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Logical Aesthetics Chapter 42

Chapter 42

<<"Now as long as Yang You'an doesn't stop, I will make him red.">>




    Of course, Zhou Rui wouldn’t say: “We didn’t understand the matter ourselves, so how can’t tell people.”

    A movie costs ten of millions of dollars. It takes a lot of people's hard work, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive. If you go to the theater, you won’t recognize it, but if it’s because of the review, you would get stuck in the end. In one step, there is not even a chance to be available, but it must be shocking.

    You said that Zhong Yi, as an overall producer of the entire project, had such a heavy burden on a single person. It is impossible to have a dim way of thinking, but if this method was really used ...

    Forget it, the full picture is still unknown and should not be commented on.

    Zhou Rui was also a little uncertain as to which way he should persuade Zhang Xingzhi in the future. It was not easy for his brother to like someone, but how could he find such a bad one.

    "Don't worry, look back at me later, maybe Teacher Zhong will give Teacher Zhang himself KO, we can't worry about it at all." Soothing, Zhou Rui began to rejoice again, but fortunately, Dean Jiang did not divide people teach him a lesson, otherwise it's not that the elm pimple that can't keep up, it's him.

    How he did it, he didn't play enough.

    "If you want me to say something, please send a solid message to Teacher Zhong and apologize. Otherwise, please go out for dinner and spit, you all are old friends for so many years ..." Rui said later, Zhou Rui's voice was quieter, because his radar had suddenly scanned a prey. Now he looked at the corner of the bar with his eyes and noticed that he had not seen a little baby hidden here.

    However, Dean Jiang was immersed in the fear of not being able to face Zhong Yi. He did not notice that his subordinate's thoughts were flying again. He hesitated with his mobile phone to discuss the content in the input box with others: "What should I say ..."

    "Speak straight." Zhou Rui stared at the corner of the mouth and moved a little bit unconsciously, pondering that the baby had long hands and long legs, which looked pretty good. "You should put it out if it looks so long. The cat is in the corner. What a mess ... "

    Dean Jiang 's hand typing in the input box stopped: "What?"

    "Oh, it's nothing, just say you said the wrong thing that night ..." While saying this, Zhou Rui still looked at the other eye without blinking, and gave the dean his own overturn in three or two sentences. The secret of apology is, "Dean, please apologize to Teacher Zhong, I'll go to the toilet."

    Dean Jiang was just about to answer the question. He heard that this man had asked the bartender for two glasses of Martini. He bit his straw and unreasonably looked at the little young man in front of him.? "

    Zhou Rui: "Well, you just sit here and don't move. I'll go out and buy an orange for you. After you apologize to Teacher Zhong, I'll be back."

    Dean Jiang: "Ha?"

    He really doesn't understand the young people now ...

    At the same time, in Zhang Xingzhi’ s bedroom.

    Zhong Yi was leaning comfortably on his king size double bed, a pair of long legs stretched out and overlapped, and the back was full of pillows and cushions, holding the mobile phone while talking with Zhu Hong about the situation in the group, and the same as their PR department. Manager Zhu Hong spoke by voice.

    Zhu Hong said that there was no such thing as chaos in the group today.

    At first, she was quite worried that Youan would be in trouble with Ji Haochuan every day. As a result, Ji Haochuan was really scolded. Although he still picked eggs in small things, he stopped doing it. No big deal, and no longer proactively provoked Yang Youan.

    -"Has he always been with Leo recently?"

    After Zhong Yi sent this sentence, he said to Zhu Hong at the end of the headset: "Just the few you just read, nothing else? Unlike you, old Hong."

    Zhu Hong was sitting at her desk in a formal manner, and it was on the computer monitor that it was the three editions of the three popular copybooks she had written for Yang Youan last time.

    He stroked his nose and said, "I'm sure you didn’t read this last; I'll send it to you."

    Zhong Yi laughed and ridiculed: "Then I don't need to read it, just use it. You said that what you read it should be definitely good."

    Zhu Hong smiled, and Zhong Yi saw Zhu Hong reply to him.

    -"How did Teacher Zhong know! I've been wondering for a few days and haven't figured out how these two people got together"

    Zhong Yi was happy again. As soon as he sent "Mixed together," he felt his throat itch.

    Hearing Zhong Yi coughing, Zhang Xingzhi, who was sitting on the floor beside the bed and watching the outdoor shooting plan, immediately moved. He picked up the kettle on the bedside table and poured water very skillfully.

    Zhu Hong also asked over there: "Is it a cold? Today you didn’t come to the company, and the voice is a little ..."

    Before Zhu Hong's "dumb" word was finished, she heard a strange man's voice suddenly heard in the headphones: "Water."

    Although it was only one word, Zhu Hong was very sure that this voice was not their general manager Liang.

    "It's one thing, just two days later." Zhong Yi finished Zhu Hong, and smirked at the person beside him to take the cup. "Why didn’t you go to the hospital for examination, and I will still keep doing what I do. "

    Unlike the man who could hold a cell phone and lie in it, his stack of documents couldn't be placed on the bed at all.

    In the end, this man was just sitting next to himself, so that he didn't use the large study on the edge, and then spread his legs across the floor to look at the whole thing. He said that he believed that he was with a person with a small garden of 1,000 square meters.

    But Zhang Xingzhi didn't speak, he just watched him drink all the water, and even a face with no expression still made Zhong Yi laugh, saying: "You always look at me like that, it always makes me feel like I look as if the disease is getting worse, and I am in confinement. "

    Zhu Hong: "???

    As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xingzhi hadn't reacted yet. He first listened to Zhu Hong who continued to listen to the voice.

    I didn't think I could eat Mr. Zhong's dog food at his age, or Mr. Zhong's first move.

    God knows his first reaction is: Mr. Zhong, do you know Mr. Liang ...

    But in fact, they not only knew that Zhong Yi only had a wild man outside, but also personally took care of the pick-up, sent the wild man to the hospital and sent it back to Zhong Yi to reunite.

    Originally Zhang Xingzhi said that he would return his Bentley. Liang Sili dismissed it. It was Zhong Yi who always left and sentenced him to look at the big house for 20 minutes in the living room, saying that he loved it .

    No, Liang Sili still came to the principle of knowing oneself and knowing one another. The principle of invincible victory came. He said that he should know that spending a little money to make Zhong Yi a big house can make him happy, he already did it, what's so great.

    Then he saw Zhang Xingzhi's ridiculously large gym and the entire realistic terrain wall ...

   Liang Sili did not want to appear too shocked but was really unable to restrain his inner curiosity. In the end, he restrained and restrained Zhang Xingzhi by the wall and asked Barbara about the whole lot. It took a total of four. Fifty minutes, neither, cough, nor long.

    By the way, Liang Sili also visited the whole drawer in Zhang Xingzhi’ s closet, the silk scarf with familiar style of painting ...

    After drinking the water from the bed Zhong Yi and handed the cup out, He received the lozenges that Zhang Xingzhi didn't know where to touch.

    In fact, he was a little bit disgusted: "I thought it was okay to eat at first, but now I have eaten too much, I feel like I will become a lozenge myself."

    Zhang Xingzhi also couldn't ask Zhong Yi in front of others how long he still had to end the voice conference. He could only vaguely remind him: "Get off early today."

    "Huh." Zhong Yi didn't look at him angrily, grabbed the lozenge in his hand and started to spit on the sugar coating. "But if you had listened to someone last night, I wouldn’t be like this."

    Hearing the words, Zhang Xingzhi touched the tip of his nose and staggered away from Zhong Yi's line of sight, leaving Zhu Hong, who was out of the whole situation, more obscured at the end of the voice, wondering who this was, and even daring not to listen to Zhong Yi's words ?

    Until she heard Zhong Yi followed, the old man instantly pushed the closed wheat on the bridge of his nose.

    "Do you often be shy while I wasn't wearing glasses? Why didn't I see you be shy when I told you to slowdown last night?" Zhong Yi was wearing glasses now, and it's was a little clear to see everything, now at a glance, he found someone's ear tips that did not match his calm appearance.

    Zhang Xingzhi still only kept his face calm and remained silent. He just wanted to take the sugar coating he had picked off from Zhong Yi's hand and was tangled by the slightly cold fiber.

    Zhong Yi's hand was not as big as his, and he could only use his fingertips to cover Zhang Xingzhi's large palm with his thumb. The thumbs left seemed to rest on his sensitive palms. Subconsciously, he wanted to retract his hand from his hand, but Zhong Yi blinked at him with the corner of his lips.

    At that moment, the entire room was quiet. Zhu Hong repeatedly researched his headset for a while before confirming that there was no malfunction. She then heard Zhong Yi's mobile phone enter WeChat messages.

    Zhu Hong was trying to ask tentatively that Zhong Yi also saw that he had sent a copy of WeChat, so she listened to Zhong Yi peacefully at the other end: "I saw the copy, it's good, just this, let's talk with Weibo People from Sina Entertainment say hello, and ask them to find head bloggers in several fields to pre-buy, and wait for the launch of the information with the trainees before letting the marketing call. "

    Zhu Hong: "Understood."

    "What's the problem with this matter?"

    I didn't realize that their teacher Zhong Yi had any inappropriate Zhu Hong seriously hesitated, and finally decided to say: "But President Liang and Yang Youan seem to have some problems? Are we going to continue on this side?"

    "Connected?"

    "Ah?" Zhu Hong raised his glasses without embarrassment. Is it true that "Liang always wanted to support Yang Youan, now they have a problem ..."

    "That's what Liang Si-li means?"

    "That's not true, Liang didn't say clearly ..."

    "Is Yang Youan telling you that he doesn't want to work?"

    "Neither ... I gave him a few plans today and asked him if he could accept them. He didn't say anything after reading, so he said he would listen to your arrangement."

    At this point, Zhu Hong laughed when he heard Zhong Yi: "You An all know to listens to me. Sister Hong, don't you know?"

    That night, the last sentence Zhu Hong heard before hanging up his voice was: "Now as long as Yang Youan doesn't stop, I want him to work."

    With the words "End of Call" jumping out, all the buttons on Zhong Yi's pajamas were also unlocked by Zhang Xingzhi. He sat down on the man who took off his shirt and showed smooth muscle lines, and the restless thing poked him straight.

    Zhong Yi raised his eyebrows with his lips and said, "You don't think you're going to the hospital for an inspection and prove that you're fine, so you can come without messing up?"

    The author has something to say:

    Teacher Zhong: I don’t understand this muscle. I can see what it’s good for.

    JJ: Don't think about it.

    Teacher Zhong: The first day of 2020 ...

   JJ: No, the first day of 20 years is not allowed.

    Zhu Hong: Teacher Zhong, in fact, I heard the news of your mobile phone ...

    Anxious President Dean Jiang: That ... who of you will take the time to get back to me?





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