The scumbag can't hold back his tears [Quick Transmigration]

Ward.

The light is bright, the room is clean, and there are fresh flowers bouquets on the closets.

A slender man was sitting beside the hospital bed, wearing a high-end custom-made suit that could be seen at a glance, his straight legs trimmed by trousers were slightly bent, and his shiny crocodile leather shoes were stepping on, like heavy Step on people's hearts.

The man folded his hands and propped it in front of his tall nose, his stern gaze fell on the checklist handed over by the doctor standing in front of him.

"Isn't it normal?" The man said slowly, the power in his voice made people involuntarily fearful.

The doctor was shaking like autumn leaves, and he didn't even dare to raise his face to look at the man standing at the top of the pyramid, as if saying a wrong word would put the whole family in danger of losing their jobs. "Yes, yes... Your blood test shows that, You, you, you may have taken some kind of drug that is not good for your body..."

"What drug? What are the consequences?"

The doctor lowered his head lower and lower, "It's a new drug mixed with various ingredients... It hasn't appeared on the market yet, but it contains a certain amount of hallucinogenic ingredients, and, and..."

The doctor was still young, and he was about to cry as he spoke, as if he would never see the sunshine of tomorrow after finishing his words in one breath.

President Situ frowned coldly, and urged mercilessly, "What else?"

"There are also aphrodisiac ingredients..."

After one sentence, the doctor was on the verge of dying.

The CEO put his hand in front of the bridge of his nose slowly, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he waved to the doctor like an ant, "So that's it, I understand. You guys go out."

As if he had been ordered to survive, the doctor was relieved, and hurried away with a group of nurses.

As soon as the people went out, Qin Zheng hammered the bed, turned around and said coldly to Lin Moyu, "Don't you have anything to explain to me?!"

Never thought.

He saw the wrong person.

Qin Zheng originally thought that with Lin Moyu's temperament, he would never do such a thing as drugging himself.

But he was wrong.

Lin Moyu not only wanted to drug himself, but also made him drink the drug in the end.

How innocent is he? !

The cause and effect of prescribing the medicine became clear in Qin Zheng's mind.

He didn't drink anything last night, but drank a glass of wine from the waiter who was walking around around Lin Moyu.

No wonder that man was like iron meeting magnetism, circling back and forth beside Lin Moyu——

It turned out that he was not working hard, but waiting for Lin Moyu to drink the medicinal wine he had prepared!

But before Lin Moyu made up his mind, he cut off Hu.

Qin Zheng was heartbroken.

Lin Moyu came over, sat next to him, stretched out his hand, and slid his fingers into the hair on Qin Zheng's forehead, and slid it back a little bit, revealing Qin Zheng's forehead and his entire face, and then asked, "What do you want me to say?"

Qin Zheng felt that the distance between Lin Moyu and Lin Moyu was a bit too close for no reason, and moved back uncomfortably, "I know everything, don't try to hide it from me!"

Lin Moyu laughed and stared at him steadfastly, "What do you know? Just aphrodisiacs?"

In Qin Zheng's impression, Lin Moyu had never smiled at him, except for a superficial smile.

Qin Zheng's throat was dry, and his intuition was wrong, so he moved back again, "Isn't the aphrodisiac enough?"

Wei Yinzhuang lowered his eyes, and saw that the distance between the two had been separated by Situ Changting's efforts, and suddenly lost interest, he let go of the hand that went into Situ Changting's hair, stood up again, and walked a lot farther.

If Situ Changting hadn't inexplicably said that sentence yesterday.

He will make it to the end.

Do it until the person no longer wants it.

Because he wants to too.

Think, fiercely, again and again, to be him.

Until Situ Changting was speechless and had no energy to think about anything, only instinct remained.

He is not sober either.

Wei Yinzhuang sneered, walked towards the door, opened it, and asked with a side face, "Let's go?"

Qin Zheng was startled, and immediately stood up, in disbelief, "Are you leaving now?!"

Lin Moyu turned her head and turned her back to him, "If you don't go, then I'll go first."

How could there be such a brazen person? !

I have harmed the ignorant people who passed by, and caused serious consequences that have deeply hurt the ignorant people and can never be undone. Now that I have no explanation or apology, I am going to walk away in front of him? !

Qin Zheng raised his index finger behind Lin Moyu's back and warned, "I'll give you one last chance to explain. If you still want to confuse this matter, you will bear the consequences."

Wei Yinzhuang turned half of his body lazily, and looked at the president from head to toe, "I have nothing to explain."

The president's raised fingers trembled slightly, "Are you sure??!"

"determine."

The CEO sighed deeply, glanced at Wei Yinzhuang, and sighed deeply again, "Lin Moyu, I misread you."

"What did you read wrong..."

The president interrupted, categorically saying, "Let's go. If you don't want to admit that you drugged me, it's up to you. But I've already made it clear. Don't think you can hide it from me if you don't tell me."

Wei Yinzhuang was taken aback, turned back from the door, and squeezed the CEO's face with his hands. The CEO's soft skin was deformed under his hands, "Stupid, what did you think?"

Don't admit it.

Also curse.

It's so ugly to scold.

The president slapped Wei Yinzhuang's hand away, shook his head, stood up and patted Wei Yinzhuang's shoulder again, hesitant to speak, stopped, and then hesitant to speak, back and forth, only sighed "Be considerate of each other, little brother, please do it yourself Just don't bother me next time."

As soon as the words came out, the president lifted his foot and left the ward.

Once out of the ward.

Qin Zheng heard

"Ding, planting the drug to judge the completion of Lin Moyu's rescue is 50, and the final judgment is 50, and the multiplayer plot task will be passed."

After listening to a series, Qin Zheng didn't understand. '

03 "Yes."

Qin Zheng didn't believe it, 'what did I do yesterday, how did I get along? '

Through personal experience, Qin Zheng roughly figured out that once the task involves a multi-role plot, the judgment requirements will be greatly reduced-but yesterday he clearly did not do anything related to the original plot, how did he get along?

03 "In this plot point, the content related to you has a completion degree of 50, so it is passed."

Qin Zheng' You mean I saved Lin Moyu? '

03 "Lin Moyu saved you."

Qin Zheng'...'

He is a good person who provides one-stop service for defrauding people and saving others.

Discharged.

Qin Zheng was driven back to the front line of Situ Changting's work by 03.

The official affairs of Situ Changting's company are really annoying.

If Lin Nuannuan's mood could be more stable, Qin Zheng would rather face Lin Nuannuan every day and run into each other in every corner, rather than work in noblesse every day.

In the book, Situ Zhang Ting was obviously in love for 24 hours and couldn't extricate himself.

It doesn't make sense to work every day.

A few days later, Qin Zheng received another call from Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu's environment sounded noisy, and after 10 minutes of ineffective communication with him, Qin Zheng received another text message——

"Baojiang District, Hongqing Street, No. 1088."

an address.

Qin Zheng opened the satellite map and searched, and found that this address was in the most remote place in city b.

Qin Zheng stared at this place and its vicinity for a long time, then searched the Internet for famous scenic spots in Baojiang District.

Got nothing.

So Qin Zheng pressed a message back, "Why?"

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Qin Zheng received a reply letter, "Come here, bring your admission ticket."

where?

Where are the tickets?

where?

"bell bell"

Before I could figure it out, the internal line rang.

Qin Zheng picked up the phone, and there was Secretary Wang over there, "President, there is a mail from you, do you want me to send it for you?"

send -

"Send it up."

One minute later, Secretary Wang pushed the door open and walked in, with a cowhide courier bag in his left hand and a stack of documents in his right hand, both of which were handed over respectfully.

Qin Zheng took it with both hands, and glanced at the courier bag first.

Recipient "Situ the Great"

Qin Zheng's scalp froze, and he glanced at the stack of documents again.

"International cooperation for the development of new bioenergy sources in maize cultivation in Siberia"

Qin Zheng stared at the title page in silence for a long time, then threw the document back into Secretary Wang's arms, and said sternly, "Go out, don't send this kind of document in the future."

Secretary Wang was terrified, his teeth were shaking, "Yes, President!"

As soon as Secretary Wang left, Qin Zheng opened the courier bag.

After shaking, a 32-inch hard card with black paper and gold stamping fell out of the empty, flat leather bag, with a line of curly and gaudy words printed on it.

Qin Zheng squinted his eyes for a while.

Did not understand a word.

Is this an admission ticket?

Send a photo to Lin Moyu to make sure?

Qin Zheng opened the curtains, found a good light, adjusted the angle, took a clear photo and sent it to Lin Moyu.

But the photos sent in the past fell into the sea.

Qin Zheng waited for another hour, but did not reply.

There was no other way, Qin Zheng could only leave the company impatiently and rushed to No. 1088, Hongqing Street, Baojiang District.

A strange person came to Bestia's underground boxing arena today.

Shirt, trousers, long hair tied back, tall and thin, and wearing a mask, he looks like a middle school boy who thinks he is mysterious, childish and funny.

In fact, the guests who come to Bestia Boxing Stadium have all kinds of appearances - tall and short, thin and fat, wearing masks and ears, long hair and short hair, dementia and normal...

There are.

It's just that the guests never asked to play.

This weird looking weak man asked to go to the boxing ring.

Compared with those boxers who have been immersed here for a long time, even the most useless boxers who can't beat anyone, this person looks completely incapable of fighting, as if he would lie down in pain with just one punch I can't get up.

The first boxer to confront the eccentric was not so much fighting him as being paid by him to play with him.

There are not many people watching, even if someone will take a look, it is still a novelty——

A bare-chested, muscular boxer with gloved fists against a man in a jacket with empty hands?

But in the next second, the boxer fell to the ground.

See blood.

The man just lifted his foot.

The boxer curled up, sweating coldly from the pain.

The referee rushed to the stage, "Breaking the rules! Sir, this is a boxing ring!"

The strange man stood motionless on the edge of the boxing ring, "I don't understand this, I just came here to find a few people to fight."

The manager who had just received the money came up and said politely, "Sir, please respect the rules of the boxing match. This is a boxing ring, not a place for belligerent people to fight."

The strange man leaned on the fence, looked around the boxing ring, and asked, "How about I pay some people from you to fight with me?"

The manager frowned in disapproval, "Please understand our work."

The weirdo pointed to the crowd of guests who gathered to bet on boxing, and blew a whistle, "You can also bet on whether I win or not. I bet $100 million, and no one will lose to the boxing ring."

The management didn't answer.

While he was still hesitating, perhaps by accident, a few guys who were betting on boxing noticed this side, booed from a distance, whistled excitedly and shouted to this side, "Go, go! Bet on that weak chicken, it's been a long time. I don't know how to live or die! Bet!"

Everyone laughed.

One point attracts the other side, and the rest of the gamblers are also attracted one after another.

Boos one after another, accumulated loudly.

A bloody spectator game, and the occasional violation of the rules may not hurt.

After all, it is profitable.

The weirdo signed a letter of responsibility.