Ruan Zuoyu was so frightened that he began to tremble, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

"Aunt, I, I'm not looking for a chance to talk to Bei Zhuo anymore, it's true that I didn't communicate well today, which led to such a misunderstanding. Lin Jingyuan said nervously, she was pleading for Ruan Zuoyu.

"Alright, I'll know everything this time. This girl was embarrassed to look for you, and you invited someone over, but this unsuccessful girl ran away angrily. You don't have to worry about this matter in the future, you do your job well, so as not to fall into the mouth, your identity is different, you know, Lin Jingyuan. Zheng Civic even counted Lin Jingyuan together, and he didn't say anything about it, he was very harsh.

Lin Jingyuan still has the appearance of a big leader, in front of Zheng Civic, he is a lady, and he doesn't dare to say anything at this time.

"What are you doing there, and you haven't kept up. Zheng Civic saw that things had developed like this, and he didn't even see Beizhuo when he rushed over, and he felt a little pity.

Ruan Zuoyu looked at Lin Jingyuan, confirming that it was her mother who asked her to follow.

"Let's go, come to your mother's office in a moment, don't say anything, I'll explain, okay." Lin Jingyuan said.

Ruan Zuoyu nodded gratefully, not daring to come out, followed Lin Jingyuan, and walked towards the office area of the art center.

Chairman Zheng Civic's office is located on the second floor of the Tian Yuan Art Center, which is called the "Living Water Space," which is mainly a place to receive distinguished artists.

Therefore, "living water" refers to the "qi" of people, and qi is the root of human life, that is, the artistic conception of absorption and exhalation. The "vitality" of heaven is space and air, and the vitality of human beings is the "aura" given by heaven, which is the design concept of Tian Yuan Art Center. Every time I visit Tian Yuan Art Center, domestic and foreign artists are impressed, impressed, and shocked by this strong Chinese culture.

The world inside the Tian Yuan Art Center resembles the artistic conception of a classical Chinese landscape garden, and every corridor inside is like a ladder in an ink painting, winding through to all directions. In such an environment, people's state of mind will also be sublimated.

In Chairman Zheng Civic's office, Lin Jingyuan stood on one side, and Ruan Zuoyu was at the entrance door, looking like he didn't dare to go in.

"Jingyuan, you sit on my side. Zheng Civic said, looking at Lin Jingyuan's eyes were also very soft.

Lin Jingyuan didn't speak, and sat on the chair next to Zheng Civic.

Zheng Civic looked at Ruan Zuoyu at the door, and he was not really angry, he slowly took a sip of water before he began to say, "You come in, I have something to say to you. 」

Ruan Zuoyu looked at Lin Jingyuan, as if he was begging for help, his face was ugly.

"I don't know how many times your cousin has helped you in private, but I'm here today to make it clear, and you are not allowed to ask your cousin to do things for you again. If you find out, go back to the U.S., stay with your dad, and stop thinking about music. And it's about telling you who you really are. It's good that you're my own daughter, but you don't have any artistic cells, and it's a bad decision to build this art center for you. You should know who Bei Zhuo is, as early as when Bei Zhuo was still working as a chef in Jinghong Hotel, do you know that it took less than three months for people to achieve the position of head chef, and in the end, it was not because of your willfulness that people ran away. Now I'll tell you who Beizhuo is, Beizhuo is someone I can't even see if the chairman of a large group in this dignified group wants to meet. Beizhuo is a well-known music producer in China, and his company has countless musical talents, if you can enter, dream. 」

Lin Jingyuan listened to Zheng Civic's count on Ruan Zuoyu, and didn't dare to squeak, "Auntie, this is the first time to say someone so calmly, this is too much of a blow to Zuo Yu, I don't know what Zuo Yu will do in the future." 」

Ruan Zuoyu lowered her head and burst into tears, at this time she hated Bei Zhuo in her heart, and Bei Zhuo was the biggest bastard in her heart. Because every time Bei Zhuo appears, it will not be a good thing, Ruan Zuoyu is always scolded by his mother because of Bei Zhuo.

Zheng Civic continued to speak, getting more and more ruthless, "Who are you Ruan Zuoyu, I don't know. But did you know that Bei Zhuo started composing when he was a chef at the Jinghong Hotel, and he quickly became famous for two pieces of music after leaving Jinghong. Do you think that people are angry with you, you don't use your brain to think about it, people are waiting for an opportunity to leave. You can't imagine that you yourself are the one who gave the opportunity, is it that Bei Zhuoyou has to thank you today. I remember that after Beizhuo left the hotel, you were still looking for Beizhuo everywhere, I really don't know if you are fake or really stupid, I would rather believe that you went to school in the United States and learned your brain badly. 」

Ruan Zuoyu cried very sadly, his heart was greatly impacted, and he felt so desperate and helpless.

"Ruan Zuoyu, who are you, are you Ruan Tianyuan's daughter, are you embarrassed to say that you are the world-famous Ruan Tianyuan's daughter, do you have that face? Do you have that qualification? If not, are you the eldest lady of the Civic Group? Do you have a formal job in the Civic Group? Have you made a little contribution to the Civic Group? Is it because the employees of the Civic Group are all around you, you shouldn't be serious? Do you think those people are sincere to you? Those people are looking at the little bit of benefit from you, but can you really give those people benefits? I tell you, you really can't, you don't even have a card for an ordinary employee of the Civic Group, I really don't know who you are. Zheng Civic is hitting Ruan Zuoyu in an extremely harsh way, not so much a blow, but another spur, she hopes that her daughter can grow up quickly, because she needs to learn to read the world.

When one day she is old and her father is gone, what should the Civic Group do, and how will Ruan Zuoyu live. So Zheng Civic took this opportunity to give Ruan Zuoyu a blow to the head, hoping to let his daughter recognize herself and grow up quickly.

"Aunt, Zuo Yu should know that it's wrong, don't say it, okay?" Lin Jingyuan was a little scared, afraid that if Zheng Civic continued to say this, Ruan Zuoyu would really collapse.

Zheng Civic ignored Lin Jingyuan and continued, "Do you know how high Beizhuo's current social status and artistic achievements are, let me give you a brief analysis. Beizhuo is at least three years younger than you, I think it should be more than that. Does Beizhuo have a background in studying abroad, I don't think there should be. Does Beizhuo live in a big city, I don't think so. Bei Zhuo's understanding of music is not very talented, I think you should be very clear, the song she wrote to Gu Lianyu, that is, your idol, and the influence of the whole Asia, you should also know how many people in China can do it, I don't think there should be. Do you think Bei Zhuo is willing to come to this place today? Maybe it was because he didn't want to miss a musical genius that he promised your cousin to come here to have a look, but you also know that Bei Zhuo was disappointed. Your cousin should have begged with a cheeky face, and they only agreed to come, but now it's good, you just threw your cousin's face to the ground and let others trample on it, have you ever thought about how difficult it is for your cousin?"

"Mom, don't say it, I was wrong. Ruan Zuoyu was already crying loudly, his face couldn't distinguish between tears and snot, and he cried very sadly.

Lin Jingyuan saw that Zheng Civic didn't say any more, and hurriedly comforted Ruan Zuoyu, and wiped the tears on Ruan Zuoyu's face with a tissue.

"Okay, don't cry, don't make my aunt angry in the future, okay?" Lin Jingyuan said.

Ruan Zuoyu gradually stabilized his emotions, and could only sobbed briefly.

"Beizhuo, you wait for me, I won't let you go, I can't spare you for the rest of my life, it's all because of you, I'm doing this now because of you. Ruan Zuoyu still secretly hated Bei Zhuo in his heart.

"Aunt, I have a meeting tomorrow, I have to go back first, you don't say Zuo Yu anymore, goodbye." 」

After Lin Jingyuan said goodbye to Zheng Civic, he whispered in Ruan Zuoyu's ear: "Sister, don't be angry, do you know if your aunt has been talking about Bei Zhuo today, it should be that you have taken a fancy to Bei Zhuo, if you work hard, maybe it is not impossible for Bei Zhuo to be your person in the future, and then my aunt will not dare to say this about you, come on, I'm leaving." 」

Lin Jingyuan is a smart woman, and she knows that the entanglement between Ruan Zuoyu and Bei Zhuo is not simple, and there may be other things between them. The reason why Ruan Zuoyu has been looking for Beizhuo may also be because he has taken a fancy to Beizhuo, but he has not yet made it clear in his heart.

Ruan Zuoyu was thinking about what his cousin had just said, and immediately seemed to be enlightened, and wanted to jump up loudly happily, but forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"Bei Zhuo, no matter how powerful you are, you still can't escape from the palm of my hand, where you are, I will follow you, I don't believe you don't obey. Ruan Zuoyu secretly made up her mind.

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