Zhou Ziyi never expected that there would come a day when he would be forced into a car.
The Mary Sue TV series is actually real! How can this be justified?
And that’s not all. Yan Xiuji also said, “If you don’t plan to tell me what happened, then I won’t change your financial plan. You have a large debt figure and low risk tolerance. When allocating assets, the portion reserved for daily use will not be very large…”
Zhou Ziyi heard him say this in a domineering tone and knew that if he didn't confess today, he probably wouldn't be able to pass Yan Xiuzhi's test.
"...Alas." Zhou Ziyi lowered his head and closed his eyes. "Brother, you force me to tell you. If I tell you, don't laugh at me."
"Why are you laughing?" Yan Xiuji stood up. "Eat first, and then come back and talk to me."
Zhou Ziyi watched him walk away and felt that the shredded chicken porridge and pickled mustard in the bowl were no longer fragrant.
***
But no matter how much you delay, a bowl of porridge won’t last too long.
Zhou Ziyi finished his porridge and came to the living room, sitting upright on the sofa, like a primary school student ready to be criticized by his teacher. Yan Xiuji glanced at him, and then saw his mobile phone on the table, and suddenly noticed something different.
He asked, "Where's the rabbit on your phone?"
"Ah? I threw it away." Zhou Ziyi was a little confused by this sudden question and replied casually, "You said several times that it was too noisy, so I threw it away."
Yan Xiuzhi was a little surprised, but didn't know what to say for a moment.
He saw Zhou Ziyi pinching the rabbit several times. Now that he thought about it, he was probably trying to divert the pressure. But because of his words, Zhou Ziyi threw it away...
Yan Xiuji had some thoughts running through his mind, but he didn't say them out loud. He just calmly changed the subject: "If there's nothing worth seeing in what we're talking about, go put on your ice goggles."
Zhou Ziyi followed the instructions and took out the ice eye mask and put it on. The cold feeling covering his eyes was a little irritating at first, but soon it became so comfortable that Zhou Ziyi wanted to sigh. Moreover, after the eye contact was cut off, Zhou Ziyi felt that it was not so difficult to speak out his difficulties.
"Actually, I received a call from the hospital early this morning..."
Zhou Ziyi told the whole story in detail.
Today's events were not complicated, and Zhou Ziyi did not encounter any unsolvable problems. To ordinary people, it would sound like Zhou Ziyi was crying because there was no car to go home in the morning, and she waited too long in the cold wind for the bus, and she was so aggrieved that she cried when she got home. It sounded so delicate.
Zhou Ziyi just didn't want Yan Xiuzhi to look at him like that.
The young man knew that "no car to go home" was just a flashpoint, and Zhou Wenwen's sudden illness was just the surface fuel. The deeper reason was the high pressure that had continued in recent years. But even he himself couldn't explain these pressures clearly, so he simply didn't mention them.
Besides, how should I put it, the impression Yan Xiuzhi usually gives people is that of a person who would say, "What's the use of crying? It can't solve the problem."
Zhou Ziyi felt that even if Yan Xiuji was put in his position, he would definitely be able to do better. So Zhou Ziyi did not expect Yan Xiuji to empathize with him, as long as he did not look at him with incomprehension or as if he were a fool, that would be enough.
——Anyway, I can’t see Yan Xiuzhi’s expression because I have the blindfold on, so I’ll just pretend that he’s not looking at me like that!
What Zhou Ziyi didn't see was that Yan Xiuzhi didn't look at him like that, nor did he think he was stupid.
When President Yan was still young, there was a time when he believed that "tears are useless" and that people who cried before solving problems were ridiculous.
However, now, perhaps he has matured, or perhaps Yan Xiuzhi is very aware of Zhou Ziyi's difficulties... In short, Yan Xiuzhi does not think that Zhou Ziyi's crying is useless.
Even though difficulties need to be solved, there is nothing wrong with crying and venting.
Yan Xiuzhi listened to Zhou Ziyi's straightforward description and looked at the young man wearing a black eye mask, his thoughts gradually drifting away.
He suddenly felt that Zhou Ziyi, wearing an eye mask and speaking in a hoarse voice, looked quite pitiful and lonely.
Suddenly, I felt that Zhou Ziyi had only talked about what happened today and had not actually gotten to the point. I just didn't trust myself a little.
I suddenly remembered that I forgot to ask the housekeeper to make some tea that is good for my throat at noon. I will check if there is any at home later...
Yan Xiuzhi's silence made Zhou Ziyi a little confused as he spoke.
"Brother, are you still listening?" Zhou Ziyi leaned over to the couch next to him and stretched out his hand. "Hello? Is anyone there?"
"I'm listening." Yan Xiuji grabbed the hand that was stretched out in front of him, "What for?"
"Uh, I didn't hear a response..." Zhou Ziyi subconsciously held his hand and replied, "I thought you wanted to play a trick on me, so you went upstairs and left me here talking to myself."
"Why would I tease you?" Yan Xiuji asked, "Besides, you can see it if you take off the blindfold, why the hell?"
"That's right!" Zhou Ziyi lifted the eye mask with his other hand and looked at Yan Xiuji, "The eye mask is so comfortable, I forgot about it for a moment."
Yan Xiuji looked at him holding his hand and said, "Let go."
Zhou Ziyi didn't do it right away: "Hey, brother, do you know what this is?"
Yan Xiuji felt that he had no good words to say, and was about to say that he didn't want to listen, but Zhou Ziyi said happily: "This is called the blind men touching the elephant, brother."
Yan Xiuzhi: I knew it!
He pulled his hand back and said coldly: "Do you think I look like an elephant?"
Zhou Ziyi: “Yes!”
Yan Xiuji: "I advise you to think carefully before you speak."
"That's right, brother, you also have thick thighs!" Zhou Ziyi said confidently, "So I have to hold on tighter!"
Yan Xiuji: “…”
Okay, taking a joke seriously in front of Zhou Ziyi is really asking for trouble.
"I know everything about your situation."
Yan Xiuji decided to end this conversation, and stood up and said, "My suggestion is to proceed according to the original investment plan. As for Zhou Wenwen's recurring illness, you may need a large amount of cash at any time. I can lend it to you. You can return it to me after all future investments are withdrawn, so that your investment can be guaranteed to be stable for a certain period of time."
"Brother..." Zhou Ziyi didn't know what to say. He wanted to say "You're the best" and "I love you", but if he said it now, he was afraid that Yan Xiuzhi would see his uncontrollable emotions.
In the end, he could only say: "If you need my help in the future, I will definitely help you without hesitation!"
This is a promise. Even if Yan Xiuji doesn't need it and treats it as a joke, Zhou Ziyi himself will keep it solemnly in mind.
Yan Xiuji had just taken two steps out when he turned back to look at him: "Are you sure? Anything?"
Rationally, Zhou Ziyi knew that he couldn't agree to "anything". But when his emotions got the better of him, he nodded: "Anything."
Yan Xiuji raised his eyebrows and said casually, "What if I ask you to marry me for another two years?"
He knew that Zhou Ziyi didn't want to take this business at first, and came here purely for the money, so this condition was just a joke. But Zhou Ziyi didn't even think about it, and replied instantly: "I do!"
Yan Xiuji asked, "The kind that doesn't pay?"
Zhou Ziyi said firmly: "Yes!"
Yan Xiuji was a little surprised this time. Zhou Ziyi was so heavily in debt that he shouldn't have wasted two years. Could it be...
...Do you want me to help you manage your finances for another two years?
Yan Xiuji said calmly: "Don't take it so seriously, I'm just joking."
"For a lifetime, bro, I'm OK with that!" Zhou Ziyi finally couldn't help but say it out loud, raising his hands to make a heart shape above his head, "I love you!"
Yan Xiuzhi thought he was talking about the "marry a rich man" joke again, raised his eyebrows, and turned to go to the study.
Zhou Ziyi made a heart shape with her hands and watched him go upstairs, not letting go until his back disappeared.
Fortunately, Yan Xiuzhi just thought it was a joke.
Unfortunately, Zhou Ziyi was speaking the truth.
***
Two days later, Zhou Wenwen's condition stabilized and she was discharged from the ICU smoothly.
She had a near-death experience, and Zhou Ziyi had spent 100,000 yuan. He could only be thankful that he had brought her back. Zhou Ziyi didn't know how she felt, and didn't dare to visit her at first, but just sent her 5,000 yuan. The young man also sent some messages to Zhou Wenwen, without saying anything too complicated, just asking her to have a good rest.
After sending these, Zhou Ziyi sent another bill to Yan Xiuzhi.
This was what Mr. Yan asked. Mr. Yan was still adjusting Zhou Ziyi's financial plan, and asked Zhou Ziyi to show him all his large expenditures. If someone else had asked him this, Zhou Ziyi would definitely not be happy, but since Yan Xiuji said so, Zhou Ziyi gave it to him.
After giving it to someone, he still despises himself. He is really in love.
On the other end, Yan Xiuzhi received the bill, replied "received", then put down his phone and pressed the intercom.
Li Fei knocked on the door quickly and came in: "Boss Yan."
"Well, I have something personal to trouble you with." Yan Xiuji said, "Help me find... a white rabbit toy."
When Li Fei heard the first sentence, she nodded calmly. After all, she even helped Yan Xiuji with his wedding, which was equivalent to Yan Xiuji's half personal assistant, so it was normal for her to handle some private matters. But when she heard the second sentence, Li Fei was stunned.
"White Rabbit toy?" The super secretary blinked blankly, "...Is there a specific shape, Mr. Yan? Or just any one will do?"
"It's about this big." Yan Xiuji used his fingers to indicate a size of about two or three centimeters. "It's made of rubber, quite round, and you can pinch it. It makes a squeaking sound when you pinch it, which is quite noisy."
Every time he made a description, a question mark appeared above Li Fei's head.
"It can be used as a mobile phone pendant." Yan Xiuji finally added, "Maybe some milk tea shop sells it."
Li Fei was even more confused: "Milk tea shop???"
"Yes." Yan Xiuji thought about it for several days and finally remembered that he had asked Zhou Ziyi where the toy came from. Zhou Ziyi seemed to have said that it was given by a milk tea shop or bought, but he could not remember the details.
"So, if we find it, what should we do?" Li Fei felt that this was too mysterious, but what could she do as her boss asked? She planned to mobilize the masses, especially those guys in the company's administrative team who were known as "milk tea appraisers", "milk tea addicts", and "professional milk orderers", who might have some information.
Yan Xiuji glanced at him and said calmly, "If you find one, buy one back."
"...Ah?" Li Fei thought he was going to buy a bunch of them after hearing him say so loudly, "Just one?"
"Just one." Yan Xiuji said, "Okay, it's okay, go out."
"……OK."
Li Fei left the office with a head full of questions, feeling that her boss's thoughts were becoming increasingly difficult to guess.
——Last time I asked for the original picture, this time I asked for a rabbit, next time I want to build a flower path???
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