"What's the Hong Kong government's attitude toward "Bruce Lee"? Hasn't it relented yet?"

He Zhou urged, "If it doesn't work, you can give me some tea money, don't be too stingy!"

As for whether stuffing money will cause loss of face? No!

Xiangjiang is a very humane society, at least for now, so it is not surprising that many people are polite.

Even the boss of a certain company once said that he went to Guangdong Province to do business and had to pay for tea when dealing with almost every department, not to mention that he was far from that level.

"Well, there should be no problem. The ban will be lifted in a few days and the rectification and acceptance will be announced as qualified." Huang Sheng said hurriedly.

The two chatted for a while, and He Zhou arranged for the other party to do things, while he was thinking about how to make "Kowloon Comics" a hit.

Although he values ​​"Bruce Lee", he knows that Hong Kong comic fans are too familiar with this comic. With the current social atmosphere in Hong Kong, even if "Bruce Lee" is republished

Parents of children will still resist.

Therefore, he had to choose another work that could withstand the banner.

Almost subconsciously, he thought of the "Zhiyin. Manke" in his previous life. With the four rules of "Sharp Fantasy and Menglan", he achieved the position of "China's No. 1 Comics" in just a few years. "Youth has dreams, youth has love" is widely known by Chinese comic lovers.

Of course, with the development of the times, "Zhi 443 Yin. Man Ke" has gradually become dim, but everyone knows that the fault is not "Zhi Yin. Man Ke", but the overall physical book market is shrinking sharply.

"The magic is bright..." He Zhou murmured.

The night gradually fell.

He Zhou returned to his villa in Repulse Bay by car, casually threw the remaining half pack of cigarettes to the driver, patted him on the shoulder, immediately threw his suit jacket over his shoulder, put his right hand in his pocket and walked on the cobblestone road. On the trail.

"Fu Bo~"

He Zhou nodded slightly to the old man watching the night, and then walked into the hall without looking back.

Not long after, the servant brought the carefully prepared dinner to the table, with a bottle of fine red wine beside it.

I commute to get off work alone, eat alone, then lie down on the soft sofa to take a nap, watch TV occasionally, and take a bath when I feel sleepy.

However, before deciding to take a bath today, he hesitated and made a call.

About two-quarters of an hour later, maybe more, Uncle Fu's thick voice sounded, "Miss Liu, are you here?"

The person who came was none other than Liu Yiyi. Even though the time was a bit rushed and (bgef) arrived in a bit of a hurry, she still put on a light make-up, and she seemed to be serious, but also had a touch of charm.

Liu Yiyi hummed softly, looked around, raised her eyelids and looked at the old man in front of her, "Where's the boss?"

Fu Bo hesitated for a moment and said: "I was taking a bath just now, but now I'm probably in the bedroom..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Yiyi drifted away like a gust of fragrant wind, leaving behind her graceful back and the crisp sound of high heels touching the marble floor.

Liu Yiyi walked to the end of the corridor and was about to knock on the door when she happened to see He Zhou walking out from the other end.

He had a loose bath towel tied around his waist, and there were drops of water dripping from his forehead, along the bridge of his nose, pausing for a moment at the tip of his nose, and finally, with a more swift attitude, he smashed Landing on his collarbone.

Immediately afterwards, the water droplets followed his chest and lower abdomen, and finally disappeared into the loose bath towel around his waist.

Liu Yiyi was obviously startled for a moment, with distracting thoughts in her mind. The red cloud slowly covered her cheeks and neck, which looked even scarlet under the light.

He Zhou didn't say anything, he just stepped on his slippers, completely ignoring the string of water-stained shoe prints left behind. He took the first step, opened the door with a click, and said calmly: Go in and talk!"

"Uh, okay." Liu Yiyi lowered her head slightly, and when she raised her eyes to meet He Zhou's playful eyes, all the bold thoughts she had just now completely disappeared in an instant.

She didn't ask stupid questions like why she got a call in the middle of the night.

On the contrary, she felt that He Zhou today seemed to have a different kind of allure than the He Zhou she had spent time with before.

Probably, it is similar to the moment when you are used to seeing the majestic side of a lion, but at a certain moment, you find that he is also as tender as water.

Could it be that the scumbag and the infatuated man are really twin brothers?

"What would you like to drink?" He Zhou opened the wine cabinet in his bedroom, revealing all kinds of famous wines, including foreign wines and white wines, and motioned for the other party to help himself.

He is not a heavy drinker, but he occasionally drinks a little when the mood strikes.

Then, he slowly untied the bath towel around his waist, picked up a bathrobe and put it on his body.

Even with the straps on, the bathrobe still looked a little baggy.

Liu Yiyi's eyes stayed on him almost the whole time, not to mention the faint outline. That lazy scene almost occupied her entire brain.

She found a wicker chair and sat down almost numbly, twisting the handle of her handbag nervously with her hands, feeling inexplicably panicked.

wipe!

He Zhou also pulled up a wicker chair and sat down, then lit a cigarette and started puffing away. His handsome face had an inexplicable sense of dreaminess.

He didn't say anything, he just raised his chin, and Liu Yiyi completely understood.

Her red lips parted slightly, and she slowly lowered her head. What she saw was He Zhou's smooth chin, and the changing expressions that flashed across his handsome face like a movie.

Finally, He Zhou put out the cigarette butt that was burning to the filter, and stood up slowly, "It's late at night, you should go back first!"

His voice was very calm, but Liu Yiyi felt cold to it. She watched almost the whole time how he changed from a confused expression to the as cold as ever the moment he opened his eyes.

This is a very clear eviction order!

She subconsciously pulled a few pieces of paper from the table, wiped her faded lipstick, and wanted to say something. In the end, she was defeated by the cold eyes of the other party.

After a while, Liu Yiyi left in despair.

Uncle Fu happened to walk in from outside and couldn't help but said: "Boss, Miss Liu is actually a very nice person..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that his identity was quite good.

"Private and public matters cannot be confused!"

He Zhou waved his hand, then sat down on the sofa, pretending to be watching TVB news seriously.

When Uncle Fu heard this, he sighed and had to retreat. .

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