not a decent stand-in

Zuo Tong walked back at some point, standing gracefully beside the deck.

Liu Yantao was about to introduce them, when the girl's eyes lit up suddenly, and she yelled, "My lord!"

This crisp voice was full of admiration and love, which really shocked everyone.

Xiang Yindong didn't hold back, he spouted all the tea in his mouth with a puff.

Zuo Tong does have a nickname called "Prince", which is mainly popular on the Internet. As for the origin, it is also very simple and rude. Isn't the boss of a bunch of princes and princesses the prince?

This sweet voice of the prince made everyone in the deck sober.

Zuo Tong shuddered all over, and gave Xiang Yindong, who was the first to smile, a hard look.

The girl was also a little embarrassed, wringing her fingers helplessly.

Liu Yantao quickly comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay, Boss Zuo is very talkative, don't be so nervous!"

Guan Peng also looked like a good person, and waved at her: "Little sister, don't stand there, come and sit down! Your prince, you are very happy today!"

Zuo Tong walked back to the sofa and sat down without looking at the little girl.

Guan Peng leaned forward and raised his eyebrows at him: "How about it, is it your dish?"

Zuo Tong didn't even bother to look at him, and replied lightly: "I've been constipated recently, and I don't have any appetite for anything..."

Guan Peng was choked by him, and he clicked his tongue dissatisfiedly: "Boss Zuo is Boss Zuo, I'm afraid I'll have to find a fairy daughter next time, so you'll like it, right?"

"What kind of fairy girl..." Xiang Yindong stared in confusion, his eyelids had already started to twitch.

Zuo Tong didn't talk to him, he sized up the beautiful woman across from him, and asked, "Want to enter the entertainment industry?"

Liu Yantao said with a chuckle: "Boss Zuo, Xiaoyue's quality can make her popular if you praise her casually, you won't suffer!"

Zuo Tong lit a cigarette and said flatly: "Yan Tao, the artist director of Aveo is Steven, I never overstep him..."

"Of course I know that!"

Liu Yantao probably praised Haikou earlier, but now he saw that Zuo Tong was not very interested in his god-sister, and he was a little embarrassed.

Zuo Tong is famous for his public and private distinctions, but he is not blind.

This girl is a good seed, and he is happy to be a favor.

"Well, you take her directly to the company to find Steven tomorrow, and let him figure it out..."

When Liu Yantao heard this, he immediately burst into a smile. With Zuo Tong's words, the matter was basically settled.

After all, Steven couldn't be that blind.

He was about to ask the girl to say thank you, but the other party said: "My lord, I don't want to be an artist... I just want to ask, do you need an assistant?"

Liu Yueshi's face was blushing, she stared at Zuo Tong's face without blinking, her naked worship and admiration made everyone around her want to laugh.

Guan Peng couldn't help sighing: "Yan Tao, I think you, a god-sister, know much better than you, so how can you be a good person here?"

Liu Yantao's face was embarrassed, but it was not easy to attack, and his mouth was depressed.

Xiang Yindong watched the excitement for a long time, and finally figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

It turns out that the beauties are here to chase after stars, Boss Zuo's charm is really unstoppable!

Zuo Tong shook his head, and answered her bluntly: "I don't lack assistants, even if I do, you are not suitable!"

Liu Yueshi bit her lips, and asked unwillingly: "Then I will become an artist in your company, can I see you?"

"Yes." Zuo Tong's tone was dull.

"Really?" Liu Yueshi became happy now, "Well then, I'll be an artist first. Whenever you need an assistant, I can apply for it at any time!"

Liu Yantao couldn't bear it any longer, so he hurriedly dragged the reluctant little girl away.

This little episode made everyone in the booth laugh up and down, and even Zuo Tong's face was no longer so cold.

The noise in the bar continued, but Xiang Yindong couldn't stand it anymore, and fell asleep in a daze.

After a while, someone kicked him in the shin and pulled him up and out of the "Joys" gate.

On a night in early summer, with a breezy breeze, the lights of thousands of houses gradually dimmed.

One after another at the entrance of the night venue, people were helped out one after another, or they said goodbye to each other, or continued to rush to the venue.

Xiang Yindong was stuffed into the passenger seat, immediately found a comfortable position, and continued to sleep.

Zuo Tong couldn't help but glared at him, and warned: "Hey, don't spit in my car!"

"Uncomfortable..." Xiang Yindong was in a daze, stretching out his hand to pull the clothes on his chest.

Zuo Tong gave him a white look, leaned over to fasten his seat belt, saw his brows were furrowed, reached out and patted his face, and called out, "Dongzi?"

At this moment, Xiang Yindong's cheeks were flushed, and his whole body exuded the smell of alcohol and heat.

Two buttons of the shirt were undone, revealing a section of skin that was red from his scratching.

This look is inexplicably sexy.

Zuo Tong's Adam's apple slipped, and he cursed in a low voice: "Damn!"

"Uncomfortable...water..."

Xiang Yindong didn't realize how "dangerous" his current situation was, and kept murmuring.

Zuo Tong took a bottle of mineral water from the trunk and fed him a few sips. Seeing that his brows relaxed a little, he exhaled and lay down on the steering wheel.

The neon lights outside the car window were shining brightly, reflected on Xiang Yindong's chiseled profile.

It seems that there is a kind of magic that attracts people to touch it.

Zuo Tong couldn't help stretching out his hand, and touched the other person's forehead, he was startled by the scalding heat, and immediately retracted.

Taking a deep breath, he managed to calm his beating heart.

After a while, seeing that the man had fallen into a deep sleep, he stretched out his hand again, close to his cheek, and outlined his eyebrows with his fingers.

Finally, stay on that beautiful lips...

A few seconds later, without knowing what he thought of, he suddenly withdrew his hand, started the car, and walked away.

Xiang Yindong has an apartment in the city center, a 100-square-meter loft with exquisite decoration.

Zuo Tong managed to move the person upstairs, threw him on the sofa, and turned around to leave.

But after walking a few steps, he stepped back and found a blanket to put on him.

Then I went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, put it on the coffee table, and dimmed the floor lamp, then left without staying any longer.

The sound of closing the door came, and after a slap, Xiang Yindong suddenly opened his eyes.

He stumbled to the balcony and looked down at the winding street with street lights.

The hustle and bustle of the city gradually receded in the night, and shadowy people appeared and left, like pantomime scenes, staged under his eyes.

A few minutes later, a tall figure in white clothes and black trousers walked out of the apartment door, got into a big red sports car, and drove away in the night.

In the midnight wind, Xiang Yindong deeply felt that everything could not go back to the past...

The news of Xiang Yindong and the small party quickly reached Xiang Huai'en's ears.

Early the next morning, he came to the door in a state of desperation to inquire about the crime.

Although he had already guessed that there was Xiang Huai'en's eyeliner by his side, looking at his uncle who was questioning him sharply, Xiang Yindong still felt a little bit annoyed.

The feeling of being stared at is really not very good.

"Do you remember what I said?" Xiang Huai'en propped his hands on his desk, and his usual gentleness was completely gone. "Before you do anything, you must discuss it with me!"

Xiang Yindong was upset in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he explained: "Uncle, you also said that these friends have a lot to do with me, and they ask me out, so there's no way I won't go, right?"

"Who is your uncle? Don't forget your identity!"

Xiang Huaien's tone was cold, "I said, don't get in touch with them for the time being! Those people are all human beings. If they show their feet, I can't help you wipe your ass!"

Xiang Yindong nodded again and again: "Boss Xiang, I didn't think carefully about this matter. I was also called out temporarily by them. I didn't dare to call you at night. Aren't I afraid of disturbing your sleep?"

"Huh! Let me say it again, you must discuss with me before doing anything!" Xiang Huai'en looked at him sharply, "Don't forget, I can let you do whatever I want you to enter Xiang's house Get out! At that time, not only will you not get a dime, but you will also be treated as a fraudster and go to jail!"

"Yes yes yes... You are the boss, I will obey you! Never do it again next time!"

"Next time? If there is a next time, don't let it go! If you don't think about yourself, you should think about your mother!"

Xiang Yindong's face darkened, and he lowered his eyebrows and said, "I know..."

He has always hated the feeling of being controlled by others, but now for the sake of the overall situation, he has no choice but to swallow his anger for the time being.

It's not a big deal for Xiang Huai'en to be so angry.

Now whether in the company or in the Xiang family, he has a lot of eyeliners, at least he can basically control the behavior of the "stand-in".

Only when Xiang Yindong was dealing with his group of friends, he was out of reach.

Xiang Yindong also understood why his uncle was anxious.

Only when everyone around him firmly believes in the identity of "Xiang Yindong", can he achieve his goal of pretending to be powerful.

Therefore, he did not dare to take any risk of revealing his secrets.

After finally dismissing the uncle, Xiang Yindong immediately put away the smirk on his face.

He took out his personal computer, entered the password skillfully, opened the mailbox, and found an email received two months ago.

Fingers danced on the keyboard, quickly wrote a long reply, and hit the send button.

Sitting still was never his style.

In the following week, Xiang Yindong lived quite his duty, did not do any business, did not make a single decision, he could be said to be idle all day long.

When someone expressed doubts about his state, he prevaricated with physical discomfort.

All matters, big or small, are left to Xiang Huai'en.

He never forgets to inform his "boss" about such trivial matters as signing documents and attending meetings, as small as who he has spoken to, how many meals he has eaten, and even the brand of coffee he drinks.

In the end, Xiang Huai'en was so annoyed that he ordered him to stop making trouble.

Xiang Yindong looked innocent: "Boss, didn't you say that I have to report everything to you?"

Xiang Huai'en hates iron but steel: "Forget it! From now on, I say what you do, and you can handle other things yourself! I don't dare to mess around!"

Xiang Yindong's expression was wronged, but his mood was extremely happy.

He can figure it out, of course he can't wait for it!