rebirth of the nasty

Zhu He accompanied his mother, who was still in a coma, in the county hospital.He quietly held his mother's hand where no needles had been inserted, and looked at the pale face filled with the exhaustion of half his life. His mood was not like the hesitation when he first heard the news of his serious illness, but was extraordinarily peaceful.

In this ward, there is no online negative energy that he has been exposed to the most, and there is no intrigue of the company's Internet celebrities, only the closest people in the world.Even though there was another patient across the curtain, the square inch of space inside the curtain gave him the illusion of returning to the inside of the mother's body. He couldn't help but fell into a coma, and fell asleep on his stomach on the side of the hospital bed.

And the mobile phone in the backpack, which was still turned off, ruthlessly rejected a call two thousand kilometers away.

"Fuck, I still don't answer."

Ge Lingyun, who was two thousand kilometers away, cursed in a low voice, and threw the phone aside.

These days, Ge Lingyun called Zhu He at least [-] times.At first he was still reserved, and only hit one in a whole day; but the horseshoes of time were running, and his mood became more and more uncontrollable.At first, he was able to lie to himself only because he couldn't get used to the lack of an opponent who could fight against him for a while, but now, he also understood that during the half year of entanglement, his feelings for this person had already been like dripping water from the eaves As if, he had already penetrated the obstructive stone in his heart, leaving only a hole that could not be filled.

So he conceded defeat: yes, the young master fell on this naughty fox.

But the disappearance of Zhu He made him who wanted to make peace feel at a loss like a lamb who sneaked out of the flock of sheep greedy for delicious grass but lost his way.He was dizzy and unwilling to admit defeat, trying to find the pasture, but the road in front of him was not right at all.He had to stop and wait, waiting for the shepherd who would wave a whip at him to find him.

"Tut, duk." The sudden knock on the door interrupted Ge Lingyun's thoughts. He glanced at the door angrily, and was about to scold the blind man, but found that it was the family who opened the door. The loyal old housekeeper, Uncle Wang.No matter how generous he is, he knows how to measure it. Moreover, Uncle Wang treated him very well since he was a child, so he swallowed the anger that was about to spit out.

"Master, the master told you to go to the study."

Ge Lingyun responded, and was about to get up and follow, suddenly remembered that he had just helped Jin Muyun do something bad, and felt a little guilty for a moment, so he put on a lovable smile and asked: "Hey, Uncle Wang, what, how did the old man feel when he came to me just now, are you not angry?"

Hearing the string sound, Uncle Wang understood the elegant meaning, and immediately realized that his young master had committed a crime again. However, seeing Ge Lingyun's obedient appearance, although he felt helpless, he recalled it seriously, then shook his head, and changed from a formulaic tone to an elder's speech. The younger generation's concern: "Should not be, it's no different from usual, don't worry, after all, you are the master's child, even if you did something wrong, as long as it's not too big, it's about the same as usual, just apologize, I won't embarrass you."

Hearing that, Ge Lingyun made sense, and the old man didn't get angry when he stabbed so many things in the past; besides, even if he really provoked the old man so much that he wanted to whip his ass with a belt, at worst, he would ask his two sisters to help persuade him, and he would not be too angry. Nowhere to be miserable, he immediately felt relieved, and his steps to the study were a little brisk.

But when he came to the door of the study, Ge Lingyun still felt a little guilty, but Uncle Wang next to him didn't know that he was conflicted in his heart, so he dutifully knocked on the door for him, then turned and left.With a low sigh, Ge Lingyun reluctantly walked in and closed the door.

Mr. Ge usually has the image of Maitreya Buddha outside, but he still likes to establish a majestic image at home. When he heard the knock on the door, he guessed that it was his disappointing "big cotton trousers". He immediately calmed his expression and sat upright.

However, after all, he is a person who is used to laughing, and he is not very serious when he is serious.So when Ge Lingyun looked over, he felt a little more at ease.

"Dad, what do you need from me?" Ge Lingyun walked up to Mr. Ge with a smile and sat down.

Mr. Ge deliberately made a bearded and staring expression: "Hey, where is the wind blowing here today to bring our busy people here?"

"Hey, Dad, we know that people don't speak dark words, so if you have anything to advise, just say it." Seeing that the old man still has the leisure to gossip with him, Ge Lingyun's heart is completely relieved: it seems that the problem is really not big.

"I said, the two older sisters on your head are obediently being your father and my little padded jackets, and I don't ask you to be my big padded pants like them-I feel panicked, but you are such an adult, Can't you be more peaceful? Your old man and I are both going to retire, can you save me some trouble? My little ancestor!"

Ge Lingyun smiled half-truthfully and said: "Look, I'm doing this for you, too? It's because you're not very old, so you just want to retire and enjoy leisure. A bunch of dutiful sons and virtuous grandchildren must not cry to death! I also have to be this villain for you and my sister! "

Mr. Ge didn't expect his son to choke back like this, so he said angrily on the spot: "Well, I can't say no to you, but the thing you recruited this time is no better than before. The mess in the Meng family is as messy as eight-treasure porridge. Even if you don’t want to get involved, you still dare to go into the muddy water, don’t overturn the pot and scald your whole body!”

Upon hearing this, Ge Lingyun became curious: "It seems that you know a lot about his family? Let me know, we are not outsiders."

Mr. Ge glared at him: "Now that you know you're not an outsider, why do I think you've already turned your elbow out?"

Seeing Ge Lingyun's "hehe" smirk with an idiotic expression on his face, Mr. Ge no longer wanted to get angry with him, and instead told him the secrets of the past.

After hearing this, Ge Lingyun sighed: Damn, this Meng family's affairs are too bloody, and the boss who is now an official has killed his little nanny, and he is a brother-in-law, just like a wealthy family What a bloody show!

After listening to the old gossip, he asked casually: "Did the babysitter's child hit him?"

Mr. Ge didn't expect to hear such a question, and he was stunned for a while before he said: "I don't know, but I haven't seen this person since then, and I don't know if he was sent somewhere secretly or just disappeared. If it's a fluke They are all alive, and the child is now 30 years old."

Ge Lingyun nodded, and couldn't help thinking wildly: 30 years old, isn't that about the same as Zhu He... Stop, stop, stop, he's finished playing, and he can think of everything about that fox.

Let's talk about Jinshi.The book written by Fang Zijin has already started printing. According to Zhu He's plan, he promotes the lottery draw every day, trying to maintain the popularity, and his career as an Internet celebrity is step by step.Moreover, Zhu He had already greeted Shui Jun, and the first place on the "New Books List You Want to Read Most" had already been reserved.

According to the statistics of the system, the number of people who want to buy his books on Weibo has reached five figures. Although this number is far from the best-selling author, it is already considered a good number for a newcomer.Moreover, according to the systematic analysis, many of the people who intend to buy books are in the "word circle".Usually, the Weibo of these word circle bloggers is just excerpted sentences. If they read Fang Zijin's book, they will also give feedback on the Weibo according to their habits, which is equivalent to spontaneous publicity.Although the excessive publicity at certain times tends to make a very small number of people dislike the product due to rebellious psychology, but most of the rest will become interested in it because of the herd mentality.

Some time ago, Fang Zijin's desk was moved to a special "assistant office". Since then, except for handing over documents, he rarely sees Jin Muyun. "Condescend" to come.

After tossing and turning last night, Jin Muyun actually figured it out: avoiding Fang Zijin all the time, deliberately alienating, is not a good prescription; what's more, he is now faintly showing signs of "terminal illness", instead of blindly seeking "medicine", it is better to die drunk Paint, let loose for a while.Fortunately, he has enough strength to withstand this "willful and selfish" tiger-wolf medicine.

However, before pushing open the door, Jin Muyun felt nervous for a rare moment.He thought about it distractedly, the moment when his mood fluctuated the most in the past six months has always been connected with Fang Zijin in various ways, and he couldn't help sighing secretly: It seems that he has been planted in this pit for a long time.

When Fang Zijin heard the knock on the door, he subconsciously shouted "Come in", but when he looked up, he realized that it was Jin Muyun. He was stunned for a moment and shouted in a daze, "Brother."

Fang Zijin couldn't hide the surprise in Fang Zijin's tone, Jin Muyun naturally noticed it, and he pulled the corner of his lips: "Well, let me see if you are still used to working here."

As soon as the words fell, both of them realized the deja vu in this scene at the same time: Not long after Jin Muyun asked this question last time, Fang Zijin was asked to move to his office.

So what about this time?Fang Zijin was a little dazed.

Jin Muyun probably also felt a little embarrassed, so he changed the subject and said, "I heard from Luo Qingyuan that the company's restaurant just released a new dish, and it's not bad. Shall we try it together at noon?"

Recently, I have gotten used to the indifference of the other party. When I first saw Jin Muyun taking the initiative to show weakness, Fang Zijin was surprised and swelled, and said in a tone: "Yo, I was invited to Xuan Pavilion, but now I am downgraded to the cafeteria." ?” He understands that he is making trouble out of no reason, but it is rare to see the other party bow his head, if he does not take advantage of the verbal advantage now, when will he wait.

Jin Muyun is not an irritable person, and he understands that Fang Zijin's choking is just venting his grievances during this period, so he did not respond directly, but smiled, stepped forward two steps, leaned over and touched The opponent's hair top.

This action, which can only appear between two people who are intimate, eased the originally somewhat stalemate atmosphere.Fang Zijin pursed her lips and did not speak, as if she was really soothed by this smooth movement.

"This month's salary has not been paid yet, and money is a bit tight, so I can only feel wronged for the time being." The "difficulty" on his face is very sincere, as if his big boss really has empty wallets and is worried about eating.

Fang Zijin looked at the other party in surprise when he heard the words, and it was strange to see Jin Muyun's eyes open and talking nonsense: Sure enough, people are fickle animals. They used to be tall at the front, but now they are so proficient in bending over and bowing their heads. ah?

In fact, Jin Muyun's rhetoric that "the restaurant introduces new dishes" is true, but no matter how delicious the company's food is, it is impossible for them to like the food that Wang Yuan has cooked in Jin's house for so many years.However, there were still about ten minutes before the off-duty time, and the two "high-level executives" still left early in such a grandiose manner, each went to get the food, and then found a clean table in the corner of the empty restaurant and sat down.

"Have a chat?"

Seemingly surprised that Fang Zijin was so deep, Jin Muyun paused when he picked up the chopsticks: "Why, what's the matter?"

Fang Zijin's deepness just now was just an addiction to the tone, but now that the other party took it seriously, he couldn't pretend anymore, coughed, and asked the system what to do.

The system sincerely suggested: "Why don't you try that mind-reading tool 'Careful Psychology'."

Fang Zijin shook his head immediately when he thought of the string of zeros that the prop required.

But he was used to communicating with the system when he was alone, and now that he had Jin Muyun by his side, he forgot it for a while, so Jin Muyun noticed the frowning and shaking his head just now.

"If it's difficult, why not tell me and see if I can help you."

Hearing Jin Muyun's sincere proposal, Fang Zijin realized that his expression just now had been seen, and couldn't help but slander in his heart when he was annoyed: Some time ago, he ignored people for no reason, but now he has become a good brother.

But now he really can't figure out how sincere Jin Muyun's words are - even if he didn't see the other party get angry just now, it doesn't prove that Jin Muyun is as bad-tempered now as before.So he thought about picking something related to himself and related to his expression just now: "It's like this, the internet celebrity agent you asked Assistant Luo to find for me before, he lost contact."

Jin Muyun naturally knew that the other party was talking about Zhu He—but he didn't know that he was reminded by Ge Lingyun two days ago, and it was impossible for him to forget so quickly, so he raised his eyebrows and said: "Before losing contact, he had a relationship with you. Have you contacted him?" At first I thought I couldn't help Ge Lingyun, but I didn't expect Fang Zijin to talk about it, so maybe I can repay the favor by the way.

Fang Zijin shook his head: "No, but someone will continue to take over my affairs. It is estimated that he has arranged everything before he voluntarily lost contact."

Jin Muyun nodded and said soothingly: "Maybe he just has something to leave temporarily, and he will contact you when the matter is settled, don't worry."

Fang Zijin pursed her lips, not paying attention, but now there seemed to be no other way but to wait optimistically as Jin Muyun said.

But what did Zhu He do?

[The author has something to say]:

Give the deputy cp a shot~