The moment He Yuzheng followed Jiang Fang into the lounge, He Yuzheng panicked, and every word Jiang Fang said made He Yuzheng even more at a loss. He even said that he wanted to chase him, and his unconcealed eyes almost Let He Yuzheng return to the days when the two were together nine years ago.

But He Yuzheng didn't find it sweet at all. The alarm bell in his heart was ringing in the sky. He only thought it was absurd and the person in front of him was crazy.

But He Yuzheng was still feeling uncontrollably sad. The sadness was built on the grievances he had thrown away for no reason nine years ago, and on the naivety of his year-long fantasies.

Since then, he has gradually established a protective layer for himself. How extroverted his character was in the past, how introverted he is now, he no longer expresses happiness and likes, but is more cautious and suspicious.

He Yuzheng didn't know how long she stayed at the entrance. It was only after the phone rang five or six times that she heard that it was Jiang Huan's call. He Yuzheng could guess what she was going to say before picking it up.

"You met my brother!" Jiang Huan said excitedly.

"Huanhuan." He Yuzheng's voice was tired and impatient. Jiang Huan over there was startled when he heard it, and gradually became cautious: "What's wrong?"

"Don't look for me because of him in the future, and don't do anything for me and him on your own." He Yuzheng's words were rude, his emotions were like a wooden barrel with holes, and he could no longer hold back: "Please you."

He Yuzheng, who grew up, never said the word "beg". Jiang Huan was silent for a long time, and there was no gossip and excitement when he spoke again, only concern: "Okay, how are you now?"

"Not very good." He Yuzheng answered honestly, "But it's fine, just sleep and I'll hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, He Yuzheng finally got up, went to take a shower and washed himself step by step, warmed himself a glass of milk, ate all the medicine he should take, and finally lay down on the bed.

He moved out and lived for a long time. He has a residence near Shenghe Group and Dongcheng respectively. Near Shenghe Group is a large flat floor suitable for nearby offices, while Dongcheng is a villa with good privacy. He Yuzheng is nothing. live here when work.

This villa area opened ten years ago. There is an amusement park and a large lake nearby. At that time, He Yuzheng was still in the classroom holding a scratch paper and calculating how long it would take Jiang Fang's annual salary and bonus to be able to afford this house. At that time, Jiang Fang took away He Yuzheng's manuscript paper, told him not to forget it, and told him that he would be able to buy it for him within two years.

Later, He Yuzheng received this villa as his 20-year-old gift from his father.

This night, He Yuzheng fell into sleep with complicated emotions and messy memories. He had many bizarre dreams. When he woke up, it was noon the next day. other work contacts.

It wasn't until a week later that Tan Xianglun came to the door again. This time Tan Xianglun came directly to the group and went straight to He Yuzheng's office.

He Yuzheng frowned while holding the pen, and motioned for Tan Xianglun to continue without answering.

"Endorsements, advertisements, and even team sponsorships are all unwilling to be included in the same box, but I'm so worried!" Tan Xianglun took a bottle of whisky from He Yuzheng's refrigerator and poured it on himself: "It's been a week. , I thought our team's profits could be doubled this year, but now I can't explain it to the sponsors!"

"Did he breach the contract by not sharing the same frame with the team sponsor?" He Yuzheng asked.

"...It's just that there is no breach of contract. Now his own team agents and lawyers are all available, and they are all clear to him. He came to Shenghe to play football. Except for the exposure and other benefits, what do we do? Don't even think about fishing." Tan Xianglun gritted his teeth and said, "I also watched this child grow up, and now I'm really mad at me!"

"Then what's the use of you coming to me?" He Yuzheng got up and prepared to see off the guests, it's none of his business.

Tan Xianglun's face flashed hesitantly, and his eyes were full of light.

"Say." He Yuzheng put the whisky back into the refrigerator.

"He said that as long as He Yuzheng asked him to accept endorsements and advertisements, he would accept..." Tan Xianglun stared at He Yuzheng nervously, for fear that he would not agree.

"Then don't pick it up." He Yuzheng closed the refrigerator door: "Is Sheng He short of endorsement money?"

"It's not like this, it's just that as long as you speak, he will definitely be able to cooperate with the team's various business, which is also to support our work..."

He Yuzheng looked back at Tan Xianglun. Although the old manager was not yet 50 years old, his hair was already gray. He sighed: "Then go tell him and I will let him pick it up."

"It might not work. I told him that He Yuzheng definitely wanted you to pick it up. He said he wanted you to tell me." Tan Xianglun was about to cry.

He Yuzheng's eyes were full of swear words, he controlled his temper: "Okay, you first send me a copy of all the business you are looking for him now, bring him to the group this time tomorrow, I will tell him personally ."

Tan Xianglun nodded immediately, and a big stone fell in his heart: "Okay! I'll send it to you immediately!"

At 11:00 noon the next day, Tan Xianglun brought Jiang Fang to the Shenghe Group two hours early. Jiang Fang's appearance really made the Shenghe intranet lively for a while. At this time, it was near the lunch point, and there were many people in the outdoor parking lot and elevator., as soon as Jiang Fang arrived, many employees took photos and posted them on the intranet. The speed of the posts surged, and almost all employees were following posts about Jiang Fang.

Tan Xianglun had the authority to go to the floor of the president's office, and took Jiang directly to the floor of He Yuzheng's office.

"Mr. He, Jiang Fang is here." Bian Rou knocked on the door, and He Yuzheng took the prepared two folders in front of him: "Come in."

Tan Xianglun took Jiang into the President's Office, He Yuzheng got up with the folder, pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit whatever you want."

Jiang Fang was still wearing training clothes, and it seemed that he had just come off the training ground.

"Bang!" He Yuzheng threw one of the folders in front of him and sat down with the other one in his arms.

"You'll take business if I say it?" He Yuzheng asked, looking down at the folder.