Chapter 8
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Zhou Yuhe had a very, very long dream. In his dream, he was sleeping on his bed. Outside his door, there was a knocking sound, and his eyelids felt like they were being pressed down by something heavy. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open them …
What really woke him up was a phone call.
The first thing that popped up in his mind was "Cao Qiyue." The moment "Cao Qiyue" appeared, the pressure on his eyelids suddenly disappeared. He fumbled around the bed and quickly answered the call without looking at the screen.
"Hello?" Zhou Yuhe's eyes finally blinked strenuously at this time.
"You can still sleep?" A male voice completely extinguished all of Zhou Yuhe's enthusiasm.
He picked up the phone half-awake and looked at it. The two words "Yang Yu" on the screen stung his eyes a little.
It was his manager. At the same time, he was also Zeng Ang's manager.
Sure enough, Manager Yang, who had a lot of work to do every day, called for the first time to denounce him.
"You kicked Zeng Ang out of the door and even hit him? You're getting more and more capable, Zhou Yuhe. "Yang Yu's voice on the other end of the phone was as gloomy as his face.
"I'm sorry, Brother Yang."
The young man's slightly clear voice sounded so gentle in the spring morning, with a bit of apology and grievance.
Yang Yu was very surprised. The degree of his surprise could be described as seeing the sun rise from the west with his own eyes.
He coughed twice. His tone was still cold and solemn, but it was no longer as harsh as before. "You've caused quite a lot of trouble this time. Anyway, don't even think about taking any jobs during this period of time. Stay at home and reflect on yourself!"
"I'm afraid that's not possible, Brother Yang."
"What did you say?" Yang Yu's expression, which had just eased, suddenly darkened again.
"'Youth Again' will have its opening ceremony this week. I'm the second male lead, Xu Chang. It's not good to be absent …"
No one spoke on the other end of the phone for a full ten seconds. Only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.
"What did you say?!"
*****
Under Yang Yu's order, Zhou Yuhe quickly washed up, put on his clothes, and prepared to go to the company.
The other party didn't say anything on the phone. She just used her usual business-like tone and urged him a little anxiously. Zhou Yuhe couldn't figure out what the other party was thinking.
When he opened the door, the drunk Zeng Ang and the two big bags were gone. Zhou Yuhe looked down and saw many footprints at the bottom of the anti-theft door. It seemed that the knocking on the door last night was not groundless.
But so what?
Zhou Yuhe pursed his lips and walked out of the apartment with one hand in his pocket.
To make it easier for them to take care of him and Zeng Ang, the three assistants rented an apartment in a nearby neighborhood. The rent was also deducted from Zhou Yuhe's income. After all, they did not live in the apartment that the company had allocated to them. Naturally, they had to pay for the expenses of moving out.
The advantage was that if anything happened, the nanny van would come very quickly.
Zhou Yuhe waited for less than ten minutes downstairs, where there were traces of the night rain, before a black nanny van appeared in front of him.
Only Susu was in the car.
"Well, Dawei and Ah Jin went to help Brother Zeng move." Susu said awkwardly. Although the relationship between Zhou Yuhe and Zeng Ang was not exposed, after all, they had been in a relationship for so long. The people around him knew a little about it. However, the assistants had all signed confidentiality agreements, so he didn't have to worry about them exposing his privacy.
Zhou Yuhe saw her strange expression and already had a hunch in his heart. He curled his lips and asked coldly, "What else did they say?"
Susu looked at Zhou Yuhe's eyes. She didn't want to say anything, but under such a penetrating gaze, she couldn't help but reveal everything. "They said, Little Zhou, you're really a jerk. You kicked Brother Zeng out of the house in the middle of the night. The weather was so cold, and he was drunk …"
When Zhou Yuhe heard this, he was both angry and amused. He had really raised two ingrates. They were eating his food and using his money, but when others gave them a small profit, they forgot who was the one who was paying them their wages …
Forget it, people's hearts were like this. Maybe in their eyes, Zeng Ang was the treasure, and Zhou Yuhe was the grass. As long as they bet on the right treasure, they would have a good life in the future. What was the small amount of salary he gave her?
Zhou Yuhe turned on the stereo, and melodious classical music filled the entire enclosed nanny van.
He closed his eyes, and there was no expression on his delicate and cold face.
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