President of Chuancheng Entertainment

A group of people came to the side hall in a mighty manner, except for a few big bosses and children from various families, they were all young people in their twenties, and the elders deliberately arranged for them.

Song Yu didn't expect the situation to turn out like this.

He silently followed behind the team, feeling the eyes from all directions, like meat falling into the mouth of wolves, tigers and leopards, and fish being slaughtered on the chopping board.

There is a long table in the side hall. As soon as Song Yu walked over, he heard someone calling him, "Xiaoyu, sit here."

Listening to the owner of the voice, Xi Xun looked at him with a smile.

Song Yu looked up over there, but was blocked by Xie Junyi on his left. He took the initiative to lean down and put one hand on the back of his neck, "Go over and try?"

"...I won't go there."

Only then did Xie Junyi let go of him, grabbed his hand and put it on the seat next to him, sitting on his left as he should.

In the end, he smiled provocatively and said, "Second Master Xi, you don't mind, do you?"

Song Yu lowered her head, a group of inexplicable people...

He raised his hand sullenly, forked a piece of fruit, and ate it unhappy.

Looking up again, the fruit platter was already placed in front of him, and Xia Chen sat on his right, "Why, are you upset?"

Song Yu lowered his voice, "Did you bring me here on purpose?"

"I admit that I know Xie Junyi is here." Xia Chen helped him fork a piece of fruit, "Don't be angry."

Song Yu didn't pick it up, and forked an apple by himself, "Why are my big men so angry, I don't like them."

"Do you like me?"

Xia Chen looked at him fixedly when he said this, "This answer is very important to me."

Song Yu pursed her lower lip, "I never liked you."

Xia Chen was silent for a while, "Yes, I guessed it a long time ago... But you don't hate me, do you?"

"If I say yes, will I give you the idea of ​​hope again, which is too tiring."

Song Yu paused, "You know very well that my feelings for you are far from liking, so don't waste your time."

Xia Chen lazily leaned on the back of the chair, "It's okay, it's still far away from liking, so let's walk slowly, keep walking, and one day we will arrive."

Song Yu raised the corners of her lips helplessly, "You are really persistent."

Then someone said, "Let's play a game."

Although it is stressful to let a group of big guys play games with them, it is better than watching the big guys laugh at each other.

The rules of the game are simple...

Fix a topic, everyone writes their own answers on paper, folds them up and hands them in.

After shuffling, each person randomly draws a card.

Guess the owner of this note based on the answer.

Guess wrong and drink.

The rules are simple and easy to learn. The first round of questions is very bad, but it can't be said that it is not fun.

Write down the name of the person you like.

Without even thinking about it, Song Yu wrote the word "Nothing" in big letters on the paper.

Then throw it in the middle of the table.

After all the notes are collected, they start to be shuffled and randomly selected by each person.

Randomly picked up a folded note and came back, as if peeking at someone else's little secret, opened the note excitedly, "..."

Whoops, he actually took back his original note.

Going down the round in order, the first one is Xi Yan.

Everyone looked at him with more fear. He looks cold and distant, and he has a cold aura all over his body.

He unfolded the note in his hand and handed it out on the table.

Everyone stretched their necks and saw the scrawled handwriting on it, only two words were written - Song Yu.

Song Yu sat a little far away, and heard them "ohhhhhh" and then looked at him teasingly, "The person involved is still here!"

After being reminded, he stood up, and...as expected, he saw his name written on it.

His face was a little awkward for a while, but he had a habitual active atmosphere, "I guess some pretty sister likes me."

Xi Yan said the name lightly, but unfortunately guessed wrong.

Everyone was extremely sorry, and almost knew who the real owner of this note was.

Xi Yan took a full glass of wine, the beer alcohol was not high, he frowned, raised his hand and drank it all, the arc of his chin reaching his collarbone when he raised his head was imaginative.

This person would guess wrong, and sure enough, the boss is just like ordinary people.

Then something unexpected happened.

Four pieces of paper were opened in a row, and the names on them were all - Song Yu.

Xi Yan, Xie Junyi, and Xia Chen all guessed wrong as if on purpose, and everyone was given a fine drink.

An invisible undercurrent flowed between the few people.

Xie Junyi served a glass of wine to toast Xi Yan, "Mr. Xi is not only a good entrepreneur, but also respectful as a brother and friend. I am very envious."

I really can't tell,

The two brothers robbed a man who was the one who called them brother earlier.

What an irony.

Xi Yan picked up the wine glass lightly, "Thank you, but there are some relationships, so I can't envy you."

For the fifth person, it was Song Yu's turn.

Just when everyone thought they would see the familiar name again, he unfolded the note, "Sorry, good luck, I got my own note."

In the middle of the note, there is a big word "nothing".

Like the response to the previous four notes, everyone understood, it turned out that the bosses didn't chase anyone.

Looking at the young man's eyes with a little more respect, he would be very satisfied if he was given any one of these big bosses, so he can't be tempted.

For the next few questions, Song Yu had no luck at the beginning. He drank several glasses of beer in succession.

Finally feeling a little dizzy, he stood up and went to the bathroom.

Just after he came out of the bathroom, a helper with a familiar face called him, "Mr. Song, our wife wants to discuss something with you."

Song Yu raised his eyebrows and followed him to a room.

Walking in, Mrs. Xi, Shen Qing, was wearing a cheongsam, sitting gracefully on the sofa, "You're here."

"I don't know what Madam Xi asked me for."

Song Yu approached unhurriedly, Shen Qing looked him up and down, he really looked good, no wonder he was attractive.

Then he said, "Did you have a good time at night?"

Song Yu thought about it, if not for these big shots, he should be happy.

"Of course, thanks for the hospitality."

"However, I'm not very happy..."

Shen Qing sighed lightly, and seemed to have noticed that he was still standing, "Sit down and talk."

Song Yu sat down and said bluntly, "Mrs. Xi, if you need anything, just speak up."

Shen Qing laughed, "It really doesn't take much effort to talk to you."

She took out a check from her bag, "Here is 5000 million, leave my son."

"..."

Song Yu looked at the check silently, then at Shen Qing, didn't this kind of plot appear in romance dramas...

And, auntie, if you don't tell me clearly, how would I know which son left you.

"Why, isn't there enough here?"

Shen Qing was a little displeased, "Young man, you should know how to be content."

"Mrs. Xi, your son and I..."

"You want to say that you and him really love each other? It's a pity that you are a boy, and our Xi family will not accept you."

"Well... What I want to say is that your son and I are really just ordinary friends, that's all."

Shen Qing stiffened, "It's best for you to think like this, after all I only have a son like Xiao Xun."

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that Shen Qing was not Xi Yan's biological mother.

Usually no one would take the initiative to bring up this kind of rich gossip, so even though he had stayed in Xi's house, he didn't understand it.

Shen Qing found that his words were wrong, and quickly added, "I don't need to worry about that child Xi Yan, only Xiao Xun needs to worry about it."

"Madam Xi, don't worry, I won't have any unreasonable thoughts about your son."

When Song Yu came out with a check, he counted the zeros on it, and he couldn't help feeling overwhelmed. If he exchanged 5000 million in cash, he could smash ten seats to death.

Hey, it would be great if it was really his.

He walked to the door of the side hall and pushed open the door.

Quietly walked to Xi Xun's side, reached out and tapped his shoulder, "I have something for you."

Mysterious.

The point is that he went out for a walk just now, and the wind, knife, frost and sword scraped his skin inexplicably powdery.

It looks like it's blushing.

This move is more like some ulterior secret.

In the gazebo where the night is as cool as water,

Xi Xun was a little drunk, looking at the young man who was one size smaller than himself, "Is there anything for me?"

Song Yu handed over the check, "Your mother seems to have misunderstood our relationship."

"What is this?"

He took it over and looked at it, and was stunned, "What... did she misunderstand?"

"She said let me take the check and leave you, and that's what she meant in a nutshell."

Song Yu spread his hands helplessly, "You know, our unscrupulous doubles will of course accept the check as soon as they come in."

"Then why are you paying me back?"

"This is 5000 million yuan, not 5000 yuan," Song Yu said again, "How dare I accept it."

Song Yu waved at him, "Let's not meet alone in the future, I've already left Mrs. Xi's phone number, she's a strong and beautiful lady."

He turned around, put his hands in his pockets, raised his feet and thought again, "By the way, there are still things I haven't returned to you."

He took off the earring, "This maple leaf, no matter how beautiful it blooms, will always fall after the season passes."

Slowly took Xi Xun's hand with his left hand, loosened the palm of his right hand, and the earring fell into the palm, pushing his fingers to close the palm.

His long and narrow eyes were dimly lit, and his voice was dry and hoarse, "Why..."

"I hate when people threaten me."

These words finally dissipated in the night wind, Xi Xun stood in the gazebo, the leaves rustled, and the person had already left in front of him.

He used to think that he couldn't compare to his eldest brother's background, but in matters of relationship, besides I like him, the most important thing is that he also likes me.

Xi Xun didn't find the right direction from the beginning.

Song Yu found a substitute driver and waited outside with Xia Chen.

The two stood under the big tree at the door waiting for the bus, surrounded by young masters who were preparing for the second half.

"What do you want him for?" Xia Chen asked

Song Yu rubbed her hands in the cold wind, "It's nothing, I lost 5000 million just now, and my heart hurts."

The lights were bright, the neon lights on the trees were shaken by the wind, and the young masters who were neatly packed in the cars waved to them, "Let's go have fun together."

He folded his hands like an old man, "No, it's cold, go back and wrap up the quilt."

At this time, an extremely vivid figure walked out of the mansion, and the lights only cast a dreamlike feeling on him.

The half-drunk young men yelled, "Hey, isn't that Mr. Xi?"

"Could it be that he also has an appointment at night?"

Someone patted him, "Are you thinking about farting?"

Mr. Xi keeps his body clean and never enters sensual places, okay?

"Hey, by the way, Song Yu hasn't left yet."

Dozens of pairs of eyes turned to him, Song Yu hurriedly cast aside, "It has nothing to do with me..."

Before the words could finish, Xi Yan came over and stopped in front of him, "Here."

He was carrying a down jacket and a scarf.

"what?"

Song Yu pointed to herself, "For me?"

Xi Yan nodded.

"No, I'll go back by car right away..."

The warm and fragrant scarf fell down and stuck to his neck. Xi Yan carefully wrapped it up for him, "As an assistant, this is a job obligation."