Chapter 31 Chapter 31

Jincheng Hotel is owned by the Shen family. Shen Zhuo has an exclusive room in the hotel.

Ten minutes ago, He Xianyu used the room card to open 2020. He called Song Xue and said that he had met Chen Zhuo, and asked Song Xue to go back first. Then he unlocked Chen Zhuo's phone with the password, called the two people in the address book marked as Butler Wang and Doctor Cai, briefly explained the situation, and asked them to come quickly.

He Xianyu put his ear to the bathroom door and listened for a long time, but there was no movement inside. He was a little worried and knocked on the door.

After not getting a reply for a long time, He Xianyu knocked on the door again and asked, "Boss Shen, are you okay?"

"What do you think?" Shen Zhuo was soaking wet, sitting on the cold floor tiles. The cold shower did not quench his lust, but made it more intense.

The heat is everywhere and lingers.

He could no longer tell whether it was cold water or sweat on his body.

He Xianyu expressed deep sympathy for the domineering president's unique experience and comforted him, "Just bear with it for a while. Doctor Cai will be here in fifteen minutes."

"Five minutes!" Shen Zhuo felt hot and uneasy, and his patience was almost at its limit.

He Xianyu couldn't help but complain: "Boss Shen, he is driving a car, not a plane."

"He Xianyu, you are gloating, right? I discovered long ago that the more unlucky I am, the happier you are." Chen Zhuo said almost gritting his teeth.

"I swear to God, I really didn't do that!" He Xianyu cried out in injustice, "I have no grudge against you."

Through the door, He Xianyu could hear Shen Zhuo's increasingly heavy breathing. He wanted to escape from this embarrassing place as soon as possible. "Well, Mr. Shen, how about I leave first?"

"You dare? Ugh—" Chen Zhuo groaned. He clenched his fingers into fists, his nails digging into his palms, and tried hard to resist the heat in his body. "You must stay and ensure my safety. If something happens to me, I will let you die with me!"

He Xianyu was completely speechless. "I'm the one in danger now, okay?"

Chen Zhuo's voice became increasingly low and hoarse, "You're thinking too much, aren't you? I'm a CEO, how could I be so hungry as to take a child like you?"

The boss of Green Jinjiang must abide by strict moral lines: no sex with minors.

Moreover, even if the rich boss is powerful outside, he must have a special affection for the protagonist and give him enough sense of security. Even if there are many beautiful women around him, he will never look at them twice. Even if he is in dire straits, he will never touch others.

After all, chastity is the best betrothal gift for the protagonist of Cuckold Jinjiang.

A groan escaped from Shen Zhuo's clenched teeth, and his whole body became hotter and hotter! The fire in his body burned more and more fiercely, almost burning his sanity to ashes.

He felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had been deprived of air, or as if his lungs had suddenly failed. No matter how hard he tried to breathe in, he could not relieve the feeling of suffocation.

Chen Zhuo felt as if countless ants were gnawing at his flesh and destroying his will. The pain was bearable, but the numbness was much more terrible than the pain.

This feeling was both painful and exciting. His blood was beating violently, boiling and clamoring, making his body feel deeply in pain, but his mind was excited and wanted to take, vent, and destroy.

After suppressing this surging tide of enthusiasm, Chen Zhuo was already barely able to breathe: "He Xianyu, say something to distract me."

He Xianyu turned on her phone and played Chopin's Nocturne. The music was soothing and melodious, quiet and secluded, and the melody was as beautiful as a poem or a song. It was also contemplative in its gentleness, as if she was in a beautiful night and could see a starry sky when she looked up.

"My favorite pianist is Chopin." He Xianyu continued to talk to herself, "Chopin was a genius who created many masterpieces throughout his life. Unfortunately, he contracted tuberculosis at a young age. Under the medical level at that time, this was an incurable terminal illness. But he did not give up and continued to compose. In the past, when I felt that I could not hold on any longer, I would listen to Chopin's Nocturne and feel his love for life in despair. My heart would also calm down."

After a long silence, Shen Zhuo's low and hoarse voice sounded: "At such a young age, why can't you endure it?"

"How about I tell you a story about my friend. He can be said to be a child of destiny, with a happy family, excellent grades, and teachers and classmates all like him very much. However, after the college entrance examination, he was found to have something growing in his brain. While his peers were going to school and playing, he spent most of his time in the hospital. The day before the operation, he asked his family to push him to look at the stars. He told his family that if he died, he would become a star in the sky. When they miss him, they can look up at the stars."

Shen Zhuo snorted, "It's fake. When people die, they turn into ashes. There's nothing left."

"How come you are not romantic at all?" He Xianyu continued, "At that time, my friend thought that if he was lucky enough to survive the operation, he would go to every corner of the world with the one he loved and see every starry sky."

On the first day He Xianyu came into this world, he stared at the starry sky on the balcony all night.

The dark blue velvet sky is dotted with tiny stars, twinkling and shining brilliantly.

It turns out that the starry sky in this world is just as beautiful.

At that time, He Xianyu decided not to look back, not to complain about the world, but to cherish every day in this world and live a brilliant life of his own.

Chen Zhuo asked in a weak voice: "How did your friend end up?"

"He didn't get off the operating table, but I believe he can live a wonderful life in another world." He Xianyu showed a relieved smile, "Boss Shen, how about I tell you a novel called "The Domineering President's Delicate Lover". The male protagonist is called Mr. S. Mr. S is tall, rich and handsome, but he has a bad temper and scolds his subordinates like a dog..."

As soon as Dr. Cai and Butler Wang arrived, He Xianyu left.

He took the elevator to the hotel lobby and saw the words "Congratulations on the marriage between Xu and Jiang, happy wedding, and may you live together forever" written on the display screen.

Jincheng Hotel, Xu and Jiang get married, Chen Zhuo is drugged——

He Xianyu suddenly stopped.

This is the most crucial plot in another novel, "The Domineering President's Delicate Lover". It happened at the same time and in the same hotel as Tian Qi's birthday party.

In the novel, Chen Zhuo was drugged and Zhong Xiaoyin took care of him. They were alone and passionate, and something unspeakable happened between them. They did it first and then fell in love. After a series of misunderstandings, quarrels, and breakups, they finally ended in a happy ending.

It can be said that without this do, there would be no subsequent love development between the protagonist top and the protagonist bottom.

It’s over!

What now?

In the book, it was because of this passionate night that Chen Zhuo felt guilty and fell in love with Zhong Xiaoyin. So now, how can Chen Zhuo fall in love with Zhong Xiaoyin?

He Xianyu was in a dilemma.

【72 days countdown to the college entrance examination】

It was a sunny March day, and the sun shone through the car window, bringing a warm feeling of early spring.

Song Xue drove He Xianyu to Qingkong to sign the contract.

This morning, Song Xue originally wanted to get up early to buy breakfast for He Xianyu, but she couldn't get up because she stayed up late to watch "College Entrance Examination Countdown" and "Supernova Academy". It was He Xianyu who woke her up after making breakfast.

The more Song Xue looked at her son, the more satisfied she became. Not only was he good-looking, he was also very well-behaved, and he was also very smart.

"Xiao Yuer, are your academic performance excellent?" Song Xue was very curious.

He Xianyu spoke the truth: "My college entrance examination score was 689, the city's top scorer in liberal arts."

Squirrel——

The brakes were slammed on and the tires made a noise as they rubbed against the ground.

Due to inertia, Song Xue's body rushed forward, but was pulled back steadily by the seat belt.

In addition to the protection of the seat belt, there was also an arm across Song Xue's body at that moment.

Song Xue was both moved and excited.

What was touching was that when the situation was so dangerous, He Xianyu's first reaction was to protect her with his hands.

The exciting thing is that she may become the envy of all mothers in the world.

He Xianyu asked worriedly, "Sister Xue, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Song Xue continued to drive the car. "It's really a bargain for Qingkong! No, I want Xiao Qinghe to negotiate the terms again, at least to increase your share."

He Xianyu stopped her, "Sister Xue, I think it's good like this for now. Xiao Qinghe has given me the greatest freedom, and besides Xiao Jun, this man has no weaknesses. We still have to find ways to get along well with him. After all, in the novel, your life is in his hands."

Half an hour later, under the guidance of the Qingkong staff, He Xianyu arrived at the meeting room and saw Xiao Qinghe, Zhao Jie, Ji Zhen, and Shen Zhuo.

Chen Zhuo was dressed in a suit and leather shoes again, looking very noble. He wore a dark grey suit with a light grey striped shirt and a pair of jewel cufflinks. When he looked at He Xianyu, his expression was normal, as if what happened last night had never happened.

Xiao Qinghe was dressed very casually. He wore a loose light blue sweater, khaki casual pants, and a black cap. Without the halo of a big star, he looked like a big brother next door.

Zhao Jie put a document in front of He Xianyu, "Xianyu, this is the final version after your mother and I discussed it. Let me briefly explain, your contract with Xingkong is for five years. In the first three years, you and Qingkong will split the profits 40% and 60%. In the next two years, it will be 50% and 50%. As a newcomer, being able to get this share is enough to show Qingkong's sincerity towards you."

Usually, the split between newcomers in the entertainment industry and their agencies is 37% or 28%, and some unscrupulous agencies even offer 19%. As Zhao Jie said, Qingkong's offer of such a split is full of sincerity.

He Xianyu opened the Oxford paper bag and took out the signed contract.

Qingkong Culture Media Co., Ltd. (hereinafter referred to as Party A) and Mr. He Xianyu (hereinafter referred to as Party B) hereby sign this contract through friendly consultation in accordance with the relevant laws and regulations of the People's Republic of China and in the spirit of equality and mutual benefit.

The parties shall cooperate in the provision of brokerage services related to the performance business by Party A to Party B, as follows:

2.1 Party A shall be the exclusive and only agent of Party B in his/her performing arts career during the validity period of this contract.

2.2 Party B shall provide performing arts services exclusively to Party A during the validity period of this contract.

…

This contract could be considered an artist's indenture. He Xianyu read it carefully, word by word.

Zhao Jie did not rush him, but answered the questions he asked from time to time.

"Qingkong will definitely respect your idea of ​​putting academics first."

"In the future, we will train you as an all-round artist and give you the greatest support in film and television, singing, variety shows, business, fashion, etc."

"Your contract with Juxing expires today. We will always ask you to sign an agreement later."

"Boss Shen told me about your bet, so you don't have to pay back the money you owe Juxing."

"You don't have to pay for breach of contract. Mr. Shen said it was a parting gift for you."

Shen Baopi unexpectedly became so generous, He Xianyu raised her head and looked at Shen Zhuo with surprise.

Chen Zhuo raised his slender and sharp eyebrows, "Kid, why are you so surprised? In addition to the smell of money, I also exude human touch occasionally."

He Xianyu: “…Oh.”

Chen Zhuo: "..."

After confirming that everything was correct, He Xianyu signed his name.

There was warm applause in the conference room.

After He Xianyu shook hands with the new boss Xiao Qinghe and the new agent Zhao Jie one by one, he came to Shen Zhuo, took his hand and shook it: "Boss Shen, I'm sorry that our cooperation with you is over."

Chen Zhuo asked seriously: "Are you really sorry?"

"..." He Xianyu swore that what he said just now was purely polite.

Chen Zhuo raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Actually, there's no need to regret. Even if you change your agency, I'll still be your client."

He Xianyu widened his eyes.

What? !

The smile in Chen Zhuo's eyes grew even brighter: "I am the second largest shareholder of Clear Sky. In other words, I am still your boss."

He Xianyu had a schedule in the afternoon. On his way back to school, he received a call from his former and current boss.

"What happened yesterday—"

He Xianyu was afraid that being two seconds late would make Shen Bazong angry, so she quickly replied: “I will never tell anyone, otherwise I will be buried with you.”

"That's a nice thought. Do you know how much a piece of cemetery costs now? Not to mention being buried next to me."

He Xianyu listened to his tone and felt that he was in a good mood, so he said boldly: "Then don't talk about letting others be buried with you in the future, it's a waste of money."

After a moment of silence, Chen Zhuo said, "Have you opened the bag I asked Zhong Xiaoyin to give you? It's for you."

He Xianyu remembered that just when the car was about to start, Zhong Xiaoyin ran over and stuffed a white gift box into his hand through the car window. He opened it and found a Montblanc fountain pen inside, made of black precious resin and platinum-plated accessories, with exquisite workmanship. The pen cap was engraved with the notes of Chopin's "Nocturne". The nib was even more exquisite, engraved with Chopin's portrait, and the pen clip was shaped like a piano hammer.

This pen is so beautiful, it exudes a quiet perseverance.

Gritty and romantic.

He Xianyu sent a message to Chen Zhuo, thanking him for the gift.

Chen Zhuo returned quickly.

Super-me: [I just checked the price of the cemetery, I can still buy you one. ]

He Xianyu was puzzled. What did Chen Zhuo mean? Did he still want him to be buried with him?