Rebirth Gold Director

Bai Xi couldn't be happy, no matter how many times he was toyed with by this man, he would still take the bait next time like a fool.

Just like now, maybe Zhou Xing's "I'm going to find you" yesterday was just a casual remark, but he really kept it firmly in his heart, and even thought about what he should do after the two met in the evening when he was working. What measures embarrass Zhou Xing.

It seems that he is simply a big fool.

Depressedly going upstairs, he just got out of the elevator when a tall and tall figure at the door startled him, almost thinking he saw a ghost.

Zhou Xing put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at him expressionlessly, "I have been waiting for four or ten minutes."

The anger held in Bai Xi's chest dissipated immediately, and he said in a sarcastic tone: "Who made you wait?" Finally, he asked suspiciously: "How do you know that I live in this household?"

Zhou Xing didn't answer his question, but said, "Every time I hear the elevator ringing, I think it's you coming back."

Bai Xi said speechlessly: "Mr. Zhou, are you pretending to be pitiful and sympathetic?"

Zhou Xing squinted at him: "In the past four or ten minutes, I deserve sympathy."

Bai Xi's face was messy, he had never seen Zhou Xing showing such a side.

Zhou Xing's expression was unusually serious: "The elevator rang 23 times in total.

Bai Xi simply didn't want to talk to him, and said angrily: "This time is the rush hour, and it's normal for the elevator to ring dozens of times.

"Are you going to stand here and count that all right?" Zhou Xing's tone almost began to develop into sadness, "I'm not trying to gain sympathy, I just want to awaken your sense of responsibility."

Bai Xi pretended not to hear, and quickly turned to press the combination lock.After knowing each other for so many years, he only knew that there were two people living in Zhou Xing's body today, one was the Dark Lord and the other was thick-skinned.

Zhou Xing didn't wait for his invitation, and consciously followed behind.

Now that things have come to an end, it is impossible for Bai Xi to drive him away, and he starts to replay the plan he has thought up before in his mind.

Zhou Xing watched coldly as he took ice water out of the refrigerator, but only poured a glass for himself, and said dissatisfied: "Did you forget that when you went to my house last time, I poured you a glass of juice. "

Bai Xi drank half a glass of water before saying: "Remember, but I don't have juice at home, so I can't return it to you for the time being."

Zhou Xing said coldly, "I saw the fruit in the refrigerator and the juicer on the cooking table."

With a water glass in his hand, Bai Xi said with a natural look: "So what? You only poured me a glass of juice, but you didn't squeeze it for me."

Zhou Xing glanced at him and sat on the sofa in silence.

Although he was very happy to see him speechless, Bai Xi inexplicably felt that his glance seemed to have some deep meaning.

"You sit here and don't move, and you are not allowed to touch anything in the room." Bai Xi warned, "We are just making a verbal agreement now, and I can go back on it at any time."

Zhou Xing glanced at him again and said, "I'm not interested in touching these things either."

Bai Xi entered the small study next to him suspiciously, always feeling that Zhou Xing's last two eyes were a bit strange.

Left alone in the living room, Zhou Xing listened boredly. There was the sound of the computer being turned on in the study, and he couldn't help guessing what he was doing.

About ten minutes later, Bai Xi hadn't come out yet, and his headache started to strike first.The dull pain spread from the corner of the eye to the side, Zhou Xing raised his voice and called out: "Lu Weiran."

"What?"

"You come out."

"What's the rush? Wait a minute!"

Zhou Xing could wait, but he couldn't wait for the headache. In a few seconds, his face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

After a while, Bai Xi realized that it was too quiet outside, and with a thump in his heart, he hurried out of the study.Zhou Xing leaned on the back of the sofa, closed his eyes tightly, pressed his temple with one hand, and wrinkled the sofa towel with the other hand on the sofa.

This time, it was the third time that Bai Xi saw Zhou Xing's headache with his own eyes. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to see this scene at all.

"Zhou Xing, Zhou Xing?"

Bai Xi stood beside the sofa, trying to call his name, Zhou Xing opened his eyes with effort, this time his eyes were quite clear.Thinking of the last time he was so painful that his eyes lost focus, Bai Xi was slightly relieved, it must be getting better gradually, right?

"How are you? I have ordinary painkillers here. I want one...Hello!" Before he finished speaking, Zhou Xing suddenly sat up straight and threw himself in front of him, hugging his waist tightly with both hands, Face buried in his belly.

Bai Xi stood there stupidly, hesitating for a while to push Zhou Xing's hand away, but still placed it on his shoulder, Zhou Xing could feel a slight trembling in the palm of his hand.

"Is this better?" he asked.

Zhou Xing didn't answer, the arms around his waist tightened a bit.

After a long time, Bai Xi felt that his waist was not his own anymore, Zhou Xing calmed down, and he slowly raised his head to meet Bai Xi's gaze.

There was still cold sweat on his forehead, the hair on his sideburns had been soaked, the high bridge of the nose cast a shadow on one cheek, the slightly parted lips were not as indifferent as usual, and the tie was slightly messy Shirt... What's more terrible is that, with his face upturned, there was only one figure reflected in his eyes, which had an affectionate and sexy look.

Bai Xi suddenly became embarrassed, hurriedly pushed him away, took half a step back, almost bumped into the coffee table, and blushed.

Zhou Xing pretended not to see it, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Bai Xi said angrily, "Thank you? You wait!" He stomped a few steps and ran into the study.

Zhou Xing pinched the center of his brows, and for the first time after having a headache, he still felt in a super good mood.

After a while, Bai Xi came out with a stack of A[-] papers, patted it on the tea table in front of Zhou Xing, and said, "Look, if you don't mind, you can sign it."

Zhou Xing looked down and saw the words "Agreement on Employment of Special Nursing Workers" written in bold and bold above.

On the contrary, Bai Xi, who was originally valiant, got anxious and stopped him: "Have you seen it clearly? You can't regret signing it!"

Zhou Xingdao: "If I have an opinion on the content, will you change it?"

Of course not!Bai Xi put on a show and said, "We can discuss the details."

With a clear face, Zhou Xing said, "You rely on me now that I can't leave you, so you won't back down on the content of the agreement. If I were you, knowing that I have a rare commodity to live in, of course I would do the same."

Bai Ximu said with a straight face: "Do you have to make your words so strange?"

Zhou Xing said innocently: "This is the truth, why is it so strange?"

He pushed away Bai Xi's hand that was blocking his signature, and looked at the clauses above. The clauses and points were very detailed, but they boiled down to two simple points: First, the patient's weekly salary was 1000 yuan per hour. Lu Weiran, a special nurse, also set up full attendance and various insurance surcharges.

Second, when director Lu Weiran wants to use EM's artist resources in the future, he will have absolute priority, and the artist's remuneration will be 20.00% lower than the normal quotation.

Bai Xi waited for him to bargain with him, but he didn't expect him to say nothing after watching it.

"Based on an average of two hours of work per day, the rough calculation is about 7 yuan per month." He said while he felt like he was robbing.

Zhou Xingdao: "Yes, special treatment for special jobs."

Bai Xi opened his eyes wide and said, "If I endlessly use EM artists to make bad movies, you will definitely be fired."

Zhou Xing said indifferently: "As long as you still want to get your salary, you can't make bad movies and get me fired."

This logic is actually very strange, but Bai Xi got caught up in it and struggled: "May I ask, what is your current monthly income?"

Zhou Xing slowly put the cap on the pen, and said seriously: "This is a commercial secret, if you really want to know, go back and ask Mr. Lu."

Bai Xi, whose thinking has been taken into a ditch, suddenly had the absurd idea that "in the end, what I earn is my family's money".

After a while, Bai Xi's thoughts finally returned to the right track, and then the excitement was rekindled. He signed his name on the contract in duplicate, looked at the wall clock, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou , From the time you entered the gate of my house to the present, a total of one hour, two and ten minutes have passed, after rounding, my salary has accumulated to RMB 10 so far."

Zhou Xing folded up his contract, and then said out of nowhere: "Since our contract has come into force, I also have some questions to explain clearly."

Bai Xi felt a little ominous: "What's the problem?"

Zhou Xingdao: "This contract does not specify the termination period. According to the provisions of the contract law, unless there is a statutory or agreed termination of the contract, its legal effect will continue forever."

Bai Xi stared straight at him, with a look of astonishment on his face: "What?"

"If you unilaterally cancel the contract and don't provide Party A, that is, the nursing service stipulated in the patient's weekly travel contract, Party A Zhou Xing has the right to pursue the civil liability of Party B Lu Weiran." Zhou Xing said solemnly, " Due to the huge amount of money involved, it is very likely to turn into an economic crime, and Party B, Lu Weiran, may be held criminally responsible."

Bai Xi held back a mouthful of blood: "Does that mean you will rely on me for the rest of your life?"

Zhou Xingyu said: "According to our situation, the legal effect of this contract will only be terminated when my Horton's syndrome is fully recovered."

Bai Xi stretched out his hand, "Capitalist, return the contract to me, you can find someone else."

Ten minutes later, Bai Xi was lying on the sofa watching TV, listless as if he had rickets.

Zhou Xing squeezed the juice in front of the cooking counter, and asked, "Is it okay to put an extra kiwi?"

Bai Xi ignored him, Zhou Xing asked himself and answered, "Well, this should be delicious."

Bai Xi couldn't bear it and said angrily: "Why don't you leave? It's 1000 yuan an hour!"

Zhou Xing pressed the switch of the juice extractor, and said with a straight face amidst the buzzing sound: "I am a capitalist, and I am trying to deprive you of your surplus value. It has been an hour and 35 minutes now, and I will definitely leave in another 25 minutes."

Bai Xi grabbed a pillow and covered his face, looking as if he wanted to smother himself to death.