What to do if you encounter scum [Quick Transmigration]

Lu Shichuan did not reply to this WeChat message.

He ended the contract in order to give He Fengrong some time to think.This kind of thinking is best done alone.

So he smoked out the cigarette in his hand, and went straight to the bedroom to sleep after washing up.

Early the next morning, he was woken up on time by his biological clock.

The secretary prepared a complete schedule for Lu Shichuan, and the nanny started preparing breakfast half an hour ago, until he walked out of the bedroom and went downstairs, the faint smell of food had already wafted to his nose.

"Mr. Lu." Seeing Lu Shichuan, the nanny was a little cautious, and seemed to have been asked some questions by the secretary beforehand, "Do you have any other orders?"

Lu Shichuan sat down at the table, took a sip of coffee and said, "Go and do your work."

Before three o'clock this afternoon, his schedule was very tight.

Not long after breakfast, the driver had already driven to the door.

Lu Shichuan took the coat handed by the nanny and put it on his forearm, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the scenery outside the door.

The villa has a small garden.

On both sides of the slightly winding cobblestone path, there is a thick blue violet.

This is the scene he was used to seeing not long ago.

The secretary got out of the car.

He stayed up for a long time last night before letting the gardeners overturn the entire garden without making too much noise. At this time, he carefully observed Lu Shichuan's expression, and finally he was really relieved, but he didn't mention it again. Quickly took two steps back and opened the rear door, "Mr. Lu."

Lu Shichuan bent down to go in, sat down and nodded to the secretary.

The secretary understood, he also nodded, and then said to the driver: "Let's go, go to Deli Square first."

The busy time was 10 minutes longer than Lu Shichuan expected.

He had his second meal of the day at [-]:[-].

After the meal, he raised his hand and glanced at his watch, then wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and asked, "Have you finished eating?"

With Lu Shichuan by his side, the secretary had a hard time eating this delicious meal. Hearing this, he quickly replied: "It's ready."

The two got up one after the other, and the secretary was half a step behind, "Mr. Lu, are you going to the auction site now?"

"Ah."

Lu Shichuan had a strong sense of time, and when they arrived, most of the invitees had already entered.

After entering the door, the secretary looked around, leaned over to Lu Shichuan's ear and said, "Mr. Lu, should we meet Mr. Chen first?"

Before Lu Shichuan could speak, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Lu Yue?"

It was Zhong Yuan, on the one hand he was surprised to see Lu Shichuan, on the other hand, he was also surprised to see Lu Shichuan in this place, "Why are you here?"

The secretary turned around first. He has dealt with investors all year round, but he is not very familiar with the entertainment section. Because Zhong Yuan called the stage name of the original owner in the entertainment industry, he frowned and replied on behalf of Lu Shichuan: "Sir, do you admit your mistake?" people?"

Zhong Yuan saw the way the two got along, and felt even more strange.

He Fengrong had investigated Lu Shichuan's details before, so Zhong Yuan knew clearly about Lu Shichuan's family background.

But whether it was the 300 million yesterday, or the word "Boss Lu" he heard just now from the mouth of the man who was traveling with Lu Shichuan, he was puzzled.

Did he find out that all the background about Lu Shichuan was fake?

But it's completely unreasonable to say this. If Lu Shichuan is not short of money, why did he agree to be taken care of, and why did he step into the entertainment industry?

Although he had doubted Lu Yue's well-educated behavior before, his doubts were often not deep.After all, temperament can be cultivated the day after tomorrow.

Identity, however, cannot.

Lu Shichuan raised his hand to stop the secretary's movements, "You go and inform Mr. Chen first, and I'll be there soon."

The secretary glanced at Zhong Yuan first, then took a half step back, and slightly bent over Lu Shichuan, "Yes." Then he turned around and searched for the traces of Chen Mingren's father and daughter in the arena.

Zhong Yuan watched the secretary's respectful attitude towards Lu Shichuan all the time, and his credibility of the known information was even more shaken.

Lu Shichuan did sign a nurturing contract, but based on what he saw between Lu Shichuan and He Fengrong, it seemed that they didn't look like a normal nurturing relationship from the beginning to the end.

Even He Fengrong was still at a disadvantage in front of Lu Shichuan...

This was an unbelievable situation for him before, so when he realized that Lu Shichuan's identity might be unusual, he didn't think it was unacceptable.

Probably because it happened to Lu Shichuan, so it made sense.

Zhong Yuan took two steps forward, "Lu..." He paused for a moment, then changed his words, "Mr. Lu, even though it's presumptuous to ask, I still want to know, who are you?"

This question is somewhat troublesome to explain.

Lu Shichuan never liked trouble. He said, "I am Lu Shichuan. You only need to know this."

The man who spoke was indifferent, with a stern face, and his tone was always cold.

This is the pressure that Zhong Yuan could feel before, but never thought deeply about.

He carefully screened in his mind, but did not find any family named Lu. Seeing that Lu Shichuan had no intention of explaining, he turned to say: "Then let's get to know each other again." He stretched out his hand, "Mr. Lu, hello, I am God." Zhong Yuan, the president of Qing Entertainment, if there is a place where we can help each other in the future, Mr. Lu please consider——in view of the past, give priority to Tianqing Entertainment as a partner."

The palms of the two clasped once, and they separated quickly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhong," Lu Shichuan said, "We will have a chance to cooperate soon."

"Mr. Lu means—"

Zhong Yuan was about to ask carefully when he saw Lu Shichuan's secretary walking back through the crowd.

He whispered a few words in Lu Shichuan's ear, and the latter followed his gaze, and met Chen Qian who was looking over at the right time.

Zhong Yuan also saw the young, beautiful and curvaceous Miss Chen.

There was a "click" in his heart.

Lu Shichuan nodded to Chen Qian, then turned to Zhong Yuan and said, "Sorry, I have something else to do, so I won't bother Mr. Zhong. As for the cooperation, let's talk about it later."

After the words, he lifted his foot and left.

Zhong Yuan hurriedly said before his back disappeared from sight: "Mr. Lu, Mr. He will also be present today!"

Lu Shichuan paused imperceptibly under his feet.

He walked on.

Zhong Yuan stood on the spot and watched the young beautiful girl walk towards Lu Shichuan with a sweet smile, the expectation in Xing's eyes could be seen from such a distance.

Such a pair of men and women stand together, especially like a pair of lovers.

He couldn't help but start to worry, if Mr. He saw such a scene——

"Why are you standing here, what are you looking at?"

Zhong Yuan froze, he turned around abruptly, and sure enough, he saw He Fengrong's handsome face, he swallowed, took a step to the left to block the other's sight, and managed to calm down, "I didn't see anything."

Before yesterday, He Fengrong could see through Zhong Yuan's lame cover-up at a glance, but now he is depressed and has no time to care about the strangeness of others.

Hearing what Zhong Yuan said, he continued to move forward, "Then let's go."

Zhong Yuan let out a long sigh of relief.

But at this moment, He Fengrong heard a particularly familiar voice amidst the din.

He stopped suddenly, and turned his eyes to the direction of the sound.

Zhong Yuan walked on the side, seeing He Fengrong's reaction, his heartbeat that had just returned to normal began to speed up again.

He tried to interfere with He Fengrong's attention, "Mr. He, would you like to take a look at today's lot?"

However, He Fengrong's attention was no longer on him.

Through the scattered crowd, Lu Shichuan also saw He Fengrong.

The eyes of the two collided——

The next moment, Chen Qian smiled and gave Lu Shichuan a hand, pointing to the brochure in her hand, "Brother Lu, look at this calligraphy, how about taking a picture and hanging it in your office?"

Lu Shichuan then retracted his gaze, and his eyes naturally fell on the collection.

He said lightly: "Alright."

Zhong Yuan looked at He Fengrong's side face in fear, as if he could see endless rolling waves of anger in his eyes.

"Hey, Mr. He..."