Male God is Chasing My Brother

Biquge www.wuxiaspot.com, the fastest updated male **** is chasing my brother [entertainment] latest chapter!

The purchase ratio did not reach 60%. Zhou Jin and Shen Yaoyao glanced at An Xumo, who was holding the food in the corner. He did not want to attract the attention of people around An Xumo, and quickly regained his sight. "So the reason to call him back at home today is also for equity?"

The young man nodded: "He and Zhou's equity were not involved, but your uncle left a Yangfan Group before his death. After An Xu Mo's adulthood, those shares should be inherited by him. It's nothing, but the Zhou family can't swallow this breath, and they will definitely take the shares from An Xumo. "

Equity transfer is not a trivial matter, and it is placed in a publicly visible public place, so that everyone witnesses the signing of a voluntary waiver of insurance | certificate | book-Zhou means no way. Despite being always beloved, Zhou Jinshen never doubted this.

The original clear hatred suddenly became chaotic. The truth is likely that An Xumo was implicated for no reason. Zhou Jinshen felt even more troubled when he thought that someone had brought him personally. He got up and wanted to go in the direction of An Xumo, but was caught by the youth.

"Where are you going?"

Zhou Jin frowned heavily: "Send him away."

The young man shook his head slightly, and whispered: "With the guard | dart is here, he can't walk."

Zhou Jin's eyes were dim, he glanced around, and he said to the youth, "Zi Mai, do me a favor."

After looking at each other, An Xumo was a bit unclear. Zhou Jinshen and the young people around him quickly closed their eyes and resumed their conversation. An Xumo thought that the confrontation just now was an accident and he didn't care. As long as he can look at Zhou Jin, he has no other requirements.

I also want to go to the entertainment industry for this reason. Although Zhou Jinshen has rich resources, there should be a lot of lenses. However, his own schedule is very low-key, and rarely appears in public in private time, not even Weibo. An Xumo wanted to take a closer look at his former elder brother before he could venture in.

It was just that An Xumo didn't wait long before a waiter approached him and said that the three masters told him to pass. Zhou Jinshen was the third person among his peers. Although An Xumo was surprised, he followed.

The youth around Zhou Jinshen was still there, and the two were talking to other subjects. After getting closer, An Xumo felt this person more familiar. But he has not participated in the Zhou family's communication before, and the people he knows are very limited. He can't think of where he will meet this person.

He walked to Zhou Jinshen, but the other party ignored him, or the youth reminded him that Zhou Jinshen turned his eyes as if he had just seen An Xumo.

An Xumo froze slightly, because he saw obvious discomfort on the other side's face. An Xumo is not sensitive to other people's emotions, otherwise he will not stand in the banquet hall without notice, and he will be looked at like a joke. But he was very keen on Zhou Jinshen's state, and the man obviously didn't want to bother him now, and just reluctantly glanced at him, then turned his head and continued talking with other people.

Such Zhou Jinshen was obviously arrogant when they got along with the afternoon, and apparently the other party called himself over. An Xumo didn't understand what happened, and was at a loss for a moment.

He stood there alone, looking rather pitiful, and in the end it seemed that the young man couldn't see it, and asked An Xumo actively: "Mr. An, right? Have a drink with Jin Shen?"

The waiter took the initiative to bring the goblet and bottle. An Xumo has never drank, and now he does not have a drink. But in this tense and embarrassing situation, the youth naturally helped him to clear the siege. An Xumo, who had no other method, could only follow the actions of others, and nodded cautiously and cramped.

"……it is good."

Zhou Jinshen still did not respond. The goblet in his hand was empty. The waiter was busy pouring wine for him. The young man picked up another wine glass from the tray and handed it to An Xumo.

An Xumo just wanted to pick it up, but was struck by Zhou Jin who suddenly retreated. Under the impact, An Xumo's arm swayed, and the wine glass tilted over without holding it, spilling on his own chest.

"Hmm ..." The waiter had finished drinking and backed out, and Zhou Jinshen's movement was not noticed. He hit him, without realizing it, but impatiently, "Why can't you even hold a cup?"

The spill is not small, coupled with the youth's constant apology and Zhou Jinshen's voice, many people around me are aware of the movement here. In recent years, Zhou Jinshen has not appeared much at the Zhou's banquet. Most of the people who know him at the scene are limited to the name of the entertainment industry. When he speaks like this, he only thinks he can't get used to An Xumo. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, An Xumo grabbed Zhou Jinshen's parents.

An Xumo whispered his eyes and said sorry, he reluctantly smiled at the young man and waved his hand to signal that the other party didn't care.

The suit I just bought was scrapped and the money wasted a little. An Xumo thought that this suit was enough to buy a lot of white T-shirts that were thrown away in the afternoon, so he felt distressed. The tenderest piece on the apex of the heart was pricked, and the pain was breathless.

The young man seemed to persuade Zhou Jinshen, An Xumo didn't hear him clearly, and then Zhou Jinshen asked him to change his clothes. The youth with shame asked to go with him. Zhou Jin frowned and waved his hands. Let them go.

An Xumo was led to the side exit of the hall. As he walked along, the wine stains on his chest continued to drip intermittently. On such a grand occasion, the dress seemed a bit morbid.

But the clothes are always dead, and no matter how embarrassing it is, it will not be too embarrassing for those who wear it.

An Xu Mohunhun walked for a while, and when the two turned around, they reacted a little bit wrong. He wanted to ask the young man who was ahead, but the other side motioned him not to speak. The road ahead went more and more twists and turns, until the gray RV appeared in front of the young man stopped.

After being shoved into the RV, An Xumo's mind was even more confused. The young man who got on the car together did not speak. He took a bag from the back seat and handed it over.

"This is your brother's clothes. The new ones haven't been disassembled yet. You will get them first."

An Xumo didn't respond when he held the paper bag. When the young man saw this, he reached out and patted his shoulder: "Are you scared? Sorry, your brother wants to take you out of the meeting place."

He introduced himself: "I am Mr. Zhou's agent, Xin Zimai, and his assistant."

An Xumo then remembered why he felt that the other party was familiar. It turned out that he was thinking in the wrong direction. He did not expect that young people would be people in the circle.

Even so, his alert didn't fade much: "I'm An Xumo ... Sorry, I want to leave here."

Xin Zimai smiled with a bit of guilt: "I'm sorry for the facts just now, let me tell you something, okay?"

An Xumo's chest was still wet, but he didn't plan to change clothes here, but nodded slightly alertly: "Please."

Xin Zimai explained: "At the birthday party tonight, Chow will announce the ownership of Zhou's equity. They called you back in order to let you give up the shares in your name."

An Xumo frowned: "I don't have that ..."

Xin Zimai said: "I just saw Mr. Zhou Yunshan's lawyer at the venue. He came for this matter. Mr. Zhou Yunshan once created a business group called Yangfan independently. Yangfan and the Zhou family had no interests. It The shares will be returned to you in adulthood. The transfer of shares can only be completed if you voluntarily sign and give up. "

An Xumo has never heard of this. He was fostered in Zhou Jinshen's family at a very young age, and his memory of Zhou Yunshan is really lacking.

Xin Zimai said: "Mr. Zhou originally didn't know about your delisting at home. He started investigating after receiving you in the afternoon. He brought you over, so he wanted to send you out safely."

An Xumo watched him carefully: "If I weren't there, brother ... Mr. Zhou, would he be affected?"

Xin Zimai smiled: "Don't worry about this. In name, even if Yang Fan's shares are taken back, they will only belong to Mr. Zhou. He doesn't mind it, and there will be no greater resistance. "

An Xumo was startled again. If this is the case, then Zhou Jinshen sent him out, but in fact he also pushed away his own interests.

"As for tonight, Mr. Zhou said that he will apologize to you personally." Xin Zimai said, "change your clothes first, and you are not comfortable."

An Xumo responded dullly, Xin Zimai first pushed the door down and went to the driver's seat. He left the space to An Xumo and started the RV by the way.

"Mr. Zhou asked me to send you back first," Xin Zimai asked, "where do you live now?"

An Xumo said an address, but Xin Zimai, who acted as a driver, froze. He then asked for a more detailed address. Although he didn't know the reason, An Xumo told him honestly.

This time, Xin Zimai's tone was even stranger.

"So ... you live downstairs to your brother?"

The man next to him made a phone call, then hung up and then asked him, "Who did these people do before?"

An Xumo nodded reluctantly, the bright red blood stains leaked from the corner of the mouth, and the original pale lips | petals were mostly red.

Between groggy, someone seemed to help wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth. An Xumo wanted to thank him, but there was a sweet smell in his throat. He wasn't sure if he was speaking out, but he felt that he was clearly in the constant temperature room in midsummer, but the cold air kept getting into his skin, and his teeth were shaking because of freezing.

After some time, a weak, cold hand lifted him up. There seemed to be another person looking behind him. There was a constant pressure on my back, and there was still a voice in my ear. An Xumo only remembered leaning on a man's arms, the man's clothes clasped him hard, and there was a faint cold fragrance on his body.

After that, An Xumo passed out was unclear.

The fire behind kept burning into my heart, as if a hand was constantly adding firewood. In front of him was the chill of a falling ice cave, with cold hands and feet. An Xumo struggled for a long time to catch a little light. He tried his best to climb up from the abyss of ice and fire, and after a while, realized that he had opened his eyes.

It was dark all around, it was late, there were no lights in the room, only some light was seen through the door gap not far away. An Xumo found himself lying on his back, the feeling of fire on his back had subsided a lot, and it seemed to be covered with medicine. There was a faint voice from outside the room, An Xumo turned his ear to listen, a familiar male voice: "When he wakes up, call me, I'll find someone to take him back. Now I have to go, I still have something over there. "

An Xumo's thoughts were still a little dull. For a moment, he didn't tell whose voice it was. Another person was asking if he would go home tonight. The first voice escaped two sentences, and the outside movement suddenly disappeared Already.

An Xumo sat up on the edge of the bed, the back was slightly numb, and it didn't hurt much anymore. He fumbled for a pair of slippers by the bed, and couldn't see anything in the dark. Subconsciously, An Xumo walked towards the lighted door, and then opened the half-covered door.

If he knew what the people outside were doing, he wouldn't be so reckless, but regretted that it was too late, and An Xumo was surprised to find that it was a doctor's office outside the house.

Of course, there is nothing surprising in the hospital. The main fact is that two people are standing in the doctor's office and kissing.

The person facing away from An Xumo was Xin Zimai, and the hair tips in the back of his head were slightly curled, so it was easy to recognize. The man who kissed him was also a man. The man was wearing a white coat of a hospital and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which was more than half a meter taller than the Xinzimai of 1.8 meters.

He looked so gentle, his eyes sharpened with sharp eyes that couldn't be masked.

An Xumo was a little embarrassed at once, and he didn't dare to make a voice, fearing that he would startle with his back to Xin Zimai. After seeing a strange gesture to his strange man, An Xumo stepped back cautiously again.