King of home technology

The singing and singing are leisurely, and the lights and shadows are blurred.

The so-called party is the occasion that people with a technical background like Xiao Chengzhuo are the most lazy to deal with.

However, with the establishment of the studio, the company's business continued to expand, and there were more and more occasions where he was required to socialize.A person's ability to adapt is unlimited, and now he has already developed the ability to hide his emotions and anger.

If you want to struggle to survive and strive for the top in such a society, the first thing you need to learn is to distinguish the occasion and place, to be calm about the people and things you like, and to smile when you hate the ones.

"Mr. Xiao, I have admired your name for a long time!"

Dressed in fragrant clothes and shadows on the temples, another celebrity came, whose father is said to be a high-ranking government official.

"Where, Ms. Lin is the one who is famous far and wide." Xiao Chengzhuo raised his glass, his face beaming with joy.

The famous lady couldn't help laughing, pinching the goblet with her water-red fingertips and turning it gently, her brows were full of charm, "Why don't I ask Mr. Xiao to have a good chat some other day."

After all, he raised his glass again.

Xiao Chengzhuo smiled indifferently, and specially handed the wine glass to his left hand, "It's an honor."

Under the colorful lanterns, the wedding ring on his ring finger shone brightly, catching the ladies' eyes.

Where the eyes meet, the surprise in the woman's eyes is obvious.

"Mr. Xiao is married? When did it happen?"

"Last fall."

"Congratulations. I wonder which family's lady is so lucky?"

"Lucky? Hehe, Miss Lin's words should really be heard by my wife, otherwise he would still be in the midst of blessings and not know the blessings."

Swirling the wine in the glass happily, Xiao Chengzhuo generously showed his pampering.

"Where is it, you two must be in perfect harmony, which is really enviable." The famous lady curled her lips and looked not far away, "Sorry, someone is calling me over there. Mr. Xiao, excuse me. "

Xiao Chengzhuo turned sideways slightly, nodded politely, "Please go ahead."

The woman drifted away, leaving behind the luxurious scent of perfume lingering in her nostrils.Xiao Chengzhuo put down his wine glass and sighed slightly.

This is the fifth or sixth person who came to strike up a conversation tonight.He couldn't remember much either.

This is one of the reasons why he is reluctant to attend such occasions.Once upon a time, this society became more and more sick.Those unmarried women try their best to fly on the branches and become colorful phoenixes. Every time they attend this kind of event, they are all gorgeously packaged and sold with all their strength, just to find a spouse and enjoy half a lifetime of glory.

Little did they know that with such thoughts on their minds, only the poison of power and the fragrance of arrogance remained around them.Men are natural hunters with precise intuition. They all know what kind of purpose a woman has when approaching him.

Gently stroking the ring on his finger that could be called a "talisman", he couldn't help laughing.

This wedding ring is like a label marked "sold", which makes those women who come here for the name can only look at the ocean and sigh.

Putting aside the question of whether he is interested in women, these women are really not comparable to Mo Guangxia in his mind.

Although he is also a formalist who is keen on fancy clothes and gourmet food, someone takes this as an opportunity to work hard, and has never expressed his admiration for something for nothing.

He never disdained anyone's charity, and simply refused to accept it.He has never regarded the benefits that are automatically delivered to his door as dung.

This is what Xiao Chengzhuo thinks is the most commendable.

How could such a Mo Guangxia betray his moral bottom line for money?

It's ridiculous when you think about it.

He raised his head slightly, cast his eyes on the young illustrator Nian Sheng who was walking behind Mr. Jin not far away, and narrowed his eyes meaningfully.

"Mr. Xiao, it's rare that you also come to join us! It's really flourishing."

Boss Jin laughed loudly and walked over, firmly holding Xiao Chengzhuo's hand.

The man who is only 40 years old has a certain posture of being rich and powerful, and his emotional and financial resources are too exposed. Strictly speaking, he is not a qualified businessman.

But such people often earn a lot of money.

From the financial system to security control, Xiao Chengzhuo has made a lot of money from the other party in the past few years.With business contacts, it is not easy to shirk such an invitation.

This time, it can be regarded as Mingxiu plank road secretly crossing Chencang.

"Where is it, Mr. Jin? I'm not always on call to serve you 24 hours a day. If your newly opened hotel is 'Pengpi', then the place where people like me usually stay is not a place for prehistoric people. cave."

Smiling and greeting each other, his eyes drifted to the young man behind Mr. Jin, and he smiled ambiguously, "Only you, a veritable 'golden house', can hide so delicately..."

The obvious implication made the young man beside them blush quickly.

Looking over with big eyes, as soon as he met his gaze, he immediately bounced away like a frightened rabbit.

"Haha, Mr. Xiao, you know—" Mr. Jin deliberately lowered his voice and came over, "Just to play some new tricks."

Xiao Chengzhuo looked suddenly enlightened, and nodded repeatedly, "Hehe, I understand."

Of course he understood.

There are many people in the upper-class society who are addicted to luxury and money, and have special hobbies in this regard.In the final analysis, it is inseparable from the so-called "pursuing excitement".

Unfortunately he is not one of them.

After chatting a few words, two or three guests came to the other side to discuss business development with Mr. Jin.The content of the conversation seemed inconvenient for outsiders to hear, so the middle-aged man left Nian Sheng where he was, and specifically said, "Talk with President Xiao well."

Watching them go away, the man withdrew his gaze and smiled at the cramped young man in front of him, "Artists like you don't like this kind of place full of money."

"It's nothing, you have to get used to it sooner or later."

Nian Sheng shook his head slightly, the smile that had been hanging on his face finally disappeared.

"Oh, so it seems that Mr. Sheng has something hard to say in the coming year?" Xiao Chengzhuo raised his eyebrows, expressing his concern in an indistinguishable manner.

"It's nothing, and it's not hard to say. It's just that it's inconvenient to casually tell strangers." The young man's face was pale, and his words were full of guard.

Xiao Chengzhuo narrowed his eyes.

"I saw what you exhibited in the front hall. The 'What is life' series is a different approach, and it is worth thinking about."

After a moment of silence, the man bypassed the topic.

"Really, thank you, Mr. Xiao, for your compliment. That is also a rare masterpiece of mine."

When it comes to new works, Nian Sheng's indifferent and beautiful eyes are finally stained with a smile.

"You're welcome." The man looked him up and down appreciatively, "At your age, there are not many people who can calmly think about life, but I think it's very rare. If Mr. Nian Sheng is willing, why not..."

As he spoke, he looked around, with a bewitching smile on his face, "Why don't you leave Boss Jin and come to me, I'll pay double the price..."

The unsuspecting boy's body trembled in shock from the fiery breath with a little smell of wine, and he subconsciously stretched out his arms to keep a safe distance between the man and himself.

"Mr. Xiao, are you drunk? Why can't I understand what you are talking about?"

"You really don't understand? Or did you find a better backer?" Xiao Chengzhuo's eyes suddenly became clear, and he caught the slender wrist wrapped under the cuff of his shirt unexpectedly, and held the left hand in the air.

Locking on the silver-white ring on the young man's middle finger, the man's eyes turned cold, and the corners of his lips curled up into a smile, "Is this ring given to you by President Jin?"

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and his expression accidentally showed anger, "No, it's my lover."

"Love? So there is someone else?" He raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly, Xiao Chengzhuo continued to ask, "Then under what circumstances did you get this ring?"

I was a little terrified by his expression, I wanted to break free but couldn't.Nian Sheng took a deep breath and tried to make himself more righteous, "Under the pillow in the bedroom, he specially prepared a surprise for me. Does Mr. Xiao think that people like me are not worthy of love? Ask the bottom of these things, What does it matter to you?"

"There is a bit of a relationship, but it's inconvenient to casually talk about it with strangers." The man perfectly copied the sentence he just said, and suddenly remembered something, and said, "However, this ring was really given to me when I proposed The one given to my lover was strikingly similar, so I was curious, so I asked a few more questions."

Gently let go of the hand that was gripping his wrist, and raised that hand in front of the boy's eyes. Under the light, the man's smiling face showed a profound elegance, but it was shocking at first glance, "It's just wearing it on my hand." This one—they come from the exclusive customization provided by French designer Astori for customers. As far as I know, with his reputation, he will not provide another customer with the same design, let alone the exact same design!"

"..."

He lightly raised his eyes, looking at the startled young man in front of him clearly, Xiao Chengzhuo took a step back and nodded in greeting, "I still have something to do, please tell President Jin, I'll take a step first, thank him for his hospitality. "

After walking a few steps, he turned his head back again, showing an extremely handsome but disdainful smile, "Mr. Nian Sheng, let me remind you - ask the person who sent the ring to find out the origin of this ring." Before, it was best not to wear it to show off in the market. Even if President Jin finds out, you will suffer."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and strode away, not paying any attention to the loss of blood on the face of the young man who was biting his lip behind him.

"I'm sorry, it has been verified that the plagiarism incident was due to the poor management of Wenlin Publishing House, which caused the editor under his name to use his power to leak the draft and slander my personal reputation. The nature of this matter is very bad, and we have already started to resolve it through judicial channels. Wenlin The editor-in-chief of the publishing house has fled abroad, so who will bear the responsibility of the first defendant during the litigation process is still in discussion with lawyers, and the conclusion will be announced in time. Let everyone worry about me, sorry."

In the TV interview screen, Chen Guang smiled and crossed his legs as if no one was around.Such a calm and elegant movement does not look like someone who has been affected by any negative news.

"Based on this, the current serialization plan between me and Wenlin Publishing House has been completely stopped. However, new works will be uploaded soon. Please continue to support me as always."

The camera shifted, bringing out the handsome young man sitting beside him.The light-colored striped shirt streamed soft light and shadow under the flashing lights one after another, just like the light and slightly shy smile on his face.

Such a combination of cross-border stars ignited the atmosphere of the scene immediately.

The reporters frantically asked questions as if they had been beaten into chicken blood.

Among them, the news that Chen Guang was seriously ill earlier received the most attention.

Facing the reporter's questioning, Chen Guang showed a warm and kind smile for the first time, "Thank you for your concern for me, but I'm really fine and fine. As for the photos that were exposed, it's actually that I'm undergoing a hell-style weight loss .For..." He paused mysteriously, then shrugged his shoulders, "Forget it, I won't keep it secret. I just stuffed myself into a thin dress designed by Harvey Nichols in order to be in good shape Go here to attend the awards ceremony of the Writers Association at the end of the year."

In a word, it subtly diverted the reporter's attention.For wearing a Harvey Nichols dress and needing to lose weight, everyone present laughed knowingly.Immediately afterwards, the topic of what awards the Writers Association will give to Chen Guang at the end of the year dominated the press conference.

Only one reporter still clings to the problem of the sharp decline in the number of his works due to his exhaustion.

"Miss, you don't trust me very much. But how is my physical condition..." The man obviously frowned impatiently, but then laughed again, "You should ask the person next to me who is with me every day The person who shares the same bed. I believe his answer is the most convincing..."

Raising his handsome eyebrows with great interest, he grabbed Nian Sheng's shoulder beside him, and boldly kissed her on the lips.

The audience of reporters was silent for a moment, and then a shocking commotion broke out.

The interview screen was in a mess. I don't know if the cameraman was too excited, so that the camera almost came into close contact with the ground.

In short, the news of "the well-known writer Chen Guang came out publicly at the press conference" occupied the front pages of major news media within a week, and there is a gradual trend of warming up.

"At this moment, it's okay for me to be GAY, why should my family Guangxia be blamed! I don't know how to accumulate some evil for myself..."

In the living room, Mo's mother turned off the power of the remote control, curled her lips in dissatisfaction, "Bah--it's a waste that my wife likes him so much, it's really not a thing!"

Looking back at the closed door of her son's room, she sighed sadly.

"Guangxia, do you want to eat something? Mom will make it for you. You haven't eaten properly for three days."

Dong dong—Mrs. Mo knocked on the door twice.

It was as silent as ever inside.

"Oh... this child..." Mrs. Mo shook her head and walked away with a sigh.

Knowing a child is like a mother.Her son was almost raised in a honeypot since he was a child.With a wealthy family and good conditions, he has been going smoothly until today, and it is naturally hard for him to be blamed for such a big scapegoat.

In fact, he wasn't very angry when his hair exploded at the slightest touch of fire on weekdays. When he really got angry, he always shut himself up like this silently.

In the memory of being a mother, the last time he did this was when he was in the sixth grade of elementary school. He made tea for his father, and the cloth was scalded with boiling water to fry the teacup. His father thought he broke it and refused to admit it, so he said a few words to him.

He was so angry that he didn't say a word at home for a whole semester.

This child's paranoid and stubborn personality can be seen from this.

At the age of three and at eighty, he would be so angry about the trivial things in daily life, not to mention that this time the incident caused a lot of trouble in the city... "Mom, I'm sorry. I didn't take good care of Guangxia, and in the end I would alarm the elders..."

Rounding the corner of the stairs, she saw her handsome "son-in-law" standing in the living room with an apologetic face.

"Silly boy, what did you say? How can you be blamed for this matter?"

During the conversation, Mo's mother looked Xiao Chengzhuo up and down, who was dressed neatly, "Chengzhuo, where are you going so late?"

"It's nothing. There are a lot of things going on in the company these days. I was worried that Guangxia would be alone at home, so I brought Mom here." The man smiled nonchalantly, and reached for the car keys on the shoe cabinet, "Mom, I will stay in the company to work overtime tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back..."

He paused, and glanced at the closed door at the end of the corridor, "Before I come back, please take care of him."