Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

Guo Zibin understood the Zhang family's attitude and could easily grasp the scale: "I understand. There is one more thing. Do we need to deal with the public opinion from the pharmaceutical company?"

That is to say, the public opinion that eating the Zhang family's pills can kill people is a hot topic in Hong Kong. Although no one believes it, after all, who among those who live under the Zhang family's feet has not taken eggs and ham sent by the Zhang family? ?

The mouth that eats is soft, and the hand that takes is soft.

Zhang Haike stared at Guo Zibin and said, "Find out and handle it yourself, but other problems will be handled by others, so you don't have to worry about this."

The Zhang family’s civilized artillery fire has already set sail.

I believe good news will come back soon.

"Oh, one more thing, take care of your own personal problems. It's a matter of mutual consent. Don't mess with people you can't afford to mess with."

Zhang Haike specifically pointed out Guo Zibin's problem with women's behavior, not for any other reason, but because he had to give face to Hong Ruan, and secondly, female stars are the cash cows of Zhang's entertainment company.

Guo Zibin is not worth that much to play with a cash cow.

"Oh, there is one more small thing. The singer that the chairman tricked here is preparing for his global concert." Zhang Haike remembered that Zhang Qiyuan liked the songs this guy sang very much. Of course, this guy is also very competitive and a big cash cow.

As for the cash cow, Zhang Haike was still willing to be more tolerant: "You talk to him, I won't meet him in person. His feelings have been reported. The Zhang family is not so feudal."

Guo Zibin felt a little aggrieved. Why was he criticized for dating a female star, but this guy's unconventional relationship was blessed? ?

"Does he need to keep it secret? After all, the current social atmosphere..."

Zhang Haike glanced at Guo Zibin and said, "That's his private matter. If he wants to make it public, then he can make it public. As long as his records sell well and his concerts are packed, the Zhang family can give him a wedding of the century."

He believed that the chairman enjoyed joining in the fun.

Zhang Haike folded his hands and reminded Guo Zibin again: "Your top priority is to successfully take over as leader, and to save He Shengyong's life as leader!"

The chairman had explained to him that if such an unlucky thing happened to the society, it would be better for it to go bankrupt.

Guo Zibin met Zhang Haike's sharp gaze and couldn't help but put his fingers close to the crotch of his pants.

"Ah Bin, becoming a dragon head doesn't depend on fighting and killing. You need to eat brains."

"If you have too much free time, you can go to the mainland to invest your money."

If you have too much money, you can invest it instead of just focusing on the female celebrities in your own company.

The pattern should be a little bigger, otherwise, Zhang Haike really considers changing someone.

Guo Zibin seemed to be back to the time when he first joined the club and met his elder brother, and he was scared to death: "Yes, I will take time to read more books."

Zhang Haike nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad."

Keep it up!

It just takes constant knocking to stay humble.

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Unlike Zhang Haike, a high-level ox and horse who starts working as soon as he gets home, Zhang Qiyuan is much more leisurely.

Every day they would go to the Crescent Hotel to eat and relax, sit in the private room to listen to music and watch plays. Zhang Qiyuan saw an old man taking a walk carrying a bird cage and wanted to get one for himself, but was stopped by Zhang Qilin.

"Birds are not easy to raise." Zhang Qilin told the truth. In Zhang Qiyuan's hands, no animal or plant is easy to raise.

Zhang Qiyuan felt that Zhang Qilin spoke significantly more during this period, and sometimes, when asked some gossip-like questions, Zhang Qilin didn't like to answer.

At this time, the mouth is needed to replace the black glasses.

That's why Black Glasses is allowed to sit here and eat and drink.

"What gift did you get the puppy?"

Zhang Qilin knew that the little dog Zhang Qiyuan was talking about was no one other than the unlucky kid in Hangzhou, so he said simply: "Rattle."

Black Glasses felt Zhang Qiyuan's eagerness to describe it in detail, so he could only bear the pressure of being dumb: "It's made of golden nanmu wood, and the clan leader made it himself."

The rattle of golden nanmu wood. I wonder if the zongzi lying in the golden nanmu coffin will crawl out of the ground on their own initiative after knowing this...

So, Zhang Qilin also has some influence on Wu Xiaogou's weirdness?

Zhang Qiyuan made endless guesses.

But he didn't know that this rattle would later make Wu Xiaogou very anxious. It was because when Wu Xiaogou was sitting in the courtyard and joking with the two fat Wangs, they accidentally started talking about the rattle.

"A rattle made of golden nanmu?"

"Take it out and let your two fat uncles open their eyes!"

"I guess Xiao Tianzhen must have taken it out to sell!"

"Sell……"

Then Zhang Qilin, who had been eating grapes in silence, suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at the two fat men, and said to Wu Xiaogou, "I gave it to you."

Zhang Qilin looked at Wu Xiaogou's wide eyes and added, "I made it myself."

Wu Xiaogou jumped up on the spot and began to desperately recall whether this precious rattle was really sold by him! ! ! ? ?

When Wu Xiaofoye's brain was working rapidly, he was really smart. He opened his mouth and looked at the man in front of him who was still eating grapes calmly: "Are all the things you gave me engraved with Z?"

"There's a slash in the middle of the Z?"

He often received gifts when he was a child. Although he forgot some things when he had a fever when he was six years old, he believed that this mark was a gift from Santa Claus!!

Unexpectedly, the Santa Claus in my mind turned out to be Zhang Qilin? ?

Zhang Qilin hummed.

Wu Xiaogou used his bottle reading skill and observed Zhang Qilin's facial expression, but this time he couldn't tell clearly whether Zhang Qilin was a little angry.

But to be honest, Wu Xiaogou was a little upset.

He wanted to sort out all the precious fate between him and Zhang Qilin, but as they spent more time together, he found that the fate between him and Zhang Qilin seemed endless.

Who knows when he will be surprised or frightened?

"I may have to go back to Wushanju."

However, Wu Xiaogou, whose thoughts were always scattered, suddenly remembered something. When he and Xiaohua were playing house when they were young, Xiaohua had an abacus made of golden nanmu wood...

"Who gave Xiaohua that golden nanmu abacus?"

This is not jealousy, this is curiosity! ! Wu Xiaogou was jumping up and down in his heart to defend himself.

Zhang Qilin didn't keep the puppy waiting: "Yuan gave it to me."

It is indeed something that the chairman can do.

Wu Xiaogou asked: "Did you make it yourself?"

Zhang Qilin took a deep look at Wu Xiaogou and said the longest sentence of the day: "I found the best abacus maker in the Zhang family and polished it by hand."

Wu Xiaogou always felt that his golden nanmu rattle was also polished by the young man himself.

"I'm going back to Wushanju today."

Zhang Qilin followed silently, and then the two of them returned to Wushanju together.

Wu Xiaogou dug out a dusty box from under the bed. The rusty hinges turned, as if the gears of fate were starting to move.