A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

The traffic in the morning may be a bit congested. After hanging up the phone, He Jichen sat in the car and waited for forty minutes before coming to Chen Bai.

Seeing the decadent He Jichen, the smile on Chen Bai's face was obvious, and it took only two seconds before he moved his lips, with a tone of imperceptible caution: "General He."

He Jichen, who heard the news, turned his head to look at Chen Bai and nodded his head. He responded to him without saying a word. He got out of the car, opened the rear door, and sat in.

He is wearing yesterday's clothes, his hair is messy, his chin is stubble, his face is pale, and there is heavy exhaustion between his eyebrows...wouldn't he stay in the car on the road after leaving the company yesterday All night?

Chen Bai stood beside the car and froze.

He Jichen saw Chen Bai not getting in the car for a long time, raised his hand, and knocked twice at the window.

Hearing the moving Chen Bai, he suddenly recovered and quickly got into the car.

When starting the car, Chen Bai glanced at He Jichen sitting back through the rearview mirror.

The man was probably tired, leaning on the back of the car, closing his eyes, as if asleep.

Chen Bai knew that He Jichen was not asleep. After the car moved slowly, he spoke softly: "General He, we are..."

Chen Baiben wanted to talk about the company. When it came to his mouth, when he saw He Jichen's sloppy body, he changed his mouth again: "...Go to your apartment first?"

"No..." He Jichen quickly returned to Chen Bai's words: "...Go to the company."

"can……"

The words behind Chen Bai have not been spoken yet. He Jichen, with his eyes closed, seemed to know what he was going to say next, and said again: "The company has spare clothes."

"Yes."

Chen Bai answered aloud, did not speak again, and drove the car intently.

There was a silent silence in the car.

He Jichen in the rear seat seemed to be asleep, and his breathing became even and long.

Chen Bai felt a lot more comfortable, and stared at the road directly ahead, not as rigid as before.

Just about halfway through the journey, Chen Bai suddenly heard a voice behind him: "How is the investment in the "Ninth Palace" going on now?"

drink! It turns out that Mr. He is not asleep!

Chen Baixi's legs flicked and almost stepped on the brakes, but fortunately he responded in time to control himself, and then, while sighing in the bottom of his heart, he reverently replied: "Almost all are in place."

"When did the "Ninth Palace" originally planned to turn on?"

"May."

In May, it is only March now... two months... too long... He Jichen thought for a while, and said, "When can I start the machine in advance?"

Chen Bai estimated the time in his heart and returned: "Early April."

He Jichen was silent for a while, and said: "March 20, it must be turned on. I know it may be a little difficult, but hurry up and have time."

Chen Bai: "I strive for it."

He Jichen did not answer.

The car fell into silence again.

After a period of time that was neither long nor short, He Jichen spoke again, the tone was just the same as before, and there were a few scattered at random: "How much has the stock market fallen in Qiange's studio?"

"The limit has been stopped for two consecutive days, and it is estimated that there will be a limit today." Chen Baihui.

"After the today's daily limit, we will start buying shares of Qiange Studio tomorrow."

"Mr. He, this seems a bit too early? Can we wait? The stock of Qiange has been falling continuously for at least the last week..."