Chapter Twenty-Eight
"Mr. He, the eldest young master is here. When Chu Tianmo walked into the office, he saw him deep in thought, hesitated, and still spoke.
"What is he here for?" He Jianchen put away the diamond ring in his hand, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his indifferent tone did not have a trace of emotion.
"The eldest young master said yes to come and see. Chu Tianmo didn't finish speaking, and the hesitation in his eyes had already revealed his emotions.
You must know that just now, He Chushi vowed to accept Hopson International frankly.
"What about others?" He Jianchen glanced at the door, did not see a familiar figure, and a trace of inexplicable emotion rose in his heart.
Chu Tianmo walked out suspiciously, and when he saw the scene not far away, his face suddenly became ugly.
Song Gezhi leaned against the wall with his arms folded, and his slender waist was held in a slight. The skin that can be broken by blowing is like a cute and delicate doll.
He Chushi blocked her path with one hand, and put the other hand on the wall, resting on her ear, wrapping her whole body around her body.
Today's He Chushi, dressed in a dark purple suit, has a faint smell of cologne on his body, his flaxen hair looks a little shiny under the light, and his eyebrows are a little similar to He Jianchen, and he looks like he is really a brother.
"Go away. Song Gezhi frowned, his displeased eyes undisguised.
"Beauty, are you free tonight? He Chushi was unmoved, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile, taking in Song Gezhi's displeasure.
"Not available. Song Gezhi said impatiently.
"Beauty, you robbed me of the role of my ex-girlfriend before, should you make up for me now?" He Chushi said, raising his right hand, ready to touch her cheek, but she turned her head to dodge.
"Get out. Song Gezhi is in a very bad mood now, and he doesn't have the time to talk to him much.
"The chick has a big temper, I like it. He Chushi looked at her attitude, his face was not angry, but smiling, and the evil in his eyes was a little more.
"What are you doing here?" A magnetic voice came from his side, and the two turned their heads to look, it wasn't He Jianchen, who else could it be?
"Dear brother, it seems that the quality of the company's artists is good, I like it very much. He Chushi didn't let go of her meaning, and maintained this posture, showing him a smug expression.
"She's a company artist, not a public relations lady. He Jianchen's cold eyes were fixed on him, if his eyes were a sharp sword, He Chushi would already be full of holes by now.
"What's the matter, she's your woman?" He Chushi narrowed his eyes gloomily and said sneeringly, "It seems that you are not indifferent and ruthless. It's just a pity that this woman, I'm somewhat interested. Why don't I give it back to you when I've had enough?"
Hearing this, Song Gezhi's face completely turned cold, and He Jianchen's expression became even more ugly.
The two men who are also tall have a domineering momentum on their bodies, and neither loses to the other, and they face each other evenly.
Have you had enough of it? Do you think of her as a toy? Okay, that's good. For more than 20 years, He Chushi was the first person to describe her with a toy, and she will definitely give him an unforgettable impression.
He Chushi talked to He Jianchen by himself, and didn't notice Song Gezhi's movements at all.
Song Gezhi hung his head, his hands were on the wall, the corners of his mouth raised a smug smile, and after his slender and white legs moved lightly a few times to determine the direction, he kicked towards the most vulnerable place of the man.
"Ah!" He Chushi exclaimed loudly, subconsciously covering his vulnerable place, staring at Song Gezhi's fleeing figure with sharp eyes, and roared in a low voice: "You woman, I will never let you go!"
"If you treat Miss Ben as a toy, you have to have that qualification. Song Gezhi didn't pay attention to the threat in his tone at all, and turned away without looking back, leaving the two excellent men behind.
It wasn't until her figure completely disappeared from sight that He Jianchen withdrew his gaze and turned to look at He Chushi.
"What are you doing here?" He didn't believe that He Chushi was just coming to the company to flirt with beautiful female artists.
"My mother asked me to learn how to manage a company. He Chushi pursed his lips tightly, but as a man's pride, he didn't allow himself to show his cowardice in front of He Jianchen, so he endured the pain and straightened up, "I'm not interested in your position as president for the time being, just give me an idle position and deal with it." ”
"Good. He Jianchen didn't hesitate, and asked Chu Tianmo to take He Chushi to the planning department, while he walked in the direction of Song Gezhi's disappearance.
An elegantly decorated Italian restaurant.
Song Gezhi wore sunglasses and a big-brimmed hat, covered himself well, ordered a spaghetti with meat sauce, and found a corner position by the window to sit down.
She rolled up her sleeves, the strange flush on her wrist was particularly obvious, the pain was much less than yesterday's, and her pretty little face was shrouded in a layer of coldness, exuding a smell of unhappiness from beginning to end.
Since yesterday, I have been teased by others and made like this, and I have to accept He Jianchen's inexplicable hot and cold, and now I have to be ridiculed by the eldest young master of the He family, has it been bad luck recently?
Thinking about it, Song Gezhi could only attribute the root of these to He Jianchen.
When she first saw He Jianchen, she thought that this man was just a smart and indifferent person, and the most annoying thing was the diamond ring he always carried. She took a closer look at the diamond ring, a simple style, set with a broken diamond set around the ring, around a circle.
Whose ring did it belong to? According to how much He Jianchen cherished it, then the owner of the ring must be very important to him.
Thinking of this, Song Gezhi's heart felt like he had been punched by someone else, sullen and uncomfortable.
"Didn't Vivien tell you not to run around in public?" He Jianchen's voice appeared above her head, and as soon as she looked up, she crashed straight into a pair of deep, familiar eyes.
"I'm human too, and I have to eat. Song Gezhi lowered his head, he didn't know why, and suddenly he didn't want to see the person in front of him. As soon as she saw him, her doubts deepened, and she became even more angry with the ring and the person behind it.
"Song Gezhi. He Jianchen sat opposite her, looking at her bowing her head and silent, inexplicably a little displeased.
He reached out and grabbed her jaw straight, forcing her to look up at him, and asked, "What kind of temper are you messing with?"
"I'm in a temper, traitor, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. Song Gezhi moved, wanting to break free from his confinement, but he kept working hard and didn't give her a chance at all.
After several fruitless times, Song Gezhi gave up and let him hold on to himself, and his face was not very good-looking.
"You're obviously throwing a tantrum. He Jianchen used an affirmative sentence, and seeing her pouting appearance, it was very cute.
"Ice cube face, does it have anything to do with you whether I lose my temper or not? You're just my boss, not my family. Song Ge Zhimei frowned and replied lightly.