The boring president is in love

Chapter 48

Among the group of people in the office on the top floor of the Liangshan shopping mall, Zhan Tiansong recruited a few unknown minions, while the main force with relatively strong combat effectiveness were all under Mr. Zhang.

The day after the third brother brought those people to the headquarters of the group, Zhan Sen issued an order to fire them directly.

And in the name of the chairman of the Zhan Group, a document was sent to the Liangshan City Business Cooperation Association, dragging these people into the blacklist forever.

Although Zhansen didn't say anything on purpose, this was the first big thing he did since he took power.The new online port was successfully launched, and several company insiders were uncovered.

For a while, the business community in Liangshan City praised him, and many old friends of Zhanyi sent congratulatory documents.

However, Zhansen did not announce to the outside world that these people are all Mr. Zhang's confidantes.In front of Mr. Zhang, he did not show any abnormalities, and he still showed due respect as usual.

After the battle in the early morning, Zhan Sen has been dealing with follow-up affairs at the headquarters until noon the next day when he dragged his exhausted body back to Liang Yicheng's home after a sleepless night.

The house was empty and there was no one there.

There was a note on the coffee table, which said, "I'm going to talk about things, and I'll be back in the evening." The font was just like Liang Yicheng himself, beautiful and unrestrained.

Zhan Sen went to take a shower, held the note between his fingers and read it over and over again.

Although his brain and body were extremely tired, he didn't feel sleepy, and his heart was full of anxious desire to see Liang Yicheng.

He walked around the window a few times, and then dialed Liang Yicheng's phone number.

But no one answered, presumably they were busy and didn't notice or the occasion was inconvenient.

He texted again, asking, "Where are you?"

After more than ten minutes, Liang Yicheng replied, "I'm busy, I'll call you back when I'm done."

Zhan Sen kept staring at the phone screen, waiting for a call back.I waited until my eyes became sour, and finally fell asleep on the sofa.

Over there, Liang Yicheng went to talk about things, with Secretary Jia.

Originally, the script of the next play could almost be finalized, but after the two met, Secretary Jia suddenly said that the script would be changed, and that the troupe would temporarily add a person, a popular young student transferred from the film and television industry.

Liang Yicheng didn't understand why he insisted on doing this unpopular drama if he didn't have a good time making TV dramas and movies.

But this is obviously not something that should be asked.

So he was only slightly taken aback, and then said, "Since it's the troupe's decision, then I have no objection."

But Jia Sheng on the opposite side stared at him with a half-smile, and said, "It's not that your acting skills are bad, and it's not that you're not popular enough. It's just that you're not good enough in some things. Do you understand what I mean?"

The words have been said so clearly, of course Liang Yicheng knew what he was talking about, but he just smiled and said, "I don't quite understand, but I don't want to know either."

Jia Sheng didn't seem to expect him to speak so directly, so he froze for a moment and didn't answer.

In this troupe, although Jia Sheng can't be said to be able to cover the sky with one hand, his meaning largely represents the opinion of his boss.

But no matter who is allowed to make the decision, out of consideration for the overall interests of the troupe, it is natural to fold in Liang Yicheng's pawn.

Although it was unbearable to make people angry, it was a fact, and Liang Yicheng naturally knew it.

Although he was worried that Yue Zhiming might be detrimental to Zhan Sen, he would never bow his head to Yue Zhiming until it was a last resort.

Because of this incident, Liang Yicheng and Jia Sheng broke up unhappy, and the communication about the script also ended early.

Liang Yicheng was in a very bad mood, he didn't go home directly, but went to a coffee shop he had never been to before, and sat in a corner blankly, staring at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

The coffee gradually turned sour, and when the phone rang, he thought it was Zhan Sen.

He's in a bad mood now, but he didn't want Zhan Sen to see anything, so he slowly picked it up while calming down, to show that he was a white man.

Wei Bai's voice was a little different from his previous mischievous appearance, he deliberately lowered it, and said mysteriously, "Ah Cheng, did you and Zhan Sen have any trouble?"

"kindness?"

"Did you kiss in public at the reception? Now the whole circle, as well as the wealthy upper circle, are discussing the two of you."

Liang Yicheng frowned and did not speak.

Wei Bai said again, "I said, is it too high-profile? Is there really no problem with this?"

Liang Yicheng rubbed his eyebrows wearily.

He never wanted Zhan Sen to make the matter of the two of them public. He stopped Zhan Sen from saying those things in front of his colleagues in the business world.

These two circles are the circles he and Zhan Sen usually associate with, so it's obviously not a good thing to be so high-profile.There was a fire in his heart, but there was no way to vent it. After all, Zhan Sen was drunk that night at the reception, and he was irrational.

After hanging up the phone, Liang Yicheng's bad mood became even more anxious. He felt that everything was going out of control, whether it was the pressure from Yue Zhiming or the persecution of public opinion.

Can't go on like this.

At this moment, he vaguely heard the name of Zhan Sen being mentioned at the table next to him.

It was a few little girls, reading a business magazine together.

Looking at it from his angle, he could vaguely see a full-body photo of Zhan Sen, occupying the entire inside page.

"Wow, look! The heir of the Zhan family admitted that he is gay, and even said that he has a boyfriend in a relationship!"

"My God! So handsome, so handsome! The legs are so long!"

"Hey... But, he is quite bold! How dare he admit such a thing!"

"Yeah, by the way, is there no one who is his boyfriend?"

"That's right, go back and search the Internet!"

Accompanied by the chattering discussion, Liang Yicheng's breathing became more and more rapid, and the anger surged from the bottom of his heart, and it grew rapidly, seeping into the blood and crazily burning his nerves.

What is this wood thinking? !I don't think there are enough things to worry about!Why can't you grow your brain!

He was so irritable that he wanted to yell loudly, panting for a long time, took a deep breath, tried his best to restrain his emotions, grabbed the sour coffee on the table and drank it down.

It was already evening at this time, Zhan Sen had just woken up and was staring at the phone screen, there was no message or missed call on it.

He felt a little uneasy, and was about to call again, but Liang Yicheng's message arrived first.

"Wait at home for me to find you"

Not even punctuation.

Liang Yicheng drove as fast as a racing car, and returned home at lightning speed all the way.

When I opened the door, my fingers trembled a little.

As soon as the door opened, Zhan Sen stood at the entrance, saw his figure, and immediately wanted to hug him, but he pushed him away.

Liang Yicheng frowned, his eyes were full of crazy anger, and he had lost his mind. He shouted, "What the hell are you crazy about! Is it fun to be watched like a target! Didn't I follow?" You said that I don't want you to make it public!"

Zhan Sen didn't understand what he was talking about at first, after all, it has been a while since the magazine interview.

Liang Yicheng's whole body was breathing fire, circling around anxiously like a trapped animal.

Zhan Sen recalled the incident about the magazine, he pursed his lips, trying to comfort him, "...I didn't mean that..."

"Then what do you want to do!" Liang Yicheng interrupted him roughly, and shouted, "Have you ever asked my opinion when doing these things! Am I not a fucking human being?! Didn't I stand in front of you alive?!"

Zhan Sen stared at him, "Don't you want others to know?"

"Of course I don't want to!" Liang Yicheng was about to go crazy. Of course, the more low-key the better, the identities of both of them are too eye-catching. Now Zhansen's position is not secure yet, and there is Yue Zhiming who is watching covetously from the side.

Compared to Liang Yicheng who was on the verge of collapse, Zhan Sen was very calm. He was silent for a while, and said without emotion, "Why? Is it embarrassing to be with me?"

Hearing his words, Liang Yicheng was stunned for more than ten seconds, then he smiled inexplicably and opened the door directly.

Suddenly calm, he said, "Get out."

Zhan Sen stood there without moving.

Liang Yicheng stared at him sadly, "You go, or I go."

There was a suffocating silence in the air, and in this silence, Zhansen walked out step by step.

After he went out, Liang Yicheng slammed his fist on the door. Accompanied by the severe pain in his knuckles, his mood became depressed bit by bit.

He was really disappointed.

He always thought that Zhansen knew everything and everything, but he was not good at words, so he didn't say anything.

But now it seems that Zhansen doesn't understand anything.

I don't understand why he wants to hide these things, I don't understand why he backs down step by step, I don't understand... I don't understand how much he loves him, and how much he wants his career to be unaffected and smooth sailing.

Liang Yicheng dragged his extremely exhausted body to the sofa, and collapsed on it as if exhausted.

Zhan Sen was still sleeping on it just now, and the smell of his body seemed to remain on the pillow.

Liang Yicheng took a deep breath, feeling as if his internal organs were tangled together, the pain was unbearable for him, and his eyes became more and more sore.

He was gasping for breath, as if on the verge of collapse, and cursed hoarsely, "You bastard."

Near midnight, the sky began to rain, and it was getting heavier and heavier. The raindrops were beating on the windows frantically, and the whole room was like a solitary boat floating in the sea.

Zhansen was still wearing the white t-shirt and trousers that he had made with Liang Yicheng, his keys, mobile phone and wallet were still on the coffee table, and there was only half a pack of cigarettes in his pocket.

He smoked the half pack of cigarettes in front of Liang Yicheng's door, and then went downstairs to the property office.

Knowing that he was a resident of the tenth floor, the property management gave him the spare key.

He lived at Liang Yicheng's place for a while, and at midnight that day, he finally returned to his home.

Dark, without a trace of light, a cold home.