double duty

Shang Yizhou didn't reach out to take it, his slender eyelashes were half drooping, his lips were pursed into a thin slit, showing sharpness in his indifference.

In his eyes, Gu Zhi was wearing a white and gray wristband, about two centimeters long, which could cover the hideous scars, and a black bank card was sandwiched between his fingers.

Lifting up slowly, he glanced at Gu Zhi's face, his lips were tightly pressed together, his light amber eyes were beautiful in the dark, but it seemed that he could no longer be contained inside.

Gu Zhi put the bank card on the car seat, bent down and opened the car door, a gust of cold wind blew in, and the strong fragrance of the car was blown away.

Shang Yizhen didn't stop Gu Zhi this time, he said coldly: "If you leave, there will be no relationship between us in the future."

Gu Zhi paused slightly, and the breath out of his mouth formed a white mist in the air, "Goodbye, Mr. Shang."

He walked back to the gate according to his memory, and took a taxi back to the hotel.

Shang Yizhen was left in the quiet and empty garage, wondering how long it would take for Gu Zhi to come back.

half an hour?One hour?

He is not in a hurry, like a patient hunter waiting for his prey to be caught.

But until dawn, he was forgotten, and Gu Zhi never came back.

Gu Zhi's drunken words echoed in his mind, I don't want you anymore.

The dull pain became more and more intense. Shang Yizhen could hardly bear it and bent down. His chest was hard to breathe as if his chest was pressed by a boulder. He took out the cigarette case, his hands were trembling, and he lit the fire several times.

I kept repeating in my mind, Gu Zhi's sentence, I don't want you anymore.

Over and over again, non-stop spelling.

Gu Zhi lived in the hotel for a week, and he hardly ever went out except when necessary, watching various variety shows with his mobile phone every day.

As the day approached, the news of the announcement was sent to his WeChat.

He took the old house to the bank as a mortgage, borrowed some money, and posted information about recruiting assistants on the Internet. Several people applied for the job one after another, and Gu Zhi picked the one who was more eye-catching to interview.

Gu Zhi packed it tightly, and when he arrived at the coffee shop, the interviewer was already waiting inside.

Gu Zhi sat opposite to the visitor, "Sorry, I'm late."

He took a few glances at the person in front of him, not much different from the photo, and even more heroic.

"It's okay," the interviewer was handsome and sunny, showing his big white teeth when he smiled.

Gu Zhi frowned slightly, and he asked, "Are you 23?"

He suspected that the other party had lied about his age. He looked like a kid in high school. He was recruiting an assistant, and it was not appropriate for him to be too young.

"Yes," the other party showed no resistance to Gu Zhi's suspicion, and took out his ID card to show Gu Zhi, "Ling Ze, 97."

Gu Zhi compared it, and the photo on the ID card looked more mature, but it could be seen from his facial features that it was indeed him.

"Salary-"

Ling Ze didn't wait for Gu Zhi to finish speaking, and said full of anticipation: "I'm very satisfied, when can I go to work?"

Gu Zhi was stunned for a moment, "...next week."

Ling Ze showed his big white teeth again at Gu Zhi, and said, "Do celebrities still interview by themselves?"

"Normally not." Gu Zhi smiled awkwardly.

He is special, he is poor.

Ling Ze snorted, took out the notebook from his satchel, and turned to the first page, "Can you sign me?"

"Okay," Gu Zhi took the pen, and signed his name eloquently.

Ling Ze carefully put away the notebook, for fear of crumpling the paper, he raised his phone, "Can I take a photo?"

Gu Zhi: "...that's fine too."

It seems that he is not interviewing people, but at a fan meeting.

Ling Ze moved quickly to Gu Zhi's side, approaching Gu Zhi intimately, Gu Zhi didn't like to be close to people, so he moved to the side, Ling Ze didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and put his arm half on Gu Zhi's right side , it looks like he is holding Gu Zhi in his arms.

Ling Ze: "Look at the camera."

After taking the photo, he got up quickly. He took out the WeChat QR code, handed it to Gu Zhi, and said with a smile, "Boss, add a WeChat?"

Gu Zhi scanned him and said, "Let's stop here today, and I will send the address to your WeChat next week."

He thought this was the end of his communication with Ling Ze, but he didn't expect Ling Ze to send a WeChat message just as he got in the car.

[Ling Ze: Boss, my wallet was stolen, #哭咱#]

Gu Zhi's brows twitched, he faintly felt that this assistant was not like a fuel-efficient lamp.

[Gu Zhi: Did you call the police? ]

[Ling Ze: The amount is too small to file a case, #争责#, but my ID card and bank card are all in it, so I'm going to be on the streets tonight. ]

[Gu Zhi: Isn't your home here? ]

[Ling Ze: I just arrived today, and I came for an interview as soon as I got off the bus. ]

[Gu Zhi: Do you have any friends? ]

[Ling Ze: I have no relatives#大喵#]

[Ling Ze: Boss, can I squeeze in with you for a night?I can sleep on the floor too. ]

Naturally, there was nothing wrong with the two big men, but Gu Zhi always felt that something was wrong, it was too much of a coincidence, he glanced at the screen, and Ling Ze sent several emoticons of grievance, and felt that he was thinking too much.

He sent Ling Ze a location, and went to the hotel to change to a double bed. Since the small hotel is not strictly controlled, the grandmother at the front desk didn't ask Gu Zhi for the ID card of the second person.

"Is being a celebrity so unprofitable?" Ling Ze put down his satchel and scanned the room.

"I'm an actor." Gu Zhi replied, he caught a glimpse of the trendy shoes on Ling Ze's feet, they were a limited edition of a certain big brand, if they were genuine, they would be no less than five figures, he narrowed his eyes slightly, drinking Shui asked casually, "Why do you want to be an assistant?"

Ling Ze smiled and said, "Because I like you!"

The water in Gu Zhi's mouth almost spewed out, he swallowed it suddenly, his throat was choked by the water, he coughed for a long time before he recovered, "Huh?"

Ling Ze took out his phone, opened Weibo, and turned to a certain page before Gu Zhi's eyes, "I'm your fan."

Gu Zhi nodded perfunctorily, and asked Ling Ze to put away the phone with a little embarrassment, he almost misunderstood.

Ling didn't see it, and told Gu Zhi enthusiastically about his fan journey, and he didn't stop talking until Gu Zhi said that it was getting late and he should go to bed early.

Gu Zhi took a shower first, lay back on the bed, and turned on a variety show to watch.

The sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped, and Ling Ze's voice came out, "Boss, I forgot my clothes, can you help me?"

"Okay." Gu Zhi rubbed his eyebrows, got up and took out the clothes from his satchel, he knocked on the door lightly, "Open the door? I'll pass you the clothes."

As soon as the words fell, the bathroom door was pushed open, and Ling Ze leaned out half of his body. His wet hair hung down on his forehead, covering most of his face, and his red lips were exposed. His chest was wheat-colored and strong, and his abdominal muscles were thin and Powerful, different from his handsome face, full of sexy wild beauty.

Gu Zhi's breathing suddenly tightened, and his eyes quickly moved to the side. With this movement, he caught a glimpse of a tattoo on Ling Ze's left abdomen, which was a simplified character and a traditional character.

The traditional characters are not clear, but the simplified characters are just a word. When he wanted to confirm it again, Ling Ze had already shrunk back.