My poor boyfriend became the richest man after being dumped by me

"I'm like this...really okay?" Su Qiao tucked in the knitted wool scarf, and the light red marks on her white and clear neck were faintly visible, so ambiguous that it was hard to say.

He Zhijin was wearing a white shirt and tie with one hand, and glanced at him, "No problem."

Su Qiao took a deep breath and walked down the glamorous marble steps. He Yuanwei was holding up the golden silk birdcage and was playing with the birds. When he looked up, the smile on his face froze.

As soon as He Zhijin grabbed Su Qiao's hand and led him down the stairs, He Yuanwei looked at the backs of the two with unwillingness and disgust overlapping on his face.

Su Qiao's palms were slightly damp, and a layer of wet sweat broke out. He Zhijin's hands were cold, and he felt a little uncomfortable, so he withdrew his hands when he went out.

Last night, the X worm went to the brain, patronizing sensory stimulation, and woke up in the morning, Su Qiao wanted to crush herself to death.

On the one hand, he gave himself psychological comfort. Everyone is a man of blood, and it is normal to help in such a situation.

But on the other hand, the relationship between him and He Zhijin is complicated. Back then, he was ruthless and ungrateful when he dumped others, but he walked away simply and neatly. Now he just got kissed a few times, and...

It was so embarrassing, if only he could forget.

He Zhijin's fingers on the black leather steering wheel were slender and strong, with long joints, and the thin calluses on her fingertips were slightly stiff. Su Qiao glanced at it, paused, and turned her head to look at the receding scenery outside the window.

"What do you want for breakfast?" He Zhijin asked indifferently.

Su Qiao cleared her throat, took a pack of soda biscuits placed under the windshield, and sent a box to He Zhijin last time, "I'll just eat some biscuits."

"Sure?"

"Sure." Su Qiao tore open the package and took a bite.

At the intersection of traffic lights, He Zhijin tapped the steering wheel a few times and looked ahead, "Move into my house next week."

"Ah?" Su Qiao was stunned, looking at his side face fixedly.

"Not willing?" He Zhijin turned his head and looked at him.

Su Qiao doesn't know how to eat, it's not that he hasn't lived together before. He and He Zhijin both spent the winter and summer vacations in the third year of high school in a small apartment purchased by Su's family.

In the beginning, He Zhijin was stubborn and didn't want to depend on others. Later, after they slept together, He Zhijin became his captive, spending time with him day and night.

Su Qiao squeezed her face, if it's just living together, it's fine, He Zhijin didn't go any further last night, it can be seen that he has a decent character, and he is a boy, what else can he be treated for?

"Okay." Su Qiao took out her mobile phone from her pocket, "Add a WeChat for easy contact."

He Zhijin handed him the thin mobile phone, and Su Qiao scanned it with the mobile phone, and the words "Great Governor" appeared on the screen.

He was stunned for a moment. When He Zhijin was dating him, he used an old Nokia. In order to have a video with him, he specially bought a smartphone. The WeChat name was "given" by Su Qiao.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, it has not changed.

He Zhijin looked normal, the car stopped at the entrance of the alley, Su Qiao got out of the car and walked a few steps, when she heard the horn, she turned her head, He Zhijin tapped her lips with her fingers.

Want to play so intimately?Su Qiao looked around and found no suspicious person, but He Zhijin had requested so much, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Su Qiao bent over and leaned over, and gave him a quick "boo" on the edge of his mouth, and left immediately after touching him, standing upright, "Is it ok?"

He Zhijin's eyes froze, his brows raised, and then the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc, "Well, yes."

Su Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the rear view mirror from the corner of his eye, there were a few biscuit crumbs on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his hand to wipe it off, when there was a flash of thunder.

I'm afraid he is a fool! ! !

The corners of He Zhijin's lips twitched even deeper, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes, "You're welcome."

Su Qiao laughed dryly, pretending to be nonchalant, wiped the biscuit crumbs from her mouth, and walked straight into the apartment building.

He walked to the empty corridor, knocked his forehead lightly against the wall, burned from his neck to the roots of his ears, and was dyed with a layer of light powder. What was he thinking?

Su Qiao suspected that she was poisoned, as soon as she met He Zhijin, her IQ dropped sharply, otherwise she would have done such a stupid thing.

Downstairs, He Zhijin looked at the rearview mirror, raised his hand, and touched his mouth with nostalgia. His soft lips seemed to retain warmth. He slowly narrowed his eyes, couldn't help it, and burst out laughing, his stern image was completely gone. .

Su Qiao's embarrassed expression remained the same as before.

Cute, simple, spotlessly clean.

To this day, it is still the only light in his heart.

After the annual leave, Su Qiao went to the pineapple company.

Last year, the Pineapple Company realized the "big ~ leap ~ forward", and a pair of red couplets were pasted on the door, full of joy.

On the fruit plate on the table were big golden oranges that Wen Jie had brought back from abroad.

The audition for "Seniors, Help" is scheduled for tomorrow, and the crew revealed the rumors early in the morning. If there is no accident, the male lead will be Su Qiao.

Su Qiao has read the script many times, and the lines are memorized by heart, but the notes are not yet finished.

He held a box of colored highlighters, and carefully marked the scripts according to their priorities. This method was a study method He Zhijin once taught him, and it was used for him to sprint for the final exam. Now it is just right to classify the information in the script.

A year later, Wen Jie had a new haircut, blowing it clean and refreshing. He peeled an orange, sat down on the chair opposite Su Qiao, and cut straight to the point, "Su Qiao, what is the relationship between you and He Zhijin?"

"Don't you know?" Su Qiao raised her head from the script, a big man, why is he so gossip.

Wen Jie paused in peeling the orange, pulled a piece of paper and wiped his hands, with a serious expression, "Su Qiao, I think you are a good person."

"Thank you."

Wen Jie took a deep breath and looked at him, "Has Zhou Ke contacted you recently?"

Su Qiao frowned, "I don't know him well." Almost forgot about this person.

Wen Jie's face was serious, and he changed his idle look, "Zhou Ke's resources are all gone, because the people above him have gone bankrupt, and Mr. Li has been raising money everywhere recently to make up for the hole."

You deserve it, old and unscrupulous bastard, Su Qiao gets angry when she thinks about it.

"You haven't thought about why?" Wen Jie reminded in a low voice.

Su Qiao shrugged her shoulders, "You will kill yourself if you do many wrongdoings." People like that, who acted wildly with money, should have died long ago.

As for Zhou Ke, Su Qiao didn't sympathize with him at all. Children who haven't grown up should learn how to be civilized and polite before going out to hang out.

Wen Jie pinched the bridge of his nose, it was rare to see someone as simple as Su Qiao, "Su Qiao, do you know what kind of person He always is now?"

Su Qiao is not interested in He Zhijin's bad words. He can tell what kind of person he is, and he doesn't need others to listen to him. "A gentleman is a gentleman, serious and responsible in his work, and reliable. Although he doesn't like to talk, he has a kind heart."

"Mr. Wen, do you think there is something wrong with him?"

Wen Jie took a deep look at him, is this fucking He Zhijin?Kind hearted?It made him recall the fear of being dominated by He Zhijin.

He picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, thinking about his words, "He is very different from what you know."

"When Mr. He first entered Wudong, he wanted to make drastic reforms, but many old shareholders disagreed. He used some methods to dilute the equity and kicked out all shareholders who did not listen to him."

"Su Qiao, as long as he wants something, he will take the initiative and follow every step. As long as he has the advantage, he will kill him with one blow."

"Compassion does not control soldiers, righteousness does not control wealth." Su Qiao was not surprised at all. If the business was based on love, Wu Dong would have gone out of business a long time ago.

Wen Jie knocked on the rim of his cup, and looked at Su Qiao with sympathy. Regarding He Zhijin, he was afraid and couldn't speak clearly, "Su Qiao, don't you feel scared?"

Su Qiao couldn't figure it out, what was there to be afraid of, and he didn't do business with He Zhijin, "Let me answer your question just now, he is my ex-boyfriend."

Su Qiao paused, "We have been together for three years, and no one knows him better than me. I believe that even if there are things I don't know, he will not harm me."

He believed that He Zhijin hated him, but would He Zhijin harm him?

Will the boy who ate sugar buns for three months and still feels sick when he smells sweets just to buy him a birthday present hurt him? , that boy who gave up his admission to Peking University and planned to go to a third-rate university with him will harm him?

There are no such bad people in this world.

Wen Jie was informal and not good at talking about feelings with others, so he was speechless and sighed softly, "Brother, you are finished!"

"Su Qiao." Satellite sat in the driver's seat, glanced at him through the rearview mirror, and said cautiously: "We don't have to audition for "Senior, Help" today."

After Su Qiao changed her clothes, she was startled, "What's wrong?"

"Call me in the morning." Satellite squeezed the steering wheel angrily, gnashing his teeth, "Let us not come, they have booked someone else."

"Who's it for?" Su Qiao frowned, she didn't even have to try the audition, so she decided that he was not as good as that person?

He has carefully studied the script of "Senior, Help" for a month, and he is confident that he can do his best.

"Look at Weibo..."

Su Qiao opened Weibo, and the popular headlines came into view.

[Looking forward to everyone's senior @韩剑荣, you are like a spring breeze, blowing my heart. ]

The comment section is buzzing.

[Looking forward to the actor's new work, brother, come on! ]

[Three years later, my brother is actually filming a TV series, let's start chasing the series! ]

[The actor actually plays this?The cast is too strong, what kind of heroine is worthy of this position? ]

[He is too reckless to shoot online dramas, woo woo, why doesn't my brother go to make movies? ]

[Am I the only one who finds this fascinating?The senior crew has been praising Su Qiao's Weibo, and even forwarded his Weibo, and suddenly decided on Han Jianrong, what kind of coquettish operation is this?Sneaking fans or rubbing heat? ]

It turned out that Han Jianrong had been chosen, Su Qiao locked the screen, and was convinced of the loss. The actor's acting skills are indeed better than him.

He's pretty good at choosing people, and it just so happens that the TV series is on the air, so he can watch and see how the best actor shapes the male lead.

"Aren't you angry?" Satellite looked at the calm Su Qiao.

"What are you angry about?"

Weixing was filled with righteous indignation, and his seven orifices were filled with smoke, "He stole your role!"

Su Qiao curled her lips and crossed her arms, "It's not him who robs, I'm the crew, and I will choose him too."

"Are you Guanyin Bodhisattva descending to earth?" Weixing gritted his teeth, "Han Jianrong is absolutely jealous that you let his body double be exposed, otherwise he is a movie star, so how about acting in this kind of online drama?"

"Damn it." Weixing couldn't help but swear, "This bitch, why is he so small-minded!"

Su Qiao opened the notebook, and on the first page of the mezzanine lay the autograph of the movie star Han Jianrong. Play it for him!"

Weixing was furious, "How can you forget it like this! You have made so much preparation for this drama, and they just piss you off like this? Are you kidding us?"

It was obvious that he was bullying Su Qiao, who was fledgling and had no backing.

"You can't say that." Su Qiao is calm and has a good psychological quality. "The director chose him instead of me because my overall quality is not as good as his. Han Jianrong is indeed better than me in terms of business ability. What I can do Just work harder, one day, I will stand in front of him and tell him personally that I am no worse than you."

Weixing looked at him in astonishment. Although Han Jianrong's behavior was low-key, Su Qiao is still a low-level online drama actor. Where did he come from to be as confident as the actor shoulder to shoulder, "You have a sense of humor."

Su Qiao was noncommittal, took a gel pen, and drew a cartoon skull next to Han Jianrong's signature.

One day, I will be stronger than you.

The pace of the film and television industry is extremely fast. Most of the crew that invited Su Qiao years ago have already started their productions. After searching the remaining scripts, they finally selected this "Folding Flower Knife".

At that time, Su Qiao liked the script of "Folding Flower Knife", but Weixing and Wen Jie shook their heads and denied it. There were no young audiences watching spy war dramas. Although the middle-aged and old people liked to watch them, there were few people online. ~ The act of killing.

But now that Su Qiao is out of favor and has no choice, Cass from "The Blossom Knife" is currently the best resource.

"Folding flower knife" is the name of a kind of waist knife of ethnic minorities. It has strong hardness and high toughness, and it is indispensable for living in the jungle.

Ning Qi, the male protagonist of "Folding Flower Knife", is a minority. Su Qiao liked this character very much when he read the script. Ning Qi was born in a closed mountain village. He is the "devil king" in the village. He teases cats and dogs. In order to marry her childhood sweetheart, she went to the city to make money, and worked as a mistress in a restaurant.

By chance, I met Gu Jinrong, the male second from a famous family. Compared with Ning Qi's glib and nonchalant, Gu Jinrong came back from abroad, noble and elegant.

Gu Jinrong was falsely imprisoned, and the noble son in the past became a prisoner, lingering on his last breath. Ning Qi joined the organization in order to clear up the grievances of his friends. With his intelligence and eclectic personality, he gradually became the spy chief who turned his hands into clouds and rained his hands. .

The script is well-written, but the characters have a lot of room for growth, and the roles are assigned clearly. Apart from being an unpopular spy war drama, there are no shortcomings.

Su Qiao didn't have to wait in line to audition like he did in "Really Like You". The director of "Folding Knife" chatted with him for a while, and readily accepted him.

After all, if you spend hundreds of thousands of dollars and hire a popular celebrity to act, you can make money without losing money.

The work was progressing non-stop. On the day of the photo shoot, Su Qiao met the other actors of the crew.

The makeup artist carefully served Su Qiao's face, and Weixing poked Su Qiao's arm excitedly, "Morris!"

Su Qiao looked in the mirror, there was a young man not far away, tall and masculine, with a good figure, and a little familiar, as if he had known him before.

"Who is that?"

"Ancestor! You don't even know Morris." Weixing looked at him like he was watching an alien, and whispered: "The main theme movie of Genzheng Miaohong is the official male lead, especially popular with the official media, and his acting skills are very good Yes, he is nominated for best actor every year, and he has been with him for four years."

"What a tragedy." The psychological quality is really good, if Su Qiao runs with him for four years, he will go crazy.

Satellite made some inquiries and came back with strange eyes and an indescribable expression, "He's playing the second male role? He's bigger than you, why?"

Su Qiao also wanted to know, even if she was accompanying the running actor, her acting skills were not bad, so she wouldn't come to this kind of drama to play the leading role.

However, he soon found out.

Morris sat on the chair beside him, tilted his head, and smiled slightly, "Hi."

"Hello." This smile was too familiar to Su Qiao.

As soon as Morris raised his hand, the makeup artist who was about to put makeup on him stopped, "Master Su, don't you remember me?"

Those who can be called this name must know him, Su Qiao thought over and over again, no one can be the right number to run with the actor in front of him.

"My lord, you forget things. We are classmates in junior high school." Morris stood up, put his hands in his pockets, raised his legs and made a violent kick, "Do you remember me?"

"Bean sprouts?"

Su Qiao suddenly realized that Morris was really a classmate in junior high school. He transferred to another school in the third year of junior high school. At that time, he looked malnourished, just like bean sprouts, with glasses at the bottom of a wine bottle on his nose. He stuttered and looked at people with evasive eyes. ,Chicken-hearted.

Morris smiled warmly, looked at him with piercing eyes, and said in a low voice, "Master Su, you finally think of me."

The change was too great, the Bean Sprout back then turned into a handsome man, Su Qiao lamented how time flies, and was about to speak, the expression on his face froze in a blink of an eye, remembering an incident of being thrown into a corner.

In the third year of junior high school, he had been chasing He Zhijin with all his heart. There were occasional rumors in school that he was gay, but his classmates didn't take it seriously. They all thought he was just for fun, but no one took it seriously.

Maurice handed him the love letter.

At that time, Su Qiao was young and energetic, and thought he was too high to be reached. Morris often looked at him timidly. When he turned his head, Morris immediately dodged and did not dare to look at him.

He also often followed his ass, like a ghost behind him, Su Qiao was very tired.

Once I hid in the school swimming pool to watch him swim. When Su Qiao came ashore, Morris blushed and stammered a confession to him. Before he finished speaking, Su Qiao kicked him into the swimming pool to wake him up. .

Toad wants to eat.

Daydreaming!

"..." Su Qiao wanted to vomit blood. She didn't hold grudges for that action just now, did she?

Morris smiled leisurely, "Master Su, long time no see, I will take good care of you as a senior in a film crew in the future."

Su Qiao smiled brightly, "Thank you." She said in her heart, brother, it is wrong to retaliate, you cannot avenge yourself publicly.

It's true that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and it's only about the speed of arrival and the delay of arrival.

On the day of moving, Su Qiao was alone, pawned all her previous clothes and luxury goods, packed lightly, carried a suitcase, and boarded the car sent by He Zhijin.

The windows of the Su family’s villa are bright and clean, and the lawn is beautifully manicured. It seems that the owner has taken good care of it. Su Qiao took a few more glances. Riding a bicycle with his brother in the courtyard seemed like yesterday. , Cleaning up the house so well, he must cherish his former home very much.

This is a happy event.

Su Qiao took a photo, carefully saved it in the phone, turned around and walked into the home where she was going to stay temporarily.

The steamed sea bass on the dining table was steaming. He Zhijin held a sharp kitchen knife and lowered his head to chop the vegetables carefully, making a steady rattling sound.

The soup in the casserole is gurgling, the sun is warm, and the scene is full of life.

Su Qiao hasn't eaten the meal made by He Zhijin for a long time, and for a moment, he seemed to be back six years ago. In the small apartment, he was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, and he could see He Zhijin's tall and straight back busy in the kitchen from one side of his head.

At that time, he was not as tall as he is now, and he was thinner. Looking from behind, he could see the protruding shoulder blades on his back.

Su's father and Su's mother are very busy people. Su Qiao grew up eating the meals cooked by his aunt, and it was the first time he ate He Zhijin's dishes.

"What are you thinking?" He Zhijin put the plate on the dining table.

Su Qiao's nose was sore, she gasped a few times, sat down, smiled, "It's so fragrant, my saliva is almost drooling."

He Zhijin filled the soup and sat down opposite him, "Let's eat."

Su Qiao picked up the chopsticks and ate a few mouthfuls. The familiar taste was still there. When he raised his head, He Zhijin didn't move at all and looked at him quietly. He was embarrassed to eat, "Mr. He, don't you want to eat?"

"How's work going?" He Zhijin picked up the chopsticks gracefully, with a good posture and a gentle manner.

Su Qiao and Han Jianrong's grievances can be dealt with by himself, "It's very good, the new drama will join the team in a few days."

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?" He Zhijin's words were full of meaning.

Su Qiao thought for a while, "Yes."

"Mr. He, can you give me the recipe of the stew, I will let my mother learn it."

He Zhijin glanced at him, and readily agreed, "Okay, I'll write you the formula later."

Su Qiao sighed in her heart, what a good man, he can enter the living room and go down to the kitchen, and he is very good-looking, his extinguished thoughts are alive again.

How about...he chases after He Zhijin again?

Once the thoughts popped up, she couldn't hold back. Su Qiao felt that she was quite shameless, and she would never turn back, but the grass was too fragrant.

Back then, he spent a whole year chasing He Zhijin, how long will it take him to catch up now?

Su Qiao's little calculations in her mind were up and down, uncertain and hesitant.

"Please, we must meet Mr. He today." The producer Mr. Zhan smiled and handed the document to the front desk.

There was a bright red envelope in the white paper, the front desk had no guts to accept it, and pushed it back, "Mr. He is in a meeting, please wait in the living room."

Mr. Zhan has had bad luck recently. The company under his name has a TV series "Senior, Help" that is about to start filming. When he went to the radio and television to file for the record, he suddenly found that the original copyright of "Senior, Help" has expired. This is a trivial matter, and it often happens , and renew the contract with the copyright owner.

But the bad thing is that the author of "Senior, Help" sold the copyright to Lyme Entertainment overnight. Now Mr. Zhan's film and television company has no right to shoot this show. Dong's lawyer team is famous all over the country, and they can sue him for bankruptcy.

After several turnarounds, Mr. Zhan sent a lot of gifts, anxious like ants on a hot pot. Director Jin of Lime asked three questions, and hinted him to look for it when he had to. If he had to, he could only visit The famous President Wu Dong.

Five hours later.

Mr. Zhan walked into the spotless office. The man was sitting behind the imposing desk. He knew he was coming in, but he didn't look up, his face was straight and cold.

I once heard that this person was outstanding, but Mr. Zhan didn't dare to take a closer look, and he didn't dare to sit down, "Mr. He, I'm from Yuansi Media..."

"What's the matter?" He Zhijin interrupted him coldly.

Mr. Zhan smiled graciously. For a company like Wu Dong, which ranks in the country, crushing them to death is no different from crushing an ant. The filming is about to start, and if you encounter this kind of thing, can you accommodate us, and we will share the copyright."

"Copyright sharing?" He Zhijin chuckled, looking at him, Mr. Zhan couldn't help shaking when he met his scrutinizing gaze.

He Zhijin said unhurriedly: "The word cooperation means to solve problems together, not us to solve your problems."

"This..." Boss Zhan gritted his teeth and let out a bloodbath, "Our profits can be distributed to Lyme."

He Zhijin sneered, noncommittal, and Mr. Zhan realized that the person in front of him was not short of money at all, "Mr. He, we invested a lot in this movie, which suppressed all the funds of the company. We hired actor Han Jianrong to play the male lead, and the salary was paid over." Halfway, this... is going to be yellow, and we have to go bankrupt."

"Actor?"

Mr. Zhan nodded, with a smile on his face, and said, "Originally, the budget wasn't that high, so I chose that Joe who has been popular recently, but Han Jianrong contacted us suddenly, and he was very optimistic about us, and he lowered his salary to play the role." For this drama, we are sure to cooperate with Han Yingdi."

what joeHe Zhijin narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his jaw slightly, "Secretary Zhou, see off the guests."

"Mr. He...I haven't finished yet..." Mr. Zhan broke out in a cold sweat, he really didn't know how he offended this one.

He Zhijin ignored it, and said in a flat voice, "I am extremely sympathetic to what happened to your company, but there is nothing I can do to help."