After the reception, Li Chun greeted the driver in advance, got in the car and took them back to Zhou Zihe's parents' house. Zhou Zihe looked at him with an unwilling look on his face, "What are you going to do? Have you had enough good times, haven't you? "

"We both got our certificates, and the ugly daughter-in-law also wants to see her in-laws! Besides, I'm not ugly, and I took the initiative to hand over the financial power." Li Chun acted coquettishly and lazy with him, "...you won't let us meet, why? Do you know they don't like me?"

Zhou Zihe gave him a hard look, with an unreasonable expression on his face, and he refused to get out of the car.

Relying on his bulk, Li Chun dragged the man out of the car while coaxing him with good words, and then closed the door for the driver to leave quickly.

Pushing Zhou Zihe all the way to the gate, he still hadn't adjusted his mood, Li Chun rang the doorbell for him, and Zhou's mother opened the door, Zhou Zihe changed into another face in an instant, and called sweetly and obediently, "Mom! ..."

Tears burst out of Zhou's mother, and she hugged him into her arms. Zhou Zihe patted her on the back and comforted her softly, "I'm back, mom, am I not coming back...don't cry, don't cry It's..." Then he turned around and smiled politely at Li Chun, "Thank you Mr. Li for sending me back, that, why don't you go back first, and we'll get back to work later!"

Li Chun pursed his lips and smiled at him, folded his arms and gave him a thumbs up, silently said three words: "Good acting!"

Zhou's mother wiped her face and glared at Zhou Zihe: "What are you going to do?" She dragged the two big boys into the room together with each other.

Zhou's father cut some melons and fruits and put them on the coffee table, calling Yuan Bing as usual, telling him to invite Li Chun to eat the fruits.

Zhou's mother complained as usual, "It's so late, what kind of fruit do you eat... It's not easy to digest, I don't know."

Not a moment later, the doorbell rang again, and Zhou's father went to open the door. It was Zhou Ziqi and Zhang Wei who also came back. They came in to say hello and went upstairs to change clothes. Then go to the table to get fruit to eat.

Everything is very natural, as if there is nothing unusual... Only Zhou Zihe sat motionless on the sofa, biting his lips, slightly lowered his head and shrunk his shoulders, blinked his eyes from time to time, and clenched his hands tightly into fists. Li Chun looked at his face. She looked really distressed, so she sat down next to him, put her arms around his shoulders, and gently kissed his forehead as if to comfort him.

Zhou Zihe's body shrank back sharply, and he didn't even dare to raise his head. His eyes were only on the back of his feet, and his body trembled slightly.

Zhou's father sighed silently, unable to bear to see his timid appearance again, Zhou's mother sat down beside him, held his two fists warmly in her hands, and whispered "Son..." for a while He was choked up and unable to speak, and after a while he said softly: "Baby... Before you and Qiqi were born, your father and I made a promise to each other that when you were growing up, you would learn from the three views Important, happiness is more important than achievement, and happiness is more important than anything else. In our era, there were also urges to marry and give birth... From the beginning to the end, we must not urge you to marry or give birth. You always feel that we were young I have strict requirements on you, but if you think about it carefully, have we asked you to do things that are really against your will?"

It took a while for Zhou Zihe to slowly raise his head to look at his mother. Zhou's mother raised her hand to caress his cheek with tears in her smile, and saw his tears streaming down. The mother and son hugged their heads and wept, unable to calm down for a while.

Father Zhou also persuaded him a few words, "Don't be self-righteous in everything... What can't you tell us...Even if it's eight generations of single-handedness, it's not as important as you! Is our family surnamed Zhou the only one in the world? Don't think too much of you. Myself!"

Li Chun was so teased by the old man that he covered his face and sniggered, Zhou Zihe couldn't hold back his laughter either.

The Zhou family has four bedrooms, one for the old couple, one for Zhou Zihe and one for Zhou Ziqi, and another guest room, which has been occupied by Zhang Wei for a long time at the moment, and the old couple have to go to bed after ten o'clock. They went back to their rooms to sleep. Zhou Zihe pulled Li Chun and was about to go back to his room. Zhou Ziqi suddenly pointed at them and said to his father, "They didn't even get their certificates! Why can they sleep in the same room?"

With an innocent face, Li Chun turned around and took out a copy of their company's merger agreement from his suit pocket, and nodded at her, "We just got it!" After finishing speaking, he threw a wink at her proudly, and pushed Zhou Zihe Step into the bedroom and close the door tightly.

Zhou Ziqi was stunned for two seconds, and Zhou's father stared at her with his hips on his hips, as if you have any comments, just ask, but you can't do it without a certificate!Attitude.

"Zhang Wei..." Zhou Ziqi looked at Zhang Wei weeping again, Zhang Wei's face was flushed and he was very embarrassed, "No... let's not talk about it... Let my parents take a look at you when you come home from the second year of junior high school , Let’s come back to get the certificate on the eighth day of the lunar new year! I... I’d better go back to sleep.” He hid in the guest room without daring to turn his head back.

Li Chun has known Zhou Zihe for seven years, and this is the first time he visited Zhou Zihe's room. This is the place where Zhou Zihe grew up. The handicraft display rack hangs on half of the wall, and the desk and bookshelf look quite old. He also has a set in his old house. , there are anime stickers on the desktop that may not be clean, and a row of old-fashioned game cassettes next to the wall, "Why do you save everything? Can you still play?" He turned to look at Zhou Zihe as he spoke.

"Yes, the machine is not thrown away." Zhou Zihe sat by the bed in a black silk satin evening dress, smiling like a groom.

It's so pretty... Li Chun sighed quietly in his heart, Zhou Zihe hadn't shown him such a smile for a long time, warm and soft, kind and delicate, with stretched eyebrows and eyes, he said, "Thank you."

Li Chun spoke almost at the same time as him, and he said, "I'm sorry." Because of the misunderstanding and hurt a few years ago, without those things, what would Zhou Zihe be like now?

Zhou Zihe stretched out his hand and pulled him to his side, stretched his arms around his waist, and put his cheek on his abdomen, "Without you at that time, I would not be who I am today, Li Chun... Thank you, I like myself better now."

Li Chun squatted down slowly, and hugged Zhou Zihe back tightly, feeling mixed feelings in his heart and eye sockets for a moment.

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It was the first time that Li Chun didn't go home for the Spring Festival this year, and his parents just made a video call to him. As the last insistence of the parents of a traditional family, no one mentioned Zhou Zihe, nor asked him why. Instead of going home for the holidays, just let him take good care of himself and other daily care and greetings. Father Li still has the dream that his son will end his bad relationship sooner or later. They don't mention it, and Li Chun doesn't talk about it. Zhou Zihe holds his entire wealth and heart in Zhou Zihe's hands. What difference does it make?

Years later, Zhou Zihe pulled Li Chun wholeheartedly into the later stage of the movie "Liuyun Jue". In order to make up for the regret of missing the role, Zhou Zihe personally dubbed Han Zu played by Zhang Hao. It was because of this role that Li Chun fell in love with the script back then. As if tailor-made for Zhou Zihe, it is a kind of incomplete perfection to let his voice blend with the character.

The ability to burn money with good post-production special effects is no worse than shooting time. Zhou Zihe forced Zhang Wei and Zhou Ziqi to develop their business non-stop. The newlyweds have no honeymoon, no wine, and no time to decorate after buying a new house. Everyone is so busy The month is only free of forced entry and exit, and it took seven months of hard work to complete the production of the film.

While watching the sample, Zhang Hao finally gradually relaxed his tense body. He thought that if the result was not satisfactory, even if the master tape was burned according to Zhou Zihe, it would not be released. However, the result was unexpectedly perfect, the soul of traditional martial arts It is perfectly integrated with the dazzling modern special effects, the structure is compact and the layout is exquisite, and what is rare is the traditional Chinese feelings for the country and the people.

The scattered applause echoed for a long time in the empty auditorium.

Relying on Zhang Hao's personal relationship, Zhang Hao insisted that this movie be squeezed into the next year's Spring Festival schedule, and he also spent a lot of money on dissemination. The hot searches and hot lists on major social networking sites were launched half a year in advance. Half a month before the release, it has become One of the most anticipated movies in the Spring Festival file.

Zhang Hao didn't mention to wait until the 50 billion box office is settled, but directly announced that he was officially retired when the imperial capital was ahead of the screening, and his "closed disciple" Zhou Zihe will inherit his film career and continue to bring you more. Excellent work.

Zhou Zihe took out a 24k pure gold basin that had been laid in advance, and knelt down on one knee to help Zhang Hao wash his hands. This not only saved Zhang Hao's face, but also added fire to the upcoming movie.

"Liu Yun Jue" was released on New Year's Eve, and it easily crossed the 50 billion red line in the third year of junior high school. Zheng Shaochen became popular all over the country overnight, and that sad boy broke into many girls' dreams.

On the first day of work on the eighth day of the lunar new year, Zhou Zihe asked Zhang Wei to seal dozens of start-up red envelopes and go to Zhang Hao's studio to officially take over the company.

Zhou Zihe's Hellcat sports car was driven less and less, but he never changed it. He slowed down and drove into the parking lot. Eight years ago, Li Chun got into this car with him for the first time, and now they are back to the original point.

Everything seems to draw a circle, but they are not back to the starting point.

He and Zhang Wei, both in neat suits, pushed open the glass door of this luxury villa one after the other. The beauty at the front desk stood up and called out respectfully and softly: "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Xiaowei."

With one hand in his trouser pocket, Zhou Zihe glanced across the meeting rooms. There was Liu Xin's voice saying you have to be patient...there was Xiao Qiong's greedy gaze at him...there was Wang Yu's face Throwing "Lingling Clear Water Pond" in front of him in disgust...

Zhang Wei turned his head and looked at the rows of open workstations. His original workstation was still there, but a newcomer was already sitting there. There was the figure of him writing manuscripts day and night, and the sound of him being scolded by Wang Yu until he collapsed and cried bitterly. Resounding... and the cynicism of those signed artists.

Now they all stood in front of themselves and Zhou Zihe, respectfully and cautiously greeted each other.

Zhou Zihe pushed open the door of Zhang Hao's office area and sat where Zhang Hao had been sitting for 20 years.Smile at colleagues who are new or old, and sweep their familiar and unfamiliar faces one by one.

He said: "Hi everyone, my name is Zhou Zihe, you can call me Mr. Zhou, starting today, I will redesign the business plan for everyone."

Zhou Zihe, your era has just begun.

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