The rich and powerful fake young master is a true group favorite

It was lunch time, and there were people coming and going in the restaurant.

Zhou Zhuojing was sitting by the window, unconsciously stirring the rice in the bowl with the chopsticks in his hand, but his eyes were looking eagerly at the ordering counter not far away, as if he was looking for someone.

A few girls in restaurant uniforms were standing in the background, seeing Zhou Zhuojing's eyes glanced over again and again, they couldn't help talking small things.

"He looked over again!"

"Why do I feel that he is looking for someone?"

"Could it be that you're looking at me?"

"Stop watching idol dramas!"

"It looks like a minor at first glance, okay?"

……

Their voices were not low, Xu Zesheng raised his head upon hearing this, followed their gazes, and saw a familiar figure.

The seat at the dining table was a bit high, and Zhou Zhuojing was half leaning against the window, hooking his calves that couldn't touch the ground, and shaking them back and forth.He was dressed coolly today, with a loose white T-shirt paired with denim shorts that just reached his knees. The cuffs and trouser legs revealed a section of white soft flesh, which was dazzling.

Xu Zesheng's eyes darkened, he put down the plate in his hand, and turned to his colleagues.

"I'm in a hurry, can you deliver the meal for table two?"

The colleague nodded, took his plate, and was about to answer, but saw him walking out of the back kitchen quickly.

Concerned that there were other people in the restaurant, Zhou Zhuojing didn't have the nerve to keep staring at the ordering counter.

He picked up the iced drink in his hand and took a swig sullenly. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xu Zesheng standing in front of him at some point.

"Zhou Zhuojing." Xu Zesheng called him, "You're here, why don't you call me?"

"I..." Zhou Zhuojing pursed her lips and whispered, "I'm afraid it will affect your work."

Seeing his pitiful expression, Xu Zesheng forgot what he wanted to say for a moment.

"You won't be charged for chatting with me, right?" Zhou Zhuojing looked around worriedly, and then quickly pushed him, "You go to work first!"

"What about you?" Pushed by him, Xu Zesheng turned his back on him, secretly raised the corners of his mouth, "Is it enough to just take a look at me?"

"I brought my homework!" Zhou Zhuojing poked him on the shoulder, "I'll wait for you to get off work."

When Xu Zesheng heard this, his smile became even stronger.

After the meal time, the number of people in the restaurant gradually decreased.

Zhou Zhuojing took out his homework and started working on the questions.

There were no customers, and the waiters gathered together in twos and threes to chat.

Xu Zesheng also took off his apron, walked over to Zhou Zhuojing and sat down.

"I can't write." Zhou Zhuojing heard the movement, and bitterly pushed the physics test paper to Xu Zesheng.

"You have to calculate this data first." Xu Zesheng ticked off the required data in the question stem, and simply listed a calculation formula, "You can bring it into the formula after you calculate it."

Zhou Zhuojing looked half-knowledgeable, and finally sighed and said: "I don't like physics."

"You can ask me if you don't like it." Xu Zesheng pinched his face, "Don't sigh."

The two acted intimately, and the waitresses at the side all laughed and booed——

"Xiao Xu, where did you abduct such a good kid?"

"Just now, people kept peeking at the ordering counter, so it wasn't just to see you?"

"Could it be Xiao Xu's little boyfriend?"

……

They spoke ambiguously, Zhou Zhuojing blushed in embarrassment, and didn't know how to refute, so he could only kick Xu Zesheng under the table resentfully.

"Quickly explain!"

"Explain what?"

"It is to explain the relationship between us..."

Halfway through Zhou Zhuojing's words, he raised his head to meet Xu Zesheng's smiling eyes, and his ears turned red.

"why are you laughing!"

"Can't help it."

Xu Zesheng reached out and rubbed his head, turned his head, and winked at the talking colleagues.

The colleagues immediately nodded knowingly, and instead of teasing, they chatted about new topics.

His cheeks were still warm, Zhou Zhuojing took a peek at Xu Zesheng who was calm and composed, and muttered to himself, "How could they... think I'm your boyfriend."

After all, in his dream, Xu Zesheng was a high-altitude flower that everyone couldn't love. Those wealthy and powerful domineering presidents were all looked down upon by others, so how could they fall in love with him.

"Huh?" Xu Zesheng raised his eyebrows, "What did you say?"

"No." Zhou Zhuojing quickly waved his hands and asked curiously, "Xu Zesheng, what kind of person do you like?"

"I like..." Xu Zesheng pondered for a moment, "I like silly ones."

stupid?

Zhou Zhuojing curled his lips strangely, this person's hobbies are a bit strange, who likes fools!

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing him lost in thought, Xu Zesheng couldn't help knocking on the table, "Have you finished your homework?"

Zhou Zhuojing immediately sat up straight and continued to do the questions according to Xu Zesheng's method.

Physics followed by mathematics, and soon it was evening.

The back kitchen started to work, and Xu Zesheng also returned to work.

At this moment, several aggressive middle-aged men suddenly broke in.

"Call Xu Zesheng out!"

The service staff in the restaurant looked at each other, and finally looked at the back kitchen.

Zhou Zhuojing also stood up, with a worried expression on his face.

"What do you want from me?" Xu Zesheng was called out, and when he saw the man in the lead, he immediately understood, "How much is it this time?"

"Thirty-three thousand with principal and interest. If I can't get it out today, I'll chop off your father's hand." The man lit a cigarette, and at the end of his speech, he took a deep breath.

"Chop it up." Xu Zesheng said calmly, "I don't have that much money."

"As much as you want, what use is his hand to me!" The man grabbed Xu Zesheng's collar, "Don't make me look half-dead, boy!"

"What are you doing!" Zhou Zhuojing sensed something was wrong, and hurried forward, trying to pull Xu Zesheng away, "I have money, so I'll give it to him, don't mess around!"

"Where's the little boy?" The man was attracted by the attention, let go of his hand, and looked at Zhou Zhuojing with great interest, "It's as thin and tender as a girl's doll."

There was a bit of obscenity in his words, Xu Zesheng's face darkened, and he raised his hand with an uppercut, knocking the middle-aged man weighing more than 100 catties to the ground.

"You!" The man's eyes widened in disbelief, and he motioned for his followers to rush up, "I'm going to give you some flair today!"

The few servants he brought with him were strong and surrounded Xu Zesheng directly.

Even though he was agile, Xu Zesheng would inevitably struggle with being outnumbered.

Zhou Zhuojing's eyes were red with anxiety, and he took out his mobile phone with trembling hands to call his bodyguard.

Not a moment later, Zhou's bodyguards appeared in the restaurant. They were all carefully selected Lianjiazi, and they subdued the middle-aged man's attendant in a few strokes.

The nearby tables and chairs were kicked and beaten everywhere. Xu Zesheng was half lying in the middle and did not stand up for a long time.

Zhou Zhuojing trotted to his side, and with just one glance, tears welled up in fright.

"Are you in pain? Are you in pain?" He wanted to help Xu Zesheng up, but he was afraid of bumping into the other person's injuries, so he said helplessly, "Let's go to the hospital, go to the hospital, shall we?"

"Why are you crying?" Xu Ze smiled bluntly, and wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes with his hand, "I'm used to this little injury, it's fine."

Habit?

Are you used to being beaten?

Zhou Zhuojing felt very sour in his heart.

He was the one who was supposed to get used to all of this, why should he let Xu Zesheng bear it with peace of mind.

Since the plot did not allow him to tell the truth, he simply took the person home.When the Zhou family sees Xu Zesheng's appearance, they must have quickly realized that the young master of the Zhou family is someone else.

At that time, it doesn't matter if he is kicked out of the house, or he stays in Zhou's house as a handyman.

Just get it back on track.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and said seriously: "I don't want you to get used to it. Xu Zesheng, you, come home with me."