Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Chuzheng hung up the phone.

Once expelled from the house and lost the blessing of the family, this kind of brother who only knows how to eat, drink and play, basically has his wings broken.

"Why am I so good."

[...] You might as well kill him with a stab.

May I?

Chu Zheng is eager to try.

[No! 】The King ruthlessly refused Chuzheng: 【Please be my sister! Don't be so crazy, thank you! 】

Then you say a fart!

[...] I just don’t know the difference between your ‘good’ and normal people’s ‘good’.

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Three days later, Chu Zheng received a call from Liang's father, expressing his agreement with Chu Zheng's terms.

Shao Liang was evicted from the house, except for some clothes, the rest could not be taken away.

Shao Liang didn't expect that he would really be kicked out of the house. The whole person was dumbfounded. He had been rioting outside Liang's house for many days. In the end, Father Liang couldn't stand it and let him be blasted away.

Shao Liang sat on the road, and apart from anger, there was only resentment in his heart.

Hate Chuzheng, hate his father.

He actually gave up his son for the company.

It is useless to hate Shao Liang no matter how much, now he doesn't even have a place to live.

All the cards are frozen and he is now penniless.

Shao Liang called his friends and friends, and he didn't know if he got the news. In the past, one phone could call a group of people, but now no one came to pick him up after dozens of calls.

Even if someone agreed, he turned around and called and said that he had no time.

One was even more ridiculous. He promised well, turned around and said that he had forgotten that he was in the United States and could not go.

Shao Liang was so angry that he wanted to smash the phone, but when he thought of his current situation, he dared not smash it.

Finally, he sold his limited edition customized mobile phone for several thousand dollars.

Shao Liang was used to spending money lavishly, and the money was spent cleanly within two days.

I can't ask for help, and I don't have money, so Young Master Liang can only make money by himself.

Shao Liang had been gold-plated at the Pheasant University abroad, and a company did not have a long eye to admit him, but he did not do it for a long time. The young master had a temper and was successfully dismissed.

It was the same every time next time. Shao Liang could bear the anger of the bottom employees of the company, and two days were considered as challenging the limit record.

After tossing around, the money was not made, and the money was posted because of the beating.

After Liang's father kicked out Liang Shao, the company's plight was immediately relieved.

Liang's father was jealous of Chuzheng and did not dare to inquire about Liang Shao's current situation.

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In October, the weather suddenly cooled down.

Chuzheng entered the studio wrapped in a coat, Lisa was preparing to go out, and ran into her outside the elevator.

"Boss, a satellite TV invited them to be guests of the Spring Festival Gala..."

"You decide."

"..."

Who is the agent anyway! !

When Chu Zheng went upstairs, the people in the studio were recently preparing for their new song. Discussions and file flipping were everywhere, and the whole office seemed busy.

Chuzheng went to the dance studio to find someone. The MV of the new song will be recorded. There is a short dance part in it. Now they are practicing with the teacher.

"Homura, why is your waist so soft?"

Chu Zheng heard such a sentence when he entered.

She looked towards the corner blankly, Mu Shengzheng looked at Sheng Yan's waist with envy, Qu Jiangxiao stood on the other side, practicing the movements according to the teacher's instructions.

The temperature in the room was slightly higher and it was dancing again, so Sheng Yan was only wearing a thin T-shirt. At this time, he was half lifted by Mu Sheng, revealing a white waist.

Snapped--

People over there heard the sound, and looked up in the mirror and saw Chu Zheng exuding air-conditioning.

Mu Sheng also waved to Chuzheng: "Boss!"

Sheng Yan pulled the clothes back, and the clothes fell, blocking the amputation.

"Boss, what did you buy?" Mu Sheng strode towards Chuzheng, "I'm so hungry."

Chu Zheng held down what she put down: "Go to your wife."

Mu Sheng: "???"

Mu Sheng probably saw that Chu Zheng was very upset at this time, so he withdrew his hand angrily, and found an excuse to leave.

Qu Jiangxiao looked at Sheng Yan, winked at him, and left.

There are only two of them left in the dance studio.

"come."

Standing in the corner, Sheng Yan heard the sound of Chu Zheng and walked over with his head down.

For a short distance, Sheng Yan walked for a full minute.

He stood in front of Chu Zheng, took a deep breath, and plucked up his courage: "Miss Meng...I have something to tell you."

Chu Zheng nodded: "Say."

"I..." Sheng Yan pinched his thigh to calm himself down: "I, I like you." He closed his eyes and spit out these words.

"Hmm." Don't like me who do you want to like!

Chuzheng's flat sound made Sheng Yan's nervous mood instantly condensed.

"You... have nothing to say?"

"Say what?" Chu Zheng looked at him: "I like you too?"

Sheng Yan's hands were full of cold sweat, and her voice was trembling because of tension: "Do you like me?"

"Like it."

Sheng Yan didn't dare to look directly into Chu Zheng's line of sight, and instantly fell on her, his heartbeat was chaotic, and there was no regularity.

However, the girl opposite was as calm as ever, as if for her, that sentence of liking was just a normal word.

Chuzheng raised his hand twice in his hair, and naturally told him: "Eat your food, don't practice for too long."

Sheng Yan watched Chu Zheng leave. He wanted to stop her, but couldn't make a sound.

Qu Jiangxiao and Mu Sheng came in from outside and immediately surrounded them: "Homura, did you say that?"

"said."

Sheng Yan lowered his head, her voice a little dull.

"Huh? The result?"

"No result." Sheng Yan paused.

Mu Sheng asked: "She doesn't like you?"

"... She said she liked me."

Mu Sheng screamed: "How do you say that there is no result? If you don't like each other, then there is a result?!"

Qu Jiangxiao held down Mu Sheng: "What's the matter?"

Sheng Yan: "She didn't say anything behind..."

Mu Sheng and Qu Jiangxiao looked at each other, and didn't say anything behind what was meant by them? Why do you have to take a stand when someone confesses it?

"Homura..."

"I'm not feeling well, I will go back first."

Sheng Yan avoided their inquiry and left the dance studio.

When he passed by Chuzheng's office, he glanced inside. Chuzheng was sitting at his desk working with documents. Just as Sheng Yan wanted to take his gaze back, the people over there suddenly looked up and met his gaze.

"Come in."

Sheng Yan: "!!!"

Sheng Yan didn't want to go in, but his thoughts flashed, and people had already walked in.

"close the door."

Sheng Yan went back and closed the door.

Chuzheng lowered his head to continue processing the documents, and took the time to ask him, "Have you eaten anything?"

"……have eaten."

Sheng Yan's tone was hesitant, and he was obviously lying.

Chuzheng raised his eyes and glanced at him, dropped the pen in his hand, stepped on the desk with his feet, and pushed hard, the chair slid back a little distance, and the hand on the back of the chair knocked domineeringly: "Come here. ."

Sheng Yan: "..."

Does she call small animals?