Rebirth As A Cub And Happy

Extra: 1 (Part1-5)

PART 1

Five years later.

"Congratulations to Mr. Xiao'an, Mr. Lu, congratulations to Mr. Lu, Zhuolu Technology is officially listed for trading on NASDAQ. What do you two think?"

"The derivative products of Zhuolu Technology involve finance, agriculture and education. What is the main development direction in the future?"

"..."

At the press conference, the reporters' questions were all within range. Lu Yu and An Yuzhao wore the same black suit and had the same red scarf around their necks, implying that the company's operation could be popular and its performance would rise steadily.

However, the viewers watching the live broadcast are browsing:

——Lover's outfit! I don't care. The scarf is red, the carpet is red, and rounding up is marriage!

——Hahahahaha, when will they get married? I made up for the ancient variety show 20 years ago, and rounding up is equivalent to watching them grow up!

——What???《 Baby is coming for 20 years?

——Who knows? Recently, the most popular video on b station is actually an archaeological variety show. I'm not exaggerating to say that the fish is over, is it? Please, make some good-looking new variety shows!

——Zhuobao... No, Mr. Xiao'an is only 23, Mr. Lu is only 25, and Zhuobao has just reached the legal age of marriage. Hahahaha

——Wow, they are a good match. One is more handsome than the other! Zhuobao was so cute when he was a child, but he didn't expect to be so cold when he grew up. The contrast is so cute!

An Yuzhuo looked serious and answered the reporter's question meticulously. Occasionally, when he encountered some tricky problems with traps, he could also deal with it properly and was more than proficient. What's more, Mr. Lu beside him would cooperate in a timely manner.

The two people were calm and calm, and the whole process was cold and professional, until a reporter asked, "May I ask if Zhuolu Technology is the common property of their husband and wife?"

An Yuzhuo: "?"

Lu Yu: "."

——Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha The expressions of the two presidents split at the same time!

——When can they have another variety show?

——Xiao'an always blushed!!! Who said he was cold? Damn, he's good! But! Love! Not to mention that I will download the Zhuolu app, just treat it as a gift for the two of them.

...

After finally finishing the press conference, An Yuzhuo loosened his collar as soon as he got on the car: "Ah! I'm so tired--"

Lu Yu pinched his shoulder for him: "I'll rest at home when I'm tired. I can handle it alone."

Because he was pinched comfortably, An Yuzhuo closed his eyes and hummed. His long eyelashes hit his porcelain-white skin, casting a circle of shadows: "It will be annoying to be annoying after making mackerel for a long time. I'm idle at home, and I'm tired at work."

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Lu Yu with clear black and white eyes: "Brother, do you think I'm working hard? Why can't I be idle?"

Lu Yu: "..."

Lu Yu wisely shut his mouth and did not comment.

How on earth can his young master be associated with the word "work"? Life clothes come to reach out for food and open your mouth, and in business, you can catch fish for three days and net for two days. However, it is also strange that although An Yuzhuo only comes to the company every once in a while, he has a keen understanding of the industry. Basically, the fields he proposes to try will make a lot of money.

All the employees privately call Xiao An the "sweeper monk" of the company. Of course, this is to describe him as low-key and unpredictable, not to his appearance. - How can there be such a beautiful sweeper?

Because of the loosening of the collar, An Yuzhuo revealed a white and slender neck, and the small throat knot was pink... That was Mr. Lu's masterpiece last night, but if you lift the collar of your shirt, you can see more mottled and ambiguous traces.

Lu Yutai likes someone's soft and pitiful appearance with red eyes, and always can't help but lose c Ontrol.

"Zhuobao..."

I don't know when, the hand that helped him pinch his shoulder became not honest. Lu Yu asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt there?"

An Yuzhuo swept over with a sharp eye knife.

Lu Yu stopped immediately.

Mr. Lu coughed lightly and said, "I mean, I'll sit for a long time. Does it hurt your back? After a while, it will definitely haunt you. The little thing is not light nor heavy..."

The more he spoke, the quieter his voice became. Finally, he coughed dryly and closed his voice.