Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"Luo's is a family business. I have the most shares. I can fire whoever I want to fire."

Look, this is like mentally retarded arrogance.

Executive Hu was really choked up with a bit of blood, and he endured the urge to roll his eyes: "The board members are the veterans of the company. Although they do not own many shares, many of the middle and high-level managers below were promoted by them and must be dismissed. , The company will be paralyzed."

Dismiss the one at every turn and dismiss the other. If this company fails, his surname will not be Hu.

Fortunately, what Luo Yinghe heard was that dismissal is not dismissal. She scolded: "These old people are immortal!" After cursing, she asked irritably, "Then what should I do?"

Executive Hu felt like a minister of life, and stepped forward to persuade him: "The most urgent task is to make achievements. As long as the chairman of the board can create common interests for the company, the people on the board of directors will recognize you."

"Create benefits?" She hehe, "It's easy to say, will gold fall from the sky for me to carry?"

"..."

Executive Hu has nothing to say, he can't take it.

At this time--

The secretary knocked on the door and came in: "Chairman."

"what's up?"

The secretary said: "JC's President Pang is here."

Luo Ying and dumbfounded: "JC? What JC?"

secretary:"……"

Executive Hu reminded: "JC Medical."

JC Medical is a dark horse that has recently broken out of the business circle. Its main business is medical equipment and also involves pharmaceuticals. Recently, the boss of JC has been idle, and he has reached out to the service industry and real estate. In short, whichever makes money makes which one.

JC Medical is so pushy, the four major families are eyeing it.

JC's Pang always came to talk about cooperation. He expressed the purpose of the trip concisely and briefly introduced the project, and then left.

Of course, it is impossible for Luo Yinghe to understand the project, so she directly ordered: "Hurry up and let someone draw up the contract."

Executive Hu felt wrong: "Chairman, this matter needs to be discussed again."

"What to discuss?"

After thinking about it, executive Hu still felt that something was wrong: "JC's conditions are so good, and there are countless companies that want to cooperate with them. Why should we look for Luo's cooperation?" It doesn't make sense.

Luo Ying and Bai gave him a glance: "The pie in the sky just keeps going. Do you still choose the taste?"

"..."

I am not afraid of being killed by a pie.

Executive Hu still tried his best to persuade: "Something goes wrong, I'm afraid--"

Luo Yinghe reached out and motioned for him to shut up, and she heard a call.

Without saying a word over there, she was excited: "Where did you see Yunsheng?"

"Jianzhi's crew?"

The eager flame in her eyes was mostly extinguished.

Friends joked on the phone.

She said stiffly: "Who is afraid of him!"

After speaking, she hung up and rushed out when she got up.

Executive Hu called from behind: "Chairman."

"Chairman."

The chairman has left.

Executive Hu sighed and called his wife at home: "Don't give birth to the second child." The company is about to close down, he is estimated to be unemployed, and the milk powder money is not available.

Changling Hospital, inpatient department, three buildings on the seventh floor.

The sound of high heels stepping on the ground went from far to near, and the man waiting at the door looked up: "Miss Su."

Su Chan walked over with the light behind his back: "Did he get up?"

She asked Xiao Zhiye.

The man replied: "washing."

She nodded and glanced at the file bag in the man's hand.

He immediately said: "It's the information of the youngest Jiang family."

Master Xiaozhi felt that this person was an eye-catching and suspicious, so he ordered someone to check his details.

"give it to me."

The man hesitated for a moment and handed it over.

Su Chan took the document bag and pushed the door in.

There was a sound of water in the bathroom, and she put the materials on the table. At this time, the mobile phone in the bag rang, she got up and went to pick it up. For a moment, her calf hit the table, and the paper bag on the table fell to the ground, and a corner of the A4 paper was exposed from the paper bag.

Zhou Xufang...

By the way, Jiang Zhi’s girlfriend is Zhou Xufang, and she is in his background.

Su Chan stayed silent for a while, squatted down, took out the piece of paper, and put it in the bag.

Click!

The door of the bathroom opened, the file bag was put away, and she was sitting upright.

Su Qinghou came out wearing a bathrobe, with wet hair, a soft white towel hanging around her neck, and her collarbone half covered.

The mist in his slightly blue eyes was still soft, and he went to the operating table covered with black quilts, took off his bathrobe, and changed into a shirt and trousers.

His skin is a Westerner bronzer, and he has two long scars on his back.

Su Chan didn't evade, her eyes were regular: "I found Su Lihua's whereabouts."

He turned around, buckled the buttons one by one with one hand, reached out to the cabinet with the other hand, took a cigarette and a lighter, sat down, and lit one.

"Don't startle the snake, my second uncle is very cunning, just follow his line to find, don't scare her away."

Su Lihua is Su Dingzhi's half-brother, not much older than Su Qinghou, but he is a generation older.

The ‘she’ at the back refers to his 011 in his ‘heart and mind’.

Su Chan replied: "I see."

He glanced at the file bag on the table, did not pick it up, and habitually rubbed the scar on his left wrist a few times when he put on the cufflinks.

He likes to touch that scar very much.

Su Chan's mouth was quick and he asked the question from the bottom of his heart: "How did you get this scar?"

"She bit."

011 bit.

He laughed, his deep eyes seemed to hide a deep blue sea: "That fellow is terribly fierce."

Terribly fierce.

Every time he mentioned her, he didn't gritted his teeth or gritted his teeth, or smiled like this.

Su Chan suddenly remembered the first time he saw Su Qinghou.

Before she saw anyone, she heard the voice first.

"Will it leave scars?"

The boy speaks pure English, the words are round and casual.

The blonde doctor shook his head quickly: "Don't worry."

Although he was bitten to the ground, the Su family has the top medical team, so there is no need to leave scars.

"No." The young man murmured, and then slowly removed the bandages on his hands, with a little smile in his voice, but his eyes were cold, he said to himself, "You have to keep one. Scar, save her from forgetting."

"Master Xiao Zhi, people have brought it."

She was taken into the ward by a tall man.

The young man sitting on the operating table with half of the quilt around his waist raised his head and said a standard sentence in Chinese: "Are you the defective product made according to her?"

The defective product has no name, only a serial number, 014.

Xiao Zhiye gave her a name, and used his own surname, called Su Chan.

She shook the gods and asked, "What about after?"

Su Qinghou with a cigarette in his mouth, look at her.

She had never dared to look his eyes directly, and lowered her eyelids: "What happened after she bit you?"

Anyone who makes him unhappy will be punished. She wants to know if 011 has been punished and if he has been tortured to death.

He spit out a thin white cigarette and pressed the cigarette **** into the ashtray: "I am so curious, are you interested in me or 011?"

Su Chan's face changed slightly: "Just asking casually." He closed his mouth and didn't dare to ask the bottom line any more.

Su Qinghou curled up a leg and put it on the table with frost in his eyes, and a faint and affectionate smile at the corner of his mouth: "Answer again."

He smiled and ordered her.

Su Chan looked up: "You."

"It's smart." He took off the towel from his neck and threw it on the ground at will, leaving the water droplets on his neck, his thin lips blushing, "It doesn't matter if you covet me, covet 011," he smiled softer." I will kill you."

She trembled.

"Scared?" He stretched out his hand, covering her head with his palm, and patted gently, "Don't be afraid, come over and pinch my shoulders."

Her hands are shaking.

When she came out of the ward, she still couldn't afford to stay away.

She couldn't see through this man, the most unpredictable, he was even worse.

Three months ago, she learned from Xiao Yi that 011 had a good relationship with Jiang Zhi when she was young, so she joined Jiang Zhi’s crew. She should have followed this line to investigate, should have told him these clues, but now ...

She took the piece of paper out of the bag and tore it to pieces.

She is selfish, as are Xiao Yunsheng and Xiao Yi, but Su Qinghou alone can't figure it out at all. After the explosion in the laboratory, he destroyed all the data of 011, and even she had never seen the appearance of 011, let alone the medical experiment data of 011. He even sealed all those who had seen 011 in the laboratory.

He was too guarded against 011.

"hiss--"

Su Chan took a breath, the pain on the brow peak pulled her thoughts back.

Lisa apologized tremblingly: "I'm sorry Miss Su."

Su Chan looked in the mirror and saw a cut under the left eyebrow with a brow scraper, and a little blood leaked out.

Lisa hurriedly drew a tissue and wiped her.

Zheng Duorong, who was calling on the side, walked over, glanced at Su Chan, and became angry: "What's the matter with you!"

The blood was wiped off, and a little more oozing.

Lisa kept her eyes red and apologized.

Su Chan pulled out a piece of paper, held on to the wound, and said to the agent: "Forget it, it's fine."

Zheng Duorong took away her hand and looked at the wound: "It's all bleeding, and you will have to be on the mirror later."

She didn't mind, she smiled and said, "It's just a bit of a broken skin, it doesn't matter."

How big a wound can the eyebrow scraper cut?

Zheng Duorong didn't pursue it any more, and said to Lisa with a cold face, "Come over with a makeup artist."

Lisa apologized and went out of the dressing room thankfully.

Next door is the public makeup area, and the two actresses talked as soon as they came in.

"Did you see Dao Jiang's girlfriend?"

"Saw."

"I don't like to talk, it's very low-key, just talk to Fang Ideal."

"I heard that they both acted in groups before."

"Now it's not what it used to be. One has become a weaver girl married into a wealthy family, and one has become the director's wife."

"She is also a weird person. She has a director boyfriend, so what kind of martial artist is she."

"It's quite weird, and it's not sociable, but it looks very temperamental."

"Is it a female ghost?"

This tone is somewhat sour.

"Keep your voice down!" The girl warned her, "Jiang Chun is so hard at the backstage. If you have offended Director Jiang's girlfriend, you still get out of it. You still dare to speak ill of her. Do you think you have been on the crew for too long?"

The other party didn't care: "She doesn't have a good ear, can she still hear it?"

Shunfeng ears, maybe there are.

The corner of Su Chan's mouth was slightly picked.

Zheng Duorong asked: "What are you laughing at?"

Zheng Duorong naturally couldn't hear the conversation next door.

"It's nothing." Su Chan asked the makeup artist to stop first. She took her mobile phone and was still wearing a costume and a dark satin pleated skirt. "I'll go out and make a call."

Director's lounge.

Lisa knocked on the door outside: "Guide Jiang."

"Come in." There was an unfinished smile in the voice.

Lisa went in and saw Dao Jiang's girlfriend blushing and staring at Dao Jiang. Dao Jiang stretched out his hand to pull his girlfriend's little hand and was thrown away.

Is this still the great director who always scolds actresses?

"Cough cough cough..." Jiang Zhi coughed twice, sternly, "It's done?"

The lips are red and the skin is white, the eyes contain spring water, and the face is three-pointed sickly, seven-pointed pretty.

Lisa didn't dare to look at this face, and quickly lowered her head: "It's done."

"Talk about it."

Jiang Zhi moved a little aside, until Xu Fang last week, there are outsiders around, he is very disciplined, neither kiss nor say anything.

Lisa replied, "I didn't dare to make a heavy hand, so I cut a hole."

"Bleeding?" Jiang Zhi asked.

"It's flowing."

"What's wrong with the wound?"

Lisa shook her head.

If it was Zhou Xufang, a small opening could scar it immediately, and the speed of recovery could be seen with the naked eye.

Jiang Zhi twisted his eyebrows and thought for a while: "Okay, let's go out."

Lisa Yiyan left.

When the door was closed, Zhou Xufang said, "The speed of her regeneration and self-healing should be different from mine."