Spend money on him to marry me
As soon as the door closed, I heard the sound of something heavy hitting it.
Tsk.
It seems one of his legacies is gone, though the bottle is a bit tacky.
When Zheng Jijue returned to his room, he caught a glimpse of something flashing by at the corner at the end of the corridor.
Under normal circumstances, he would have gone over to scare him, but when he thought that he might not see Cen Yuan in the next few days, he suddenly lost all interest.
He took note of the fact that it delayed his pursuit of idols.
I returned to the room and immediately took out my cell phone to complain to Cen Yuan.
Zheng Jijue: They are so stingy, they only want to offer 70 million.
Zheng Ji Jue: You locked me out and caused my car to be smashed, and you didn’t even offer to compensate me with another car.
Zheng Jicue: You didn’t give me a penny and still called me a philistine.
He held the phone and looked at it for a moment, but the other party really didn't reply as he said.
Zheng Jijue pursed his lips and fell on the bed with an expressionless face.
How does that sentence go? Although he is gentle, he is not like ordinary people.
How can we take photos of mortals?
Before he could figure out what was going on, the phone in the room rang and Mrs. Chen called him to have lunch.
He was the only one at the table; the others didn't seem very hungry. After Zheng Jijue had eaten his fill, he asked Mrs. Chen to throw away the leftovers.
Although it was a waste, no one would eat what he left, so it would be the same in the end.
When he returned to the room, he looked outside and saw that both cars that had been in the accident were gone, with only the marks of the collision remaining.
Now it’s impossible to run back in the middle of the night.
Mrs. Chen came out to clean up and saw him staring at the door. She told him, "The car has been taken in for repairs. Someone will come to fix the door later." Seeing that he still didn't move, Mrs. Chen threw out the key information, "The car repairs have been paid for."
"Oh." He looked nonchalant and went straight upstairs.
Can I not pay?
As soon as they bumped into each other, people around them came to Zheng Yuanzhou and Xiao Ya to express their concern and inquire about the news.
Zheng Jicue stayed at the Zheng family for two days. He was present wherever the Zheng family members were, making everyone feel uncomfortable.
On the third day, his car was finally repaired and returned, and Zheng Yuanzhou called him to the study.
"Then why don't you spend a little more money and let him marry me?"
When everyone arrived, Zheng Yuanzhou didn't waste any time and directly told Zheng Jijue the result of their discussion over the past two days. He told him that Cen Yuan only went on blind dates and dates with him because of money. The main idea was that we spent a lot of money on you, you should be content, and if someone doesn't like you, there's nothing we can do about it.
The house issue is still determined to be 70 million.
I thought he knew that Cen Yuan and he were just playing around because Cen Yuan was blinded by money. After exposing this fact, he should have looked shocked. I didn't expect that Zheng Jicue's way of thinking was different from that of ordinary people.
He actually blamed them for not paying enough money to make Cen Yuan agree to marry him.
"I don't believe you don't have money. I can buy the wedding house myself. You can transfer the money originally intended for me to buy a house to Cen Yuan and ask him to marry me." He arranged everything clearly in a few words. "I don't believe that he would not agree to marry me even if I gave him two or three hundred million."
Fifty million or one hundred million are nothing. Only three hundred million is enough.
Except for him, the other three people thought he was sick.
Zheng Yuanzhou: "Stop messing around."
If he agreed to 50 million, he must be crazy. It's impossible for him to be brainwashed by 300 million!
"I'm not messing around. You guys support my brother getting married, why are you acting like this when I want to get married?"
"How do you compare with your brother? How do you compare with your sister-in-law?" Xiao Ya was already used to his neuroticism and couldn't even get angry at him. She didn't have any extra emotions towards his unreasonable behavior and didn't care about his feelings.
"I'm more handsome than him, and I've always had better grades than him. There were a lot of girls who liked me, and they all became my sisters-in-law." He paused before continuing, "As for Cen Yuan, is there any need to question his commercial value? Doesn't he make more than any of us in a year? If I marry him, we'll form a powerful alliance. His influence will benefit our family, and it will only bring us endless benefits."
Honestly, if Zheng Jijue hadn't been constantly talking about 300 million, Zheng Yuanzhou would have been tempted. He wanted both Cen Yuan's fame and Zheng Jijue's connections.
Even Zheng Xi was a little shaken, but he thought that if he liked men, it was not impossible to squeeze out Zheng Jicue.
A vague thought immediately occurred to me. Zheng Jijue's women were easy to snatch, so there was no reason why men couldn't snatch them.
"I was wondering why he was so indifferent to me. It turns out you guys gave him too little."
"You're rich yourself. Ultimately, he's the one who looks down on you. Don't take yourself too seriously." Zheng Jicue was also referring to Zheng Yuanzhou. Couldn't Xiao Ya tell that Zheng Yuanzhou was moved? When everyone else was behaving properly, he could still maintain his composure. But once someone said a few words, he became arrogant, thinking he had the ability.
Oh.
"That's enough!" Zheng Yuanzhou was very dissatisfied with her metaphor.
Zheng Jijue: "Dad, either spend money to get him to marry me, or buy me a house. You choose one. The house won't depreciate there. The house at home is worth this much even if I sell it now, but you won't give it to me."
How could Zheng Yuanzhou possibly agree to this?
Xie Qi might be a little scared. He knew Zheng Ji Jue too well. What else could he do besides going crazy? The worst that could happen was that he wouldn't go home...
No, no, this kid wouldn't have this idea, right?
Zheng Jijue let him look at him, "If you're not satisfied, there's another way."
Zheng Yuanzhou: "What method?"
"I will parachute into the company, just give me the position of general manager. When I get married to Cen Yuan and it becomes a hot topic, it will be a real strong combination. Otherwise, if you don't give me a house and money, you will only be ridiculed when it becomes a hot topic." Zheng Jicue coaxed him patiently. He licked his lips. He didn't know why, the more he talked about marrying Cen Yuan, the smoother it seemed.
Airborne general manager.
Zheng Ji Jue was really bold in saying that. General Manager Zheng Xi was sitting opposite him, and when he heard him say that he was parachuted into his position, his eyelids only twitched.
However, Zheng Jicue hit Zheng Yuanzhou's sore spot again. Before the New Year, in order to keep up with the trend and gain some popularity, they also organized a themed lottery. As a result, they were ridiculed for the bad gifts and that their company was too stingy and that the good things were secretly given to acquaintances. There was a lot of uproar and the company's image was severely damaged, resulting in a continuous decline in performance this year.
Zheng Yuanzhou: "Can you manage a company? I heard that your company only contributes money but does not put in any effort."
"Brother, don't you go to the company just to be a decoration?"
Xiao Ya really couldn't bear to listen any longer, and she knew that no matter how crazy Zheng Yuanzhou was, he would not agree, so she just left.
As soon as she left, Zheng Xi also left.
Only Zheng Yuanzhou and Zheng Jijue were left facing each other.
It was a week later when Zheng Ji Jue returned to his big villa.
Every day at the Zheng family's was a busy one. Today he cornered Zheng Yuanzhou for money, tomorrow he cornered Xiao Ya to get a favor from a matchmaker, and the day after tomorrow he cornered Zheng Xi in bed. Fortunately, Wu Liwen had gone to the bathroom at the time and didn't corner the young couple again. Zheng Xi remained steady, and Zheng Jijue even "chatted" with him for a few moments, but Wu Liwen interrupted their friendly exchange.
A scream broke the peace of the Zheng family.
Zheng Jichou told Cen Yuan every day what he had done, and he didn't think at all that what he did was not something a normal person could do.
If Luo Ming saw it, he would definitely tell him that if a normal person didn't reply to your message, he would definitely think that you are a pervert, showing off or threatening him.
No matter how wonderful Zheng Jijue's days in the Zheng family were, Cen Yuan didn't even say a period.
Xie Qi has been very busy these days, attending various meetings and taking care of family matters, and he didn't even go with the crew.
Cen Yuan's energy level had halved, and he only kept his eyes open when filming. Yu Xiushi tried to discuss a few words with him, but he wouldn't even open his eyes.
Rumors swirled around the crew, with everyone thinking Cen Yuan was expressing his dissatisfaction. Yu Xiushi didn't say anything; Cen Yuan didn't communicate with anyone, but during filming, he still followed the ideas he had shared with him.
He was not sure whether Xie Qi was having a conflict with him or was just being rude because of something on the crew; it didn't seem like it at all.
In short, Yu Xiushi blamed all of Cen Yuan's abnormalities on Xie Qi.
That day, Xie Qi came to pick up Cen Yuan from get off work. He came and left in a hurry, not even giving people a chance to take a second look at him.
After returning to the hotel, Xie Qi finished his work and went to wash up. Cen Yuan did not return to his room because he had something to talk to Xie Qi about. He sat cross-legged on Xie Qi's hotel bed and read the message sent to him by Zheng Jicue.
I was also complaining today that I couldn’t go home.
Suddenly a bell rang in the room.
Xie Qi's assistant quickly answered the phone.
Both Xie Qi and he in the shower room knew what was being said over there.
The Zheng family was probably fed up with Zheng Jicue and was unwilling to pay 300 million yuan. They wanted to try a 50 million yuan project instead and asked Cen Yuan to appease the madman Zheng Jicue and take him away.
The assistant just said that he would report back to Mr. Xie and then hung up the phone.
The room was quiet again, with only the sound of water in the shower.
After a while, Cen Yuan suddenly spoke: "Tell Zheng Yuanzhou that he is grateful for his support for charity."
The assistant bowed slightly: "Yes."
Maybe the incident after the wedding left a big shadow on Wu Liwen, or maybe Zheng Jicue's persistence moved the Zheng family.
In order to settle the matter peacefully, the two sides bargained and Zheng Yuanzhou reluctantly paid half of the price.
The next day, a light drizzle fell in Beijing, and it was cold. Before Zheng Jicue parked his car back in his underground garage, he glanced across the street inadvertently.
Someone held an umbrella for Cen Yuan and walked with him in the rain. Every step he took was eye-catching, and the rain under his feet could not stop him. Until he walked under the eaves, he took off his long down jacket, revealing a familiar school uniform underneath.
I don’t know where the crew got the school uniform styles from a few years ago.
No matter how slowly the car drove, it still missed the target.
The car stopped steadily, and Zheng Jicue never let go of the steering wheel.
Although it was an illusion, he still felt that Cen Yuan was looking at him just now.
Since they all know each other, it wouldn't be too much for him to visit the class, right?
Zheng Jichou carried a box of things and walked to the other side calmly. The crew had already started filming.
The young version of Wu Yong, played by Cheng Zeyu, just returned home from school and heard his parents arguing. The smile on his face immediately faded. His friend, who noticed that something was wrong, was watching him through the fence at Liang's house, and then he ran next door and pulled the man to his home in the rain.
After the door closed, the camera moved up and stopped on a window.
The weather was getting colder, and everyone in the crew was wearing the uniformly distributed clothes, and most of them also wore masks. Zheng Jicue was dressed almost the same as the crew members, but he just squatted nearby and watched them shoot the rain scene back and forth for most of the day. He managed to blend in successfully, and since no one knew him, they all thought he was from another group, and no one asked him to leave, so he just stayed.
Cen Yuan wet his hair and then blew it dry, and wiped the water droplets on his down jacket again and again. Zheng Jicue felt distressed when he saw this, but Cen Yuan never complained a word.
The freezing temperature didn't seem to affect him at all.
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