Pampered to Heaven by RIch Husband

No one else. It was Zhou Huiwen, who had only seen her in the afternoon, with drooping eyebrows and innocent eyes. She looked steamy, and her face was even more beautiful than a woman.

"wait."

Cheng Youran stopped him.

"Miss Sister, are you asking me?" The young man turned his head back with a hint of expectation. He looked at Cheng Youran's incredibly beautiful face and suddenly blushed.

Cheng Youran was looking at it carefully. The young man looked at Cheng Youran hesitated and said cautiously, "I'm cheap, not expensive."

"no no."

Cheng Youran waved his hand.

The young man looked at her, the water vapor in his eyes thickened, he pursed his lips, and made up his mind: "It's okay if you don't charge money."

Cheng Youran:...

"Come and chat with me." Cheng Youran sat down and pointed to the seat next to her.

The young man immediately smiled and his eyes crooked, like a large dog, stroking and wagging its tail quietly, walked to her and sat down.

Feng Tiantian looked at the two talking and laughing with a dazed expression, and then her heart was ashamed. She didn't have a headache at all now that her father knew that she had come to the Cowherd's shop.

What her headache should be is that Lu Zixiao knew that she had brought Cheng Youran to the Cowherd's shop, and that she was reluctant to think about it, and that her life was still there.

Feng Tiantian touched her neck and quickly squeezed between the two of them to sit down. Her back was straight, wishing that she was two meters high to cover the sight of the two of them.

"What's your name?"

Not knowing where Feng Tiantian came out, Cheng Youran could only raise her volume a little and asked. She wondered if it was not like chatting in person, but like another Feng Tiantian was on the phone.

"Xie Jinzhou."

The young man has a good voice, his voice is between that of a boy and a man, his voice is clear and gorgeous, and he speaks with a three-point smile.

"Good name."

Cheng Youran exaggerated: "Did your parents take it, or did you change it yourself when you were an adult?"

"I definitely changed it myself."

Feng Tiantian raised his chin and looked at Xie Jinzhou. He even had a mole at the end of his eye. It didn't matter if he looked better than her, and even his name was better than her.

It must be changed.

"The dean took it for me."

The young man said frankly: "The dean of the orphanage, he has read a lot of books and is a very educated person."

Feng Tiantian was surprised at first, and then thought that the five million donated in the afternoon might be spent on such a person. She regretted it a little.

In Donghai City, even if he can make thousands of yuan a month for express delivery and food delivery, he does not do it. Instead, he comes here to exchange money with his body. Feng Tiantian doesn't like such a person.

Rich second generations like them are still working hard. Xie Jinzhou was born in an orphanage. She really didn't know what qualifications he had for not working hard.

Cheng Youran was lost in thought.

The atmosphere in the box instantly became stiff, and the young man's shoulders trembled very lightly. He was ready when he came to Donghai City, ready for others' sympathy, contempt, or disgust.

"How long have you been working here?"

Cheng Youran didn't ask him why he wants to work here. In the final analysis, it is because of money. Whoever is rich is willing to work here.

—Is it because he is dirty?

Xie Jinzhou suddenly stood up and walked towards Cheng Youran, his beautiful and somewhat weird face with a hint of aura, he half-kneeled in front of Cheng Youran with a stubborn look in his eyes: "I went to work the first day today. I'm not dirty yet."

Cheng Youran realized that his eyes didn't look like Zhou Huiwen.

Zhou Huiwen's eyes are full of affection at all times, and when the young man in front of him is not smiling, there is a bitter momentum in his eyes that does not belong to his age.

"Don't think about it, wait for me to make a call."

At this time, Cheng Youran finally remembered Fang Liuyun who was waiting in the car, and she quickly called Fang Liuyun.

After ten minutes, Fang Liuyun stepped on high heels and knocked on the door of the box, and walked in: "Are you going to leave?"

"No, look at this man."

Cheng Youran took a sip of Coca-Cola.

Fang Liuyun's memory is very abnormal, it can be said that she never forgets. She looked at Xie Jinzhou's face and said in surprise: "Looks like Zhou Huiwen."

It's more than like, it's exactly the same.

Cheng Youran mentioned Zhou Huiwen's matter to Fang Liuyun in a low voice, but her voice was so small that Feng Tiantian, who was listening to the side, was scratching her heart.

...

Late at night, Lu's Building

"Mr. Lu deserves to be Mr. Lu. The light in the president's room is still on. I can't do it anymore. I am afraid that something will go wrong if I don't go back to sleep at the meeting tomorrow."

"I really admire Mr. Lu. I sleep in the office for 7 out of 10 days. People in their early thirties don't even have a child."

…

A few people clocked in to get off work, just when Gao Qiao came down from the elevator with a stack of documents, they quickly stopped talking: "Hello, Secretary Gao."

"Everyone has worked hard."

Gao Qiao smiled at them, and then walked towards the president's office. Sure enough, the light was still on. Mr. Lu was always so devoted to his work, and Gao Qiao knocked on the office door.

"Come in-"

Lu Zixiao faced the computer, placing his well-knotted hand on the mouse. He frowned slightly, not in a good mood.

"Mr. Lu, did the green city bid fail?"

Gao Qiao sighed. The Li group started in the north, and naturally has a relationship with the capital. Throughout the ages, politics and business have been independent.

In some things, it's not that you can't compete, but the people above let you not compete.

Lu Zixiao shook his head, his tone a little serious: "No."

"Could it be that something went wrong with the Da Yue Bay project?"

Gao Qiao's heart jumped. The investment in the Da Yue Bay project was huge, and 30% of Lu's funds were invested in this project. If there is a problem with the Da Yue Bay, the annual profit will be directly dragged down.

Shouldn't he? As Lu Zixiao's first secret, he didn't hear any wind.

Lu Zixiao raised his eyebrows slightly, his thin lips lightly opened, and his tone was a little unbelievable: "No, can you believe it? Cheng Youran doesn't even have a qualified support club?"

Wait... he heard that right, the support club?

Lu Zixiao turned his laptop lightly towards him, only to realize how naive he was before he came.

work hard? nonexistent.

Gao Qiao looked at the opened dozens of browser pages, "Cheng Youran's first variety show since his comeback", "A little bit of money, Cheng Youran", "Did Cheng Youran have a plastic surgery"... all related to Cheng Youran.

The q|q in the lower right corner has also been beating, and he glanced slightly.

—Cheng Youran National Support Group.

Lu Zixiao lifted his chin tacitly, and Gao Qiao subconsciously said yes and flipped through the chat logs.

"Lu Zixiao has joined Cheng Youran National Support Association"

【President】Welcome the newcomer (applause and applaud)

[How much is half a catty of rock candy] Brother, your name is a bit pretty

[Lu Zixiao] The support club needs to be reformed and rectified. With rough and lazy management like yours, letting black material spread, do you think there is a future? I don’t think so, let me briefly talk about some management requirements...

What are the management requirements? Gao Qiao counted slightly, Lu Zixiao said a total of 27 points, still not enough...

【Lord】……

[Tian Tian] Say it weakly, I think the group is pretty good, there is no need to be so serious @陆子枭

[You Ran Lifetime Push] It’s the one who smashed the venue, the group owner just kicked it

"You have been kicked out of Cheng Youran National Support Group"

"Do you think it's incredible, if the Lu family were as loose and undisciplined as them, it would be over 800 years ago."

Lu Zixiao had an angry look on his face.

Gao Qiaoqiang held back his smile, carefully considering his words: "I've been here for so many years..."

"Other clubs are not like this."

Lu Zixiao only discovered today. They not only have professional sisters, control and evaluation teams, and undercover opponents, but they are also especially good at boasting.

And what about Cheng Youran's support club?

[Candied haws] Grass, some people say that my sister has undergone a plastic surgery. It is clearly today that she looks like a fairy, and her face is full of hyaluronic acid.

[Marshmallow] Stop arguing. They are just jealous. Buddhism is Buddhism. What are you going to eat for lunch today?

[Group Owner] Braised Pork, Cold Eggplant, Kung Pao Chicken

"My wife just came back, there is no need to compare with others."

Gao Qiao cautiously persuaded.

"If others have it, Cheng Youran has to have it too."

Lu Zixiao lowered his eyes and said, with the light behind his back, a shadow fell on his face.

Gao Qiao: ...I was stuffed with a big bowl of dog food again

At this moment, Gao Qiao's phone rang, and he subconsciously answered the phone: "Sister Liuyun?"

This was the first time Fang Liuyun called him. He clenched his fist to his mouth and coughed, hiding his smile, and forgot to go out to listen to the phone.

But the next second his smile solidified on his face...

"What? My wife is in the Niulang shop and didn't bring any money?!" His volume was inevitably louder because of shock, "Let me not disturb Mr. Lu?!"

His throat was dry, and he couldn't help looking at Lu Zixiao who was sitting at the desk.

The man stood up slowly, unfastened the sleeves on his wrist, and pulled it to his forearm. His tone was cold to the point of danger: "Which store?"