I spoil the domineering president

Xu Zhuo shrugged and moved out of the way, allowing Du Ziyou enough space to come out.

"What's wrong with Mr. Du?" Auntie asked anxiously. She saw the white handkerchief on Du Ziyou's hand, with blood oozing out, which looked terrible.

"A little injury." Du Ziyou finally got out of the car, trying to maintain the elegance of his movements as conditions allowed, "Doctor Cheng will come later."

After speaking, he entered the house, treating the person standing by the car as air.Xu Zhuo had long been used to his moodiness, and his face didn't change, but the aunt next to him apologized for him: "I'm sorry, Mr. Du has a bad temper."

This is a bit strange to say.Xu Zhuo is very sensitive to the twists and turns between people. What she said was like a mother apologizing for her child, which meant that she had worked in the Du family for a long time and had a good relationship with Du Ziyou, but at the same time she used "Mr. Du" is too alienating to call a child whom he has taken care of since he was a child.

He only dared to think about it in his heart, and put on his trademark bright smile on his face, and said: "No, Mr. Du is my idol." Although it was exaggerated, it was not completely false, "Then...no I'm leaving for other things."

But the aunt passed him and looked at the gate of the yard. A white car drove in quietly and parked in the outdoor parking space. A well-mannered man in his 30s got out of the car.His black hair brushed back with hairspray, his face pretending to be easy-going but still unable to conceal his arrogance, his well-fitting suit and his sloppy movements made Xu Zhuo define him at first glance: Du Ziyou is in Du Ziyou's circle. people.

"Doctor Cheng," the auntie smiled and greeted her with a familiar look, "You are here, please come in."

"Aunt Wei," Dr. Cheng asked, carrying a medical kit, "Where's Ziyou?"

"It should be in the bedroom." The aunt replied.

He hummed, and then he noticed the stranger beside him.Xu Zhuo smiled at him politely, Dr. Cheng nodded his head as a greeting, and entered the house without saying a word.

Xu Zhuo had no desire to inquire about the people he met by chance, so he said to Aunt Wei: "Okay, go get busy, I won't bother—"

"Boom—" There was movement upstairs, and Xu Zhuo looked up to see the well-decorated small balcony on the second floor, which was next to a large window.There was no one on the balcony or windows, only the gray-blue curtains were still swinging, as if someone stood there and moved the curtains a few seconds ago.

"Oh," Aunt Wei also noticed the movement, "It's where Mr. Du lives, did something drop..."

Xu Zhuo stared at the window thoughtfully until the phone vibrated in his pocket.He took it out to look at the screen. It was an unfamiliar call. After picking up the call, he said a few words to the other party, asked about the time and place, and then hung up the phone.

"Comrade police?" Aunt Wei nervously clutched the apron in front of her, "What are they doing with Mr. Du?"

"Don't worry, Du is always a victim, I just asked him to take notes," Xu Zhuo was born with a trustworthy temperament and talent, a smile and two or three words put Aunt Wei at ease, "Do you have any papers? I remember something."

Aunt Wei ran back to get a pen and paper, and Xu Zhuo wrote the information given by the police on it, and also left his mobile phone number.He instructed: "Remember to hand it over to Mr. Du later."

He left Du's house and took a taxi directly to the police station. After completing the notes, he rushed back to the company non-stop and devoted himself to intense work.

Advertising companies will usher in a peak of orders every festival. Qixi Festival is not considered a major festival. Compared with the Spring Festival, the busyness of work can only be said to be insignificant.However, Xu Zhuo hit the small peak of Qixi Festival immediately after joining the job. He didn't have the buffer time to get familiar with Bingyou, and he had very high demands on himself, so he almost became Bingyou's busiest person.

His immediate superior delegates a lot of power. Xu Zhuo holds meetings of various sizes every day. In addition to holding meetings and discussions with various departments within the project team, communicating with customers about the progress of existing projects, he also maintains relationships with old customers who have taken over. For example, reviewing all PPTs sent to customers also needs to be done by yourself.Even if a lot of work can be assigned to the people under him, it takes a lot of time and energy.

After staying in the dark for two weeks, all the projects have finally entered the launch stage. They only need to keep an eye on them in case of accidents, and the burden is relieved a lot.

Xu Zhuo has been busy these days, and his mind is occupied by countless meetings, documents, PPTs and gossip. The thrilling scene in the light food pavilion is like an inconspicuous episode, forgotten in the corner of memory.

In the past ten days or so, he had only seen Du Ziyou from afar twice. The first time was on the third day after the incident. When Xu Zhuo went to work, he saw his familiar back, with gauze wrapped around his left hand, talking to the assistant next to him expressionlessly.

Another time was two days ago, when Du Ziyou was surrounded by a large group of people in the studio corridor, Xu Zhuo hurriedly squeezed to make way for them. Du Ziyou's eyes didn't change, so he probably didn't notice him at all.The gauze was gone by then.

Regarding the follow-up of the attack, Xu Zhuo only received a notification from the police. The injured person was detained for a few days before being released. As for Du Ziyou's further actions, he had no time or interest to inquire.To be honest, he wished he could stay far away from Du Ziyou. This great god is unpredictable, like a timed bomb. The bomb will go off without knowing when. If he can't be provoked, he can't hide.

Now that he has free time, Xu Zhuo didn't think about Du Ziyou's affairs at the first time, but organized the project team colleagues to go out to relax together, and went to team building under the pretense of name.Everyone unanimously chose to eat hot pot. According to their words, what could be better than hot pot in an air-conditioned room in summer?

After eating and drinking, they continued to sing K. Everyone made a fuss and asked the boss to present a song. After drinking two glasses of wine, Xu Zhuo felt his stomach tumbling and uncomfortable.He stuffed so many miscellaneous things into dinner, drank a few more glasses of wine, the air in the karaoke room was not good, and he was too busy recently, so he didn't go to the gym, so he insisted on making his body suffer.

"I'm going out for a while!" He yelled at the colleagues next to him, the music in the box was deafening, everyone took it for granted that he was going to the bathroom, and nodded in understanding.

Xu Zhuo opened the door and went out. After standing outside for a while, he regained his strength. He actually went to the bathroom and splashed the splashing tap water on his face to wake himself up.

"Eh?" Someone patted on the back, "Brother Fate, are you so interested in singing today?"

Xu Zhuo turned off the faucet, turned his head and saw a mass of fiery red hair, who else could it be if it wasn't William.He picked up the towel by the pool to wipe his face, and said, "The team building in the group, let the little ones relax."

William clicked his tongue twice: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and your mood is ten years older." Then he winked at him, "Old man, how about you, accompany me to the adult party?"

Xu Zhuo looked at him vigilantly: "I'm a good young man who emphasizes five things and four beauties. Don't try to corrupt me with capitalist methods."

"Hey, am I that kind of person?" William put his hand on his shoulder, "I'll take you to expand your network. It's the martial arts director I mentioned last time. You will have opportunities to use him in the future."

Xu Zhuo remembered that two weeks ago when he went to see Liamette's Manager Lin, William asked him to meet the great director, but unfortunately he couldn't spare time at that time, so he regretted to borrow it.

"Alright then," he dried his hands and threw the towel into the basket, "tell me about it carefully."

On the way to the private room, William gave him a brief introduction to the likes and taboos of Wuhan University directors, and Xu Renjing soon had a plan in mind.

"Here, here it is." William pushed open the door of the luxury box, and Xu Zhuo followed behind him, opening his mouth, and then his smile froze.

Fuck you William, you don't even mention that Du Ziyou is here! ?