Slag Gong Revenge Plan [Rebirth]

Chapter 68

"I want you to accompany me back to England to worship Shen Fei."

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What Cen Jin said was extraordinarily straightforward, he put his hands on the desk in front of Shen Zhuo, half-bowed, but his eyes were very determined.

He grinned, and said in a strange way: "Shen Zhuo, don't you want to see your father?"

The document in front of Shen Zhuo was just reported by the planning department, about Xu Yi's development plan for the next six months, as the most popular singer of "Ding Cheng", Xu Yi's plan has never been one, Shen Zhuo will be in front of several After flipping through it roughly, I finally left the bottom one.

He raised his eyebrows to look at Cen Jin, and said slowly: "I can go back to England with you, but are you sure Shen Fei would want to see me?"

Shen Zhuo closed the last folder in front of him, leaned himself on the back of the large office chair, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it, and said very gently: "Shen Fei was very dissatisfied with the whole family when he was at my house, The beatings were routine and he ended up abandoning me and my mother 17 years ago."

Shen Zhuo slowly sipped the smoky explosive beads on his lips, and said in a leisurely voice: "Cen Jin, let's not say whether I hate him or not. Are you sure he finally died in the ground, and wants to see me to see him?"

Cen Jin stared at Shen Zhuo stubbornly, veins appeared in both hands clasped on the desk, and at last he said with hatred: "Don't provoke me!"

"I never use aggressive tactics. Just leave the choice to you."

Shen Zhuo shook his head with a smile, stood up and glanced at Cen Jin, then walked around him, walked towards the conference hall, and said softly as he walked, "Just tell me the result after you think about it, But, you have to bite the matter of Xu Yi to death."

"Ding Cheng" has not changed its office location since its establishment, and there is only one multi-functional hall that is most suitable for the development of conferences. When Shen Zhuo got down the elevator, it happened to arrive at the previously agreed time, and it was not bad for a minute more or less.

Obviously it was almost time to get off work, but in addition to the reporters who were directly on the scene just now, there were also many more recent reporters who rushed over.

The multi-functional hall was not big in the first place, and the inner and outer three floors were surrounded by watertight. It took Shen Zhuo a long time to walk through the crowd when he entered.

Although Su Jingcheng is the chairman of "Dingcheng" in name, the chairman is still lying in the hospital. "Dingcheng" has no vice president, which means that "Dingcheng" is now completely decided by Shen Zhuo.

There were only three tables and chairs arranged on the press platform, Xu Yi sat on the rightmost one, and not long after Shen Zhuo sat down, Cen Jin who followed him also walked over with a cold face.

After the three of them sat down, there was a short moment of silence in the noisy crowd, and then the camera focused on the three of them on the stage.

There were so many people that it seemed messy, and the questions were still not new. Except for the sensitive question asked by the reporter who was kicked out by Shen Zhuo just now, the 10 minutes provided other reporters with some new ideas.

"Could Mr. Shen explain why Xu Yi and Cen Jin fought?"

"May I ask if Xu Yi has been playing big names since he became popular?"

"Do you have any plans for the future direction of 'Ding Cheng'?"

"Is there a direct relationship between Su Dong's admission to the hospital and the disintegration of the Su family? Is there a special chain of interests behind it?"

"Mr. Shen, hello, may I ask Su Dong to hand over the 'Dingcheng' to you so reassuringly, is it because of the close relationship between the two of you?"

Shen Zhuo was a little dizzy from the light from the camera in front of him. He stood up, barely stretched out his hand to signal Aimee, who was standing outside the crowd, to adjust the lights in the multi-function hall, and then sat back again, casting his gaze on the person in front of him. on the reporters.

"Since I have launched a press conference, I will definitely make it clear. Don't worry, be careful where you step."

"First of all, it's about Mr. Su." Shen Zhuo smiled politely at everyone in front of him, "Everyone should be very clear that I am a professional manager who works for my employer. It is my job to develop 'Dingcheng' , this has nothing to do with my personal relationship with Chairman Su."

"I'm very sorry about Dong Su's admission to the hospital. As for whether there is a special chain of interests behind it, I don't know. I believe you should also know that I am only in charge of the 'Ding Cheng' and have no connection with the Su family. Therefore, regarding the disintegration of the Su family Sorry, I can't give you any reply."

The expression on Shen Zhuo's face was very decent, he didn't even appear to be in a hurry when he spoke, he typed back all the questions without any flaws.

After all, the reporter did not find evidence that Shen Zhuo had any other relationship with Su Jingcheng, and "Ding Cheng" never participated in any of Su's activities.After searching to no avail, after a conversation of evading each other, all the topics could only return to Xu Yi and Cen Jin.

Xu Yi and Cen Jin fought with each other in the reception room of "Ding Cheng", which is also a very eye-catching title.

And it was actually photographed, with irrefutable evidence.

"Since Mr. Shen said so, then why did Xu Yi and Cen Jin fight so hard?"

"Is it because the 'Ding Cheng' hid Cen Jin in the snow, causing the relationship between the two to be discordant?"

"Is it true that Xu Yi is playing big cards?"

The focus of attention is always a lot of suspicion on the well-known person. Naturally, the reporters who were on the scene and the reporters who came later would not be willing to go back without any results. After constantly asking new questions, the reporters As if forgetting Shen Zhuo's sudden change of color just now, the direction of the question slowly moved towards a more offensive topic again.

"Is there any special reason for Xu Yi's explosion?"

"May I ask if Cen Jin was beaten because he discovered Xu Yi's abnormal relationship with you?"

"There are rumors that the reason why Xu Yi never finds a girlfriend is because he is actually gay? Is that true?"

Xu Yi was young after all, too impatient to hold his breath, he clenched his hands under the table more and more tightly, and even his face became more and more ugly, his eyes fixed on the reporters, as if wishing to Eat those reporters into their stomachs.

I endured and endured, but the reporters in front of me didn't have the slightest intention to stop, and they spoke more and more fiercely.

Everyone pushed against the wall, and the words of criticism kept hitting Xu Yi's eardrums, making him almost unable to hold his breath.

Just when Xu Yi finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to stand up and take the microphone to question the reporter loudly, the moment before he stood up——

A cool hand reached out from the side without a trace, and held him down.

Because the reporter was right in front of him, Xu Yi didn't dare to look down.

But that hand was all too familiar.

Even though the Qiuhu outside still hadn't retreated, the temperature of this hand was still not high, and it gently stretched out from under the table, and then pressed it on his left hand.

This hand once hugged him when the two of them were most intimate, and also grabbed the bed sheet. Later, he couldn't hold on to the bed sheet that he tossed and pushed him feebly, making him stop quickly.

The shape of the hand is very beautiful, the fingers are slender, and the nails are full and round, making him feel comfortable and appropriate just like the owner of the hand.

Xu Yi didn't dare to lower his head, so he took a sneak peek at Shen Zhuo from the corner of his eye.

The man still had a smile on his face, looking at the fiercely spoken reporter in front of him, he seemed not to be attacked by those words at all, gentle and calm.

But the hand under the table pressed him firmly.

--do not move.

Xu Yi understood the meaning Shen Zhuo conveyed to him almost instantly.

The reporters finally stopped consciously after realizing that Shen Zhuo hadn't replied for a long time, and Shen Zhuo took advantage of this gap to wave his hands, and then smiled: "Anyway, I said you wouldn't believe it, but Xu Yi said you wouldn't believe it." I won't believe it."

After pausing for a moment, Shen Zhuo leisurely reached out to help the fake flower vase on the release platform, and then said, "Then let Cen Jin talk about it, isn't the reason why you focus on fighting? Then Cen Jin , you tell them the reason for the fight."

Then Shen Zhuo turned the microphone in another direction, narrowed his eyes and glanced at Cen Jin, then turned back.

Cen Jin has been sitting on his seat since the start of the press conference, wondering what he was thinking, but the reporter's focus is not on him, so it doesn't seem so obvious.

But now that the camera is all cut, Cen Jin was dazzled by the bright camera lens, and he was already in a bad mood, so his face sank and he said unceremoniously: "Can you turn off the flash? The flash is still turned on indoors, you Will you take pictures?"

The reporters were questioned by Cen Jin about their professionalism before they could interview the content. Naturally, they felt uncomfortable, so they couldn't discuss it easily and said, "Is it because of internal interests that you fought with Xu Yi? Or because of Xu Yi's fight?" How about playing big cards?"

Cen Jin seemed to be slightly taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes turned around the crowd of reporters.

Looking at Shen Zhuo from the corner of the eye, Cen Jin lowered his eyes, and when he raised his head again, there was a strange smile on his face.

He propped his chin on one arm, glanced at the reporters in the audience, and asked with a smile: "Do you particularly want me to answer that the reason why I fought with Xu Yi was because of the uneven internal distribution of resources? Not good, or do you really want me to say that Xu Yi is playing big cards?"

Cen Jin's answer was different from anyone in the entertainment industry.

In other words, his answer was completely not what a person who has been in the entertainment circle should have.

Cen Jin's way of speaking is willful and perverse, with a particularly obvious personal style and characteristics, and he does not play cards according to logic at all.

Psychopaths and normal people cannot communicate.

Cen Jin still had that half-smile smile on his face. He turned the microphone around and took it off the stand.

Then he stood up and pointed the microphone directly at a reporter in the audience. With a smile on his face, he asked the reporter as if he was very curious: "I'll interview you too, do you really want me to be like what I just said?" answer like that?"

Cen Jin's expression and his unreasonable way of playing cards looked particularly scary. The reporter took a step back, wiped the sweat off his face and said, "No, of course not. We're just trying to restore the truth!"

"It's like this..."

Cen Jin nodded as if he understood, then sat back in his seat, looked at the reporters in the audience with some distress, supported his head and said, "That may not be what you imagined. I promise The fight was not for profit, and he didn't play big cards, because he never hit me, look at the wound on his face."

The reporters who were tormented by Cen Jin really compared the faces of Xu Yi and Cen Jin.

reporter:"……"

"We want to know the specific reason for the fight between you and Xu Yi?" - We don't care who wins the fight, we are not high school students!

"May I ask if the relationship between Xu Yi and you has always been very bad? Why?"

Cen Jin lowered the hand supporting his head, just in time to see Xu Yi through the gap of Shen Zhuo, he glanced twice and then retracted his gaze, condescendingly glanced at the reporters in the audience, and said casually: " It's not bad."

Because this time it was a big news, the reporters sent by the station were generally old-timers, and they had never seen Cen Jin's snake spirit in such a long time in the entertainment industry.

He doesn't seem to care about fame, hype, or how he is discussed.

On the contrary, the senior journalists lost their direction to the point of entry to the question in Cen Jin's illogical and unstructured answers.

"If it's not bad, why did you and Xu Yi fight?"

After a while, the reporter in the audience asked the next question.

Cen Jin was originally a very impatient person, he was chased and asked for a long time and finally got annoyed by the question.

Turning the microphone around in his hand, Cen Jin put the microphone back on the stand with a heavy slap, looked at the reporter in the audience and said, "Are you my head teacher? Why did classmate A and classmate B fight?"

"Okay, Xu and I watched the football game. He said Portugal won, and I said Argentina won. We couldn't agree and we had a fight." Cen Jin raised his legs and pointed to the reporter under the stage, with a smirk. He smiled and said, "If you tell me that Portugal won, I will beat you up."

"My nationality is not here, and I don't understand your national conditions here." Cen Jin raised his chin and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't it normal for men to fight with men? I haven't even seen blood. Do I need to report this to the police? "

In short, in Cen Jin's enigmatic answer, the scene was once very embarrassing.

The press conference was held for an hour. After the reporters spent half an hour on Cen Jin but didn't ask anything, all the attention finally returned to Shen Zhuo again.

But Shen Zhuo didn't have time for the reporters to ask any more questions. He stretched out his right hand and pressed down, signaling for the audience to be quiet, and then said very gently: "Everyone knows that Xu Yi is only 19 years old, and he just came of age. Impulsive. And Cen Jin is not very old, and he is still a crazy fan. The two were chatting in the living room, but later they talked about the game, and the young man made a move."

"But of course, fighting is wrong. 'Dingcheng' will not support the fighting behavior of the company's artists."

The smile on Shen Zhuo's face was very gentle, without any hostility, he put his hands on the table, his back was straight, and he looked very good in a suit, "So from today onwards, I will send Xu Yi to England study for half a year."

"The learning content includes music theory, culture, and of course etiquette."

Shen Zhuo turned around and glanced at Xu Yi, clearly seeing the shock and disbelief in his eyes.

Then Shen Zhuo turned around, stood up, and bowed to all the reporters, "Thank you very much for coming today, and there is one more thing that was announced recently, but now that everyone is here, let's talk about it together. "

"Here, I will resign as the general manager of 'Ding Cheng' and hand over the jurisdiction of 'Ding Cheng' to Mr. Su Jingcheng."

Shen Zhuo smiled very politely at the reporters, "That is to say, thank you for your attention recently, I will resign from today."

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The general manager's office is located on the top floor of the "Dingcheng" office building, about [-] square meters. It looks very luxurious, which is Su Jingcheng's usual handwriting.

When it was first built, an exclusive office for the CEO was actually set up next to the general manager's office, not far from Shen Zhuo's office.It's just that Su Jingcheng never sits in the "Dingcheng", that office has been vacant all the time, and then Shen Zhuo simply changed it and built a small meeting room in it.

When Shen Zhuo just returned to the office, he received a message from Cen Jin on his mobile phone. The content was very simple, only the dates and numbers of the two air tickets, and he added a very generous sentence: "Your little lover's air ticket I also reimbursed."

Neurotic style as always.

Shen Zhuo more or less guessed that Cen Jin's thoughts would not change, his mentality towards Shen Fei had become distorted, and he made up his mind that even if Shen Fei died, he should still see him.

Just see it once you see it, there is no big problem.

The desk is placed on the side close to the inner wall, and behind it is a row of mahogany bookcases. Shen Zhuo is leaning on the back of the chair and smoking while thinking about what things to bring here to the new office. was pushed away from the outside.

Shen Zhuo didn't close the door when he came in, and he didn't close it on purpose, so he wasn't surprised to see people coming in.

He stubbed out his half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray, then smiled at Aimee who was following behind Xu Yi and said, "Go out and pack your things first, we're moving tomorrow, remember to take everything you have to take away with you." .”

"Okay...I see."

Aimee glanced quietly at Shen Zhuo who was sitting behind the desk, and then at Xu Yi who was standing next to her, feeling that the air pressure in the office was surprisingly low.

She touched her nose and was about to sneak out when Xu Yi added another sentence.

"You don't have to worry about the stuff in Brother Zhuo's office, I'll just clean it up for him." Xu Yi turned to look at Aimee, with a smile on his face, but the smile didn't seep into his eyes at all.

Aimee glanced at Shen Zhuo, Shen Zhuo neither approved nor opposed, so Aimee nodded directly, closed the door and went out.

Only Xu Yi and Shen Zhuo were left in the huge office.

The atmosphere between the two has never been so solidified as it is today.

In Xu Yi's impression, the relationship between the two has always been soft and intimate, until today Xu Yi found out that if Shen Zhuo hadn't deliberately let him go, then the two of them might never have been so close.

The anger that was originally full of him didn't know how to vent it in an instant, Xu Yi took two steps forward, but didn't hug Shen Zhuo, and looked at the person behind the desk blankly with helpless eyes: "Brother Zhuo... "

Shen Zhuo didn't answer him immediately like before.

The expression on Xu Yi's face became even more disturbed. His anger seemed to be tightly screwed, and he could not let it out. Besides anger, it was more of a kind of grievance and sadness.

He finally took a few steps forward, came in front of Shen Zhuo, and then stretched out his arms to hug Shen Zhuo.

"Brother Zhuo, are you angry with me?"

Xu Yi pressed his face to Shen Zhuo's chest as they used to do in the past, listening to Shen Zhuo's steady and clear heartbeat, said cautiously and frustrated, "Shen Zhuo, I don't want to go to England..."

The voice was very small, but the distance between the two of them was so close that the pleading was very clear.

Shen Zhuo still didn't speak, Xu Yi didn't know what to say, he rubbed against Shen Zhuo's chest, as if he wanted to grab the last piece of driftwood to save his life.

I don't know how long the time has passed, or maybe it hasn't been that long, but the time has been artificially prolonged in the extremely quiet environment.

In the end, Shen Zhuo sighed, he shook his head, and said slowly: "I will send you to England, and stay with you there for a while, and I will come back after you get used to the study life there."

"I said I'm not going to England! I'm not going to England!"

The anger that Xu Yi had held back for a long time was finally aroused by Shen Zhuo's steady tone. He got up from Shen Zhuo's embrace, stood up and stared fiercely at Shen Zhuo, and said loudly, "I don't want to leave here!"

"What's the use of you staying here?"

Shen Zhuo readjusted the chair under him, his voice was still very calm, he glanced at Xu Yi, and said slowly, "Fighting with others, being caught by a reporter, and then wanting to hit a reporter? Xu Yi , I can’t teach you, I can only let others teach you.”

Xu Yi's unspoken words were blocked between his lips and tongue.

He opened his mouth, walked back to Shen Zhuo's side in a panic, leaned against Shen Zhuo's knee and said, "I won't be disobedient, Brother Zhuo, don't drive me away! Don't drive me away, okay?" , I will always listen to you from now on, you—”

"not good."

Shen Zhuo's eyes were also a little dazed, but he didn't hesitate in his movements. He lowered his head and rubbed Xu Yi's still fluffy head: "Xu Yi, I can't teach you well. I indulge and let you go, every one is a fatal injury. "

"So...you want to break up with me, don't you?" Xu Yi was buried between Shen Zhuo's knees, and he didn't raise his head for a long time. After a long time, he seemed to choke out a sentence from his throat.

His singing voice was very hoarse at this time, but he asked very stubbornly, and asked again, "Brother Zhuo, you want to break up with me, don't you?"

When he uttered the last word, Xu Yi finally raised his head to look at Shen Zhuo. It was still the same handsome face with big almond eyes, but at the moment the fundus of his eyes was red.

Xu Yi cried.

The 19-year-old boy was crying silently in front of Shen Zhuo, with big tears rolling down from his eyes, like a dumb tragedy.

No matter how cruel Shen Zhuo was, he couldn't be completely cruel to Xu Yi.

He paused in place for a moment, and finally took the tissue from the side.

"If you come back from England and still think we are suitable..." Shen Zhuo closed his eyes, "Xu Yi, let's talk about it when you come back."

The author has something to say: Su Zhaza: Where is the promised appearance?Fuck, my wife is about to run away and you still don't let me play! ! ! ! ? ? ? ?

Author Bacteria: I will let you appear at the beginning of the next chapter. .

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Thank you for the cool landmine with thick eyebrows~

Thanks for the water.Cool grenade~

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