Breaking up again, this time it's my turn to break up

With something to do with all his heart, Cheng Sizhou feels that every minute and every second is full of hope.

When he got home from work that day and returned to the factory, he ate a steamed bun in one hand and looked at a blueprint in the other, making some marks from time to time. He was so immersed in his work that he didn't even care whether it was day or night outside.

Suddenly, the cell phone rang.

Cheng Sizhou glanced at the screen and found that it was Wei Jing calling.

"Hello, Mr. Wei."

"Are you off work? Can you come to the company?"

Cheng Sizhou hadn't contacted Wei Jing for a long time. He could imagine that the reason Wei Jing contacted him was simply because he had gotten some "new stuff" and wanted him to help "appraise the treasure".

"I'm working overtime today and I'm very busy. Can we go another day?" He didn't want to go, so it would be best if he could politely decline.

"Teacher Wen is also in the company today, he..." Wei Jing hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong with him?" Cheng Sizhou put down the drawings and straightened his back.

"It's quite serious. Come over first and we'll talk in person." Wei Jing said and hung up the phone.

Cheng Sizhou quickly glanced at the time. It was almost seven o'clock. It would take an hour to get from here to Xingyu Feiyu even if there was no traffic jam. But how could there be no traffic jam during the evening rush hour?

He hurriedly put on a coat, rushed to Xingyu Feiyu as fast as he could, and went straight to Wei Jing's office.

At this time, there were only a few employees working overtime in the office. Because the office was empty, the hurried footsteps were particularly clear.

"Boss Wei." Although the door was open, Cheng Sizhou knocked politely. "I'm here."

"Come in." Wei Jing sat behind the large desk. The tabletop was very clean. Unlike last time at Heting Manor, there were no piles of antiques displayed for him to appreciate.

At Wei Jing's signal, Cheng Sizhou sat opposite him. Then, Wei Jing took out a stack of photos from the drawer and spread them on the table.

The photo is very blurry, as if it was taken from a few frames of a video and then printed out.

If you look closely, you can see that he and Wen Zichuan had made several appointments to visit Xiao Liang in the hospital, and they were secretly photographed.

"I've already dealt with the person who took the photos, but this kind of thing can't happen again," Wei Jing said solemnly, with a commanding presence. "Teacher Cheng, please give me an explanation."

Cheng Sizhou clenched his fists under the table. He knew that what was coming was finally coming.

The reason why Wei Jing did not issue a statement to make the artist that the company is promoting "single" directly, but instead called him over to have a chat first, was already considering his face and the friendship they had in the past.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wei, I didn't know I was being secretly photographed."

"I can tell you clearly that Wen Zichuan's success wasn't simply luck. The company has invested so much in getting to this point, and we absolutely cannot afford to let him down at this crucial moment. Of course, if he becomes so popular, there will definitely be people who don't want him to be popular. All kinds of negative information and rumors will emerge. The company will bear the risk of public opinion, but I hope you won't give those with ulterior motives a knife."

Since the dual male lead drama was broadcast, Cheng Sizhou and Wen Zichuan have been spending less and less time together. In more than a month, they have only visited Xiao Liang together two or three times, and the night before last, they had a passionate time together.

Cheng Sizhou suddenly developed symptoms similar to brain fog. It seemed that as soon as he came up with a few ideas that could be used for negotiation, they were completely dispelled by a burst of white mist.

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Zichuan and I can just be friends, is that okay?"

Wei Jing stared at him for a few seconds, then slowly shook his head.

In Wei Jing's opinion, Wen Zichuan had a "criminal record". He was too kind and liked to help others. He even intervened when a former female colleague was molested. As a result, that bastard Shi Wenzhe secretly took photos of the incident and gave them to Chen Juncai to take credit for it, causing Wei Jing to inexplicably owe Mr. Chen another favor.

Wen Zichuan and Cheng Sizhou are both men. They occasionally go shopping or have a meal together and just say they are friends. In fact, public opinion is easier to control than that of men and women.

But this is a time bomb. Once the intimate relationship is exposed, it will really explode. I guarantee that this person will no longer appear in the entertainment industry, and Wei Xiaoming, who has played a screen CP with him, will also be implicated.

Cheng Sizhou lowered his head, his brows etched with confusion. Wei Jing had said this. What did he want? Break up with Wen Zichuan? Or never see him again?

"Where is Zichuan? Where is Zichuan?" He wanted to know what Zichuan was thinking.

"Teacher Cheng, you said at the time that what your master taught you wasn't suitable for outsiders, so I didn't force you, right?" Wei Jing didn't answer directly, but pressed on. "To be fair, I didn't destroy your job, so don't destroy mine either, okay?"

"I don't want to ruin anyone's job. Zichuan and I...we..." Cheng Sizhou wondered what bargaining chips he had that could make Wei Jing take a step back.

"When I was in Jiqing, I reminded Wen Zichuan to clean up your mess, but what happened? You guys went to Longji Mountain before the show aired. What if something happened? What if you died in the mountain? Have you considered the consequences?!"

Cheng Sizhou understood all these principles. He wanted to go to Longji Mountain alone, and he didn't expect that Wen Zichuan would follow him regardless of everything.

But the fact that Wen Zichuan followed her proved that he had her in his heart. If he brought up breaking up again, what difference would he make from an animal?!

"Boss Wei, do you think this is okay?" Cheng Sizhou's nerves were almost breaking, and he almost pleaded, "We won't meet while the show is still airing. Let me meet him after it's over..."

"Haven't you seen what the fans like? Even after the show's over, there's still a long tail. He and Xiaoming are such a popular couple, they're going to have to do events together, have fan meetings, and concerts. How can it just end after the show ends?"

"But work is work, and life is life, isn't it...? Zichuan and I finally got together, and I don't want to be separated from him..."

Wen Zichuan was dragged by Wei Xiaoming to find Wei Jing. When he was seven or eight meters away from the office, he heard the conversation between the two.

At first, he was a little surprised. Wasn't Cheng Sizhou on a business trip? Why did he suddenly appear at President Wei's place?

But the most important thing right now is that Wei Jing actually forced Cheng Sizhou to break up with him on the grounds that he and Xiaoming should be a couple.

"Boss Wei, he's right," Wen Zichuan barged in without a second thought. "Work is work. I will cooperate with the company and Xiaoming in publicity, but I also have my own life. I can't lose the right to make friends just because of work."

"That's so easy for you to say, Wen Zichuan. After deducting taxes this past month, you've earned several million, right? Can't you afford to be truly single with so much money? You want to balance work and life, fine, but just stay out of the entertainment industry and don't eat this bowl of rice!"

Wei Jing is one of the well-mannered rich second-generations. Wei Xiaoming has never seen his godfather so angry.

He didn't dare to persuade Wei Jing directly, so he had to pull Wen Zichuan aside and said, "Don't argue with your godfather. Just give in and agree to it first. Whatever happens next will be the same."

Wen Zichuan looked at Wei Xiaoming and remembered that day at Lilemen, when Wei Jing had put on such a grand ceremony just to secretly meet his little lover.

"Boss Wei, you and Xiaoming have the same relationship. You wouldn't fail to understand us... Since you and Xiaoming can do this, why can't we?"

"Xiaoming and I can do it because we're rich," Wei Jing sneered, pointing at Cheng Sizhou unceremoniously. "Is the man you chose rich? Is he successful? Can he protect you from the storm? Can he stand up for you and calm the storm when you're being slandered and slandered?"

Cheng Sizhou suddenly froze in place, as if he had been struck on the top of his head by a bolt of lightning.

He didn't know that Wei Jing had investigated him or had known countless people and had already developed a keen eye. He could see at a glance how poor and penniless he was.

If Wei Jing hadn't reminded him, he seemed to have never thought about how Zichuan fell in love with him, or what was there about him that was worthy of Zichuan's liking for him.

It seemed that it was just at the beginning that Zichuan's life was not so good, so she asked him to share half of the room and cook a few meals for her, and then she generously poured all her love on him.

He was very much like the woodcutter herding cattle in the legend, who accidentally picked up the clothes of a fairy, and then threatened and forced the fairy to stay with him and be his wife.

Now the fairy put on her own clothes and was going back to her world. The more the poor woodcutter tried to stop her, the more despicable he seemed.

"Yeah, I have no money, and I can't do what you said." As he said that, Cheng Sizhou stood up and backed away.

Wen Zichuan was most afraid that he would quit. If he did, he would panic and lose his mind: "Cheng Sizhou, I don't need your money, and I don't need you to do anything. Just take care of yourself and be well."

"Zichuan, I feel ashamed that you are so tolerant of me," Cheng Sizhou retreated to the door, smiling a little bitterly and awkwardly. "Boss Wei is right. I really don't have any money and can't give you anything. Besides, my family misunderstood you in the past and treated you badly. I apologize to you on their behalf. I'm sorry, Zichuan."

"That's all in the past. I don't mind it anymore." Wen Zichuan wanted to get closer to him, but every time he took a step forward, Cheng Sizhou took a step back. "...You are not allowed to retreat! Do you hear me? You are not allowed to retreat!"

"Okay, I won't back out." Cheng Sizhou stepped forward and hugged him. "I was wrong to break up last time. It's not that I don't like you, but I planned to go to Longji Mountain and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to come back and make you sad. Just listen to what Mr. Wei says, and let's run the business well, make a lot of money, and become big stars, okay?"

Wen Zichuan put his chin on his shoulder, tears streaming down his face: "I want to make money, but I make money for you. I'm afraid your family will think I'm poor..."

Cheng Sizhou glanced at Wei Jing, wishing he hadn't heard his silly words. "How could that be? You're still so young and have a bright future ahead of you. My family and I love you very much."

Regardless of the fact that Wei Jing and Wei Xiaoming were still watching, Wen Zichuan cried heartbrokenly. He knew that as people kept moving forward, if they gained something, they would have to give up something. But how could Cheng Sizhou become the part he had to give up?

Looking back on the past two years, he is really tired. He has been working hard to make money. In order to spend more time with the person he likes, he also has to take care of his family, his mood, and his illness.

And now, even an outsider like Wei Jing could use just a few words to make his heart, which had just turned to him, waver again.

"So, you still want to break up with me, right?" Wen Zichuan let go of him, his dry eyes tinged with a hint of coldness.

Cheng Sizhou took his hands and rubbed them gently twice: "I am not worthy of you. I have wasted a lot of your time. Please cut your losses in time, Teacher Wen, and kick me out."

Wen Zichuan pulled his hand back and raised his chin: "Okay, think it through. No matter who I like or who I'm with in the future, it has nothing to do with you."

Cheng Sizhou's heart was beating wildly, and suddenly flashed before his eyes, Xiao Liang's dependence on him, Leng Sui's concern for him, and the matchmaking videos edited by fans. He was handsome and passionate, and countless people fell in love with him.

But he couldn't let himself be envious and jealous any longer. He raised his head and looked at Wen Zichuan deeply, deeply: "Okay."

The last trick was useless. Wen Zichuan's heart was like a wasteland burned by fire, falling down and covered with mud and dust.

He pursed his lips, retracted all his enthusiasm and expectations, and said lightly: "Go away, we break up, Cheng Sizhou."