If you have money, you can do whatever you want [entertainment circle]

"I'm not playing hooligans, I..." Ye Chishang's face turned red, he didn't know if he was in a hurry to prove his innocence, or because the tip of his nose that was rubbed by Su Qi just now was itchy.

Ye Chishang was at a loss: "I'm not, I don't have... By the way, watch the surveillance, there is surveillance!"

Fortunately, this place is full of surveillance cameras, otherwise Ye Chishang would not be able to tell if he really jumped into the Yellow River.

Ye Chishang raised his two arms, and was just about to back out to find surveillance when he was pulled violently by Su Qi.

Ye Chishang was caught off guard, and pressed his hands on the back of the chair to barely stabilize his body, and then...then he returned to the ambiguous posture just now.

At such a close distance, the scent of strawberries on Su Qi's mouth could be clearly heard, and Ye Chishang's breath came short and he closed his eyes.

Su Qi turned his eyes away, glanced at the door frame which was only three centimeters away from the back of Mr. Ye's head, and sighed.

If I didn't pull it in time, it would be the second time today - the back of the head is the brainstem, if the collision is correct, let alone my wife, the country will lose a scientific research business talent.

"I know you didn't. Did you hit it just now?"

Before Ye Chishang could answer, the hair on the top of his head was grabbed mercilessly.

"Let me see."

As Su Qi said, without discussing with Ye Chishang, he grabbed his hair and pressed against his collarbone.

Ye Chishang immediately stopped breathing.

Su Qi didn't think there was anything wrong, and brushed the top of Ye Chishang's head with his fingertips: "It's okay, there's no bag."

Ye Chishang did not answer him.

I can hardly breathe! ! !

Su Qi didn't know what kind of body wash he used, but his collarbone was filled with the sweet strawberry milk fragrance.

The first rule of the Ye family, ah, go fuck the first rule! !

Ye Chishang resisted his urge to strip Su Qi off and start his own business, drilled into the memory palace of his brain, dug out a book of the most basic athon from getting started to giving up, and read it quickly.

Ye Chishang had just read the first word, and the hand that touched the top of his head just now had already been placed on his head.

Su Qi rubbed his whole body and roughly twice, and muttered: "Okay, it hurts to fly, fly away."

Ye Chishang: "..."

Su Qi's tenderness only lasted to this place. The next moment, Su Qi held back the place where the Lamborghini door frame was easy to hit, and pressed Ye Chishang's tie with the other hand, and pushed him out.

Su Qi passed Ye Chishang calmly, stood outside the car, and looked at the place where they played in the afternoon.

Well, it's just... don't leave the villa? ? ? ? ?

Look, it looks like it's still private, except for the bed, it's just a bed, a villa.

Calm down!

Su Qi pinched his waist, kept a calm look, and took a deep breath.

This……

With the degree of innocence of Ye Chishang.

Theoretically... in theory...

It's not a room, is it? ? ? ? ?

It's not really a room.

Su Qi had no expression on his face, and coldly took the top-notch Tieguanyin brought by the woman in the skirt just now, and looked at the suit hanging in front of him, and the bald man talking endlessly beside the suit—ahem, the designer.

Ah.

Who would have thought that there are really people in this world who are so bored that they open up a villa and use it as their own private clothing store.

Make a good venue that can be sensual, and make it an extremely healthy place.

absurd!

The designer chatted a lot, but Su Qi didn't listen at all, but after drinking the tea, he saw that the designer had stopped and looked at Ye Chishang expectantly.

Ye Chishang, on the other hand, looked at Su Qi expectantly.

Su Qi, who was called by the teacher as if he didn't listen to the class, asked, "...what's wrong?"

"Do you think this dress is good?" Ye Chishang was cautious.

Su Qi glanced at the neatly hung clothes next to the design, and nodded casually: "It's okay..."

To be honest, Su Qi didn't know whether this set of clothes was good or not. When he was in college, he failed in general art appreciation.

I was almost kicked out of the classroom by the half-naked art teacher every day.

"Then why don't you try it?"

Su Qi sat lazily, looking at the bald designer feeling uncomfortable, but he glanced at Ye Chishang's hopeful eyes, nodded, and stood up: "Okay, I'll try it, you sit for a while. "

The two waiters who served them just now took their clothes and led Su Qi into a room on the second floor.

The room is tens of square meters, with a small bathroom, it can be seen that the bedroom was remodeled.

The whole room is painted white, and some Xiaoxiang bamboos are planted. There is a log-colored screen in the middle, which should be the dressing area.

There are also some famous splash-ink landscape pictures or cursive scripts on the wall, which complement the whole interior decoration.

Su Qi looked around and couldn't help but be speechless - look!

What a bedroom, it's a waste of money to turn it into a dressing room.

Su Qi's outrageous sound was interpreted as something else. The woman in a skirt smiled and said, "It's beautiful, right? Our Xu She did it himself."

"Xu She?" Su Qi was a little at a loss.

Just now he was only concerned with the matter of turning the villa into a shop without words, and he didn't listen to the introduction, nor did he hear Xu Shi's name taboo.

"It's the designer just now." The woman in the skirt said, "I really envy you. You can be liked by Mr. Ye, and I personally brought you to buy Xu She's clothes."

"Is Xu She famous?" Su Qi asked casually.

Su Qi actually likes to buy clothes, but he usually buys clothes in three ways, one is that his mother shows him pictures, and if he likes them, he gives them to someone to buy them.

One is tailor-made door-to-door tailoring.

The last one is that the official website released idol support uniforms again, Su Qi directly bought ten pieces, and stored them at home, preparing to pass them on to his family in a hundred years.

So whether it was Xu She or Xu She, he was not familiar with them.

The skirt girl had expected that Su Qi would not be familiar with such a well-known designer, so she exchanged a look with the girl holding the dress—a look of remorse.

"Where did an ignorant person from a small family come from, and dare to climb up to Mr. Ye, bah."

Su Qi was looking at a painting, but he didn't see the eyes of the two people, so the girl in a skirt suppressed her disdain, and gave Su Qi science: "Yes, Xu She has made clothes for generations, and his ancestors were the exclusive dressmakers of the Qing palace. He went abroad to study and won numerous awards, and a piece of his clothes is hard to come by."

"So powerful?" Su Qi turned his head in surprise, "Then I'll be careful when I dress later, so as not to damage other people's works."

Out of respect, Su Qi heard this sentence in the ears of the two girls, but it had another meaning.

The two looked at each other and smiled, the girl holding the clothes hung up the clothes, the skirt girl went over to undress Su Qi, Su Qi took a step back before her fingers touched the collar of Su Qi's cultural shirt.

"I don't like being close to my body." Su Qi refused, "After I get dressed, you can just adjust it."

"Okay." The skirt girl immediately put down her hand, "Then I'll bring you tea."

"Then we'll sort out the clothes for you." Another girl said with a smile, "You can dress according to the order of the hangers later."

After the girl finished speaking, she focused on unpacking the clothes, divided them into pieces, and even took off the accessories and put them in the special hanging pockets.

The girl in the skirt brought tea over, poured a cup, and handed it to Su Qi: "Tea, sir."

Su Qi sat down casually, raised his slender eyelashes, and smiled, "Thank you."

The girl in the skirt was short of breath, a little embarrassed: "Sir, you look so good-looking, no wonder Mr. Ye likes you so much."

Su Qi paused while drinking tea, he glanced at the clear surface of the green tea, and the image of a woman in a skirt was reflected in it.

The expression is not a blessing, but... envy?

Even with a hint of jealousy, a little contemptuous meaning.

Su Qi put down the teacup, looked up at the bronze-rimmed round mirror hanging beside the seat, then smiled and understood——

I wear a cheap T-shirt all over my body, a pair of half-worn jeans that I graduated from college that year, a gift my roommate bought from a flea market, and I don’t even have vans on my feet, just a pair of Converse.

It's justified to be regarded as Mr. Ye.

Su Qi couldn't help but laugh.

He also finally understood why Mr. Ye had to go out of his way to buy clothes after such a long afternoon.

Dare to be 90s... Oh no, Cinderella in the 80s who didn't write any romance... Cinderella's transformation plot.

Although I don't know from which point Ye Zong judged that he couldn't buy a suitable dress to meet his parents with his financial resources and status, but Su Qi...

In general, I don't hate such a leaf holder.

Goofy and cute.

Su Qi smiled and thought about Ye Chishang for a while, and when he glanced at it by chance, the woman in the skirt suddenly had a bit of annoyed expression on her face.

Probably out of resentment why he had the luck to climb the big tree of "Mr. Ye".

Su Qi hadn't participated in this kind of plot before, so he immediately felt a little exciting and was gearing up to start substituting the plot. The next moment, another girl had already unpacked her clothes and hung them neatly on the bamboo hanger.

"Okay." The girl said, "You can wear them in order, don't wear them in the wrong order."

This is a kind reminder, if the girl's tone is not so obviously disdainful.

Su Qi didn't say anything, just nodded, and after the two girls got out of the screen, they took off and changed their clothes.

A few minutes later, Su Qi pushed aside the screen and walked out. Two girls were talking in a low voice. Hearing the sound, they looked towards Su Qi. For a moment, both of them were stunned.

Su Qi raised his wrist and was buttoning his sleeves without looking at the two of them.

Su Qi's wrist was raised in the air, his skin was cold and white, his knuckles were protruding, his wrist was only an inch, but it was as beautiful as a work of art.

There was no disdain or jealousy on the faces of the two of them at all, but an expression of ecstasy.

"You look good in Xu She's clothes." Another girl stood aside, blushing and said, "Boss Ye will definitely like it."

Su Qi smiled: "Really? President Ye likes it?"

"Correct!"

The woman in the skirt had her heart beating wildly and couldn't speak at all.

Su Qi was noncommittal, buttoned his cuffs, and walked slowly to the mirror behind the screen, not looking at the two blushing people whose legs were too weak to stand still.

Sitting in front of the mirror, Su Qi glanced at his t-shirt, which had been neatly hung up just now, from the corner of his eye, fiddled with the broken hair on his forehead, and said, "Don't touch my clothes."

Two people: "?"

Su Qi bared his teeth: "Otherwise, you will lose everything."

After Su Qi finished speaking, he raised his neck, casually closed his tie, and ended it under his Adam's apple, rubbing it lightly, and his Adam's apple became powdery.

Su Qi tidied up his clothes and walked out.

"Then it's settled." Xu took a pen to sign on a piece of paper, and pushed the paper back to Ye Chishang.

Ye Chishang nodded, picked up the long-necked teapot, and just poured a cup for Xu She, when he heard footsteps not far away.

It is the figure of leather shoes stepping on the wooden floor.

Ye Chishang sat up straight in an instant, raised his neck, and looked in the direction where Su Qi went to change his clothes just now.

Xu She didn't look over there, but picked up the teacup first, took a sip, and looked at Ye Chishang's side with interest - it's really rare to see people who can make Mr. Ye so nervous and looking forward to it.

A few seconds later, a white figure walked out from among the layers of bamboo.

Ye Chishang's pupils suddenly dilated, and he waved his hand subconsciously, the tea set that had just been put down fell to the side, and light-colored tea swept out.

"Hey, Mr. Ye—" Xu She quickly grabbed the piece of paper, frantically looking for toilet paper, "The contract is wet!"

Ye Chishang didn't even look at Xu She, let alone the unlucky contract, he was sitting upright by the side table, looking at Su Qi motionlessly.

Su Qi stood in front of the green bamboo, his long legs wrapped in white suit pants were straight and slender, and the suit jacket was hard to show his figure, but Su Qi could vaguely reveal his thin waist when he wore it, and...

The slender waist is down, and when the back is straight, it naturally raises a beautiful arc...

Su Qiming didn't show anything, he was wrapped tightly in a suit, his eyes looked into the distance, and his eyes were even more calm and indifferent.

It seems that there is no desire, but on the contrary, it is like this, which makes people...

Two strange temperaments of abstinence and seductiveness mixed in Su Qi's body. Su Qi stretched out his hand, pushed his tie, lowered his eyelashes, looked at Ye Chishang, and smiled.

In an instant.

Ye Chishang had only one thought in his head.

He wants to drive everyone out of here.

Then, he personally peeled off the suit that Su Qi had just put on, one by one.