Lu Yuanhe's fingertips were slightly cold, and when he held it, Lin Mengze heard the sentence "I am the husband of the white pigeon", and hesitated for a moment.

But soon, he smiled gentlemanly and shook Lu Yuanhe's hand back: "President Lu of Huanyu Group, I have admired my name for a long time. I have just returned to China, and I asked the little white pigeon to accompany me to my alma mater. ”

The white pigeon was far from being so calm, and was nailed directly on the spot, husband?! Bai Ge pulled the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, she looked at Lu Yuanhe with wide eyes and suspiciously, but Lu Yuanhe met her gaze without any flaws, looking like the president of the iceberg, as if what she said just now, just like "I bought this land".

The white pigeon had a bad attack in front of the seniors and shrunk his neck.

The introduction was also over, but the two of them didn't mean to greet each other at all, and they all looked at themselves with smiles. The white pigeon was a little confused, but fortunately, Qin Jianan's soul-chasing call sounded at this time, calling her to go home quickly.

The white pigeon seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, took Lu Yuanhe's small bag, said "It's troublesome", and then turned his face to Lin Mengze and said, "Thank you, senior, for sending me back", and then disappeared into the corridor with a puff of smoke.

The two men downstairs didn't move. Lin Mengze put one hand in his pocket and looked at the back of the white pigeon, "She's special, isn't she?" ”

When Lu Yuanhe heard this, he frowned very displeasurefully.

He didn't like it when someone talked to him about the white dove in that tone, as if someone was telling him about his life.

I don't like Lin Mengze to call her "little white pigeon".

So he lowered his voice and asked sarcastically, "Oh? What's so special about it? ”

"Like a daffodil, I take care of my own beauty, and I don't know it." Lin Mengze didn't seem to hear the displeasure in Lu Yuanhe's tone at all, he still looked at the direction in which the white pigeon disappeared.

"You won't really go abroad for a few years, you can't even find the road, do you want a little girl to accompany you on the road?"

Lin Mengze was not annoyed, and looked at Lu Yuanhe with a smile: "What about you, President Lu, you won't really come to send any earrings, right?" ”

For a moment, the two looked at each other with burning eyes.

Lu Yuanhe was the first to speak, breaking the silence: "What do you mean?" ”

Lin Mengze said lightly: "It's better for us to compete fairly." ”

……

On the way back to Lu Zhai, Lu Yuanhe was silent all the way. He loosened his tie, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked out of the car window.

The buildings of the universe seem to be towering into the clouds, the sky is about to be dark, and a wanton sunset in the distance reflects Lu Yuanhyuk's face that does not know whether it is cloudy or sunny.

While driving, Han Bin looked at the expression of his president from the rearview mirror.

In just one week, the president changed from not squinting at women to a young man trapped by love, Han Bin was incredible at first, and gradually felt unbearable.

"Lu Shao, the next time Miss Bai asks you, she forgot to take something away, and you say that she forgot to take your heart."

In just a moment, Lu Yuanhe lifted his forehead, his eyes were retracted from the window, and his eyes returned to their previous coldness: "Han Bin, I think we should talk about you and my mother signing a divorce agreement with Bai Ge." ”

Squeak——!

With a sharp brake sound, Han Bin quickly came back to his senses from the slippery number, stepped on the brake to the end, and almost crashed into the car in front of him that stopped sharply.

At this time, Han Bin was already sweating profusely with fright, and explained with a smile: "Lu Shao, you see that there is a car on the road in front of you, and the car in front of you brakes sharply, fortunately, I have quick eyes and hands, and I cleverly escaped the catastrophe without chasing the rear-end." ”

Quick eyes and hands, escaped a catastrophe? Is this kid asking for credit for himself? said that he made a contribution to the signing of the divorce agreement by the white pigeon?

Lu Yuanhe sat up, stepped forward from the back row, patted Han Bin's shoulder, and said lazily: "Yes, you are safe and sound, and you didn't chase the rear, because you know how to keep the distance between cars." ”

With just one sentence, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Han Bin's forehead.

The president still blamed him. Even a three-level salary cut did not quell the president's fire.

Han Bin restarted the car and no longer dared to speak.

The president was reminding him not to forget who he was, how could he not hear it.

……

In Qin Jianan's apartment, the white pigeon was pulled to sit down on the sofa, I don't know when there was an extra glass of water in my hand, Qin Jianan blinked her eyes, and looked at her expectantly: "Say it." ”

"What do you say?" The white dove was confused.

"Of course, I'll tell you how you and my No. 1 subject are doing."

"It's nothing, I just walked around the school, and then I went to the riverside, and the senior sent me back. I also met Lu Yuanhe downstairs. The white pigeon drank a large glass of water, "No, he said I forgot something at his house." ”

As she spoke, she took out the bag in her hand, and in a velvet box, she opened it and saw that it was the pair of pearl earrings that Lu Yuanhe picked out for her.

"Hmph, there's nothing to do." Qin Jiannan scoffed.

Since the kidnapping of the white pigeon, Qin Jianan's evaluation of Lu Yuanhe has plummeted. He couldn't even protect the safety of the white pigeon, let alone give her happiness.

Qin Jiannan had her worries. At the moment, Moët & Chandon Bar cannot go back for the time being, and the white pigeon has lost an important source of income.

"By the way, I heard from a friend that there is an audition for the crew, do you want to try it?" Qin Jianan pretended to say casually.

Qin Jiannan asked a friend to find a relationship to contact Bai Ge with a crew that needed to be replaced, but she didn't want to put a psychological burden on Bai Ge.

"Okay, send me the time and place."

"Aren't you curious about your character?"

The white pigeon stretched out a pair of plain hands, "Then what's so curious, I'm a hand substitute, and I don't need an expression on my hands." It's the same for me in any role. ”

Qin Jiannan threw a pillow at the white pigeon, looked up to the sky and sighed: "I thought you would ask about the piano or violin this time, but I forgot, you music freak!" No need to worry at all! ”

……

Lu Yuanhe, who returned to Lu's house, first opened a bottle of red wine, poured it into the decanter, and then walked into the bathroom. Under the shower's head, water droplets splashed on his strong chest, and his eight-pack abs loomed in the vapor. I raised my head to meet the shower head, closed my eyes, and didn't know what I was thinking.

Walking out of the bathroom to dry his hair, Lu Yuanhe put on a bathrobe and poured himself a glass of red wine.

Raised his hand to turn off the lights in the room and pulled the door to the bedroom balcony.

Standing in the night, I took a sip of red wine and thought for a while.

The moonlight was gentle, and the sound of a piano seemed to come from my ears.

Recently, several times I can't help but think about that little thing, where she is, what she is doing, whether she is being bullied again. I have always been rational and restrained, but for the first time, I felt what it meant to be in the way and was worried.

From the beginning of the way home, Lu Yuanhe had a sentence swirling in his mind: "It's better for us to compete fairly." ”

He took another sip of red wine and a sneering smile on his lips.

Is there fair competition?

In his Lu Yuanhe's life dictionary, there is no word "fair competition". He is the king of killing and decisiveness in the market, and in the business field, he relies on mediation and courage, but he has never relied on fair competition.

turned around and went into the bedroom and dialed Han Bin.

"Something to ask you, did the kidnappers who kidnapped her have been caught?"

Han Bin on the other end of the phone was stunned all of a sudden.

A capital letter overwhelmed.

Didn't you just report to the president about the kidnappers two days ago? The two kidnappers were arrested, and it was the president who left the word "disappeared" in his own mouth, so why is he embarrassed now?

However, he was as smart and clever as Han Bin, he only hesitated for a moment, and then replied respectfully:

"One was caught, the other escaped."

Lu Yuanhe nodded, revealing an imperceptible smile. "And what about the five million ransom we prepared?"

Lu Yuanhe's reaction made Han Bin feel more confident: "Five million is gone, given to the kidnappers, and disappeared with the kidnappers." ”

"Good." After speaking, Lu Yuanhe hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone of the president's phone, Han Bin couldn't help but want to cheer for himself and praise his wit.

It's just a perfect acting.

It seems that even if he doesn't follow the president in the future, he can go to Huanyu's performing arts company to develop.

After getting to know Miss Bai, the cold and reticent president seems to have changed into a different person, and he always lets himself do something less upright for him.

What did you report to the Civil Affairs Bureau, why did you hire a reporter to squat in front of Miss Bai's house, and now you have started to extort money, this is to play the role of Huang Shiren and Little Cabbage with Miss Bai?

Han Bin shrugged his shoulders, and the big president, who was decisive in killing, turned into a childish ghost.

Lu Yuanhe turned on the stereo in the bedroom and put a piano piece into it. Lie on the bed with your hands behind your head and relax in your heart.

He doesn't like fair play.

He's going to take the rhythm himself.

……

On the day of the audition, the white pigeon arrived very early. She wore a light blue cotton dress, her long smooth and soft hair fell out, she refused Qin Jianan's proposal to put on makeup, and came with a plain face.

It's a hand replacement anyway.

Sitting in a chair waiting in line, the white dove quietly drank a bottle of mineral water.

In the audition room, director Shen Zhe grabbed his hair and frowned deeply, "Next!" ”

The heroine of this drama is set to be a girl who can play the cello. The crew naturally can't afford to play big-name performances, and the students of the Conservatory of Music will not come to film on call for 1,800 yuan across most of the cities.

Originally, he just needed to find a similar comparison, but Shen Zhe was stubborn and insisted on recording the original sound.

"What are you looking for! Listen to it, it's better to cry a wild boar! My family lived next to the zoo when I was a child, and I didn't even think it was so ugly! ”

Shen Zhe, who couldn't bear it, yelled down, slammed the pile of audition materials, and walked out of the room angrily.

Shen Zhe walked angrily with a gust of wind, and when he saw the director angry, the girls in the corridor lined up in panic and raised their heads in panic, until they walked a few hundred meters, Shen Zhe stopped and couldn't help but look back.

What met his gaze was the surprised faces of dozens of girls, only one little girl didn't look up, sitting there quietly, like a touch of coolness in summer.

Unconsciously retreated, and walked up to the little girl: "What's your name?" ”

The white pigeon looked around and made sure that it was himself, and then replied: "My name is the white pigeon." ”

It's clear and beautiful.

"Auditioning?"

The white dove nodded: "I can play the cello." ”

"Come in with me."