self-control scale

In the blink of an eye, it's the end of the new year again. Li Liang accidentally won the best male singer and album of the year again this year. They are so popular that Nian Chao Yun's company is naturally making a lot of money.

This year, when the boss is happy, he saves up a game, and invites the brothers to have a good meal and connect with each other.

Luo Zijun received a call thinking about calling Zhuang Shihuai and Lin Xiaoyuan together.

A while ago, Father Lin used eighteen martial arts on Zhuang Shihuai because he wanted to do business in the film and television city. Gifts, money, gold bars, and beauties were all returned. In the end, Zhuang Shihuai was annoyed by him. Just blocked him, and the progress of this project has been delayed. For some reason, the management has not found a suitable candidate until now. If it is not settled, it cannot go through the subsequent bidding process.

Zhuang Shihuai was very annoyed. The government had to sell the land as soon as possible, and the front line must not be stretched too long. One reason was that this year's cultural industry policy was very good, and digital economy and cultural projects all over the country were springing up like mushrooms after rain. In fact, everyone wants to take advantage of Dongfeng to earn a vote; another reason is that he really wants to end this mess as soon as possible so that he can return to the United States.

So when Zhuang Shihuai and Luo Zijun talked about this, Teacher Luo suddenly thought of Nian Chaoyun.Speaking of the culture and entertainment industry, who is very suitable for this project, Mr. Luo really can't think of a second suitable candidate.

What's more, brothers, shouldn't they be matchmaking, have a meal together, and make money together.

So this matter was settled like this, the dinner was set at a high-end club, the boss of the year was a VIP customer, and he didn't need to swipe his card to enter the door because of his face.

The private room in the clubhouse is the one used by Nian Chaoyun. It has everything from wine cabinets to karaoke. The suite even has beds, exuding an indescribable charm.When a group of people walked in, the manager ran out wiping his sweat.

"Mr. Nian, do you have any special needs today?"

When asked, Luo Zijun, Xu Chen, Li Liang, Zhuang Shihuai, and Lin Xiaoyuan all stared at Boss Nian like searchlights, what special needs?I didn't see that Chao Yun was playing wildly when he was young.

Only Dudu and Lao Qi looked like they had nothing to do with them.

Nian Chaoyun glanced at the group of people who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, and waved: "The old rules, cushions, blankets, bathrobes, slippers, candied fruit."

Is this going to move the bedroom here?

After closing the door, everyone was stunned to see Boss Nian rolled up his sleeves, changed old Qi's slippers, took off his coat and put on a bathrobe, added two big cushions for him on the sofa, wrapped him in a blanket, and Qi Han The old monk settled into the samadhi comfortably and nestled there without moving.

The box was fully stocked with melon and fruit snacks, and candied dried fruits were spread out on ten plates. Those who didn't know it thought there was a pregnant woman hiding in the box.

Boss Nian picked out a candied golden date and brought it to Qi Han's mouth. Seeing him eating slowly, he asked him in a low voice, "Is it sweet?"

Old Qi nodded, his mouth was a little sticky, and Nian Chaoyun stretched it out to lick it.Seeing that Lin Xiaoyuan's face was red and her ears were red, her eyes couldn't help but glance at Zhuang Shihuai's face. Is the love between you adults so exciting?

Zhuang Shihuai was a little embarrassed. With a fake cough, he picked up the cup and took a sip of tea to suppress his shock. After taking a sip, his face changed suddenly.

Lin Xiaoyuan said shyly, "This is my cup, where you touched it... I just drank it"

Zhuang Shihuai's mouth twitched.

The cold wind was blowing outside the window, but the tons of dog food inside made the place warm like spring, so a group of people came to the conclusion that the boss Nian, who was powerful outside, was still a [-]% wife-controller in private, the kind that could not be cured.

"He's afraid of the cold." Boss Nian superficially explained, and everyone rolled their eyes in their hearts.

Boss Qi, who had already entered a state of hibernation on the sofa, was blushing.

The managers and waiters outside the box door were holding back the atmosphere and looking at the big Buddha.Boss Nian usually comes here, they know the way, at most they can call a professional massage therapist, and as soon as the door is closed, they will go with their old relatives to kiss me and me, no one else needs to worry about it, the relationship between the two is not a secret in their clubhouse .

But today the manager is not sure, there are so many men who come here at once, the heights are different, the ages are very different, and they look like they are close to each other. Why did the large group of acquaintances come to the club and close the door? , play flying chess?I really don't know how these rich people can play.

After stretching his neck and waiting for a long time, the service bell inside finally rang, and Nian Chao Yun's lazy voice came over: "Bring another plate of preserved kumquats."

When the waiter girl came in tremblingly, a whirlwind of cold air swept in from behind, and there were two more people at the door of the box, one was covered in pink and had long hair draped over her shoulders.The other was wearing a smoke gray overcoat, hiding behind him with a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Nian Chao Yun frowned: "It's pinched."

The long-haired man pulled out the cigarette with his backhand, gritted his teeth and said, "Smoking secretly as soon as I turned around! I've seen you before!"

This is Xu Wenyuan and Xu Zhiyuan who arrived late today.

When Zhuang Shihuai saw Xu Wenyuan, he froze for a moment: "Coincidentally."

Xu Wenyuan nodded to him and went out to smoke a cigarette.

Luo Zijun asked him, "Who is it?"

Zhuang Shihuai smiled: "Father, the gold master."

Xu Wenyuan turned in from the outside, but was stopped by his brother at the door, who stuck to him like a dog, sniffed him several times from the beginning to the end, and let him in when he could no longer smell the smoke.Xu Wenyuan was not annoyed, he let his paws touch from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, quite enjoying it, he scooped it up with a big hand, and asked him if he wanted to check the smell of cigarettes in his mouth, Xu Zhiyuan called him a rogue, and he was very hot The face ran away.

Only then did Xu Wenyuan sit down with a face full of trickery.

Zhuang Shihuai introduced that he happened to be the owner of the recent cultural industry project, and he was the father of the funder.

Only then did Luo Zijun remember that this person had several plates under his name. The first time he knew him was because this person was the boss of a foreign trade company where Li Liang once worked. The biggest card in his hand is a listed venture capital company.

But Xu Wenyuan is interesting because he is low-key and doesn't show his edge at all. In terms of appearance, he can't be ranked among the people on the scene, and he doesn't have any special skills that can make people remember. Buhuo never gets angry, just like a rough stone without edges and corners, smooth and tough.

It's just that this man's eyes always follow his younger brother. Beside the beautiful and charming Xu Zhiyuan, Xu Wenyuan is like a satellite orbiting a planet, hidden in its light and shadow for a hundred years.

Several people sat down and added another pot of tea. Zhuang Shihuai briefly talked about the project in his hand with Nian Chaoyun, and the old man asked Xu Wenyuan: "Are you investing money?"

Xu Wenyuan said: "Do you want to do it?"

"Do it! If you earn some money, of course you do it! They are all on your own."

After thinking for a while, he grabbed Xu Chen who was peeling hazelnuts and fed them to Li Liang: "How about it? The design and construction are integrated, and you got the design institute to do it for me?"

Xu Chen said, "It's no problem. You don't open bidding for such a big project?"

Luo Zijun chuckled and said, "Forget it, anyone who bid with you will lose your name."

Xu Chen shrugged, and Zhuang Shihuai filled the teacups for several people: "Then replace wine with tea. Happy New Year everyone! Happy cooperation!"

When the bone china cup was touched, it made a crisp and pleasant sound.

Li Liang also grabbed a pillow at the moment, leaned on the sofa, and was studying the demo of the new song with the squinting Boss Qi.Xu Zhiyuan was about to punch while patting the table, rolled up his sleeves and trousers, put a white and tender calf on the chair, and was dragged off by Xu Wenyuan.

Lin Xiaoyuan was also not convinced, and she was fussy: "Who is afraid of whoever is ahead, Zhuang Shihuai will drink for me if I lose!"

Zhuang Shihuai ruthlessly refused: "I drive and don't drink."

Lin Xiaoyuan chuckled, licked her tongue and then gave him a winking look: "Fuck the car, let's go directly to the room."

Zhuang Shihuai slapped him on the back of the head.

The child stuck out his tongue, obediently dragged Du Chengyi and Xu Zhiyuan to the corner to fight the landlord.

Luo Zijun walked over and took a thin blanket and put it on Du Chengyi's shoulder, rubbing his head.The child obediently rubbed against Teacher Luo's palm, and was about to drink the tea at hand when Luo Zijun snatched it and poured it over.Teacher Luo glanced at Lin Xiaoyuan: "You bought the wine?"

Lin Xiaoyuan muttered: "I didn't either... I just added some wine, didn't I add fire to you, hehehe..."

He knew that he had made a mistake, so he wanted to get a cup and serve new tea to Ducheng Yiman.Luo Zijun handed over his cup: "Drink mine."

Lin Xiaoyuan twitched her head and said, "Hey mouth to mouth."

"Lin! Xiao! Yuan!"

"Hey, Mr. Luo, I was wrong, ahhh..." The little poor boy ran away with his head in his arms.

Luo Zijun looked at Lin Xiaoyuan's headache, and sympathized with Zhuang Shihuai's feelings: "What will this child do after you arrive in the United States?"

Zhuang Shihuai was silent, knocking on the armrest of the sofa with his knuckles, and asked Luo Zijun, "Then what about your family?"

The two looked at the children who were studying the cards together at the other end of the table, and sighed in unison.