President of Chuancheng Entertainment

After all, it was past two o'clock.

Song Yu's biological clock told him that he needed to rest, and he withdrew from Xi Yan's arms, yawning in a distorted manner.

Tears welled up in the corner of his eyes.

"Okay, go to bed quickly if you are tired."

Song Yu nodded, really sleepy.

When he returned to his room, he did not slump on the bed as soon as he entered, and he was so sleepy that his eyelids twitched even after simple washing.

As soon as he touched the bed, he fell into a deep sleep.

In the other room, Xi Yan was resting his arm on his pillow, not feeling sleepy for a long time, and his eyes were deep.

After lying like this for more than half an hour, he got up and put on his slippers, and the sound of splashing water came from the bathroom.

The next morning, Song Yu could barely get up.

When Xi Yan came to knock on the door, he was still playing chess with Duke Zhou. He heard a sound in a daze, and he turned over...and continued to sleep.

Xi Yan knocked on the door several times, but there was no movement inside. He asked, "Xiaoyu, did I go in?"

There was silence and stillness inside.

Xi Yan finally twisted open the door, walked in, and saw the young man who was still sleeping soundly with the quilt in his arms. He twisted the gray quilt into strips, and his pajamas climbed up, revealing his white waist like jade.

Still muttering something, Xi Yan leaned over to listen, "The daily limit is up, hehe."

Xi Yan: "..."

It's hard work for him to make money even in his dreams.

Xi Yan still wanted him to sleep more, but it was getting late, so he reached out and shook Song Yu's shoulder, "Xiaoyu, get up."

Song Yu didn't open her eyes, and murmured aggrievedly, "I won't go, I don't want to go to a relative's house, and I'm not an orphan."

Xi Yan paused.

"Why did you just leave me behind... You clearly agreed to come back and see me, liar..."

In the dream, Song Yu only saw the sky full of fog, and the funeral in black and white. He was a little boy holding a white bouquet, and everyone was talking about words such as "inheritance" and "foster care" fiercely.

Another mean woman bent over and said to him, "Why didn't you go with them."

The little one raised his head and asked, "Auntie, what do you mean by going?"

……

"Song Yu, Song Yu, wake up..."

A cold voice kept calling him, and the surrounding scene began to collapse, and the dense fog in the sky could no longer be seen.

The light shone in blindingly, Song Yu squinted his eyes, but his consciousness was not fully awake yet.

Seeing Xi Yan's nervous expression, Song Yu asked in a daze, "Why are you here?"

Xi Yan didn't speak, and pressed him firmly into his arms.

Song Yu, who had just woken up, didn't even know where to put her hands, so she could only gently stick them on his back, resting her chin on Xi Yan's shoulder.

Slowly I remembered that I had this dream again just now.

It's been a long time since I dreamed about my parents' death, probably because I didn't have a good rest last night.

Over the years, this kind of dream will always haunt him, so it's good to get used to it, after all, so many years have passed.

……

Xi's Financial here.

"Pleasant to work with."

feather.

creek.

alone.

Family.

Two middle-aged men shook hands with smiles on their faces, and the newly signed contract was placed on the table.

After sending away the game company's clients, a subordinate immediately brought tea, "Mr. Wang, your trick is really clever. You just snatched away the big client from Song Yu!"

Mr. Wang is the person in charge of Xi's Finance. He took the teacup from his subordinate, "Of course, how can a small company like Fenghuo fight against us? Are they as rich in capital as we are?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Wang, when he goes to the head office, he hopes to support me and let me have a drink of soup."

Mr. Wang was triumphant: "It's easy to say."

How can he sit in this position without any means?

The subordinate said again, "The news of our cooperation with the game company must have been known by Fenghuo. I heard that they recently held a birthday party for Mr. Song..."

Mr. Wang was in a nest with him, why didn't he know what he meant, and immediately said, "Since it's Mr. Song's birthday party, of course we have to go over and express it."

After all, how can such a good opportunity be missed if you let your opponent lose face in public?

On the day of the birthday party.

In the seaside villa area, Song Yu hasn't been here for a long time.

Although it is winter, many evergreen trees are still planted, and the people who bought it carefully hung balloons and ribbons of various colors on them.

All the way to the villa area.

Entering the door is a seven-story big cake, various champagne towers, and well-prepared seats and chairs.

When Song Yu came in, he saw the battle and grabbed the second child, "Why are you so careful in preparing for this year?"

When speaking, he pressed down on the weak shoulder of the second child in a threatening manner.

How dare the second child lie, and truthfully said: "President Xi came here one day in advance to prepare."

After speaking, he bumped Song Yu's arm, "Look at how serious he is."

Song Yu followed his fingers to look over, and saw Xi Yan's shirt cuffs rolled up to his forearms, some compulsively adjusting the position of the balloon, trying to make the happy birthday on the wall more harmonious.

The second child complained again: "I knew it was a birthday party, but people who didn't know thought it was a proposal scene."

Song Yu glared at him, "Are you begging for a fight?"

"No, I'm serious." The second child lowered his voice again, "You saw that the CEO personally prepared your birthday, and you were not so moved? Did you not like him at all?"

"That's enough for you, do you want to change careers and become a matchmaker?"

There were not many seats for the birthday party this time, and every inviter was a relative or friend Song Yu was familiar with, such as Mr. Wang, and found that there were no invitations at all.

But people are shameless and invincible.

Mr. Wang still came with his dog legs.

Before entering the door, he was stopped at the security office until someone came to inform Song Yu.

"Why did this water fish come here?"

The second child felt a little guilty, "Could it be that he found out that we cheated on him before?"

"It's none of our business, he signed the contract himself, go out and have a look, maybe he can make another profit."

Second child: "..."

Mr. Wang waited in the security booth until his mouth was dry, and the security guard didn't even pour himself a glass of water. He was indeed an employee of a small company with no quality at all!

At this time, a golf cart came leisurely, and Song Yu got off the seat.

The two were polite, and Mr. Wang smirked and said, "Today is Mr. Song's birthday, and we came here specially to visit."

The second child asked: "Do you two have an invitation letter?"

"..." Boss Wang was a little impatient at this moment, and his tone was a bit of a squeeze, "Could it be Boss Song's birthday, and I don't even give me the face to congratulate him?"

Song Yu's heart: no.

On the surface, he stopped the second child, and said kindly: "Mr. Wang needs an invitation letter when he is coming. You said earlier that we would definitely open the door to welcome you."

These words were very useful to Mr. Wang, he wished he could raise his chin to the sky.

This Song Yu is quite acquainted.

But as soon as they walked into the hall, someone came up to collect the gift money.

"Hi sir, is the gift money paid by card or by check?"

Mr. Wang looked confused, "Cash is not allowed?"

And who would accept the gift money so unceremoniously as soon as they come up, isn't it based on personal preference? ?

Song Yu said in a flattering tone just now, "It's like this, our gift money is [-] yuan per person, and it may be difficult for you to use cash."

Mr. Wang:? ? ?

He couldn't believe it, "Many, how much?"

"Including the gentleman next to you, the total is 20 :)" Song Yu made up the knife, "Do you still want to use cash?"

Mr. Wang: ...This is a money grab.

The bank balance was successful - 20, Mr. Wang was so upset that he gave a shit, what kind of bad idea did he come up with!

The dog leg has another idea: we can grab his clients later.

Mr. Wang patted his half-bald head, what a great idea.

So the two squatted secretly in the corner, waiting for Song Yu's client to appear.

Song Yu and the second child looked at their confused behavior, "Aren't they tired of squatting in the corner?"

"Actually, I don't understand what they are here for. Anyway, the entrance fee is charged, so they don't think this corner is a bit expensive."

Then Song Yu gradually became busy and forgot about the existence of these two people.

Teachers, classmates, friends and individual relatives - such as his aunt.

It's okay to deal with other people. As soon as his aunt came up, he grabbed Song Yu and asked, "Xiaoyu, where is the girl you mentioned on the phone? Show my aunt."

Song Yu could only give her a sloppy look, "Don't look for it, it's not here, let me take you to see the newly transplanted flowers?"

"Come on less, use this excuse every time."

Song Yu chuckled, "Then you cooperate with me every time."

Mr. Wang squatted in the corner for two hours, but none of his colleagues came. This Song Yu was simply poisonous, and he really didn't invite clients.

Moreover, why don't others give gift money!

At this time, a figure he was looking forward to finally stepped into the banquet hall, wearing a handsome suit, and hurried in.

Mr. Wang didn't expect such a big man as Xie Junyi to come, his brain became hot, and he greeted him with a smile all over his face.

Pushed away mercilessly by Xie Junyi, he also added a sentence, "Weigh the surface area below, don't be a human-shaped roadblock."

Song Yu was pushing his aunt to the backyard, Xie Junyi called him from behind, "Xiaoyu."

Xie Junyi stopped in front of the two of them, full of the modesty of a junior, "Auntie, you have such a good temperament, and this new set from the x family is very suitable for your elegant and noble spirit."

Song Yu glanced at Xie Junyi in surprise. As the boss of an entertainment company, these compliments are all set.

Coaxing his aunt to cover her mouth and laugh, "Xiaoyu, can this gentleman introduce you?"

Before he could speak, Xie Junyi smiled willfully, "Auntie, I'm Song Yu's boyfriend."

Song Yu:? ? ?

What the hell, he looked at his aunt nervously, "Don't listen to his nonsense, his name is Xie Junyi, and he is a business partner."

The aunt suddenly got serious: "Don't lie to me not to go online, I know that's not what my boyfriend meant."

Song Yu: ...you are quite trendy.

She waved to Xie Junyi, "Come here, my child."

Inexplicably, the two held hands and whispered something in a low voice, and finally Xie Junyi took out a gift box from his pocket.

Song Yu heard the last sentence.

"—I have all the wedding rings ready."

... What are these two dreaming about?

Mr. Wang stood in the middle of the banquet hall and beat him up again, telling you to grab a client, and you will go back with a wave of your hand.

But the dog leg held him back: "Mr. Wang, wait a minute, see if the man holding the flowerpot over there looks like Mr. Xi."

"Mr. Xi, are you crazy? How could Mr. Xi hold the flowerpot here—"

Damn, it's really Xi Yan! ?