Chapter 62 I picked up a song on the street A rare
and exquisite card flashed before his eyes. Fan Ming raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Butler Jing."
"Huh?"
"This is the secondary card of President Li."
Jing Yi paused: "Yes."
Since he received this card last time, it was the first time for Jing Yi to use it. It is said that the card has unlimited credit. He had only read about it in novels before, but now he has experienced it himself.
It was really cool. With a light swipe, a large sum of money went out. To him, it was just an illusory number, and he didn't feel any pain at all.
Fan Ming's expression was hard to describe: "When swiping the secondary card, President Li will receive bank information, especially for such a large transaction."
What?
Jing Yi turned the tables: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Fan Ming: "..." I didn't know you were swiping Mr. Li's card while insisting on keeping it a secret.
Jing Yi was stunned for more than ten seconds, holding the card, "He has several meetings this afternoon. Do you think it's too late for me to go back and delete the text messages?" Fan Ming said
helplessly: "Butler Jing, Mr. Li is busy, not blind."
Jing Yi: "..."
It's over, his golden house was discovered before it was officially put into use.
As if knowing what Jing Yi was thinking, Fan Ming smiled meaningfully: "It doesn't matter, Butler Jing, being able to swipe the card to buy a house without telling Mr. Li is already a surprise for him."
"..."
Although he said it was a surprise, Jing Yi clearly heard fear in Fan Ming's tone.
Although Li Wenzhao might have discovered his intention, Jingyi was still very happy to buy a house with his own name on it. He was not familiar with the next process, so Fan Ming took it over and told him to wait for the house deed.
Jingyi happily agreed. On the way back, he also treated Secretary Fan to a big meal, which he paid for with his own salary.
An hour later, it was almost time to get off work. Tomorrow was a holiday, and many employees had already started packing up to prepare for the New Year's Day holiday.
Jing Yi quietly returned to the top floor. He did not go back to the office directly, but ran to the secretary's office. Seeing that assistant Xu Mian was still there, he asked, "Assistant Xu, is President Li in the office?"
Xu Mian looked up and said, "Yes, President Li is waiting for you. Assistant Jing, just go in."
Jing Yi: "..."
It was over. It seemed that he was really discovered. In the
office
, Li Wenzhao was doing the final finishing work when his cell phone suddenly rang.
[Call from Shen Shubai]
He raised his eyebrows in surprise, thought for a few seconds, and finally picked up the phone, "Mr. Shen."
Shen Shubai snorted twice, "Li Wenzhao, I really underestimated you. You really have the ability to give out all the bonuses."
Li Wenzhao smiled faintly, "How can it be compared to Mr. Shen's lavish spending at the annual meeting?"
Shen Shubai paused for a few seconds and sneered, "What's wrong with spending a lot of money? Even if it's tens of thousands of dollars, it's earned by yourself. I'm just curious, why did you give out so much this time? Money, how long will Mr. Li have to sleep with me to earn it back?"
Li Wenzhao: "......?"
Shen Shubai snorted and laughed: "In order to bring me down, it is really difficult for Mr. Li to sell his body. I also know a few rich women. If Mr. Li is still free, why not serve a few more of them?"
Shen Shubai laughed and scolded himself: "You are just short of money, right? If you let go, maybe you can sleep the funds back immediately."
He stepped on the bottom line and typed for a long time, but there was no reaction from Li Wenzhao, "Why don't you say anything?"
"Have you finished?" Li Wenzhao said.
Shen Shubai: "Not yet, if you want to listen, keep scolding me."
The office door creaked open, and his housekeeper who had been running around outside all day finally knew to come back.
"It seems that Shen's funding chain is indeed broken." Li Wenzhao chuckled softly: "Otherwise, Mr. Shen would not be so idle to call me in person to chat with me about some boring gossip."
Shen Shubai: "..."
Without waiting for Shen Shubai to continue his madness, Li Wenzhao hung up the phone and called the sneaky little housekeeper: "Are you back?"
"Yeah." Jing Yi nodded.
"What did you do?"
Jing Yi glanced at the mobile phone in his hand and guessed the result: "You should have known it."
Li Wenzhao nodded: "Bought a house."
Jing Yi: "Yeah."
"Do you want to move out?" Li Wenzhao asked. Jing
Yi said "Huh?" in surprise and denied: "No, not now."
At least he had to wait until Fan Ming finished decorating the house, so that he would have a place to implement his plan of hiding his beloved.
Li Wenzhao fell silent. If you don't move now, does that mean you want to move in the future?
You have to separate right after you confirm your relationship. If it goes on for a while, won't you even be able to see each other? The housekeeper likes to run around.
Does the housekeeper dislike villas or flats?
Otherwise, he can move to a small loft? It's good, but it's a bit crowded for two men to live in it.
Forget it, just tie them up and lock them up in a small dark room...
Jing Yi suddenly heard a [beep] sound in his ear. This abrupt prompt sound was sharper than before. He touched the tip of his ear in surprise, "Young Master, what are you secretly thinking about again?" Li
Wenzhao raised his eyes, "It's ringing again?"
"Yeah." Jing Yi said, rubbing his ear.
Li Wenzhao thought that this might be a small loudspeaker for monitoring illegal crimes. It was not allowed to touch the edge or kidnap people. It would beep loudly if there was a disagreement.
It was just like a time bomb.
[I want to dismantle the small loudspeaker. ]
Jing Yi: "???"
He covered his neck and stepped back a little: "Young Master, you must have a muddy mind."
The most important thing is that the buff grew in his flesh and blood, and dismantling the loudspeaker was almost the same as dismantling him.
When did the young master become so cruel?
Li Wenzhao: "..."
Forget it, the house has been bought, he won't interfere, but if he doesn't want Jingyi to move in, he has a lot of ways, "When are you going to move in?"
Jingyi thought for a while: "I don't know yet, it shouldn't be that soon. Before the new house is renovated, please stay with me for a while."
"..."
Li Wenzhao was used to his confusing words and skipped it directly: "Get off work."
Jingyi looked at the time and it was indeed a bit late.
He quickly cleaned up his desk, put on his coat and scarf, and followed Li Wenzhao downstairs.
While waiting for the elevator, Jingyi's mobile phone rang, and he received a huge transfer.
"Young Master, Young Master." Jing Yi patted Li Wenzhao's arm urgently, "The Third Young Master seems to be crazy, he transferred a lot of money to me." Li
Wenzhao was not surprised, "That's a bribe."
Jing Yi: "......?"
Not long after, Li Ting's message came in.
[Third Young Master]: Butler Jing, you received the money, right?
[Third Young Master]: Do me a favor, write down who my brother has met and where he has been recently.
[Third Young Master]: I must dig out this sponsor... ugh, that person...
Jing Yi: "..."
He put away his phone: "Young Master, you are so smart."
"Just normal speculation." Li Wenzhao said indifferently.
"Then should I sell you out?" Jing Yi buried his head and counted 0s, thinking that this deal was still quite cost-effective.
He made a lot of money without leaving home.
Chuck.
"How do you want to sell it?" Li Wenzhao's expression was normal, but Jingyi was able to sense the coming storm. He gulped and said obediently, "I won't blow myself up, but I feel a little sorry for the money."
"No need to feel sorry." Li Wenzhao said, "Adults should be responsible for their own actions. The third child is not a child anymore."
Jingyi tilted his head and added, "So, we are letting him pay for a lesson now?"
Li Wenzhao: "..."
The words were rough, but the truth was true.
Jingyi smacked his lips and said, "In this case, I should be marked as a risky contact by the anti-bombing app..."
Before he could finish his words, the elevator finally arrived late.
The door slid open to the sides, and Li Ting was standing in the elevator compartment, typing away. When he realized that the elevator had reached the top floor, he slowly raised his head...
"..."
"..."
Jing Yi clenched his phone tightly. He had just made a fortune when he ran into the real owner. He was nervous and a little dazed: "Young Master, our company has gone to the mirage, right?"
[The Third Young Master was projected into the elevator. ]
Li Wenzhao: "..."
Li Ting: "..."
Stupid housekeeper Jing, he couldn't tell the difference between a real person and a fake one. He suddenly doubted his decision to entrust the other party to follow him. It
was obvious that he was incapable of success and more than capable of failure. How could he keep an eye on his eldest brother?
Li Ting put away his phone: "Butler Jing, why didn't you answer my call?"
Jing Yi blinked and gradually came back to reality: "You called me?"
Didn't he send a text message?
"I couldn't get through to you, so I sent you a text message." Li Ting frowned: "Did you block me?"
Jing Yi: "No."
He buried his head in his phone and poked at it, then said: "Third Master, next time you can't get through to me, you can use my Huaxia Bank card."
Li Ting: "…………"
Money-obsessed Butler Jing, there is no limit to his wealth.
But he is still smart, so let's use it. Li Ting turned around and said hello to Li Wenzhao, walked out of the elevator, and signaled Jing Yi with his eyes when he said goodbye.
Pause: o0.Q<
Jing Yi: “…?”
[What’s that expression on Third Young Master’s face? It looks like a sign of facial paralysis]
Pause: “…”
Forget it, whatever happens.
Jing Yi and Li Wenzhao went downstairs. Uncle Lin had already parked the car at the gate.
Jing Yi opened the car door and suddenly heard a cry of pain from the street, “Ouch, ouch.”
He tiptoed curiously to look over and found an old man sitting on the ground with his hands on his chest. He stretched out his hand to pick up something. In the distance, there was a gurgling small medicine bottle.
“Young Master, wait for me.”
Jing Yi said and ran away.
The medicine bottle rolled farther and farther on the slightly tilted ground. Jing Yi ran over and picked it up, handed it to the old man, and even unscrewed the lid.
"Grandpa, are you okay?"
The gray-haired old man breathed quickly and looked at Jingyi: "..."
Jingyi thought he had something to say, "Please speak slowly, don't be in a hurry."
The old man: "Grandpa what... Grandpa..., I'm only 48 years old this year."
Jingyi was stunned: "..."
Wow.
How come half of his age is already a whole age.
The old man... The middle-aged man swallowed the pills, and his breath came back. He looked at Jingyi more and more favorably, "You are a good kid. You ran up like this, aren't you afraid that I will scold you?"
Jingyi pointed to the eaves next to him: "There is a surveillance camera there."
Surveillance is really a great invention. You don't have to shout when you see injustice on the road.
The middle-aged man: “…”
He climbed up with the help of the flowerbed and patted the dust off his clothes: “It’s time for dinner. I’ll treat you to dinner.”
“?” Jing Yi took a big step back: “No, no, no…”
“Why not?” The middle-aged man said: “Help me once. I don’t want to owe you a favor. I’ll treat you to dinner at the best hotel in the capital.”
“No, no, no…”
Jing Yi retreated again and again. Seeing this, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand to catch him.
Oh my god, did he meet a trafficker?
"Jing Yi."
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, I'm here." Hearing Li Wenzhao's voice, Jing Yi immediately responded loudly.
The middle-aged man saw Li Wenzhao and his eyes flashed strangely: "Lie Wenzhao?" "
Mr. Liang."
Jing Yi: "......?"
[I know him.]
Li Wenzhao calmly pulled Jing Yi to his side, [Yes, this is the richest man who invested in Shen Shubai.]
Jing Yi's mouth gradually turned into an O shape: "..."
There is such a low-key richest man in the domineering boss novel. Wearing a simple Tang suit and cloth shoes on his feet, at first glance, he looks like a grandfather taking a walk in the park.
Who can recognize this as the richest man.
Mr. Shoufu looked at Li Wenzhao: "Is this child from your Li family?"
Li Wenzhao: "Yes."
"He has good character." Mr. Shoufu murmured: "He is not as rebellious as Shen Shubai said..."
?
Jing Yi perked up his ears sharply, huh? Did Shen Shubai gossip about them in front of Mr. Shoufu?
Look, he will gossip back immediately.
"Grandpa...uncle." Jing Yi poked his head out from behind Li Wenzhao, "Aren't you going to treat us to a meal? I'll eat."
Li Wenzhao didn't understand.
Mr. Shoufu nodded with satisfaction, "That's right, we must repay a favor, and we can't be careless."
Mr. Shoufu walked forward with his hands behind his back.
Li Wenzhao glanced at Jingyi
and said, "What new tricks have you come up with?" Jingyi chuckled and said, "It's not a trick, I just want to poke Shen Shubai's tires."
Li Wenzhao: "..."
This idea is tricky enough.
However, Shen Shubai is not at the end of his rope yet, and the Shen family is still struggling. If he can give it another push, maybe he can rest assured in the future.
After all, he is still very confident in the little housekeeper's means of causing trouble.
·
The dinner of repaying a favor was scheduled at a high-end Chinese restaurant, and many dishes have health elements.
The richest man Liang Jing ordered a large table full of food, and he was very grateful: "Come, eat."
Jingyi always felt that his tone was like feeding two hungry piglets.
But since it was a gratitude, he would not be polite.
He buried his head in his meal while Li Wenzhao was in charge of building a relationship with the richest man. He filled his stomach while Li Wenzhao also gained an ally, which was simply the best of both worlds.
However, after listening for a while, Jingyi found that the conversations between Li Wenzhao and the richest man were all superficial, and could not improve his favorability at all, nor could they play the role of poking the tire. Sure
enough, he was still needed to help.
So he put down the half-eaten chicken wing, "Uncle, are you very rich?"
Li Wenzhao raised his eyebrows slightly suspiciously.
The richest man was also stunned: "It's okay, enough."
"Then you should have a lot of common language with our young master, he is also very rich."
The richest man: "?"
Jingyi withdrew his gaze with satisfaction and cast an encouraging glance at Li Wenzhao: [Go, young master, the common topic has been opened. 】
Li Wenzhao: “…”
With such a strange entry point, how should he start?
The richest man came back to his senses and smiled meaningfully: “No wonder the recent hot searches are all about Li’s sky-high bonuses. It seems that President Li has too much money to spend.”
Li Wenzhao said steadily: “Fortunately, it’s enough.”
The richest man: “…”
One by one, how come you can’t chat at all. He paused and turned his gaze to Jingyi: “Little friend.”
The little boy was secretly taking away the last quinoa shrimp on the table without even raising his head.
After moving the delicacy back to the plate, Jingyi noticed that the atmosphere was stagnant, “Ah?” The
richest man stared at his slightly sloppy eating style: “The Li family treats you so badly?” Li Wenzhao
: “…”
Jingyi: “…” Why do you say that!
Jing Yi quickly put down his chopsticks and waved his hands: "No, no, no, the eldest master is very good to me."
He turned his head to look at Li Wenzhao: "I accidentally fell off the cliff before, and the eldest master personally jumped down to pick me up."
The richest man was surprised: "Fall off the cliff?"
"Yeah." Jing Yi nodded.
The richest man glanced at Li Wenzhao with admiration in his eyes. It's rare to risk your life for others these days. The eldest master of the Li family is not bad.
Jing Yi saw that the time was ripe, so he put down his chopsticks, poured himself a glass of juice, and slowly told Li Wenzhao about his past sufferings, adding some personal exaggeration.
The richest man's eyes were wide open.
Li Wenzhao: "..."
He touched Jing Yi's hand under the table: [Why don't I know that I once knocked down 88 bodyguards of Shen Shubai with my bare hands? 】
Jing Yi continued to tell a fantasy story, and answered in his heart: [You know now] Li
Wenzhao: [What about climbing to the 32nd floor with bare hands to eavesdrop on Shen Shubai's illegal transactions? 】
Jing Yi asked back: [Isn't this the basic operation of your domineering president? 】Li
Wenzhao: "..."
Bang!
"This is really outrageous!" Mr. Richest Man slammed the table hard, shaking the soup bowl on the table, and Jing Yi quickly reached out to hold it.
"The company of this kind of person should have gone bankrupt long ago!"
Mr. Richest Man acted swiftly and took out his mobile phone: "Lao Zhang, withdraw all the funds from Shen's for me! Yes, not a penny left!"
Li Wenzhao: "..."
Jing Yi: "..." Nice.