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It was still too quiet in the car.

Xi Zhao, who was trying to find a topic, began to ask Xia Zhizhu's work arrangements in a normal tone.

Live broadcasting, filming, dubbing, and catwalk rehearsals all sound complicated and complicated.

Adhering to the principle of mutual assistance, Party A asked politely, "Have you worked hard?"

As if realizing that he also has the identity of an exploiter as a boss at the same time, Xi Zhao paused and added: "To be honest, I don't control your salary."

He seems to be very good at saying something serious that makes people want to laugh, but because he is too serious to judge whether he is really joking, did Mr. Xi become a bad joke king when he was in kindergarten?

Xia Zhizhu rolled his eyes, shook his head and replied, "It's not hard."

The current status of this industry is not healthy in China. Although Xia Zhizhu feels that he has suffered a lot when he is tired from work, compared with most people in the world who work hard but still can only touch the food and clothing line, his The ratio of investment to income is too exaggerated, even if he is still being squeezed by Wei Mingxi's bottomless pit at the same time, there is still more than enough to spare, needless to say, the other party is even more so.

You shouldn't act obedient when you get cheap, Xia Zhizhu thought, as for Wei Mingxi...

The boy lowered his eyelids, and suddenly said: "Mr. Xi, has my relationship with Wei Mingxi caused a lot of trouble for the company?"

Xi Zhao didn't answer.

If there is no accident, Xia Zhizhu should have known from Song Ci the result of Wei Mingxi's being a demon queen on his birthday not long ago during the meeting today, but he probably didn't know that that person came to the star the next day. Yan, originally wanted to use the information about Xia Zhizhu in his hand to threaten people in exchange for some benefits, but he never wanted to find the wrong person, and Xi Zhao denied everything without saying anything.

Yes, he wasted 10 minutes of Mr. Xi, but apart from some ambiguous hints, there were no other substantive revelations. After thinking about it, it must not only affect Xia Zhizhu, but also himself.

But this is enough for Xi Zhao to guess most of the truth.

Wei Mingxi and Xia Zhizhu are blood relatives to a certain extent, but it is obvious that the positive meaning of this relationship is almost equal to the negative infinity.Xi Zhao didn't know why Xia Zhizhu would allow this person to exploit him all the time, and Wei Mingxi wouldn't show his cards so easily, but even if he didn't know this, it wouldn't delay Xi Zhao to shut him up forever.

Xia Zhizhu didn't seem to realize that that person was out of his life.

Xi Zhao thought calmly: Xia Zhizhu is too stupid.

He only knows that if a person treats him well, he should treat the other person unreservedly, but once that person betrays and hurts him, he doesn't know and will not fight back.No one taught him in the past, so that he was cultivated with such a gentle temperament. Although he is naive, it is rare and beautiful, and there is no need to forcibly correct it in the future, because Xi Zhao will always—in fact, he is already protecting Xia Zhizhu.

But the other party was so frank, Xi Zhao didn't know what to say.He even felt that even if Xia Zhizhu would apologize to him in the next second, tear up the contract of mutual assistance and leave Xingyan, he should respectfully listen to the other party's thoughts.

And as if he had finally made up his mind, Xia Zhizhu looked up at him.

The boy's eyes are always very bright, like the most precious treasure in the game, the black pearl, full of aura, even if sometimes it is covered with a layer of mist due to confusion, it is still clean and clear after blowing it off.

The low-key sports car arrived at the downstairs of the little star's apartment amidst the melodious music.

Xia Zhizhu said: "Mr. Xi, I am willing to be responsible for everything about me. If something happens in the future, please also believe in my sincerity at this moment."

Knowing that his request had nothing to do with Qing Ni, but the moment he heard it, he was still driven into confusion.

The hesitation when raising his hand was only for a moment, but Xi Zhao finally complied with his wish and gently stroked the boy's hair. When he met Shang Xia Zhizhu's momentary stare, the man softly agreed to him: "Okay, I believe it."

Everyone says that Xi Zhao is a wolf from Wall Street, but in order to keep his promise at this moment, the dictator is willing to be a gentleman and always stand by the bamboo.

At [-]:[-] p.m., on weekend nights, the busiest area on the east bank of the Lujiang River was crowded with people as usual, but compared to previous weekends, this long-standing landmark pedestrian street was still a bit too lively tonight.

Young people holding cameras and star banners gather in twos and threes and walk in the same direction. If the passing tourists are bold and ask, those girls holding aid supplies will smile and give you a hard fruit. Sugar, and raised his hand to point the way to the more central Mingzhen Square.

From Xia Zhizhu's apartment back to his residence in Luxi, it takes four to 10 minutes one way if there is no traffic jam, but it obviously needs to be extended several times tonight.

The red light on this street lasts for 120 seconds, and there are impatient horns from all directions, but Mr. Xi, who is crowded in the traffic flow, just ignores all this calmly and quietly refreshes tonight as if it is New Year's Eve again Weibo page.

At eight o'clock, Xia Zhizhu's latest luxury perfume advertisement was cast on the big naked-eye 3D screen in Jiangcheng Mingzhen Square on time.

The beautiful boy changed from his previous youthful and clean image, and walked quietly and gracefully among the distinguished guests in a gorgeous dark dress.He is like a white rose blooming in the night, with cunning and sharp thorns in his almond eyes full of spring smiles, releasing a dangerous but sinking aura without any concealment.

Since entering the public eye, Xia Zhizhu has seldom, or even never, stretched his smile like this. It is the first time he even discovered the hard candy that he has been paying attention to for a long time. When a boy grinned, he would There are two pointed and small canine teeth.

On the screen, when leaning over to kiss the partner's fingertips, the skinny fingers, as pale as jade bamboo, slid away the jewel ring between her fingers at the same time.

Changing scenes, Xia Zhizhu passed by like a wisp of smoke and the shadow of the fragrance of clothes—he was originally a thief, who stole moonlight and beauties to make wine after nightfall.

The piano melody slowly accelerates to a climax.

In the huge square, tens of thousands of people watched quietly together as the young thief staggered onto the highest table of the banquet. Those who looked up at him raised their glasses high, and then, Mr. Thief lowered his eyelids. After turning his back and slightly bowing down to salute everyone gracefully, he suddenly let go of the delicately curved goblet without warning.

The nectar is like silk, and the slow-motion crystal flips mottled to radiate brilliance. At the moment when the glass is about to fall to the ground and shatter, the wide 3D screen suddenly goes black.

There were exclamations in the square one after another, and after a background sound of low laughter, everyone held their breath again in an instant.

In the eyes of countless pairs of anticipation, the name of the perfume slowly surfaced on the screen in the form of simple cursive English.

Class-ACrook (Class A heart thief)

After tonight, those who have thoughtlessly criticized Xia Zhizhu's stage performance may have to hesitate again before typing their speeches.

It's just that he doesn't know who enlightened him, so that he suddenly mastered the technique of stealing the heart so naturally.

——Mr. Xi, your perseverance has always impressed me very much, but it is too rigid and easy to break. I hope you will face your heart more honestly.

At the end of the consultation yesterday, the psychiatrist's advice came back to my ears.

- will not fold.Xi Zhao answered him at that time.

The extremely calm and determined tone made those who heard him believe him involuntarily.

But Zhao Chuhe still smiled and asked back: Really?

Xi Zhao nodded.

The red light at the intersection jumped to green, and the busy long street moved slowly.

Xi Zhao was holding the steering wheel with one hand, and his eyes calmly glanced out of the window, causing countless people to scream and raise their mobile phones to take pictures.

Mr. Xi's heart is the high mountains covered by ice and snow all the year round, his indifference is the howling wind on the mountain, and his aloofness is the thorns that block all visitors, but that clumsy rock-climbing bear has been going forward in a daze since the Osaka temple fair. , and the owner of the blizzard never thought that he could actually stop him with a stab.

Every inch of Xia Zhizhu's approach, the snow will melt away by a foot.

At [-]:[-] p.m., Xi Zhao, who had just showered and had not dried his hair, was standing quietly in the night overlooking the night view of the city with his loyal Doberman surrounded by water vapor.

A certain direction outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was facing the naked-eye 3D screen in Mingzhen Square, and the lights of thousands of houses in Jiangcheng fell on the boy's delicate face, reflecting his pupils like flowing resin.And at the moment before the feast began, perhaps before he was possessed by the thief, the boy's eyes were actually indescribably quiet and serene.

This is Xia Zhizhu.

At ten o'clock, when Jiangcheng's landmark clock tower began to tell the time slowly, the screen of Xi Zhao's mobile phone on the bedside table lit up on time again.

Even if he didn't look at it, he knew that on the other end of the network, the boy who had stolen so many hearts tonight must be earnestly keeping the promise that only the two of them knew: "Good evening, Mr. Xi, I wish you a sweet dream. "

Accompanied by a long-breathing sigh, a tender new shoot finally sprouted on the top of the high mountain that has been irrigated by the moonlight for 100 years. It stretches and vibrates all the way, and finally grows taller and becomes a pliable and unbreakable green bamboo.

Xi Zhao can't bend, but he should be able to bend with a high probability.

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