After being coveted by old men for many years, I quit

Having said so much, it seems that we are going to get to the point.

Out of the corner of Zhou Cheng's eyes, he passed by the two bodyguards standing by the door, the expression on his face was still very calm, "You don't even say what kind of cooperation it is, how do I know if I will be interested."

In the huge private room, apart from the two people sitting at the table, the secretary named Song Kai stood quietly beside him. Besides, there were two strong-looking bodyguards guarding the door.

Judging by his posture, he probably wouldn't be able to leave today without the man's permission.

He Minnan stared at his calm and composed appearance, and a sneer of unknown meaning escaped from his throat, "It seems that you really have no interest."

"But it doesn't matter. Compared with a person who pulled you out of the mud, my words are really not convincing. It's normal for you not to be interested." Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the two looked over at the same time. , is the waiter in the restaurant, pushing the dining car.

The bodyguard standing by the door opened it to let in a woman in a uniform.

Dishes were brought to the table one after another.

There was an outsider, and neither of them made a sound, and the atmosphere in the box fell silent for a while.

When the last dish was on the table, the waiter said "take it slowly", and pushed the dining car away.

Zhou Cheng sat on the chair, his eyes half closed.

Just now when the woman was serving the dishes, she looked at him several times. He thought there was something wrong, but he didn't see anything strange in her eyes, she was just looking at her.

He felt that he might be overthinking.

There was a dazzling array of dishes on the table, and the smell of food wafted from the tip of his nose, but Zhou Cheng had no desire to eat because of his bad mood.

He Minnan picked up the bowls and chopsticks as if no one was there, and asked him politely, "Let's have some food together?"

Zhou Cheng shook his head and refused.

He Minnan curled his lips, but he didn't care, he took a chopstick and put it in the bowl.

He lowered his head to eat for a while, raised his eyes inadvertently, and saw Zhou Cheng sitting on the chair without interest, paused for a moment with the chopsticks in his hand, then put them down again, picked up the napkin beside him and wiped something Didn't stain the lips either.

"Since you've been waiting so impatiently, I won't be too impatient," he threw the napkin on the table, and his face was a little colder than before, probably because he put away the set of hypocritical politeness just now, "The purpose of my looking for you is very simple, you just need to continue to stay by his side, and when you are needed one day, you help me get what I want, and I will help you get rid of him completely .”

Completely complete these four words, the man's deep voice is particularly emphatic.

According to the meaning of his words, it is better to regard it as a transaction than cooperation.

Cooperation is a long-term relationship between the two parties, but judging from the meaning of the man, it is obviously not this kind of relationship.

A completed transaction is called a transaction.

Zhou Cheng is not deeply involved in the world, but he also understands this truth.

"In order to prevent you from misunderstanding anything, I think it is necessary for me to explain," the man looked at him and added lightly, "My uncle has always been impeccable and meticulous in his work, and he rarely trusts him except for the confidantes he has cultivated by himself. Others, but since he allows you to have such a relationship with him, he must have a certain degree of trust in you, but such trust is very fragile. As long as something is revealed once, he will quickly find out the problem. I don't think you want to be retaliated by him for doing me a favor once, do you?"

"Then according to what you said, the risk factor of this kind of thing is not very high? Why should I take such a risk to cooperate with you?"

He Minnan snorted and laughed, "Risk is not a problem as long as you think this opportunity is important enough to you. Could it be that you want to be locked in a cage by him for the rest of your life?"

Of course he doesn't want to.

Zhou Cheng curled his fingers, his mind suddenly became a little confused.

Reason told him that He Xiao hadn't offended him so far, and getting along with him was much more pleasant than he imagined, and he couldn't do such a thing that would harm his interests.

But on the other hand, the man's words were like a devil's voice that kept provoking his rational nerves. It seemed that an iron gate suddenly appeared in front of him, and on the other side of the gate was a golden avenue full of sunlight, which was a freedom beyond his reach.

A life that was not forced into by another person and belonged entirely to him.

I have to say, the temptation is great.

It's just that, in the final analysis, some things are the bottom line of a person's life. He still can't do things like stepping on the person who pulls him to embrace freedom.

"Sorry..." "You don't need to rush to give me an answer now, when you figure it out, contact me anytime."

As soon as he started talking, the man interrupted him. After speaking, he gestured to the assistant standing aside with his eyes.

Song Kai quickly took out a business card from his briefcase and handed it to him, "Mr. Zhou, this is Mr. He's personal contact information, please keep it."

Zhou Cheng stood up from the chair, glanced down at the business card, but still didn't answer it.

He looked at He Minnan, and continued, "I'm sorry, Mr. He, although your invitation is very tempting, but I don't think there is any need for a business card. I can give you a clear one now." Reply, and I hope you don't come to me again in the future."

He Minnan heard him speak, leaned back, slightly raised his handsome face under the light, and looked at him, "So you are determined to reject me?"

"Yes, I will not accept your proposal, not now, nor in the future."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll attack you?" He raised his eyebrows, and asked half-jokingly and half-truly, "After all, you now know my intentions, so I don't know if I will be discovered. Are you not afraid of anything you do?"

Zhou Cheng looked at him, the expression on his face tensed a bit, and his eyes became serious.

After a while, he seemed to have figured it out, closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate, and opened them again, his eyes were already calm, "What do you really want to do, do it now."

As his words fell, the atmosphere in the box gradually became solemn, and there was a dead silence that lasted for a while.

At the end, the man suddenly said, "Let's go."

Zhou Cheng stared at him as he picked up the chopsticks, and left without stopping.

It wasn't until he took the elevator down to the first floor that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking out of the gate quickly, he quickly stopped a taxi on the side of the road, and he reported the address of the school.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Zhou Cheng stretched out his hand and pushed down the car window a little. The biting cold wind came in fiercely, blowing on his face, which quickly froze his cheeks.

But he felt that such coldness was incomparably fresh.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened the address book with his fingers, but he still couldn't figure out how to tell the person on the other end of the matter, so he didn't press the dial button for a long time.

In the end, the driver reminded him that the school was here, and he woke up suddenly, put his phone back, paid the fare and got off.

Back in the dormitory, the three roommates were rarely there. Seeing him coming in, except for Jiang Fan, the other two had weird expressions on their faces, and they also seemed reluctant to greet him, not as enthusiastic as before.

Zhou Cheng knows that although the incident on the forum has been "proven" to be "false", most people probably find it difficult to fully believe this "fact". He is an inferior person who sells his body with dirty character, and he is no longer the cold and arrogant music talent he used to be.

Thinking of how they looked at him with such eyes, Zhou Cheng felt as if a knife had been cut open in Zhou Cheng's heart, and blood oozed out even though he had been doing psychological training for himself.

He silently returned to his desk, pulled out the chair and sat down, feeling the extraordinarily quiet atmosphere behind him, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.

The loss that occupied his whole mind made him pay more attention to every move around him, and he even felt that the air was getting thinner, otherwise he wouldn't have found it difficult to breathe.

After a while, the two roommates went out together.

Zhou Cheng took out his clothes from the cabinet in a daze, turned around, and almost bumped into Jiang Fan who was standing behind him.

He barely stabilized his body, took a few steps back, and looked at him inexplicably, "...what's wrong?"

When he came in just now, Jiang Fan was catching up on the pictures, so he simply greeted him and went to work, but for some reason, since he entered the dormitory, his attention was not on the computer, and he barely made the rest of the work. After that, he got up and came to him.

Jiang Fan stared at the clear and handsome face in front of him, and the conversation he heard on the receiver that day rang over and over again in his ears.

All kinds of thoughts rushed to his throat, but he still couldn't open his mouth to spit out the words.

How could he open his mouth and ask him if he already belonged to another man, and he could no longer reveal his heart to him?

His eyes were full of chapped red blood, his cheeks were tense, and during heavy breathing, his teeth were clenched and he couldn't open his mouth.

Zhou Cheng glanced at his clenched fists by his side, perhaps because of excessive force, every joint turned white.

He seemed to realize suddenly what he was going to say.

He looked at the big boy in front of him, and for the first time, he had a premonition that he might say goodbye in the future. Once this thought welled up, Zhou Cheng realized that he would be so sad. That kind of huge loss rushed over his face, flooding his senses .

"Do you want to ask me about the post?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that his voice was choked up, so he pursed his lips tightly again.

After a person has experienced great storms, the few things left around him become more and more precious.

It is undeniable that Jiang Fan is one of them, perhaps the most precious one to him at this stage.A bosom friend, an indispensable friendship.

"So that girl's subsequent statement was false... She was actually right? You were really beaten one by one." "Jiang Fan."

Zhou Cheng lowered his head and tried to adjust his breathing, he was afraid that his emotions could not help breaking the embankment at this moment.He was also afraid that he would hear those two words from his best friend.

Because once you say it, you can never go back.