Dedicated to the unfathomable gold master

320

It was only when Zheng He returned to City H that he realized that many things had happened during this period. He went to the company to find Young Master Cheng, opened the door of the lounge, and there was only Aaron inside.

Zheng He asked, "Where's Young Master Cheng? Why haven't you come to work at this point?"

Aaron said: "He's not here, he's been in the hospital all this time."

Zheng He asked nervously, "What happened to Young Master Cheng? Is he sick?"

Aaron shook his head: "That's not true, but didn't you leave after the filming of "Happy Friends" that day? When Young Master Cheng stayed on the set, he seemed to meet someone, and the other party started fighting with him. Lai La Quo accidentally got stabbed with a knife, it happened a few days ago, because I didn't contact you, and you were on vacation, so I didn't say anything about it."

When Zheng He heard that this matter had something to do with him, he pondered for a while, and said, "Alright, the company will trouble you. I'll go to the hospital to see Producer Song."

Walking to the parking lot full of thoughts, Zheng He saw Mr. Bai standing beside the car from a long distance away, walked over and shouted: "Mr. Bai, I will..."

Mr. Bai made a silent gesture and said, "Come here."

Zheng He walked over suspiciously, only then saw Mr. Bai talking to his boss Song Zhenhao.

"Hello boss." Zheng He bowed.

Mr. Bai hugged Zheng He's waist with a smile, pointed at Song Zhenhao and said, "Just call Song Brother, hey, Zhenhao, I have done what you said, Ouyang Zhi is your own business, don't get involved in it." I'm on it."

Song Zhenhao smiled and nodded in agreement.

Zheng He was quite puzzled. He and Ouyang Zhi had a little friendship, and since they were in the same company, they had a heart of gossip. When the car drove out of the parking lot, he quickly asked, "What's wrong with Ouyang Zhi?"

I don't know which nerve this sentence touched the man, Mr. Bai's face suddenly became gloomy: "What did you ask him for?"

"I just heard you two say he's coming..."

Mr. Bai stopped talking.

Zheng He was not afraid of the man's cold face, he put his head on the man's lap, humming and spitting bubbles.

Mr. Bai pursed his lips and scratched Zheng He's neck.

Zheng He raised his head: "Happy?"

Mr. Bai nodded his flat nose: "You can act like a baby."

Zheng He was puzzled: "Where did I act like a baby... Now that you are in a good mood, can you tell me about Ouyang Zhi?"

"He was hospitalized with burns on his face." The smile on Mr. Bai's lips gradually turned cold, hiding some facts.

Zheng He was surprised and said: "He is also hospitalized?! No way...Mr. Bai, do you know that my previous producer of "Spring Tribulation" was also hospitalized, and because of my agent, I will have to pay for it later." Go and see."

"Which hospital?"

"The one downtown."

Mr. Bai suddenly sneered, glanced at Zheng He and said, "Did you know that Ouyang Zhi is also in that hospital, so we can drop by to visit?"

Zheng He lowered his head and fiddled with the phone, saying, "I'll go as soon as you go."

"That's fine."

Head turn.

320 one

Cheng Shao took the fruit basket from Zheng He, and he asked casually, "Why are you back so early? Don't you want to play for a few more days?"

Zheng He moved the chair for Mr. Bai before finding a place to sit down: "Didn't you hear that Producer Song was hospitalized, so he came back in a hurry, and you are too. None!"

Because Mr. Bai was the backer, Zheng He knew that Song's producer would not embarrass him, so he deliberately distorted some facts in order to put the blame on himself, and bought Song Ran a favor.

Sure enough, Song Ran hurriedly explained: "My injury has nothing to do with you!"

Cheng Shao also said: "Song Ran saved me, not you, and made a fart because of you."

Mr. Bai calmly pulled Zheng He onto his lap and sat down.

Cheng Shao kept silent.

Zheng He had never done such an intimate act with Mr. Bai except at home. He glanced at Producer Song. Song Ran was taking the water from Cheng Shao and didn't look this way.

A thought suddenly flashed through Zheng He's mind!He winked at Cheng Shao, slid down Mr. Bai's lap, and said, "I'm going to smoke a cigarette."

Cheng Shao got up: "I will go too."

After entering the smoking area, Zheng He couldn't wait to ask, "What's your relationship with Producer Song?"

Cheng Shao frowned: "Fa Xiao."

Zheng He clicked his tongue twice: "It must be more than that simple to lie to me. Putting aside our work relationship, as far as friends are concerned, are you two... the same as me and Mr. Babai?"

Young Master Cheng obviously misunderstood, and said, "Do you think he can support me?"

Zheng He was surprised: "Are you the one below?"

Cheng Shao was shocked: "How do you know?"

Zheng He: "..." Is such a stupid young man still the young man I know?

Cheng Shao coughed dryly: "Song Ran and I are not what you imagined, so don't ask me in the future."

Seeing that Young Master Cheng refused to answer directly, Zheng He said loudly on purpose: "Well... since you don't want to tell me, then I'll let Mr. Bai check it out, and I will find out anyway, but then... huh, I don't know who to tell."

Cheng Shao: "..."

320 two

Zheng He couldn't believe his ears.

"You said Song Ran had sex with you at the age of 16?! Really?"

Cheng Shao's ears were flushed, but his face was still serious: "What did I lie to you for?"

Zheng He said: "It's not easy for you...then since you have been together so early, producer Song...why did you get married again later?"

Cheng Shao sighed: "We had a quarrel at the time, and when I got angry, I scolded him and told him to get married. Who knew he was so obedient."

"Do you dare to believe that the conflict between the two of you is all because of you?" Zheng He said embarrassingly.

Cheng Shao snorted and said, "He is the one who gets married, not me. Since he is already with me, he should guard his body like a jade."

Zheng He felt a little sour in his heart: "You guys have such a good relationship. If Mr. Bai wants to get married, the most I can do is make trouble, and I have to do whatever I want."

"How can Song Ran compare with Mr. Bai? Song Ran is just a stick. He got divorced within four days of marriage. It's too playful marriage. I don't like it." Cheng Shao finally expressed his heartache.

"Mr. Bai is nothing good. He can count on ten fingers what he said to me every day. He answered whatever I asked, and I ignored him. He didn't even want to look at me. To be honest, if it weren't for him He hasn't said he wants to break up with me until now, and I'm really not sure whether he is satisfied with me or disgusted with me."

Cheng Shao said: "I suddenly remembered something. I heard A Fang say that Mr. Bai didn't intend to hire you at the beginning. How did you let him invest in "Spring Tribulation"?"

Zheng He blinked: "He invested in "Spring Tribulation"?"

"Nonsense, otherwise, how could you be the leading actor?"

Zheng He said with emotion: "From this incident, you should be able to see how sullen Mr. Bai is, and he doesn't tell me anything important. Believe it or not, he knew immediately when Producer Song entered the hospital. Didn't tell me?"

Cheng Shao also sighed with emotion: "Forget it, where is your identity, don't say such things in the future. Are you going to continue to pick up work or continue to take vacations when you come back this time?"

"It should be on vacation. I will go to see Ouyang Zhi with Mr. Bai later."

Cheng Shao was slightly surprised. He always thought that Mr. Bai did Ouyang Zhi's disfigurement, so he couldn't help asking: "Do you want to go or...Mr. Bai?"

Zheng He recalled, and said: "It should be Mr. Bai, he told others about this first."

"Tell who?"

Zheng He became alert: "Why are you asking this...don't ask."

Cheng Shao nodded: "Well, you are right."

320 three

Mr. Bai booked two air tickets when he came back this time. When the people on Wang Jie's side didn't know when Bai En might come back, he had already arrived in China. Therefore, the reception banquet specially designed by Wang Jie for Mr. Bai suddenly broke down. A pile of copper and rotten iron.

"Mr. Bai! Long time no see!" Wang Jie said excitedly, he felt as if he was in a dream.

Zheng He opened his eyes wide, looked at it for a while and asked Mr. Bai: "Do you know him?"

Mr. Bai shook his head: "I don't know."

Wang Jie pointed to his face: "Wang Jie! I am Wang Jie!"

Zheng He said: "...The name is a bit familiar, but we don't know him, maybe the name is too popular."

Mr. Bai smiled lightly: "Probably so."

Wang Jie's girl was heartbroken: "Mr. Bai, I met you before. In BEACHER, you were talking about business with my second uncle, and I followed."

Mr. Bai gave a soft 'oh' and said with a smile, "I'd almost forget if you didn't tell me."

Zheng He nodded: "I still can't remember what you said. It seems that I have forgotten him."

Mr. Bai asked: "Why are you here, are you friends with Ouyang Zhi?"

Ouyang Zhi's face was wrapped like a mummy, and he shook his head firmly just like that.

Wang Jie said: "Yes, we have a good relationship."

Mr. Bai lowered his eyes, and some contents in the documents found by dy flashed in his mind. "Ouyang Zhi has given you so much trouble these days."

"Don't worry, don't worry, this is what I should do."

"It's good that you have this heart."

Zheng He bypassed Wang Jie to greet Ouyang Zhi, Ouyang Zhi pointed to his mouth to indicate that he could not speak, Zheng He looked confused.

Ouyang Zhi picked up a marker pen and wrote on the whiteboard: Although I knew your IQ was not high, I still overestimated it.

Zheng He asked, "What do you mean? How are you feeling right now?"

With compassion in his eyes, Ouyang Zhi wrote: It is a miracle that you are so stupid.

Zheng He shook his head in disapproval: "Although many people say that about me, I think I'm quite smart, but you didn't realize it."

Mr. Bai, who has been paying attention to this side, came over and asked, "What did you say? I heard what you said and didn't notice it."

Ouyang Zhi quickly erased the writing on the day shift.

Zheng He replied honestly: "I said they didn't realize my intelligence."

"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

Zheng He blinked his innocent little eyes, and said, "Ouyang Zhi said I was stupid, but I replied that it was because they didn't realize my intelligence."

Mr. Bai's face when he looked at Ouyang Zhi became unpredictable.

Ouyang Zhi viciously wrote two large characters on the whiteboard: small, human!