The Shuwang Palace Entertainment Club is located in a prime location on Shugong North Street. The appearance design of the Gemini Building is particularly eye-catching. At night, the Gemini Building is full of light, sharing one-tenth of the night power supply in Yinjiang City. The pearl tower standing on Noah Times Square supports half of the night in Yinjiang City.

Shugong North Street is commonly known as Liuguang Zouma Street. During the day, this street is no different from the bustling streets elsewhere. Only at night do North Street come alive, with the lights chasing the sun and the moon. It is a gathering place for young men and women in Yinjiang City to live.

That night, Shugong North Street was as lively as ever. Young men and women on the street called their friends and laughed and laughed, surrounded each other and walked into dance halls and nightclubs. Under the cover of the night, a black car quietly drove into the corridor in front of the gate of the Shu Palace.

The doorman in a uniform trotted forward and opened the rear seat door. He Cheng bent over and walked out of the car, wearing a suit and glasses, still looking meticulously elite.

Xiao Shu handed the car key to the doorman, and then walked towards the main entrance of the Shu Royal Palace with him one step in front and one step behind.

Jiangzhaonan set up a suite on the 7th floor of the catering industry. He Cheng was led by Yingbin to the door. Yingbin opened the door and said to him: "Please come in."

As soon as He Cheng showed up, the noise in the room stopped for a moment, and then it became obvious that it was restrained. More than twenty people were scattered in the hall, standing or sitting, and looking at the long legs, the young girls were wearing exquisite makeup and light skirts. The only few men were also Mu Xiuyulin's type with superior physical appearance.

Zou Yuheng sat on the sofa and played cards with a few young and beautiful women. The bets on the card table were a bit big. The brand new banknotes were like pieces of paper, three layers above and three layers below the playing cards, and several piles collapsed due to their excessive size and scattered on the carpet under the card table.

Zou Yuheng raised his hand from the gentle village and said to him: "Look at who this is, the horn you have brought out is back!"

He Cheng stood at the door, the room was too complicated and strong light flashing in the lens, which made him look in front of him for a moment. He took off his glasses and pinched his glasses to see the woman lying on Zou Yuheng's shoulder. He only felt that she looked familiar. When she raised her face and smiled at him, she remembered who she was.

I forgot my name. She had been with him for a while. He invested in several scripts for her. After she became popular, they broke off contact and the relationship ended here. I heard that she had walked on the red carpet in Taiwan recently and brought back a trophy of great importance. For this reason, Zou Yuheng also called him to report good news and praised him for his great fortune. Any little sparrow he had "cultivated" turned into a golden phoenix. Now half of the country in the entertainment industry is your harem.

He Cheng felt that what he said was a bit disgusting, as if they had never been "cultivated". He was very cold and had a very sensible attitude. He provided a golden silk bird cage to the little sparrows with each other and never indulged in it. Therefore, he had a bad reputation in the "circle" and was not very popular. He never used his heart when playing games with flowers and plants on earth. He was indifferent and rigid to everyone, and he was more fond of the new than the cell metabolism speed. It often started last night and ended this morning. Then the owner and the golden silk bird negotiated the conditions like two Party A and Party B who signed the contract, settled the final payment, and finally, they broke up.

At most, he provided the other party with a soil for development. Zou Yuheng is the one who is tirelessly watering and fertilizing the "Little Sparrow" to promote his growth. The attitude of Jin Fenghuang who won the award at this time can be seen. Jin Fenghuang lay sticky on Zou Yuheng's shoulder, but only smiled at him. It was obvious that he had already recognized the new master. He Cheng was too disobedient to follow the rules of the game. He was too perfunctory and too lazy to even follow the rules of the game.

He also praised a foreign male model. He has successfully switched to the mainland film and television industry and is filming an idol drama that is rehearsed year after year but will never be abandoned by the times. He has bad scripts and bad productions and directors, but he is the "most looking forward to the year". He Cheng thinks that this world is really incomprehensible.

The handsome mixed-race male model saw him and raised the beer can in his hand from afar and said in pure German: "langenichtgesehen, meineliebe!"

The unrestrained enthusiasm of foreigners was fully demonstrated at this time. When He Cheng appeared, everyone pretended to be grandson, but foreign compatriots dared to joke with him. In order to cater to the atmosphere, those who could understand and could not understand laughed, and most of them couldn't understand.

He Cheng also smiled in response, put on his glasses and waved to Zou Yuheng, then walked straight through the lobby toward the inner room separated by two screens. A huge round crystal turntable was decorated with flowers and candles, with a very gorgeous Gothic style. It was not yet dinner, so there were only two people sitting by the dining table, Jiang Zhaonan and a man he had never seen before.

When the strange man saw He Cheng coming in, he immediately stood up and bent down at him and smiled, rubbed his hands slightly nervously and stood behind Jiang Zhaonan.

Jiang Zhaonan sat on the chair with his legs crossed gracefully, raised his lips and recommended them to both of them: "Chuaxia Bank Account Manager, Sun Shibin, Xiao Sun, greet the second master for me."

It was obvious that Manager Sun had been on such a big occasion for the first time, and called Erye to He Cheng several times, then he rashly wanted to shake hands with him. He reached out halfway and shrank back, pulled a chair open and poured him a cup of tea after he sat down.

When he poured tea, He Cheng saw a small blue tattoo like a tail-like tail-like cuff on the cuff of his right hand that he wanted to shake hands with him. The reason he noticed was that the business of pouring tea with this hand was very impure, and he wandered in front of him for a long time.

After Manager Sun poured the water over and over again, Xiao Shu kindly walked up and took the teapot from him, and smiled and said, "I'll do it, thank you."

Sun Shibin accompanied the smile and quietly retreated behind Jiang Zhaonan.

This man was tall and tall, with a simple and honest face, and even a little clumsy and couldn't get on the table. However, He Cheng looked at him more often, and couldn't help but wonder what the abacus was Jiang Zhaonan's promotion of such an "honest man".

His curiosity was only doubtful in his heart, and he didn't say it out loud, and his attention quickly moved to Zou Yuheng who was called by him.

Xiao Shu took out a document and handed it to him. He threw it on the dining table and asked with his legs raised, "Who is this giordanobruno? Isn't the leader behind the Brazzaville factory Secretary Gao? Where did giordanobruno come from? Zou Yuheng, why do I think you are setting up a trap for me?"

Zou Yuheng took the document disapprovingly and turned over two pages, hooked his shoulder and beat him, "Who dares to put a trap on you? Can I trap you? With your power, you have to jump out of the pit and bit me to death. Your He family and our Zou family can't afford to offend you. A few days ago, my father said, let me establish a good relationship with you, and our younger generations are better if we get closer to their older generations."

He Cheng pushed his arm away and said unmoved: "Then explain to me that it was originally intended to assist African state-owned factories, but now it has become a Sino-foreign joint venture private enterprise?"

Zou Yuheng was also a little confused, scratching his forehead and said, "Yes... If there is no government behind you, wouldn't you become a risk taker?"

After saying that, he slapped his thighs and slapped several small mouths: "Look at my memory, Secretary Gao clearly explained to you clearly, so I forgot it. That's right, Second Master, this state-owned factory that aided Africa must be run, but it won't be run in the past two years. After two years, Secretary Gao will be promoted, this, this, what is it, what is it, Mr. Bruny is just an investor he has recruited. Secretary Gao means to occupy the market first, and then convert from joint venture to state-owned assets. Time will not wait for anyone. While Brazzaville is still peaceful, first settle in and build a factory to occupy the market opportunity. In this way, it will not be too late to talk about anything else in the future."

He Cheng sat steadily on the chair, smiled coldly, and said, "You asked me to open a factory with a joint venture with Bruni, Italy, whom I didn't know. If something goes wrong in the future, it will be too late to talk about anything."

Upon hearing this, Zou Yuheng no longer smiled, solemnly closed the documents aside, and said to him: "That's it, Erye, I promise, I promise that the factory will not be operated for the time being during the joint venture and state-owned assets transformation, so that no risks will be issued, is it okay?"

The air conditioner here is turned on low. After staying for a long time, He Cheng felt cold hands and feet. He took a tissue to wipe his wet fingertips and smiled: "Is your guarantee useful?"

Zou Yuheng's face relaxed, he smiled again, picked up the teapot and added the tea for him. Finally, he pushed the tea cup in front of him and said, "My promise is Secretary Gao's guarantee, you have to believe this."

He Cheng looked at the light yellow tea in front of him, his eyes flashed, and hesitation appeared on his face.

Xiao Shu stood aside and was also worried that He Cheng would lose his mind and judgment in this matter. If he had anything else, he would not be so worried. However, behind this matter was Chu Xingyun, Chu Xingyun was the source of He Cheng's loss of reason and all judgment...

Zou Yuheng obviously thought of this, and approached him and deliberately lowered his voice, saying, "I know why you suddenly agreed to the joint venture. If you withdraw now, Captain Chu will not have to withdraw."

Then, He Cheng picked up the cup of tea, touched him gently, and said, "I respect you, and Secretary Gao."

Zou Yuheng said: "I dare not." Then he drank the tea.

Jiang Zhaonan, who had been an audience for a long time, quietly picked the seeds of dragon fruit in a fruit plate. Hearing that they had agreed, he threw all the dragon fruits that had picked the seeds into the trash can. He started chatting about the tablecloth and wiped his hands casually, saying, "I'll have a meal after the talk. It's just right, Second Master, I have something to discuss with you."

He Cheng became the protagonist of this dinner without knowing it. All the dishes were ordered vegetarian dishes to cater to his taste. Jiang Zhaonan ordered another table of meat and vegetables in the lobby of the outer room, and there were still only a few of them inside.

Jiang Zhaonan personally poured four glasses of white wine, and even Xiao Shu had one, and then served as the host to toast the glass present.

He Cheng took a sip of his mind, and did not move the exquisite dishes on the table. He poured another cup of tea and asked, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Zhaonan smiled and said, "I invite you to the dinner tomorrow night."

He Cheng's eyebrows were very small, and it was almost impossible to see. He knew very well what the "dinner" meant by Jiang Zhaonan. He left before twelve o'clock in the evening, which was a dinner party. After twelve o'clock in the evening, a midnight party would be held, that is, a "night party". The dinner party was just the top tune of the night banquet. Jiang Zhaonan was happy to do this and would send invitations from time to time to invite friends to have a night banquet. He had also attended, but they all left before twelve o'clock in the evening, and they regarded such gatherings as social events at work.

He Cheng looked at the table full of vegetarian food. They were obviously soy products and vegetables, but the chef tried his best to process them into chicken, duck, fish and meat. The taste of them was no longer a simplicity and light taste. These foods were not prepared for people who were really vegetarians, but for carnivorous animals to change their tastes.

Perhaps the people serving in this world will always be those who enjoy the most say, not those who occupy the most majority.

The tofu-made suckling pigeon was made of so similar, even the golden scorchy puff on the pigeon's skin was made, and it looked like it was real... He Cheng suddenly felt a little disgusting, he picked up the teacup and drank it dry, and then said, "Yes."

Jiang Zhaonan then laughed and said, "Don't forget to bring his female companion."

"Um."

"Not Assistant He."

He Cheng turned his head to look at him, pressing his eyebrows slightly and feeling a little unhappy: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Zhaonan seemed to have not heard him, dragging his jaw as if he was trapped in a romantic fantasy. He looked at the point of nothingness in the air, and said in obsession: "I have seen one of your new secretary, surnamed Yang? Is Yang Shu right? She is so pure, like a bottle made of glass, it breaks when touched."

He Cheng heard Yang Shu's name in his mouth, his eyes sank slightly, and he suddenly relaxed and leaned back on the back of the chair, with an intriguing smile on the corner of his lips: "Do you like Yang Shu?"

Jiang Zhaonan said: "She fits my fantasy."

He Cheng was not interested in his fantasy. He only thought about what would happen if Yang Shu went to the banquet. The result was obvious, and it depends on whether he could let him go.

He Cheng was hesitating. His hesitation had nothing to do with Yang Shu's relationship with Chu Xingyun, but just struggled on the moral line. He didn't care much about the relationship between Yang Shu and Chu Xingyun, because he knew very well that those who could stand with Chu Xingyun and walk to the end must be strong enough and hold weapons. Is Yang Shu brave? Is she strong? Does she have weapons? No, so he was not worried that Chu Xingyun would become Yang Shu. Maybe one day Chu Xingyun would become someone else's, but that person would not be Yang Shu.

In fact, so far, he has no desire to control Chu Xingyun, nor has he ever disturbed Chu Xingyun's development of his love partner. He just wanted to possess him wishful thinking and self-indulgently, but he did not take action, but just thought in his heart. Furthermore, as long as Chu Xingyun did not form a romantic relationship with any woman in one day, then in his heart, Chu Xingyun would "belong" to him for one day.

Jiang Zhaonan looked at his face and saw his hesitation, so he smiled and said, "Of course, I won't let you send me alone for free." As he said that, he snapped his fingers twice. A young big boy walked in from the outer hall through the screen, walked to He Cheng with a familiarity, turned around and leaned against the dining table, and smiled in a dashing and romantic way, "Hello, Second Master."

This person is very young, elegant and beautiful, with a soft temperament and a bright smile, and has a bit of a transcendent taste. He is a person who cannot be influenced by the entertainment industry like a large dye vat.

He Cheng raised his eyes, turned his eyes lightly around his face, then withdrew it back, frowned, a little bored.

When the young man poured a glass of white wine toast him, he reached out and pushed away the goblet in front of him, looked at Jiang Zhaonan with a smile and said, "Just talk about things well, what are you doing?"

Jiang Zhaonan dragged his chin and smiled: "If you don't accept my people, how dare I accept your people?" He paused, his smile became deeper, and his left dimples appeared faintly: "This is our old rule, Second Master, don't break it."

If the threat of Jiang Zhaonan's spring and rain so far has not been exposed clearly, then his next sentence fully demonstrates that he is bound to win Yang Shu.

When He Cheng was silent, he said again: "Well, if you can't make decisions, then I'll go and discuss with Captain Chu in person."

He Cheng's eyes turned cold, he turned to look at him, looked at his gentle and affectionate smiling face expressionlessly, and suddenly pulled the corners of his lips and showed a sneer, and said slowly: "I'll just come this dirty thing."

"Oh? Then did you agree?"

"Of course, this is the rule."

"Hahaha, then let's say it's okay to drink."

Xiao Shu looked at the scene of those people drinking and having fun in a false way, and felt like he had been kicked over a bucket of water. He was so mixed that he could not eat anything at all. He quietly left the cubicle and stayed away from the group of monsters in the outer hall. He found a place without anyone on the balcony. After a while, his cell phone rang, and it was Chu Xingyun called it.

As soon as the phone was connected, Chu Xingyun said there: "Where are you? Why didn't He Cheng answer the phone? I took back his blood and energy analysis report. Has this kid taken good medicine recently?"

Xiao Shu remembered the contract signed by He Cheng just now. The young man He Cheng took over, sighed in a bad mood and said something in his heart: "Police Officer Chu, no magic pill is used, he has become obsessed with it."

Chu Xingyun: "...what is it?"

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