Yuji hits the big boss

The Zhou family's year-end reception collided with the [-]-day feast of the Xie family's triplets Jinsun. It happened to be the same day. Song Xiaochen was a little depressed. He had important things to do. If he went to Jiang Bai's side, things would be delayed. He I can’t thank you and the Zhou family for changing the date of the banquet, so I can only adjust it by myself and sacrifice one side. Song Xiaochen thought about it and went to Jiang Bai’s house in the morning, first gave the gift and gift money, and looked at the three Baby, just tell Jiang Bai that you may not be able to make it through the night, and you have work to do.

Jiang Bai is very considerate, he didn't think too much about it, and asked Song Xiaochen to pay attention to his body, and then get together when he was done with work.

So Song Xiaochen felt relieved and went to the Zhou Group's reception.

The Zhou family is different from the Xie family. The Xie family specializes in hotel chains. It was only when Xie Zheng took over the rights of the Xie Group that they began to diversify. , Later Zhou Yuan's father, Zhou Qunrui, entered the media industry again, but Zhou Yuan himself was more interested in financial investment and manufacturing, so people from all walks of life came to the year-end reception. speechless.

What's more, Zhou Yuan's foreign companies accounted for more than half, so the people who came here were all kinds of people.

In terms of hair color alone, there are black, yellow, chestnut, white, red, variegated (dyed)...

Eye color is also a big global party, black, blue, green, gray, yellow...

In addition to Chinese, English, French and other common accents, there are many Song Xiaochen who can't tell which language they are from.

This year is different from previous years. The old chairman Zhou Qunrui got better from his illness, so the Zhou family added a celebration. In fact, it seemed that the Zhou family members were not very happy in their hearts, but no one showed it on the surface.

In front of so many employees and relatives, Zhou Yuan didn't get angry with his old father, and both of them had a hypocritical appearance of loving father and son.

In fact, relatively speaking, Zhou Qunrui, who is a father, is more sincere, but Zhou Yuan, an unfilial son, doesn't appreciate it.

Song Xiaochen also came, but he didn't show up, because there were too many people, and the upper and lower floors were full. Once he entered the hall, Zhou Yuan couldn't find Song Xiaochen, so he had to go to his own business first and talk about it later.

Zhao Ping looked at Zhou Yuan and Zhou Qunrui talking very close together, her teeth were about to bleed, she was a woman with little ability, she had fought hard between their father and son for decades, but she still couldn't win for her son. What, now that the old man woke up, the first thing he thought of was reconciliation with his son, how could he vomit blood without being angry.

But what can she do?Zhou Yuan is so young and powerful, even if he finds a man, no one in the Zhou family can do anything about him, even if she, Zhao Ping, wants to strangle them to death, there is nothing she can do.

There were so many guests today, she really wanted to just shout out in public: Zhou Yuan is a damn gay!

It would be quicker to ruin Zhou Yuan's reputation like this, but Zhao Ping felt that she would die sooner, and would be beaten to death by Zhou Qinyuan's immortal old man with a stick and thrown out in the hall.So Zhao Ping felt that she still had to forbear and look for another chance.

Song Xiaochen also saw Zhao Ping, and he was too lazy to talk to her. This woman rushed to Zhou Yuan's house to drive him away that day, but failed. Yesterday, she spent money on the street to find a naughty woman who looked like a shabby settler to humiliate him in the downtown area. embarrass him.

This is a noble and glamorous wealthy lady, who usually looks dignified and generous, but has a vicious gut in her bones.

Song Xiaochen touched the miniature camera in his pocket, turned around and left, he had more important things to do, and he was not interested in playing house fights with these old ladies here.

Since Zhou Yuan revealed his relationship with Song Xiaochen to his grandfather, he has not continued to keep it a secret. Many people in the Zhou Group know about their relationship, which annoys Song Xiaochen quite a bit, because a paparazzi with an eye-catching appearance is already enough It's troublesome, now he still has such an ambiguous relationship with an unusual focus person, which will greatly affect his work, and he will be recognized by others and even discussed in private wherever he goes.

Song Xiaochen has a thick skin and can pretend that other people's comments don't exist, but when he is working, he still doesn't want to be recognized. It is definitely not a good thing that the paparazzi becomes the focus.

But he couldn't give up this job, at least he couldn't give up until Zhang Qi quit the entertainment industry.So he can only work hard on make-up.

Wearing a wig, big black-rimmed glasses, powder, and the Chinese-style stand-up collar uniform of the waiter of Yuhuangyuan Hotel, black trousers and black cloth shoes, Song Xiaochen looked dull like a little waiter just getting started, barely People can recognize him as that handsome man with a touch of exotic style.

Of course, he was greeted by the foreman, otherwise such an idiot waiter would not lose face of Yuhuangyuan if he wanted to run around upstairs and downstairs?

Yuhuangyuan is the property of the Zhou family, the boss doesn't say anything, and the foreman is happy to give favors.

The crowd in the hall was surging, and there was a small commotion from time to time. It must be a big star from the media.

Song Xiaochen saw Zhang Qi rushing in, and when he got there, he was busy greeting Zhou's family, saying hello to the artists of the media company, and making friends with the CEOs of other companies under the Zhou family. people.

He knew that Zhang Qi would be a good man, but Song Xiaochen still felt that he had learned a lot from flying around like this.This person stayed in the Gobi desert for a long time, and then took over the filming of a heavyweight TV series. He looked very high-spirited and looked like a celebrity.

But when Zhang Qi saw Zhou Qingtian, the two still winked.

Song Xiaochen knew that the two must have made an appointment to go out for the night, but they didn't know where they would go, so they could only follow Zhang Qi.

Participants from Zhou's other industries are not so well-known, and they basically only watch, drink and chat next to each other, and they all have their own small circles, and their attitudes towards the handsome men and women in the media are also different. Some are envious and jealous and want to strike up a conversation, some are contemptuous, but each has its own position, and no one is left out in the cold.

Song Xiaochen walked among the crowd with a small camera in his pocket, and dragged a tray with several glasses of red wine in his hand, looking like a waiter.It's just that his eyes were looking around under the big black-rimmed glasses. Zhang Qi hadn't come yet, and he was a little tired. He was still hungry after dinner.

After going back and forth for a while, Song Xiaochen felt that he was very hungry, so he had to get out and go to the bar to put down the tray, and then went to the buffet to eat something, but he was dressed as a waiter, so it was not appropriate to eat so blatantly. Just pretending to get something for the guests, I used the tongs to hold a large plate full of food and quickly walked behind a pillar with no one around the corner.

Because he left in a hurry, he only came in time to get a small braised chicken leg, two deep-fried prawns and some cold dishes. The other dishes went down quickly, and the new dishes hadn't been replenished yet. The rice was on the other side. Did not get it.

And these dishes have been served for a while, although they are automatically kept warm, they are still not as hot as they were when they were just out of the pan, and they are not so delicious.

Alas, let's just make do with it first, Song Xiaochen sat on the marble pedestal next to the railing behind the pillar, took chopsticks and began to eat left and right.There wasn't much food, and he wanted to wait until he had finished eating to see if he could get some more.

"Do you want to try these? They are still hot." A man's voice said.

Song Xiaochen was frightened, raised his head abruptly, and heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately, he didn't recognize him, and it would be embarrassing for others to recognize him.

But people who don't know him will regard him as a waiter. It is a violation of discipline for a waiter to eat secretly. If someone files a complaint against him and the foreman arrests him, and his identity is exposed, it will be even more embarrassing.

Song Xiaochen slowly put the plate on the pedestal, wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "I didn't eat at night, my stomach hurts from hunger, please be merciful, don't tell others."

The person who came came smiled gentlemanly, with warm eyes, handed him the plate in his hand and said, "I won't make a small report, you should eat these while they are hot, I think the ones you ate are a bit cold .”

Song Xiaochen looked at the plate of steaming dishes. There were boiled fish, stewed beef, spicy fried crab, and a large piece of stewed bones. On the end was freshly served rice, which was so hot that it was hot to the touch.

Song Xiaochen originally wanted to finish his plate before taking it, but now he wanted to eat this one even more, so he took it without being polite and said, "Thank you." Then he started to eat.He was sure that this person would not sue, because judging from his appearance and temperament, he was definitely a high-level person, and he would not be so boring as to fight against a small person.So the plate of food handed over should be the pity of a bored person seeing the hungry waiter at the bottom.Just like he would lose a few dollars when he saw a poor beggar on the road.But now it is also a reality that many beggars have more money than him.

After wolfing down the contents of the two plates, Song Xiaochen quickly stood up to look at the commotion in the distance, and found that Zhou Qingtian was leaving with someone, so he quickly said sorry to the person next to him, and pretended to clean up the trash on the dining table He leaned over, and only after hearing them talk did he know that Zhou Qingtian was going to Xie's house to attend the hundred-day feast of Xie Zheng's three babies.

Song Xiaochen looked back at Zhang Qi again, and found that he was still chatting and laughing, so he didn't chase Zhou Qingtian, but only watched Zhang Qi's actions.

Zhang Qi turned around and walked back, as if he wanted to go to the bathroom, but Song Xiaochen knew that there was a small door for the kitchen staff to come in and out, so he followed with a stack of plates.

Song Xiaochen's car was in the parking lot at the back, and Zhang Qi also went to the parking lot. Watching Zhang Qi drive his bright yellow sports car out, Song Xiaochen showed up to drive his own car. Today he drove the one that Lin Feng often drove. A black car, relatively inconspicuous.

Today, Zhou’s annual meeting is held, there must be other media sneaking in, but it’s not certain whether they can catch up with Zhang Qi, because Song Xiaochen told Zhou Yuan all the tricks of journalists messing with access control, and it’s probably difficult to sneak in, so Song Xiaochen is probably the only one who can follow Zhang Qi now.One of his colleagues was blocking another celebrity in another place. Song Xiaochen thought that if Zhang Qi ran fast, he would call someone over to chase and intercept him. Anyway, he couldn't let him escape.

The building of the Zhou Group is located in a downtown area, and there are many cars and people, especially since the Chinese New Year is approaching, it is even more congested.Even a high-end sports car can't run fast, and can only move little by little with the car in front.

So when Zhang Qi drove the car outside an apartment under Zhou Qingtian's name, Song Xiaochen followed closely.

On a winter night, it was damp and cold, Song Xiaochen parked the car outside the apartment, turned off the engine and waited.The temperature inside the car dropped rapidly, and soon became similar to the temperature outside the car.

When it was almost midnight, Zhou Qingtian came back in a Hummer slowly, and Zhang Qi appeared at the door 5 minutes later, got into the big Hummer, and roared away.

These two are about to go out to "chezhen" again, Song Xiaochen helped his forehead, this guy Zhou Qingtian really has a soft spot for Chezhen, he will definitely die because of his bad taste.

Song Xiaochen clapped his hands, put the camera on the passenger seat, turned on the ignition and stepped on the accelerator to chase after him.

They drove to a very hidden toll parking lot. At this time, there were no cars left. Song Xiaochen drove his own car in after they drove in for a long time.

The Hummer was behind a bus that was covered in a thick layer of dust.

Song Xiaochen found a corner far away and stopped, and stared at the car with binoculars. The dim light, the empty parking lot, and the sound of dripping water seem to be a little scary.

About an hour later, Song Xiaochen felt that his feet were numb from the cold, and couldn't help muttering that Zhou Qingtian was such a big pervert, he kept messing around for hours.

He was hungry again, as if what he had eaten earlier had been breathed out with the cold air, and his stomach was rumbling.

Looking at the watch, it was already 12:[-], and the reception at Jade Emperor Garden was probably coming to an end.

Song Xiaochen held up the binoculars and watched intently. Suddenly, the phone vibrated, and he almost threw the binoculars out in fright.

Thanks to the setting to vibrate, otherwise it would be a disaster if the two wild mandarin ducks were disturbed.

When I opened it, it was a text message from Zhou Yuan, asking him where he was and if he wanted to go home to eat and sleep.

Song Xiaochen smiled back and said he would go back later, then turned off the phone.Zhou Yuan would definitely be anxious, but he couldn't care less.

Suddenly the rear door of the big Hummer in the front corner opened, and under the dim and cold light, a white man ran out.

Song Xiaochen was startled, he didn't bother to look carefully, he quickly took the camera and pressed the shutter. He had taken several photos of them driving together before, but none of them were as explosive as this.

It was only when he took the photo that he realized that it was Zhou Qingtian.

Is he crazy?In such a cold day, what do you want to do when you run out naked?

But Song Xiaochen didn't have time to chase Zhou Qingtian, his goal was Zhang Qi.

Song Xiaochen had never run so fast before. He rushed to the front of the Hummer in just a few seconds. The camera was facing the back seat, and he pressed the shutter without even looking. A very suspicious white cloudy liquid remains.

Song Xiaochen took a few photos and turned around, ran back to his car, got in, turned on the ignition and drove away.

Zhou Qingtian was still outside, Song Xiaochen wanted to rush to take some photos of him, although he didn't know what Zhou Qingtian meant by doing so.

But Zhou Qingtian didn't know what kind of medicine he took, so he ran so fast that he ran to a square far away before stopping.

Song Xiaochen suddenly had a stomachache and stopped quickly. It seemed that he couldn't take pictures anymore, so he had to call a colleague nearby to take pictures of Zhou Qingtian. Anyway, he was dancing in the nearby square.In the street square in the middle of the night, chatting with a few people, some surprised people were already taking pictures with their mobile phones.

After his colleagues rushed over, Song Xiaochen started the car and drove home. He was going to take a hot bath and eat something. It seemed that the little thing in his stomach was throwing a tantrum.

It was almost home when Song Xiaochen remembered to turn on his phone, a series of missed calls popped up, Song Xiaochen bent down and called them.Zhou Yuan was about to go crazy, and asked him loudly where he was and if something happened.

Song Xiaochen was a little weak, and asked on the phone: "I have something to discuss with you, do you agree or not?"

"You want to eat my meat? Tell you where it is, and I'll deliver it to your door!" Zhou Yuan was already incoherent.

Song Xiaochen hung up the phone, drove the car into the gate, and Zhou Yuan rushed over to look like crazy.Seeing that Song Xiaochen seemed to be all right, he slumped his shoulders, took out his phone and told all the people looking outside to withdraw.

Song Xiaochen dared to turn off the phone after letting Lin Feng take leave for just one day, and Zhou Yuan wanted to beat him.

Song Xiaochen bent slightly, hugged his stomach with one hand, and held the camera in the other to signal Zhou Yuan to go back to the room to talk.

When the two of them arrived at the living room, Song Xila and Zhou Yuan sat down and showed him the photos in the camera.

The photos are very comprehensive, from the Hummer downstairs of the apartment, to the parking lot, and the moment Zhou Qingtian opened the door, Zhou Qingtian ran out of the car door and ran to the exit of the parking lot, Zhang Qi was lying on the back seat, Zhang Qi was shocked Sitting up.It's all in the camera.

Song Xiaochen's camera is a professional SLR camera with high definition, even the slight pores on the faces of the people being photographed can be seen.

Zhang Qi's frightened and wide-eyed look is even more vivid, presumably he has never acted so vividly in any movie.

Song Xiaochen asked: "I want to publish Zhang Qi's photo, do you agree or not?"

If Song Xiaochen has nothing to do with Zhou Yuan, this matter can actually be sent to Jiang Dong without asking Zhou Yuan's opinion.

If Jiang Dong didn't dare to post it, he could post it to other media or even on the Internet. In short, with this photo, Zhang Qi's acting career is over.

This should have been a very simple matter.

However, even if he doesn't post Zhou Qingtian's photo, Zhang Qi is an artist of Zhou's Media, once he posts it, Zhou's Media will be pushed to the forefront.

And Zhou's Media belongs to Zhou Yuan, Song Xiaochen thought, he should ask.So he asked, even though he didn't care too much about Zhou Yuan's attitude.

But Zhou Yuan said: "Baby, why don't you send it soon? News is all about time, and time is life! Hurry up!"

Song Xiaochen felt a little surprised, but since Zhou Yuan agreed, all he had to do was hurry up.

Opening the notebook, Song Xiaochen quickly wrote a few lines of words as the text of the photo, then picked out a few photos and sent them to Jiang Dong, and then called Jiang Dong to ask if he could send them, Jiang Dong replied in a few minutes he.

Zhou Yuan's cell phone rang suddenly, he took out the cell phone and told Song Xiaochen to answer the call, Song Xiaochen didn't care, waved his hand to let him go, and continued to sit on the sofa and wait for Jiang Dong's call.

Jiang Dong was very trustworthy, and he called back after 5 minutes, with just one word: send.

Song Xiaochen's heart dropped to the ground, and he couldn't help being happy. Zhou Yuan brought a bowl of wonton, and he ate it with a spoon. After a few mouthfuls, Zhou Yuan served him another bowl.

At 5 o'clock in the morning the next day, before dawn, Zhou Yuan's father, Zhou Qunrui, lost his temper in the house, holding a magazine that had just been delivered by courier in his hand.

The courier must have received a lot of money from the owner's family to deliver the goods at such a time. Zhou's servants almost caught him as a thief. How could he keep ringing the doorbell so early?

On the cover of the magazine are two men, both nude, but the key parts of the body have been mosaiced, one is dancing on the street, the other is lying in the car, but they both look obscene.

One of the men, whom the old man knew, was his handsome and charming third son: Zhou Qingtian, the third youngest of the Zhou family.

Zhou Qunrui held the magazine and pointed at Zhou Qingtian who was kneeling in front of him and cursed, trembling with anger, he pulled the magazine onto Zhou Qingtian's head.

Zhao Ping hurriedly stepped forward to support him and said, "Ouch, old man, calm down, you see this magazine was delivered by courier, someone must have framed it on purpose!" Although she also felt that her face was dull, but her own The son has to protect himself no matter what.

Zhou Qunrui shook his fingers and scolded her: "Damn old woman! You are the one who is used to him! It's not you who can do this kind of thing?" He pointed at Zhou Qingtian and scolded: "The shameful thing, let it die!"

Zhou Qingshan also rushed over. He received a call from Zhang Qi's agent at 1:[-] in the morning, but he didn't know who took the photo, so he couldn't track down the photo. The whole group waited anxiously all night until Zhou Qunrui sent him a call. Someone is calling.

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Zhou Qunhai pointed at his second son angrily and said, "Don't go to that magazine office yet! Let them take this thing away if it's too late! The Zhou family can't afford to lose this man!" After speaking, he rolled his eyes and almost fainted again past.

Zhou Qingshan didn't care about going to the magazine office, he cared about his father first, Zhou Qunrui woke up and beat him with his hands: "What are you doing here in a daze? Why don't you go quickly? You want me to die faster, don't you?"

The second young master looked at the third brother who was kneeling on the ground, gritted his teeth and went out.

When Zhou Qingshan drove to the "Entertainment Weekly" office building, Jiang Dong was drinking tea in the room.

Zhou Qingshan broke through the door and asked, "Which one is the boss?"

Jiang Dong put down his teacup and said, "Who are you? What can I do with the boss?"

Zhou Qingshan suppressed his desire to kick Jiang Dong to death, and said politely: "I am Zhou Qingshan from Zhou's Media, may I ask if you are the boss?"

Jiang Dong nodded and said, "Mr. Zhou, please sit down."He poured him another cup of good tea and put it in front of him.

Zhou Qingshan asked again: "Can you take down the photos of Zhang Qi and Zhou Qingtian? I agree to any conditions."

Jiang Dong smiled slightly: "What if I don't withdraw?"

Zhou Qingshan's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Just ask for any conditions you have."

"The magazine has already been printed and sent out, and it's too late to withdraw it now. So..." Jiang Dong shrugged, "Sorry Mr. Zhou, I can't do anything."

Zhou Qingshan clenched his hands immediately and asked, "What's your purpose? Did you plant us on purpose?"

Jiang Dong dug his ears and said, "You're overthinking. How could I deliberately frame you? It's an entertainment magazine outside, which has the right to report all entertainment-related news." Jiang Dong's face is also too irritating.Zhou Qingshan's face turned red from his anger, and the second young master of the Zhou family, who has always been unarmed, wanted to punch him at this moment.

Jiang Dong looked at his blushing face, and suddenly raised his eyebrows.This person is really... so simple.

Before he could finish thinking, Zhou Qingshan's fist came up.

Jiang Dong stopped him, twisted it easily, and pinned him down.