I spoil the domineering president

Xu Zhuo's first reaction was that he was mistaken.

He collected himself and scanned through the news from several groups.

……

"Mr. Du was threatened with a knife? When did it happen? I haven't heard of it."

"Where did the reporter dig out the news?"

"He dared to ask questions at the reception, obviously he wanted to make big news."

"How did that person get in? I remember that this media conference was a greeting, and it was enough to write a few routine reports."

"I didn't expect Mr. Du to scold people, Mr. Du! But why is he so angry?"

"Who knows, what happened to them..."

……

Xu Zhuo looked up, only a few of Bingyou's employees around were looking at their mobile phones, they swiped, with gossip on their faces, and then signaled the people next to them to take out their mobile phones.

Things are expanding.

The media conference has just started and it is unclear whether it has been temporarily interrupted.

Xu Zhuo went out of the hall, and the reception was held in a large conference room downstairs, with a crack in the door, and humming whispers came from inside.

He pushed it lightly, and the security guard on the inside shot a vigilant look.

"Bingyou." Xu Zhuo showed him his invitation card. He was not a participant of this reception, and he was not qualified to appear here. At this time, he can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

With a sullen face, the security guard carefully examined the text on the invitation card, and then looked him up and down, as if confirming that he was not in danger.

Xu Zhuo's upright and dignified appearance was so convincing that the security finally took half a step back and motioned for him to come in.

Xu Zhuo heaved a sigh of relief, and squeezed in through the crack of the door, only to find that there were several security guards around the gate, and there were a few standing around the edge of the venue, all of them waiting in full force, with more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring at the media in the venue.

The meeting room is quite large. After all, it is not a completely open interview. There are not many people in the audience. Only half of the seats are occupied, and they are all whispering.On the stage is a long table covered with a red cloth, and a small podium next to it.

Several executives from Bingyou and Aoya sat behind the long table, their faces full of worry, or their mobile phones were stuck to their ears, and they whispered instructions to the people below.

Xu Zhuo didn't find Du Ziyou on the stage, and the staff of Bingyou's department organizing the meeting next to him talked in a low voice: "Mr. Du hasn't come out yet?"

"It's been ten minutes."

"The reception can still be held? It should end early."

Xu Zhuo originally wanted to call Du Ziyou, but after hearing what they said, he leaned over and asked, "I'm sorry, Mr. Du asked me to come. Is he here now?"

The speaker raised his eyes, and was greeted by a gentle and handsome smile, and replied without defense: "Oh, it's in the lounge behind."

She pointed to the entrance on the left in front of the conference room.

"Thank you." Xu Zhuo turned around and left, sighing in his heart, if the people around Ziyou were so unreliable, how could he be at ease.

There were several lounges, and he went directly to the one surrounded by a large group of people.

Two security guards stood by the door, guarding the door of the lounge like door gods. Xu Zhuo's heart skipped a beat. Could there be violence?

Several executives and secretaries standing outside the door saw Xu Zhuo approaching, and unanimously examined him.

When the security guard stopped Xu Zhuo, a middle-aged man in a suit with thin-rimmed glasses frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

In order to avoid suspicion, Xu Zhuo usually pays great attention to keeping a distance from Du Ziyou in the company, not only in terms of space, but also when chatting, he is also cautious to prevent accidentally talking about Du Ziyou and revealing too much information.

At this time, when asked by outsiders, he hesitated for a moment, showing a sorry expression: "I'm sorry."

He took two steps back and called Du Ziyou.

The "beep" sounded for a long time, and the gatekeeper's eyes became more and more suspicious and impatient.

The middle-aged man with glasses pointed his eyes, and the security guard came out immediately and prepared to chase people away.

"Don't stay here, get out!"

"beep--"

The call was finally connected, and Xu Zhuo put his arm across his chest to block the security guard's hand: "Excuse me for a moment—hey, do you hear me? I'm outside your door."

The others froze when they heard his words.

There was no response on the other side of the phone, and the security guard became angry. Although he was not as tall as Xu Zhuo, the baton in his hand gave him courage.He waved his weapon and shouted: "Go! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Ka, everyone looked back, the door behind them opened, and half of a handsome face appeared from behind the door, with a pair of black eyes looking straight at Xu Zhuo.

That meaning couldn't be more clear.

Xu Zhuo pushed the person blocking the way: "I'm sorry everyone, please let me go."

The executives and assistants looked at each other, Mr. Du locked himself inside without saying a word, they stood there for so long, none of them could get in, this young man just made a phone call...

Xu Zhuo squeezed into the lounge, and before closing the door, he heard someone muttering: "Who is this?"

The sound insulation of the lounge is very good, and the door is closed to isolate it from the outside world. There are only him and Du Ziyou in the room.

Xu Zhuo "clicked" the lock, and Du Ziyou sat on the couch with his elbows on his knees, leaned forward and lowered his head, clenched his hands into fists.

His gelled black hair was frizzy and fell to the side of his face, his expression hidden in the shadows.

"Ziyou?" Xu Zhuo sat next to him, and wrapped his right hand around his back.

The other party neither made a sound nor looked at him.

Xu Zhuo clenched his fist with the other hand and found that his hand was trembling slightly, then bent down to look closely at his face, gnashing his teeth, frowning, nose wrinkled, enduring great anger.

Who messed with him?

In his memory, Du Ziyou had an iceberg face outside, his emotions were invisible, and only in front of himself would he reveal his emotions fully.

But he had never been so angry like today, his body was shaking.

Xu Zhuo felt distressed and worried, he held his hand tightly and said, "Whether you want to hit someone to vent your anger, or want to hug, I'm here."

Du Ziyou looked at him sideways, his eyes were red, he suddenly pulled his fist out of his palm, and punched him on the arm again.

Suddenly Xu Zhuo received a punch on his forearm, which was pretty hard, but...to be honest—it was like scratching an itch.

He has practiced boxing, and the punches he has suffered are much stronger than Du Ziyou's, and the muscles on his arms are also strong. He is afraid that Du Ziyou will scratch the skin of his fists if he hits him.

He raised his palms, one left and one right to meet the opponent's successive fist attacks.

Du Ziyou panted heavily, but stopped after a few breaths, Xu Zhuo hugged him into his arms and let him lean on him.

"Have you lost your anger? It's okay with me. You can fight when you want, whenever you want, and you don't have to show mercy."

Du Ziyou looked up at him, his eyes were wet, like a lost deer.

"But now," Xu Zhuo cupped his icy face with his palms, the two of them got closer, their breath blended, and he said softly, "You close your eyes."

Without hesitation, he was very obedient, trembling with thick eyelashes, and lowered his eyelids.

Xu Zhuo loves the way he trusts him wholeheartedly.

He smiled, lowered his head slightly, and pressed his lips against Du Ziyou's moist lips, which were soft, a little cold, and a little dry.

The moment the four lips touched, the person in his arms suddenly suffocated, his lips began to tremble, and the hand curled on his chest tightly clenched Xu Zhuo's clothes.

Maybe it was a few minutes, maybe only half a second, Xu Zhuo separated a little distance from him, and then stuck to him again, tentatively sticking out his tongue, the tip of the tongue lightly stroked——

Du Ziyou trembled even more.

They are all inexperienced young chickens. Xu Zhuo felt that he had used the most ingenuity in his life, desperately recalling the kissing video clips he had seen before, imitating the actors' kissing methods, and at the same time, he had to be careful not to use too much force or go too deep. So as not to scare the sweetheart away.

But how can you control yourself when you are deeply in love?

Sitting sideways on the sofa was really inconvenient. Xu Zhuo sucked Du Ziyou's lower lip, and at the same time, with his arms, he hugged Du Ziyou and turned him around so that he sat face to face on his lap.

"Hmm..." Du Ziyou let out an exclamation, stuffed in his throat, which was immediately covered by the sound of water.

Du Ziyou felt that he was out of breath, his head was so dizzy from lack of oxygen, and all the strength in his body had already been lost, so he could only rely on the hands behind his back to support his body so as not to fall down.

Xu Zhuo separated from him with difficulty, their lips were red and swollen, glistening with water, and their eyes were intertwined, so enthusiastic that they would stick together again in a second.

"Al-Are you alright?" Xu Zhuo's voice was hoarse.

"En." Du Ziyou nodded his head lightly, his face was flushed, and two drops of physiological tears hung from the corners of his eyes.

When Xu Zhuo heard the words, he was only foolishly happy at him, and fireworks exploded in his heart.

It feels so good!

If he can keep kissing like this, he will go to any party or reception!

But reality is reality after all, once cold water is poured on it, no matter how hot the thoughts are, it will be completely chilled.

They definitely couldn't go out with their current appearance, and Xu Zhuo refused to let Du Ziyou down, so they hugged him like this and calmed down their breathing together.

He still asked the doubts in his heart: "Can you tell me what happened?"

Du Ziyou was in a much better mood, playing with Xu Zhuo's tie knot with his fingers, and said softly: "A reporter asked about the last time in the light food pavilion."

He was almost stabbed by that person in the light food pavilion. If Xu Zhuo hadn't appeared in time, he might have died.

Xu Zhuo didn't pay attention to this matter later, and he doesn't know how to deal with it in the end.

"I filed a lawsuit. I was slightly injured. I was released after a few days of detention." Du Ziyou drooped the corners of his mouth and loosened Xu Zhuo's bow tie with both hands. Come on, make trouble for me."

Xu Zhuo still didn't understand: "Who the hell is he?"

Du Ziyou wrinkled his nose: "Yue Laiyong, someone related to Oya."

"Isn't he an executive of Bingyou? How did he become a member of Aoya?" Xu Zhuo was surprised. "How could Bingyou's acquisition of Aoya have anything to do with him?" And why are you so angry?Was it stimulated by something?

"The matter is very complicated," Du Ziyou pulled suddenly, and Xu Zhuo choked on his tight tie, "I don't want to say it, so don't ask."

"Okay, okay, let go."

Du Ziyou let out a "hum", let go of his hands, got down from his lap, and went to the side to adjust his appearance.

Wayward little goblin!

Xu Zhuo was full of love and hate in his heart. After freeing his neck, he rushed forward and bowed, and hugged Du Ziyou upright, with his arms across his hips.

It was the first time for Du Ziyou to be hugged by someone like this. He lost his center of gravity and fell forward. He hugged the other person's head in fright, and patted him on the shoulder with both hands: "Put me down!"

"Do you still dare to murder your own husband, huh?"

"Who, who is my husband!" Du Ziyou blushed even more, like a lobster that was overcooked, ready to be eaten immediately, "Put me down! You are too, too——too hateful!"

"My wife is not hateful at all," Xu Zhuo said with a smile, "he is a little goblin, he likes to play petty temper, but I just love him badly."

In terms of poor mouth, how could an academic school like Du Ziyou compare to an experienced school like Xu Zhuo?

Xu Zhuo accepted it when he was ready, let him down, looked into his eyes, and said seriously: "If you don't want to say it now, don't say it. If you want to say it later, come to me directly, and I will be waiting for you at any time."

He wiped away the teardrops from the corners of Du Ziyou's eyes with his thumb, and continued: "That reporter drove away? Doesn't this matter have much impact?"

"The media present here are all writers, just say hello," Du Ziyou said, "Let the people under you do the other things."

Xu Zhuo nodded, combed his hair with his hands, and said: "Then let's go out, can I accompany you, say that it's your friend or something? Your security personnel are not reliable, just casually Show me, a stranger, the way."

Du Ziyou glanced at him, and said dissatisfied: "Are you showing your charm to others again?"

Xu Zhuo yelled at the injustice: "What 'again'!? I am a good person with three views and righteousness. I was issued a good person card not long ago. How could I do such a thing!"

Du Ziyou muttered: "Whether it was intentional or not, I did it like this."

"Okay, what you said is right," Xu Zhuo surrendered, "I will definitely pay attention in the future."

A knock on the door interrupted their conversation.

The sound insulation in the lounge is good, the door is knocking so loudly, someone must be in a hurry.

"I'll go and ask," Xu Zhuo said to Du Ziyou, "you should arrange your clothes again."

He unlocked it, opened the door and stuck his head out, asking, "What's the matter? Mr. Du will come out soon."

It was the middle-aged man with glasses who knocked on the door just now. He had a gloomy face and asked, "Where's Mr. Du?"

"Say something directly." Du Ziyou's voice came from inside.

"Mr. Du," the middle-aged man cleared his throat and raised his voice, "Yue Laiyong - he jumped off the building."

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