Dedicated to the silly little white artist

Seventy

As soon as Bai En returned to H City, he was dragged to the wine table by his bad friend Wang Shuhua.

He is a strange existence in the circle. First of all, the Bai family behind him is an object that no force is willing to offend. Secondly, the people with whom he has a good relationship (headed by Wang Shuhua) are obviously more flattering than close to him. With such a vibe, Bai En was lifted up before he knew it, and his peers called him 'Mr. Bai', especially the younger generation.

The top leaders sat at the same table, and the assistants sat at the same table. Bai En came here halfway, and even snatched the seat of a business upstart this year. Of course, Mr. Bai is definitely not the one who has the cheek to say such things as giving up his seat.

As soon as Song Ju saw Bai En approaching, his eyes lit up immediately, and his gaze towards Wang Shuhua was much softer. His reaction was exactly the same as that of a concubine who had lived in the cold palace for many years when she saw the emperor's blessing. Bureau looked at each other, and he paused - he walked around Song Bureau and made Song Bureau, who had already pulled away his chair, feel lost.

Wang Shuhua patted Bai En's shoulder, her tone full of jokes: "Old Bai, how did you torture our Boss Song like this?"

Bai En didn't speak.Song Ju's play of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger has been performed too many times. Even if the fox puts its tail back, it will not become a cat. He thinks that Song Ju must have known that he has lost the game. As for whether he will take back the whole thing If we don't follow the pace, then it depends on how important the project of 'raw stone mining' is.

71

Zheng He ran off to film a movie and couldn't come back in a short time. Before he left, he reluctantly pulled Bai En and talked a lot, which made Bai En feel very relieved, although he did not receive any call from the other party in the next two days. Telephone.

In fact, Bai En didn't have much time to pay attention to Zheng He. On the second day after he left, his ex-wife on the other side of the Pacific called Bai En. The words were concise but the content was unbelievable.

His son Bai Runze who just turned 17...

Fucked with the son of the Desacks.

Bai En was silent for 3 minutes, and asked what he cared about most: "Is it the eldest son? Or the younger son?"

The ex-wife was also silent, and it took a long time before she replied: 【Little son. 】The Desac family has two sons. The eldest son is the same age as Bai Runze. The two have been friends since childhood. The youngest son is two years younger than Bai Runze.

In other words, his son Bai Runze fell in love with a fool.

"This kid has a really unique vision." Bai En said indifferently.

The ex-wife said: [I'm not gay, and I don't know what to do. You have experience, enlighten and enlighten Runze, don't let him have any psychological shadows, um... he will come to your place almost tomorrow, remember to pick him up . ] Bai En recalled that he seemed to have failed to fulfill his father's responsibility for nearly eight years, and said, "Okay, goodbye."

72

Bai Runze is a beautiful young man of mixed race. His Chinese is as different as his handsome face, which is more like a delicate face. It's so different.

He didn't bring Ivan, the youngest son of the Desac family, with him, which made Bai En feel that Bai Runze was not so stupid as to be hopeless.

At the airport, when the two father and son met, it should be a passionate hug, but Bai Runze was ready to come from his father's embrace, and Bai Enshi, who was waiting for him, gave him a real slap in the face——

"Snapped!"

Bai Runze covered his face and looked at the calm man in front of him in disbelief.

Bai En withdrew his hand, and the bodyguard next to him bent over to put on white gloves for him. He gathered his sleeves, smoothed away the invisible dust on them, and said, "Long time no see."

Bai Runze found it dazzling. His father's actions made him feel as if the other party was touching something dirty, but in fact, Bai En really thought so.

"Don't you think there is something to explain to me?" Bai Runze said angrily, pointing to the slap marks on his face, his half-long hair fluttering slightly due to his strenuous exercise.

Bai En frowned.

He felt that Bai Runze's head shape, which didn't look like a man at all, was really stupid. Pigs were ten thousand times smarter than him. He suddenly remembered that his father scolded him like this when he was in his 20s. He has long chestnut hair that reaches his waist.

He instantly understood old man Bai's anger at that time, even though his reaction was not as intense as Bai Runze's.

"Do you think I have anything to explain?" Bai En said softly, the voice didn't match his aura at all.

"That's enough! I want to go back!" Bai Runze picked up his suitcase and turned to leave, but was stopped by Bai En's bodyguards. He turned his head and said angrily, "Are you going to put me under house arrest? This is a society ruled by law! And , my guardian is not you at all! I have nothing to do with you!"

"Presumptuous!" Bai En scolded angrily.

Bai Runze flinched, and at the same time, the bodyguards around him also made some slightly frightened movements.

"Dare to talk to me like that! Who gave you the guts?" Bai En took a step forward, and Bai Runze stepped back several steps in fright. boarding."

In this way, the encounter between father and son ended successfully.

73

Bai En felt that his days were really not going well.

A son who doesn't listen to discipline, a few ridiculously stupid subordinates, and a pile of documents that can never be signed, which keep his emotions in a somewhat irritable situation.

Now he misses the only Zheng He who makes him feel comfortable, but it's a pity that Zheng He is not by his side.

[Mr. Bai, what are you doing? 】 Zheng He's voice came from the phone.

This was a routine phone call. The two had two or three calls almost every day, and it was Zheng He who called in. Bai En was not good at using mobile phones, but he was very good at cracking the password set on Zheng He's mobile phone.

"I'm working, what about you?" Bai En's words were concise and to the point, but Sang Bei who was beside him saw the exudation of 'those who approach me, kill without mercy! ' The man softened down.

[I'm filming, well, to be precise, I'm resting now, there are more than half an hour, and there are two more shows in the afternoon, I hope to finish filming before the evening, it's already snowing here, it's very cold, the ferry It was freezing over there, the director said to find a time to shoot there, and there was a shot about me. ] "In such a cold day, are you still running outside? How cold is it?" Bai En himself didn't realize that there was a trace of pity in his tone.

But Zheng He found out, he pursed his lips and smiled for a while, then changed the topic elsewhere.