When Yao Yuguang saw the huge suitcase Li Zhao was dragging, not only did his legs go weak, but his whole body began to go weak.
He thought of the social news he saw not long ago, in which a cleaner found a huge suitcase at the bottom of the lake. After opening it, he discovered that there was a corpse hidden inside.
"You, don't do anything stupid." Yao Yuguang looked at Yan Ting in fear. Yan Ting wanted to kill him, and Li Zhao wanted to help deal with the body...
"Cousin, I was wrong, please forgive me." Yao Yuguang was so scared that he burst into tears. His tears and snot were running down his face and he felt very sick.
Yan Ting didn't bother to look at his embarrassed appearance. He loosened his hand and the back of Yao Yuguang's head hit the ground. The pain made him cry like a goose on the spot.
"You're leaving?" Seeing the suitcase in Li Zhao's hand, Yan Ting took back his foot and even took a step back: "So anxious?"
"Of course it's urgent." Li Zhao walked in front of Yan Ting, and Yan Ting suddenly turned around: "I have something else to do in the study."
He was afraid that if he looked at him one more time, he would not want to let him leave.
"What?"
Seeing Yan Ting walking back to the gate without looking back, Li Zhao frowned and looked down at Yao Yuguang lying on the ground. Was it because the way he beat Yao Yuguang just now made Tingting feel that he was rude?
They are good friends, but they can't stand to see him hitting others. Is their brotherhood made of plastic?
"Don't come over here, don't come over here." Yao Yuguang noticed that Li Zhao's eyes were not right when he looked at him: "Let me go, I will never trouble you again, please let me go!"
By the time he finished yelling, his voice was broken.
Li Zhao turned his head to look at the door of Yan Ting's house, threw the box on the ground, and began to open it.
“No, no…” Yao Yuguang was already crying loudly. The 1.80-meter-tall man cried like a coward.
"Mr. Qin." Li Zhao took out the local specialties from the box and handed them to Qin Xiao: "Tingting said last time that you and your colleagues really liked the local specialties I brought, so I bought some more this time. You can take them all back."
Qin Xiao saw that the gift box was filled with various local ceremonies, many of which were dried meat and other items. Such a large box should not be cheap.
He didn't know that Li Zhao's heart was bleeding at this moment. Sometimes when he ordered takeout on the set, he would choose the one with free delivery, and this box cost him a lot of money.
But for Tingting's future, he could only be generous a few times.
He realized it the last time he went to Canghuan to shoot an advertisement that Mr. Qin is not only an elite talent at Canghuan headquarters, but also has a say in front of the leaders of each branch company. Tingting had just been transferred to Canghuan’s president’s office, so it was necessary for her to please someone like Qin Xiao.
What's more, he even personally delivered the documents to Tingting. What a good colleague.
"Thank you, that's enough, that's enough. I can't finish so much." Qin Xiao saw Li Zhao stuffing bag after bag into his hands, and he stopped only when his hands could hardly hold them all.
He didn’t know if it was his illusion, but Li Zhao was more enthusiastic towards him during this meeting.
"If you can't finish it, give it to your friends. These are all natural and pollution-free good things, you can eat them with confidence."
Wow, its biggest drawback is that it is extremely expensive, so expensive that he couldn't bear to eat even a pack.
"There are so many things. I'll help you carry them to the car." Li Zhao saw that Qin Xiao was wearing a suit and tie, and it would not look good to carry all these local gifts. He closed the box and placed it against the corner of the gate. He quickly took all the local gifts in Qin Xiao's arms and said with a bright smile, "Mr. Qin, let's go. I'll take you there."
Seeing Li Zhao leave, Yao Yuguang glanced at the suitcase emitting a cold light in the corner, struggled on the ground to climb into the car, but his legs were too weak to drive.
He opened his cell phone tremblingly and called for a designated driver.
At this moment, in Yao Yuguang's heart, the designated driver software is the greatest invention in the world.
There is a special visitor parking area in the community, but it is some distance away from the villa area. Seeing Li Zhao carrying such a large pile of things alone, Qin Xiao felt embarrassed and wanted to share the burden.
"It's okay, it's okay. I've been doing this since I was a kid, so I'm used to it." Li Zhao said with a smile on his face, "Besides, it's only a few steps, and it's not tiring."
"Thank you." Qin Xiao noticed that Li Zhao's attitude towards him was too attentive, almost to the point of being flattering.
He looked at the young man who was holding Tuyi tightly and following behind him, and wanted to ask him why he was so enthusiastic, but facing his bright smile, he couldn't say anything.
"Um...Mr. Qin, Tingting has just been transferred to the president's office. Is she used to the job?" Li Zhao observed Qin Xiao's expression. If Qin Xiao looked unhappy, he would change the subject. If he was not impatient, he would continue to ask shamelessly.
Qin Xiao paused, looked at the boy with a flattering smile, and slightly shifted his gaze: "Mr. Ting has always been very capable at work, and the leaders of various departments all admire him very much."
"Your company is a large international enterprise. Will it be very busy to work in the president's office?"
If she wasn't busy, Tingting wouldn't have lost so much weight.
"The workload at the headquarters is indeed not easy." Qin Xiao vaguely guessed Li Zhao's intention of trying to please him.
"Is that so?" Li Zhao frowned and then relaxed his brows: "Mr. Qin, Yan Ting doesn't like to talk. Usually no one is watching over him, and he even forgets to eat. When you are free, I mean when you are free, can you invite him to have dinner together?"
The youthfulness on the boy's face has not faded, and his eyes are filled with respect for the elite talents of large international companies.
This time, he completely understood why his master valued Li Zhaozhen so much and even allowed him to occupy a special position in his life.
True love is rare.
A man who is only twenty years old is willing to humble himself for his friend, put aside his celebrity status, and bend down to say nice things. This shows that his friendship with the gentleman has surpassed his own face and celebrity status.
He was a young man, at the age when he was most concerned about his reputation, but he learned to bend down too early.
"Don't worry, I will take good care of Mr. Ting." Qin Xiao showed Li Zhao a sincere smile: "If he doesn't eat well in the company, I will send you a message. If it is convenient for Mr. Li, you can exchange contact information with me."
"Okay." Li Zhao could hardly control the smile on his face: "Thank you, thank you."
After putting the earthenware in the trunk, Li Zhao took out his phone and added Qin Xiao as a WeChat friend: "Mr. Qin, take care."
Qin Xiao's eyes swept over Li Zhao's palms. There were red marks from the bag that held the earthenware coin. But Li Zhao didn't care. He was just happy that there was someone in the company who could take care of him.
"Thank you, see you next time." Qin Xiao thought, maybe this child could pull his husband back from the edge of the cliff.
"What that person just said about Mr. Ting..."
"Don't believe what a madman says." Li Zhao showed anxiety on his face: "Tingting is fine, nothing happened."
No matter whether the matter about Tingting’s parents is true or false, it must never be spread out!
"I know that employees need to undergo physical and mental health examinations before entering the company." Qin Xiao saw that Li Zhao still seemed to be worried, and added: "Please rest assured, I will not tell anyone about this kind of unfounded matter."
He suspected that Li Zhao's main purpose in sending him all the way to the parking lot was this.
"Thank you." Li Zhao looked at Qin Xiao gratefully, and the last big stone in his heart fell to the ground.
Qin Xiao felt a little guilty when he saw such a trusting look in his eyes. He said goodbye in a hurry and drove away.
Assistant Qin, who is well-known in the business world and who lies to his competitors without blinking an eye, rarely feels guilty in front of the young man.
"Butler, is Li Zhao...still at the door?"
"Sir." The housekeeper looked at Yan Ting with embarrassment, not knowing how to start: "Sir, Mr. Li is still young, maybe it's just some misunderstanding, he will be back in the evening."
Yan Ting shook his head slowly: "He won't come back."
The room gradually became quiet. The person sitting on the chair seemed to be wrapped in endless loneliness, and his whole body exuded a lifeless decadence.
"I heard that he is going to act in a movie." After a long while, Yan Ting looked up at the housekeeper: "You go and make arrangements so that the movie can be filmed well, just as..."
I gave him a gift.
He couldn't say it.
Just having a touch of bright color temporarily, I began to feel that the gray world was so unbearable. He forgot that his world was originally gray.
"Old Shen, another investor has withdrawn his investment." His friend looked at Director Shen who was writing and drawing on paper: "How about we just forget it."
"What's wrong? Can we just let it go?" Director Shen held the pen tightly. "I spent several years on this movie and sold my house and car. Now you want me to let it go, but I won't accept it."
"But this movie costs too much money." The friend was a little reluctant: "How about you take on other movies first, and then continue with this movie after you find a suitable investor?"
"Brother, I know you mean well, but this is the result of my hard work over the years. Moreover, I finally found an actor who is famous and has good acting skills, and got him to agree to play the leading role. If I miss him, I don't know if I can find an actor more suitable than him." Director Shen once had a daughter, and he promised his young daughter that he would make a movie for her in which aliens become friends with humans.
My daughter said that the human on Earth looked like a prince, and the aliens were influenced by him, learned how to plant like humans, and finally became good friends with humans.
But this lovely little girl suddenly fell seriously ill a few years ago. In order to treat her, Director Shen traveled to hospitals in most parts of the country, but his daughter could not be saved. The couple could not accept the fact that their child was gone and finally chose to divorce.
Since then, Director Shen has been preparing for this film like crazy.
First he sold watches and luxury goods, then he sold his cars and houses. Now he has nothing and is squeezed into this rented house, but he still hasn't given up on making movies.
"I discussed it with your brother and sister-in-law, and we'll treat this money as our investment in your movie." The friend took out a bank card from his pocket and said, "It's not a lot of money. I wrote the password on the card."
"No, I can't take your money. You and your sister-in-law have two children to raise." Director Shen said he would not agree to anything. He knew how much it cost to raise a child.
"Old Li, no matter what, I can't take the education funds you and your siblings have saved."
"This is not a gift to you, this is an investment. When your movie is a big hit, you have to share the profits with me." Old Li looked at Director Shen's thin face. After so many years of friendship, he couldn't just watch him starve to death.
It doesn’t matter whether a movie is made or not, people must always live well.
The two of them pushed the bank card back and forth, and the cell phone started ringing.
Director Shen quickly put down the bank card and answered the call.
"What, are you telling the truth?"
"Whenever is convenient, I have time."
"Thank you, thank you!"
Director Shen's voice was a little choked up, and after hanging up the phone, he said to Lao Li with red eyes: "Lao Li, this movie has a big investor!"
"Really?!" Lao Li asked happily, "Who is it?"
"The personal assistant of the big boss of Cang Huan Head Office called and said that their boss really admired Li Zhao's performance in The Storm Rising, and upon learning that he was going to star in this movie, he decided to invest in this movie in his personal name."
"Boss Cang Huan?!" Old Li was overjoyed: "Old Shen, this is good news!"
"Yes! Good thing." I thought the road ahead was hopeless, but unexpectedly there was new hope.
Li Zhao, Li Zhao...
Li Zhao is the golden child of their crew. With the investment from big boss Cang Huan, they don’t have to wait for two months at all, the filming can start in one month!
"This big boss of Cang Huan is simply the best man in the universe. I wish him to be rich forever and live a long life." The decadent Director Shen's face lit up and he stuffed the bank card back into Lao Li's hand: "Come on, I'll treat you to a drink downstairs!"
"Sir, everything has been arranged." The housekeeper hung up the phone and came back: "The kitchen has made soup. Can I bring you a bowl?"
"No need." Yan Ting shook his head: "You can go out."
The butler hesitated to speak, then turned and walked out.
"Butler Liu." A bodyguard came in carrying a large box. "We found this at the door. It might have been left behind by Mr. Li."
The butler took the box and lifted it. The box was probably not full, so it was not particularly heavy to lift.
"Did you see Mr. Li at the door?"
The bodyguard shook his head.
The butler sighed: "I understand."
"How about calling up the surveillance camera at the door..."
"No." The housekeeper refused without thinking: "Master will not agree."
Li Zhao treats Mr. differently. Mr. absolutely does not allow the bodyguards in the villa to monitor Li Zhao's every move.
Although... the gentleman wished he could lock Li Zhao up in this house forever.
After sending Qin Xiao back, Li Zhao discovered that the box he had placed at the door of Yan Ting's house was missing.
Such a big box, containing earthenware items, was here just now, how come it disappeared in the blink of an eye? !
Li Zhao felt like he was about to suffocate. He squatted at the gate with his head down, thinking that he should go back.
Thinking of Yan Ting's behavior of walking away without looking back, he stood up and kicked the wall. What a fake buddy. He didn't even think about who he was beating people for.
He even planned to move in with him!
snort!
He also has a temper!
He will leave after he has asked the butler whether he has seen his box!
Li Zhao rushed in angrily and walked directly towards the main door of the house.
"Mr. Li?"
The gardener who was pruning flowers in the yard was very surprised to see Mr. Li, who was always smiling, suddenly looked angry. He wondered if he had had an argument with Mr. Li.
When Li Zhao rushed into the main house, he saw the housekeeper and a strange man surrounding his beloved suitcase.
"Mr. Li?" The housekeeper forced a smile on his face: "You are here?"
"I'll get the suitcase." Li Zhao took the suitcase and said with a straight face, "Take it and leave."
"Mr. Li, please don't be angry." Seeing Li Zhao's unhappy face, the housekeeper persuaded him, "You and Mr. Li are good friends. If you have anything to say, you can talk slowly. Don't get upset over trivial matters."
Could it be that Mr. Li really believed what Yao Yuguang said and wanted to stay away from him?
This shouldn't be the case. Mr. Li doesn't seem like that kind of person. If he had believed Yao Yuguang's words so easily, he wouldn't have risked being exposed and beaten Yao Yuguang to the ground.
"It's not like I want to make you unhappy." Li Zhao muttered softly, took the suitcase, and took out all the earthenware in the suitcase. He didn't vent his anger on the housekeeper: "Uncle housekeeper, I'm going back first. I bought these things for Tingting and everyone, you can take them and eat them."
"Wait." The housekeeper stopped Li Zhao and said, "The kitchen is going to cook hot pot tonight. I'll call you then?"
hot pot? !
Li Zhao's eyes lit up, and then he returned to normal: "No, how can I bother you."
"You and the gentleman are friends, how can you call it a disturbance?"
Li Zhao looked upstairs, but there was no movement at all.
He retracted his gaze, lowered his head and dragged the empty box: "No, I have something else to do in the evening."
Although I am reluctant, I cannot let myself become an object of dislike.
"Thank you for your care during this time." Li Zhao turned and walked towards the door, and the wheels of his suitcase made a scratching sound on the floor.
"Mr. Li, we have crayfish tonight." The housekeeper said, "Sir, I heard that young people like to eat crayfish, so I asked the chef to learn this skill. There are garlic, spicy, and five-spice. You really don't want to eat it."
"No, I don't want to eat."
Li Zhao, you have to hold on, you are a man of integrity.
You can't bow down for a few bites of food.
"Mr. Li, please eat before you leave." The housekeeper said earnestly, "Mr. Li is still waiting for you upstairs. There are fresh hairy crabs in the kitchen. Although it is not the best season to eat crabs, these are imported from abroad and taste good. You can sit and chat with Mr. Li for a while, and they will be steamed soon."
"Is Tingting really waiting for me to come back?"
Seeing Li Zhao's expression, the housekeeper knew that there must be some misunderstanding between the master and Mr. Li: "Of course, the master has no other friends, and your only friend is you. If you leave, how sad will the master be?"
"Then why did he just turn around and leave without paying any attention to me?"
The housekeeper smiled and said, "My husband was processing documents just now. He heard you fighting with someone and was worried that you would suffer, so he wanted to come out to help. When he saw that you were fine, he hurried back to continue working."
"Is that so?" Li Zhao was a little embarrassed: "Then I'll go up and see him."
Walking up the stairs, Li Zhao gradually came to his senses.
It's really strange. If it was Brother Xiaoyuan or his friends in the welfare home, he would definitely shamelessly ask them why they ignored him. Why did he become pretentious when it came to Tingting?
Is it because Tingting is too good to him?
Thinking of this, Li Zhao condemned himself in his heart, Li Zhao, oh Li Zhao, I didn't expect you to be such a bad friend?
Tingting is willing to roll up his sleeves and fight with you for you, and you still suspect that this is just a fake brotherhood?
The more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt. Li Zhao took one small step at a time, hesitating and finally arrived at the door of Yan Ting's room.
Quietly and slowly, he pushed the door of the room open a crack.
The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, so that he could barely see a ray of light. He looked around the room for a long time before he adjusted to the dim light and could barely see Yan Ting sitting on the single sofa.
"Tingting." Li Zhao was worried that Yan Ting was too tired and sleeping, so he called out softly, "Tingting?"
Yan Ting opened his eyes, looked at the child peeking at the door, and stood up suddenly.
No, that's not right.
He took a few steps back until he got close to the French window.
This was all his fantasy.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Zhao didn't bother to turn on the light and walked in front of Yan Ting: "Are you confused in your sleep?"
Yan Ting looked at him without saying anything.
Actually, fantasy is also good.
After today, only the Li Zhao in his imagination would smile at him so intimately.
"Why aren't you talking?" Li Zhao felt guilty. Could it be that Tingting knew that he had misunderstood him just now?
No way, his family wouldn't be so petty.
He turned around to turn on the light, but Yan Ting grabbed him and said, "Don't go."
"No, no." Li Zhao found that Yan Ting's voice was a little strange, so he became more cautious: "Tingting, are you having a nightmare?"
Tingting, who is usually aloof, would hold onto his hand tightly when she had a nightmare. She's quite cute.
"It's not a nightmare." Yan Ting looked at Li Zhao: "It's a sweet dream."
He is back.
"Having sweet dreams in broad daylight is just daydreaming." Li Zhao let him hold his hand and stretched out his other hand to draw open the curtains.
Swish!
The light returned to the house.
Yan Ting released his hand that was holding Li Zhao's wrist, and slowly stretched out his finger to touch his warm forehead.
Warm.
"You didn't leave?"
"What?" Li Zhao thought something was wrong: "You want me to leave?!"
The author has something to say: Zhao Zhao is unhappy, and he must be coaxed by Ting Ting. No one else can coax him!
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