CEO is Picky but Handsome - Chapter 1

Heh, hypocrisy.
Through the heavy curtain of rain, Ye Ling looked at the man in the distance and sneered.
Heavy rain drenched the man, thin white shirt tightly attached to the body, messy texture between the flesh color, even the carefully tended hairstyle was also muddled by the rain, but he could not care about the image, direct palm of his hand, all together to the back.
Ye Ling stared blankly, obviously the first time they met, but between the shadows, that person’s figure actually overlapped with certain parts of the memory.
Why is it obvious that he has already avoided so far, but he still can’t avoid it?
He thought sarcastically.
It was the second day after Ye Ling and his only son, Ye Rui, arrived in N country. With the constant influx of high-tech talents and the constant innovation of new technologies, this new country, which was founded less than two hundred years ago, became one of the most powerful countries in the post-war world. Due to passing the entrance exam of the Phoenix Public School in N, Ye Rui became one of the five new students enrolled by the Phoenix Public School in F this year, and thus father and son decided to immigrate here. Today, it was the new student entrance ceremony of Phoenix Public School.
A heavy rain interrupted the lively scene. The parents who were dressed up for the ceremony were busy escorting their children into the car, and once in the car, they were in a hurry to go home and change out of their wet clothes. Who would have thought that in the rush to make a mistake, two cars in front of the school tailgate, hard to take up most of the way out. The rest of the little channel, only one car at a time through, the drivers you drill I grab, a mess.
What adds to the chaos is that Phoenix Public School is an aristocratic school, and the parents are all rich and wealthy. These people are usually very high-minded, and the traffic police who rushed to coordinate the situation could not do anything about them at all. Seeing the situation deteriorating, suddenly, a man stepped out of the car door.
He threw off his suit jacket, directly rolled the shirt cuffs to the elbow, long umbrella in the way, simply also thrown back into the car, directly facing the pouring rain to help the police to coordinate traffic. More magical is that the original mutual dislike of the rich people were surprisingly give him face, by his command, not a moment, the blocked traffic actually began to slowly move up.
Critical moment to step forward, righteousness is rare, people around can not help but praise. Praise with the sound of rain mixed floating to the ears of Ye Ling, but he just cold smile.
Similar scenes, he has seen many times.
Visit old people’s homes, rescue orphans out of school, send coolness for cleaners in summer days, send warmth for the homeless in winter …… Entrepreneurs just need this kind of painless pro-people tricks to shape a good image, coaxing the good citizens. The eyes are just an upgraded version of these tricks.
He guessed that the passenger seat in the car must be sitting in a master of arms, pre-arranged this accident, and then teach this gentleman out of the car, how to move his arms, how to shake his hair; this gentleman must have long memorized the script, after today, and tomorrow will have to be interviewed with a face of helplessness, saying that they only want to help, and did not think about anything else; and the reporter, about yesterday, has stepped on the spot in advance, know which angle is the most ideal composition, distance, telephotois. The long telephoto lens is indispensable.
Ye Ling smiled, glancing at the two reporters on his right hand side who were holding up their cameras.
Bingo!
Why did he know?
Because, before that person is with this means repeatedly on the news headlines ah.
Ye Ling used to laugh that his realistic acting skills could take the annual award of the Performing Arts Society, not realizing that, around the globe, there was no shortage of movie stars anywhere.
The smile gradually condensed in the corner of the lips, and finally, turned into a sneer to the extreme arc.
But do you know that underneath the “tolerant and charitable” exterior, this man may have another face?
Maybe he is in the dark corners doing unseemly deeds, maybe he will sacrifice everything for his own interests, maybe he will personally kill his favorite people!
Intense hatred filled him, and he subconsciously clenched his fists.Five fingers drew tight, and the child he was holding ate the pain and called out lowly:
“Dad ……”
Ye Ling snapped back to his senses.
He lowered his head, and the child crouched in his arms was instinctively seeking his warmth because of the cold. The pitch black eyes that looked towards him clearly wrote dependence.
He only had himself as a relative.
So, stop thinking about it.
Ye Ling silently said to himself.
Since he had decided to abandon everything, he should not think of the past again and again.
“Rui Rui,” he gathered up the broken hair on his son’s forehead and smiled, “Hold on for a little while longer, we’ll go home when the rain stops, okay?”
Ye Rui nodded and hugged him tightly, looking into the distance as if responding to someone’s gaze.Ye Ling frowned, following his gaze –
In the distance, the man wiped a handful of rainwater from his face, straightened his back, and looked over distantly.
“Dad, looks like I’m not the only one who thinks you’re fake.”
The next day, in the office of the president of Phoenix Group, 10-year-old Huo Ming pressed one leg against his dad’s knee, pointing at the headline news with the picture, gloating and mocking his own father.
This day’s headline news was none other than yesterday’s scene of Phoenix Group president Huo Jun directing traffic in the rain. Underneath the extremely provocative headline was a picture of Huo Jun standing wetly in the rain waving his arms. Standing in the rain, he looks like a sturdy and brave leopard, and his smooth biceps and triceps pectoralis major and latissimus dorsi muscles after being washed away by the rain have successfully made the female fans in the comments crooked.
However, President Huo’s only son, Huo Xiaoming, who has been through a hundred battles, is also not correctly focused, and after briefly browsing through the news, he directly stopped his gaze in a small corner of the picture.
Sliding his finger, he zoomed in, and zoomed out again.
He points triumphantly at the person under the roof with a face full of mockery and laughs until he winces.
Huo Jun’s head hurt from the laughter, rubbing his temples while he propped up his tablet and sat deeper into his office chair.
In the end, he’s not a young man in his twenties, but now that he’s passed the thirty-five year old mark, President Huo has become more and more emotionally introspective, and his emotions rarely come to his face. Even if his son laughed so hard that he was about to jerk over, he still had a calm face. The seven o’clock morning sunlight slanted in through the window, aptly depicting the lines of his side face. In those deep sockets were a pair of hybrid blue eyes, and at the moment, those pupils as blue as seawater narrowed slightly, staring at the magnified figure for an instant.
“I see.” After a long time, he interrupts his son’s laughter and says.
The laughter came to an abrupt halt, and Huo Xiaoming didn’t understand, “Huh?”
“I saw this person that day.” Huo Jun said.
With a gaze full of sarcasm and disdainful lips, even from such a distance, Huo Jun could pick up on that person’s inner monologue.
He must be saying, Heh, hypocrisy.
Mixed to today’s position, Huo Jun is also considered weathered, open a press conference, pointing at his nose to scold, not to mention from so far away. He has long been invulnerable to all kinds of poison, any laughter, anger and cursing a related to put it. But on the contrary, the evil door, just at that moment, he was far away from that gaze, suddenly felt particularly unhappy.
Not aggrieved, not angry, just upset.
Just like the condolences to the elderly home when people questioned inside is not a relative of the family, to help out of school orphans when people taunted to send textbooks are pirated, summer days for the cleaners to send cool when people suspected of advertising their new drinks, winter for the homeless to send warmth was ridiculed in the cotton jacket are black hearted cotton as well –
upset.
Huo Zhun thought to himself, not to mention that I really went to the rain, even if it is fake, I at least stood out, you have the ability not to hide under the eaves, also stand out to help ah! I don’t want to talk about it, is it a man!
He pinched the tablet, upset at the feeling in the mouth of the throat shook twice, he felt uninteresting, and swallowed back. Why bother, and then upset, can still drag people over to beat up? Love to say let him say it, and can not say in front of their eyes, forget it.
He calmly closed the news client, clicked on the document he wanted to read today, and before he could read two lines of the words, a small fleshy hand suddenly reached out in front of his eyes.
“Dad,” Huo Ming students from a young age is a uncomfortable nature not to pick a fight, see his father silent laying down, anxious to scratch his ears, “just let it go?”
“Or else?” Huo Zhun is Huo Ming’s own father, and when his son pouts, he knows where to pick up, “You don’t want to pick a fight. If it’s not that you were crying in the car yesterday for fear of thunder, why would I go out in such a downpour to make a cameo as a traffic cop?”
…… Very good, poking at the point.
Huo Xiaoming classmates are not afraid of the sky and the earth, only afraid of thunder and lightning, once it rains, he immediately wimped out like a little hamster.
This is the only stain in his life, so Huo Ming never allowed others to mention, otherwise it is like the power switch on the wall, mention it, he will blow up.
Huo Zhun is not afraid of his hair, the poke on the poke, fast and accurate, one step. Huo Ming, of course, doesn’t dare to blow up with his old man, so his anger does three hundred Thomas the Great Cyclones in his chest, and he throws it all on the mocking face in the photo.
“Dad, this isn’t like you.” Huo Xiaoming reveals a smile that reads “sharing his father’s worries” as “being unkind” as he pulls up the photo, zooms in, and points at the person in the photo with the tip of his finger, “People are openly making mocking gestures at you, and you still haven’t reacted? My dad is such a bully!”
“People? Who are the people? Those who know me are my concern, those who don’t know me are none of my business.” Huo Jun reopens his work file and impatiently waves his hand at his son.
“Aiya dad, do you know what the happiest thing in your life is?” One trick doesn’t work, Huo Xiaoming switches to another.
“What?” Huo Jun really doesn’t want to ignore him.
“It’s that you gave birth to a son who knows how to share your worries!” Huo Ming endeavors to fan the flames, “Dad, how about this, I’ll ask Uncle Du to help and check this person out for you, how about that?”
“No need.” Huo Jun doesn’t lift his head.
Huo Ming wraps his arm around his dad and rides on his dad’s leg, “Really no need? Dad, don’t be shy, or I’ll ask Uncle Du to finish checking and put it on the table for you, so you can look at it when you’re not doing anything, just like reading gossip?”
“Shouldn’t you go to school?” Huo Jun shook his leg, Huo Xiaoming students almost rolled down, the critical moment, Dad’s sturdy arm an arm, stable landing, “Do not look for things in me, hurry to roll to school. Do you still want to eat crayfish at night?”
“Eat!” Huo Ming stood upright and collected his legs, instantly stopping, honestly picking up his school bag, walking to the door, still not finished turning back.
“Dad,” Huo Xiaoming smiled and instructed, “then said ah, I asked Uncle Du to check for you what that person is really doing, found out and put it on your desk, you must look at ah, ah, must, to see, see!”
After saying this, he didn’t dare to stay for a second, and flew out.
Huo Jun looks helplessly at the door.
“Childish.” He shakes his head and mutters to himself, “Your dad is such an adult, can he still be bothered with a little shrimp?”
Then, filled with admiration for his big heart, he buried himself in his work.
Unfortunately, our wise and mighty President Lord must not have thought at the time that it wasn’t long before he was slapped in the face by himself.
Snap.