The plane passed through the sea of clouds and landed at the airport in Japan.

The refreshing air made Ye Xi's limbs stretch, she woke up, and was beaten and hugged off the plane by Gu Beicheng.

She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, but she fell asleep again in a daze.

When I woke up again, there were stars outside the window, and the night was charming.

opened the door and stepped out of the room with one foot, Ye Xi was blocked back by a tall and burly man.

The man was dressed in a pure black suit, his arms were thick above Ye Xi's legs, and he warned Ye Xi with a cold gaze what to do.

"I'm just hungry." Ye Xi retreated to the room in frustration.

Five minutes later, a sumptuous dinner arrived.

Chinese food, Western food, fruits and dried fruits, when she thought that the delicious food in front of her was Gu Beicheng who treated her as a pet, she suddenly lost her appetite and only ate vegetable porridge and an apple.

She was isolated in the presidential suite, one room after another, more palatial than the Guo family where she lived as a child.

Outside the window, thirty stories in the sky, silent and empty.

She found a pen and paper to draw, hoping that she could calm her mind, and she was not satisfied with even three paintings, and she could not concentrate until the fourth.

So much so that when Gu Beicheng came back, she didn't notice it.

"It wasn't a vase." The magnetic male voice chuckled lowly, surprised by more than he expected.

Ye Xi's hands shook and raised his head in panic, and he subconsciously stood up.

The paintings on the table, high in the sky, are beautiful and mysterious, each stroke is painted with an oil pen, white and blue, although not stunning enough, but it has a unique charm.

Just use a stroke of line to vertical and horizontal the whole painting, draw out the blank paper, and completely destroy the painting.

The corners of Gu Beicheng's eyes jumped, his newly relieved mood returned to its original position, and a stack of documents in his hand was thrown onto the table with a bang, and the shaking wind blew towards Ye Xi's face.

The broken hair flew up, making her feel the pain of shaving her face.

Knowing that the man in front of her was in an uncertain mood, she lowered her head and grabbed the pen without speaking.

Gu Beicheng loosened his tie and threw it aside, his black eyes filled with irritability.

Shengyou Company reversed itself and shelved the share transfer plan, which burned Dihua's year-long preparations.

Not to mention the loss of financial and manpower, Dihua's first battle into the game and film and television media failed, once the news spread, it was difficult for Dihua to open the film and game market, and even other industries would be affected.

This time, he came to Japan to sign a development of the largest animation city project in China, and the other party chose Dihua because it was because Dihua was going to acquire Shengyou, and the acquisition was shelved and became the most difficult problem at the moment.

At this time, he inadvertently turned around and saw her gently fluttering eyelashes, thick and slender, like a row of small brushes, very cute.

The anger in his heart was suppressed slightly, and he suddenly bent over to her face and stole incense from his mouth.

"Don't wait for me, I have a meeting in a while, it's going to be early in the morning." Without looking back, he walked to the bathroom and dropped a word.

Ye Xi wiped the man's breath from her mouth angrily, thinking that it was best to be busy until she returned to the imperial capital, she couldn't wait.

As she put away the pen and paper, the blue corner of the thick folder caught her attention.

She glanced in the direction of the bathroom, and then carefully pulled out the blue cover—Shengyou Co., Ltd.

casually flipped a few pages, and it was really Qiaoqiao's contracted company

Putting it back in place, she packed up her things and went back to the bedroom, locking the door as soon as possible.

Ye Xi sat on the edge of the bed and picked up his mobile phone and saw more than a dozen missed calls.

Qiao Qiao hit one, and the rest of the signatures were all signed by Uncle Guo.

She frowned, Zhou Lilan and Guo Xin ran to sue and it worked? Although I guessed so, I pressed the callback.