Protocol Refinement [Wearing the Book]

Ji Linge still didn't know what Shen Cizhou was thinking, otherwise he would have to find a wormhole to go back to the past and slap himself.

He also shook his little feet leisurely twice, and asked Shen Cizhou: "By the way, you said that before the official holiday, we still have something to do? What is it?"

Shen Cizhou was restless, and replied without thinking too much: "Go to my two factories to see, the price of raw materials has risen recently, I am afraid that in order to reduce costs, the workers' protection will be deducted..."

The shaking feet stopped, and Ji Linge hesitated, "Your... two factories?"

Shen Cizhou: "Well..."

"So, what kind of work-study young master who rents a house..." Ji Linge couldn't believe it, "It's fake?!"

Shen Cizhou: ...

He suddenly came back to his senses, with a guilty conscience, but he was full of momentum, and he was strong when he was unreasonable, "Fake... so what if it's fake? Then you have to pay back the money you owe me, and the money of the rich is also money." !"

Ji Linge was speechless, he was the one who was deceived, why is he so arrogant when he sinks the boat?

Forget it, I also have the share that I am used to, so what else can I do?

Just let it go.

When it landed in S Province, it was already dark. The man who came to pick him up was a man in his early 30s. His face was simple and steady, but his eyes were shining brightly, revealing a bit of shrewdness. When he saw Shen Cizhou, he hadn't opened his mouth yet. With a three-point smile.

"Cizhou!" He raised his hand in greeting.

"Brother Zhang, why did you come in person?" Shen Cizhou smiled and shook hands with him, "It's too much trouble for you."

"Hey, why, without you, I'm still a poor man in debt. It's my honor to drive a car for Mr. Shen." Zhang Jing saw the doll Shen Cizhou was holding, "Oh, I bought this It looks good, playing with my monkey is useless..."

Shen Cizhou: "...Well, Brother Zhang, the gift for Xiaojing is in the bag, and this is mine."

"Ah? Oh!!" Zhang Jing was not embarrassed, and opened the car door for him with a hearty smile, "It's a mistake, it's a mistake, but Cizhou, your doll is really unique, and you are wearing the same little clothes as you ,Quite good looking."

Ji Linge was sitting next to Shen Cizhou, and he appeared in the state of a "wandering soul". Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows triumphantly, "How is it, is it rare for you to recruit people?"

Shen Cizhou: ...

Rare, you disturbed vixen.

He looked sideways out of the window, leaving Ji Lingo with only one red ear.

Zhang Jing and Shen Cizhou have worked together for many years. Knowing Shen Cizhou's temper, he didn't force him to pick up the wind and wash away the dust. He sent him directly to the residence. Before leaving, he said in a babbling voice: "The house will be disturbed by someone every day. It's clean. , There are semi-finished products and fresh vegetables in the refrigerator, if you don’t like it, just order a takeaway... Okay, I will stop nagging, let’s go first, you have a good rest, and I will ask my assistant to pick you up tomorrow morning. "

Shen Cizhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Seeing that he was going to be endless, he quickly interrupted the spellcasting, "Brother Zhang, after becoming a father, you have become more and more careful."

"If you want to say I'm nagging, just say so." Zhang Jing chuckled, "Okay, then I'm leaving."

As soon as the door was closed, there was only one person, one baby, and a "ghost" floating around in the room.

Ji Linge visited this small villa near the lake, and finally floated to Shen Cizhou's side, "Mr. Shen, please take care of me. I can fight and warm the bed."

Shen Cizhou knew that some boys would also make this kind of joke with their friends, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed if he didn't care. He took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, and while he was sobering up, he asked Ji Lingo: "You What do you think of Zhang Jing?"

When talking about business, Ji Linge also became serious. He sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed, and he thought for a while before speaking, "It's hard to say, after all, it's the first time I've seen him... If what I say can be arranged in advance, other Subconscious small habits are not easy to change, and I feel like a safe person."

"It's really safe, but sometimes he cares too much about feelings." Shen Cizhou frowned, "I liked him at the beginning, after all, I can't stay here all the time, the income has been getting higher and higher in the past two years, and the leadership squeezed in There are more and more people, just two small factories, everyone feels that their cakes are not big enough, and they have to cut a piece from the corner..."

"Hmm..." Ji Lingo blinked, squinting his dark purple eyes slightly, looking at Shen Cizhou who was holding a goblet and sipping wine, his eyes flickered on his stained lips, "Zhang Jing I'm used to singing bad faces, but this time you're here to sing red faces? It doesn't look like it."

"Knock, knock, if Zhang Jing can't make up his mind to rectify..." Shen Cizhou shook the cup, staring at the dark red wine slowly sliding down behind the wall, "then I have to consider parting ways, and I can't tie myself up. Go to a sinking ship..."

He is shrewd and frank, and will not make people feel like a philistine.

When he said this, there was a faint smile on the corners of his upturned lips, and his eyes were sly like a kitten hunched over in the shadows, trying to pounce on its prey.

Ji Lingo's fingers resting on his knees curled up, an unbearable itch spread from his heart to his back, his throat was a little dry, not only wanted to drink the wine in Shen Cizhou's glass, but also wanted it on his lips.

What's more terrible is that he watched Shen Cizhou's bright red tongue flick, and rolled the little wine into his lips.

Ji Linge: ...

He was dying of thirst.

After drinking two or three cups, the depression in Shen Cizhou's heart settled a lot. He didn't want to eat at first, but Ji Linge said he was hungry, so he fried a bamboo shoot with bacon and warmed up two quick-frozen quicksand buns.

It was only when Shen Cizhou was taking a shower that he remembered that Ji Linge didn't even have a "stomach", so he couldn't be hungry, maybe he just wanted him to eat.

"Really..." He murmured in the mist, "Why don't you marry me..."

This single-family small villa facing the lake is Shen Cizhou's own real estate. He only bought it for a year. He rarely comes here. It's not as good as the narrow apartment in Room N. Zhang Jing probably bought it according to his taste. The nightgown, made of dark blue and nearly purple silk, was still smooth, and Shen Cizhou held it up for a long time.

He brought his own pajamas, but he forgot to take them into the bathroom, and only took clean boxers, and he didn't want to wear dirty clothes again, so he had to make do with these things.

He really didn't want to wear the matching silk shorts, anyway, the nightgown was long enough, so he just went back quickly to get a set of clothes.

Shen Cizhou wiped his hair, pushed open the door of the bathroom in the master bedroom, and saw Ji Linge sitting by the bed, almost slipped and fell onto the carpet.

He has known for a long time that Ji Lingo has a good figure. The inverted triangle figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist is very suitable for this kind of clothes with excellent drape. The color is bright but not as bright as his eyebrows and eyes. The warm orange light of the floor lamp is on the bridge of his nose. The boundary between light and dark is separated, and the dark purple eyes are covered by a few strands of damp hair, looking over vaguely.

"Small boat." He leaned forward slightly, "The taste is good."

Shen Cizhou's eyes silently slid across his slender neck, and landed on the tattoo of the same style as his on his collarbone, and then on the half-covered chest muscles...

The belt cinched his strong waist, and the man also had slender legs overlapping.

Shen Cizhou coughed, turned his gaze away hastily, and said to himself: Don't keep male virtues! !

He was going to look for pajamas with bare feet, and he always felt that his nose was a bit uncomfortable. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed that Ji Linge's face was a little strange, and subconsciously reached out his hand to touch his nose, "What's wrong..."

He silently stared at the wet red color of his fingertips.

Ji Linge: "Xiao Chuaner, you have a nosebleed."

Shen Cizhou:! ! !

He covered his nose in a hurry, raised his chin to avoid dripping on the carpet, reached out to touch the tissue on the small table, and pressed it on his nose.

Ji Linge floated over, wanted to help but couldn't touch the real thing, looked at Shen Cizhou helplessly for a while, and comforted the command in a low voice, "Don't look up, sit down, press the nose with the hand on the same side, I'll help Get an ice pack..."

Shen Cizhou wanted to lift the carpet and get in, his cheeks and ears were as red as ripe peaches, and his brain was down for a moment, thinking that Ji Lingo couldn't touch the ice pack.

But the doll Ji Linge can.

The male vixen disappeared, and the doll lying on the bed got up, and Qiuqiu slid down nimbly while grabbing the sheet, and ran out of the bedroom wearing a baggy little nightgown. Shen Cizhou didn't even have time to stop him.

He wondered if Ji Wa could open the refrigerator, and if he opened the refrigerator, he could open the drawer...

But he needs to calm down now, even if he doesn't see Ji Linge for a while, he just let the little boy toss about.

Shen Cizhou covered his face.

It's too embarrassing, where can I buy a ticket to Mars, he has to escape from the earth overnight.

But Ji Linge came back very quickly, dragged the ice pack and ran over, stepped on the strap of the nightgown when he got close, and staggered himself, the "×" on the doll's chest was exposed.

Shen Cizhou: ...

He couldn't help but want to laugh, embarrassed to pretend not to see, and reached out to pick up both the doll and the ice pack.

"Cough..." Ji Linge pulled his little hand, and pulled his nightgown tightly, "Where's the towel for wiping your hair? Wrap it and put it on your forehead."

Shen Cizhou did as he said, and the bedroom fell silent for a while.

After a while, Shen Cizhou said, "The sky is too dry."

Ji Linge suppressed a smile, "Well, indeed."

……

The bleeding stopped, and after the episode, Shen Cizhou was finally able to sleep. The unique nightgown was stained with blood and was sent into the laundry basket.

The doll, Ji Linge, sat on the bench opposite the bed, holding her feet with her two ball-shaped hands, her eyebrows drooped in grievance, "Chuan'er, he can't blame me for this, can he? The sky is too dry, you Don't make me angry?"

Shen Cizhou: ...

He turned over and wrapped the air-conditioning quilt tightly, leaving Ji Lingo with a curled up back.

Looking at the pink ear hidden in the stubble, Ji Lingo couldn't help laughing out loud.

When the moonlight condensed outside the window, and the broken silver poured all over the floor, Ji Linge floated out of the doll's body soundlessly, onto the boat, and lay on his side looking at Shen Cizhou's quiet face.

Xiao Chuan'er's eyelashes are very long, casting a shadow, and there is a red mark pressed by a finger on the bridge of her straight nose.

"Tsk..." Ji Linge rubbed the red mark with his fingers vaguely, and muttered softly, "Hit yourself so hard..."

He raised his arm, thought for a moment and lowered it.

Can't hug the boat yet.

……

Shen Cizhou's factory is in the industrial park on the outskirts of City S. Zhang Jing's assistant came to pick him up in the morning and brought him breakfast.

After dinner, Shen Cizhou took out the three-piece suit that he had prepared, frowning and looking like he didn't really want to wear it.

In this weather, it is really hot to wear a suit, but the saying that people rely on clothes is very reasonable. Although Shen Cizhou will not be caught by a group of small businessmen, it may be better to change into a "professional" dress. He can get twice the result with half the effort, but it's not like he can't bear it.

When he put it on, he noticed that the color of this suit was very similar to that of Ji Lingo's hair, dark gray and almost black with dark grid pattern.

Hmm, it doesn't seem that hot either.

When he came out of the cloakroom, he happened to see Ji Linge basking in the sun, standing with his back to him, looking out with his hands on the balcony. The slim suit showed his waistline perfectly, and the proportion was admirable.

Some people dress meticulously, such as Shen Cizhou.

And some people, even if the button is buttoned to the last, there are still hormones that are ready to move all over their bodies, as if they are always silently inviting something.

For example, Season Fox.

Sure enough, sexual attraction is the most primitive instinct of human beings, and it is engraved in human DNA before love occurs.

Shen Cizhou, who found out that he might be a dog, quickly found an excuse and called Ji Linge downstairs.

Zhang Jing's assistant originally had a good attitude, but his tone of voice was more like an elder caring for his younger generation. He was seven or eight years older than Shen Cizhou, and he subconsciously thought that this student angry young master was using money from his family to make a living. For investment, I happened to meet such a capable person as Zhang Jing.

But after Shen Cizhou, who was flipping through the report on the way, asked a few sharp questions, his attitude became more correct, and his words became more cautious.

When Shen Cizhou got out of the car, he couldn't help reminding him in a low voice, "That... Mr. Shen, don't hold the doll, it's a bit... detrimental to the image."

Shen Cizhou: ...

Subconsciously, he hugged that cute little thing in a small suit.

He put the doll back in the back seat of the car, and told him seriously, "Lock the car, and don't let anyone touch my things."

Assistant: "...Okay."

When Shen Cizhou arrived, Zhang Jing waited for him outside the door with a group of people. Some people had never seen Shen Cizhou before.

too young.

These people wrote contempt on their faces, which made Shen Cizhou feel good.

It's better than hiding a knife in a smile, and the city is deep.

The meeting lasted all morning, and when this group of people came out of the conference room, the smiles on their faces could hardly be held back, and the backs of their shirts were covered with sweat marks.

"What does Mr. Shen mean? Didn't you say that the company cannot force buybacks?"

"Didn't you understand? He and Zhang Jing are going to work separately. If we don't agree to sell part of it, he will do it alone..."

"Then, isn't he willing to pay the annual dividends?"

"Look at his young master playing with tickets, doesn't he seem reluctant? Is there a diamond on the tie clip, such a big diamond!"

Shen Cizhou who just came out with his tie loose: ...

A group of people scattered like birds and beasts, and Shen Cizhou touched his cuff buttons amusedly, and said to Ji Linge in a low voice: "This is a rhinestone. It was a handicraft given by the restaurant owner who hired me when I left country F."

"Maybe they are ignorant, maybe..." Ji Linge smiled, "Is it because my boat looks 'expensive'?"

Standing behind Shen Cizhou, he watched the group of people inside go from smirking and arguing to being furious, and then to quiet down. Shen Cizhou didn't even stand up from the beginning to the end. He didn't talk much, and his tone was always calm and very A kind of calm and calm with four or two strokes.

"Xiao Chuaner, have you ever studied negotiation?" Ji Linge asked casually, "You're so professional and so handsome that my heart beats faster..."

Shen Cizhou paused.

It's a little strange, he really didn't learn it, but he would subconsciously feel that it was taught to him by his grandfather, but when his grandfather passed away, he was only 14 years old.

Zhang Jing hurriedly chased him out, he was startled by Shen Cizhou's refusal to give an inch, his phone was about to explode at this moment, and he dragged Shen Cizhou into the tea room again.

After such a delay, it was past lunch time after finishing the business. Shen Cizhou ate in the staff cafeteria and went to the factory workshop in the afternoon.

After finishing his business all day without stopping, Shen Cizhou declined the invitations of several people to treat him to dinner, and asked his assistant to take him to a famous local food street.

The sun was shining all afternoon, and the small body of the cotton doll was full of warm sunshine. Shen Cizhou couldn't hold it back, and took a sip while holding the doll.

"Hey..." Ji Linge raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, "I agreed to take me out for vacation, but I didn't bother to talk to me all day, it's really sad."

Shen Cizhou ignored his sudden drama addiction and snorted, "What are your plans after exchanging your body? It's okay if the world consciousness gives you an identity, but if you become a black household that appears out of thin air, you need to apply for an identity certificate First of all, there is a difficult problem. I want to help you get a relationship to open an account, which requires money. If you can’t find a job for the time being, you need money for food and lodging with me..."

He glanced at the end of his black-stained eyes, "If you don't make money, how can you raise a big dog like you?"

His brows and eyes faded from the coldness and alienation in the lingering smoke and fire in the snack street, and they were vivid like a bouquet of enthusiastically blooming flowers. He didn't even realize that in the passage just now, he had already planned Ji Lingo into the future.

Loving someone is impossible to hide.

Ji Linge looked down at him for a long time.

"Actually, I thought about going back to the interstellar era." He said slowly.

Shen Cizhou almost missed the coconut he just bought. He had been busy all day, and his body temperature was about to freeze at this moment. The noises around him gradually disappeared, and he could even hear his own rapid heartbeat.

"Want... want to go back?" He forced a smile, then cleared his blocked throat, "Yes, if you can go back...the era of the stars is more attractive."

"I said 'I thought about it'." Ji Linge approached, originally to tease him, but seeing that he really misunderstood and regretted his stupidity, "I don't want to now, you said that the household registration is difficult, why don't you let me be a black household Alright...so you can hide me, and no one will know."

Shen Cizhou: ...

He blinked blankly, the petty bourgeoisie who was fighting Confucianism in the afternoon is like a cat just waking up.

"Or, you can fill in me on your account." Ji Linge smiled, "Just write brother or..."

He blinked meaningfully, and there were no stars in his nebula-like eyes, only a lone star.

Shen Cizhou: ...

or what?Is that what he thought?

But, isn't Ji Linge disgusted by this?

Is it a test?Did Ji Linge see that he had other plans?

Shen Cizhou wanted to take a sip of coconut juice to calm his shock, but he choked on the coconut juice again, coughing and blushing.

"Don't worry!" He raised his wet eyes and looked at Ji Linge firmly: "I will not write you in my household registration book, you are always free, if you are willing to stay, our The relationship couldn't be simpler, I am... I am your creditor!"

Ji Linge: ...

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Debt what?what Lord?Or did he hear wrong?Is it actually "gold master"?Xiao Chuaner wants to have a gold play with him?

He stood still and asked blankly, "Maybe we can go a step further?"

Shen Cizhou was very vigilant, "Okay, after you pay back the money, you will be my brother."

Ji Linge: ...

Damn, what is the wrong step? ! !

He gave up thinking and wanted to hit a straight ball and forget it, so he heard Shen Cizhou say: "In short, you don't have a body yet, so don't think too much."

because this?

Ji Linge thought for a while, then nodded his approval, "That's true, but your 'thinking too much' is too painful, right?"

Shen Cizhou:? ? ?

Who is it?Isn't that true?

The signal connection failed, just like reading questions on the same Chinese paper, the two filled the answer sheet eloquently, feeling that they understood the intention of the question maker...

The last person has a big zero egg.

Holding the doll in his arms, Shen Cizhou pinpointed a crayfish restaurant in the snack street. The shop was small, but the tables, chairs and benches were clean, and there were a few people sitting on stools at the door and queuing.

"I've been to this restaurant with Zhang Jing before. Although it's not a big place, the boss cooks delicious food." Shen Cizhou asked Ji Linge guilty: "Come and eat later? It's really delicious."

Relying on Shen Cizhou's memory, Ji Linge remembered the appearance of the crayfish, and said with some hesitation: "Why do I think that thing looks like a Zerg B-rank soldier? Well, the difference in color and shape is a bit far."

Shen Cizhou: "Huh?"

"Soldier bugs are black and purple and weigh more than ten tons..." Ji Linge described: "Ion cannons are hung on the carapace, and s8 metal blades are added to the pliers... If humans have not evolved spiritual power to drive mechas, There is no chance of winning against them.”

Shen Cizhou looked at the crowd in line.

Ok……

With more than ten tons of super crayfish, everyone no longer has to queue up.

After eating half of the spicy crayfish, Shen Cizhou's cell phone rang, and the call notification displayed: Shen Yingzhi.

Ji Linge held up his glove covered in red oil, and clicked his tongue in disgust, "Are you going to take it?"

"No." Shen Cizhou said, "We'll talk after you finish eating."

As we all know, crayfish is a delicacy that takes time to eat. When Shen Cizhou answered the phone, Shen Yingzhi had already waited for more than 40 minutes, and the mentality that was about to explode had been forced to cool down.

Listening to his heavy panting on the phone, Shen Cizhou said indifferently, "Brother, what do you do?"

This sentence of "brother" successfully aroused Shen Yingzhi's anger. On the other side of the phone, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Why do you have the face to call me brother? Shen Cizhou, why don't you die?"

Shen Cizhou hung up the phone directly, because the action was fast enough, the -2 didn't come and pop up in time.

Holding the doll, he strolled around the food street for a while. There was also a small band performing in the square. The lead singer was a little handsome, so Shen Cizhou couldn't help but take a second look.

Ji Linge immediately said that he sang better than the singer, so he hummed several wild star folk songs to Shen Cizhou.

When he hummed, his voice was like the wind passing through the wilderness, with a sense of desolation and sadness that pop music does not have. Shen Cizhou liked it very much, and sincerely made a suggestion: "Brother Ji, you can be a star, with good appearance and talent. , um, you are also good at acting."

Ji Linge: "No way, the money comes too fast, and the debt will be paid off soon, so how can we continue to play money."

Shen Cizhou:? ? ?

You vixen, you have some color on you.

An hour later, Shen Cizhou, who was tired from shopping, found a movie theater and bought two tickets. While sitting in the rest area eating popcorn, he slowly picked up Shen Yingzhi's number 20.

"Let's talk after you think about it." Shen Cizhou bit the popcorn, as if making food for Shen Yingzhi, "I'm going to watch a movie now, if you hang up, you'll have to wait for more than two hours."

Shen Yingzhi: ...

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