Chapter 33 Group Collapse

After leaving the hotel lobby from the side door, Li Wenzhao quickly carried the person into the car and told Uncle Lin to leave quickly. It was as if they had escaped from the hotel. Uncle Lin saw this and drove the car faster.

The hotel gradually disappeared behind him.

Li Wenzhao did not dare to relax. He did not know why the housekeeper suddenly leaked his inner voice to a large extent, nor did he know how far the transmission distance was. He was afraid that the housekeeper would force out his identity in his heart, which would definitely cause an uproar. He could only stay away from the hotel as far as possible.

Jing Yi was dissatisfied with being covered by his mouth and started to make a fuss in the back seat.

[Why are you covering my mouth?]

Li Wenzhao pinched his face: "Don't say anything."

[I didn't say anything. 】

【If you don't believe me, look at my mouth and see if it moves. 】

Li Wenzhao looked at the face that was looking up: "..."

The carriage was closed, and he and the butler were too close. Alcohol leaked from his breath, revealing a fresh fruity fragrance.

Li Wenzhao lowered his eyes and looked at him: "Have you been drinking?"

The butler was drunk and shook his head bluntly: "No."

He still didn't admit it, and Li Wenzhao was almost amused by him: "Didn't I forbid you to drink? You are too brave to cause such a big trouble."

Jing Yi felt very dizzy and leaned on the seat rubbing his face like an otter: "I didn't drink, I was drunk from the drink."

"..." Li

Wenzhao was about to say something, but his eyes suddenly paused somewhere - the butler's shirt collar was crumpled a lot, his bow tie was crooked, and a small tattoo-like mark was revealed in the open collar.

Li Wenzhao used his long fingers to lift up Jing Yi's warm collar and touched the soft skin: "What is this?"

Jing Yi moved because of the itch: "It's my well-defined Adam's apple."

Li Wenzhao: "..."

"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Li Wenzhao asked.

He needed to confirm whether revealing his true feelings on a large scale would harm the health of the housekeeper.

If so, he would have to invite Yin Liancheng to his home immediately. In order to ensure that the housekeeper's secrets would not be leaked, he would have to sign another confidentiality agreement with Yin Liancheng.

Jing Yi frowned: "...Yes."

Li Wenzhao's eyes darkened: "Where does it hurt?"

Jing Yi took the hand off his neck: "Itchy, giggle, giggle."

"..."

It was his fault. He shouldn't have talked about serious matters with a drunkard.

There is a small tattoo on the collar of the butler, in the shape of a trumpet, which appears out of nowhere under the Adam's apple, strange and amazing.

When he was able to hear his inner voice for the first time, Li Wenzhao wondered how the butler did it, and he also privately checked all the top research in the world. There is no scientific research that shows that a person's inner world can be projected through acquired means.

Now seeing the tattoo, Li Wenzhao only has a vague guess.

The sound comes from this small trumpet tattoo.

But after thinking about this clearly, more doubts followed-why the sound of the small trumpet can only be heard by their family members. Why is it Jingyi. Where did he get the trumpet. Why did it suddenly go out of control tonight and cause a large-scale amplification.

For the last question, Li Wenzhao looked at the drunken boy next to him and found the answer easily - alcohol.

The drunken butler was just like a loudspeaker.

Who knows if he can change back to his normal state after he sobers up.

Li Wenzhao rubbed his head in annoyance, and the phone on his lap rang, [Brother, have you found Butler Jing? There is no sound from here.]

Li Wenzhao then remembered his brother whom he had left behind: [I found him. I will take him home first and let Uncle Lin pick you up later.]

[Li Mingzhi]: Oh, okay, is Butler Jing okay? How come you suddenly turned into a high-powered speaker?

Li Wenzhao was slightly absent-minded. Just after he replied to the message, his shoulders felt heavy and a furry head stuck to his shoulders.

Jing Yi: zzzzz...

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The car arrived at Li's house forty minutes later. Jing Yi fell into a deep sleep, and his breath was full of the smell of alcohol.

Li Wenzhao carried the drunk out of the car. Uncle Lin hurriedly said, "Let me do it, Master."

"No need." Li Wenzhao said calmly, "You go and pick up Mingzhi."

Uncle Lin was stunned for a moment: "Okay." The

young housekeeper had a big appetite, but he was really light. I don't know where all the food he had stuffed into his stomach for so many days had been digested.

Li Wenzhao walked into the house.

Nanny Fang was cleaning the living room. She turned around and saw Li Wenzhao carrying someone in. She subconsciously thought it was Li Mingzhi: "Young Master, what happened to Young Master?"

When she got closer, she saw Jing Yi's flushed face. "This is housekeeper Jing. Your face is so red. Is he sick?"

"No, I drank too much." Li Wenzhao said, "Aunt Fang, make a bowl of sobering soup and send it to the housekeeper's room."

Aunt Fang: "Ah... OK."

She stood there in a daze, watching Li Wenzhao carry the person away.

The servants' rooms of the Li family are all behind the main house. The housekeeper's room is the largest and is equipped with an independent bathroom.

This is the first time Li Wenzhao has entered Jing Yi's room. It is clean and tidy, and the big bed in the middle of the room looks particularly soft.

As soon as he put Jingyi on the bed, he opened his eyes drowsily.

[Are we home? ]

[Yes, yes, this is my dumpling bed...]

Jingyi's mind was briefly clear, he kicked off his shoes and crawled into the quilt, rolled himself into a wine-brewed dumpling, snuggled into the soft bed and fell asleep.

zzzzzz...

Before Li Wenzhao could retract his outstretched arms, the person he was hugging had fallen into a deep sleep again: "..."

as if he was just a porter.

Li Wenzhao stood quietly at the end of the bed, and after a long time, he stretched out his fingers and pinched the red and puffy earlobes of the wine-brewed dumpling as a punishment.

Snap——

The person on the bed moved unhappily, slapped Li Wenzhao's hand away, turned over and continued to zzzz.

"..."

·

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The next day, Jing Yi woke up to the ding-dong sound of his mobile phone. He felt dizzy and rubbed his head and hissed.

Damn, the aftereffects of last night's drinks were a bit strong.

Jing Yi was stunned on the bed for a long time. He felt like he had a dream. The content was quite exciting, but he forgot it after waking up. Only a few incoherent and blurred scenes were left. He seemed to be doing justice for the heavens. It was a pity that such a righteous scene did not leave any video footage. After

washing up, Jing Yi walked out the door.

He got up a little late. The servants of the Li family were all doing their jobs everywhere, and only he slept until noon.

Jing Yi's face was a little hot, and he turned to the restaurant.

"Butler Jing, you're awake." Aunt Fang said with a smile: "Just in time, the sobering soup is still warm, wait a minute, I'll bring it to you."

Jing Yi was flattered: "Thank you, Aunt Fang."

"No problem."

In the restaurant, Li Wenzhao was eating, with an electronic version of financial news at hand.

Jing Yi glanced at the time and was surprised: "Young Master, you didn't go to work?"

It was already eleven o'clock.

"Yeah." Li Wenzhao looked over and glanced at Jing Yi's Adam's apple, which was white and the tattoos were gone.

He withdrew his gaze lightly: "Rest this morning and go to work in the afternoon."

Jing Yi nodded in agreement: "What a scientific schedule."

If only it could always be like this.

Aunt Fang came up with the soup. Li Wenzhao wanted to test whether the housekeeper's inner voice speaker was still out of control, "Jingyi."

"Hmm?"

"Get me a spoon."

"Oh."

The housekeeper turned and left.

Li Wenzhao: "???"

Why didn't you say that to me?

Jingyi came back with the spoon and sat down to drink the soup. He had never drunk hangover soup before, so he wanted to try the salty taste.

Li Wenzhao: "Jingyi."

"Hmm."

"Get another pair of chopsticks."

Jingyi looked over with a strange look: "Don't you have some on hand?"

Li Wenzhao remained calm: "It's dirty."

Jingyi stared at him suspiciously for two seconds, then got up and got a new pair of chopsticks.

However, just after sitting down, Li Wenzhao, who was sitting opposite him, spoke again: "Bring some more salt."

Jing Yi was stunned for a moment, and then began to show his claws.

[Young Master, are you toothpaste? ]

[Squeeze it, give it a little, can't you say it all at once? ]

Li Wenzhao: "..."

He looked up at Aunt Fang, who looked normal, and her expression did not seem to have heard anything against the will of heaven. It seemed that her inner voice had returned to normal.

Seeing Li Wenzhao calm down, Jing Yi was suspicious——

[What's going on? Why do I feel like the young master is deliberately looking for trouble... Hiss, can't it be? When did you develop a masochistic attribute... ]

Li Wenzhao: "..."

Drink your soup.

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After resting at home for a long time, Jing Yi still followed Li Wenzhao to the company to fool around and make extra money.

But today, Li's seems to be much more lively, and the office is full of excited gossip.

"Did you watch today's entertainment news?"

"I did. It blew my mind for the whole year!"

"I heard that the whistleblower mysteriously disappeared and no one could find him. I really want to know who is doing justice for the heaven!" "

But these reports have no evidence. They must be fake."

"How is it possible? Didn't you see that several people who were exposed didn't come out to speak? They are guilty."

"Pei Pei and Yang Zai Lun are really explosive. I heard that the reporter really found the young mother in the parking lot!"

"This is nothing. The most explosive one is the actor Qiu Guzheng. I have liked him for more than ten years. If he rapes and exposes the news, I will never chase stars in my life."

[Huh? What gossip? 】

As soon as Jing Yi walked into the office, he was covered in the smell of exploding melon.

【Let me have some, too. 】

Li Wenzhao saw the eagerness in his eyes and laughed, "Want to eat melon?"

Jing Yi turned his head, "Young Master, do you want to eat it too?"

"I don't eat it." Li Wenzhao said, "I usually just watch the scene."

"......?"

A question mark slowly popped up in Jing Yi's mind. Can the house collapse be seen on the spot?

Why didn't he call him for such a good thing? !

Li Wenzhao said, "Didn't you check your phone when you got up early?"

Jing Yi: "No."

After a pause, he took out his phone and was immediately stunned by the dozen push notifications on the screen.

#Cen Mingming's tax evasion, the amount is as high as 500 million! #

#The popular male star Fang is actually the top star in the underground bar, click to play the hot dance video#

#The younger sister knows the third party and murders her own sister in the hospital bed#

#The famous movie star Yang and his stepmother's shameful things in the underground garage#

#The movie emperor Qiu Guzheng is involved in a rape scandal and is said to have been taken away by the police#

[……]

Jing Yi was speechless.

As if seeing his trance, Li Wenzhao said meaningfully: "What do you think of it?"

Jing Yi frowned and said, "You guys..."

Li Wenzhao was at ease.

Jing Yi: "Did all the people who collapsed the house come in a group?"

He slid his finger across the screen. [There are so many melons, I can't eat them all, I can't eat them all.]

Li Wenzhao: "..."

Li Wenzhao's expression was hard to describe: "You really don't remember anything?"

Jing Yi was thinking: "What should I remember?"

Li Wenzhao smiled with an ambiguous meaning, tapped the "mysterious person" on the screen, and then tapped his head: "You revealed all this information."

"!!!"

Jing Yi was shocked and his heart pounded: "I...I did it?"

"Yeah." Li Wenzhao said.

You know you are scared now, right? If you don't watch your mouth when you go out, you will definitely get into trouble. In addition to being retaliated, you may even be captured and studied.

Li Wenzhao coughed lightly: "Be good in the future..."

"Then I'm pretty powerful!" Jing Yi excitedly: "I exposed five bad apples in one night!"

Li Wenzhao: "..."

He turned around and went into the office.

Jing Yi quickly scrolled through his phone, finished the expired melon, and then chased into the office: "Young Master, how did I reveal the news?"

Li Wenzhao glanced at the butler's fair and flawless neck: "You turned into a speaker last night."

"!!!"

Jing Yi hurriedly asked about what happened. After listening, he was silent for two seconds, unbuttoned his collar, stretched his neck and leaned in front of Li Wenzhao: "Then can you help me see if the tattoo is still there?"

The fair and delicate neck suddenly appeared, and Li Wenzhao's eyes deepened for a moment: "...No."

"Not at all?" Jing Yi grabbed his collar and leaned forward a little: "Will the color fade now? Take another look..."

Click, the sound of the door opening.

"President, this is this month's financial report..." Secretary Fan's calm voice suddenly stopped, his hands trembled, and he almost dropped the documents on the ground.

In the serious office, Butler Jing tore off his clothes and approached Li Wenzhao seductively.

What a taboo office play!

A flickering light slid across his glasses, and he suddenly turned around sleekly: "Hello, I've taken the wrong path."

Li Wenzhao: "..."

Jingyi: "..."

Li Wenzhao came to his senses, "Jingyi."

Jingyi pulled up his collar and Li Wenzhao said: "Don't create a shocking scene in the office." Jingyi

buttoned up his clothes and said: "It's just look at your neck. Why are your thoughts so turbid?"

Li Wenzhao: "..."

Jingyi didn't understand why his inner voice turned into a loudspeaker, but for now, he didn't feel uncomfortable, so he didn't plan to think about it too much.

Thinking of Shen Shubai's little trick at the banquet last night, Jing Yi said, "Young Master, do you have Secretary Zou's address?" Li Wenzhao

seemed to frown: "What are you going to do?"

The little housekeeper said suddenly: "We are going to make Shen Shubai deserted by everyone!"

"..." Li Wenzhao sighed: "Secretary Fan has it."

"Oh, okay." Jing Yi walked away.

Perhaps

because he was too shocked just now, Secretary Fan was not in the general secretary's office. Jing Yi went around a long way before catching him in the rest area.

"Secretary Fan, do you have Secretary Zou's address?"

Fan Ming saw him and was startled: "...Yes."

Jing Yi raised his mobile phone: "Please share it."

The mobile phone vibrated, and Secretary Fan sent an email address.

"..." Jing Yi emphasized: "I don't want a fictitious address, I want one that can catch people offline."

Secretary Fan was surprised by his wording: "Catch someone?"

Jing Yi pursed his lips: "Just a little rhetoric."

"..." Fan Ming came back to his senses, found the address and sent it to Jing Yi.

He hesitated and struggled for a long time, but couldn't help but speak: "Butler Jing, next time you and President Li are playing in the office, you should lock the door."

"..."

[Play. Jing Yi

immediately narrowed his eyes and looked over vigilantly: "Okay, you are also a secretary with a muddled mind!"

Secretary Fan: "..."

Jing Yi placed an order for public examination materials while brainwashing Fan Ming: "They are all boys, look at their necks, what's wrong? Don't wear colored glasses, Secretary Fan."

Fan Ming seemed to have discovered something: "Butler Jing, have you always looked at President Li like this?"

Jing Yi said nonchalantly: "Yeah."

Fan Ming smiled meaningfully: "Oh, that's good."

Jing Yi turned his head: "But your expression Love is not said. " Fan Ming :

"? " Jingyi stared at him