Years of love

Zhou Luo sat in Zhou Xun's office and stared at him.

Zhou Xun is that small eye.

After staring for as long as he could have two cups of tea, Zhou Luo felt that his eyes were sore and swollen, so he rubbed his eyes and wanted to continue staring.

"Stop staring at me." Zhou Xun waved his hand, picked up the landline on the table, and dialed an inside line.

After a while, there was a sound of high-heeled shoes on the floor, and Zhou Luo took his gaze from Zhou Xun's face to the door.

Hei is long and straight, in uniform, tall, even taller than Zhou Xun after wearing high heels.

Zhou Luo stared at the pile of documents in the woman's hands, and then slammed his forehead on the table.

"I'm going to hit the wall." Zhou Xun took a sip of tea from a white porcelain cup calmly: "Although this table is made of wood, you don't need to plate it."

"President Zhou, where can I put the documents you want for you?" A woman's sweet voice sounded in Zhou Luo's ear, Zhou Luo stared at Zhou Xun and then at the tall woman.

Turn on silent mode inside the house.

"President Zhou?" The woman called out to him.

"I'm calling you." Zhou Xun took another sip of tea.

Zhou Luo turned around abruptly: "Uncle, this is not a joke, you want me to be the president?"

"Is it surprising? I have been sitting in this seat for more than a year when I was your age." Zhou Xun smiled, with a few inconspicuous crow's feet hanging from the corners of his eyes.

"I..." Zhou Luo's brain couldn't keep up with his mouth, and a sentence stuck in his throat, making him uncomfortable.

"This publishing house originally had your father's investment. I will give you three months to get to know all the staff in the publishing house. I will let Tan Yingying take you with her. She has very strong business ability." Zhou Xun slowly stood up from his seat, stretching and exhorting.

Zhou Luo was still recovering, he was a little dizzy and a little floating.

"The current market is dominated by young people. Our older generation should be discharged." Zhou Xun squeezed Zhou Luo's shoulder.

Zhou Luo closed his eyes and sighed inaudibly.

Tan Yingying didn't understand what kind of drama these uncles and nephews were playing, but thought that the new president was very handsome, which rekindled her enthusiasm for going to work: "President, boss..."

"You can just call me Zhou Luo, you can put it on the table." Zhou Luo continued to sigh, feeling that Zhou Xun's hand was like a shot put weighing several kilograms, which made him uncomfortable.

"The president of the bank, you are calling me if you have something to do." Tan Yingying left again in a flutter.

"I'm leaving too." Zhou Xun picked up the car key on the table: "I'll leave it to you to drive the big Ben."

"Where are you going?" Zhou Luo asked.

"Skating." Zhou Xun smiled, suddenly thought of something, stood still and turned around and said to him, "You haven't been to the club for a long time, you can take Yan Qi with you when you have time."

Zhou Luo's heavy heart was relieved a little because of this sentence, but then he began to mourn again, and the whole person became depressed.

"That's how things are." Zhou Luo lay down listlessly on the table while holding the phone.

"Fuck, I didn't catch a girl after listening to your complaints." Cheng Ye smashed the mouse on the computer desk.

Cheng Ye is one of Zhou Luo's few brothers who cares less, no matter what happens, he will tell Cheng Ye as soon as possible.

As soon as Zhou Luo heard his voice, he wanted to laugh: "What kind of game do you want to play this time?"

"Don't mention it, a few broken games developed by my dad's company claim to be a magic weapon to save the company's survival. It's too boring." Cheng Ye said with potato chips in his mouth: "I have a hunch that my dad's company will go bankrupt."

"Then why don't you hurry up and enjoy being the boss for two days?" Zhou Luo continued with a smile.

Cheng Ye put his legs on the computer desk: "Am I an idiot? I..."

"You are."

"Fuck!" Cheng Ye yelled: "If the company is going to go bankrupt, it must be broken in my father's hands, and my reputation will be ruined in my hands. Besides, I am not interested in technical work, so I can talk about the details of every game." pros and cons and give some strategic advice to teammates."

"It's getting to the point." Zhou Luo waved his hand to the air: "I just saw a project plan, which was a suggestion made by the publishing department at last year's annual meeting. I want to innovate and make a magazine about games. Journal."

Cheng Ye's eyes lit up: "Fuck, Dad!"

"Hey!" Zhou Luo narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Didn't you keep arguing with me abroad that you don't want to take care of your family's mess and want to do it yourself? Although my uncle's publishing house is not very famous..."

Cheng Ye said excitedly: "That's not important. What's important is that it gives me an opportunity to start from scratch. No matter what I do, whether it's good or bad, it's all my own achievement, Dad!"

"Hey hey!" Zhou Luo said with a smile, "Come and see your office tomorrow."

Cheng Ye bit the potato chips and said, "Good dad!"

Yan Qi found that the rusty railings on the balcony in Su Jin's bedroom were a little loose, she always hangs clothes on the balcony, it would be very dangerous to leave it alone.

There is a square pool at the back of the house, which is as big as a children's pool. It has not been taken care of all year round. The color of the pool water is yellow and green. The yellow is oil, and the green is moss. It still looks dirty when the sun shines.

When my grandfather lived here before, he raised a pond of lotus leaf fish. Su Jin said that it was the kind of koi carp that many people who love surfing the Internet said. They were red and big, and some were even golden.

After the grandfather passed away, the koi turned white.

"Mom, be careful not to touch the railing. I'll call the property management to fix it." Yan Qi wrung out the school uniform in the basin and put the hanger on the neckline.

"No, I'll just pay attention." Su Jin just wanted to laugh, but suddenly frowned.

Yan Qi pretended he didn't see it, but couldn't hold back and secretly clenched his fists.

Zhou Hao didn't come home until early in the morning last night, and he started drinking like crazy as soon as he got home. He hit Yan Qi all the time, Su Jin stood in front of Yan Qi and landed on her with his fists. The heaviest punch is now being reflected in Su Jin The corners of Jin's mouth were black with bruises, and it hurt when he smiled.

If Yan Qi hadn't tried his best to lock Zhou Hao outside Su Jin's room, the injuries on both of them would have been far more than that.

Su Jin hugged Yan Qi all night and cried, Yan Qi still looked like he couldn't comfort others, he patted her on the back twice and thought it was useless, so he stopped patting her, and was twisted into an awkward position by Su Jin in a daze I held her in this posture for a whole night.

In the past, Yan Qi didn't really make up his mind to take Su Jin away, but after hearing the rumors and gossips from the neighbors on the way to school last night and the past few days, he began to think about it.

It's just that he is not sure whether Su Jin is willing to part with the house left by his grandfather.

"Mom." Yan Qi called out.

Su Jin hastily responded with "Hey", Yan Qi knew that Su Jin liked to call her mother very much, and every time he called her, he always smiled.

"Let's run away." Yan Qi said.

Su Jin stopped pulling her clothes with her hands.

Yan Qi stood on tiptoe and gently caressed Su Jin's wound with his right thumb, with a look of ruthlessness in his eyes: "He can hit me, but he can't insult you."

Su Jin knew what Yan Qi meant by insulting.

It's not that she hadn't heard the rumors that Zhou Hao was promiscuously planting seeds everywhere in order to divorce Su Jin and marry anyone who could conceive with his seed.Su Jin knew that it would be a matter of time, but the sad thing was that she didn't blame Zhou Hao, but blamed herself for not living up to her stomach.

"It's okay, I don't think it's an insult." Su Jin pulled the corner of her mouth with effort.

Yan Qi frowned and stared at her motionless.

"Yan Qi, you can't live without Dad." Su Jin said to him very gently.

"Mom, stop living in your own fantasies." Yan Qi dragged her to the bed and motioned her to sit down: "Whether it's okay to adopt me or maintain a family that exists in name only, aren't you tired?"

Su Jin didn't speak, but opened her eyes very wide in surprise, Yan Qi was worried that she would stare them out.

Su Jin was very surprised that Yan Qi could say such a thing, it was really unexpected.

"I'm tired even if you're not tired." Yan Qi knelt in front of her and squeezed her leg: "I don't want you to suffer."

"What did you say..." Su Jin's voice trembled and rolled out of her throat.

"Every child doesn't want their mother to suffer." Yan Qi sighed.

"It's enough to have your words." Su Jin stroked his soft hair, and let her eyes start to turn red in relief.

Yan Qi didn't say anything more, what he was most afraid of hearing was this sentence.He didn't understand why some people could fight against reality for a lifetime with just a few words.

"Will you always take care of me?" Yan Qi asked.

"Yes, definitely." Su Jin hugged him in her arms.

"I will too." Yan Qi smiled.

Cheng Ye lay down on his desk and rubbed his face against the table.

"The table hasn't been wiped yet." Zhou Luo pulled him up from his seat.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. You think I love cleanliness like you, and you always have fragrance on your body." When Cheng Ye was talking, a pair of peach blossom eyes looked outside the door restlessly: "Fuck, your unit still How about such a beautiful girl?"

Zhou Luo followed his gaze and looked over, "That's my secretary, Tan Yingying."

"Forget about your girl." Cheng Ye slammed back into the seat with a bang.

"You can't talk nonsense in the unit with your big mouth, and the working environment here can't be polluted by you." Zhou Luo issued a first-level warning to Cheng Ye in due course.

"The old cadre's posture is showing again. I can imagine your cold and majestic appearance after becoming the president. You know, my work and get off work are not in the same state, don't worry." Cheng Ye glanced at the desk The old desktop computer: "Give me this machine instead."

"Master, do you think this is your company?" Zhou Luo sighed, "The publishing house has been in a predicament of breaking even in the past few years, and the wages paid to the employees are almost out of their own pockets, but it's just typesetting and typing. What's the use of using such an advanced computer?"

"Dad, do you think I'm the old editor upstairs? The computer can keep up with the speed of typing a word for a long time. My hand is so fast that I can shoot in seconds. It doesn't deserve a better computer screen. They can't keep up with my typing rhythm." Cheng Ye tapped the keyboard again, and fell to the side: "Tomorrow I will bring my Macintosh to use."

"That's fine." Zhou Luo pursed his lips and nodded: "The more the better."

"Good sir!" Cheng Ye looked at his watch: "Didn't you say go skating for a while? Let's go."

"I wasted an hour to pick up someone with me." Zhou Luo signaled Tan Yingying to give Cheng Ye the door key of the editor-in-chief's office: "My brother."

"Your brother?" Cheng Ye took the key and smiled silly at the beautiful woman. When he turned his head to look at Zhou Luo, he quickly changed back to a doge face: "Where is your brother from?"

"A child adopted by my uncle." Zhou Luo looked at him seriously: "Let me warn you first, my brother is very good-looking, so don't think too much about him."

"Your uncle Zhou Luo." Cheng Ye rolled his eyes, and almost didn't turn back: "No matter how beastly I am, I won't be able to reach the head of a minor."

Zhou Luo said disapprovingly, "You can talk about it after you see my brother."

Zhou Luo took a car CD with a drum set and listened to it all the way. If others must be annoying, it would be Cheng Ye, who could take a break from the noise and sleep like a dead pig.

This ability is due to the fact that he has been in bars for many years, and it has a lot to do with spending half of the days in bars a year.

When he got there, Zhou Luo didn't intend to wake up Cheng Ye, and got out of the car, stared at his deformed face leaning against the car window and smiled for a long time.

It was still early before the time he agreed with Yan Qi, Zhou Luo didn't let Su Jin wake up Yan Qi who was taking a nap, went upstairs quietly, put the car keys in his pocket, rubbed his cold hands, He opened the door of Yan Qi's bedroom very lightly.

Yan Qi turned over when he heard the sound, but didn't wake up.

When Zhou Luo sat on the side of the bed, he found that Yan Qi had fallen asleep holding the drum sticks. Next to the pillow was the mobile phone he just bought, which had been pasted with tempered film and covered with a transparent silicone case.

"Yan Qi?" Zhou Luo pushed the bangs blocking his forehead aside.

Yan Qi half-opened his eyes, his consciousness was fully awake, but he still pretended to be sleepy.

"Yan Qi?" Zhou Luo yelled again, noticing that he was not about to wake up, so he simply picked up the shoes beside the bed and helped Yan Qi put them on carefully, tied the shoelaces, and picked him up from the bed .

Yan Qi lay in his arms, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

But it didn't take long for him to lift it up.

Because Zhou Luo planned to put him in the back seat, not for the convenience of letting him sleep, but because there was someone in the co-pilot.

someone! ?

Let's fight.

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