Male God is Chasing My Brother

Ch 3

There was a brief silence over the phone. After a while, Zhou Jinshen's voice came slowly: "Are you at this ceremony?"

"Correct……"

Zhou Jinshen seemed to say something to the driver. After a moment of blurring, the voice became clear again: "Two hundred meters away, the location is for you."

There was a brief buzzing vibration from the phone, and soon the phone was hung up there.

The hot mobile phone is held in the palm of the hand, and the smooth screen is stained with sweat from the cheek. An Xumo hastily cleaned the screen with tissue paper, got up and went into the bathroom to wash his face.

The clear water drops slowly flowed along the delicate contours, and the white and fair complexion became more transparent after being exposed to water. An Xu Mo did not have the habit of makeup during weekday practice. His own conditions were very good. The whole person also showed a youthful sense of clarity. Although it was not the same as Zhou Jingshen's temperament, there was no doubt that the two Unconsciously exudes extreme attraction to others.

But when An Xumo looked up at himself in the mirror, it was difficult to develop a little confidence and peace of mind.

Originally thinking that he would have to change back to his dance clothes in the afternoon, he just put on a pure white pullover T-shirt and black shorts. This dress looks shabby even in the original high school, let alone to see his brother.

An Xumo, while editing information to ask Tang Tang for leave, biting his tongue and thinking about the time when they didn't see each other. When he was anxious, he liked to bite the tip of his tongue, which was originally the method he used to stop hunger. In fact, An Xumo didn't need to think about it, he was counting the accumulated date every day-the last time he and Zhou Jinshen met was one year ago, and 370 days passed. This date can finally be reset to zero. Start again from the beginning.

Tang Tang called directly and An Xumo's tongue was a little numb. He tried his best not to say: "I'm sorry, there is something very important at home. I'll make up for it when I return."

Fortunately, he met a new agent today, and the course has not yet been determined. Tang Tang sighed after telling him a few words, An Xumo didn't dare to delay anymore, he pulled the hem of his T-shirt, and hurriedly left the company.

The black Bentley stopped at the bank door, and An Xumo glanced at it, and realized that it was the car at home. He hurried over, and the middle-aged man with his back on his back pulled the door open, An Xumo whispered, trying to calm his rapid breathing, before bending over and sitting in the back row.

The front row is the driver and housekeeper, and the back seat is naturally the man who counted to 370. The interior of the car is spacious and elegant, and there is a sound barrier between the front and rear rows. An Xumo was not afraid of her rude voice, and could only try to suppress the rapid breathing.

But the other person's first sentence easily broke his disguised calmness.

"Why not go to school?"

An Xumo was caught off guard by a word of a man before he thought about whether he would sign a contract with Jindian. Zhou Jinshen turned the tablet in his hand, and the cold screen light penetrated into An Xumo's eyes.

That was his contract with Jindian.

Zhou Jinshen found that it was not just the contract. With his long finger, An Xumo saw several thumbnails of his data. His performance videos, range analysis, and course tables are all on it.

Appearance did provide a lot of help to Zhou Jinshen's career, but he was able to obtain excellent resources as soon as he debuted, but it was because of the investment that the Zhou family invested in Jindian Group.