Is This The Right Way To Repay A Favor? Chapter 4

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The wind in March blew late into the night, seeming to have no restraints and blowing even more violently.

To Jiang Zhou’s dismay, there was no light on the balcony opposite, only endless darkness.

Jiang Zhou sighed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When he came out again, a room of warm light leaked from the balcony opposite.

Jiang Zhou quickly turned off the lights, felt in the dark, and tiptoed to the balcony.

He hid in the darkness and looked greedily at the warm yellow light coming from the house.The sound of the wind seemed to have disappeared at this time, leaving only the buzzing noise of blood flow and heartbeat.

There was finally someone on the other side.

This house was a second-hand house that Jiang Zhou bought from a family at a high price five years ago.

Five years ago, he accidentally learned that Shen Zhiyu had purchased this house here, so he tried his best to buy it across the street from him.

In the past five years, unless he was on a business trip, Jiang Zhou would come back here no matter how late it was.In order not to miss any possibility, he also installed cameras on the gate and balcony. As long as someone appears at the opposite door, he can receive the message immediately.

But the light on the opposite door never turned on, and no one ever came back.

Jiang Zhou even gave up hope.

Who would have thought that Shen Zhiyu would actually tell him to return to the Hejia Peninsula today.

The happiness on this day was beyond the standard.

Jiang Zhou thought that if God wanted him to die at this moment, he would consider it a gift.

He stared at the balcony opposite the door for a long time, until the warm yellow gradually faded away.

The lights in the building were extinguished, the moonlight gradually became thinner, and the cold wind at night was like a sharp ice blade piercing the thin pajamas.

Jiang Zhou was reluctant to leave.He curled up in the recliner, feeling the biting coldness invade his flesh and bone marrow.

This almost self-abuse behavior did not stop his inner restlessness this time.

On the contrary, it got worse.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Shen Zhiyu was flooding in his mind.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Shen Zhiyu’s appearance was reflected in the dim balcony.

A kind of madness that was forcibly restrained raised its head in the endless darkness.

Jiang Zhou tremblingly explored.

The madness grew in the dark night, gradually engulfing his reason, and every cell in his body was screaming and burning.

The river boat floated up and down in the boundless sea, indulged in indulgence and lost all reason.

Until the sky turns white and the sea clears up.

His rapid breathing became evener, and the rusty smell of blood filled his entire mouth.

Jiang Zhou’s hands felt sticky to the touch.

The suppressed desire was instantly defeated when he saw Shen Zhiyu.

The sky was slightly bright, and there was a slight sound from the balcony opposite.

Jiang Zhou quickly stood up and hid against the wall of the balcony.

The footsteps became clearer and clearer, and he seemed to be walking this way and stopped.The sound also came.

“Okay, let them all come to me in the afternoon.”

“Let’s see who has the most sincerity.”

Shen Zhiyu hung up the phone and looked towards the balcony here.

It was quiet, as if no one was there.

With a “click” sound, Shen Zhiyu lit a cigarette.

He didn’t pull it out, he just held it between his fingertips and watched the red heart shrink inward little by little.

Choking smoke filled the surroundings.

It was strong and pungent. Shen Zhiyu coughed a few times, turned around, put out the cigarette, and left the balcony.

The smell of smoke blew along the wind.

Jiang Zhou was startled.

When did Shen Zhiyu start smoking?

A long time ago, Jiang Zhou drank alcohol mixed with cigarettes.

There is a kind of dark roasted tobacco leaf in the Netherlands. A small amount of it is added when specially made, which can increase the intensity of the whole cigarette by several levels.

Every time the flames at the end of the smoke flashed, a ball of hot sandpaper roughly scraped the throat, followed by a stronger smell of gunpowder smoke, mixed with tar and some kind of metallic smell.

Jiang Zhou liked to smoke heavily at that time. He enjoyed the razor-like smoke scratching his throat. When he coughed uncontrollably, his nerves would become excited in a strange pain.

Unfortunately, the joy in the pain was too short-lived.

Jiangzhou soon became boring and was never touched again.

But how could Shen Zhiyu do it?

Jiang Zhou felt confused for the first time.

——

On the computer desktop, the company’s stock price chart draws a steep red line on the screen.

This is the result of the company’s listing in Hong Kong yesterday.

Jiang Zhou tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

The documents on the table were scattered and opened, but he had no intention of looking at them.

This was the first time Jiang Zhou was distracted in the office.

He was still wondering why Shen Zhiyu smoked?

Such strong and spicy cigarettes are not suitable for newcomers, and not everyone can customize them.Only those who are experienced, well-connected, and have done some research on this matter.

Who led Shen Zhiyu into trouble?

There was a gentle knock on the office door.

Jiang Zhou temporarily stopped his thoughts and said, “Come in.”

Wei Yan walked in quickly, holding a document in his hand and looking a little subtle.

The company went public and its market value doubled.This was a good thing, but Mr. Jiang’s expression when he came to the company today was far from joyful.

Wei Yan knew that yesterday’s interception of the bastard meal was not done well enough, which made his boss unhappy, and he did not want to get into trouble again now.

But it was related to Shen Zhiyu, and he had to report it.

Wang Lei just called, and Shen Zhiyu invited several film and television companies to come to the Huanjia Club in the afternoon to compare prices on the spot.

This requirement is really excessive in any circle.But this person happens to be Shen Zhiyu, a top idol who has returned to China. He is still in Korea with a green card and creating his own era, attracting countless fans.

In the face of huge traffic, many companies are willing to give him preference.

Especially Jiang Zhou.

Wei Yan put away his thoughts and said seriously: “Mr. Jiang, Mr. Shen’s agent just called.”

Jiang Zhou paused with his fingers and raised his eyes to look at him.

“They declined our signing conditions.” Wei Yan handed over the documents, “The agent conveyed that Mr. Shen invited several companies to meet at the Huanjia Club in the afternoon to compare prices on the spot.”

Jiang Zhou took the document, tapped his fingertips twice on the paper, and looked calmly.

“What time?”

“Four o’clock in the afternoon.”

“Okay, I get it.”

Wei Yan received the order and exited the office.

Jiang Zhou opened the file.

This was a contract issued by Languang Film and Television to Shen Zhiyu. It was written by him personally. The price and freedom were unprecedented, and almost all the resources of the company were thrown at him.

Jiang Zhou did not expect Shen Zhiyu to refuse.

No one except Languang could give such a generous contract.

But when I thought about it again, everything seemed reasonable.

If it were just for resources, Shen Zhiyu would not have to return to China.It is said that in order to keep him, the original company extended the contract which is extremely rare.As long as he is willing to stay, everyone and all conditions can make way for him.

At that time, everyone thought that Shen Zhiyu would renew his contract.After all, it was a dream he had been chasing for fifteen years.

The domestic stage is limited, and the creative environment is completely different from it.Most of the idols who returned to China have turned to film and television, and very few have succeeded in their transformation. Their embarrassing acting skills and random facial features have slowly eroded fans’ favor and filter, and they have gradually disappeared from the public eye.

Surprisingly, in a public event last year, Shen Zhiyu suddenly expressed his attitude not to renew his visa and resolutely returned to China.

Since then, all his activities have been compressed to the extreme.

Jiang Zhou also began to carefully write the contract for Shen Zhiyu from that time on.

He wanted Shen Zhiyu to continue to fulfill his dream after returning to China, so he tried his best to leave all the stages to him, and he also hired a large number of creative and dance teams.

But Shen Zhiyu refused.

Jiang Zhou looked at the clauses that had been carefully written for a whole year, and for the first time he felt frustrated at work.

——

Last night was too much.

When Jiang Zhou went out this morning, he already had signs of a cold and fever.He didn’t care, but was a little happy.

Xu Shi finally saw the real person up close. Jiang Zhou failed to control himself last night and did something wrong.

Jiang Zhou would feel at ease only if he had a cold and fever today.

If there is a gain, there must be a penalty.

This is the truth that Jiang Zhou has always adhered to.

The temperature inside the body rises, as if there is a burning fire burning the muscles and bones.

Jiang Zhou reached out and touched his forehead. The temperature was so high that it was scalding.He smiled with satisfaction and continued working.

In the blink of an eye, it’s three o’clock in the afternoon.

Jiang Zhou pressed the phone line, “We’ll leave in five minutes.”

After Jiang Zhou finished making the call, he stood up and suddenly felt a void under his feet.

The sudden dizziness made him grip the edge of the table.Jiang Zhou closed his eyes and resisted the spinning for three seconds before quickly returning to normal.

Shen Zhiyu’s appointment was at the golf course, and Jiang Zhou went to the lounge to change into a loose long-sleeved POLO shirt.

Wei Yan appeared at the door of the office on time. When he saw Jiang Zhou, his forehead twitched slightly.

His boss’s face was as white as paper and his lips were bloodless, as if he was going to faint in the next second.

Wei Yan thought for a moment and couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Jiang, do you want something to eat?”

“No need.” Jiang Zhou refused and walked to the elevator.

Wei Yan quickly followed.

But in the end, he still couldn’t feel relieved and sent a message to Yuan Chong, “Brother Yuan, Mr. Jiang seems to be feeling unwell and didn’t eat anything at noon.”

The next second, Yuan Chong’s call came to Jiang Zhou’s mobile phone.

Jiang Zhou glanced at Wei Yan.

Wei Yan looked away guiltily.

Jiang Zhou answered the phone.

“You won’t eat again? Is this what you call measured?” Yuan Chong choked him on what he said last night.

Jiang Zhou’s face was stern, “I’m not hungry.”

“Wait, I’ll bring it to you.” Yuan Chong didn’t care whether he was hungry or not.He didn’t know yet that it would be a long time until Jiang Zhou knew he was hungry and took the initiative to ask for food.

Jiang Zhou refused, “No.”

Yuan Chong heard something wrong.”Are you going to see him again?”

Jiang Zhou didn’t answer or comment.

The elevator reaches the underground parking lot.

Yuan Chong hung up the phone angrily, determined not to care about him anymore.

Jiang Zhou got into the car, his voice became colder, and he warned, “I won’t do this next time.”

“Yes.” Wei Yan responded.

Wei Yan followed Jiang Zhou for seven years.

Jiang Zhou has excellent abilities, works vigorously and resolutely, and his salary and performance are top-notch in the industry.In private, Jiang Zhou’s temperament is sometimes unpredictable and unpredictable, but he never deliberately embarrasses his subordinates at work.

The year before last, when Wei Yan got married, Jiang Zhou even gave him an apartment in the city center.

This also made Wei Yan sometimes couldn’t help but want to do more for him.He went to ask Yuan Chong for advice, and Yuan Chong asked him to watch Mr. Jiang while he ate.

Wei Yan was stared at several times and was caught several times.

Later, he gradually figured out the rules. After staring three times and reminding him once, Jiang Zhou would not be angry.

The number has not been reached today, so he is indeed talking too much.

Wei Yan reflected on himself.