Rich old man said he likes me

Zhou Geng was beaten again, this was the third time this month.

Along with his bad luck is his run-down rental house and a photo of him with his gambler parents.

"Hey!" Zhou Geng saw the man and woman in the photo, and when he directly removed the broken photo frame and reached out to tear the photo, his hand still stopped.

"Son, mom and dad are going out to work, this time you must be a good person, earn money and come back to marry you a wife!"

Zhou Geng heard the words of his parents when they were about to leave the house, and Zhou Geng felt that his heart was so hot at that time that he was so stupid.

"Which migrant worker will take away all the valuables at home, and pack so much luggage." Zhou Geng sat on the dilapidated sofa beside him, his eyes blankly looking at the blank wall.

"There are still 30 yuan left to pay off the debts here." Zhou Geng calculated the debts in his hands. He tried to take a few deep breaths. Just when his heart was about to calm down, the door opened again. It was knocked loudly.

No matter how strong Zhou Geng was, when he heard the knock on the door in the middle of the night, his heart still twitched, and he planned to turn around and run through the window.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Zhou at home?" The polite question came from outside the door that I had never felt before.

Zhou Geng stopped when he was about to jump out of the window, and asked vigilantly, "Who? I don't buy anything."

"You misunderstood. We belong to Song's company. You submitted a proposal to our company before. Our president is very interested and wants to talk to you." The voice outside the door had a gentle smile.

"Planning book?" Zhou Geng was confused for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he had participated in an event planning competition held by a company a month ago, and the prize money was as much as [-].

"Okay, here we come." Zhou Geng tidied up in a hurry, put on the clean clothes he had hidden, opened the door and saw a man with glasses standing there, looking at him in surprise.

"Hello, I'm Zhou Geng, can we talk outside?" Zhou Geng suddenly felt a little shy and nervous in the face of the good luck that fell from the sky.

The man with glasses came back to his senses, nodded, and led Zhou Geng through the alley, Zhou Geng saw a luxury car parked there.

"This is our President Song's car. I came here specially to meet you. Go quickly." The man with glasses whispered.

Zhou Geng took two steps towards the car. He remembered the rare life experience his parents taught him, that is, never get in a stranger's car casually, because you don't know what kind of hell the other party will take you to.

"Go, Mr. Song doesn't have the time to wait for you." The man with glasses looked at Zhou Geng standing there in a daze, afraid that Mr. Song would push Zhou Geng angrily.

Zhou Geng gasped when he was pushed, and was pushed to the place where he was beaten by the man with glasses. The pain made him wake up a little bit.

"Whoever hit me came here in a luxury car." Zhou Geng smiled speechlessly in his heart, opened the car door, saw the appearance and posture of the man inside, and was stunned again.

"Hello Mr. Song." Zhou Geng bowed awkwardly and said hello.

Mr. Song in the car was looking down at the documents. Hearing Zhou Geng's greeting, he nodded lightly and said, "Yes."

Zhou Geng saw that Mr. Song was so indifferent, he carefully sat beside him, and the soft car seat made him crooked involuntarily.

Zhou Geng quickly scanned the surrounding environment, and finally turned his eyes to Mr. Song from the corner of his eyes.

As Zhou Geng, who has always been interested in business, he has heard of Mr. Song.

"Song Jingheng, the grandson of the old wealthy Song's parents, took over as the president of the company directly after returning from studying abroad. The young and handsome he has no arrogance. Instead, he has been working diligently and loving public welfare. Instead, he will continue the Song company that is looming in crisis. Take a breath."

Zhou Geng went over the general introduction of this Song Jingheng in his mind, and then thought of the recent news about the Song Company, saying that the head of the Song family was about to die, and that the Song family had already begun to divide the property according to their own abilities.

"It took a lot of hard work to get this diseased tree to sprout new shoots, but it was about to be destroyed by others. I'm afraid Mr. Song will have a hard time." Thinking of this, Zhou Geng suddenly felt a sense of balance in his heart. Life is hard.

"Have you eaten yet?" Song Jingheng's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Zhou Geng's shameful little happiness.

"I've eaten, Mr. Song." Zhou Geng hurriedly returned.

"Come and eat with me, I've been busy all day, and I didn't even have a bite to eat." Song Jingheng asked the driver to take the two of them to a well-known hotel.

"Okay." Zhou Geng responded, and then the car became quiet again.

Sitting there, Zhou Geng became bored. He even took a bold look at Song Jingheng.

"It's so handsome." Zhou Geng couldn't help but praise in his heart. He had seen Song Jingheng's photos in magazines, and he always felt that he was a little too handsome. Now that he saw the real person, he was more vivid and handsome than the magazines... .

Song Jingheng seemed to feel Zhou Geng's gaze, and even turned his face to the side and smiled.

Zhou Geng hurriedly nodded and smiled apologetically.

Seeing Zhou Geng like this, Song Jingheng couldn't stop laughing happily, and looked at Zhou Geng again with a smile.

Zhou Geng looked puzzled, he didn't look like a comedian.

"Been beaten?" Song Jingheng put down the document in his hand, turned his head and chatted with Zhou Geng in a serious manner.

"Well, I accidentally clashed with someone." Zhou Geng didn't know what he looked like yet, but he tried his best to protect his face and head, so it should be okay.

"Do you want to go to the hospital first?" Song Jingheng asked with a slight frown.

"No...no need, this trivial matter is nothing." Zhou Geng didn't dare to waste Song Jingheng's time, he just wanted to eat quickly and get a bonus of 3 yuan.

"Are you nervous?" Song Jingheng asked, observing Zhou Geng.

"It's a little bit, it's the first time I see a big man like Mr. Song, and he's so handsome, so I'm bound to be nervous." Zhou Geng said with an embarrassed smile.

"Am I handsome?" Song Jingheng asked thoughtfully after listening to Zhou Geng's words.

Zhou Geng was stunned for a moment, he was so polite, didn't Song Jingheng know what he looked like?

"Tall and handsome, very handsome." Zhou Geng said more vigorously.

When Song Jingheng heard Zhou Geng say this, he laughed out of joy.

Zhou Geng frowned. He didn't understand what was wrong with Song Jingheng. He was so successful after being praised a few times?

Song Jingheng glanced at Zhou Geng again, and said casually, "You're pretty handsome, too."

"Fortunately, it's not as good as Mr. Song." Zhou Geng said with a stiff expression.

Song Jingheng looked at Zhou Geng's helpless face, he patted Zhou Geng with a smile, and said, "I've read your proposal, and it's very thoughtful."

"It's good that Song always likes it." Zhou Geng hurriedly raised his spirits when he heard that he finally started to talk about business.

"But it's a pity that it's not suitable for our company." Song Jingheng took out another document and handed it to Zhou Geng, saying, "This is No.1 this time, take a look."

Zhou Geng couldn't hide the embarrassment and loss in his heart when he heard that it was not suitable and that No.1 was someone else.

He took the document with an embarrassed expression. Looking at it, the other party was obviously a veteran and professional, and his work was indeed more comprehensive than his, but he was too timid and far less innovative than his.

"Mr. Song, is this already settled?" Zhou Geng asked tentatively.

"No, it's just an internal discussion in that department. Give it to me to sign. I took a look and found yours to be very interesting, so I came to meet you." Song Jingheng said with a gentle smile and his voice was extremely pleasant .

"Oh? Then Mr. Song means that I can still be saved?" Zhou Geng asked with raised eyebrows.

Song Jingheng glanced at Zhou Geng. This man was only eighteen or nineteen years old, with black, black and purple scars on his face, but when he heard a chance fell in front of him, he would show hunter-like eyes.

"Eat first, let's talk after eating." Song Jingheng actually avoided Zhou Geng's eyes.

Zhou Geng nodded, and began to seriously study the No.1 plan. He must get the 3 yuan, so that he can buy himself some time, and he can even use the 3 yuan to earn more money!

The more Zhou Geng thought about it, the more excited he became, but he forced himself to calm down. He had to find enough loopholes.

"Boss, the restaurant is here." Time passed quickly, and when the driver's voice sounded, Zhou Geng saw about half of the place.

"Let's eat first." Song Jingheng said and took away the documents from Zhou Geng's hand.

Zhou Geng was annoyed for a moment, he somehow felt that Song Jingheng did it on purpose.

But he didn't dare to say much, and followed Song Jingheng all the way inside, and many people watched him on the way.

"The child I picked up on the road." After being watched a lot, Song Jingheng himself explained.

Zhou Geng was even more unhappy, this Song Jingheng obviously didn't take him seriously.

Finally entered the private room, Song Jingheng asked Zhou Geng to sit on the farthest opposite side, and the two of them had a few dishes in front of each other. Song Jingheng was eating all the time and didn't give Zhou Geng a chance to talk at all.

"Bastard!" Zhou Geng cursed in his heart, and angrily ate all the food.

"Haven't you eaten?" Song Jingheng glanced at Zhou Geng's dinner plate, and asked with deep eyes.

"I didn't eat much before. It's such a good meal and I eat it with Mr. Song, so it tastes better." Zhou Geng said that he was about to throw up, but he still wanted to say it.

"Hahaha, well said." Unexpectedly, Song Jingheng unexpectedly ate this set, and even ordered one for Zhou Geng.

"No need, I'm full." Zhou Geng said awkwardly, he wanted to tell Song Jingheng about the plan.

"Hey, eat some more, I see you are delicious, and I want to eat more." Song Jingheng said and ordered another one for himself.

Zhou Geng had no choice but to bury his head and eat hard. In the end, he didn't eat, but Song Jingheng ate cleanly.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten so comfortably, let's go." Song Jingheng said as he got up and was about to leave.

"Where are you going?" Zhou Geng asked confusedly.

Song Jingheng looked at Zhou Geng's pure defense, suddenly laughed, and said, "Of course we are going to the hotel."