I, ET, mixed entertainment circle

Yu Qinghuan worked hard to eat a soup dumpling, six shrimp dumplings, half a golden crab, and a plate of boiled Chinese kale. He felt his stomach was about to burst, but looking at the guy sitting across from him who was devouring it, he felt... Can kill another plate!

"Mr. Yu..."

Ah Qi sat on the sidelines helping him prepare vegetables, and was surprised to see him eat so much. You must know that this super rich BOSS has always been very restrained in his diet. This is of course closely related to his physical condition, but it is also caused by his family environment since he was a child. of.

Yu Qinghuan started from scratch as a semi-disabled IT guy. His talent and ability are outstanding, and when he was in the shopping mall, he was helped like a goddess of luck kissing his forehead. The American people exclaimed as "Miracle Boy".

The general public loves to hear and like such inspirational legends, but in fact, without the first bucket of venture capital given by the "rich and self-willed" rich adoptive mother Zhu Di, and her dazzling contacts in the Internet industry, Yu Qinghuan's success may have been impossible. It will not come so quickly and swiftly, at least it will not be so easy to turn around under the mouth of the brutal industry predators, and there is a chance to slowly grow yourself.

Before being picked up by Judy, he was an "orphan" who was abandoned by his biological mother in the orphanage. Fortunately, after being adopted by Judy, he was like a seed randomly scattered in a dark and damp corner, slowly growing gloomy and weak. It germinated and before it grew into a crooked neck tree, it was suddenly transplanted into a garden with plenty of water and fertilizer and full of sunshine.

He carefully stretched his branches and leaves tentatively, trying to do his best, hoping not to be abandoned again, even the romantic and passionate Judy couldn't make him show more smiles, or let him completely unpack Armed in the heart.

Watered by Judy's abundant maternal love, he slowly grows into what he wants to be - self-control, tenacity, bravery, and self-confidence. Even though his body gradually collapses, at least he tries to give Judy a better life before completely withering away. A reason to be proud.

He has never been very particular about his diet. After he became ill in his teens, he only ate meals carefully prepared by a nutritionist. Almost every meal consisted of boiled vegetables, salad mixed with white meat (chicken or fish), Boiled eggs, occasionally fish steaks and fried meat.Until the number of attacks became more and more frequent, and he wanted to let himself indulge in self-willed enjoyment, these oral pleasures were actually unbearable.

The bitter taste of medicine between his lips and teeth made his tongue numb and tasteless, and eating was only necessary for his body to absorb energy.

It wasn't until an enthusiastic neighbor treated him with miraculous "internal strength" that Yu Qinghuan felt the long-lost taste of food again on the tip of her tongue.

That kind of pure, rustic sweetness is so beautiful that people's eyes can't help being sour.

Having dinner with the big stomach king in front of me makes people salivate vigorously, and I can't wait to lick the plate clean with him.

After Yang Qibei finished the last plate of fried noodles and reluctantly put down his chopsticks, Yu Qinghuan finally let out a sigh of relief and put down the tableware in his hands.

With generous tips, several property management personnel professionally removed the emptied dishes from the table with a smile on their faces.

Yang Qibei lazily spread his body on the sofa, all the bones in his body seemed to be scattered, and he was as full as a harmless beast with a full stomach.

The body is full, but the spirit cloud is still thirsting for emotional waves. Yang Qibei drooped his eyelids and couldn't help throwing eye waves one after another at the gentleman sitting in a wheelchair on the opposite side.

It's a pity that although the gentleman ate very satiated, he didn't let out many emotional waves.

Tsk!Self-made men are really unlikable.

Yang ET pouted.

The self-made Mr. Yu wiped the corner of his mouth lightly, and burped rarely. He laughed at himself, and naturally turned to the topic, discussing with Mr. Yang the feasibility of "doing exercises" to help the treatment again.

"Mr. Yang, you should be able to see that my physical condition is not good. In fact, before receiving your treatment, it was very bad. My attending doctor can't do anything about it."

Yu Qinghuan carefully chose her words, said something, took a few breaths, and frankly told Yang Qibei about her physical condition with full sincerity. In fact, she probably couldn't hide it even if she wanted to.

After listening to "kung fu fan" Mitt give him the "common knowledge of martial arts" in Huaguo, he realized that Huaguo has such magical legends about "acupuncture points", "internal energy", "meridians" and so on. It is said that the masters of internal energy even Can use internal force to probe other people's limbs and bones, as well as the meridians of the whole body.

Although rationally and logically, he could not believe the exaggerated words of Mitt, who was "obsessed" with Huaguo Kungfu, but this personal experience made Yu Qinghuan have a huge impact on the materialist worldview of the past 28 years. shake.

But maybe, this miraculous "internal strength" is just some kind of unknown that we human beings cannot correctly understand our own potential with modern science?

All unscientific, just because science is not enough to understand and explain.

Resolutely nailing the pillar of science to her shaky worldview, Yu Qinghuan wants to try the taste of miracle again.

"I hope to get your help and continue to use your 'internal strength' to help me treat. The data given by the hospital after the examination made me feel that this is an unimaginable miracle. In fact, my doctors and assistants all I really want to visit, and I want to ask how you, the miracle worker, did it."

Yu Qinghuan's tall and straight eyebrows were slightly bent, she glanced at the deserted surroundings, and said with a smile: "I think this presumptuous uninvited guest like me is enough to bother me, and 'hermits' probably don't like being surrounded by curious and excited strangers. .”

Yang Qibei was a little surprised. This young rich man suffering from illness has a very good temper, he can even be considered considerate and thoughtful, and his observation is meticulous. .

Is this probably the Black Ink?No, it should be said that they share similar tastes, and old friends who hang out with "Yang Qibei" don't have this kind of positive energy.

"So, yes, is there anything I can, can do for you?"

It was rare for Yu Qinghuan to say such a lot, and even though she tried her best to speak slowly and softly, she had already started to breathe a little.The fine sweat on the forehead wetted his soft hair, and some yellowed and slightly curly hair was attached to his forehead obediently, and there was persistence and firmness in the black eyes.

If I can restore my decadent body and bring back a glimmer of life, even if the other party wants to return to Beihuang Group...

Yu Qinghuan lowered her eyes slightly, as long as she really can give him more time, ten years?five years?Even if it's only for two or three years, it's worth it.

Of course, if this is an exchange, there must be constraints and constraints on Yang Qibei during the negotiation. With the other party's past bad records, precautions and vigilance are essential.Money doesn't matter, but the result of the bamboo basket fetching water in vain is not what he wants to see.

He didn't have any attachment to Beihuang either. The reason why he bought it was because he signed in Beihuang and vowed to make a name for himself in this brilliant, corrupt and dirty circle of fame and fortune. For this reason, he would rather abandon it. Everything woman.

"I want to be a star, a household name, the kind that is well-known all over the world. It doesn't matter if you are popular or black, as long as I am famous." Yang Qibei did not hesitate for a second when President Yu made an offer.

If he is still the president of Beihuang, of course he can do whatever he wants and praise whomever he wants, but Yang ET doesn't think that he, a visitor from the outer universe, can control such a huge business group and play the money game of human beings on earth , unless being a "dominant president" can really be like that in idol dramas, besides being handsome, he is flirting with girls—however, his body is not handsome.

He has no pursuit of money and power, just enough to feed his body and enjoy himself.All he really wants is emotional energy, high quality, and as much as possible!

Thinking of high-quality emotional energy, Yang Qibei's mouth involuntarily secreted saliva, and thought he secretly looked at President Yu one after another, lamenting that young people are not young at all, they have no passion at all, and do not squander emotions ? !

Maybe, after healed his body, he could return to the normal appearance of a young human?

Whether it is for his ultimate goal of becoming a superstar on earth, or for the current taste of high-quality "food", Yang Qibei can't wait to reach a consensus with President Yu.

You support me and let me shine in the "starry sky" of the earth; I save you and make you youthful and emotional.

What a wonderful win-win future!

Yang Qibei's slightly swollen eyes were shining brightly, staring straight at President Yu's handsome and pale face, shining with expectations and longing for a better future.

With a sullen face, Ah Qi took half a step calmly and pushed the wheelchair away.

Yu Qinghuan slightly turned her face to the side with some discomfort, and tried her best to avoid the scorching light in the other party's eyes. She was very astonished at Yang Qibei's conditions, and was even more surprised to find that... I still have a day to seduce people with sex ?

After a blow to the head, something must have been broken, which changed this man's taste, temperament and behavior drastically.

Or maybe, Yang Qibei really took the acting career as a new goal in life?

Yu Qinghuan was not sure.

It's just that with his current power and money power, he doesn't need to worry about what a down-and-out middle-aged man covets him.

It may be difficult to become a star with Yang Qibei's basic conditions, but it is not difficult to become famous all over the world. With his Internet kingdom in North America, and spending money regardless of cost, as long as one lives in a civilized The modern human beings in society, he can let them know the name "Yang Qibei".

Yu Qinghuan curled her mouth and raised her hand: "Deal."

Yang Qibei stretched out his hand and held the other's thin and fair palm.

Yu Qinghuan's fingers were long and slender, with well-defined joints, and his body temperature was slightly lower than that of ordinary people. There were faint blue blood vessels on the back of his hand, and it seemed that he could easily break him with just a light grip.

Thinking of the thin chest and clear ribs that I touched when I was saving people that day, it seemed that the skin would be pierced if I pressed it harder... Yang Qibei frowned slightly. There is a long way to go to improve such a body, and the effort is a bit too much. !

For the delicacy that can be tasted in the future, for the endless emotional energy after success and fame, the cost paid now is worthwhile.

Yang Qibei tightly held President Yu's hand, faced Ah Qi's murderous gaze, and nodded vigorously: "Deal."

This bodyguard's eyes were very fierce, and his bad emotions were also very strong, like burning a knife, burning his throat, intense, cool!

Ah Qi tightly gripped the handle of the wheelchair, staring at Yang's hands, if he could do it, he would have chopped him into seventeen or eighteen pieces.It's a pity that the life of the BOSS is in the hands of others, so it's a good idea to throw it at the mouse.

If it really hit... snorted contemptuously, the memory of being beaten to the ground that day jumped out unconsciously, it seemed that when he met this unlucky guy, he couldn't bear his usual demeanor of being a master Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.

It was difficult for Hua Guo to apply for a bodyguard to wear a gun. Ah Qi glanced at the two hands that had been held together for a long time, gritted his teeth secretly, no matter how difficult it was, he had to try.