A ventriloquist is reborn in the 21st century

The Yu family was a well-known business family in Yancheng back then. Later, due to some incidents, the whole family moved abroad. After more than ten years, there has been a good momentum of development abroad, but the head of the Yu family is old after all. Ye Luo had the idea of ​​returning to his roots, so he wanted to transfer part of the industry back to China, and Yu Jinshao, as the eldest son of the Yu family's generation, was sent back by his father to investigate the domestic situation.

Yu Jinshao remembered that when he met that man, it was after a banquet. After dinner that day, a group of people met to go to the club for a drink. , The Yu family has been away from China for many years, and many of their previous contacts have faded away. This is a good opportunity to cultivate a network, so they didn't refuse.

The box is not small, and all the people who come here are prominent entrepreneurs in Yancheng, accompanied by some young women and men, and there are even some faces he has seen before, among the first-line female artists in the entertainment industry and popular Xiaosheng, looking at these people who are glamorous in front of them and smirking behind them, he actually doesn't feel anything in his heart. He is used to such scenes, and those people must know his preferences and find him a young boy. Son, that child has a handsome appearance and a well-behaved and reserved personality, which really suits Yu Jinshao's taste. With a slight smile on his lips, he stretched out his hand and pulled the boy to sit in his arms.

"What's your name?" Yu Jinshao lowered her head slightly and asked softly.

The boy has been working here for a long time, and he has never seen such a rich, handsome and elegant man, and he is so gentle, his cheeks flushed instantly, "I, my name is Xiao Shu."

"Xiao Shu," Yu Jinshao smiled, "Pour me a drink."

"Okay, sir." The young man responded, poured a glass of wine and handed it to Yu Jinshao's lips, apparently intending to feed him personally. Yu Jinshao was calm and capable in his work, meticulous, but very flexible, in such a scene Here, very relaxed, he took a sip of the wine in the young man's hand, made fun of it casually, and turned to talk with the boss of Tengshan Real Estate who was sitting beside him.

The young man was very sensible, and when he saw this, he sat quietly by the side without disturbing them. Yu Jinshao talked to the other party for a while, and the door of the box opened. He glanced casually and saw a young man coming in at the door. He looks in his late twenties, tall and thin, with a handsome and clean face, but his complexion is a little pale. He is wearing a simple solid-color T-shirt and light-colored jeans, and a pair of clean canvas shoes on his feet. The atmosphere is a bit out of place, but there is no cramped expression on the face.

Yu Jinshao has met many young boys, but for some reason, he couldn't help but look at him more. As soon as the boy came in, a middle-aged man went up to him and talked to him. His tone was very strong, and the boy looked strange. Great, frowned slightly, but didn't say anything after all.

The boss of Tengshan Real Estate next to him followed his line of sight and said, "That's the ace manager of Xingtu International. That young man must be his newly signed artist. Looking at Mr. Zhang's appearance, it is probably because of that Young people are very interested."

Yu Jinshao subconsciously took a look at the boss of the Zhang Group. That guy had a big fat face and two bean eyes stared straight at the handsome young man. His eyes were very wretched. Yu Jinshao felt a little pity inexplicably. But there was no extra emotion on the face.

He saw the young man sitting next to Mr. Zhang and pouring him wine. It must be because he was too young, and his tone and demeanor seemed a little jerky and stiff. Yu Jinshao thought it was strange not even to reject it, how did such a person survive in the entertainment industry?

While talking with people, he observed the situation over there with a calm expression. The young man obviously didn't drink very well. He didn't drink much, his face turned red, and he couldn't help being drugged in the drink afterwards. I know, Yu Jinshao watched his consciousness gradually become dizzy, and then Mr. Zhang's fat hand stretched out on the young and thin body unscrupulously. Going around, the boy stood up from the sofa all at once.

The young man covered his mouth with one hand, and rushed out of the box recklessly. He must have been drunk and wanted to vomit, but he just escaped Mr. Zhang's molestation of him. become not so good.

After about ten minutes, the boy came back. His complexion was even more ugly, but his eyes were a little clearer than before. The salty pig's hand was about to reach into the boy's skirt, but the boy suddenly avoided the other party with all his strength.

Yu Jinshao marveled at his willpower, but in the next second, he smelled a faint smell of blood in the air. The blood should have been strong, but it was washed away by the alcohol, but he still smelled it. Yu Jinshao was deep His eyes darkened for a moment, and he saw bright red blood flowing down the boy's clenched fist and sliding onto the back of his white hand.

His vision seemed to be stabbed, and Yu Jinshao was about to utter a word to stop him, but he, who has been in the mall for a long time, although he looked gentle and kind, was actually cold inside, he thought about it in his heart, and couldn't find a reason to make a move Then he just watched helplessly as the young man bit his own lip in order to maintain his crumbling clarity, and the corners of his lips were bloodshot, but the effect of the medicine must have been too strong, and he passed out in the end.

Then Mr. Zhang grandly beckoned his assistant to take the boy out. Yu Jinshao could almost foresee what happened next. This time, he finally couldn't hold back, stood up and stopped him loudly.

"What?" Mr. Zhang turned his head to look at Yu Jinshao, and said with a half-smile in his eyes, "Boss Yu is this?"

Although the Zhang family has become bigger and bigger over the years and has some influence in Yancheng, it is nothing compared to the Yu family. Yu Jinshao didn't pay attention to him, didn't even look at him, and walked over directly , intending to support the young man, when he stretched his hand halfway, there was a loud "bang" in the air. Yu Jinshao followed the sound and saw a young man standing at the door. Strict, fair and plump, with large drops of sweat rolling down his forehead, his appearance was somewhat embarrassed, but he couldn't hide his astonishing appearance.

The man's eyes quickly swept around the field. When he saw the boy, his eyes were full of anger and anxiety, and then he directly punched Jiang Qi's assistant who was supporting Yang Bei.

He was very strong, and with just one punch, he knocked the opponent back a few steps, fell to the ground and couldn't get up, and then he saw the man grab the crumbling boy into his arms with quick eyesight and quick hands.

Everything that happened after that made him a little unexpected. He watched the man drink strong alcohol in order to take the boy away. Unexpectedly, this man who came suddenly turned out to be from Ji Shinian. Looking at the coldness in Ji Shinian's eyes, he knew for the first time that his brother, who had been playing with him since he was a child, would care so much about someone. when.

That day, Yu Jinshao learned that the young man's name was Yang Bei from Ji Shinian. The second time he and Yang Bei met, it was on the road outside a hotel in the bustling area of ​​Yancheng. His car had just stopped. A figure stumbled and fell on the ground.

Yu Jinshao smelled the smell of alcohol all over his body, and couldn't help but frowned, feeling displeased by this inexplicable drunkard rushing up, he stretched out his hand to raise the window, intending to drive the car away.

Suddenly the other party raised his head and said in a hurry: "Help, help me, sir, please..." Yu Jinshao's hand to start the car froze for a moment, he turned his head to look outside, and saw the door of the hotel. Two burly men rushed out, apparently aiming at the young man in front of him.

Without even thinking about it, Yu Jinshao opened the car door and pulled him into the co-pilot, then drove away. He took Yang Bei back to his residence. Yang Bei was already unconscious. After thinking about it, he bent down and hugged him Standing up, at that moment, he was a little surprised that such a big adult could be held so lightly.

The next morning, Yang Bei came out of an unfamiliar room clutching his sore head. He looked at Yu Jinshao with wariness in his eyes and asked, "Did you save me?" He stood at the door wearing slippers, The hair is fluffy and messy, but there are not many traces of hangover on that handsome face, it is still fair and clean, which is the benefit of being young after all.

Yu Jinshao was stunned for a moment, lowering his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes, "I brought you back, come and have some breakfast."

Yang Bei blinked and said seriously, "Sir, may I ask your surname?"

"My surname is Yu."

"Mr. Yu, thank you, if it wasn't for you last night..." In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped. He didn't want to mention such things to anyone. As a man, he was coveted by men. This made him feel very resentful and ashamed.

Yu Jinshao pointed at the table with a gentle tone, but Yang Bei was taken aback by what he said. Yu Jinshao said softly, "Why do I make myself so embarrassed every time I see you?"

"What do you mean?" Yang Bei's expression changed, and he continued, "You know me?"

"Last time at the wine party, Mr. Zhang..." Yu Jinshao only mentioned it a little bit, but Yang Bei's thoughts were brought to the past in an instant. He didn't want to look back at that unbearable memory. Suddenly being mentioned by someone, his brain was shocked instantly, and then he stared at Yu Jinshao carefully, his expression suddenly became embarrassing and embarrassing, obviously thinking of Yu Jinshao too, he clenched his dangling hand , said in a panic, "No, I'm sorry, I still have some things to do, I have to go first, I will repay you..."

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The author has something to say: as I write, I really want to write a long series of articles, but I feel that I only write extra stories, which is a pity (〃′o`)