Chapter 89
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"…"
Zhou Yuhe didn't say anything.
All of a sudden, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhou Yuhe.
Unlike many big names who had only been poached by I.S. halfway, Zhou Yuhe could be said to be the only top celebrity in the new generation who had been single-handedly groomed by I.S. If he were to leave I.S. at this moment, he would seem ungrateful and would attract attention.
However, when they saw the next person who stood up, they understood.
Yang Yu also walked behind Ji Yuan.
Everyone was in an uproar.
Everyone knew that the idol department was the foundation of I.S. in the entertainment industry. Yang Yu should have had a bright future as the manager of the idol department, but who would have thought that he would be poached by Ji Yuan?
However, his actions had resolved Zhou Yuhe's predicament.
Everyone knew that Yang Yu was Zhou Yuhe's benefactor. Since Yang Yu had chosen to follow Ji Yuan, it didn't seem so incomprehensible that Zhou Yuhe wanted to leave.
Ji Chen stared fixedly at Zhou Yuhe, who stood out among the crowd. He couldn't suppress his anger.
He couldn't forget how many times this young man had given him the cold shoulder in the past two years. However, the colder he was, the more Ji Chen's heart itched.
In his dreams, he had seen Zhou Yuhe wearing the military uniform he had worn when they first met. Zhou Yuhe's face was flushed red as he made love to him. He had also dreamt of Zhou Yuhe in military uniform pouring a bucket of cold water over his head. He had also dreamt of Zhou Yuhe pulling his tie and saying in a voice that made one's soul tremble, "I am your God."
The young man was like a slow-acting poison. Once he touched him, he couldn't help but want to touch that skin. If he didn't touch it, it would itch, and if he did, it would hurt. This sweet and painful torture had plagued Ji Chen for two whole years, and it had been getting worse recently. In the past, he didn't have the right or opportunity to get close to the young man, but now, he had finally won the position of I.S.'s president and become the young man's boss. He could create a lot of opportunities for him to be alone with him … Now, he was actually telling him that he was leaving?!
The more Ji Chen thought about it, the more indignant he felt. He was about to step forward and question Zhou Yuhe when Old Master Ji, who had excellent eyesight, reacted first. He walked to the front of everyone and slammed his walking stick on the floor. The floor made a muffled sound, and the aura exuding from Old Master Ji silenced the gradually noisy meeting.
"If you leave today, don't ever come back! This old man wants to see what will happen to you traitors in the future! "
His hawk-like sharp eyes slowly swept across these "traitors". Wherever his gaze landed, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at the old man until his gaze landed on Zhou Yuhe.
His expression was calm, and his eyes were calm.
There was not the slightest bit of guilt on his body. His neither servile nor overbearing attitude made Grandfather Ji see this young man in a new light. No wonder his disappointing grandson saw that he was leaving and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan …
However, it was precisely because of this that this young man couldn't be allowed to stay!
Old Master Ji's gaze lingered on Zhou Yuhe for two to three seconds before he waved at Ji Yuan impatiently. "Get lost."
Ji Yuan looked at Old Master Ji and Ji Chen in humiliation. He snorted coldly and left I.S. with the group of people behind him.
Ji Chen's gaze was glued to the young man's back. He only turned around when the figure disappeared around the corner of the corridor.
The moment he returned, he met Old Master Ji's cautious gaze. There was a glimmer of hope and desire in his cloudy eyes for the future.
The era of I.S. being ruled by Ji Yuan was over.
Ji Chen turned around and looked at the half-empty meeting room.
Although it was a lot more deserted, the remaining people were all his trusted aides that he had cultivated. They looked at him with eyes full of determination and trust.
Ji Chen clenched his fists.
His desolate gaze gradually returned to its usual sharpness and confidence. Yes, from this moment onwards, he was no longer the playboy in the entertainment industry. He was now shouldering I.S.'s future!
Ji Chen quickly composed himself and began to preside over his first shareholders' meeting.
Old Master Ji heaved a sigh of relief. A gratified smile slowly appeared on his stern face.
*****
On the other side.
Zhou Yuhe walked out of I.S. Building.
He turned around and looked at the towering building with mixed feelings.
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