The boss is holding me by picking up trash

After the car was running smoothly, Jing Sui let go of Yao Yicheng, who slowly sat upright, looking at him secretly while arranging his clothes.

"You are like this," Jing Sui glanced at him, and found that this person was actually taller than himself when he was sitting upright, which made him pause, "Running outside alone? No one to take care of you?"

Yao Yicheng looked at the driver: "He brought me here."

"Hey," Jing Sui yelled at the back of the driver's head, "Your boss is blocked, don't you care?"

"Hehe," the driver laughed, "He only paid the pick-up fee, but not the protection fee."

Yao Yicheng grabbed Jing Sui's arm, and the latter didn't say anything more.

The situation seemed a bit complicated, Jing Sui thought for a while and said, "Find a place to put me down, you can do whatever you want."

"Wait," Yao Yicheng moved closer, looking at him expectantly, "I'm here to find you."

Jing Sui raised his eyebrows, remembering his undisguised eyes in the crowd, he looked at Yao Yicheng again, and asked, "What do you want from me?"

"Please..." Yao Yicheng lowered his head hesitantly, but quickly raised his head again as if making up his mind, and said urgently, "Please marry me!"

...?

Jing Sui paused, and it took several seconds to barely open his mouth, but finally closed it again.

It's not that he was speechless, but he was afraid that what he said would make Yao Yi's symptoms worse.

Jing Sui glanced at the rearview mirror, wanting to secretly ask the driver, his son, or the employer if there is any hidden illness.

Yao Yicheng took a look at his face, and hit the iron in the cold: "Please listen to me, Mr. Jing, only marrying you can save me!" He was generous, then downcast, "Actually, I am not as good as people see Bright and beautiful, although I was born in a wealthy family, but I am just an outcast from a wealthy family..."

"..."

I heard a clichéd story from Yao Yicheng's repeated choking narration.

Yao Yicheng is the pre-marital son of the current head of the Yao family, the richest man in country C, Yao Jun. On the surface, Yao Jun only has one son, Yao Jiaxi, born to his legal wife, who is two years younger than Yao Yicheng.

Speaking of which, his status is not shameful. Yao Yicheng's mother was born out of wedlock, and Yao Jun had already cut off contact with his current wife before he married his current wife.

His mother died young, and Yao Yicheng has been living abroad with his grandfather, and his relationship with Yao Jun is not very good.

Grandpa passed away five years ago, and the conflict between the two parties intensified.

According to Yao Yi’s statement, his grandfather and mother left him a considerable amount of wealth. Because of this, Yao planned to mutilate his legs and trick him into returning to China for close monitoring.

"They arranged for this woman to marry me under the guise of making me happy." Yao Yicheng took out a folder from his side, opened it and handed it to Jing Sui, "In fact, it was to further control me and take away all my property .”

The first page of the folder is a photo and information of a woman. From Jing Sui's world view, her appearance and temperament belong to the female elite. Her resume is also very beautiful. She is a returnee employee of Yaojun Group.

Looks kind of like the real thing.

Jing Sui thought for a while, seeing Yao Yi's weak appearance, doubted: "Then it will be useful for you to find someone else to marry?"

"Don't worry," Yao Yi moved closer, and gently grabbed Jing Sui's cuff, "I have some friends to help, and marriage is inevitable, so it's better to find someone you can trust. After that, my accomplice and I... friends , will deal with this. If you are not at ease, we can sign an agreement, just need to do some superficial work, and, within the scope of my ability, I will try my best to help you do your thing. Your generous reward..."

After Jing Sui listened quietly, he was seriously curious: "Why didn't you call the police?"

This is his heartfelt call from a law-abiding citizen.

Yao Yicheng saw him looking at him as if he was looking for knowledge, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said equally seriously: "We haven't broken our face for the time being, the main reason is that I have no evidence and I am not an opponent yet. Marrying you is a very important plan to delay the attack..."

Yao Yicheng still wanted to try his best to persuade him, but Jing Sui interrupted him by raising his hand, then put his hand in his pocket, looked sideways and asked the biggest doubt in his heart: "Why me?"

Although it is a question, Jing Sui said it like a declarative sentence.

He felt that it was outrageous, so outrageous that it was suspicious, who would it be wrong to find him, who he had never met before and who was still a man?

Don't use the strategy of slowing down the army as the method of aggressive generals.

Yao Yi's eyes were deep, and he faltered: "I... I know you, Jing Sui, I thought you would need me too, I'm from Yao's family anyway."

Jing Sui was startled slightly, his eyes flickered.

If Yao Yicheng hadn't reminded him of his situation, indeed, a skinny camel was bigger than a horse, and Yao's family was the richest man in country C, so what he gave was probably exactly what he needed, and he could hardly make ends meet.

After a brief silence, Jing Sui knocked on the window frame: "Stop."

Yao Yicheng frowned imperceptibly, and said to the driver, "Stop."

The car pulled over and stopped slowly, Jing Sui opened the car door and stared at the dim street lights through the glass, suddenly smiled, turned around and said casually: "Maybe you are right, but I am not a good choice, no matter how you look at it ? It’s not difficult for you to find someone else, there are more people who need you than me.”

Talking about getting out of the car and preparing to close the door, a hand squeezed out from the crack of the door just as it was about to close, Jing Sui hurriedly pulled it away, and in the back seat, Yao Yicheng could only reach this side with his inconvenient legs, and the documents in his hand Trembling slightly, he held it in front of him, and said cautiously: "It's hard for me to escape, next time I just listen to your answer, can you think about it again?"

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magic.

With a folder in his arms, Jing Sui finally let out a sigh after walking a long distance.

There will be self-study later, Jing Sui patted his face to wake up, swept a car on the side of the road, and planned to go back to school. When he arrived at the school gate, he was putting the car away. The surrounding students consciously shy away.

Even if Jing Sui pretended to be cool, he couldn't reach this level, so he turned around and walked towards the school gate as if he didn't see it.

But the other party found him, and he seemed to be calling his name loudly, and before Jing Sui could turn his head, he threw himself forward and hooked his shoulders: "I haven't seen you for a long time, my good brother."

"It's not that good." Jing Sui replied as calmly and calmly as possible.

Because it’s going to be self-study in the evening, and now it’s the peak time for returning to school. There are a lot of people at the entrance, but it’s amazing. The originally bustling people flow to them, but they are automatically diverted. People are aggrieved and squeezed tighter. Lower the volume, and the atmosphere resembles a classroom when the teacher says to call the roll.

Jing Sui felt his scalp go numb.

Apart from his own hard work, his reputation as a cool guy is really thanks to these three roommates for being able to stand in this school district.

The three are different from him, they are really cool roommates.

Sixth Middle School, male dormitory, 509.

They are well-known in this school district, and both good reviews and bad impressions have reached the extreme.On the basis that no one keeps his own law and order, one is a school bully, one is a wealthy son, one is the captain of the school team, and the other is a gangster leader, and the school bully seems to be incompatible with the others but is actually the "No. 1" title, it won't fall for three years.

Jing Sui wanted to say, the tumblers are them, and I am the good citizen who is pushed in the middle.

"How did you get out of the broken alley?" Jing Sui asked with his cool personality.

The small dilapidated alley next to No. [-] Middle School is deep and dark, with a unique dark temperament, and good students generally don't go there.

Jing Sui reminded, Geng Kaize remembered this: "Chen Min just came, we thought he was squatting on you, so we said to coax him away."

"Chen Min?"

Geng Zekai explained: "It's the experimental middle school who is in charge. Since the beginning of this year, he has been "consoling" each school, and whoever wants to convince him. We reckon that the lottery should go to our No. [-] Middle School. Sure enough, it will come today! "

Jing Suiluan, twitching the corners of his mouth boredly, did the demeanor of a seasoned big brother: "Are you gone? It seems to be easy to coax... Thank you brothers. See you next time, and tell him that I have served Yes, the five-body throwing kind."

A group of people burst out laughing.

They had just walked into the dormitory building at this moment, and Geng Kaize suddenly got excited: "Hey Chen Gete has a pattern, you know, I told him, I am obviously the boss, why are you looking for Jing Sui? Do you know what he said?"

Geng Kaize didn't need anyone else to answer and continued: "He said, you are at most a puppet emperor, and Jing Sui is the regent. Don't you think I don't know? Are you worth my shot?"

Jing Sui smiled again: "How do you say that?"

He Zhou and Chai Min started to laugh, and Geng Kaize spread his hands, obviously imitating Chen Min, his expression was completely stupefied, and he said excitedly and firmly: "Jing Sui is smart, he is the first in grade!"

The four entered the dormitory arguing, and Jing Sui drove Geng Kaize back to his bed while tidying up the desk: "The point is that you don't look very smart...I'll make a call."

He took out his mobile phone and walked out of the balcony. At this time, the twilight was all around, and only half of the sunset was left to reflect the clouds, and a bunch of them happened to hit the scene, making him completely out of tune with the desolate dusk, like a newborn god.

But God was not in the mood to preach, and his mind was all on the upcoming phone call, and he was a little nervous.

Jing Sui seldom contacted his parents by phone, and the two sides didn't communicate much at first, and mostly sent messages, but today's matter is very important and can't be delayed any longer.

Just now he found that there were two slips on his desk, a tuition payment slip for the next semester and a notification slip for the summer vacation Olympiad class. Now it's not sure, and the previous item is also a little bit uncertain.

very common.

He has no money.

Jing Sui has already gone out to earn money earlier than others, but in essence he is still a boy who spreads money.He is young and needs to learn, grow and invest in the future, not to mention the mortgage of a house at home, all relying on the little salary he earned from doing odd jobs in the entertainment industry.

It's all right now, the company has no choice but to go to Xuezang, and the whole family will go to drink northwest wind immediately.

But Jing Sui thought that although his parents usually rely on him to support him, there is always some savings, so he wanted to borrow it first.

When the mother's number was dialed, there were two beeps, and it turned to the shutdown reminder.

He hit again, still the same.I called my father and turned off the phone.

Jing Sui found it strange, but he still packed his things and went to study with his roommate at night. During the period, he borrowed different people's mobile phones to make calls, but the result was the same, that is to say, his parents really turned off the phone, at least for two hours.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and his roommate beckoned him to go with him. Jing Sui was getting up but felt the phone in his bag vibrate, so he waved his hand to let them go first, then walked to the empty flower bed alone, took out his phone and picked it up——

"Hey……"

"Brother Jing! Mr. Jing! I was wrong, I really know I was wrong!" The other side opened his mouth and screamed.

Jing Sui took the phone away, glanced at the caller ID and suddenly felt that he had hit a ghost.

The call was from the director who had blatantly fired him only a few hours earlier.

He turned down the volume before putting the phone back to his ear, and said from the bottom of his heart, "What the hell?"

The director's tone sounded not far from collapse, and he was crying: "I was wrong, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have fired you, not you! You! Please come back and act in my play!!"

Crazy?

Sick?

No matter what, Jing Sui didn't bother to play with him, he was as cool and handsome as before.

"roll."

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Nine days ago, circle of friends:

Yao Yicheng: I'm disabled, I pretended it. [Wheelchair with pictures]

Comment--

Yao Jiaxi: ...Brother, if you don't want to dance ballet, you don't have to use this method.

Zhang Wenxi: I don't believe it, unless I use a sledgehammer.

Rong Sheng: I hope people are okay [pray]