Mr. Gu, Madam is on the hot search again.

Chapter 50 If you act coquettishly, you will have everything.
As soon as Cullinan drove outside the gate of Mingyuan Villa, Gu Yuan stopped the driver from continuing to drive.

The car stopped quietly, but Gu Yuan had no intention of getting in at this moment.

Even if he "keeps himself clean", on such occasions, he will inevitably be tainted with the smell of tobacco and alcohol.

That time I went downstairs to pick her up for a audition, and she carefully captured just the smell of a cigarette.

He thought she might have hated the smell and rarely smoked cigarettes since then.

Venus is accompanied by the moon, hanging on the treetops in the distance, which is somewhat romantic.

From this position, he could just see the window of the guest room. There was only an ambiguous dim light on at the moment, which made him feel a little itchy, but he couldn't tell whether the alluring girl inside had fallen asleep.

After a long time, Gu Yuan straightened his clothes and entered the villa gate.

Aunt Qiong came up to her and said a few words of greetings, but he obviously didn't listen and said impatiently.

"Is your wife asleep?"

Aunt Qiong understood, with a subtle smile, "My wife came back early today and has already gone to bed."

Catching Gu Yuan's imperceptible disappointment, Aunt Qiong snickered in her heart.

She has worked in the Gu family for almost 30 years, and she has watched Gu Yuan grow up. This child has never had so many emotions for anyone.

Unwilling to give in, he quietly walked to the guest room.

Pressing the door handle lightly, the door was unlocked, which seemed to give him a silent encouragement.

The gap gradually opened, and a small person was sunk on the big white bed in the center of the room. The bedside lamp was turned to the darkest level, but her perfect profile could still be discerned.

Gu Yuan paused outside the door, stared at the sleeping little face, and unconsciously curled up the corners of his mouth.

Next time, I won’t disturb your sweet dreams this time.

"Good night, Chi Yu."

After murmuring this sweet good night, the girl's eyelashes flickered without moving at all.

Gu Yuan closed the door lightly, turned around and saw Aunt Qiong standing at the top of the stairs with a faint smile.

"It's so late, Aunt Qiong, please take a rest early." Gu Yuan unconsciously touched his nose, and after saying this, he wanted to turn around and leave.

Although Aunt Qiong is a servant in the family, Gu Yuan respects her very much. At this moment, it is more like being caught by an elder and feeling a little embarrassed.

"Did the young couple quarrel?" Aunt Qiong whispered.

She doesn't understand what contract marriage means, and she doesn't know how to read news reports.

She only knows that Gu Yuan has been cold-faced and hot-hearted since he was a child, and he is not a man who can talk nicely and coax girls.

As for Chi Yu, the new hostess, she also liked her the first time she met her. She was sweet-tongued and progressive, and she was a hundred times prettier than the famous ladies outside who tried their best to get into the Gu family.

The two of them started to separate as soon as they moved here. It must be that the newlyweds were having trouble.

Thinking back to Gu Yuan's reluctant expression just now, he probably offended his wife.

"As a man, don't be too stingy. My wife shouldn't be a fussy person."

After hearing these two sentences, Gu Yuan was shocked to realize that Aunt Qiong had misunderstood something. He was about to explain, but saw that Aunt Qiong had an incomprehensible look on his face, so he was ready to ask for advice humbly.

"Aunt Qiong...what do you have in mind?"

He really has no experience in this area, and he is worried that going ahead blindly will be counterproductive.

But now that these people are around him, the progress has stalled, which makes Gu Yuan really depressed.

On the first night, Chi Yu blushed beside him and breathed out the sweet smell of alcohol.

On the second night, his hand on Chi Yu's waist did not move all night long, but the restlessness and tension in his body only gradually disappeared with sleepiness in the latter half of the night.The feeling of warm and fragrant soft jade in my arms is like being engraved into my pulse, and my heart beats with excitement every moment I see her.

Aunt Qiong smiled mysteriously and changed the name Gu Yuan used when he was a child, but she refused to reveal it in her words.

"Master Xiaoyuan is smart, but sometimes he can't learn to show weakness."

After saying that, Aunt Qiong raised her hand and patted the tall man on the shoulder in a funny way, then turned and returned to the room.

Showing weakness?These two words obviously do not exist in Gu Yuan's dictionary.

But if the other party is Chi Yu, he can try anything.

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Lin Hetao kept his word. Before the company's new batch of artists were officially announced, first-hand information was given directly to Fang Zishu.

In the past, the process was for the company to directly arrange agents and teams. It is a precedent for an agent of Fang Zishu's level to be able to choose artists at will.

Lin Hetao's "partiality" was blatant. As soon as Fang Zishu gathered her mood and carried her small bag to the company, she was called in by Lin Hetao.

"I think we are in Langyue, and there is no chance of success."

Grace Liu, the executive agent who loves to spread gossip in the company, shook her coffee cup and looked at Fang Zishu who walked into the general manager's office, and said such a sentence with deep meaning.

In those eyes, there was envy but also undisguised disdain and pride, as if he had already seen through Xiao Jiujiu's human heart.

The other people making coffee in the tea room naturally followed her words and asked more questions. Grace pretended to be full of words, but pretended to be impatient at being pushed before she revealed the truth.

"A scheming woman is no longer satisfied with being an artist. She wants to hang out with a capable man, act coquettishly and practice her skills in bed, and then she has everything. How is it like us, who work hard and work hard, but our children are not adults yet?" Can’t control the climate?”

When Xiaoya came in, these mocking words hit her ears.

It is said that the tea room is the most information-rich place in every company. As Chi Yu's makeup artist and assistant, Xiaoya doesn't come to the company often. She just accompanied Fang Zishu to select people today. Unexpectedly, she bumped into Grace giving a talk.

"The competition for resources in the market is already fierce. Now we have to wait for other people to eat the meat before we can share the remaining soup. Doesn't it mean that we have no future?"

This sentence was too referential, and there was a hint of irritating the CEO and the CEO's wife both inside and outside of it. No one in the tea room dared to echo it.

"Snapped!"

Xiaoya slammed the refrigerator door, held two cups of coffee in a silent silence, brushed Grace's shoulders and left, finally giving her a fierce look as a warning.

"What? Aren't these people satisfied?"

Fang Zishu flipped through these artists' information for more than 20 minutes, but he didn't make a sound the whole time.

Lin Hetao looked at the documents here, but secretly raised his eyes to look at the rarely quiet woman opposite.

"It's not that I'm not dissatisfied." Fang Zishu sighed after closing the document, "It's just that I'm not sure I can handle it well."

Most of the company's senior managers have two or three artists on their staff, and as many as four or five.

If there are more people, there will naturally be more resources leaning towards them. Fang Zishu has long understood this truth.

But she studied finance and became a broker for her only best friend. Even she herself never thought that she would stay in this industry for a long time.

Maybe she will return to her old career in the future. After all, she has thought about joining venture capital in the future and trying to be the heroine she thinks she is.

Or you can retire after making enough money and open a beachside tavern to keep yourself free and worry-free.

There were two gentle knocks on the office door, interrupting the thoughts of the two silent people.

Before anyone could enter, a faint smell of iris perfume drifted in, making Fang Zishu frown uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)