gentle control

Chapter 47 He Can Wait
When Gu Yusheng raised his head again, he saw that Zhou Zongyan had hung up the phone and returned to the cabin for a meeting.

I took my phone from the side and sent it to WeChat.

【how is the situation? 】

The message notification sound vibrates slightly.

The executive who was making a report subconsciously stopped.

Turning his eyes towards the screen, he saw that their boss only glanced at him calmly, but ignored the message and motioned for the other party to continue.

Stone sinks into the sea.

There was no movement.

Gu Yusheng felt strange.

Turning around without leaving a trace, he found that the meeting was still going on as usual, and his cell phone was lying next to someone's computer. There was no reason why he couldn't see it.

Forget it.

Grandpa Zhou is too old to argue with a junior like her just because of a few words.

Calm down, review and organize the documents, and then send them to someone's email.

The translation work came to an end for the time being. Gu Yusheng picked up the snacks on the side table and walked to the screening room, preparing to choose two movies to pass the time.

The curtain slowly unfolded.

The interface is still in the network mode she switched to last time.

no doubt.

The name of the three-time Best Actor has once again appeared on the domestic hot search list.

#Guanye was absent from the Oscars ceremony due to physical illness#
There were overwhelming messages from netizens and fans, all filled with regrets and greetings, allowing people to truly see what it means to be a top-level traffic with both strength and popularity.

Gu Yusheng recalled that day at Cologne Central Square.

Actor Guan looked cool and carefree, and told them in the back row that they must resist vicious overtime during their vacation.

It boils down to two words, too crazy.

Therefore, she couldn't help but find "Dog Bone" and read it again.

have to say.

A work of this quality, even if played hundreds of times, is enough to shock and cleanse the soul.

I finally understood why Director Feng would go against all opinions and firmly and persistently leave the position of male lead to Seki Ye, who had only been in his debut for half a year.

It's not the role that makes him.

Rather, he gave the character the most vivid life.

There are very few actors who can transcend the characters themselves, and Sekino is one of them.

After the movie was over, I took a look at my phone and saw that my conversation with Zhou Zongyan still stayed at the same sentence.

Gu Yusheng was beating her drum secretly in her heart.

Did this person really not see her, or was he hanging her up on purpose?
Taking advantage of the fact that the second movie had just begun, she got up from the soft cushion and planned to go to the front cabin to find out.

As a result, when we arrived at the rest area, there was no sign of Boss Zhou anywhere.

Pella said at the right time: "After the meeting, Director Jay went to the stern of the cabin to rest. He has only been gone for less than 5 minutes. If Miss Gu has anything to do, she can go directly to him."

Is Zhou Zongyan resting?

Gu Yusheng hesitated whether to go and see him.

Earlier I heard from Xu Jie that his boss was unwell.

But along the way, I didn't notice anything strange about him.

While he was hesitating, Special Assistant Xu passed by holding a document and nodded to her with a smile.

Gu Yusheng asked casually: "Do you want to sign for Director Jay?"

The latter nodded.

"I'm on my way. I'll see him if I need anything."

Xu Jie handed the document to her hand naturally. If you observe carefully, you can notice that the other party's expression seemed to be relieved.

Without thinking, Gu Yusheng turned around and walked towards the back of the cabin along the original path.

The second she stepped into the bedroom, she realized whether she should knock on the door first.

There are people in the cloakroom.

She subconsciously glanced away and saw the figure reflected in the mirror.

Even though the field of view was narrow, he could still clearly distinguish the tight and smooth muscle lines on the waist and abdomen of the man after he took off his clothes.

He is changing clothes?
Gu Yusheng should have left the room in time to see no evil, but for some unknown reason, his legs were nailed to the spot like pillars, unable to move an inch.

Take a deep breath.

It's not illegal to just peek a few times.However, this idea was quickly nipped in the cradle.

Zhou Zongyan put on a black shirt and walked out. When he saw the girl standing beside the bed, he paused slightly.

Look at each other for two seconds.

Gu Yusheng coughed and turned away with her cheeks burning.

Combining the before and after, it is easy to think of something.

Zhou Zongyan vaguely raised the corners of his lips, and continued to button the remaining buttons with his hands on his chest. He stepped forward with his long legs and came to her side, bending down to pick up the mobile phone that had fallen on the edge of the bed.

They didn't ask when she came in, as if they knew each other tacitly.

The atmosphere remained quiet.

Gu Yusheng wondered why he didn't speak.

Helpless, he held the document and stretched out his arm, saying in a hard official tone: "This is the document given by Assistant Xu, and you need to sign it."

Zhou Zongyan glanced at him casually with his calm eyes, and said quietly: "He is smart and knows how to avoid risks."

What a risk.

She was in a fog.

He picked up the document and looked at it suspiciously.

? ?
can't read.

Zhou Zongyan reached out to take the document, flipped through the last two pages and roughly browsed it before throwing it on the desk with a bang.

That weight showed the owner's unhappiness.

I'm afraid it's not for signing.

But there seems to be another flaw in the financial report of the South Rail Project.

Xu Jie knew that during this trip, she would have to endure the intense pressure from her boss, so was she being used as a shield?

Gu Yusheng turned her eyes slightly and looked at Director Jay who was sitting quietly in front of the computer on the sofa, taking in the domestic online meeting with a sullen expression.

It's not the right time.

He should be very busy.

Just as she was about to leave quietly, the man behind her had already buckled down her laptop and stopped her in a warm voice, "Come sit here, don't you have something to ask?"

The girl pouted.

"No need to ask. Judging from your appearance, Grandpa Zhou should not be angry with me." She said.

Zhou Zongyan chuckled lightly, his eyes falling on her with a hint of meaning, "I thought you wouldn't care what the elders of the Zhou family think of you."

Gu Yusheng followed the good example: "Grandpa Zhou is my father's teacher after all. Even my father respects him a lot, let alone me."

"Just because of that?"

"otherwise?"

Zhou Zongyan stood up from the sofa, walked slowly to her, lowered his eyes and said, "Grandpa admires you very much and is very satisfied."

满意
Gu Yusheng raised his eyebrows: "Is he satisfied with Gu Ju's daughter or your future Mrs. Zhou?"

"What's the difference?"

She turned her gaze slightly and met his deep eyes, "If it's the former, I can still be complacent. If it's the latter, it will double my pressure."

At this point, the girl sighed slowly, sadness welling up in her heart.

In this way, Zhou Zongyan seriously savored what she just said.

What is pressure doubling.

The hidden meaning is probably that the old man's approval of her will undoubtedly strengthen the certainty of the marriage in six months.

She is not yet ready to accept the identity of Mrs. Zhou.

She can't bear any attention and favor from Zhou's elders at all.

Zhou Zongyan didn't know how he felt.

It seemed reasonable and unexpected that she would have such thoughts.

After experiencing various things during their trip to Cologne, the distance between the two of them was much closer than before.

But as of now, it seems more like he is just wishful thinking.

She still rejects marriage.

It is an instinctive performance based on conditioned reflexes without subjective conscious thought.

But half a year is still a long time.

He can wait.

(End of this chapter)