After the change, the stand-in and the second male ran away [Transmigration Book]

The office was empty and no one was there. Qiu Zhuo walked around and looked in the rest room, but he didn't even see Rong Zehuai's shadow.

It stands to reason that it is working hours now, it is impossible for Rong Zehuai not to be in the office.

Qiu Zhuo put down the things in his hand, went to look outside again, and ran into a little secretary who came to hand in the form.

"Where's your boss Rong?" Qiu Zhuo smiled softly at her.

The little girl just came to work, and she only heard about Qiu Zhuo and Rong Zehuai in the news, when she suddenly met the real person, she was a little flustered: "Ah, ah, Mr. Rong...he took his assistant out this morning, but he didn't say where he was going. "

"Really?" Qiu Zhuo nodded, and took out his phone to send a message to his assistant.

After the little secretary handed in the form, she had to tidy up the internal affairs of the office. She couldn't let go of her movements, and glanced at Qiu Zhuo shyly. She felt that this person was much more attractive than what she saw on TV, and her heart was pounding.

"I heard that you have been working overtime recently, are you busy?" Seeing that she was a little nervous, Qiu Zhuo chatted while sending messages.

"Uh, I'm a bit busy." The little secretary lowered his eyes to sort out the documents, "I've been in meetings from morning to night recently, and the whole company is a bit battered."

"?" Qiu Zhuo raised his head and frowned while looking at his phone, "Are you busy with a project?" He remembered that he didn't seem to have anything particularly important to do after going public. Could it be that Rong Zehuai applied for another project?

Seeing Qiu Zhuo being so gentle and kind, and also having a close relationship with his boss, the little secretary tidied up, her mouth was a little disobedient, and she confessed all at once.

Qiu Zhuo's expression became more solemn as he listened, and he didn't even know that the screen of the phone was off.

The little girl was a little slow to realize that she had talked too much, and apologized repeatedly.

"...It's okay." Qiu Zhuo's heart was in a mess, Rong Zehuai's various abnormal behaviors in the past few days were connected together, as if everything had an answer.

But, why didn't Rong Zehuai tell him about such an important matter?

Is it better to hide it from him?

Qiu Zhuo sat there blankly, half of his mind was unbelievable, half of which was anger and distress that gradually came to him.

The door was closed quietly, and the little secretary left after tidying up. Qiu Zhuo came back to his senses and sat on the sofa in the office blankly.

The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is bright, and when it comes in, the whole space looks bright and spacious.

Qiu Zhuo followed the sunlight and looked out the window, and saw the eye-catching sign on the Rongsheng Building opposite.

When I came here before, why didn’t I pay attention to @燕@儿@投@狐意?

Qiu Zhuo stood up slowly and walked to Rong Zehuai's chair.

Looking at it from this angle, Rongsheng is like an insurmountable mountain, pressing on top of Rong Zehuai from the beginning to the end.

Qiu Zhuo slowly stroked the chair.Why did you choose Jian Jia to be directly opposite Rong Sheng?When Rong Zehuai sits here every day, will he often be out of breath?

The phone suddenly turned on at this time, and Qiu Zhuo slowly regained his thoughts.

On the screen was a message from the assistant, saying that Mr. Rong was busy outside and would come back to have dinner with Mr. Qiu in the evening.

Qiu Zhuo pondered for a while, then edited a line of message and sent it.

——I know everything, you tell me when Rong Zehuai is free, and I will go find him myself.

The assistant was silent for a while, as if struggling and hesitating.

A few minutes later, the assistant sent the time and location.

——Mr. Qiu, Mr. Rong has been suffering a lot recently.I hope you can persuade him when you see him.

Qiu Zhuo replied, put away his phone, and looked up at Rong Zehuai's office.His eyes flicked over Rongsheng's eye-catching signboard, and he fixed on the group photo of the two of them on the table. He reached out to touch it, and said to himself, "What do you want me to do?" .”

The wheels rolled by, raising clouds of dust.

Qiu Zhuo came over according to the message sent by his assistant, and looked at this low-key private place curiously.

"Do you have an appointment?" The pretty lady at the front desk smiled politely at him, but her body blocked the entrance.

"Ah, here." Qiu Zhuo reported the number given to him by his assistant, and the receptionist nodded, took a few steps back, and stretched out his hand as an invitation gesture, "The equipment is in the room on the right, if you need to change clothes If so, please follow the guide in front, he will take you there. The shooting guide is at the entrance of the basement, you can choose as you like."

Qiu Zhuo nodded, but he didn't enter any room, and walked straight to the basement.

As the footsteps deepened, the sound of shooting became clearer and clearer.

The equipment collided, dust flew up, and the targets were knocked down one by one.

The person who was shooting seemed to be in a very impatient mood, and it was almost a target that fell down, followed by the sound of changing bombs.

Qiu Zhuo stood there looking at Rong Zehuai's back for a while, but didn't make a sound, just watched quietly.

When Rong Zehuai was shooting, he had a violent temperament, as if he wanted to shoot out all the suppressed negative emotions with the bullets.

The sound of the shell casing falling to the ground was crisp, and Rong Zehuai's chest heaved violently.

In the interview that just ended in the morning, those people told him very clearly that they could not refuse the benefits offered by Rongsheng.Some even hinted to Rong Zehuai over and over again, saying that if they want Jian Jia to continue to live, Rong Sheng should be annexed as early as possible, so as not to go to war here.

Why?

Why should Jian Jia, who he created and supported, let Rong Zizhen annex him?

Does everyone think that he is just Rong Zi's true foil from the beginning to the end?

An illegitimate child who can't do great things and only relies on blood?

The scar on the middle finger seemed to be aching again.

Rong Zehuai gritted his teeth and threw the gun aside viciously. He turned around and wanted to pick other weapons.

At this moment, Rong Zehuai suddenly caught a glimpse of Qiu Zhuo standing on the steps.

The expression on his face froze.

Qiu Zhuo looked at him for a while, then slowly walked down the steps.

There was light at the entrance of the basement, and Qiu Zhuo seemed to come out of the light, walking towards him step by step.

Rong Zehuai's tense muscles eased, and the unwillingness and resentment in his heart seemed to be slowly soothed by Qiu Zhuo's appearance at this moment.

Qiu Zhuo stepped down the last step, then reached out and hugged him gently.

Rong Zehuai froze, but his body gradually relaxed.It seemed that all the restless things in the world disappeared with this one hug.

This hug has infinite energy.

Rong Zehuai threw away the gloves, leaned on Qiu Zhuo's shoulders loosely, sniffed the smell of his shoulders and neck greedily, wrapped his arms around him tightly, as if he was holding the treasure bestowed on him by the world.

This place should obviously be just a place for Rong Zehuai to vent his negative energy, and it should only bear his pain and suffering.But now that Qiu Zhuo appeared, he saw his appearance, knew what he wanted to hide, but still reached out and hugged him.

Rong Zehuai closed his eyes.

"I didn't say anything when I came here. I wanted to go to your office to surprise you." Qiu Zhuo spoke first, with a gentle and calm tone, as if he was just chatting with the person in front of him about today's weather.

"Yeah." Rong Zehuai didn't want to speak at this time, he was afraid that if he spoke, his emotions would be uncontrollably vented.

"It's quite high-end here, won't you get a lot of money once you come here?" Qiu Zhuo intentionally moved the topic away, and patted Rong Zehuai's back lightly.

"It was driven by a friend." Rong Zehuai walked down Qiu Zhuo's steps, and the person in his arms seemed to give him the greatest courage.

"I bought something for you when I came here, and I don't know if it fits." Qiu Zhuo searched in his pocket, and then carefully took out a small box.

He pushed Rong Zehuai's shoulders away, then handed the small box to his eyes, and slowly opened it.

A silver ring lay quietly inside the black velvet box.

Rong Zehuai opened his eyes wide.

"The thing about Gu Hanrun reminded me last time." Qiu Zhuo didn't seem to see Rong Zehuai's surprised expression at all, and continued talking to himself, "If I don't catch you earlier, I'm afraid someone will snatch it away."

"Stretch out your hand." Qiu Zhuo said.

Rong Zehuai stared at the ring closely, stretched out his hand obediently, and watched Qiu Zhuo slowly put it on his right middle finger.

Light and delicate, it just covered the scar.

The warning scar left in childhood was covered up by Qiu Zhuo with love, and it became something that Rong Zehuai would smile when he thought about it.

"Very good." After Qiu Zhuo helped him put it on, he raised his head and smiled at Rong Zehuai, then leaned over and rubbed the tip of his nose, "You are not allowed to take it off after wearing it, I want you to think of me every day when you see this ring... ..."

"Also, this kiss."

Qiu Zhuo held Rong Zehuai's neck and kissed his lips on tiptoe.

Rong Zehuai stared blankly at Qiu Zhuo in front of him, and wanted to say something, but found that thousands of words were blocked in his heart, and he couldn't even utter a single word.

"My play is also finished, and now I have a lot of time to spend with you. So you'd better be acquainted and report everything to me, otherwise I will run away with my things and let you chase after all the hard work. once."

Rong Zehuai was still stunned for a second, but now he laughed out loud after hearing it.

He leaned on Qiu Zhuo's shoulder, laughing so that his whole body shook, but his hands hugged Qiu Zhuo more and more tightly.

"Okay...okay." Rong Zehuai's delicate kisses fell on Qiu Zhuo's cheek and forehead.

"I know everything. Do you really think you can hide it from me for a long time? Or does Mr. Rong think that I am a young actor and I am not worthy to bear this matter with Mr. Rong?" Qiu Zhuo did not hide, and gently held Rong Zehuai hand, squeeze it once and for all.

"No, not at all." Rong Zehuai held Qiu Zhuo's face and said seriously, "I'm just afraid that if you think I'm going to collapse, you won't be with me."

"If you dump me, I can find another one at will, but I can't lose you."

Qiu Zhuo almost laughed angrily at him, "Where is this going?" He took Rong Zehuai's hand, made him look directly at the ring he just put on, and said, "Did you see it? Anyway, my Things are always mine, don’t even think about taking them away from others.”

Rong Zehuai closed his eyes and nodded, his lips moved, and whispered in Qiu Zhuo's ear: "Got it...I love you."

Qiu Zhuo also calmed down, put his arms around Rong Zehuai's neck and responded: "...Me too."

The author has something to say: shy.

The author likes to write some vulgar plots where the building will collapse and the protagonists heal each other.