The eldest brother of the Zhong family hung up the phone helplessly and looked at his father sitting aside.

"Won't you come back?" Zhong's father frowned slightly. The blonde foreigners sitting on the side couldn't understand what they were saying, just kept smiling.

"Mr. Dave, please have tea." Zhong's mother smiled and brought a cup of tea to the foreigner, talking to him in fluent English.

The man's name is Dave. He is a psychiatrist brought by Zhong's father in the United States. He is very experienced in treating traumatic amnesia. Zhong's father delayed abroad for so long, and was also to persuade the doctor to follow him back to China.

"Oh, thank you madam," Dave showed a warm smile from the Americans and thanked Zhong's mother, "Well, the tea in China tastes wonderful."

"He has hit his head with amnesia. Can a psychologist treat it?" During Zhong Yibin's hospitalization, Zhong's mother pulled all the doctors she could see, but she did not look for a psychologist. After all, the hospital's diagnosis said that this was caused by external forces.

"It's like this. People have superficial consciousness and subconsciousness. The subconscious mind is actually a memory reserve. If this part of the reserve memory can be stimulated, it is also a way to recover." Dave answered gently.

Zhong's mother nodded in a slight sense of understanding, and thought for a while: "Then, when the child comes back tomorrow, you can treat him the problem of homosexuality. He used to like girls."

Dave looked at Zhong's mother in surprise: "Oh, madam, I can't help with this. Homosexuality is not a mental illness, it's just a personal preference. It's like you like eating vegetables, and Mr. Zhong likes to eat meat, which is not something that a psychologist can solve."

Four people who were considered mentally ill by Zhong's mother were staring at the rotating restaurant in the skyscraper.

When Zhong Yibin brought Chu Qin, Yu Tang and his husband had already arrived for a while.

In the beautiful crystal goblet, there was dark liquid. At first glance, it looked like red wine, and there were bubbles. Yu Tang held a glass and slowly shook it, clinking the glass with the handsome young man sitting next to him.

The young man was very beautiful, fair and clean, with outstanding temperament. He also held a glass of bubbles in his hand and clinked with Yu Tang.

"Mr. Song." Chu Qin nodded and greeted him. This is the young president of Xinghai Entertainment - Song Xiao.

Song Xiao smiled slightly, stood up and shook hands with Chu Qin, but was caught by Yu Tang, and was not allowed to hold it.

Chu Qin's hand was in the air, but the expression on his face did not change at all. He naturally withdrew his hand: "General Yu's tutor is really strict."

"Hmph." Yu Tang snorted and took a sip of the drink.

Zhong Yibin glared at Yu Tang, but it was his wish that he would not hold his hands, so he didn't say anything, so he sat down with Chu Qin. The waiter came over to pour wine. Chu Qin widened his eyes and watched the waiter wearing high-end clothes slowly pouring over with a glass bottle. Although the glass bottle was very high-end, it could not cover up the fact that "Coca-Cola" was printed on it!

"Cola's crystal bottle limited edition." Yu Tang raised his chin and signaled them to try it.

I put the ice on the high-foot crystal cup and slowly poured the light brown cola into it, and the sizzling sound of bubbles spreads in the cup. Drinking cola with the crystal cup is particularly magical.

Zhong Yibin picked up the goblet and shook it: "How old are you, you still drink Coke, huh?"

Yu Tang raised his eyebrows: "It's better than someone who is so old to watch "Saint Seiya"."

The two began to stare at each other for a moment, and snorted at the same time.

Chu Qin smiled helplessly, looked up and saw Song Xiao shook his head silently. He couldn't help but raise his hand and clinked glasses with Song Xiao: "I haven't spoken well last time when I met Mr. Song at the entertainment ceremony."

Song Xiao was young and promising. During his study in the United States, he participated in the production of blockbusters. After returning to China, he took over the entertainment company at home. A few months ago, there was an entertainment ceremony, which was related to Xinghai Entertainment artists. Song Xiao had just returned to China and wanted to get familiar with his connections, so he followed him. Chu Qin was the host at that time and even said a few words to Song Xiao.

"No wonder everyone in the circle said that Chu Qin has a good memory." Song Xiao smiled and clinked glasses with him. He naturally had a pair of smiling eyes, and his smile made him feel a little cute.

When we meet today, we mainly talk about the upcoming "Jinghong Shengshi". Although the national channel premiered, the main ratings still depend on the Shengshi. After all, the national channel's publicity has always been relatively restrained.

"Do you think they look familiar?" Zhong Yibin whispered to Chu Qin in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Chu Qin blinked, looking a little familiar.

Zhong Yibin took out two pictures on his mobile phone for him to show him. They were two ancient portraits. The fine brushwork method made people vivid. It was Emperor Jingyuan of the Dayu Dynasty and his male queen in history. Emperor Jingyuan was handsome and Empress Duanhui was as gentle as jade. She was very similar to the lovers in front of her.

"You are not the reincarnation of the emperor and the empress, are you?" Chu Qin joked.

Yu Tang raised his eyebrows and said nothing, Song Xiao smiled and said, "Who knows?"

On the way Chu Qin came, he had already heard that Yu Tang's purpose of acquiring Jiulang was to come out with the whole country. There was no one else with this kind of courage. Now seeing this scene, he suddenly came up with a brilliant idea: "It would be better to hype it up according to the reincarnation of the emperor and the empress, which can not only promote TV series, but also give a foreshadowing for future come out. If the TV series becomes popular, people's acceptance of the emperor and the empress will increase, and then the relationship between the two will be happy to see it happen."

The two of them were silent for a moment, and Yu Tang pointed at the table: "Zhong Erbing, your wife is smarter than you."

Zhong Yibin curled his lips and started ordering with the menu.

This restaurant looks so high-end and uses a crystal goblet to serve drinks, but it is actually a Chinese restaurant. The dishes come up quickly, and Song Xiao picked up a piece of roasted chicken wings and put them in Yu Tang's bowl. Yu Tang naturally added up and ate them. Although the two were younger than Chu Qin and the others, they looked like they had lived together for many years.

Chu Qin found it interesting and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Zhong Yibin was a little unhappy and poked his wife with his elbow: "What do you always think of others? You should look at your handsome husband!"

Chu Qin stuffed the peeled crab legs into his mouth and blocked his mouth.

The meal was filled with joy, and the host and the host had no alcohol, and only drank a limited edition Coke, which did not affect the driving. Zhong Yibin happily carried Chu Qin home.

"Don't you hate this kind of social engagement today?" Zhong Yibin put a seat belt on Chu Qin and took the opportunity to kiss the corner of his mouth, which was still bent.

"Well, Mr. Song is very interesting. Last time he was like meeting him at the grand ceremony. Unfortunately, he didn't have the chance. Mr. Yu is also very good and can chat with you." Chu Qin said with a smile. In fact, it was mainly because he saw Zhong Yibin and Yu Tang playing together, his mind became clearer and he became more motivated. He felt very relieved.

Compared with Zhong Yibin and other friends, Yu Tang is simply the sewer of the top of the pagoda in the thirty-third level of heaven and the eighteenth level of hell. The difference is not a small part.

"Then I will make friends like Yu Tang from now on." Zhong Yibin listened happily as Chu Qin praised his friends, feeling like he was praising him. Last time he played with Wu Wan and those people, although those people were also very enthusiastic, it made him feel heartbroken for several days.

Chu Qin was stunned for a moment, looked up at Zhong Yibin with bright eyes, like a big dog that picked up a ball and wagged his tail at him. He couldn't help but smile, and reached out to rub the furry pin-sized head: "Okay."

Zhong Yibin was touched by his head, and he was even happier. He rubbed his palms proudly, humming a small song and stepped on the accelerator. Jili Gulu's music sounded a little familiar, but it sounded like Yue Ben's language.

"What kind of song is this?" Chu Qin asked him curiously.

"I'll sing the Chinese version for you, guess!" Zhong Yibin sang with a smile, "Look at the sky, look at the stars, look at the universe! The red sun came from that place..."

Chu Qin was confused when he heard this. He had never heard this lyrics, but the song was very familiar.

"Oh, why are you so stupid!" Zhong Yibin curled his lips, threw away the steering wheel, crossed his hands, and shouted, "Tyro, Ultraman!"

"Damn it, can you still leave?" The car behind honked the horn, and the middle-aged uncle who was driving stretched out his head and scolded him loudly.

Zhong Yibin turned around and saw that the red light in front had turned green, so he could have left long ago, so he quickly stepped on the accelerator.

"Puff--" Chu Qin couldn't help laughing, "Ultraman, do you also have to obey the traffic light?"

"That's of course," Zhong Yibin proudly raised his chest and stretched his hand forward, "A just warrior is a good boy who abides by the law!"

Then, because the car speed was too slow, the uncle behind him was overtaken by the uncle, and the uncle stretched his head and glanced at him: "Damn it's mentally retarded."
Chapter completed!