eyes to test: "Xiaoxi, have you seen him?"

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

"Meng Weixi."

When Li Ran said this name, his voice trembled a little. After saying that, he was extremely upset and quickly stuttered in apples.

Zhao Xiyin was silent for a moment and admitted, "I saw it."

Li Ran looked at her and waited carefully for the following text.

"Is it good to cook pork ribs at noon? Xiao Li, what else do you want to eat? Uncle will make it for you." Zhao Wenchun came out of the kitchen happily.

Li Ran got up and was well-behaved, "I like to eat everything you make."

With this interruption, the answer is like the autumn wind swaying fallen leaves and disappearing.

Li Ran stayed at home for most of the day, and cheerful people were always liked by their elders. Zhao Wenchun smiled a few lines of eyes darkened, and washed a large pot of cherries for the two children, "You guys play for yourself, I still haven't finished writing some materials."

After the person left, Li Ran looked into the study and said, "Where is Uncle Zhao still working overtime on weekends?"

"Their yard is about to rating again, and they are very busy recently."

Li Ranming, "It will definitely do this time."

Zhao Xiyin also felt, "It should be no problem."

As he was talking, the cell phone on the desk rang. Li Ran was close to him and handed over. When he saw the caller, he quickly whispered to Zhao Xiyin: "Teacher Dai."

Zhao Xiyin was not surprised, and let the phone ring more than a dozen times before answering. Before Dai Yunxin could speak, she spoke first and complained with grief: "Teacher, I'm sorry, I fell heavily yesterday, and now I can't use any force."

Li Ran heard Dai Yunxin ask on the phone: "What did you think you fell?"

Zhao Xiyin said: "I put on plaster and bandages, and I'm still in a wheelchair at home."

This sentence did not leave anyone with any thoughts, and he explained it again before the call ended.

Zhao Xiyin is not a good person at lying. Her face turned red at this moment, and she was holding her cell phone and gasping for breath.

Li Ran curled his lips and said to the truth: "Teacher Dai is really good to you."

Zhao Xiyin didn't say anything, lowered her head and covered her cheeks with her long hair. She sat in this position for a long time, her knees were numb, and the numbness flowed along the blood, as if she was completely unconscious. She leaned back and fell on the bed, staring at the lampshade on the ceiling with a faint look.

"I know." Zhao Xiyin's voice was dull, "It's me that I'm not good enough."

——

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the headquarters building of Fantian Entertainment stood on the East Third Ring Road, and the top floor of the largest indoor studio in Asia is still recording. The lights and shadows are as bright as daytime, and the links are as follows. The company's senior executives are all with Meng Weixi, and they sometimes explain in a low voice, and most of the time they remain silent.

Meng Weixi wore a pure white business suit. His skin was white, and his thin lips were slightly serious when he pursed his thin lips, but he also showed a bit of shallow sexiness. The girl in the shed looked at her quietly, and couldn't help but admire her and talked quietly. She also said that Lin Qin, who is known as an iceberg beauty, was particularly distracted to host the stage tonight, and she sent her eyes several times to the side.

Fifteen minutes later, Meng Weixi left the studio and the senior management accompanied him back to the office.

The news that Meng Weixi took office was announced to the public but yesterday's incident, but the company had already known it. Although he has been abroad in the past two years, he has already started to understand the company's affairs. Before the adaptation period, he will be familiar with it immediately and will be in order.

Meng Wei was twenty-seven years old, but he showed the calmness that he should have beyond this age, speaking with a proper attitude, and being able to keep his eyes open. He looked at the old ministers with admiration. He flipped through a few pages of the planning of the "Nine Thoughts" film and television project, which was the largest investment project by Fantian Entertainment in recent years. The General Administration has already reported it, and several important domestic film and television awards were later approved.

Meng Weixi first followed the process reports of senior executives from all parties and did not object. Only at the end, he quietly entered the focus, pointing out that several investors need to be evaluated, and the first one was Jingmao Group.

Meng Weixi said: "The operational capital is enough, and unnecessary investors can streamline it. Beijing Trade Industry is still an entity, and the experience in the film investment industry is poor and poor, so it is not considered."

However, the four senior executives who had advocated Baihe before all opposed it, "Beijing Trade is indeed famous for its entity, but it has transformed in recent years, and investments from various industries are blooming everywhere. What's rare is that Mr. Zhou is a low-key person and does not like to promote it. Moreover, Mr. Zhou has a good relationship with Gu Heping, and the Gu family holds the real power of theater distribution, which will inevitably be convenient for each other in the future."

Meng Weixi showed no emotion, and only said and discussed it again.

Afterwards, the vice president proposed: "The leading actors are decided, but the number of dancers in one of the highlights has not been determined. Will a selection competition be launched? It is just right to be promoted."

Meng Weixi still had the same expression, without giving any characterization, indicating that he knew.

——

A week later, on Saturday night, Li Ran's store launched a new model. Every time she launched a new one, she would do a live broadcast, and she was very eloquent. The Li family had a serious career in her father's generation, and Li Ran's two brothers also inherited their father's business. This was a huge accident. She was the first little guy, a weird and full of spirit.

"The design inspiration for the rope tie is also a super powerful metal chain on the chest. Its matching is a piece of strawberry-shaped fabric. The small dots on it are transparent. Isn't it super cute?"

Li Ran was broadcasting live, and Zhao Xiyin helped the store after-sales service during this period.

"Miss Xiaoxi, can you wear this product D cup?"

"I'll send a dollar to free shipping. Can I get it for customers?"

"Sister Xi, will you give me lubricant?"

After about ten minutes, the live broadcast ended, the customer service ran over and whispered to Zhao Xiyin: "I have been waiting for you for a long time. I am just at the door. I am a super handsome guy."

Zhao Xiyin turned around and saw Meng Weixi standing by the door, wearing a white dress and a black slim body, which made him look neat and energetic. There was no air conditioning outside the door, and there was a faint sweat on his forehead. The live broadcast and speech in the room must have been heard in his ears. At this moment, Zhao Xiyin was still holding a few charming and sexy sample clothes in her hand. The two of them looked at each other, and they were both uncomfortable.

She didn't say anything, and Meng Weisi stood there without moving.

The girls in the studio looked at each other secretly, looking puzzled.

It was Li Ran who was relieved, and he smiled and said to Meng Weixi: "You don't think it's hot, why don't you come in and have a cool cool?"

Meng Weixi also laughed, "Xiao Li, the business is getting bigger and bigger."

Li Ran loves to hear these words and invites people into the house with a smile.

Meng Weixi entered the house, and every time he took a step, he looked at Zhao Xiyin without any obstruction. Li Ran was frightened by the side because the man's eyes were too open and you could see the five labors and seven injuries, and you could also appreciate the fullness of the heart.

Meng Weixi stood in front of Zhao Xiyin, handed over the paper bag he had been holding in his hand, and said, "I didn't have time to say hello to you that night, and I happened to pass by and come up to see you. I can't use the bracelets given by others. If you like it, just wear them."

The hand that reached out was slender and distinct, with even joints. After a second of silence, Zhao Xiyin said: "No need, thank you."

Meng Weixi still smiled: "Will there be time tomorrow? I'll treat you to dinner."

Zhao Xiyin said: "No, Li Ran and I will go to the factory to watch the board tomorrow."

Speaking of this, the universe has settled. If you persist, it will ruin the steps she gave you, and no one will have any intention.

Meng Weixi smiled lightly, "Okay, I'll make an appointment next time."

He didn't stop for much, and he was very straightforward when he left.

Zhao Xiyin continued to check the orders just like nothing happened. She squatted on the ground, and when she lowered her head, the butterfly bone on her back was vaguely shaped. Li Ran also squatted down to help. After several attempts to speak, she still couldn't help it. "Meng Weixi gave you a gift just now. When you were silent, his hands were trembling."

Zhao Xiyin counted the shipping information one by one, and his face was like a quiet lake.

Li Ran curled his lips and sighed softly: "Meng Wei has been abroad for more than two years, right? It's only two years, but I feel like he has become a different person."

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At eleven o'clock, thousands of lights shone on East Chang'an Street. The main road of the capital was brilliant. Meng Weixi sat in the car and ordered the driver to extinguish all the lights in the car. He fell into a dark cloud, and his eyes were closed and he remained silent.

Until the phone rang, it was his father's phone call.

Meng Weixi answered, and Meng's father told him in a serious tone, very directly: "I agree to the matter of streamlining the investor at the meeting, but Beijing Trade Group is not within the scope of this decision."

Meng Weixi frowned slightly.

"I don't care about personal grievances, you have to take the overall situation into consideration. It is true that you may not understand the situation abroad in the past two years. Tomorrow I will ask Secretary Li to show you the information about Beijing Trade in recent years. In short, Beijing Trade must stay, and Zhou Qishen must participate." Meng's father said seriously and his attitude was firm.

After the call ended, Meng Weixi sat with his cell phone in his hands, pressing the screen with his knuckles, and his fingertips turned white. The driver saw through the rearview mirror and did not dare to breathe. He thought to himself that he would be going around the second ring tonight until dawn.

Meng Weixi suddenly said, "Change."

At the Great Wall Mansion, he sent a circle of people all around him, and asked him to come out to gather a few days ago, but Meng Weixi did not agree.

It was here tonight, but everyone saw that he was in a very low mood.

Meng Weixi brought the driver, so she didn't feel afraid of drinking. In 2002, Don Perignon emptied most of the bottle, and Meng Weixi put down the wine glass and stood up and went out.

As soon as I walked out of the private room, the corridor was in front of me, and the road to enemies was narrow.

Gu Heping's expression of talking and laughing suddenly disappeared in the last second, and subconsciously blocked Zhou Qishen, who was standing side by side.

Zhou Qishen turned his head and saw Meng Weisi.

The two men's eyes were like sharp blades of soldiers and armor, and neither of them was to be at a disadvantage. They kept their pace, and neither allowed this Taoist.

Meng Weixi drank wine and was emotionally impressed. Every time he looked at Zhou Qishen, the resentment and hatred in his heart became more. His eyes were red and red. Gu Heping knew in his heart that Meng Weixi was dealing with Zhou Qishen tonight.

Gu Heping patted Zhou Qishen's shoulder next time, and wanted to say, don't cause trouble and go back and change direction. However, Zhou Qishen's face was not as smooth as Meng Wei, and his face was as cold as frost, like a knife and an axe.

When they passed by, the two stopped together.

Meng Weixi said coldly: "The banquet was in a hurry that day, and I didn't have time to say a few words to Brother Zhou. After not seeing each other for two years, Brother Zhou seemed to have lost the energy he had back then."

Zhou Qishen's expression was meaningless, and even had a thin smile, "My brother is young and promising, but he just returned to China, so he still has to study hard, be modest and cautious, and not bad things. At least he can understand the depth of the water and the shallow water, so that people will not make people laugh at it for nothing."

When you come and go, you will poke the other party’s taboos and taboos.
To be continued...