After marrying Mr. Ba, I counterattacked

The acquisition process went very smoothly. Soon after, Shibian Company and Luxing Group formally merged. Lu Zhuo owned most of the shares and had absolute control over the merged company.

Shi Jin didn't recover from the news for a few days, and his parents probably hated Lu Zhuo to death.

But in fact, Lu Zhuo also met with the two old men after he proposed the acquisition of Shi Feng.

The two old men seemed to be desperate, and scolded Lu Zhuo like crazy after hearing this suggestion.

Lu Zhuo didn't care, on the contrary, because of this attitude, he no longer regarded these two selfish people as Shi Jin's parents, and warned them: "Whether you agree or not, the current time is controlled by Shi Feng. He's signed the contract."

"I'm just here to inform you, and I'm not here without your consent."

"Finally, if you harass Shi Jin again, the cemetery you selected in advance will be gone."

When he said this, he also felt that it was a little too much, but after thinking about it, these two people have not been too much to Shi Jin in the past 20 years.

Shi Feng and Shi Jin spent so many days living for expectations.

He hopes that Shi Jin can simply live for himself.

On the night when the company merged successfully, Lu Zhuo brought home a contract.

Xie Sheng felt that Lu Zhuo was a complete lunatic when printing, and wanted to dissuade him, but was stared back by Lu Zhuo.

He took a shower without stopping today, and spread the contract in front of Shi Jin.

A few words were clearly written on the top of the contract: Share gift agreement.

Shi Jin was so shocked that the oranges in his hand dropped, he pulled the papers over and tore them up, and said the same thing as Xie Sheng: "Are you crazy?"

But Lu Zhuo's reaction was different. He explained patiently: "I want to confess something to you." Lu Zhuo paused for a few seconds and then said, "I told your parents not to contact you again."

"But after thinking about it, I'm afraid you won't feel safe."

"So I want to give you 20.00% of the company's shares as a gift for... the six-month wedding anniversary?"

Shi Jin peeled another orange, broke it and stuffed it into his mouth, grinning sourly: "Anyway, I tore it up, so you can say what you like."

Lu Zhuo took out another stack from his briefcase, all of which were his photocopied share gift agreements.

Shi Jin was so choked that he almost couldn't breathe: "I feel safe every day, isn't this the reality show team just sent me a sum of money?"

Lu Zhuo: "This is different."

Shi Jin: "Do you really enjoy this feeling of 'supporting' others?"

Lu Zhuo: ...

Yes, but probably only for you.

Lu Zhuo answered silently in his heart, and didn't say anything more, but suddenly remembered something, and asked, "The reality show will start filming in a few days, right?"

Shi Jin chewed the orange and nodded, not realizing that Lu Zhuo's expression had changed.

"Then you agreed to the program team's request to cooperate with Song Yi?"

Shi Jin threw his hands in the air, opened his mouth and moved, but didn't know how to answer.

At that time, I agreed to Song Yi because I wanted to anger Lu Zhuo, but I didn't expect Lu Zhuo to settle accounts after the two reconciled.

He sighed, put down the orange, a little helpless: "After all, it has been agreed before."

Lu Zhuo was not surprised when he heard this answer, as if he had expected it, he nodded and went upstairs into the study.

Shi Jin sat on the sofa by himself, annoyed.

Lu Zhuo sat down and opened the file, glanced at it a few times and turned it back. He just flipped through several pages, but he didn't remember anything when he realized it.

He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms across his chest.

My eyes scanned the words on the paper, but I couldn't understand the meaning of them pieced together.Lu Zhuo was a little annoyed, he hated this feeling of being out of control, people who can't even control their own mind can't achieve great things.

The phone kept vibrating on the table, and he sat up straight and connected it with a "tsk".

"Mr. Lu, Zhong Weiqiang's case will be in court next Friday. You need to prepare."

Lu Zhuo hung up the phone with an "um" and was about to go out and talk to Shi Jin.

As soon as he opened the door, Shi Jin still kept his ear on the door to eavesdrop, and the child showed him his goodwill with a mocking smile.

Lu Zhuo leaned against the door frame to see how he would go back.

Shi Jin took a deep breath and said, "The press conference of "Idol's Week" the day after tomorrow, I have to go there tomorrow to join the program crew." Having said that, he paused for a while, his eyes drifted left and right, but he didn't meet Lu Zhuo's eyes: " After that, I may follow the program group."

What Lu Zhuo thought was the same as Jue Farewell, he waved his hand very grandly: "Go, I have something to do too, I just don't need to spend time with you."

Shi Jin looked at him suddenly, and said angrily, "I'm going to pack my things now!"

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A week later.

Lu Zhuo is going to attend the trial the next day. As the plaintiff, he should make adjustments to see Zhong Weiqiang being handcuffed and shackled to accept the punishment of the law, and pay the due price for his actions.

But he just couldn't cheer up.

When I got home from work to take a shower, I saw another set of pajamas that were two sizes smaller than myself next to my changed pajamas; passing by the living room, I found uneaten potato chips and snacks under the tea table; I finally lay down on the bed, and the quilt was full of It is the fragrance of small daisies mixed with an undissipated milk fragrance.

The pajamas are worn by Shi Jin; the snacks are left by Shi Jin; even the quilt is filled with the scent of Shi Jin.

Let no one live!

Lu Zhuo sat up straight in a daze. The hairstyle he made before going out in the morning was much softer after being rinsed and dried, and was messed up by the quilt. He was not at all like the usual President Lu who was always delicate and decent.

He put his hands in his hair to make his hair more messy, and after careful consideration, he opened the WeChat on his mobile phone, and the chat history with Shi Jin stayed a few days ago.

I don't know if Shi Jin is too busy and has no time to contact him, or because the relationship with Song Yi and the others is so fun and happy that he forgot that he is still at home.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhuo couldn't get angry and called Xie Sheng's phone with a sullen face: "Do you have the contact information of the person in charge of the program group? Send it to me."

Xie Sheng was woken up by the life-threatening phone call from this merciless boss, and he wanted to cry without tears: "Brother, I'm really convinced."

Lu Zhuo was not in the mood to listen to his complaints, so he hung up the phone and stayed on WeChat. As soon as Xie Sheng pushed the person in charge's business card, he couldn't wait to send a friend request.

The other party may have not slept so late because the recording time of the program was approaching, and it was almost a second pass.

Xie Sheng might have greeted the other party, but it turned out that the other party sent greetings first.

[Hi Mr. Lu, what's the matter? 】

Lu Zhuo didn't beat around the bush, and asked directly: [I also want to participate in that reality show. 】

principal:【? ? ? ? ? 】

【is it not OK? 】

The person in charge's remarks column changed to "The other party is typing...", Lu Zhuo kept staring at the other party's reply, but after several minutes of typing, he didn't see a reply.

Lu Zhuo was impatient and urged: [What's the problem? 】

[That... Mr. Lu, do you know what our program is called? 】

Lu Zhuo heard Xie Shengshijin mention it, but he didn't pay attention to it, he only remembered a general idea: 【What about idols. 】

The person in charge almost spat blood on the screen, thinking that you all know that it has something to do with idols, you, the president of a large listed company, can't live a life of feasting and feasting, what kind of reality show do you participate in?

[It's "Idol's Weekly", you don't quite fit the status of an idol. 】

Lu Zhuo was so annoyed by him, he stared at the search results on the computer screen and asked directly: [How much can I be a flying guest?Five hundred million plus the exclusive title of your program? 】

The person in charge was dumbfounded, and when he was thinking about how to refuse, his mind immediately took a sharp turn, and flatteringly replied: [Yes, yes, of course. 】

[I will join the group directly in a few days. 】

[Okay, okay, Mr. Lu, rest early. 】

When Lu Zhuo launched WeChat to prepare for the information screen, he glanced at Weibo from the corner of his eye, and stumbled into it by accident.

The Weibo account he registered a long time ago looked like a zombie fan, and he only followed Shi Jin.

Lu Zhuo clicked on the avatar of Li Shijin who was particularly concerned about him, and found that the other party had just reposted a Weibo a few hours ago.

[@小时小时锦衣玉食: Thank you Mr. Song Yi for taking care of me, looking forward to cooperating~[cute][very happy][shy]//@宋翰: Met the good-looking and outstanding Shijin kid [picture] [picture]】

Lu Zhuo's eyes darkened in an instant, and he read the words word by word, as if he wanted to find out whether Shi Jin and Song Yi had done anything out of the ordinary from between the lines.

There is no between the lines, but the two of them are generously placed on the table.

Song Yi posted an intimate photo of the two on Weibo. Song Yi hugged Shi Jin and wrapped him in his arms. Shi Jin smiled at the camera and compared scissorhands with puffy cheeks. The other photo showed Song Yi sleeping on a small chair. At that time, the beautiful moment when Shi Jin made a funny face behind him and was afraid of being caught.

Not only did Shi Jin not evade, but he also forwarded it with three evocative expressions.

Lu Zhuo sneered and applauded Shi Jin's boldness in his heart.

However, he zoomed in on the two group photos little by little until Song Yi in the photo was squeezed out, leaving Shi Jin alone.

The Shi Jin in the photo just stayed with Lu Zhuo all night brightly.

After the trial, Lu Zhuo rushed to the airport non-stop, eager to teleport to Shi Jin's side to see what he was doing and if he was with Song Yi.

Lu Zhuo's conjecture really came true.

After he got off the plane, he was taken to the set by the crew's special car, and the program crew was filming the beginning of the trip.

Although it was a reality show, since it was arranged to have CP with Song Yi, Shi Jin needed a script.

At this time, Shi Jin was following the script, and when the trip started, he had to offer to join Song Yi as a group, and Song Yi had to be very happy, and sat in the same car with his arms around him.

Just as the two of them were chatting, laughing and walking past the camera very intimately, Shi Jin suddenly stopped at the same spot, jumped a few steps to the side in an instant, and distanced himself from Song Yi.

Song Yi didn't react, and his hands were still in the air, very inexplicable.

The way he looked at Shi Jin became cautious mixed with fear, following Shi Jin's eyes, he saw a person coming from the end of the alley.

The man was a little taller than himself, and his body proportions were ridiculously good. He was wearing a long black trench coat and suit pants, and he couldn't see his face clearly when he walked against the light.

Song Yi turned to ask Shi Jin, "Who is it?"

Shi Jin shook his head timidly, not daring to meet his gaze, and stared straight at the man's figure from far to near.

When he walked in front of them, Song Yi realized that the man's complexion was very unkind, and every inch of his exposed skin seemed to have been severely slashed when he looked at him.

Song Yi thought Shi Jin had something to do with him, so he grabbed Shi Jin's wrist and pushed him behind him, asking, "Who is he? Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The man in front of him snorted softly, very disdainful.

Song Yi was very dissatisfied with his attitude, frowned and said, "No matter who you are, don't even try to do anything to Xiao Jin."

The man seemed to be agitated, and finally spoke, raising his chin towards Shi Jin: "Tell him who I am."

Song Yi turned to look at Shi Jin, his eyes were full of puzzlement and questioning.

Shi Jin lowered his head and didn't dare to tell the truth, after all, there were so many cameras around them: "It's...my brother."

The man laughed: "Oh?"

Shi Jin was most afraid that he would question him like this, that he would not be able to get out of bed when he returned to the hotel tonight, so he blushed and clenched his fists and replied in a voice that only three people could hear: "He is... Lu Zhuo, my husband!"

Song Yi:?

He stood and cracked on the spot.