Chapter 102 Is it you? !

Just as Jiang Wugang finished replying to Han Zhong's message, Zhang Xiaoyu called and asked him to meet with the director and screenwriter of "Asking the Life". Because of Ke Xingyan's incident, they had been looking for a male lead and were planning to make major changes to the plot. They planned to review it with him personally.

Jiang Wu looked at the meeting place and found that it was quite close to Huayue, so he told Han Zhong not to come back to pick him up, as he happened to have something near Huayue and would go directly there when the time came.

There was no reply from the other end for a while, and Jiang Wu estimated that he hadn't seen it yet, so he went out directly.

At the same time, in the office of the president of Huayue, Han Yun and Han Zhong sat opposite each other without saying a word. Rong Anzhou sat in the corner, looking at the father and son who looked 80% similar, wondering who would speak first.

Finally, it was Han Zhong who broke the silence, "Why did you come here suddenly?"

"I was passing by, and your mother happened to have made some soup, so she asked me to bring it to you." Han Yun looked at Rong Anzhou, and Rong Anzhou immediately took out a thermos and put it on the table.

"Thank you." Han Zhong subconsciously glanced at the time on his watch.

Han Yun glanced at him and asked, "Are you busy later?"

"Um."

"You have a date?"

"What else can I do for you?"

“…”

Han Yun frowned slightly, and then said, "I want you to discuss the marriage with the Qin family."

"There's nothing to discuss." Han Zhong said without hesitation, "I will not marry Qin Yuyan."

"reason."

"I don't like her."

"Who do you like?"

“…”

Han Yun was not surprised to see him remain silent. Rong Anzhou had never told him that his son had a romantic partner. "Since you don't have anyone you like, why don't you get in touch with Qin Yuyan?"

Han Zhong didn't plan to continue discussing this issue with him. He checked the time again and said, "I have something else to do. Let's talk about this later."

"Who did you meet?"

"This is my private matter."

"Private matters?" Han Yun glanced at Rong Anzhou suspiciously, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Rong Anzhou immediately raised his hand and swore, "He definitely doesn't have a girlfriend!"

I do have a boyfriend.

Han Yun still trusted his "personal bodyguard" and continued to talk about business. "I heard that you agreed to go to Qingyang Temple with Qin Yuyan before. I thought you were interested in her."

"It's just a mutually beneficial cooperation, there is no personal reason."

"You are already thirty—"

"Twenty-nine."

"Won't you be thirty by the end of the year?" Han Yun glanced at him and continued, "When I was your age, I was married to your mother. You don't even have a girlfriend. How long do you plan to stay alone like this?"

Han Zhong listened calmly, "I know, I will find it."

After a few words, Han Yun stopped talking. His brows furrowed even more tightly. "If you can find it yourself, I... and your mother won't have to worry. Qin Yuyan is a good kid. Since you don't have a date, get in touch with her. If she's okay with you, bring her back next month on my birthday so your mother can meet her."

Han Zhong was about to retort, but suddenly paused, "Okay, I'll bring him back to see you next month."

Han Yun was prepared for him to find a reason to refuse, but he agreed so unexpectedly. His attitude softened immediately. "How are you feeling lately? You were injured before, how is your recovery going?"

"Everything is back to normal." Han looked at his watch again and raised his head. "Anything else?"

This was the third time Han Yun had heard him say this, and he couldn't help but feel dissatisfied, "Who did you make an appointment with? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Yes, it's urgent." Han Zhong stood up and said, "If you don't have anything else, I'll leave first."

Han Yun replied, "Your mother misses you and asked when you can go back."

Han Chong paused, said "Let's talk about it later" and continued walking out.

When Han Yun stood up, he found that the other party had already left the office. He couldn't help feeling dissatisfied and turned to look at Rong Anzhou, "Do you know who he is going to meet?"

Rong Anzhou said calmly, "I don't know."

Han Yun didn't expect him to understand clearly. When he turned around to leave, he caught a glimpse of the soup still on the table.

On the other side, Han Zhong got into the elevator and saw the message from Jiang Wu. His heart skipped a beat. He was ready to let Han Yun meet Jiang Wu directly.

The elevator quickly reached the first floor. Han Zhong walked out of the elevator and glanced at the lobby. Fortunately, he didn't see anyone, so they probably hadn't arrived yet.

"President Han?"

A female voice sounded beside him, and Han Zhong turned around and looked over. It was Xixi from the front desk. She was holding two cups of milk tea in her hands. She must have just brought back takeout.

Han Zhong nodded at her and was about to leave when Xixi suddenly handed him a cup of milk tea.

Han paused and declined, "No, thank you, I don't like sweet drinks."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xixi's face was blank, and then a familiar voice sounded behind him, "This cup is mine."

Han Zhong turned around and saw a figure standing up behind the front desk. He was wearing a white T-shirt, a beige lettered jacket and washed jeans. His medium-long black hair was tied into a small braid and hung behind his head, which made his handsome fair face particularly eye-catching. It was Jiang Wu.

His movement was so stunning that it immediately attracted a lot of attention. The employees passing by couldn't help but look over.

Han Zhong walked over and took a look, and saw a recliner under the front desk. No wonder he didn't see anyone just now, it turned out that someone was lying there.

He chuckled and looked at his face, "Why don't you wear a mask? Aren't you afraid of being photographed?"

"I don't like it." Jiang Wuzi thought that he was not that angry, and with his skills, no one could catch up with him if he wanted to escape.

"Why are you so slow?"

"I had something to deal with temporarily. I've already dealt with it. Let's go." Han Zhong took the milk tea from Xixi and said to her, "Thank you."

Xixi watched the interaction between the two and tried to suppress her smile. "You're welcome."

Jiang Wu reached out to take it, but Han Zhong suddenly lifted up the cup of milk tea and took a look. It was indeed full of sugar, and there was also the small cake. He looked at Jiang Wu with a serious expression, "Have you consumed too much sugar recently? Doesn't your agent care?"

Jiang Wu was puzzled, "Why does he care about me?"

"Don't actors need to manage their body shape? Eating too much sugar will make you fat, right?"

“…”

Jiang Wu has lived for more than 200 years and has never thought about this question. He looked at Han Zhong in surprise, "Am I fat?"

Han Zhong glanced at his waist. Even with the loose white T-shirt on, he could still see his slender waist. And when he held it in his arms, he found that it didn't look slender and fragile, but rather soft and strong, and felt very good.

He just stared at her without saying anything, and Jiang Wu thought he had really gained weight. Thinking that he would soon join the group, he said, "Then I'll drink a sip."

Han Zhong's mind was full of his waist. He absentmindedly opened the milk tea and handed it to Jiang Wu. Jiang Wu lowered his head and took a sip of the straw when he heard a suspicious voice -

"Han Zhong, what are you doing?"

Jiang Wu turned his head and saw Rong Anzhou and a gentle and elegant middle-aged man standing a few steps away and looking at them. The middle-aged man looked very familiar. He was wondering who he looked like when he suddenly heard Han Zhong shouting from behind, "Dad."

dad?

Jiang Wu was slightly surprised and blurted out: "Old man——"

Han Zhong's pupils trembled and he covered his mouth with his hand.

However, Han Yun had already heard it. Although the sound was distorted by the electric current, he heard the word "old man" clearly. He looked at the young man in front of him with anger, "Is it you?!"