Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

"What do you want to eat, I'll get it for you." After greeting friends, the two found a place to sit down, Lei Zhenyu was very gentlemanly.

Feeling hungry too, Yang Zhuoying looked at the food on the table from a distance, and said what she wanted to eat politely.

After that, Lei Zhenyu played the role of boyfriend to the fullest.

She was considerate to Yang Zhuoying throughout the night. She gave water when she was thirsty, and fed her favorite things when she was hungry. She felt a little cold, so she immediately took off her coat and put it on her, and would deliberately whisper to her in front of outsiders, to tease her She is happy to wait.

"I now understand why you were selected as the best boyfriend." Yang Zhuoying praised her a little stuffed stomach.

Even when he was with Feng Xiran before, although he was accommodating to her, he still had a bit of a young master's temper, and he would never make her feel like a princess like Lei Zhenyu just now, let alone He Junlin. up.

That man is domineering, and his occasional gentleness is as precious as nectar in a long drought. She thinks that He Junlin and Lei Zhenyu should learn more about how to be a qualified boyfriend.

"It's good to know that you were just acting, otherwise, I would have fallen in love with you." She joked.

"That's my honor, beautiful girl." Lei Zhenyu took her hand and kissed the back of her hand like some heroines in British dramas. His movements were so natural that she didn't feel a little nervous. Excuse me.

Yang Zhuoying only thought that he was acting, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lei, if you tease me like this again, the consequences will be very serious."

At this moment, the two of them were just joking, and they didn't notice that their performances all night were secretly photographed, especially the photos of the scene just now, which were sent to He Junlin not long after.

When he received this photo, He Junlin was drinking and chatting with Mo Shaocheng.

The phone on the table vibrated suddenly.

He Junlin picked up his mobile phone, and seeing a new message, he clicked on it.

Mo Shaocheng, who was sitting next to him, saw that he hadn't responded for a long time, turned his head, and saw his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his sharp gaze was staring at the phone screen without blinking.

Mo Shaocheng was stunned for a moment. Why did the temperature in the room drop so much? In the next second, he realized that He Junlin was the cause of the low air pressure.

He poked his head curiously, wondering what He Junlin was looking at.

In the photo, Yang Zhuoying is smiling cheerfully at a man, and the man seems to have said something to her, the brows are full of warmth and tenderness.

Mo Shaocheng whistled, and said with a frivolous smile, "Sister-in-law, you are so charming. There are wild bees and butterflies around you. You have to watch her closely, otherwise, someday she will be snatched away by other men." gone."

He Junlin glanced at him coldly, put down the phone casually, "You think I'm you, and you can't even look down on your own woman."

Don't look at Mo Shaocheng's flirtatious nature, every time he falls in love seriously, he will always be the one who gets dumped in the end.

"You have gone too far. You even sprinkled salt on other people's wounds. I want to break up with you." Mo Shaocheng exaggeratedly clutched his chest, as if I was hurt.

Last week, his girlfriend, who he had been dating for three months, suddenly broke up with him.

In this love affair, Mo Shaocheng thought he was more serious than any other time in the past, and even believed that the other party would be his wife. On the day his girlfriend proposed to break up, he planned to propose to the other party, but unexpectedly, he did not ask for it. He was broken up again.

Regarding his declaration of breaking up friendship, He Junlin just sneered and took a sip of the whiskey in front of him.

Seeing his indifferent appearance, Mo Shaocheng stopped playing tricks, and changed the subject, "By the way, have you received any news? Your second uncle has been in trouble recently. Has he bothered you?"

Ever since He Junlin stepped out of the core of He's power, He Kun has been lurking in the branch company. Some time ago, he wanted to join forces with Zhang Mingyu to take over the company while He Junlin was injured abroad, but was caught by Yang Zhuoying's team. The Qi army was defeated, and in the end, obediently retreated to the branch's lair, planning to wait for an opportunity to fight again.

Unexpectedly, the most profitable golden rooster in his hands, He's Real Estate, due to the downturn in domestic real estate, not only has its performance dropped sharply, but it also has a backlog of houses that cannot be sold, and the capital turnover is difficult.

This is not the worst. Seeing that the real estate could not make any money, he transferred the funds in his hands to the previously promising sharing concept in China, and he lost everything.

"It is said that a person is poor and thinks about old debts. He is poor and crazy now. Be careful that he will jump up and bite your fat." Mo Shaocheng smiled maliciously.

Everyone said don't talk about people behind their backs, but when Mo Shaocheng mentioned it here, there was a knock on the door, and the bodyguard walked in, saying respectfully, "Mr. He, Director He is here."

Hearing this, Mo Shaocheng, who was drinking beer, squirted, He Junlin nimbly avoided the beer he squirted, and stared fiercely, "Can you be dirtier?"

Mo Shaocheng couldn't care less about this, and hurriedly asked, "Why did He Kun come? You asked him out?" Otherwise, He Junlin didn't look surprised at all.

"Drunk after only two drinks?" He Junlin glanced coldly. How could he not know the news that Mo Shaocheng could know. Therefore, He Kun had long expected that He Kun would come to him.

This bar is a place where people in the circle often go in and out. Knowing that they are here, it is only natural for He Kun to come to the door.

Mo Shaocheng knew that there was going to be a big show between their uncles and nephews, so he slipped away before He Kun entered the door.

He Kun is two years younger than Father He, but he has been well maintained. At first glance, he looks like he is in his 40s or [-]s, but at this moment, he looks a little haggard. It can be seen that his life has not been very smooth recently.

"Second uncle, how are you doing recently?" As a junior, He Junlin took the initiative to greet the other party after he entered.

"It's not very good." He Kun, who was worried and didn't know how to speak, immediately climbed up the pole.

"Your second uncle, I don't know what's going on recently. I'm so unlucky. I'm going to lose money. I just want to borrow some money from you to make a turnaround. Although there were some small conflicts between us before, we are still a family behind closed doors. Man, you shouldn’t just ignore death, right?”

He Junlin's tall body leaned back on the back of the chair, and he smiled lazily: "Second uncle is serious, you are also a shareholder of the company, you should know the company's financial situation. The company's main business, the performance of toys, has been continuous. It has been negative growth for several years, and the company is still carrying tens of billions of debts, even if I want to lend you money, I am powerless."

He Kun sneered, "Don't talk dark words in front of Ming people. Yes, the company has a lot of foreign debts, but which company has no debts now? The performance of toys is poor, but the company's other investments are I have made a lot of money, and I don’t believe it’s okay to take a little out of it, in a word, are you really going to die?”

"How could I see death without saving him? How much does Second Uncle want?" He Junlin asked with a smile.

He was suddenly so talkative, He Kun was a little taken aback, wondering if the other party had some conspiracy waiting for him.