Court Marriage

After finishing his autograph sales meeting in S city, Gong Zhuoliang returned to his home in Z city and 'closed' for a whole month before he restrained his 'ancient taste' and regained a twenty-six The vitality that a fashionable young man should have, but no matter how handsome short hair and fashionable casual clothes, he can't hide the calm and wise washed out after a lifetime of ups and downs, combined with his youthful and handsome appearance, really say no out charming.

"call…"

Gong Zhuoliang, who was lying in the jacuzzi, sighed comfortably, thinking in his heart that he was about to 'exit', but there were still many uncertain steps in his plan on how to approach the current Qiao Yingze.

"The prince of the E-Century Publishing Group... You really are born to restrain me."

Picking up the business card next to the bathtub, which was sealed by himself and put into a glass photo frame, Gong Zhuoliang stroked Qiao Yingze's words with his finger, and the smile on his face was a little helpless.

Gong Zhuoliang's current status is nothing more than a well-known novel writer. Although he is often promoted by the company as an image endorsement because of his good looks, he can barely squeeze into the god-level grade, but in the domestic publishing industry of the e-century The top ten companies seem to be just a small role.

Speaking of this ranking in the publishing industry, although e-century is only in ninth place, those in front of him are all monopoly companies of various educational publishing books. Naturally, a mass publishing group like e-century cannot compete with those 'iron rice bowls'. 'Enterprise, but if the efficiency of each publishing company is used to rank, e-century will definitely occupy the top three in the country, and Qiao Yingze is the prince of e-century, Gong Zhuoliang wants to overthrow him, you can imagine the difficulty .

Just as Gong Zhuoliang was fascinated by the business card, the familiar ringtone of his mobile phone recalled his sanity. Gong Zhuoliang got up and took the towel and wiped it briefly, then put on the bathrobe and answered the phone, then wiped his hair and walked away. Back in the room, I lay lazily on my comfortable big bed.

"My lord, you have been off for a month. When will you open a new pit?"

On the phone, Ning Beibei, Gong Zhuoliang's editor-in-charge, urged him to write, and the sugar content of the voice was definitely more than five plus signs.

"Babe, I'm stuck with the text. I have to wait a few days."

Gong Zhuoliang lowered his voice a little, with a little laziness in his magnetism, but his eyes subconsciously looked at the scattered prints on the computer table.

In fact, Gong Zhuoliang has been writing at a rate of 20,000+ per day for the past month, and he has never been stuck at all. , but arranged otherwise for these manuscripts.

"It's rare that Liangda can learn to play. It's no wonder that you haven't come out to play, but it's not a solution to hold back like this. It's better to go out and change your mood. Maybe you'll have inspiration... By the way, what's Liangda? Come out for a meal when you are in the mood, let's talk about contract renewal, I have won a lot of good conditions for you, Liangda."

On the phone, the cheerful editor-in-chief Balabala talked a lot, and finally invited Gong Zhuoliang to dinner with a particularly excited tone, which showed how unusual her enthusiasm for Gong Zhuoliang was.

"Well... Okay, then I really have to thank Beibei. Next Monday, let's make an appointment then."

Holding the phone away from his ears, Gong Zhuoliang hummed a few times, hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he crossed over, Gong Zhuoliang had a somewhat perfunctory interest in Ning Beibei, the director daughter of the website, for his own career, but now his eyes are full of Qiao Yingze, and he feels that he is more than a match for her. It's a sin to say a few words.

"I didn't expect the labor and management to become loyal dogs one day..."

Picking up the glass photo frame in his hand and kissing it, Gong Zhuoliang was about to get up and continue the great job of coding, but the phone rang again. Gong Zhuoliang saw the caller ID and hurriedly sat up and connected.

"Senior, really? Senior, you really helped my brother a lot. I'll invite you to drink another day."

After getting the exact news from the seniors working in the e-century company, Gong Zhuoliang sat up a little excitedly and walked to the computer desk, looking at his manuscript with a confident smile, then he picked up his mobile phone again and dialed the long-awaited call The number that is deeply in my mind...

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX on Saturday night, in the box of a famous seafood restaurant, Gong Zhuoliang couldn't help showing a bright and charming smile when he saw his lover who had been thinking about that day and night walking into the door.

"Mr. Zhuo... Gong."

He was stunned by Gong Zhuoliang's bright smile. After Qiao Yingze realized that he was looking directly at the other party rudely, he quickly looked away by shaking hands with the other party, and was a little dazed by his unconscious heartbeat. .

It's obviously only the second time we met... Thinking of the short time we spent together on the ship, the calmness that I was proud of was almost defeated by the candid enthusiasm of the other party, and Qiao Yingze unconsciously became slightly nervous.

"It's fine to just call me by my name, sir. It's too polite. Yingze, you are my savior."

The gentleman opened the chair for Qiao Yingze, Gong Zhuoliang glanced at his faintly red ears, and the smile on the corner of his mouth could not help but deepen.

"I must not dare to take credit for this. It was Ying Xuan who saved Zhuo Liang..."

Not knowing why he was nervous, Qiao Yingze looked at Gong Zhuoliang with some embarrassment, and then was swayed by the other party's smile again. He hurriedly focused his eyes on the glass wall of the aquarium. There were a few animals behind him. Sharks are swimming around...

Because of his status, Qiao Yingze is always surrounded by all kinds of people who are deliberately flattering, so he subconsciously hates those who are overly enthusiastic, but why is it that he does not know what to do with the man named Gong Zhuoliang in front of him? What about coping with embarrassment without the slightest bit of disgust?

"But Yingze, you noticed that I fell into the water first. If it was later, I would really die."

On the cruise ship that day, Gong Zhuoliang had already inquired about the details from Qiao Yingxuan, so it would not be too far-fetched for him to press on Qiao Yingze as a life-saving benefactor.

"You're really welcome... Zhuo Liang invited me here today, what is he going to talk about?"

After the waiter served the coffee, Qiao Yingze looked away at Gong Zhuoliang, and then turned the topic to business.

Qiao Yingze just returned from studying abroad this year, and was temporarily assigned to the station of the family business as the editor-in-chief, and Gong Zhuoliang's station is the leader in China, so Qiao Yingze is really interested in Gong Zhuoliang's invitation.

"Before I get down to business, I would like to ask Editor-in-Chief Qiao to take a look at this."

Gong Zhuoliang took out a manuscript from his bag, put it on the table and gently pushed it to the past, then picked up his coffee and took a sip, looking at Qiao Yingze with a smile, his eyes filled with confidence. 's look.

"...This is really what you wrote, Zhuo Liang? Please don't get me wrong, I mean your works have always been of the Western type, never involving such ancient officialdom, and to be honest, the level of this article is really much higher than before, It will be red."

Seeing that Gong Zhuoliang's pseudonym 'Liang Zhuo' was printed on the cover of the manuscript, Qiao Yingze picked it up and read the outline, and then flipped through the first few chapters. He looked suspiciously at Gong Zhuoliang, who seemed to be recommending himself.

"I'm so glad you rated it so high. In fact, I've been brewing this article for several years, and I've only written about Western magic. I just hope to accumulate some popularity first, and then launch this article, you know, write There are so many strong players in the subject of ancient officialdom. If I write about this from the beginning, it is not easy to be compared by readers... So, if I want to use this article to change jobs, will Editor-in-Chief Qiao accept it?"

Now that he can't tell the truth rashly, Gong Zhuoliang has no choice but to make everything reasonable and reasonable. Speaking of which, I really need to thank the technological products such as computers and printers. It took his hands to write, and he couldn't come up with old manuscripts that were used for falsification.

"You must know that Zhuo Liang, your website is the strongest in China and the first choice of most famous writers, and you already have a very good foundation there. With this article, I believe you can definitely be promoted. To the level of a real god, and you're going to give up all this and go to my website now... Pardon me for being a little hard to believe."

After talking about the business, Qiao Yingze's nervousness and embarrassment just now disappeared. He analyzed Gong Zhuoliang's intentions maturely and rationally, but he didn't believe that he would make fun of his future for 'repayment' or something. .

"That's just one aspect. In fact, the main reason is... My current editor-in-charge is the director's daughter. She uses my future to force me to associate with her. You know the unspoken rules. There are countless great gods on our website, in the eyes of those high-level executives. , one more of me is not much, and one less of me is not less, so if I continue to stay, my future will only be completely ruined, but fortunately, I met you when the contract was about to expire."

In his heart, he said sorry to his cannon fodder editor, Gong Zhuoliang showed a bitter self-deprecating expression on his face, and then quickly put away his 'vulnerability' and resumed that cheerful and easy smile, but More able to evoke the 'protective desire' of others.

Yes, the desire to protect, Qiao Yingze in the previous life will never lose his emotions when facing Gong Zhuoliang, and in this life, Gong Zhuoliang intuitively believes that it will still exist.

"You exposed all your weaknesses to me like this, aren't you afraid that I will squeeze you in the contract? I'm also a profit-seeking capitalist, don't you trust me too much?"

Qiao Yingze believes that he is not a soft-hearted person, but in the face of Gong Zhuoliang's 'helpless and bitter' smile, he felt uncomfortable for him for no reason. Happy but irrelevant performance...

Qiao Yingze knew that his emotional reaction when facing the man in front of him was a little abnormal, just like that after the ship separated, he followed Gong Zhuoliang's pseudonym and read the articles in his author's column, and from time to time he thought of it. his face.

"If the other party is Ying Ze, who has the grace of saving his life, then I will gladly accept no matter what kind of oppression."

Gong Zhuoliang got up and gave Qiao Yingze an elegant aristocratic salute, and then looked at the slightly stunned him with a wicked smile like a trademark, and then sat down and saluted Qiao Yingze with coffee instead of wine.

"You really..."

Unconsciously, Gong Zhuoliang's attention was attracted again. Qiao Yingze hurriedly stabilized his mind and picked up the coffee cup. Only then did he realize that he had agreed to Gong Zhuoliang's 'job-hopping'.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, Qiao Yingze lowered his eyes and took a sip of coffee, thinking that this would be just right? My own company started late, and there is no author who can compare with Gong Zhuoliang. If I can push Gong Zhuoliang to the top, it will be very beneficial for me to gain a firm foothold in the company...

"Zhuoliang, do you have any conditions to mention?"

Suddenly thinking of a possibility, Qiao Yingze couldn't help raising his eyes to look at the person on the opposite side, but it happened to run into his staring at him. There were too many emotions that Qiao Yingze couldn't understand, which made the thought in his heart. It deepened and asked a tentative question.

Gong Zhuoliang, you gave up your current achievements and started over with me, are you really just worried about being sneaked by some director? Or... to help me?

"Of course there are conditions, but there is only one, that is, I want you to be editor-in-chief Qiao... Be my editor in charge."

He paused at your place on purpose, Gong Zhuoliang saw Qiao Yingze's eyes wide open looking at his cute appearance, he really wanted to rush over and give him a hard kiss, but he knew that he couldn't be too hasty now, he had to give in step by step. Xiao Xianggong jumped over it himself.

"I... let me, the editor-in-chief, be your editor. You are really confident, so you're not afraid that I will sneak into you too?"

At that moment, Qiao Yingze seemed to hear the beating of his own heart. He made a joke to cover up, and then he was a little glad that they were in a sea-like environment. The light refracted by the water waves could make his face flush less. obvious.

"If it was Ying Ze..."

That's really welcome.

Gong Zhuoliang smiled and concealed the following words. In fact, he was very eager in his heart, so Qiao Yingze quickly dived into himself.

"what?"

Qiao Yingze asked subconsciously without listening to the words behind Qing Gong Zhuoliang, but the answer he got was the man's charming smile full of masculinity...

What Qiao Yingze didn't know was that from the moment he agreed to be the editor-in-charge of Gong Zhuoliang, he had already fallen into the love net carefully compiled by Gong Zhuoliang, and a bundle would last a lifetime.