Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

Zuo Hancheng turned his eyes, and saw that the advertisement picture was the only profile picture of him in the media, and the slogan under his picture was...

Mr. Zuo, the national male god, is about to visit our city's convention and exhibition center. The diamond husband in the hearts of millions of unmarried girls can finally show their true colors. XX convention and exhibition center, Block C, welcomes your visit...

An Hao smugly hit his arm with his hand on the side: "I don't know how many women are coveting you in this invisibility. Isn't it an attempt?"

Obviously, Zuo Hancheng hadn't noticed such an advertisement in the elevator in the past two days, but he calmly said: "This is what happened before yesterday. There were not many strangers in the exhibition center last night. Most of them were The interconnection between enterprises is just an advertisement for the convention and exhibition center. After the event is over, the exhibition can be opened to the outside world and it can be a money-grabbing model."

"Yes, anyway, because there are too many women who are trying to treat you, that's why you used such an unclear side photo of you to put it on the billboard, or use your only one that is publicly available in the media. It’s just a side view that you can’t see clearly. You can’t even appeal for portrait rights. The person in charge of this exhibition center is really good at doing business.” Anhao said and nodded: “You Zuo Hancheng really is You don’t need to show your face, just a name is enough to be more eye-catching than the domestic first-line male stars.

"It's not a good thing to stand at the pinnacle of a certain career." Zuo Hancheng seemed to have a rare sentimental message, glanced at the billboard lightly, and said in a deep voice: "It's hard to beat the cold at high places. To live better, a normal heart is enough."

It really is Zuo Hancheng.

Obviously he is such a successful person, but he has a normal heart, and he is also very low-key. He never shows off his worth and his wealth includes everything, low-key and extremely cultivated, without so much vanity. I am afraid that all of this stems from the fact that he has been a child of a rich family since he was a child, and he has never felt how enviable he is when he stands on a high place.

Really rich people should be low-key and seemingly ordinary like him.

In fact, although Anhao didn't say anything, he knew in his heart that although he hadn't been around Zuo Hancheng for a long time, he hadn't even been there for half a year, but he had gradually understood a lot of human affection in a subtle way.

Some growth, after all, came quietly before she knew it.

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As soon as it got dark, I got into the car back to City A after I was well.

The driver was Mo Bai, so she was relieved. Zuo Hancheng was looking at the pile of documents again. She simply sat in the car and slept with a coat over her head.

She slept all the way, and when she returned to City A, she was still not awake, until Zuo Hancheng woke her up, she suddenly looked out, and saw that she had just returned to Liujingyuan.

"What time is it?" Anhao scratched his head, sleeping a little confused.

"Miss Gu, it's almost eleven o'clock late at night, go in and rest."

Anhao nodded, picked up her bag, put on her coat and was about to get out of the car, suddenly paused again, turned her head to look at Zuo Hancheng and said, "You won't get out of the car?"

"I'll go back to the company first. It's still daytime in the United States at this time. There is a temporary need to hold a transnational video conference there. I will be back after the conference, no more than two in the morning." Zuo Hancheng casually put her coat Twice close together: "I've been tired from going to City S for two or three days, and it's just not long before your body. Go back to sleep."

"Aren't you the same, you don't take a break at this night, and you still have to run to the company to have a video conference. Do you really think of yourself as a mortal?" An Hao muttered.

Mo Bai, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, looked at the scene in the rearview mirror and suddenly laughed: "Miss Gu now knows more and more that he cares about Zuo Zong. I didn’t see you complaining like this before, but now I have learned how to feel bad. That's it."

"What does it mean to learn to feel distressed now? I always feel that those of you who are supposed to stand at the top and enjoy life are so busy that you don’t even have time for your own. It’s very boring. Don’t people make money just for enjoyment? The schedule is so full and so hard."

Mo Bai smiled: "Then I can't answer you with such a thing. After all, the boss sitting next to you is my boss, and I really want to know why it is so hard."

Obviously Mo Bai was just joking with Anhao, but Anhao took it seriously, turning his head to look at Zuo Hancheng: "Look, Mo Bai has complaints. You not only treat yourself as a clockwork machine. , Even the assistant will follow you as a machine."

Zuo Hancheng chuckled: "Quickly go to bed, I promise you will see me when you wake up tomorrow morning. Tomorrow is the weekend. I will take a day off to accompany you, eh?"

"It's pretty much the same." Anhao got out of the car with the bag, but when she was about to close the door after getting out of the car, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Zuo Hancheng: "If you really take a day off, it won't delay you. Is it business?"

Zuo Hancheng turned his eyes to look at her, and smiled: "No."

Anhao nodded, closed the car door, and waved to him a little bit reluctantly. It was not until the car drove out of the complex that she turned and ran back to the front of the house shivering in the cold wind at night, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the door outside. There was an unopened courier box in a centralized trash can, and the name of the recipient on the box was Zuo Hancheng.

It's strange that she hasn't been at home for the past two days, and Zuo Hancheng has not been home, nor has she received the express before. How could anyone throw Zuo Hancheng's express into the trash can.

She saw that there were already a lot of things piled up in the trash can. She hesitated for a while without taking the box out. She turned around and walked to the security room at the gate of the community. She knocked on the window. When the window opened, she asked: "Excuse me, we That one is the residence of Mr. Zuo. Have you received the courier in the past two days?"

The two young boys in the security room nodded after thinking about it for a while: "I did receive it. I received it yesterday afternoon."

"Then we haven't received the courier yet. Who threw the courier into the trash can?" Anhao felt very strange.

"That's it. A stranger suddenly delivered this express to us yesterday afternoon. We said Mr. Zuo is not at home at the moment. The person who delivered the express said that it will be stored here for the time being. It will be fine when Mr. Zuo comes back and let him come and pick it up. ."

The security guard explained patiently: "But Mr. Zuo rarely accepts express delivery, and has never stored it with us. What's more, someone like Mr. Zuo, even if he has something important to post, he should keep it. It’s the address of the company, not the address of a private residence."

It was a good idea that there should be a problem with the express delivery.

Indeed, it is absolutely impossible for Zuo Hancheng to leave the address of his private residence when he mails something. The two security guards are indeed very considerate.