Heaven's takeaway courier

The first ray of sunlight in the early morning came into the room through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows and white curtains, and Zhou Hao, who was exposed to the dazzling sunlight, gradually woke up.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the dazzling light from the window.

Perhaps it was because the light was too glaring that the eyes were not used to it, Zhou Hao subconsciously covered it with his hands, and only after his eyes were completely familiar with the strong light did he slowly come back to his senses.

He took the phone aside and turned it on, it was already at this point.

Zhou Hao, dressed neatly, walked out of the house and got on the bus to the company.

the other side.

After Stephen Zhou rejected Zhou Hao's request, he has been living in his own home without ever going out.Today he turned on the TV as usual and began to watch the morning news.

"Steven Weeks,"

Suddenly he heard his own name.

At first he didn't pay attention, thinking it was someone with the same name and surname as himself.

"God of Cookery."

"Steven Week"

Then he heard the sensitive words 'God of Cookery' and 'Stephen Zhou', so he sat on his sofa and seriously watched today's morning news.

After reading this piece of news, Stephen Zhou suddenly remembered what Zhou Hao said to himself, "I will definitely let you see my sincerity."

"Is this your sincerity, whitewash me." The corners of Stephen Zhou's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile.He was no longer in the mood to watch TV, so he pressed the remote control and turned off the TV.

Sitting on the sofa with his head down, he was immersed in his own world.

He felt that there were two people in his mind having a brainstorm.

Stephen Zhou, who has angel wings in his mind, said: "We have seen the sincerity of Zhou's producer, let's go and agree."

Another Stephen Zhou with a pair of devil horns objected: "No, you can't go to someone who can betray even a friend, let alone this person who has only known him for a few days, why should he help you? What specialties do you have? Maybe this is just a new trap, do you think your reputation is not bad enough?"

"No, no." Stephen Zhou, who had angel wings, retorted.

Stephen Zhou watched the two people in his mind arguing endlessly, and finally Stephen Zhou with angel wings prevailed.

"Although I don't need his whitewashing, I still want to thank Producer Zhou for everything he has done for me." Stephen Zhou put on

He planned to go to Producer Zhou to thank him personally, and wanted to ask why he helped him so much.

Stephen Zhou boarded the bus and lived in an inconspicuous corner.

"Xiaomi, have you read the news this morning?"

Maybe it was the voice called Xiaomi: "I looked, and I found that Stephen Zhou is not completely a villain. I think he is actually very handsome."

"He didn't do anything bad to us other than cheating us."

Stephen Zhou heard the conversation between the two girls beside him.

How long has he not felt such kind eyes.

After Stephen Zhou arrived at the place, he got off the bus, found a milk tea shop, walked in, and dialed Zhou Hao according to the phone number on his business card.

When Zhou Hao arrived at the company, he took out his mobile phone when he heard the ringtone of the mobile phone in his pocket.It shows an unfamiliar mobile phone number.

"Hello, I'm Producer Zhou, who is it?" Zhou Hao answered the phone.

Stephen Zhou breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the call connected, he said nervously: "The producer of that week, I'm Stephen Zhou, I wonder if you have any impression?"

After Zhou Hao heard the words Stephen Zhou, his eyes lit up slightly.

"Mr. Stephen Zhou, I'm Producer Zhou, are you planning to participate in our program?"

"Well...can we talk, I'm currently at the milk tea shop near your company, I want to thank you personally."

As soon as Zhou Hao heard that there was something interesting, he quickly replied: "Okay, I'll come right away."

"Ding dong!" Zhou Hao pushed open the door of the milk tea shop and walked in, and saw Stephen Zhou sitting at the corner.

Zhou Hao made it to face Stephen Zhou Hou.

Stephen Zhou was the first to speak out: "I saw the report about me this morning..."

"Is Mr. Stephen Zhou dissatisfied with our sincerity? Then we can still modify it to make you satisfied."

Stephen Zhou waved his hand.

"No, no..."

"Don't help me whitewash, I will admit what I have done. Why did the weekly producer choose me?"

Zhou Hao replied without hesitation: "I want to give Mr. Stephen Zhou a chance to reform himself. I believe Mr. Stephen Zhou. Are you willing to change with me?" Zhou Hao stretched out his hand towards Stephen Zhou.

Stephen Zhou's eyes widened.

"My pleasure."

Finally, he took Zhou Hao's hand.

"Happy cooperation." The two smiled at each other and reached an agreement.

"Mr. Stephen Zhou, I'm going back to the company to make preparations now, do you want to come with me?"

"Ok."

Zhou Hao returned to his company, and immediately someone hurried forward

"Boss, you finally appeared." Xiao Zhang said.

"What happened to Xiao Zhang? You are in such a hurry."

Xiao Zhang panted and said, "Boss...Boss, hurry up...your office...office..."

Zhou Hao patted Xiao Zhang on the back; "Don't worry, take it easy and I'll listen to you?"

"What happened?" Zhou Hao asked Xiao Wang beside him.

Xiao Wang said: "Boss, after you left, a beautiful woman came to the company and said she had something to do with you. We told you that you were not here, but she didn't listen and rushed to your office, saying she was waiting for you to come back. keep scolding you..."

After Zhou Hao listened to what Xiao Wang said, he apologized to Stephen Zhou and rushed to his office.

Pushing open the office door, Zhou Hao saw Xiaomei's familiar face.

"What are you doing here? I remember I said that if I go to the appointment, don't look for me."

Xiaomei became emotional when she saw Zhou Hao, "You despicable villain, you will die badly..."

Zhou Hao frowned, and called the security guard downstairs, who soon came over.

"Throw her out for me."

"Let go of me, let me go, I want to call the police." Xiaomei struggled.

"Then call the police."

Zhou Hao dialed 110 and told the police the address.

"Okay, we'll come right over."