The bird raised by the boss has lost his memory

Sure enough, it was sent by Yan Yu.

Could it be that what he said before that he wanted to focus on his career was too vague, so he didn't understand?

Song Zhixia glanced at the flowers in the vase, and replied: [Gardenias are pretty good, don't give them away next time]

One second before Song Zhixia sent it, Yan Yu replied with the second message: [Just kidding, I don’t know what flower]

Song Zhixia paused while pressing the send button, but he almost didn't press it, otherwise it would be an embarrassing scene.

But if it wasn't from Yan Yu, who would it be?

Before he could think about it, Chen Ye said again: "Zhixia, I'll go back to City A tomorrow, is it okay for you to be here by yourself?"

Song Zhixia found it funny: "Of course it's no problem."

Being interrupted like this, Song Zhixia also forgot who gave the gardenia flowers.

At the concert, the symphony orchestra played elegantly and beautifully, and baskets of flowers were hung on the high dome, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Yan Yu sent his blessings to his uncle: "I wish Chen Bo a prosperous career and good health in the new year."

Yan Yu didn't return to China for a long time, when Uncle Chen saw him, his eyes narrowed instantly, and he patted him on the shoulder: "You boy, I haven't seen you for several years, and I finally know that I'm going home! I've grown a lot taller."

"This is not coming back to China to see you," Yan Yu smiled, "I will punish myself with three cups later."

"You drink too much, let's stop." Uncle Chen said in a hearty voice, "Your parents should say that I am a spoiled child."

He glanced behind him, and caught a glimpse of men surrounded by him not far away: "You're in the entertainment circle, I'll introduce you to a few people later, so as to pave the way for your future."

Yan Yu's eyelids twitched slightly.

Uncle Chen naturally greeted him with a wine glass, and said hello, "Mr. Chu, I didn't expect to invite this big Buddha of yours to participate in my 50th birthday. It's a great honor."

Chu Jing, who was talking to someone, paused, turned around, saw Uncle Chen, and said calmly, "Where is it, I wish Uncle Chen a happy birthday."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, Uncle Chen pulled Yan Yu who was standing behind him, pushed him to the front, and said with a smile, "Mr. Chu, this is my distant cousin, who is also working in the entertainment industry. He just came back from abroad and is still a newcomer." , Mr. Chu needs to take care of him."

At the beginning, Yan Yu stood behind Chu Jing and didn't notice it. Seeing him so unexpectedly, Chu Jing was silent for two seconds, with a thin smile on his lips: "So he is Uncle Chen's cousin."

Uncle Chen heard the subtext in his words, and was taken aback: "Do you know each other?"

Yan Yu put one hand in his pocket, with a gentle and calm aura, he smiled and said: "It's not just acquaintance, Mr. Chu has made a lot of achievements in seizing corners, I have experienced a thing or two."

Uncle Chen:?

What corner?Isn't Chu Jing a bigwig in the entertainment industry?When did you switch to the real estate business?

"Sometimes there is something in fate," Chu Jing said calmly, "Mr. Yan's self-evasion when he went abroad to heal his wounds also made me feel refreshed."

When mentioning the past, Yan Yu's face darkened slightly, but he concealed it very well. He sarcastically said: "It's better than Mr. Chu. At least I can send flowers in an aboveboard manner. Unlike Mr. Chu, who has to endure everything by himself and send it secretly." Afraid of being rejected."

Like the tip of a needle pointing at a wheat awn, the aura of the two was so strong that it was terrifying.

Uncle Chen who was confused:? ? ?

What are they talking about? Is this the current situation of young people chatting? Why can't he understand a word? ?Is he so behind the times?

Chu Jing's mind was racing, and he immediately realized that he was talking about Song Zhixia. Someone sent flowers to Song Zhixia anonymously?

Habitually, Chu Jing felt extremely uncomfortable, as if something that belonged to him was contaminated with someone else's breath.

But in the next moment, reason told him very clearly that Song Zhixia does not belong to you, he is a complete and independent individual.

"Since Mr. Yan is so capable," Chu Jing said with a smile, "then I will wait."

Yan Yu nodded and nodded: "Naturally, when Xia Xia and I get married, I will definitely send you an invitation."

The extremely confused Chen Bo:? ? ?

He originally wanted them to get to know each other so that Chu Jing would take care of Yan Yu more in the future, so why did they talk about marriage?

There was no warmth in the smile on Chu Jing's face. He closed his eyes, and the image of Yan Yugang saying that appeared in his mind.

The flame of jealousy that had been burning vigorously rose to a new level in an instant, and it was like a prairie fire.

But at the moment, he couldn't do anything, most of all, he was helpless.

He knew very well in his heart that Song Zhixia after amnesia was like a blank sheet of paper, he knew who was good to him and who was not good to him.

Chu Jing and Song Zhixia are the most irrelevant and disgusting people, while Yan Yu is the exact opposite.

This is Yan Yu's greatest confidence.

Chu Jing clenched his fingers tightly, expressionless.

After finishing the filming at City B Film and Television City, the group went directly to Nanshan Hotel Hot Spring by car.

When Chen Ye was away, he temporarily assigned a small assistant to Song Zhixia.

The little assistant was recruited from Song Zhixia's fan group, and he was a loyal fan. Now that she saw her in real life, she looked [-] times more beautiful than in the photos and videos.

But when he faced Song Zhixia, he showed a cold and introverted image, and he extended his hand to introduce himself solemnly: "Mr. Song, I am your assistant Xiao Tang."

The little girl's jaw line was tight, she was serious, and she stood upright.

Song Zhixia also reached out to shake her hand, and said with a smile, "Don't be restrained, I don't eat people."

Little girl: I want you to eat me! !Ah ah ah brother smiled at me! ! !

The surface is calm and solemn: "No restraint, I usually look like this."

After failing to break the ice, Song Zhixia thought, well, the new assistant is really cold.

After a group of people got into the car, the car started to head towards Nanshan.

Chu Rou's scenes were supposed to end soon, but because of the state, Qin Chengyue was not satisfied with the filming of some scenes for a long time.But he invited the people, and Chu Rou was backed by the Chu family, so it was easier to ask the gods than to send them away, and he couldn't change people temporarily.

So it can only be delayed temporarily, waiting for her to raise her status.

Churou who went to Nanshan also followed, but instead of taking the crew's car, she drove her own car.

In the black Maybach, Chu Rou was tightly wrapped, holding a cup of hot coffee in her hand.

Chu Qingrong sat in the front passenger seat, thinking.

"Brother, are you really planning to deal with Song Zhixia again?" Chu Rou said in a very soft voice, "Otherwise, forget it, it's just me having a few more nightmares, just go to the doctor and take more medicine. I don't want to embarrass you."

Chu Rou was originally in poor health. She hadn't officially started work yet when she came out to shoot this time, but she was almost disfigured. There are still shallow marks on her face to this day.

She has suffered enough, and it is impossible to let her suffer again.

All this is because of Song Zhixia!

What's more... Lin Yi seemed to have left something behind when she died. If there was any, it must have been given to Song Zhixia. As long as Song Zhixia was alive, it would be a great threat.

Chu Qingrong had already made up his mind, he tilted his head and coaxed: "Don't be embarrassed, I just go to talk to him and come back after the chat."

"Really?" Chu Rou still looked uneasy, but since he said so, she doubted, "Okay."

As she spoke, she took another sip of her coffee, leaned back, and put the coffee in the glove box: "Brother, I'm a little tired, I'm going to bed first, call me when I arrive."

Chu Qingrong nodded: "Okay."

He didn't notice that there was a car following him in the rearview mirror at a close distance.

The secretary sent a real-time location to Chu Jing, informed him of his location, then put the phone to his lips, and reported:

"Currently, Ms. Chu Rou and President Chu are in the same car and are heading to the hot spring hotel. I have already booked the room. When you come over, you can just swipe your card to check in."

It took two hours to rush from the shooting base to Nanshan Hotel, and it was already afternoon when we arrived.

The assistant director arranged for everyone to have dinner and check in.

Song Zhixia carried the suitcase into the elevator, and the little assistant hurriedly came forward to help. How could Song Zhixia let the girl carry the suitcase for him?He immediately refused: "It's okay, I can."

It will take half a month to shoot here, and the suitcase is a bit heavy. He used two hands to carry it, but the little assistant was ahead of him, and easily lifted the suitcase with one hand, as if he was carrying a book, and went straight into the elevator. Turn around and wait for him.

Song Zhixia, who was still parked outside, froze.

He walked into the elevator and exclaimed, "You have great strength."

Facing idol's praise, Xiao Tang didn't blush, and said calmly, "Well, I moved bricks at the construction site before."

Song Zhixia asked, "Then why did you come to be an assistant?"

Xiao Tang said calmly: "Fate can't be stopped when it comes."

Song Zhixia burst out laughing, Chen Ye left, and found him a treasure.

Pressing the elevator button, the elevator slowly ascended. For some reason, Song Zhixia's eyelids twitched without warning.

He rubbed his eyes, and when he opened them, he had reached the designated floor.

It was still Xiao Tang who snatched the luggage, and Song Zhixia wanted to carry it by himself, but Xiao Tang said, "Then deduct my salary."

Song Zhixia had no choice but to let her mention it.

The corridor is very wide. There are four rooms on the first floor, facing each other. The carpet with intricate patterns spreads from the elevator entrance to the end of the corridor. Song Zhixia lives in 503.

Xiao Tang walked to the door of the room and exclaimed, "Here is a flower."

Song Zhixia was taller than her, and looking over her shoulder, he saw a gardenia quietly placed on the door of the room, with tender green rhizomes wrapped around a silver gray handle, and pure white buds stretched and blooming.

The previous experience of receiving flowers emerged at this moment, and Song Zhixia felt weird after knowing it.

Xiao Tang reached out to touch the flower, and asked curiously, "How can there be gardenias in winter? I read it right, right?"

Before she touched the flower, Song Zhixia reached out and grabbed her wrist: "Don't touch it."

Xiao Tang looked down and landed on the young man's slender white fingers, his heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he was thrown behind his mind in an instant.

Song Zhixia took a photo, then swiped his card to enter the room, Xiao Tang simply tidied up and left.

Song Zhixia immediately called the front desk to find out what was going on.

The front desk has a good attitude. After listening to what he said, he said that he would check the monitoring and reply to him later.

So far Song Zhixia relaxed a little.

He took a shower, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

At the same time, the elevator on the fifth floor opened again, and the secretary came out along with Chu Jing.

When he passed the door of Song Zhixia's room, he paused, and naturally noticed the strange gardenia.

Yan Yu mentioned that someone sent flowers to Song Zhixia, and this was it?

Just imagining it was already very uncomfortable, but seeing the real scene now, Chu Jing felt even more uncomfortable.

He stopped and turned his head to look at the secretary: "What do you think of this flower?"

The secretary has followed Chu Jing for many years, facing his frightening gaze, she walked on thin ice and said, "It's not good."

Chu Jing gave her an approving look: "Gardenia, very tacky. Go and change this flower."

The secretary didn't respond: "Huh?"

Chu Jing thought about it for a few seconds, and the inexplicable invincibility surged up: "Change to a red rose, and make an agreement with the hotel, don't let Song Zhixia find out."

secretary:……

Some people, who are obviously secretaries, are doing some underground spy work.

Song Zhixia didn't sleep for a long time and was awakened by hunger. He got up and changed his clothes, checked the time, it was nine o'clock, and he had time to go out for supper.

He yawned, took the key card and went out, but was stunned the moment he went out.

From his door to the entire corridor and the elevator door, there is a sea of ​​fiery red flowers, and the bright roses are blooming one by one.

Song Zhixia looked at this scene silently: ...

He just asked the front desk to check the source of gardenias, but he didn't seem to ask her to hold a flower show? ?

The dew is deeper, the corridor lights are dim and dim, and the gardenias suddenly turn into roses.

Things are getting weirder and weirder. Even if a woman with long hair and high heels walks in later, Song Zhixia won't be surprised at all.

He rubbed his arms and suddenly felt not hungry at all.

The roses filled him up.