Little Mr. is one hundred years old

"Mr. Shao, that's all the information I can find."

Lou Zhao looked at the information in his hand: "Tell me, what is the name of the current head of the Zhong family?"

"Zhong Li."

"What about the last one?" Lou Zhao asked again.

"The head of their family seems to have always been like this."

Lou Zhao leaned on the back of the chair: "If you do the math, how old should this Zhong Li be?"

"Since the Zhong family has officially entered Yicheng and has emerged..." the secretary said, "It's almost fifty years old."

"How many people have seen this Zhong Li before?"

"...I don't seem to have heard of it..." The secretary added: "People in the Zhong family are quite mysterious, let alone those media reporters who have never seen Zhong Li's true face, even when they usually talk about business, others come forward .”

The diamond-encrusted pen in Lou Zhao's hand scratched across the words on the information: "Is the Zhong family really an aristocrat from the sea?"

"It is true that they came from the sea. Back then they came by boat. Whether they were nobles or not, I don't know where they came from, but they came with a huge amount of wealth. This is their initial capital."

"Who else is there in the Zhong family?"

"This..." The secretary lowered his head: "I can't find it..."

Lou Zhao tapped the mahogany table with his fingers, "Send an invitation to Zhong's family for the birthday party this Saturday."

"Birthday party?" The secretary couldn't react: "Mr. Shao, your birthday hasn't come yet..."

"You forgot," Lou Zhao's mouth twitched, "It's my dad, that is, your CEO's birthday."

"But it's not that the president is not in the country..." The secretary finally understood after being stared at by Lou Zhao, and hurriedly nodded: "Yes, Mr. Shao, I understand."

"Also," Lou Zhao continued: "When sending invitations, please explain that I will invite all my friends to participate, all my friends. Don't forget to add this sentence."

Although he didn't know Lou Zhao's intentions, the secretary didn't dare to ask any more questions, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay."

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"I'm not going."

Qing Huan has repeatedly emphasized that she will not attend the banquet of Lou's family, but Lou Zhao has good patience, and comes to the school gate every day, under the pretense of picking him up from school, but changes to a luxury car and brings a few suits every day The tall and tall man, that battle attracted the attention of many people... People who don't know, thought it was a play of the young man chasing the little girl, but the target was Qing Huan, a boy—Qing Huan felt that he was serious. I was harassed, so the final compromise was logical.

After lunch on Saturday, Lou Zhao’s car came to pick him up. At first, Qing Huan didn’t understand why he came to pick him up so early. He was sent to the car without even changing his clothes—it was only later that he was picked up to try on clothes for styling... …

The upper body is a European-style shirt with a stand collar and a dark green vest, the lower body is a pair of tailored gray cropped trousers, paired with a pair of black rose buckle lace-up leather shoes, the whole person has a retro and elegant style.The stylist divided Qing Huan's hair into threes and sevens, one side of the hair was pulled behind the ear, revealing a small and delicate ear, and the other side fell naturally, and finally sprayed a little styling water, and the simple shape was done.

Qing Huan looked at the increasingly delicate and delicate face in the mirror, frowned and said: "Could it be too girly?"

"How could it be?" The stylist hurriedly said: "Mr. Bai, you are good-looking. No one can envy you. Look, you will be the focus of everyone when you go out—"

Qing Huan frowned even more when she heard this: "I don't want to be the focus..."

The secretary sent by Lou Zhao winked at the stylist, and the stylist quickly changed his mind and said, "That's right, the lights in this banquet are bright, and everyone inside is dazzling, it's not so easy to be the focus... In fact, Mr. Bai, look, you haven't done much with your styling, it's simple and clean, and you don't even need makeup..."

"Makeup?" Qing Huan hurriedly stood up: "I'm a man, how can I wear makeup?"

The secretary pretended to look at his watch: "Oh, sir, it's almost time, and it will take some time to go here. Mr. Shao said, there will be a lot of cars and people, so it's better to go there earlier. I think it's almost time, let's go .”

Qing Huan originally wanted to change her look, such as cutting her hair short or something, but after hearing what the secretary said, she had to give up.

When Qing Huan followed the secretary into the car, another red Ferrari just stopped at the door of the modeling house, and a man got out of the car - 1.8 meters seven, black shirt and leather pants, broad shoulders and long legs, silver-gray hair The long hair is very conspicuous——

If Qing Huan had been a little half a minute late, maybe the two of them would have bumped into each other.

The man parked the car, walked into the stylist with long legs, and heard two assistants of the stylist discussing——

"That Mr. Bai is so beautiful."

"Yeah, and she's naturally beautiful... tell me, what's the relationship between him and Mr. Lou?"

"The person who can accompany Mr. Lou's personal secretary... must be that kind of relationship..."

"Ah... I've never heard that Mr. Lou likes this one before..."

"That's also different... Such a beautiful boy, and fresh and tender, I like a boy too..."

"Ahem," the stylist who came out of the bathroom coughed a few times, and shouted, "What are you talking about? Talk about customers behind their backs, and you don't have to come again next time. Get to work."

"Oh~"

The two assistants hurriedly dispersed, and when they saw the man who came in at some unknown time, both of them blushed——

"It's Mori..."

"Hi!" the man known as Mori greeted with a smile.

The two assistants blushed even more—as expected they were still so charming, although it wasn't the first time they met, but still...

The stylist came over: "Mori, why are you free today? Do you want to do some styling?"

"The magazine I'm going to shoot this time needs short hair, and I'm here to cut it."

"It's a real cut this time..." The stylist was very sorry to see the silver hair—although I have photographed short hair before, but I used techniques to make the long hair visually short—

"Hair will grow even if you cut it." Mori smiled and said, "This time, I'll trouble you."

Mori asked again: "Are there any guests just now?"

"Well, yes, the guest introduced by Mr. Lou has just left." The stylist said, "He is a beautiful boy, completely different from you. Speaking of which, it would be great if he entered the showbiz like you. ..."

"Really?" Mori still maintained his usual smile: "It's a pity, I didn't meet..."

What a pity...