The benefactor is always forcing me to study

Cen Zhi corrected his mistakes for a whole day, and his head was dizzy. In the evening, Wen Qiang told him to stop and wanted to take him out for dinner.

Cen Zhi didn't want to move at all, he lay on the table and groaned, Wen Qiang stood in front of him, looking at him helplessly and dotingly: "Shall I carry you?"

Cen Zhi raised his head, ignorant and fearless: "Come on."

After he finished speaking, Wen Qiang turned his back and squatted down towards him, grabbed Cen Zhi's arm with one hand and wrapped it around his neck, letting Cen Zhi lie on his face. Thumping to dodge, Wen Qiang whispered "Don't move around", then his hand went around Cen Zhi's leg, and he sent it up with his strength, so that Cen Zhi leaned against him.

Wen Qiang stood up, Cen Zhi was not used to it, he was afraid of being thrown off, so he clung tightly to Wen Qiang, his legs were wrapped around the man's thin waist, his hands were tightly clasped, and Wen Qiang was bound like two wooden sticks. Qiang's neck, and shouted in a panic: "Don't! No need! I'll go by myself!"

Wen Qiang stretched his neck: "I won't fall you. Relax, I'm going to be out of breath."

Trembling, Cen Zhi took off some of the strength in his hands, instead of holding Wen Qiang, he grabbed Wen Qiang's skirt instead. Seeing that Wen Qiang was about to walk out with such a big face, Cen Zhi was very nervous: "Let me go!" Come down, what should I do if people see it?"

Wen Qiang smiled, opened the door and said in an upright tone: "It's not about doing something shameful, if you're worried, just pretend to be asleep—"

As soon as he finished speaking, the office door opened from the side, and the two of them faced Yu Ming directly outside the door.

Cen Zhi immediately rolled his eyes and hit his head on Wen Qiang's neck, pretending to sleep.

Yu Ming: "...?" What's the situation?

Mr. Wen looked at Yu Ming calmly: "I'm off work, is there anything else?"

Secretary Yu looked at his nose, nose and heart, and shook his head: "No. You go slowly."

Then he solemnly watched Mr. Wen walk up to the elevator with Cen Zhi on his back.

Cen Zhi felt ashamed and angry, but Yingrong didn't have a special elevator for the president to use. Everyone took the same elevator. During the short distance from the top floor to the underground parking lot, the elevator doors opened and closed, countless People came in and out, said hello to Wen Qiang one by one, and quietly looked at Cen Zhi over and over again. Cen Zhi wanted to hide himself, buried his face and pretended to be asleep the whole time, trying not to show a trace.

Wen Qiang is naturally generous, but others dare not ask who the president is carrying on his back. Although Wen Qiang seems to be a modest gentleman, but during the period when he became Yingrong's power holder, the whole company felt that this person was unfathomable , did not dare to be presumptuous at all, and only Cen Zhi was arrogant and unaware of his favor.

But gossip is a common hobby of the people. In the private chat groups of various departments that day, the topic of "who is that little goblin lying on the CEO" popped up.

These parties didn't know that after Wen Qiang walked to the underground parking lot, Cen Zhi relaxed a lot. He crossed his legs in embarrassment and said harshly, "Let me down!"

Wen Qiang squatted down to let Cen Zhi stand firm, and Cen Zhi immediately distanced himself from Wen Qiang, as if the man in front of him was some kind of scourge. Wen Qiang looked at his little expression and couldn't help laughing: "You made the back, and it's fine if you don't." You," Wen Qiang stretched out his hand to pinch the soft flesh on the young boy's face, "you are really difficult to serve."

Cen Zhi said angrily, "I'm just joking!" Although he is an [-]th-tier idol, Cen Zhi's idol burden is not as easy as that of a first-tier idol, "If someone finds out and posts it, do I still want to hang out in the entertainment industry?"

Wen Qiang: "..." Wen Qiang sighed, "Why are you thinking so much at such a young age?"

Cen Zhi stared at his watery eyes, as if he was attacking him with his eyes.

Wen Qiang said: "With me here, no one dares to talk nonsense, and no one will keep you from getting along."

Cen Zhi's heart beat a beat slower, and then a group of deer were tap dancing. He turned his face away, exposing the blush at the base of his ears, and said dryly, "I'm hungry."

Wen Qiang laughed: "Then let's go, my young master."

Wen Qiang didn't take Cen Zhi to any high-end restaurant, instead he chose a cheap and well-known Chinese restaurant, and asked for a private room to give the future superstar a private space to let him eat well. Cen Zhi was really hungry, even though he I didn't move around much, but studying is mental work, and it's very tiring!

Halfway through eating, Wen Qiang's cell phone rang, Wen Qiang glanced at it, ignored it, and continued to pick up food for Cen Zhi.

Cen Zhi's mouth was full, and he asked vaguely: "Who is it? Is there something wrong?"

Wen Qiang: "We'll talk about it after you finish eating."

Cen Zhi choked up, and during the several months of getting along with Wen Qiang, he seemed to have a radar that specifically sensed things related to himself on Wen Qiang, and the food on the table suddenly became unsatisfactory: "It has something to do with me?"

Wen Qiang thought that you were quite perceptive, so he nodded.

Cen Zhi's heart was ashamed: "Is it the ranking?" Then he broke the jar and said, "Tell me, how many! How much is the difference!" I almost said that I am not afraid.

Wen Qiang had no choice but to say, "Let's finish eating first."

Cen Zhi was stubborn: "No, hurry up!"

Wen Qiang couldn't make it, so he opened the class ranking list sent to him by Shu Ling, and the line of Cen Zhi was ticked out with a red pen——

Class one and three, Cen Zhi, with a total score of 602, ranked No. 20 in the class, and ranked [-] in the grade.

According to the detailed rules, the difference in rankings is 151, which translates to 150 million, and because it is an exam during the filming period, the double calculation is [-] million.

Cen Zhi: "..."

Cen Zhi's eyes darkened, thinking that the debt was a bit high, and he might be crushed to death before he could pay it in time.

The two looked at each other for a moment in the private room, and the food in front of them seemed to be the last supper in an instant, and Cen Zhi felt that he would be guillotined in the next second.

Wen Qiang also felt that this number was a bit frightening for a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child. After a moment of silence, he sighed: "Well, it's the first time to read it, so just double it, and calculate it according to 150 million to [-]."

Cen Zhi looked at him with tears in his eyes, and replied with tears in his eyes after a while.

Then the two lost their minds about enjoying the food, Cen Zhi went back to the apartment listlessly, Wen Qiang didn't let him continue to correct his mistakes, and told him to go to bed early, and Wei He would come to pick him up to the set tomorrow.

Cen Zhi was lying on the bed in a large font, thinking that this vacation, he might as well be filming on the set!

Not only did not relax, but also more than 100 million debts!What the hell is Wen Qiang!

Cen Zhi, who was physically and mentally exhausted, didn't have the mind to look at his phone, so he didn't know that this night, a multi-faceted and multi-layered online public opinion war swept across, directly occupying Weibo's trending searches.

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