World 2
After all this nonsense, more than half of the time has passed.
The two changed into casual clothes, tacitly kept silent about their previous emotional interactions, and went downstairs together.
Although Shangfeng said "go downstairs to eat at the noodle shop", they lived in a very private villa area and there were no noodle shops or restaurants at the door.
If you want to go to the noodle shop, you have to walk to the parking lot first, and the parking lot is some distance away from the main villa area.
Yang Zheyu shook Shang Feng's hand with ease, then turned on his cell phone.
He was startled by a bunch of missed text messages and calls. He had never seen so many text messages and calls when Zhengxing had an accident before.
"What's wrong?" Shang Feng felt the hand holding him tighten. He subconsciously turned his head to look at Yang Zheyu, thinking that he was worried about falling. "When have I ever let you fall?"
Yang Zheyu smiled and said, "Okay."
Then I called Gao Wen back.
As if she was waiting next to the phone, Gao Wen quickly answered the call.
After the call was connected, I said "Hello".
"What's going on?" Yang Zheyu didn't play the "hey, hey, hey" game with her. He knew that this girl was the type who would do anything to her heart's content. "What happened at the company?"
Shang Feng glanced at him immediately.
"Nothing happened at the company," Gao Wen replied immediately, "It's you, it's you and Shang Feng who are in trouble!!"
Yang Zheyu was very confused: "What? Is there another unscrupulous media saying that we were hit by a car?"
I don’t know if they are jealous of him and Shang Feng’s good looks, but those unscrupulous media who only make up stories based on pictures make up stories every day about them being hit by a car, and the accompanying pictures are always pictures of him and Shang Feng taken when they were racing when they had nothing to do.
I also don’t know what the netizens who saw these messages were thinking. They really believed them and left a lot of white candles under their Weibo accounts.
Shang Feng was even angry about this. He had never had a good temper. He had been about to send out a long string of seemingly civilized but almost explicit comments like "Are you brainless enough to believe such things?", but the next second Yang Zheyu saw it and deleted it.
Yang Zheyu taught Shang Feng a lesson, and later explained to him that the current Internet environment is different from the past. If he said this, there would definitely be a lot of people saying that he couldn't afford it.
Shang Feng was about to get angry and just as he said "We are not dead", he was stopped by Yang Zheyu.
After that, this group of netizens seemed to have found a new joy in life. Whenever some unscrupulous media released this news and pictures, they would collectively send white candles under the two people's Weibo.
At least he knew not to cross the line. So many times had passed, and no one had ever gone crazy under the company's account... But this shouldn't be so serious that a bunch of acquaintances and not-so-acquaintances would call him and send him text messages, right?
"No," Gao Wen paused before continuing, "Didn't Jia Gu want to cooperate with us before? He even released the news of his cooperation with us before."
"He turned himself in this morning. I think he was incarcerated for tax evasion...? He even livestreamed it before turning himself in. I'll send it to you later."
"Oh..." Yang Zheyu wanted to say that Jia Gu, at his age, was quite up to date with trends and even knew what 'live streaming' was, but he didn't. "That's because he still has a conscience. What does that have to do with us?"
"It wasn't a big deal originally. It's common for the other party to get arrested or get into trouble midway through a collaboration. But doesn't he still have Lu Xinian in his company?" Gao Wen said. "Everyone's been speculating about the love-hate relationship between the three of you, and there are so many versions circulating... And then, at this critical juncture, Lu Xinian suddenly took to Weibo and said that being arrested for tax evasion was justified, and then he said he had already resigned from that company."
"What versions are there?" Yang Zheyu was a little curious. "Tell me about it."
"For example, you've actually been secretly in love with Lu Xinian for a long time, but you've been suffering from..." Gao Wen realized it mid-sentence and immediately stopped talking. "Is that the point? The point is that he said he resigned! And at this critical juncture!"
"What does his resignation have to do with me?" Yang Zheyu said, turning his head and seeing Maoqiu next to him holding up the wooden sign again. The sign also read "I can summarize the various versions for the host!" "It's not me who asked him to—"
...resigned.
The mere possibility that he had a crush on Lu Xinian was enough to make him speechless, and now Maoqiu said that he could summarize various versions for him.
Yang Zheyu staggered, and just like the falling plot that he always complained about when watching CEO dramas, he almost fell on the ground.
Shang Feng, who was standing next to him, was startled and pulled him back with force: "What's wrong? What happened?!"
After pulling him back, Shang Feng looked Yang Zheyu up and down, a little nervous: "Did you fall?"
Whose phone call was it, and what did they say to Yang Zheyu that made Yang Zheyu almost fall down on flat ground?
"It's okay," Yang Zheyu said, jumping up and down a bit on the spot. "It's not sprained. I'm not wearing high heels."
Shang Feng's newly-risen nervousness immediately subsided after being touched by his action. He looked down at the phone in Yang Zheyu's hand and asked, "Who's calling?"
"I'll tell you later." Yang Zheyu then remembered that he was still on the phone with Gao Wen. He turned to the phone and said, "Thank you for telling me this. I'll treat you to lunch and afternoon tea today. After you buy it, just come to me for reimbursement, okay?"
"Okay!" Although Yang Zheyu always randomly treated outstanding employees to dinner, Gao Wen was still very happy to earn a meal for free. After being happy, she quickly reminded Yang Zheyu, "You have to be careful, I don't want my CP to fall apart!"
"CP... Does it mean ceruloplasmin?" Yang Zheyu didn't understand these words and felt a little dizzy. "The house collapsed? My house and Shangfeng's house are of good quality. It won't collapse so easily."
After all, it's a villa area, the quality shouldn't be so bad that it collapses all of a sudden.
"I'll send you the explanation of this term later!" Gao Wen said, then lowered her voice. "Ah, I have to hang up now. Our team needs to discuss this... I'll have to work hard on your house from now on. Bye!"
"Bye." Yang Zheyu said with a smile, "Keep going, workers."
After hanging up the phone, he turned to look at Shang Feng and answered Shang Feng's question: "It's Lu Xinian."
Shang Feng was stunned for only three seconds before he became furious: "Where did he get your number? Did he harass you? What on earth does he want to do? Is he mentally ill?!"
This series of four questions was like loading a machine gun, and Yang Zheyu almost couldn't react.
"No, it was Gao Wen who called." Yang Zheyu only now realized that what he had said just now was a bit ambiguous. He quickly patted Shang Feng's shoulder to calm him down. "She told me that Jia Gu had a live broadcast this morning."
"Live broadcast?" Shang Feng was stunned. "He looks like that...why would he do a live broadcast?"
"It's not the live broadcast you were thinking of. It was a live broadcast where he confessed to netizens that he had evaded taxes. He was probably afraid that he would be killed before he even reached the police station." Yang Zheyu replied.
"That's right." Shang Feng nodded, then commented on the other party's behavior, "It's understandable, but I still think this approach is a bit stupid."
If you really want to kill him, why would you be afraid of whether to broadcast live or not? If that were the case, there wouldn't be the idiom "a cornered dog will jump over the wall."
"Indeed," Yang Zheyu continued, "and then at this critical juncture, Lu Xinian resigned."
"Oh." Shang Feng nodded.
The two of them stared at each other for a long moment before Shang Feng hesitantly asked, "...and then it was over?"
That’s nothing, right?
"Yes, that's all." Yang Zheyu looked at him and said, "It's simple to say it's simple. Jia Gu went to jail, and then Lu Xinian quickly ran away from the company. But it's also quite complicated..."
Shang Feng hummed: "How complicated is it?"
He still didn't understand.
"Netizens have been speculating about the relationship between the three of us," Yang Zheyu continued to explain. "Now that Lu Xinian announced on Weibo that he has resigned, netizens have become even more excited. All sorts of speculations have been circulating."
Shang Feng really didn't understand what was so interesting about the relationship between the three of them.
He and Lu Xinian were exes. Lu Xinian left him and fled abroad after Zhengxing got into trouble. During that time, he fell in love with Yang Zheyu and confessed his love to him. Together, they built Zhengxing to its current size. And then, for some reason, Lu Xinian came back.
Isn’t that the kind of relationship it is?
"Stand steady first," Yang Zheyu patted Shang Feng's shoulder, letting the system replay various versions of the story in his mind. "I don't think I can hold you back for a while."
Shang Feng nodded: "Go ahead and tell me, I'm ready."
The system lit a candle for Shang Feng, who felt that he could hold on, and then called up a concise version of each story: It thought so before!
"For example, in story one, I've always had a crush on Lu Xinian, and I'm with you just to take better care of his lover." Yang Zheyu read the version Gao Wen hadn't finished telling. "I planned to leave after he returned to China, but Lu Xinian said no, I don't want to ruin your relationship!"
He read it without emotion or rhythm, but Shang Feng somehow imagined a picture in his mind.
"Forget it, let's skip this. I can't read it anymore. I'll tell you a less melodramatic story..." Yang Zheyu wanted to say more.
"I don't want to listen anymore." Shang Feng covered his ears. "I don't want to listen anymore."
What the fuck is this!
Yang Zheyu always felt that Shang Feng, who covered her ears like this, looked like the heroine in a CEO drama, but her image was obviously more like the male lead.
"--Let's go." Shang Feng glanced at Yang Zheyu, who was smiling in front of him, and shook Yang Zheyu's hand, this time very firmly. "What a bullshit guess, it's all bullshit."
He and Yang Zheyu are very good friends. There is no such thing as a white moonlight, and there will never be one.
- Lu Xinian is such a fucking nuisance.
He returned to China on time and happened to appear at the company he was going to cooperate with. At this critical juncture, he announced his resignation on Weibo.
What on earth does this person want to do?
[Transformation progress 69%] Maoqiu whispered to Yang Zheyu, [Host, you need to pay attention to his mental state.]
[What are you paying attention to?] Yang Zheyu broke free from Shang Feng's hand and opened the car door. [Shang Feng's condition was obviously normal.]
Shang Feng did not get into the car, but instead held the back of Yang Zheyu's head and exchanged a kiss with him.
"You can't like him," Shang Feng said, "The person you like is me."
"I never liked him in the first place," Yang Zheyu laughed, "The person I have always liked is you."
"I don't like him. I hate him." Shang Feng hugged Yang Zheyu's waist and whispered in his ear, "I really want to put him in a sack and throw him into the river."
Yang Zheyu looked at Shang Feng without saying anything.
Those were the eyes of a wild animal that realized that what was itss was about to be taken away.
He had just told the system that Shang Feng's condition was normal, and now he suddenly realized that what the system said seemed to be right.
"Then I'll have to visit him in prison from time to time." Yang Zheyu put his hand on Shang Feng's hair and gently scratched it, "What should I do? Will the tragic love story between me and Lu Xinian be spread again?
The flames that had just risen were immediately extinguished by cold water.
Shang Feng pursed his lips: "...Why..."
"Why do these people always like to discuss other people's lives and make wild guesses?" he said. "They did the same to Zhengxing back then, and now—"
And he couldn't do anything.
He could handle attacks from business rivals, and he could endure the departure and stabbing of his former partner after something happened in his company, but he could not bear to see what he cherished being taken away by someone else again.
Shang Feng knew the power of these words better than anyone else.
The saliva that almost drowned Zheng Xing in the past could also strangle him and Yang Zheyu now.
"Be good." Yang Zheyu hugged him and whispered, "...It's okay, it's okay."
The system watched as Shang Feng's anger level, which had reached the top, slowly receded and then became 0. If the system had hands, it would definitely cheer for the host at this moment!
This soothing skill is so skillful!
Because there were no restaurants nearby, the two of them finally parked the car next to a small stall halfway and got out of the car directly.
When I got closer, I saw that what they were selling was not rice, but hand-pulled pancakes.
The vendor took one look at the two young men and thought they were college students from somewhere. He immediately called out to them, "Come and take a look!"
"Want to buy it?" Shang Feng looked a little hesitant, and he had already taken out his wallet. "Will you not be able to eat enough?"
"Go ahead," Yang Zheyu said in a low voice, "When I was in college, I wanted to buy a hand-pulled pancake filled with pork tenderloin and chicken fillet."
But he always thought this idea was childish and never did it.
"Okay! I'll go buy it right away." Shang Feng took a deep breath, took a few steps, and then turned back the next second, coughing lightly. "How much is too much?"
Yang Zheyu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, so he went with him.
The vendor didn't quite understand this bizarre request, but since he had the money, he did it anyway.
The two of them sat on the chairs next to the roadside stall, holding the same amount of hand-pulled pancakes and chatting casually.
They don't look like two people who can revive a shaky company, but more like young people who have nothing to do and are looking for a living.
"Do we need to hold a press conference to clarify things?" asked the young man, Shang Feng.
"No, it's a waste of time," replied the second young man, Yang Zheyu. "It also gives people the feeling that there's something fishy going on."
"Then..." Shang Feng frowned, still a little unhappy, "Are you really going to just leave it like this?"
"Let's wait and see," Yang Zheyu said, "and see what he wants to do."
Let’s see what tricks Lu Xinian can come up with when neither he nor Shang Feng expresses any opinions on these things.
Shang Feng took a bite of his hand-pulled pancake and said in a low voice, "Can't I really put him in a sack? I can find someone who can do it cleanly..."
[Host!!] Maoqiu tried very hard to sound tearful. [I know it's not excessive to think about it, and it's not against the law. But your lover seems to really want to do this! You won't just leave it alone, right?]
Yang Zheyu glanced at the fur ball flying beside him, and thought of the fur ball's previous agreement on his image rights. He snapped his fingers in a good mood and said, "Okay, I'll take care of it."
Shang Feng raised his head reflexively after hearing the snap of fingers: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Yang Zheyu said, "Just focus on eating your pancake."
"Then what I just said about putting it in a sack..." Shang Feng still didn't give up this plan.
"Stop thinking about putting me in a sack," Yang Zheyu said, feeling helpless. "I really don't want to visit you in prison."
"Oh." Shang Feng nodded reluctantly.
"By the way, Zhengxing should not have engaged in tax evasion, right?" Yang Zheyu suddenly asked.
"No," Shang Feng's attention was immediately drawn away. "The tax planner is still reliable. Besides, I had someone install a micro surveillance camera in his office. Even if something goes wrong, I can find it in time."
Yang Zheyu was just about to nod when he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with this sentence.
...Wait a minute, what did Shang Feng just say he installed in the financial planner's office?
Yang Zheyu glanced at him, and from Shang Feng's evasive look, he realized that he had heard correctly: "Tell me, how many did you pretend?"
"...Let me think, there are seven in the tax office." Shang Feng replied.
That means other people’s offices have it too.
"You really are..." Yang Zheyu suddenly felt that the hand-pulled pancake filled with chicken fillets and pork tenderloin was no longer delicious, "I really am..."
"Why didn't you tell me before?" he asked.
"Because you would be angry," Shang Feng confessed honestly, "and you didn't ask me before."
Who would think of asking this?
"Okay." Yang Zheyu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. "Tell me honestly, do I have this kind of thing in my office?"
Shang Feng glanced at him and started eating his pancake: "It's getting cold."
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