The Idol Group and the Crown

Ji Ji is idle and idle in the Mei family's old house, and gradually fills in a lot of information.

Bo Jue explained the events of the past two years in a more gentle and concise way, and from time to time helped him to walk slowly in the sun-filled corridor.

Everything said was breezy, and there was a relief after surviving.

Jiang Shu has received the obscure news of security, but he and Mei Shengyao have discussed it again and again and decided to wait until the situation has stabilized before reuniting.

The young man quietly listened to him telling various stories, not repeatedly expressing guilt and regret, only lowering his head and clenching his friend's hand.

A renewed life, a peaceful life after hardship, and all the best friends who can’t be left behind.

Ji Ji knows what he should cherish and enjoy now.

Mei Shengyao has been here for two years, and has already provided a comprehensive and convenient decoration of the underground space environment, as well as eating, drinking and playing without delay.

Semi-open kitchen, projection screen and game console, and two-meter high book wall hidden in the mobile plane.

"It's twenty-one now. I always think he is like a kid." Bo Jue adjusted the angle of the pillow, pulled the bed soft blanket and Chi Jiwo together, and watched TV together in the cool breeze: "Blade It’s a lot more cheerful now, and I sometimes feel that... he can walk the road alone, or that he can get rid of many controls, and that’s the right choice."

Chi Ji leaned on his shoulder and tilted his head slightly: "How about you."

"Brother Ju, how have you been recently?"

Bo Jue stayed for a few seconds, and stretched his right hand before him.

The smile was bright and clear for a moment.

"I'm engaged to your elder brother."

Chi Ji wowed and reached out to touch the shiny sapphire.

"A big one!"

"Yeah," Bo Jue pretended to be disgusted: "Long Jia's aesthetic has always been like this, there is no way."

The regular entertainment program for tea time is "The Choice of God Blessing".

In the past, the six people in A were almost the leaders of the big red variety show. They were busy enough to go to bed on weekdays. TV series and variety shows would only be seen before and after boarding.

Now life is suddenly idle, and enjoy watching melon seeds while watching.

The program "God's Choice" has been soaring in popularity since the election. Many people from the school to the company followed the progress while chatting and gossiping while eating and touching fish.

Bo Jue has not been asked some strange questions by my colleagues mysteriously.

"You are so familiar with Huo Jian, will he ever tell you the debut list?"

"Have the children on the TV had a face-lift? Have you secretly told me that I promise not to tell others!"

"Professor Bo, please tell me if my family can make it to the finals! Please help me to help you!"

The students also completely regarded the visiting professor as a super first-line practitioner in the entertainment industry, but most of them took care of the credits and did not dare to ask questions, and could only blink at him in class.

Just write a few big words on the pupil, such as ‘Professor Bo, if my brother can make a group debut, please tell me to beg you.’

Then, Xiaohuan's classmate jumped off "Offtheraces" in the opening assessment of the program, and Bo Jue chose to turn off the TV directly.

Who loves, who loves.

The show has nothing to do with him. It’s strange that the younger brother should also throw away the company, whoever wants it.

Having said that, it's really summer time. When he and Chi Jiwo were watching TV together, he still had a little anticipation in his heart.

Ji Ji still stayed in 2017. Although he only slept for a year and a half, he could still feel the drama of time and space shuttle when he woke up again.

A year and a half... So many things could have changed.

"Actually," Bo Jue peeled a piece of Turkish delight, and was trapped in the bedding. He looked comfortable. "Long Ji also complained to me that he would like to come to this show if it was not too busy."

Six people work as six mentors, each with their own team. It is estimated that it will not make trouble, but it is also very interesting.

"Look," he pointed to the dancing teenager on the projection screen: "This, this one, this one in the waiting area, these three kids are especially suitable for bringing you."

Ji Ji glanced past them curiously, and touched her thigh with pity: "It's too late."

I don't know how long it will take to walk on my own and whether I can dance in the future.

Bo Jue suddenly felt that he was wrong, and he gave him a subconscious look.

"It's okay, it's good to bring Uncle Mei," Chi Ji fell back into his arms, lazily relaxed: "I can't get upset, I don't think there is any prestige in front of them."

Bo Jue looked slightly stunned and chuckled.

"Actually..." He weighed his tone and slowly said: "After the funeral, many people know how precious you are."

"The videos you used to dance, the videos you sang, and the many performances you used to have, including those who were scolded by those people...sexy and sexy, were all found back."

"They suddenly reacted. In this world, only you can sing such beautiful songs, and only you can dance like that."

You are not an insignificant number among thousands of stars.

You are unique Chi Ji, the color of A.

Ji Ji looked down at the trainee who was dancing on the screen and shook his head for a while.

"If the funeral can make them understand."

"That's just... an illusion brought by the atmosphere."

Bo Jue rarely touched the hard side of Chi Ji.

In the impression, this younger brother is always soft and gentle, not as sharp as a cute rabbit.

But when Jiang Shu wanted him to cooperate with the Terrier, Chi Ji was like this, and when he refused, he was firm and calm.

Bo Ju touched his soft hair and whispered: "We always love you."

"From the day I met you, all five of us understood."

Chi Ji rubbed him with a smile and pressed his cheek close to his palm.

It's really warm.

On the evening of Thursday, Han Gaozhi hurriedly canceled the night work schedule and went home to see Han Qu who was still in the wind.

Recently, there was a continuous accident. Originally, Han Qu insisted on staying in a house in the city center, but the two old people in the family were worried. They were afraid that someone would harm their baby grandson.

When Han Gaozhi came home, Han Qu was replying to the email and saw the figure quickly cut the page.

In their fifties and thirties, they are actually rusty when they meet, so it's hard to talk.

"You sit down first." Han Gaozhi said briefly: "Let's talk."

Han Qu carefully observed his current expression for a few seconds and began to guess who he went to see today.

Several of the company's top core figures, Hanqu, have encircled four or five, and have frequent contacts with several branches.

What I am afraid of is that some people take advantage of the chaos and ask for credit.

Han Gaozhi smoked a cigarette indefinitely, and for a while and a half did not know where to ask and how to ask.

Some things may be urgent and may not be said.

"Why do you want to detain that person?"

"I'm off." Han Qu talked to his biological father, using the clichés taught by the lawyer: "My relationship with the surname Xu is a lover. Your second son introduced us to the opera."

Not too dirty.

Han Gaozhi calmly smoked again, and asked, "Isn't that a dungeon?"

"How come," Han Qu smiled: "Dad, which dungeon have you seen that has a pool table?"

Han Qu lightly weathered the rain and wanted to put this matter down, anyway, it was a minor injury and he could not find out anything.

He didn't touch the company's core financial transactions, and he didn't know that Asan Ventures was being traded by several companies at the same time.

"Some things, I know you are hiding me." Han Gaozhi said flatly: "Whether you admit it or not, there will be a day when you poke it out."

Han Qu's eyes changed and changed, not answering his words.

"I'm still in charge of the company and can help you to block points. But it's not a matter of everything, it can be smoothed out by relationships."

He looked up at the eldest son, his eyes suddenly like an eagle falcon.

"Han Qu, you have used my name to help you get together in these years. I should have warned."

"I will only ask you one question, have you ever done anything unusual?"

Han Qu was startled, and then laughed.

He can intuitively guess that many things have been covered well and will not be seen.

"What's wrong?"

Han Gaozhi said in a deep voice: "I am asking you."

"Kill someone, rape, move someone who shouldn't, and take away anything that could never belong to you."

"You understand the story now, don't tell you to retreat, at least I can still think about how to protect the Han family."

"Han Qu, I will ask you again, yes or no?"

Han Qu looked at him for a while, but instead felt sorry for him.

How older people are so pedantic and stubborn.

What time is it, and it still shows a sense of justice and awe-inspiring-which circle is not dirty now, which money is not dirty?

Not to mention robbing resources and robbing women. It's hard to understand the words of murder and arson.

Even if he didn't go up with people in the entertainment industry, staying in the head office for a few years is definitely better than his father.

"No." Han Qu shortly said: "It's all nonsense with friends, I haven't committed a problem of principle."

Han Gaozhi took a deep breath and stood up, pressing the cigarette **** without a word.

As long as he returned, Han Gaozhi had been to the eldest son's company and called those flattering things to the office.

In the end, it is the gold master deity behind the entertainment company. Several high-level officials saw the legendary Asan venture capital founder's words as unfavorable, and stuttered to hide nothing.

After half an hour of face-to-face trial, the few people cried and wiped their tears and said how they were forced to desperately pick up the relationship and want to change the whole body.

After finishing his trial, Han Gaozhi drove home, and his unexplained chest was about to split along the way.

Bribing, colluding, suppressing dissidents and playing with women.

Yes, it is true.

I watched him come back after studying in more than 20 years, and then let go to do a small industry experience to practice his mind. After five or six years, he changed his tricks and stabbed Lou Zi to death. !

I don’t know how many people secretly offended or secretly offended anything! !

Han Qu then took a look at WeChat after he turned around and reported that everything was safe and sound, and that Mr. Han had never been to the company today.

Han Gaozhi turned around and gave him a meaningful look.

"So, those things, are you framed by design?"

Han Qu forced himself to keep an eye on him, and after a while he remembered to nod.

"Yes."