The days of being spoiled by a fierce boss

At this moment, Zhuang Ze seemed to see a green light in that person's eyes.

How much does it cost for a flat-floor Linjiang apartment in Jihai City?

Zhuang added emphatically: "I think it's a pity for you. Why did you just take a car and leave? Director Cheng is too generous. I heard that his gifts start at a million dollars. Companies, stores, etc. , house, which one is not better than your small broken car? You stay with him well, it is much better than you working tirelessly as a model and looking at people's faces. Look at me, you don't have to do anything every day, Just doing modeling, playing with cars, and before Cheng Dong gets tired of me, I have to grind out a few more houses from him."

The man took a deep breath, his face full of envy and jealousy: "How many more houses will be built?"

"Yeah," Zhuang Ze said casually, "but he doesn't look for me very much recently, maybe he's a little tired of me."

"Then what does he like now?" the man blurted out.

"The passionate one? The one who loves him deeply? The one with perfect body proportions and particularly slender legs?" Zhuang Ze glanced at him, and sincerely suggested, "You can try it, maybe he likes your style too, I've rekindled my old relationship with you again."

The phone vibrated, and a WeChat message from Cheng Qing came in: Yun Ning said you were modeling on Jiashang?I'm at the door.

Zhuang Ze replied: I'm on the second floor, I'll be fine soon, you can rest on the first floor for a while.

"Look, when it comes to Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there," Zhuang Ze looked at the man in the mirror, with a faint smile, "Cheng Dong actually passed by here, and he was waiting for me downstairs."

The man stayed for a moment, didn't even say hello, turned around and went downstairs impatiently.

Alan's hair is cut very finely, with short sides and natural messy hair in front, which is in line with Zhuang Ze's indifferent and cool temperament. After the cut, Alan applied some hair care oil for him and dried it slightly , Zhuang Ze looked in the mirror, he was indeed quite fashionable.

Jiang Yuning also came out. He made a fashionable tinfoil iron, and he looked more and more coquettish. He looked around in front of Zhuang Ze's mirror proudly: "How is it? My hairstyle is not bad, right? You can also have one, make sure to put it on." Brother Cheng is obsessed."

The corner of Zhuang Ze's mouth couldn't help twitching: "I don't have such ambitions."

"Why hasn't Brother Cheng come yet? He just said he'll be here soon." Jiang Yuning looked at his watch puzzled.

"Go, go down and have a look." Zhuang Ze said enthusiastically.

The fire he set just now should be burning blazingly, just in time to watch the excitement.

Unfortunately, the expected picture of Cheng Qingfang and the model's resurgence of old love did not appear. The first floor was very quiet. Several beauties and handsome men were washing their hair and putting on makeup. Cheng Qing sat on the sofa by the glass window, holding a book Magazine flipped through.

Zhuang Ze looked around but couldn't find the model, so he asked wonderingly, "How is your old friend?"

Cheng Qingfang raised his eyes, and glanced at him indifferently: "What's your old friend? Just now, there was a model I knew, named Qiu Lin, who sexually harassed me when he came up for no reason, and I was taken away by the police."

Zhuang Ze was stunned: "You...you can't be so unfeeling, are you? At least you two have been in love for a few nights..."

Cheng Qingfang's expression became uneasy: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who has been in love with him for how many nights? You listen to the wind like rain, so you just wrong me like that? You can ask Jiang Yuning if I have had sex with Qiu Lin ?”

Jiang Yuning hurriedly said: "No, it's really not true. I know Qiu Lin, just a second-rate male model. He asked me to match up and wanted to meet Brother Cheng. Brother Cheng let him play with him at Moling Mountain Villa for a few days. He used this as a pawn all day long. Capital brags everywhere."

Zhuang Ze laughed softly: "After playing with you in the villa for a few days, can you still be the innocent Liu Xiahui? Who are you lying to? Cheng Qingfang, I will look down on you now, a manly man, dare to act, have a There is only one leg, so it’s meaningless to deceive people.”

He looked at Jiang Yuning politely: "Brother Jiang, thank you for your hospitality. I will invite you back next time. I'll be leaving first. You guys talk slowly."

Before Cheng Qingfang could speak, he strode out of the modeling center.

Jiang Yuning took a breath, and quickly helped Zhuang Ze speak: "Brother Cheng, Xiao Ze must be jealous of Qiu Lin, don't be angry, he will know his mistake after a while..."

Cheng Qingfang gritted his teeth, and murmured: "If he knows he made a mistake and apologizes to me, it may be that the sun is coming out from the west."

Jiang Yuning was dumbfounded: "This...Could it be that Brother Cheng, you...are you going to make amends and be careful?"

Cheng Qing gave him the back of his head as an answer, and taught him a lesson: "Stop bringing Ozawa to places like this in the future, and cause me trouble for nothing."

Zhuang Ze turned up the collar of his coat, wiped his hands in his trouser pockets, and strolled in the square.

Although it is winter, the weather tonight is very good. It is rare to see a few stars in the dark blue night, and occasionally there are tulle-like clouds drifting by.

A faint fragrance came over, Zhuang Ze stopped and saw that in the small garden in the middle of the square, a plum tree was in bloom.The white buds are shy and timid, quietly hiding in the night.

There was a soft "click", and a plum blossom appeared in front of Zhuang Ze.

Followed by Cheng Qingfang's smiling face.

"Why did you hold it down?" Zhuang Ze was speechless, "Destroying public property is so unqualified."

"That's what you like," Cheng Qingfang forced the flowers into his hands.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, a patrolling security guard looked over, Zhuang Ze hurriedly dragged Cheng Qingfang and galloped quickly, turned a corner, and arrived at the pedestrian path by the Dongpu River.

Running in a hurry, Zhuang Ze leaned against the tree trunk by the roadside and gasped for breath.

"Aren't you jealous?" Cheng Qingfang asked in a low voice.

Zhuang Ze sneered.

"I really have nothing to do with him," Cheng Qingfang said helplessly, "Jiang Yunning brought him here at the time, I was very picky, this person is not to my liking, and Moling Mountain Villa is in the wilderness again, so I don't bother to change people, let him He played golf with him for a few days."

Zhuang Ze gave him a sideways look, and asked mockingly, "After playing golf with you for a few days, you gave him a car? Dong Cheng is really generous."

Cheng Qingfang was a little annoyed: "He fell while playing, and his arm may have been broken. At that time, he said pitifully that he would stop working for a few months, so I gave him one. The company imported it and it cost only 40 million yuan. , why did he even tell you this?"

"Okay, don't explain anymore, I know you have a rich love history," Zhuang Ze said sarcastically, "I didn't care about it before, remember that when you are with me, you can't mess around."

For some reason, Cheng Qingfang felt uncomfortable with Zhuang Ze's indifferent appearance.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at Zhuang Ze with a half-smile: "I'm still waiting for you to grind down a few of my houses, how can you be fooled?"

Zhuang Ze blushed and turned to leave.

Cheng Qingfang grabbed him, pressed him against the tree trunk, and asked threateningly, "You keep your word, how do you grind it? What kind of grinder do you use?"

Hearing these words was erotic, and Zhuang Ze felt ashamed and annoyed: "I fooled him, he really believed it, who asked him to show off his car arrogantly..."

Cheng Qingfang's heart warmed up.

Sure enough, I was still jealous.

He pressed it up, pressed it against Zhuang Ze's ear, and called out in a low voice, "Xiao Ze..."

"What are you doing?" Zhuang Ze was taken aback, "This is outside, be careful not to be seen by others."

"do not move."

The dim yellow light from the street lamp penetrated through the leaves, and softly shone on Zhuang Ze's body, and the figures of the two were drawn into a long line, indistinguishable from each other.

At this moment, Cheng Qingfang's heart seemed to be filled with something, and something was gradually breaking through the ground.He gently rubbed Zhuang Ze's face with his fingertips, and said softly, "You don't need to grind, I will give you whatever you want..."

Maybe it was because the night was too beautiful, or maybe it was because the love words were too sweet, but the atmosphere between the two of them this night was surprisingly good.

Zhuang Ze didn't speak harshly anymore, and walked back and forth twice on the footpath by the Dongpu River with Cheng Qingfang. From the back view, he looked no different from the couples strolling along the river.

In the end, Zhuang Ze worriedly asked what happened to Qiu Lin. He was a little worried that Cheng Qingfang was so ruthless that if he really sent someone to the police station, he would be too sorry for Qiu Lin.

Cheng Qingfang smiled, "You lied to me, I scared you away."

The cohabitation life is very step-by-step, Zhuang Ze has no time to toss about the relationship with Cheng Qingfang, so he acquiesces to this state, and instead focuses on the various preliminary preparations of the project, while Cheng Qingfang is still running at both ends of Beichen and Jihai. There are always two or three days when I am away from the apartment.

In the blink of an eye, it will be the New Year.

Cheng Qing went back to Beichen City when he was 26 years old. Before leaving, he had a rough fight with him before leaving reluctantly.

Zhuang Ze breathed a sigh of relief, the Chinese New Year was the time when he was most upset at home, if Cheng Qingfang was still by his side, he would really not be in the mood to deal with it, when Uncle Cheng would feel unhappy, and the two of them would have another big fight.

Anmi Technology had a holiday on the 28th of the year, and Zhuang Ze returned to Donghai Garden the next day.Spring Festival couplets and Spring blessings have been pasted at home, which looks very old-fashioned, and the house has been tidied up and looked brand new.

As soon as Zhao Yunmei saw her son came back, she hurriedly brought out the prepared snacks and fruits: "Ozawa, you are so skinny, and you can't take care of yourself when you're alone. Mom really hurts when she sees it. Let's ask your dad to change the house and move next to the company, so mom can take care of you..."

"No need." Zhuang Ze quickly refused.

Zhao Yunmei was stunned for a moment, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was a little forced: "Why, you don't like living with me so much? Do you have a girlfriend? Mom won't bother you."

"No," Zhuang Ze quickly denied, "My schedule is different from yours. Sometimes it will be midnight when I contact with foreign countries, which will disturb you."

Zhao Yunmei was a little happier: "It's okay, I know you young people are fresh at night, but you have to pay attention to your health, staying up late must not become a habit."

"I know, I will take care of myself," Zhuang Ze said softly, "Mom, you should also go outside more often, don't be bored at home all day."

"I don't have anywhere to go, I only have you and you in my life..." Zhao Yunmei's voice paused.

Zhuang Ze pretended not to hear, leaned on the sofa and changed the topic: "Are you going back to your hometown for Chinese New Year this year?"

Zhao Yunmei hesitated for a moment: "You don't like going back to your hometown or you won't go back this year, anyway your grandparents are gone."

Zhuang Ze breathed a sigh of relief.

The relatives of my grandpa's house are all vampires, who gossip behind their backs all day long, but they all open their mouths when they borrow money. Zhao Yunmei is always scorned by relatives and friends because of her lack of affection. Sometimes he would just hide and cry alone, which made it a torment for him every time he went back to his hometown.

"By the way," Zhao Yunmei remembered something, excitedly went to the room, and took out a stack of red underwear, "Next year is your birth year, I prepared underwear for you to ward off evil..."

Zhuang Ze looked at the bright red, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Mom, when are these old calendars, I don't need these."

Zhao Yunmei was stunned for a moment, her eyes were red.

Zhuang Ze had no choice but to compromise, and quickly took it over: "Okay, okay, I'll wear it, don't cry."

"Xiao Ze..." Zhao Yunmei choked up and asked, "Do you think your mother is particularly useless? She can't give you a good life and make you work so hard, and people look down on you..."

Zhuang Ze secretly groaned.

Whenever there is any dispute between mother and son, Zhao Yunmei can bring it up.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. Don't be sad. I was wrong. It's not that I don't want to live with you. I don't want you to beg my dad. When my project is put into production, I will have a lot of income. I will buy you a house in the future, and we will live together, okay?"

After spending a long time, Zhuang Ze finally managed to coax Zhao Yunmei well, but his mood became worse and worse.

After dinner, he was about to find an excuse to go into the bedroom and stay there when the doorbell rang and someone brought gifts in. There were three big boxes full of very high-end things, including iron maple buckets, cordyceps sinensis, ginseng, and famous wines. , luxury brand scarves, bags...

"Mr. Zhuang Zezhuang asked us to send it," Amman stood at the door, talking nonsense solemnly, "He wants to give you a surprise."

Zhao Yunmei smiled happily, took out the gifts one by one, and complained to Zhuang Ze: "What are you buying so much for such an expensive thing? It's a waste of money."

Zhuang Ze was quite ashamed.

He was only busy with the company's affairs, but it was Cheng Qing who was careful and thought of this.

The phone rang, and Zhuang Ze saw that it was Cheng Qingfang.

He went into the room, closed the door, and connected the phone.

"Have you received the New Year's gift?"

Cheng Qingfang's voice was as condescending as ever, but at this moment, Zhuang Ze heard a hint of warmth from it, and his heart softened for the first time.

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