The whole world thinks I still love him [Rebirth]

After changing his shirt and trousers, Yunji glanced in the mirror and couldn't help but be taken aback.

He is resting at home recently, except for necessary work, he sleeps most of the time, and has not paid attention to his hardware for a long time.

Although as a man, he didn't care so much about his image before.But to attend an occasion, to show respect, it is inevitable to be tidy.

So he has seen more envious eyes, and he still has a good idea of ​​his appearance.

Originally, after suffering from an illness, Yunji was somewhat prepared for his own virtue.

Before he was ill, Fu Qing taught him to apply foundation and apply some lipstick to enhance his complexion.So no matter how haggard you are, it's not a big problem to cover up.

But the person in the mirror clearly looks healthy.

His cheeks were slightly red and his lips were moist, even better than before he was reborn.

Yunji raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned to face the full-length mirror.

The shirt and suit fit well and framed his figure subtly.

He adjusted his neckline slightly and undid the second button, which seemed to be more suitable than wearing a tie.

At this moment, Cong Lie opened the door and came in.

He was holding a new keyboard in his hand, and when he saw Yunji, his eyes were slightly deep, "Where are you going?"

"Work." Yunji felt that this matter probably had little to do with Cong Lie, so he didn't want to say more.

The main reason is that he doesn't want him to have too much contact with Wangcai's opponent, after all, Cong Lie is the one who really has a relationship with them.

"Work?" Cong Lie put down the things in his hand, "It's time to eat now, you want to go out to work?"

"Dinner." Under Cong Lie's watchful eyes, Yunji put on his cuff buttons and fished his coat over his arm.

He looked down to check the weather.

It's warming up today, and it's still cloudy, but fortunately, there is no rain in the forecast.

"Can you eat outside?" Cong Lie frowned and stopped at the door.

Yunji, who was arranging his coat, paused, glanced upwards, and continued to straighten the collar of his suit, "Why do you think that you really go to dinner? And if I really can't even eat outside , may have starved to death long ago."

Cong Lie looked at him for a while, then narrowed his eyes, "OK."

Zha Xiaoli was about to run towards him, but when he suddenly sensed a dangerous aura, he hurriedly stopped his paws half a meter away, and walked slowly to the bottom of his trousers to spin around.

Yunji looked at his watch, didn't wait for Cong Lie to continue entanglement with him, put on his leather shoes, opened the door and went out.

The place Zhu Yuman chose was a well-known copper pot restaurant in the local area. It is a century-old brand, and reservations for boxes are rarely made [-] days in advance.

Time-honored brands go with time-honored brands, and Wangcai is a good match for this store.

As soon as Yunji entered the store, someone took his coat and led him up to the second floor.

This shop was born out of a teahouse in the late Qing Dynasty. Later, it made a fortune by making shabu-shabu, but it still retains the tradition of eating tea on the first floor and serving pots on the second floor.

Today is cloudy and warming up again, and the air pressure is a bit low.

Few people come to eat shabu-shabu on a hot day, but the air conditioner in the shop is fully turned on.

The second floor is said to be a private room, but in fact it is only partitioned by screens.

It burns fine sandalwood underneath, and the top is blown by a fan, but there is no smell of too much food.

Pay attention is still very pay attention to.

The girl who led the way was wearing a cheongsam, and sat down gracefully with Yunji.

The middle-aged woman who was already waiting in the opposite seat took off her lace gloves and shook hands with him, "Mr. Yun."

Yunji held her fingertips politely, "Miss Zhu."

Zhu Yuman's husband had passed away a few years ago, and she took good care of herself. She didn't have any crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, and she couldn't tell she was forty or fifty years old.

Sure enough, Zhu Yuman liked him very much, and the expression on his face softened a little, "It's quite presumptuous, I shouldn't eat these things to get angry in this hot day. It's just that my father said that our two families are traditional Local origin, in winter and summer, still pay attention to shabu-shabu."

Yunji could easily hear the subtext in her words, and smiled slightly, "Is your father in good health?"

"I've been in a hurry to get angry these two days because of my prodigal son, otherwise it would be my turn to see Mr. Yun." Zhu Yuman smiled, showing no dissatisfaction with his son at all.

"Where is Miss Zhu?" Yunji took a sip from his teacup, "As a junior, it is already an honor for me to dine with such a beautiful lady."

Zhu Yuman's intention in mentioning Zhang Zhi is obvious, just to remind Yunji that her family let Cong Lie go.

And her old man didn't come to put pressure on him personally, so he already gave Yunji enough face.

"Don't just talk, boil the pot." Zhu Yuman took a piece of paper-thin sheep's crotch with his chopsticks, stopped in the hot soup for four or five seconds, then put it in the sesame sauce and pushed it to Yunji, "Actually, according to the cloud Uncle and my dad do the math, we should be of the same generation, I am an older sister, and Yun is always young and promising."

"Don't dare to take it." Yunji took the bowl she handed over, but didn't eat the slices of meat piled up in the middle of the bowl.

"My father and I can't talk on the same scale now." He took a piece of pea yellow from the cold plate and took a half bite slowly.

Zhu Yuman didn't think it was disobedient, but just smiled lightly, "Yes, you young people always prefer to wander, it's a good thing."

Yunji waited for her.

Zhu Yuman stopped serving him food and put down his chopsticks.

Her face was somewhat blurred by the hot steam rising from the copper pot.

"My Zhang Zhi, Mr. Yun should have heard of it too. He worshiped you since he was a child, who in Jingzhou doesn't know about the twins of the Yun family? 'Raising a child should be like gathering, and giving birth should be like Yunshu', like their younger generation Humans, we all use you as an example, so those of us who are parents must also hope that you can guide us in the right way."

Yunji knew that she probably had some purpose, but he didn't expect it to start from the strange starting point of educating children, so he couldn't help but smile.

His smile was a bit harsh in Zhu Yuman's eyes, "Mr. Yun, my sister is fortunate enough to have witnessed your growth, can I always call you 'Little Yun'? I watched the program on TV a while ago. "

Finally getting to the point, Yunji looked up at her calmly.

"I don't need to tell you about Cong Lie and my family's Zhang Zhi. You are very clear about what he has done." Zhu Yuman still spoke softly, gently and steadily, "The matter between him and you, we also It’s all in the eyes. Maybe it’s a fan of the authorities, maybe love is the most blinding thing among the five colors.”

Yunji lowered his head and seemed to be listening very carefully.

"But you listen to my sister's advice. Men, many are born without heart, so what do you want them to use to love you?" She stirred the deep red fermented bean curd in her bowl into latte art, "In the show he It is indeed good for you, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is the effect of the show, you...won't you still have hope in him?"

Yunji lowered his head, and smiled lightly, "Miss Zhu made an appointment at the restaurant half a month in advance, just to care about the emotional state of me, a junior?"

Zhu Yuman didn't expect that he would suddenly become direct. He was slightly taken aback, and then smiled, "Actually, I want to remind you that there is no need for you to continue on this show."

Yunji's smile faded, "I would like to hear more about it."

"It's very simple. You're on this show just to praise that little star?" Zhu Yuman took a sip of tea, "Both my father and I think that kid is very promising, and he can definitely become a top rock star. But... "

"but?"

"But he has almost no chance of surpassing Cong Lie." Zhu Yuman shrugged, "Phenomenon is phenomenon, pre-emptive, there is nothing to argue about. We can understand that Emerging Media is eager to promote a new star to attract more new traffic. , but for Hanhai, it is the most reasonable use of resources to directly concentrate on developing Cong Lie."

"so?"

Zhu Yuman thought he was just interested in asking, and the corners of his lips curved slightly, "So we thought of a new cooperation model. Hanhai will cultivate traffic and be a tree planter. Wangcai will take over mature traffic and give you more energy to manage Cong Lie's breakthrough."

Yunji laughed until his shoulders were shaking, "Huh?"

"Don't think I'm joking. Phenomenon-level energy cannot be supported by Hanhai's current strength. As long as you are willing to give up Liao Bingqiao, we Wangcai can help you in any way." Zhu Yuman saw him laugh, but instead Get serious.

"Why don't you take over Cong Lie directly?" Yunji looked at her with a smile.

Zhu Yuman did not expect this situation.

She looked carefully at Yunji's expression, as if trying to figure out whether he was entertaining her or not.

Yunji was quite serious, "You're right, Cong Lie is really a great Buddha to my small temple. Then since you want to help Han Hai, why not just ask him to leave, why go through these curves?"

To be honest, it's not that Zhu Yuman didn't mention Cong Lie to her father.

But her father's original words at the time were: "It's hard to say what the relationship between Cong Lie and Yunji is. Don't provoke that crazy dog ​​lightly."

Cong Lie and Wangcai's Liang Zi were not a trivial matter at 01:30. At that time, her father united the entire capital upper echelon to reduce dimensionality and attack the budding Cong Lie.

And it was Yunji himself who saved Cong Lie at all costs to turn the tide, how much heart is in it?

She didn't dare to mention Cong Lie's matter in front of Yun Ji.

That is to say, that little star didn't stay in Hanhai for a few days, what kind of foundation could he have?

The money is all ready, as long as Yunji asks, Wangcai is ready to give whatever amount.

Zhu Yuman really didn't expect Yunji to play such a card.

Although he knew it might be just a trap, but this proposal was too tempting.

If there is a chance to get Cong Lie, I am afraid that any company will try their best with their lives.

After all, no matter how potential Hanhai has, it still has potential. How can a small temple pay homage to the Great Buddha?

She was about to speak, when suddenly a man came out from behind the screen, with a sullen face carefully draping a suit on Yunji's shoulders.

Cong Lie sat down next to Yun Ji, and slammed a beige jewelry box on the table, causing the dishes on the table to shake.

"Are you two chatting?"

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He had heard of Cong Lie's name countless times, but Zhu Yuman had never seen him in person.

Seeing that she was able to cover the body of the two gatherings, her original resentment was suppressed for a long time, and she smiled for a long time, "Teacher Cong is here too, please sit down."

The waiter gave him more bowls and chopsticks with a wink.

Cong Lie tapped the table twice, "Change the pot. Serve some fresh fish and live shrimp, a plate of winter melon and a plate of lettuce."

Zhu Yuman didn't know what to say when Cong Lie looked at him, "Do you think Hanhai is short of money?"

"No..." Zhu Yuman waved his hands again and again, "I just went out to have a quick meal with Xiaoyun, and we've reached the end of the conversation, so let me offer some advice."

"Xiaoyun? Light meal?" Cong Lie had been sitting behind the screen waiting for the gathering just now, and the more he listened, the more uncomfortable he became.

"When you ask people out for dinner, you say that your company is not good, and you say that you should plant trees for me to enjoy the shade? Are you making a special trip to make trouble for others when you eat light meals?"

"No, Mr. Cong," Zhu Yuman was really embarrassed, "This seems to be between me and Mr. Yun, and it's just a casual chat."

"Why is this a matter between you two? Since your simple meal, 'get down to business', don't you just keep mentioning me?" Cong Lie asked her unceremoniously.

When the new dishes came out, Yunji calmly boiled a few slices of fish, dipped them in seafood sauce and ate them slowly.

Of course he knew that it was impossible for Cong Lie to make money, and what he said just now was just to test Zhu Yuman's attitude.

Now that the Zhu family's wolfish ambition has expanded to the point where they are too lazy to cover it up, Yunji doesn't intend to pass the steps to Zhu Yuman, but just leans aside to listen to what she has to say.

"Cong Lie, no matter how famous you are, you are still just a junior, so be polite." Zhu Yuman finally couldn't hold back.

"Can I be more polite? Okay, then I'll call you 'you'." Cong Lie's face became colder, "Yunji's health is not good, and I haven't let him see the wind for half a month. How are you, no matter what Are you used to the bad food here, and if you call someone out on the phone, you'll be teased out of the way when you come up, are you interested?"

"I didn't..." Zhu Yuman was a little wronged, "I just want to cooperate with President Yun, how can it be called a run?"

"You have money, and I have money too. Why can't Hanhai support Liao Bingqiao?" Cong Lie raised his eyebrows and asked her, "Your company calls this 'cooperation' when others help you make money? Then I can also use this method to cooperate with you." Do you want to cooperate?"

Zhu Yuman felt that Cong Lie was very angry.

Maybe what she said just now really belittled Han Hai and made Cong Lie unhappy.

But she always felt that Cong Lie's anger was not all directed at her.

And she didn't come here today to tear herself apart with Cong Lie, who is not what he used to be.

"Ms. Cong, you really misunderstood me. I didn't say that I would definitely leave Liao Bingqiao. It was just a suggestion." She smiled, "Mr. Yun just made a joke, saying that otherwise Wangcai will invite you to come here." , I don’t know if you mean it or not.”

At this point, Cong Lie, who had been outputting all the time, suddenly fell silent.

He fished the reddish cooked shrimp out of the soup, peeled them clean, and put them into the Yunji bowl.

There was a moment of silence on the dining table, only the thick white soup pot was bubbling.

Cong Lie leaned on the table with his elbows, his eyes avoided the clouds, and fell on the beige jewelry box at the corner of the table, "Are you joking just now?"

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The author has something to say:

While eating hot pot and watching the scene, Yunyun cooperated with the performance: Liao Bingqiao can’t let it go, but other things can~

Cong Xiaogou, who just picked up the earrings and was still on his head, listened to the wall: What do you mean?what else?No way?It can't be me?Are you kidding me?Are you kidding me?

Steam Peach (hesitating to talk (sip bloody glutinous rice) (save some horrible draft juice

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