Chapter 46 Good Han Ge PTSD

Jing Yi was choked by Fan Ming's blunt words, and he didn't say anything for a long time. It was too hasty.

It turned out that the words "I have a friend" were really clichéd, even in the world of novels.

If he had known, he would not have asked.

Fan Ming got a bite of the melon out of nowhere.

Jing Yi pursed his lips, cast a reproachful glance, and refused to admit it: "Secretary Fan, don't put yourself in other people's shoes. This is an office, and it's not good to use such explicit words."

He tried his best to suppress the emotions in his eyes and not reveal a single bit.

"Is it too explicit?" Fan Ming's eyes twitched in embarrassment: "This is just the beginning?"

Jing Yi: "..."

"And what's wrong with the office? This kind of atmosphere has a sense of taboo."

Jing Yi: "..."

It's terrible. Fan Ming is no longer the simple and capable Secretary Fan before. Look at the garbage in his brain, it's so yellow, his brain has fallen into the Yellow River!

Blinking, Jing Yi suddenly remembered something: "Secretary Fan, you have such rich theoretical knowledge, how do you absorb all that knowledge?"

Fan Ming was choked by Jing Yi's slightly ridiculous wording, and it took him a few seconds to react, "I've been following comics recently, I'm addicted to them."

Jing Yi said bluntly: "A little erotic."

Fan Ming: "..."

He coughed lightly: "Butler Jing, don't say such explicit things in the office."

In the past, he really wouldn't read this kind of thing, but recently, maybe it was because Zou Ting was harassing him too much, he ran to the bookstore to relieve his boredom, and inadvertently saw a few new comics, the style of the paintings was quite to his liking, and the titles were also literary, so Fan Ming bought them and took them home.

Originally, he wanted to use comics as a stress-relieving remedy. Who would have thought that a small comic book could actually contain so much secrets? He had since opened the door to a new world.

Fan Ming stepped into it.

He had been in it for more than a month.

He had read too many comics, and he felt that something was wrong with Showa and Jingyi, and he couldn't help but ship them.

But today, it seems that his ship has come true!

Jingyi was speechless for a few seconds, then smiled with narrowed eyes: "Secretary Fan, is it boring to read comics alone? Do you sometimes think it's nice to share with someone?"

Fan Ming's eyes lit up: "Do you read them too?"

"I don't." Jingyi said: "Secretary Zou reads them, you can talk to him."

Fan Ming was stunned, and his eyes were slightly suspicious: "I feel like you are fooling me."

Jingyi said seriously: "People in the capital don't lie to people in the capital."

Okay.

It's hard to find a bosom friend. Fan Ming nodded, "Then I'll go find him after work."

Jing Yi pursed his lips and smiled, completing a perfect backstab, and hurried back to the office.

Let's hurt each other, Secretary Fan.

Back

in the office, Jing Yi still felt a little uncomfortable, especially after seeing Li Wenzhao, his mind was full of the phrase "undress and sit on his thighs".

He didn't know how to face Li Wenzhao.

This won't do.

Li Wenzhao has a golden finger and can hear his inner voice at any time. He didn't dare to complain in his heart, but he was afraid that he couldn't control himself.

After thinking for two seconds, Jing Yi pursed his lips and smiled. There is a way.

Li Wenzhao was working diligently at his desk. When he noticed the housekeeper coming back, he raised his eyes slightly. Before he could say anything, he was shaken by a loud and clear singing voice.

[The river flows eastwards, the stars in the sky are fighting north and south, hehehehe fighting north and south, a bowl of wine for a friend of life and death, we can leave when we say we will leave...]

Li Wenzhao: "..."

How long has the housekeeper been out? How come he is so crazy again?

Jingyi, wearing headphones, was washed away by the rough singing voice, and quietly forced himself to think.

Turning his head, he saw Li Wenzhao facing him, his mouth opening and closing quickly.

"Ah?" he shouted. Li

Wenzhao also shouted: "Take off your headphones."

Jingyi took one off and asked cautiously: "What's the matter?"

[There is no rule that you cannot bring headphones in the office]

[Is my comfort disturbing your eyes? ]

"You are disturbing me."

Jingyi looked at the headphone jack.

[Is there? There is no sound leakage from this headphone. ]

Li Wenzhao: "I heard it from your heart."

Jingyi: "..."

[You can't play like this, right? It's okay to listen to your heart, it's okay to have no secrets, but now I can listen to a song louder than the leaking headphones? ]

Jingyi didn't believe it.

How can there be such a golden finger? It must be the eldest master who is fooling him.

Li Wenzhao said with a headache: "Is "The Good Man Song" so good?"

Jingyi: "..."

He moved his fingers in disbelief.

The next second, Li Wenzhao asked, " Dog Wuchang, hooked the wrong soul, and promised a golden finger .

Jing Yi: "..."

Okay, he believed it. Dog Wuchang, it's okay to hook the wrong soul, but he can also give the promised golden finger to someone else. I'm afraid he has Parkinson's disease! If he is so confused at work, he will be fired by Meng Po long ago! Jing Yi was completely defeated, took off his headphones, and cursed in his heart, not noticing that Li Wenzhao's pupils contracted. ... Dog Wuchang, hooked the wrong soul, promised a golden finger. They are obviously very ordinary entries, but when combined together, they almost become an incomprehensible truth- Jing Yi has seen Wuchang. The reason is that he hooked the wrong soul. I don't know what he discussed with Wuchang, and got a chance to be reborn, and promised a golden finger to the butler.

It seems that this is the reason for revealing his true feelings.

It's just that the young butler reacted too slowly, and still thought that the golden finger was taken away by himself.

Today, Li Wenzhao finally knew where the inexplicable sense of separation mixed with the young butler came from.

When the old butler in the family retired, he recommended his son to take over the position to Li Wenzhao. Before taking over, Li Wenzhao had met "Jing Yi" in person.

However, "Jing Yi" at that time was still a serious, respectful and considerate professional butler. He had a good professional ethics and managed the housework in an orderly manner. At a young age, he had his own style of calmness and maturity, very much like his father.

Therefore, Li Wenzhao was relieved to recruit people.

But on the first day of work, Butler Jing gave him a surprise.

Li Wenzhao had never seen the old housekeeper's son before, so he didn't doubt it when "Jingyi" performed a magic trick for him at home on his first day at work. He

just thought that the previous impression was that "Jingyi" had prepared in advance to get this job, and he was actually more lively and frivolous.

Coupled with the unexpected fact that he could hear his inner voice, that little bit of abnormality was quickly ignored by him.

Even when dealing with the shy country fraudster, Jingyi inadvertently mentioned that he had no relatives, he just thought that the other party was talking nonsense in a trance.

Unexpectedly, the truth was like this.

...Jingyi.

...Did you die once?

How did you die? How did you get the chance to be reborn? Is this opportunity permanent or intermittent? Is there any price to pay? What is the medium used to reveal your inner voice? Will it affect his life?

Most importantly...will Jing Yi leave?

Thinking of this possibility, Li Wenzhao was inexplicably excited.

If Jing Yi disappeared in the capital, disappeared in the country, or even disappeared abroad, he would have enough means and methods to catch him back.

What if he disappeared in this world?

Disappearing in both time and space, if there really came such a day, where would he find him?

Li Wenzhao was frightened by his increasingly deep fantasy.

"…"

"…Young Master, Young Master? Young Master!"

Li Wenzhao was startled back to his senses by the sound that was getting closer and closer, and his expression was unusually confused: "What?"

"What are you daydreaming about?" The butler stood in front of him and pointed at the table: "The tip of your pen is about to pierce the document."

Li Wenzhao looked down and found that he was holding the pen tightly in his hand. Because he was holding it too hard, the tip of the pen was pressed apart, and the dark ink destroyed a small piece of the document.

He raised his hand and put down the damaged pen casually.

Jingyi thought that his song was the cause of the trouble, so he quickly closed the APP, took off his headphones, and dared not listen to it anymore, "Young Master, you don't look good, are you not feeling well?"

[Is there any disease that prevents you from listening to songs, or songs that are too noisy? 】

【It's quite reasonable. After all, it's written like this in novels. All domineering CEOs must have some strange diseases that they don't want to tell others. 】

【Fear of the dark. Fear of claustrophobia. Hemosickness. Emotional disorders. 】

【Oh, and the most common stomach disease is simply exclusive to domineering CEOs. If a domineering CEO doesn't have some strange diseases, he would be embarrassed to say that he is a domineering CEO when he goes out. 】

【So what is Li Wenzhao? Do you get PTSD after listening to good Chinese songs? 】

【Giggle, giggle, I've never heard of this disease...】

"..."

Seeing the young housekeeper start to talk nonsense, Li Wenzhao coughed lightly and lowered his eyebrows, "I'm fine."

Jing Yi was a little unconvinced: "Young Master, are you too tired?" He

must not have had a good rest during this period of time, working overtime day and night and draining Shen Shubai's family

assets. The protagonist has a halo, and Li Wenzhao can only rely on his own wisdom and hard work to save the Li family from inevitable death.

Jing Yi really pity this strong and resilient villain. Jing

Yi ran to the water table to pour Li Wenzhao a cup of hot tea, then slipped back to take out his mobile phone, ready to exercise the power of the housekeeper and ask Aunt Fang to stew a pot of soup for Li Wenzhao to replenish his body.

He is such a considerate, hardworking and dedicated housekeeper, chuckle.

"I'm fine." Li Wenzhao pinched his brows to hide the strange look on his face: "It's just that Shen Shubai has returned to China, and I'm worried that he will find a way to fight back."

"Oh oh."

Jingyi nodded. He couldn't help with work matters. He was just a little useless guy who liked to slack off at work.

But thinking of the bed in the lounge, Jingyi felt that he could also be a good housekeeper who made the bed for his employer and persuaded him to rest.

Having made up his mind, he turned around and prepared to go next door.

"Jingyi." "Yeah?

"

Li Wenzhao sat in the chair with a calm look in his eyes, but his words were urgent and heavy: "What have you considered?"

"Ah?"

What...what?

Li Wenzhao: "The matter of being with me."

Another, another straight ball!

Jing Yi's Adam's apple rolled, and his chest rumbled. "I'll think about it, I'll think about it."

Li Wenzhao's expression eased a little, and he said softly, "Come here."

Jing Yi walked over obediently, and the tip of his ears was slightly red.

"I don't want to force you." Li Wenzhao's eyebrows suddenly showed an indescribable worry, "I'm afraid you will run away."

Jing Yi was already a little at a loss for what to do by the sudden straight ball. He stood there in a panic and whispered, "I, I won't run away."

He likes Li Wenzhao, how could he run away.

Li Wenzhao was slightly stunned, and a whispered confession rang in his ears. The little housekeeper's voice was low, revealing nervousness and helplessness, and expressed his feelings. Li Wenzhao

chuckled and stood up: "I heard it."

Jing Yi blushed, and was almost forced by his own inner voice bug to not know what to do.

But now that it has come to this, there is no point in being shy. The window paper has been pierced, so he should be open and honest, right? It's no big deal, eh.

"I heard it..." Jing Yi forced himself to calm down: "It's nothing great, just a golden finger. Anyway, I'm telling the truth and not lying to you. You treat me well, I know it myself, so..." Li Wenzhao

chuckled: "What are you talking about, upside down."

Jing Yi was nervous because of his laughter and forgot what he said afterwards: "..."

He was a little annoyed: "Don't interrupt."

Li Wenzhao chuckled twice, and the depression that had just accumulated in his heart dissipated: "Okay, you continue."

"..." Jing Yi, who would never be remembered again if he forgot.

"Anyway, that's probably it." Jing Yi blinked quickly, his fingers tapping the table unconsciously: "...I like you, too."

After saying that, Jing Yi lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Huh, he finally said it.

I shouldn't have listened to Secretary Fan. What opportunity is he looking for? Look at the straight ball that Li Wenzhao played, so straightforward and abrupt, he can't keep up with this drama.

Jing Yi regretted it a little.

If he had known earlier, he should have come in and confessed just now, catching Li Wenzhao off guard.

...His performance just now was not up to standard at all.

Li Wenzhao was amused by his inner voice again. The little housekeeper's psychological activities were too rich, and there were many flaws, and he didn't have the heart to point them out.

"So from now on, I am your boyfriend?"

"Yes." Jing Yi nodded with a red face, not knowing what he was saying: "Yes, you adapt to it, I am also your boyfriend, take good care of me in the future, and make progress together. This counts as being together, and we will share the good times and grow meat together..."

Li Wenzhao: "..."

Jing Yi: "..."

He closed his eyes and turned his head away in annoyance. What on earth was he talking about?

"Don't be nervous." Li Wenzhao took his hand, and the warm body temperature gave him a full sense of security: "Did I scare you by being too impatient? Then slow down the progress and follow sustainable development."

Jing Yi blushed: "...Okay."

Finally, the relationship was confirmed. Li Wenzhao felt soft in his heart and wanted to be intimate with his little boyfriend for a while, but time did not allow it. The office door was knocked anxiously.

Jing Yi retracted his hand and sat back in his seat: "First, work first."

Li Wenzhao calmed down and sat down: "Come in."

"It's bad, President Li." Fan Ming came in hurriedly with a computer in his arms and showed Li Wenzhao the colorful stock market lines on the screen: "Someone is sniping our overseas funds and shorting Li's futures leverage. The current loss has reached an astonishing 100 million."

Li Wenzhao was only surprised for a moment, then reacted: "When did it start?"

"Half an hour ago." Fan Ming said quickly: "The opponent is too crazy. This is a disastrous tactic of killing one thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred of your own. Who is so cruel to surround us and fight us?"

Li Wenzhao said calmly: "Shen Shubai has arrived in the capital?"

Fan Ming was stunned: "You mean..."

Li Wenzhao said calmly: "Go, according to the previous plan."

"Yes, I'll go now."

After Fan Ming left, Jing Yi asked carefully: "Are we going to fight?"

"Almost." Li Wenzhao got up and put on his coat: "I may be a little busy next, can you stay by yourself?"

"Of course." Jingyi said: "I'm not a child who needs company, you go and kill people everywhere."

After finally using the right idiom, Li Wenzhao smiled, "Children don't need company, boyfriends do."

Jingyi blushed.

Li Wenzhao pinched his face, but his strength was very light. The soft skin of the young butler was as good as he imagined.

"Wait for me to come back."

The director watched Li Wenzhao leave. In fact, he was still a little nervous in his heart. After all, Shen Shubai was the author's biological son. After going abroad, he started to retaliate as soon as he came back. Who knows what kind of conspiracy he will come up with.

Going against the halo of the protagonist, the chances of winning seem a little low.

Jing Yi closed his eyes, forced himself to clear the messy thoughts in his mind, sat down and began to sort out Shen Shubai's story line.

After crossing over, he has been recalling the plot over and over again. It is not difficult to remember the highlights of the protagonist.

It's just that the order of the plot is a bit messy.

Jing Yi simply took a pen and lay on the table to draw a simple timeline.

From starting from scratch, to making a name for himself, and then to becoming famous, Jing Yi clearly depicted the nodes of Shen Shubai's life on paper.

Then he filled in the relevant plot of Li's family.

···

Ten minutes later, Jing Yi's eyes widened suddenly.

·

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Li Wenzhao sat at the first seat in the office, and a group of people in front of him were actively responding to the attack from Shen's family.

This is a real business war, not the kind of small fight that Jing Yi had done before.

If you are not careful, you can lose tens of billions in a few minutes.

Everyone in the conference room was waiting in a serious manner.

As they argued back and forth, both sides lost a lot of money. At this time, Fan Ming suddenly received a message and whispered in Li Wenzhao's ear: "Boss Li, Shen Shubai wants to meet you."

Li Wenzhao raised his eyebrows without surprise: "Where?"

"Jinghe Building." Fan Ming said: "Shen Shubai said he wants to make peace with you."

Li Wenzhao was stunned. Looking at the fierce battle in the stock market, Shen's company has not yet reached the point of exhaustion, why is he suddenly asking for peace?

"No." Li Wenzhao said.

Fan Ming went out to reply, and soon came back with a strange look on his face, whispering: "Shen Shubai said that the young master is in their hands." Li

Wenzhao's expression changed.

Fan Ming immediately said: "I have called the studio, and they said that the young master went to the toilet and disappeared..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Wenzhao suddenly stood up and walked out the door.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Li Wenzhao saw Jingyi running towards him in a hurry. Li Wenzhao

: "Jingyi?"

Jingyi was out of breath because he had been running so fast. He simply spoke to Li Wenzhao in his mind.

[Don't be fooled. The young master is not in Jinghe Building. He is in Cangming Pavilion in the west. Shen Shubai is playing tricks on you.]

[The purpose is to force you to give up your interests. He will not let the young master back!]

Jingyi remembered that this was an important plot point. After Shen Shubai came back from abroad, he launched an all-round attack on the Li family.

Li Mingzhi was taken out of the coal kiln by Shen Shubai as a bargaining chip to threaten Li Wenzhao. After getting what he wanted, Shen Shubai broke his promise shamelessly. Not only did he not send Li Mingzhi, who had a disability in both legs, back to Li's home, but he threw him back to the coal kiln.

Li Mingzhi had a disability in both legs and could not do heavy work. Ning Jiang deliberately humiliated him and sent him to the coal kiln, where there were farm workers who never saw the sun. Li Mingzhi suffered even more torture.

However, the plot has been changed into a mess. Li Mingzhi did not go to the coal kiln. What Jingyi feared was that Shen Shubai would send a healthy Li Mingzhi in.

Jing Yi finished the story quickly in his heart and said anxiously: "Young Master, do you understand?"

Li Wenzhao said without hesitation: "Fan Ming, you take people to Cangming Pavilion to find Mingzhi, I will go to Jinghe Building to hold Shen Shubai."

Fan Ming was once again stunned by the spiritual connection between the two, but now was not the time to be surprised. He hurriedly came back to his senses: "Okay, I'll go now."

"Secretary Fan." Jing Yi suddenly spoke.

Fan Ming was stunned.

"Be careful that the other party has weapons." Jing Yi reminded: "If you see a knife, you must stay away."

Fan Ming was stunned: "...Okay."

There was a security team in the company. Fan Ming took most of the people away and hurried to find the whereabouts of Li Mingzhi.

Jing Yi was a little panicked for no reason.

Li Wenzhao recalled the thoughts he had heard before, that Secretary Fan would protect him.

"Is it this time?"

Jing Yi nodded, not caring about the crowd, and nervously grasped Li Wenzhao's arm: "Be careful."

"Okay." Li Wenzhao touched his head soothingly. After Li Wenzhao left, Jing Yi was still uneasy. He walked back and forth in the top-floor office, trying to recall the plot. He had been living too comfortably these days. He indulged in enjoyment and forgot that this was a bloody and sad story. Bloody is not a big deal, but it is mainly sad.