time-limited addiction

Chapter 7 Night Mansion

They knew very little about this young boss, and he rarely appeared in the company unless there were meetings.

He didn't give any reason to say that he didn't cooperate, but he didn't give any reason. That's a leading company in the new energy industry.

It’s just that within a few days, the company that didn’t cooperate with it fell to a three-month high tide in one night.

Otherwise, Zhou Luchen's eyes are extremely vicious, fast, and ruthless.

When Zhou's driver came to pick up people downstairs from the group, it was obvious that Zhou Lushen was in a low mood, as always.

The car left the building slowly.

The driver thought about it for a long time, "The old man told you not to show up outside, which will affect your succession to Union Bank."

The window of the car was opaque, and Zhou Lu's expression was deep in the darkness, without any expression.

The driver stopped for a while, and chose to continue, "The old man also said that if you don't take over, the new president of the United this year will let the eldest son take over."

Outsiders call him the Second Young Master, after all, the Zhou family still has an Eldest Young Master.

The eldest son is not the real Zhou family, and the Zhou family is also trained as the successor of the co-president. That hardworking and capable person is not as expensive as the second son.

The Zhou family advocated not to cause trouble, but the second son was young and handsome, with Yingying and Yanyan around him just by his face.

How much his own father didn't like him.

He said coldly, "Give it to him."

The driver nodded at the rearview mirror, "Are you going back to Zhou's house?"

Zhou Lu bowed his neck slightly, "Ye Mansion."

40 minutes later, the Maybach drove into a private villa.

Ye mansion is his private villa, no matter how far away from Zhou's house, the second son will live there, and hide his gentle and delicate jades.

At present, there is or is not, the driver does not know.

Send him off and the driver leaves.

He didn't hire a live-in nanny, and only let the cleaning company come to clean up after he left every day.

It is empty, but there are many lights, and they are bright.

Entering the door, Zhou Lu quietly looked at the wall on the right, which was covered with murals of stone carvings.

In a trance, someone leaned there and called him.

——A Shen

He sneered, indifferent and mocking, tilted his head and lit a cigarette, and went upstairs with it in his mouth.
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When Shen Jing went to the body shaping company, Xing Fei insisted on going with her, chatting all the way.

"I have to come. I'm afraid you will be taken advantage of by them. Have you read the contract clearly? Don't show too much. If you post it on the subway or on a certain CD screen in the future, you have to give us a good reputation."

"Are you out of money? Back then, you gave the other party a bad face, and you didn't shoot or shoot. Here we go again."

Let's be realistic, can 10,000+ be called rich? Her previous standard of living was almost enough to take care of her grandmother, but now she has to go into debt.

I don't remember how long I haven't seen Feng Jian.

Her household registration is still with Feng Jian, so 50 yuan can be used to cut it off.

Yes, her surname is Shen.

Her father died when she was 10 years old, and her mother took her to marry her old friend Feng Jian. Feng Jian liked to gamble, and her mother couldn't stand taking sleeping pills.

Arriving at the shooting location that Party A's father had arranged for, Xing Fei saw the clothes prepared by the other party and almost wanted to throw them away.

"It's clearly stated in the contract that you don't want to touch the edges. What's the difference between your clothes here and your buttocks?"

Tight, short, suspenders, demon.

The goblin Shen Jing put it on, causing harm to all directions.

Party A's father: "Little girl, the clothes are too short. We are within the reasonable scope of publicity, and we will add another 10 yuan, so we don't need to take pictures of your face."

Shen Jing refused, "According to the price and clothing regulations in the contract."

Party A's father stretched out two fingers: "Add another 20."

This girl is an amateur, and the price of 50 million is negotiable. It can cost tens of millions to invite celebrities, and even celebrities may not be tall enough for her.

If you don't draw traffic, what you draw is reality.

Party A is really reluctant to let this fish run away, and can add a little more money.

Just an amateur, too much is too much.

Xing Fei threw away her clothes, "A little bit of ambition, Shen Jing, ask your parking lot lover for hundreds of thousands if it's okay."

Parking lot lover.

Shen Jing.

Of course, you can’t take pictures of wearing these clothes, and if you have something to do, you can go to the contract dispute case.

As soon as Shen Jing mentioned the contract dispute case.

Party A's father is being honest, this girl's figure is not bad enough, and she can grind her bottom line in the future.

Shooting for three days, all kinds of small western-style buildings, seaside beaches, and hotels.

Shen Jing treats Xing Fei to a meal.

Xing Fei is not polite, the food here tends to be a bit more expensive.

Usually, she and Xing Fei are not particularly close. Xing Fei loves to cling to her and listen to her gossip.

Halfway through eating, Xing Fei seemed to have discovered something, staring at the figure beside the row of green bamboos outside.

Xing Fei came over and touched the back of her hand, "Wow."

Shen Jing looked out along the line of sight.

"What the hell."

Through the glass window, Chen Yao was typing on the computer on the chair under the tree, alone.

Xing Fei: "Chen Yao, this person's family background was picked up on the Internet, and he was said to be of poor character, but to be able to meet him, this city is not small."

Shen Jing issued a card: "Good guy."

Xing Fei looked at her: "You are so handsome, do you give out good person cards?"

"It's obviously good, but you can't believe all the posts picked up on the Internet." Shen Jing said.

Waited a long time when ordering.

"Wait a moment, ma'am." The waiter flicked his tablet, "Well, our boss told me that you are free of charge for this table."

Shen Jing was curious: "Win the lottery?"

The other party smiled and said, "Our restaurant has never won this event, and our boss invited it."

As he spoke, he gestured to the outside with standard gestures.

Shen Jing and Xing Fei looked out in unison.

Chen Yao curled his lips here, resting his head on one hand, looking like a ruffian.

Shen Jing felt that one of the online posts was quite credible.

——Chen Yao, generous
As soon as the meal was waived, Shen Jing found out Chen Yao's WeChat, transferred the money, and he returned it in seconds.

Had to go out and say hello in person.

"Full?" Chen Yao signaled Shen Jing and the others to sit down, "Go play."

Shen Jing, "I have something to do later, don't play."

"What are you playing?" Xing Fei added.

"It's been a long night, can you sleep at night?" Chen Yao said.

Before he closed the computer, Shen Jing inadvertently glanced at the plate index from the corner of her eye, and the red went up the mountain.

Make money, find the land crazy.

Chen Yao asked her, "Are you short of money?"

Shen Jing asked Chen Yao why she knew.

When Chen Yao saw Shen Jing when he entered the restaurant, he wanted to go over to say hello. The two little girls were inconvenient to eavesdrop.

Xing Fei was about to refute what that little money was, but fortunately Shen Jing grabbed the hem of her clothes.

Chatting and chatting, the two left with Chen Yao.

(End of this chapter)