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

Ever since Su Qiao and Cheng Huai finished their conversation, anyone with a discerning eye can smell something wrong between them. Su Qiao arrives at the set at 06:30 in the morning, and Cheng Huai has to arrive at [-]:[-]. Su Qiao can memorize the lines of the opponent actor. Huai didn't sleep in the middle of the night and memorized the entire script, taking away Su Qiao's title of model worker, and he did better than Su Qiao in everything.

This kind of benign competition made it difficult for the crew to say anything. Director Du turned a blind eye and reaped the benefits.

Xie Fang was carrying a luxury handbag and wearing delicate light makeup, sitting on the sofa opposite Su Qiao, while Su Qiao was drinking milk tea, watching her own scenes on the phone, and writing notes in the notebook, "Sister Fang, do you want to drink? "

"The calories are too high." Xie Fang waved her hand. She was not as physically fit as Su Qiao. She didn't get fat after eating and drinking, but she looked thinner.

"Su Qiao, Cheng Huai was recommended by you?"

Su Qiao bit the straw halfway, gave a vague hum, and dexterously twirled a black ballpoint pen in Xiu Bai's palm, "What's wrong?"

"Do you regret it?"

"What do you regret?" Su Qiao raised her eyes, confused.

Xie Fang was stunned by the silly boy's question, and after a while she organized her words, "I heard from Director Du that Cheng Huai is competing with you."

"Is Cheng Huai competing with me?"

"You didn't notice?"

Su Qiao paused in the movement of turning the pen, and suddenly realized, "It turns out that he is so diligent these days because I compete with me, I thought..."

I thought I was hurt by love, so I turned to concentrate on my career.

Xie Fang's original worries dissipated, and Su Qiao's manuscript, which was originally intended to enlighten her, would no longer be needed. It's good for the artists under her hand to have a big heart, so they don't have to worry about mental health problems.

Su Qiao doesn't pay much attention to Cheng Huai's affairs, but he probably knows what Cheng Huai thinks in his heart. He just thinks that he and He Zhijin don't match, just like freshly squeezed orange juice mixed with 82-year-old Lafite. It will be difficult to swallow, but it has a special flavor in practice.

"Sister Fang, do you think Mr. He and I are a good match?" Su Qiao actively sought opinions from the public.

Xie Fang smiled slightly, with a strong sense of survival, "Very good."

Su Qiao narrowed her eyes, "Really?"

Xie Fang cleared her throat, patted the table, and said righteously: "I think you and Mr. He are a perfect match, a perfect match, a heavenly match."

Forgive her, Ancestor Su, can you ask someone else such a life-threatening question?

"I also think we are quite compatible." The subtle imbalance in Su Qiao's heart disappeared, and she felt much better.

On the day Su Qiao finished filming, he felt relieved. He was very unfamiliar with making a movie for the first time.

Xie Fang and Shengjia Media have planned his future route step by step. He is a serious actor, not many resources but more refined, and all conditions are fully developed. Su Qiao has no objection. Although he is willful and arrogant, he is generally very good Obedient, absolutely obey the organization arrangement.

Su Qiao put on sunglasses, put on a black peaked cap, and came out of the office building rented by the film crew, and saw a black Bentley with a simple business style. He Zhijin put his hands in his pockets and leaned on the car door, with a nonchalant posture, looking casual and unrestrained .

Su Qiao sighed in his heart that he is really handsome, and he is a man worthy of him.

He Zhijin took out the car keys from his pocket, pressed the safety lock, and the Bentley beeped twice, "I'll take you to the finale."

"There's also a wrap-up banquet?"

"Yes, yes." He Zhijin opened the co-pilot's door and looked at him.

Su Qiao clicked on the WeChat wallet on her mobile phone, and asked in embarrassment: "Don't you have to pay for it? If you ask me to pay for it, you can put it up, and I will pay you back next month."

He Zhijin was silent for a second, pinched the bridge of his nose, and said softly, "No, Director Du did it for you, and it will be included in the cost of the crew."

He didn't expect that this debt could push Su Qiao to this point.

Su Qiao is relieved, since he intends to pay off the debts early, every money will be calculated carefully from now on, and he will not spend it if he can't spend it. It's best to join the group as soon as possible for the next play, so that food and gas money can be saved up.

The location of the wrap-up banquet was chosen at a hotel near the film crew. The waiter saw the eyes of the two brighten up, their looks doubled, and they happily led them into the private room.

More than half of the crew came, and Cheng Huai was among them, sitting alone in the corner. When he saw them coming in side by side, he quickly lowered his head and stared at the celadon bowls and chopsticks in front of him with complicated eyes.

Director Du greeted him respectfully, with two more creases on his smiling face, pulling the stool and pouring tea, full of enthusiasm.

There were people at the table saying a few words, but since they came, it was very quiet. An ace director like Director Du with qualifications and connections in the entertainment circle flattered He Zhijin in every possible way. When he spoke, he was afraid that he would be thankless and offend the King of Hades.

"Mr. He, I've arranged for the waiter to serve the food. Let me know if it doesn't taste like the two of you." Director Du smiled.

Su Qiao and Cheng Huai's eyes met for a moment, Cheng Huai turned his face away to avoid his gaze, Su Qiao sighed inwardly, brother, cheer up early!Dead wood can still be in spring, Cheng Huai is so outstanding, I don't know how popular it is in the market.

He Zhijin narrowed his eyes, and his impression of Cheng Huai was the same as the last time we met, he was also an actor, Su Qiao seemed to like it?

He knew Su Qiao well, the children in their family had poor interpersonal skills and didn't like making friends in the entertainment circle, so why did he suddenly recommend Cheng Huai to Director Du?

Could it be... He Zhijin took a look at Cheng Huai. He was gentle, too thin, and looked a little sick. Sitting alone in a corner, he was frail and frail. He might indeed be Su Qiao's favorite type.

Thinking of this, he looked at Cheng Huai and felt an eyesore.

The waiter presented Hangzhou's famous salted shrimp dish. The bright red shrimps were neatly placed on a moon-like silver plate, poured with soup, dotted with lemon slices, and exuded a seductive atmosphere.

He Zhijin's hands are well-articulated, slender like bamboo, and you can see some cocoons left over from years of work between your fingers. Su Qiao likes these hands very much. Cooking is so delicious, the source of delicious food, and now these hands are peeling shrimp. The movements are very gentle, and it looks incredible.

He peeled a ruddy prawn, dipped it in the sauce, picked it up with his chopsticks, and passed it to Su Qiao's mouth in a smooth manner. Su Qiao opened his mouth familiarly, full of delicious flavor, and let out a satisfied "um".

They did this set of movements thousands of times, Su Qiao got used to it, He Zhijin loved it, but everyone was dumbfounded.

This pair of hands in the shopping mall turned into clouds, turned into rain, and held the "power of life and death". They were actually peeling shrimp for Su Qiao, and they looked very skilled?

The actress Wang Ying's eyes almost popped out. At first, some people thought that the two were the gold master and the canary, and thought that Su Qiao was lucky to meet such a high-ranking gold master. It's the gold master, and it's clear that it's a young couple falling in love...

Cheng Huai's eyes were slightly red, and he bit his lower lip tightly. That man really liked Su Qiao, and he only paid attention to Su Qiao from the moment he came in. He was sour like a squeezed lemon, and his whole body was soaked in coolness.

"Su Qiao, how did you and Mr. He know each other?" Wang Ying quickly glanced at He Zhijin and asked with a smile.

Su Qiao replied without thinking: "We are classmates."

Wang Ying shouted exaggeratedly: "Wow, first love!"

He Zhijin took out a few pieces of paper, wiped his hands slowly, looked at Su Qiao, and smiled slightly, "I chased him for a year before I caught him, right?"

Su Qiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly, she really showed her face, a good brother showed loyalty, and bravely carried this embarrassing pot.

Cheng Huai's lower lip turned white from biting, and the people around him were ruthless. They were sweetly envious of Su Qiao and He Zhijin's first love, and the blood in his heart was flowing down drop by drop. This world is so unfair. Qiao already has such a rich family, and is loved by thousands of people. Even though he is bankrupt, his career is booming, and the wind is going smoothly, and a perfect man like He Zhijin likes him so much. How can Su Qiao take all the good things in the world? ?

This is not fair at all.

After the meal, He Zhijin stood up first, Su Qiao picked up her hat and sunglasses, the two were about to leave, Cheng Huai also stood up, her face was pale, she looked very pitiful, and stared at He Zhijin closely, "I Stomach pain, can I give you a ride to the hospital?"

Just as Su Qiao was about to speak, Director Du took the lead and looked at Cheng Huai with concern, "Tell me about your stomach pain. I'll take you to the hospital. Don't disturb the two-person world of Mr. He and Xiao Su."

Cheng Huai was as wilted as a frost-beaten cabbage, and the disappointment in his eyes was hard to hide.

Su Qiao thought to herself that she should listen to He Zhijin's words and eat less raw, cold and spicy food, otherwise she would suffer from stomach upset at a young age like Cheng Huai, which would be really bad.

He Zhijin glanced at his profile, and was very satisfied that he didn't see any distressed look on Su Qiao's face.

This time Huirong City launched He Zhijin's treasured private jet, a huge Boeing A380 with WuDong printed in English cursive. Atmosphere flows in the air.

Out of curiosity, Su Qiao turned back and forth. That was envy and jealousy. In the years when the Su family was prosperous, he wanted to play with the whole private jet. He spent two or three million yuan to buy a helicopter as a toy, but he wanted to buy a passenger plane. Their family can't afford it. Such a large plane costs at least a few hundred million, which is not considered a high tax.

In such a comparison, his family's little money is not worth mentioning.

There was an office on the plane, and all kinds of office supplies were available. The documents on the desktop in front of He Zhijin were piled up like a hill. He flipped through the documents, reading and signing one by one.

"Mr. He..." Su Qiao lay on the opposite side of the table, looking at him eagerly.

He Zhijin raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "Don't call it that."

Su Qiao reached out and tugged at his suit sleeves, "Then I'll call you Mr. He, and call you Zhijin is too nasty."

He Zhijin looked down at the document, turned a page, "Remove the word congratulations."

Calling Mr. is even more disgusting, Su Qiao shuddered, and deliberately said in a fierce voice, "Sir."

He Zhijin nodded his chin, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, acquiescing to this title.

Su Qiao couldn't stay idle, she stood up straight, put her hands on the edge of the table, "Is there anything I can do for you? For example, help you get a stamp or something..."

He Zhijin took out a stack of papers from the folder and handed it to him, "Put it in the shredder."

It was Su Qiao's first time using a paper shredder. Hearing the sound of brushing, he had a great time playing. When he got rich, he would buy a paper shredder and use it as a toy at home.

"Any more?"

He Zhijin casually pulled out a contract and handed it to him.

Su Qiao picked it up and stuffed it into the opening of the shredder, staring at it with great interest. The line "Personal Debt Repayment Agreement" on it was swallowed up, and the scattered paper still had his own signature on it. .

His breath was stagnant, blood rushed to his head, and he pressed the emergency stop button in a hurry, but God failed, the contract was swallowed by the shredder, and the body was completely dismembered, leaving only a pile of dregs scum.

Su Qiao turned her head slowly, looked at He Zhijin, and whispered, "I didn't mean it."

Although the contract was gone, he definitely accepted the debt.

He Zhijin closed the document in his hand, his voice was clear and powerful, "I know, but I did it on purpose."

Su Qiao: "..."

He Zhijin stood up, rubbed the white skin behind his ear with warm fingertips, and said in a low voice, "I couldn't take you on a date at the age of 15, and let you be free at the age of 25."