Chapter 11 Chapter 11 Liu Jingheng nodded: "Put the company...
In the car.
Qin Du's gaze passed through the dark car window, and the string of street lights cast orange stars in his dim eyes.
He closed his eyes tiredly, with a faint blue hue between his brows.
He has a way to torture everyone in this world to the point where they would rather die than live.
But when facing Liu Jingheng, it was like punching cotton, and each punch bounced back.
The other party was clearly following his wishes, obediently and diligently performing the puppy's life story, so why did he feel so uncomfortable?
Suddenly, the phone rang and Uncle Li sent a message:
[Mr. Qin, are you coming home tonight? Do you need me to hold the door open for you?]
[No need] Qin Du replied.
Putting away his phone, he looked outside the car again, his brows relaxed.
He clicked on Uncle Li's profile picture and typed a few words with his fingers as swift as the wind:
[Liu Jingheng may not be suitable for the Qin family's housekeeper job. You handle it.]
Uncle Li on the other end of the phone, surprise, unexpected, I love Mr. Qin!
…
The next day.
Liu Jingheng had just slid down the barrier-free ramp in her wheelchair when she was stopped by Uncle Li.
After staring at each other for a long time, Liu Jingheng slowly raised her hand to tighten her collar and shrank her body to the corner of the wheelchair.
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Uncle Li had a malicious smile on his benzene ring-shaped face:
"Xiao Liu, the Qin family's rules are that anyone who enters this family must complete a detailed interest survey to facilitate the distribution of holiday rewards and group building activities in the future."
Liu Jingheng: "Okay."
Uncle Li cleared his throat and took out a black hardcover book from under his armpit:
"Please name at least five of your favorite activities or items."
Liu Jingheng's old CPU was like an old man who was unable to walk, stumbling along the rugged mountain road.
Uncle Li was almost asleep when he heard Liu Jingheng say:
"I like plants, animals, calligraphy, and..."
I had just managed to put the five items in my mind, but as soon as I saw Uncle Li's polygonal face, my mind went blank.
There's no other way, just make up two.
He looked around and saw Qin Chuyao sitting on the sofa looking at him with a sinister look, and added:
"And Master Qin."
Uncle Li: "You are really good at picking."
"And Cheng Yunqing." At least for now, I still feel good about him.
Uncle Li paused as he recorded. What kind of real-life Burning Winter was this?
"Okay, I've got that down. Now, please name five things or activities that you hate the most."
This time, Liu Jingheng didn't hesitate:
"you."
Uncle Li nodded: "What's wrong with me?"
Liu Jingheng: "You."
Uncle Li: "What's wrong with me?"
Liu Jingheng: "You, one-fifth."
Uncle Li: ...?
He smiled sarcastically:
"Xiao Liu, I advise you not to be so ungrateful. Back then, my Uncle Li was a well-known young man in the area, and matchmakers were everywhere. In the thirty years since I came to the Qin family, I've been named the best housekeeper every year. This honor comes from President Qin's supreme approval. Do you understand how valuable it is?"
Liu Jingheng was curious: "Are there other housekeepers here?"
Uncle Li choked.
"It's not important, just keep talking."
Liu Jingheng pondered for a century and came up with another one:
"draw."
When he was a child, whenever he wanted to play ball or train games with other children, the children would immediately sound the alarm:
"No, Dean Dad said you are sick, go paint."
Liu Jingheng doesn't like painting very much.
Uncle Li: "There's more."
Liu Jingheng: "Playing games."
Due to his health, he had to maintain a good schedule. When other children were fourteen years old and got mobile phones bought by the dean's father, he was still drawing in the classroom.
A girl felt sorry for him and secretly took him to play games.
The girl listed all the character settings, skills, and talents in the game. These things ran through Liu Jingheng's pale brain and disappeared in a flash.
But he still remembers the IDs of the two people who scolded him during the first game:
[Writing, Writing Love: I even doubt that he really typed it by hand outside of the game? Is he really a person???]
[Qing Duan Shang: S13, if you can't do this, go to the pig farm yourself. It's more suitable for you.]
Although I can laugh it off when I think about it now, I was really sad at that time.
"What else?" Uncle Li asked while recording.
Liu Jingheng racked her brains—
I can't make it up anymore. I'm just imitating what I just did, and my mind races around. Everything I see is just fabricated material.
Liu Jingheng counted on her fingers:
"I don't like the square tables in the restaurant. They have sharp edges and corners, and they make me feel insecure."
"I hate the mural in the lobby. Why don't you hang my portrait?"
"I still don't like it..."
"Alright, that's enough." Uncle Li interrupted him, "You really treat this place like your home."
Liu Jingheng nodded: "Treat the company as if it were your own home and treat the boss as if he were your own son."
Uncle Li: ...
What he said made a lot of sense, and I was speechless to refute it.
Uncle Li also said that he didn't understand the reason. Every time he communicated with Liu Jingheng, he felt exhausted and powerless.
But if President Qin asked him to deal with this person, he would naturally do it without hesitation!
No matter what, the Qin family is a well-known family in society. It would be embarrassing to expel a student who was on internship without reason. Uncle Li simply came up with this trick to disgust Liu Jingheng and force him to leave.
Anyway, when he reported his plan to President Qin, President Qin just replied with an "hmm", which made it easier for him to act.
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The next day.
Liu Jingheng was woken up by a text message.
Sender: Beast No. 1.
[Remember to take the digitalis medication I bought for you on time. The professor recommended a good vitamin for me. I'll send it to you when I have time.]
Liu Jingheng pondered for a long time before realizing that it was Cheng Yunqing.
He wanted to say that there was no need to go through so much trouble, but then he thought that the purpose of the vicious green tea cannon fodder's existence was to torment the protagonists.
His eyes turned and fell on his suitcase.
Liu Jingheng lowered her head. What was it? Something she had forgotten.
The sun goes from bright in the early morning to high at noon.
Liu Jingheng patted her thigh slowly.
I remembered that I didn't sneak into the Qin family just to experience the life of a housekeeper.
He looked around and saw that no one was around. He stood up, opened his suitcase, and took out the two sleeping pills he had bought. Then he replied to Cheng Yunqing:
【After 2 p.m., nothing is wrong.】
Cheng Yunqing seemed to be glued to his phone and replied instantly:
[Okay, see you at two o'clock.]
Then, he melted the small pill in a cup of water and placed it in the most conspicuous place, waiting for Qin Chuyao to go downstairs to find water when he was thirsty.
Finally, Liu Jingheng finished practicing calligraphy with Mr. Qin as a calligraphy teacher.
She just walked past the drugged water cup without a care in the world.
…
One hour ago.
Qin Chuyao was like a sighing bag, and he sighed for who knows how many times.
Yunqing still didn't reply. Was his phone broken? He always replied to her messages no matter how busy he was.
"Rustle, rustle—" A slight sound suddenly came from behind.
He turned around and saw Liu Jingheng pouring a glass of water on the dining table not far away. Then he looked around like a thief, took out two small white pills from his pocket, threw them into the glass, and stirred them with his fingers.
He was still muttering:
"I'm sorry, I'm so stupid. I mistook sleeping pills for vitamins. The way Chu Yao-ge slept was so... so... so... so sorry. I was so distracted. Yunqing, you won't blame me."
After muttering, he nodded as if nothing had happened:
"Very good, this time it's foolproof."
Qin Chuyao:...?
At this time, grandpa came down and asked Liu Jingheng to teach him calligraphy. Liu Jingheng put down the water cup and followed in his wheelchair.
Qin Chuyao stood up and walked to the table, raised the glass of drugged water and examined it carefully.
After the tablet melts, the water turns turbid to a semi-transparent milky white.
I'm speechless. Putting aside the fact that this is Liu Jingheng's cup, with this color, no one with a normal brain would drink from it. Now I really regret it. I should have recorded the scene of Liu Jingheng behaving like a fool and sent it to Yunqing to show him, so that he could see clearly what this thing is.
Qin Chuyao knocked the cup heavily on the table, and after a while, he raised it up meaningfully.
He suddenly remembered that he had been drinking with his rich second-generation friend a few days ago. The friend was obsessed with sex and cheated on his girlfriend. When his girlfriend found out, she broke up with him in anger. After trying to coax him for several months, all he got was a "get out".
Everyone thought that their relationship was over, but he accidentally injured his ligament while playing basketball. When his girlfriend heard about it, she rushed back from abroad without saying a word and hugged him and cried in pain. There was no need to even mention getting back together. His girlfriend turned into double-sided tape and stuck to him tightly.
It's shameful to play the victim, but it's useful.
Qin Chuyao's eyes turned and he sent a message to Cheng Yunqing:
[It’s easy to catch a cold with the recent change of seasons. You should take care of yourself and don’t be like me.
I'm sorry, I don't want to bother you, but I might be confused because of the fever, and I don't know what medicine to take. No one in this family cares about me.
Unexpectedly, this time, Cheng Yunqing actually replied:
[I'll be there at 2 o'clock. Please notify your security guard to let me in.]
Qin Chuyao read these words dozens of times in disbelief. His body felt light and he defeated the gravity and headed straight for the solar system.
“God will not let down those who work hard!”
Then he poured the water mixed with sleeping pills into the toilet and carried the cup upstairs.
Then all he had to do was wait for Cheng Yunqing to see him unconscious on the bed and discover an empty cup with sleeping pills on it. With a change of thoughts, he would easily think of Liu Jingheng, who was deeply in love with him and would do anything for him.
laugh.
The other side.
It was one in the afternoon and the sun was warm.
Liu Jingheng sat by the window, holding a thermos cup and thinking.
What was I supposed to do just now? There was no trace of this in my mind.
He was so absorbed in his thoughts that his hand slipped and the thermos cup fell into his pants through his lapel.
Oops, it's soaked.
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