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

Su Qiao paid out of her own pocket and treated Wen Jie and Wei Xing to a breakup meal.

During this period of time, he considered the matter of terminating the contract, and finally decided to change to another brokerage company. Although Wenjie and Weixing treated him very well, the road of stars and seas cannot be planted in a small reservoir.

Su Qiao's goal is the movie king. The resources and planning of Pineapple Company can no longer provide him with nourishment. Job hopping is the best choice, and the road ahead will be easier.

He never had any plan for doing things, relying on his 3-minute passion and enthusiasm, but acting is the only thing he seriously plans, and he can't just idle around and do nothing for a lifetime, not to mention He Zhijin, he himself looks down on himself.

The atmosphere in the box of the hot pot restaurant was warm. Wen Jie brought a few bottles of expensive foreign wine from home, paired with the hot sauce, and ate the hot and spicy Sichuan hot pot, feeling comfortable and happy.

Weixing's mouth was red, sucking and sucking, "Little Qiao, you left Pineapple, have you decided where to go?"

Su Qiao drank juice from a cup, and stirred the oil bowl of sesame paste with chopsticks, "Shengjia Media, arranged by Mr. He."

"Shengjia Media? Just the Shengjia who has collected all the four great actresses?" Weixing's eyes widened.

Shengjia Media is a well-established entertainment company in Huaguo, the only listed company in the entertainment industry, and works closely with Huaguo's fifth-generation big-name directors, producing frequent masterpieces. It is a gold-absorbing monster during the Spring Festival every year.

The artists under the banner are famous for their strength. The four major female roles in the circle are all held by Sheng Jia. There are countless three gold trophies. It is the "utopia" that everyone in the circle yearns for.

Shengjia is very particular about signing artists. He values ​​the potential and strength of the artists themselves, and has never signed a traffic artist.

Su Qiao is Shengjia's first signing traffic, which is enough to make his peers jealous.

Su Qiao nodded. She has been in the industry for half a year. She is not like a stunned young man before. She has heard about Shengjia Media. He Zhijin's consideration is very reasonable. He wants to win the actor, and signing with Shengjia is the best solution.

Satellite was stunned, and then smiled happily, "Qiao Qiao, you will be very popular in the future, don't forget us!"

"That's for sure." Su Qiao picked up the transparent juice glass, the yellow-orange liquid swayed, with high ambition, "I will definitely become the best actor in China in the future."

Wen Jie leaned forward and back with a smile, and touched the wine glass lightly, "You think it's beautiful." After a slight pause, his voice was slightly lowered, "I wish you great ambitions and happy every day."

"Must!" Su Qiao gulped down the juice.

Wen Jie coughed lightly, "Xingxing, you go to pay the bill, I have something to talk to Su Qiao."

Satellite picked up the phone and walked away wisely.

Wen Jie slowly turned the wine glass in his hand, and rubbed his face with the other hand, "Su Qiao, have you made up your mind?"

"Think it over." Su Qiao didn't think about it.

Wen Jie glanced at the closed door, settled down, and cleared his throat, "Su Qiao, do you know that He Zhijin has a younger brother?"

The woman Su Qiao met in the parking lot once yelled for He Zhijin to return her son, "I know."

Wen Jie changed into a comfortable sitting position, and looked at Su Qiao worriedly, "How did He Zhijin tell you about his younger brother?"

"We haven't talked about this." Su Qiao has a big heart and doesn't pay attention to these things.

Wen Jie hesitated for a second, then said in a low voice, "His younger brother was born to the wife He Yuanwei is currently marrying."

"What does this have to do with me?"

Wen Jie's movement of spinning the wine glass stopped, and he paused every word, "A year ago, his younger brother overdosed on DU while abroad and died."

Su Qiao frowned, what did Wen Jie tell him?

Wen Jie licked his upper lip, and spoke faster, "I was on vacation abroad, and I went with Mr. He to deal with the funeral. It was summer in Hawaii, the temperature was [-] degrees, and the house was smelly. I walked to the door and vomited. He I followed the funeral team calmly and stayed in the room for an afternoon."

After a short pause, he frowned in disgust, and continued: "On the return flight, he told me not to disclose this matter to the female family members of the He family. This hit."

Su Qiao supported her chin with one hand, if it was herself, she would think so too.

Wen Jie squeezed the wine glass tightly, his fingertips turned white, "But I was wrong."

"He's just worried that Mrs. He is crazy, because a lunatic is out of control, and he wants to control everyone in the He family."

Su Qiao was taken aback, did He Zhijin think so?

Wen Jie looked at him, breathing tensely, "You can't measure him with ordinary people's thinking. He has no feelings and only considers his own interests. I used to admire him a lot, but the longer we get along, the more I feel that I can't have a deep friendship. But everyone has an emotional and rational side, he doesn't have it, he only has reason, be his friend, and don't know when he will become an abandoned child."

Having said that, Wen Jie picked up the wine glass and drank it down. The high-purity foreign wine made him blush and coughed a few times, "Su Qiao, you are very simple. Pay off your debts as soon as possible while you still have the chance. Find a way to get rid of him, if you delay for a long time, you won't be able to leave."

Su Qiao Xiubai clasped his hands, his left ear went in, and his right ear went out. He firmly believed that He Zhijin would not harm him, so why worry?

As for the others, his mind is simple and he can't think of such complicated things.

Wen Jie got up, put on his jacket, pinched the copper doorknob with one hand, and asked meaningfully: "Su Qiao, have you ever thought about why you listen to He Zhijin so much?"

Su Qiao was stunned, and blurted out, "Because he is thinking about me."

He is not allowed to drink, he is not allowed to hang out in nightclubs and bars, he is not allowed to associate with messy people, etc., etc., are not all for his own good, why doesn't he listen?

Wen Jie sighed and walked out, "Su Qiao, you are an adult now."

Su Qiao supported his chin with one hand, and played with the can ring on the table with his fingers. Wen Jie said it was very serious. Su Qiao didn't think this matter was complicated. He was born to simplify complicated things. Since He Zhijin It's for his own good. Is there any harm in listening to He Zhijin's words?

He couldn't remember when he started listening to He Zhijin's words. It was probably not long after they fell in love. He and his friends and friends met a bunch of social thorns in a bar and wanted to ask them to "borrow" some money. A fight broke out when there was a disagreement, and the bar owner called the police in time, but the matter was left alone.

He Zhijin was very concerned and ignored him for several days. Su Qiao wrote a letter of guarantee, promising that she would never fight with anyone again, and then coaxed the "school belle" well.

From then on, He Zhijin seemed to have figured out his temperament. Once he made a mistake and did something stupid, such as messing around with a beautiful girl and being bumped into by He Zhijin, or being booed by his friends, he would drink too much when he knew he couldn't drink. Drunk, or skipping class and truancy, and getting the lowest grades in exams, and other things like that, He Zhijin would be cold and ignore him, not cook for him, or buy him snacks.

If Su Qiao behaves well, He Zhijin will cook delicious meals for him, rub his arms and legs, obey his words, and serve him comfortably. Over time, he came up with a law, "As long as you are obedient, you will be rewarded." ', and vice versa.

Su Qiao has not changed this habit until now.

He never felt that there was anything wrong with this way of getting along, but when it came to Wen Jie's mouth, it seemed to imply that He Zhijin used this method... to control him?

Su Qiao let out a long breath and looked up at the ceiling. The mist from the hot pot condensed into small water droplets drop by drop. It was really troublesome. He couldn't figure out this kind of thing, so he just wanted to talk about it briefly. in love.

All this painstaking effort just to control him?

Su Qiao doesn't want to think about first love so deeply. He always thinks of people in a good place. Otherwise, he will be suspicious and think that there are bad people around him, so he is worried all day long. How tired are you?

He still believed that He Zhijin was the clean and gentle boy in his memory, quiet and less talkative, simple and plain.

The matter of signing a contract with Shengjia Media was on the agenda. In Shengjia's huge conference room, Su Qiao met the future manager—Xie Fang.

Xie Fang is about 30 years old, wearing a beige business suit dress, showing a slender figure just right, with moist pearl earrings on her earlobes, bright lipstick, and white stiletto high heels walking sonorously, holding a document, sitting gracefully On the opposite side of Su Qiao.

Xie Fang smiled generously, "Hello, let me introduce myself. I am Xie Fang, 33 years old, and I am the general manager of Shengjia Media. I will be your full-time manager in the future. We will share weal and woe in the next five years. , advance and retreat together, and fight for our cause together.”

Su Qiao briefly introduced herself. She had heard of Xie Fang's name for a long time. She became the king of pop music Jiang Yan with one hand. There are no unpopular artists in her hands. Her professional ability is well-known in the industry, which is rare in his social circle. Seeing a career-oriented woman like Xie Fang, I admire her from the bottom of my heart.

"Let's talk about your personal positioning and development plan." Xie Fang picked up the remote control on the table, pressed it lightly, and the neat PPT was projected on the curtain wall, telling the story clearly.

A faint smell of bellflower perfume entered Su Qiao's nose. Su Qiao was familiar with this smell. He Zhijin's co-pilot also used this perfume that day. He Zhijin and Xie Fang met?

He Zhijin has a lot of things to do every day, flying all over the world all day long, and still thinking about finding an agent for him?

Su Qiao tapped her chin lightly with her finger, feeling sweet in her heart, it's so good that he doesn't need to think about these things anymore.

If he is really controlled by He Zhijin, this may also be a kind of happiness.

That night, Su Qiao bought fresh apples and returned home early.

On the white oak dining table, red and yellow hairy crabs are steaming, served with finely chopped green onions and shredded ginger, and the aroma is tangy.

He Zhijin's long legs were spread out under the dining table, leaning sideways lazily on the back of the chair, the glasses on the bridge of his nose were clear, and he was slowly flipping through the book with his fingers.

"You made it?" Su Qiao felt hungry, pulled a chair and sat down.

He Zhijin looked up at him, "Well, I have plenty of time today."

Su Qiao deftly opened the crab shell, and while eating, observed him secretly. He Zhijin's black hair was meticulously combed back and styled with hairspray. The simple black shirt was buttoned to the chin, outlining the firm outline of the chest muscles , abstinent and conservative.

From Su Qiao's point of view, He Zhijin's jaw line is smooth, with sharp edges and corners, straight nose bridge, thin and pale lips, and his face is as cold as ice when he is expressionless. He looks like a difficult person to touch.

He always seems to be so calm and calm, his heart is like still water, he can't see any emotional ups and downs, and he can't guess what he is thinking. Su Qiao put the tip of her tongue on her lower teeth, sighed in her heart, and moved the stool to He Zhijin's position. Pretend to be careless and say: "Mr. He, I heard about your brother, you must be very helpless?"

He Zhijin flipped through the book lightly, lowered his eyes, squinted his pupils, and pinched the bridge of his nose lightly, "I feel more guilt than helplessness. I have been too busy these years to let him be contaminated with those things." thing."

Su Qiao turned to him, wrinkled her nose, "I can't blame you, don't feel guilty."

What a normal reaction, how could Wen Jie say that He Zhijin has no feelings? If it were He Zhijin, he would not bother to discipline such a disappointing younger brother.

He Zhijin raised his hand, rubbed his temples, and sighed, "He is the son of that man, we have the same blood in our bodies, he may not necessarily regard me as my elder brother, but I still regard him as my brother." Brother, I should take care of him, this matter is my responsibility."

Su Qiao pulled a stool and sat beside He Zhijin, her calf stuck to He Zhijin's suit pants, not knowing what to say to relieve He Zhijin's guilt, he stretched out his hand and gently put his arm around He Zhijin's shoulder, "Don't be sad, it's really not strange you."

He Zhijin turned his head, a small piece of skin behind Su Qiao's ear was white and moist, like fresh cream, exuding a faint fragrance, where Su Qiao couldn't see, he was breathing lightly, there was no warmth in his eyes, and the corners of his lips were warm. Wei Yang, with a slow and deep voice, "I'm too busy, pursuing to make Wu Dong bigger and stronger, but neglecting family affection, and now I'm alone, I did something wrong."

"No!" Su Qiao was decisive, patted him on the shoulder lightly, imitating Su's mother's method of coaxing herself, "You work hard to make a better life for your family, and they alienate you. They were wrong."

If he has a complicated mind, or understands a little bit of psychology, He Zhijin calls 'that person', and his younger brother who never mentioned his name, will understand that this is a kind of contempt from the bottom of his heart, even saying the other person's name feels dirty own mouth.

He Zhijin closed her eyes, sighed deeply, with a melancholy expression, Su Qiao couldn't see his guilty look, he ate well, and asked He Zhijin's brother what he was doing?Isn't this an exposing of people's scars?

Su Qiao clenched her fists, and gently took off the glasses on the bridge of He Zhijin's nose. Unable to face He Zhijin's dark eyes, he raised his hand horizontally to cover those eyes, and leaned over to lightly touch his cool thin lips.

He's not good at comforting people, so he might as well make up for it with a kiss.

The thin eyelids in the palms trembled, and the palms of the mascara brushes felt itchy. The next second, He Zhijin clasped the back of his head with one hand, exerted a little force, and blocked his lips.

Su Qiao's breathing was stagnant, and her calf felt weak. Fortunately, he covered He Zhijin's eyes, otherwise she must have seen her blushing.

After parting, Su Qiao sat up straight, looked at the oily hairy crabs on the table, and coughed a few times, "Is it better?"

"Thank you." He Zhijin had a long aftertaste.

Su Qiao raised her hand and lightly touched the warm skin of her Adam's apple, she could clearly hear the beating of the heart in her chest.

He thought, He Zhijin is not calm and calm, but he is the only one who has seen He Zhijin's red eyes due to desire; this stern face does not only have one expression, it can also be out of control, obscene, and impatient.

It's just too good at pretending.