Chapter 20 The troublemaker is eating your rice!

Mu Chiye left, and Pei Yufeng came back at the right time.

Pei Yufeng was only wearing a shirt, and his handsome face was rubbed with several bloodstains. He was always obedient and caring in front of Shen Zhi.

"Xiao Zhi, are you hungry?"

Shen Zhi was in a depressed mood. Pei Yufeng showed an embarrassed smile and glanced at the head of the bed, where warm millet porridge had been placed.

Pei Yufeng understood immediately that it was Mu Chiye who bought it, and he felt frustrated.

He is always one step behind Mu Chiye, whether it is millet porridge or... Shen Zhi.

"Brother Pei," Shen Zhi said, lying on the white hospital bed, his eyes clear, calm and harmless, "Does the plagiarism of G's new product design have anything to do with you?"

Pei Yufeng suddenly stopped.

Pei Yufeng said in a harsh voice, "Do you also think it's my fault, Xiaozhi?"

Shen Zhi shook his head. "Zhang Xin stole your design. In order to avenge him for joining Mingxin, you took advantage of Xia Minghao's desire to defeat Xia Xuan and instigated Xia Minghao to instruct Zhang Xin to copy Xia Xuan's design drawings."

Shen Zhi calmly recounted the entire incident without any emotion, but Pei Yufeng couldn't help but tremble. All his filthiness was exposed in front of Shen Zhi.

Pei Yufeng moved his lips but could not say a word to Shen Zhi. He was the first person to know that Shen Zhi was "Lan Zhuita". He used Shen Zhi's ability to identify forgeries to obtain evidence of Zhang Xin's plagiarism and then counter-plotted against Zhang Xin.

Pei Yufeng wiped his face. It's impossible, he thought.

Shen Zhi would never choose him again, no matter if it was to exploit Shen Zhi or to use plagiarism as a means of revenge that touched Shen Zhi's bottom line.

Because Shen Zhi's parents ran an original store and were accused of plagiarism, they had a car accident on the way to the court.

"Xiao Zhi," Pei Yufeng said hoarsely, moving his lips. He had so many things to say, but he didn't know where to start.

Shen Zhi closed his eyes and pulled up the quilt, "Brother Pei, I'm tired and want to rest."

The resistant attitude blocked all of Pei Yufeng's explanations.

Shen Zhi stayed in the hospital for less than a week. Mu Chiye never came and Pei Yufeng seemed to have disappeared as well.

Xia Xuan did come a few times, but soon left because of the complicated matters of new product launch.

Xia Xuan has designed a new bracelet with two silver threads crossed, twisted and intertwined, and an opening.

Its name is Guardian, Xia Xuan told Shen Zhi.

Xia Xuan originally wanted to design it to be closed, but Shen Zhi asked him, "Is that still protection? It should be imprisonment."

Xia Xuan silently stroked the bracelet in his hand, and finally decided on the open design. He felt relieved.

He and Pei Yufeng no longer have a chance. Xia Xuan clearly realizes that one subconsciously suspects everyone around him because of his childhood manager, while the other does everything he can to get revenge.

Shen Zhi lost his parents at a young age and experienced the fickleness of human nature. Although he was young, he saw things more clearly than others. Shen Zhi could sense from subtle details his distrust and the exploitation that Pei Yufeng was showing in his kindness.

Shen Zhi doesn't need to find someone who likes him very much. Shen Zhi wants to find someone who is a good person and can make his loving parents feel at ease. That person may be Mu Chiye, who has a sense of responsibility and can make Shen Zhi feel at ease. Although he has a bad temper, he can never do anything to Shen Zhi.

Xia Xuan finally looked at Shen Zhi. If Shen Zhi finally chose Mu Chiye, that would be great, because in a place Shen Zhi didn't know, the seed named "protection" was quietly sprouting and blooming into the flower of love.

Before the release of "Guardian", Shen Zhi edited a Weibo post, pointing directly at Mingxin Studio, "The biggest selling points of the bracelet you designed are two. One is its unique design. The two bracelets can be locked together. The design is novel. The other is the concept of independent women that you added. The marketing is also very clever."

"However, your two selling points are contradictory. The two handcuffed bracelets are a reference to the silver bracelets in modern police stations. They are shackles and restraints. I can't even copy them clearly. I don't bother to take advantage of the traffic of plagiarists!"

The latest statement by "Lan Zhu Ta" caused an uproar, with some supporting it and some criticizing it. Mingxin Studio even directly issued a notice that it would not tolerate the matter and would file a lawsuit.

After two days of uproar, G's official Weibo account reposted "Lan Zhu Ta" and posted a document, formally suing Mingxin Studio for plagiarizing the "Du Wo" bracelet from the "Du Wo" ring.

The designer of Mingxin Studio also posted on Weibo the evidence of the collusion between Xia Minghao, the owner of Mingxin Studio, and Zhang Xin, the designer of G Company. Mingxin was attacked from both sides.

G also explained that in cooperation with the police, Zhang Xin plagiarized the resigned designer Pei Yufeng and privately sold the unpublished designs to enrich himself, which added insult to injury.

Most of the evidence of Zhang Xin's corruption was handed over by Pei Yufeng, and it was for this purpose that Pei Yufeng initially asked Shen Zhi for help.

The reputation of "Lanzhuta" has reversed, and it has attracted hundreds of thousands of fans. It is well-known and has the support of the old luxury brand G. Fans feel that they have become fans of an unspeakable big shot, which is a pleasant surprise.

On the day Shen Zhi was discharged from the hospital, only the driver came to pick him up. Shen Zhi did not go back. He and Mu Chiye had no contact, like two parallel lines.

Most of the online condemnation has disappeared, and the incident of Mu Chiye wearing fake goods in the car accident has become the main target of criticism.

G has not made any comments since the announcement.

The entry "G's quality brand is not as good as fakes" has been widely discussed, and some bloggers even compare the real thing with the fake one. The result is often that the quality and style of the fake one are better than the real one.

Netizens were excited about this, and many people who had bought fake goods came forward to say that except for the logo being different, the fake goods were more authentic than the real ones.

The G family was very patient, and Shen Zhi couldn't help but feel anxious for them.

No matter how anxious Shen Zhi is, he will not actively deceive his fans unless Mu Chiye speaks out. His fans all trust him and follow him, and they always speak up for him when he is at the center of controversy. He has to be responsible to his fans.

Fortunately, the G family did not reach that point, and Mu Chiye did not let him down.

Shen Zhi was alone in the bedroom. There was a floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor with a wide view. There was a small garden downstairs.

Mu Yaocheng was watering the fields with a water pipe. Shen Zhi liked his simple life very much. Yes, Shen Zhi lived with Grandpa Mu now.

There is a feeling that he is really living a serious life. Shen Zhi is actively completing his tasks, but the results of the tasks are contrary to his original purpose.

Shen Zhi did not pay special attention to Mu Chiye and Xia Xuan. The constant stream of information on the Internet told him that Xia Xuan had taken over Xia Lin and would start subsequent cooperation with the G family.

Then came the news that Xia Xuan expelled Xia Minghao and Xia's father from the board of directors. Xia Xuan was fighting fiercely with Xia's father and had no time to do anything else.

Shen Zhi is not sure whether Mu Chiye and Xia Xuan will be together according to the original book plot, although it is none of his business.

Shen Zhi's task is just to play the role of the original owner and follow the plot. Once a specific main line or branch line is completed, all that remains is for Shen Zhi to wait for the plot to unfold naturally.

Logically speaking, after the tasks released by the system are completed, the plot will develop according to the original book, but now the plot is a mess.

It's like an answer sheet. The teacher gives you a task and asks you to fill in the answers exactly as he leaked them in advance. After you fill it out and submit it without any error, the test setter rejects all your answers and puts a big cross on them.

Mu Yaocheng looked up with a feeling in his heart, looked at Shen Zhi who was absent-mindedly watching him watering the water, and waved to Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi's eyes moved slightly, and he turned and went downstairs.

Mu Yaocheng turned off the water pipe in time, wiped the sweat from his hands, and walked towards Shen Zhi.

There is a small table in the garden with snacks and tea on it. It is comfortable to sip cakes while enjoying the scenery.

"Your taste is quite compatible with an old man like me," Mu Yaocheng thought. Nowadays, young people all like food with strong flavors and heavy oils and salts.

But Shen Zhi’s taste is different.

Mu Yaocheng seemed to sigh, "Mu Chiye is not picky about food and eats everything. He is very easy to raise."

Shen Zhi hadn't heard the three words "Mu Chiye" for a long time, and for a moment he felt a little unfamiliar.

Mu Yaocheng noticed that Shen Zhi looked strange, and he couldn't avoid mentioning the G family. "I thought it was Aye who arranged for you to go to the G family, and Aye thought it was me who arranged it, but it turned out that it was the design director who gave you the opportunity."

Shen Zhi smiled when he heard this.

The design director of G House had seen the video of Shen Zhi identifying the authenticity of things, and Shen Zhi's fans recommended Shen Zhi as a freak.

For example, "This man can identify 300 bags in one second", "Wow, the human body identification machine is right next to us", "Pay attention to him and stay away from fake bags". Such outrageous Amway methods successfully attracted the attention of G's design director.

Shen Zhi proposed to compete with "Lan Zhu Ta", and he agreed, but he asked that if the director lost, he would be arranged to intern at G's house.

The director has been influenced by his family since he was a child, but he is still no match for the half-baked one. He challenged Shen Zhi with full confidence, but finally lost to the regular platinum bag.

That was the one given by Du Shi, and was given to the director by Shen Zhi as a favor.

Mu Yaocheng laughed out loud after hearing this and agreed: "He should be punished. His nostrils are growing to the sky day by day."

Mu Yaocheng laughed and then felt a little disappointed, "I don't know how Ah Ye will handle this matter. He is so calm that I, an old man, am worried and can't sleep."

Mu Yaocheng has many solutions. In his opinion, only by cutting the Gordian knot can the losses be minimized. "As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood to burn" has been the truth since ancient times.

I really don't understand what kind of medicine is sold in Mu Chi Ye Hulu.

Shen Zhixin's mobile phone, "G home purchases new production line", "G home new product protection is officially released", "G home new product protection will be manufactured by new production line"

The fact that these three entries are on the list together is obviously due to G's marketing.

Shen Zhi handed the phone to Mu Yaocheng, who looked at it for a long time and smiled with relief, "Now is the era of you young people."

Letting things ferment, and promoting the new production line through new product publicity, Mu Chiye achieved two goals with one stroke. He had a firm grasp of the direction of the Internet trend and is now reaping the benefits.

Mu Yaocheng was quite impressed by Mu Chiye.

Capable, skillful, calm and magnanimous, he fits his idea of ​​an heir to the Mu family.

Mu Chiye's father did not follow the path he had arranged for him, but he lived a good life. Mu Yaocheng often wondered if there was something wrong with his parenting methods.

"Aye's father and his mother were in a business marriage and had no romantic relationship with each other. After Aye was born, they abandoned her to focus on their own business," Mu Yaocheng sighed, "Sometimes I wonder if this is Aye's father's rebellion against my meddling in his marriage."

Shen Zhi is not a party to the incident and has no qualifications to accuse Mu Yaocheng.

Mu Yaocheng treated Shen Zhi as someone he could confide in, perhaps because he loved to talk as he got older.

"Aye is very pessimistic about forced marriage. He always feels that he will follow in the footsteps of his parents. That's why he refused to marry you at first." Mu Yaocheng's old eyes were confused and sad. "He never asks for what he wants. It may be because he never got his parents' company when he was a child."

At this point in the plot, Mu Chiye and Xia Xuan should express their feelings to each other, and Shen Zhi should leave.

"Grandpa Mu, I..."

Mu Yaocheng seemed to know what Shen Zhi was going to say, and shook his head to refuse Shen Zhi from speaking: "If you have anything to say, go and tell Ah Ye. This is between the two of you, and I can't interfere. Ah Ye will be unhappy."

Shen Zhi swallowed all the words back.

Shen Zhi stayed there for another four or five days. The sales of "Guardian" were unexpectedly high, perhaps because of its excellent design or superb marketing methods.

The old man asked Shen Zhi to accompany him to Switzerland for medical treatment. Mu Chiye was too busy with work to find anyone, so Shen Zhi agreed.

It was not the same flight. When Shen Zhi followed the person who picked him up at the ski resort of St. Moritz in Switzerland, he realized belatedly that he had been cheated.

What meets the eye is the vast expanse of white snow, and skiers wearing ski suits of different colors are gliding gracefully on the ski resort.

Shen Zhi was taken by staff to change into ski clothes.

It’s blue, a color as deep as the sky, and surprisingly fitted.

Shen Zhi had never experienced this kind of exercise before, and he moved forward with a grunt, like a landlubber on a skateboard.

When touching the snow, Shen Zhi staggered and his body tilted. He steadied himself and did not move for a long time.

Shen Zhi doesn't like this sport very much. If possible, he prefers to sit by the window and daydream. At that time, he seems to be his true self.

Shen Zhi didn't like it in his heart. The smell on his body matched the smell of this ski resort, pure cold and gloomy, but Shen Zhi had a slightly sweet and greasy smell on him.

Shen Zhi, who couldn't ski, just watched. Among the crowd, there was a tall man wearing a black ski suit with silver reflective strips, who stood out very quickly as he quickly descended from the top of the mountain.

Its figure was light yet fierce, like an eagle soaring in the sky, grabbing people's eyes tightly, lowering its body and flying low, splashing up flying snow and leaving at a high speed.

The flying snow fell on Shen Zhi. Shen Zhi looked at the skiers in the distance and shook off the remaining snow on his body.

The man seemed to realize that he had accidentally injured a passerby, so he used his skill to turn the skateboard around and rushed towards Shen Zhi.

Soon, a tall and straight man stood in front of Shen Zhi.

The man bent over and reached out to brush off the snowflakes on Shen Zhi's body. He took off his gloves and placed his warm, dry fingers on Shen Zhi's cool and soft cheeks. The fallen snowflakes melted into small water droplets and were gently wiped away by the man.

Shen Zhi turned his head to avoid the man's continued actions.

The man took off his ski goggles, his deep eyes shone with a faint blue light and contained a faint smile.

His voice was casual and lazy, and he raised his thin lips helplessly and said, "Don't be angry, I'm just teasing you."

"Mu Chiye?" Shen Zhi asked tentatively.

Mu Chiye poked Shen Zhi's face and replied in a good-tempered manner: "It's me."

Shen Zhi stopped talking. Mu Chiye put on his equipment again and fully armed Shen Zhi.

"Take you for a walk?" Mu Chiye asked in a pleading tone, but did not give Shen Zhi a chance to refuse.

Mu Chiye led Shen Zhi to sprint down, the wind whistled past their ears, the scenery in front of them kept changing, the high-intensity sprint made their heart beat wildly in their chest, and the next moment it seemed like it would burst their throat.

Shen Zhi's life was peaceful and routine, and he rarely experienced this kind of speed and passion.

But this was commonplace for Mu Chiye. After all, he had been active in extreme sports for more than a decade. He had done things that were more exciting and daring than this. The line between life and death was often more thrilling than this trivial matter.

Shen Zhi didn't understand why Mu Chiye brought him here with such fanfare.

When I returned to the locker room to change clothes, Maki Chiye also followed me in and sat in a small corner.

A natural enclosed space is formed, which is just the right place for two people to talk.

"So Master Mu didn't come to see the doctor," Shen Zhi asked anxiously.

The white and tender cheeks were wrinkled and squeezed into a ball. She looked distressed. Mu Chiye smiled wantonly, "No, I just want to take you to experience my world."

Shen Zhi was distracted for a moment, but his heart suddenly beat and brought him back to his senses.

Mu Chiye stood lazily in front of Shen Zhi, watching Shen Zhi's panic with interest. His face was full of confusion, which greatly soothed Mu Chiye's anxious mood of the past few days.

"Why?" Shen Zhi asked this question after a long while.

Mu Chiye has high brow bones and deep eye sockets. When he stares at people, it seems as if he is pouring all his affection into them, which is so intense that it is scary.

His voice was deep and magnetic, and he said frivolously, "Why do you have so many questions? I'll ask you one, and you answer it truthfully."

Shen Zhi was caught off guard and looked into Mu Chiye's eyes, his heart pounding.

"Did you recognize that the sunglasses I was wearing were fake on the day of the car accident?" Mu Chiye stared at Shen Zhi's changing expression and kindly reminded him, "Don't lie."

There was no need to hide it, Shen Zhi bit his lip and admitted, "Yes."

Mu Chiye's eyes were fixed on Shen Zhi's red and swollen lips. His voice was hoarse as he slowly approached Shen Zhi until Shen Zhi had no way to retreat.

The tall nose bridge vaguely touched the tip of Shen Zhi's nose. Shen Zhi turned his head away due to the itch. The sweet and cold fragrance continuously flowed out from the side of Shen Zhi's neck and lingered in Mu Chiye's nose.

Mu Chiye just looked at Shen Zhi like this, and all the longing he had felt for Shen Zhi for many days suddenly gathered together and filled his heart, swelling up, and even making him feel gentle.

It doesn’t matter, Mu Chiye thought, as long as Shen Zhi is here, he is saved.

Mu Chiye took Shen Zhi back to the hotel.

Shen Zhi stood at the door, hesitating. Mu Chiye rubbed the corners of Shen Zhi's eyes, and the moist water vapor seeped into his fingertips.

"Take a bath," Mu Chiye said frankly, "Hmm?"

Shen Zhi took his time to soak in the bath with a towel. The warm water relaxed his stiff body and tense nerves, making him feel as comfortable as if he had returned to the womb.

Shen Zhi went out wrapped in a bath towel. Mu Chiye sat at the square table. His soft home clothes softened his overly harsh edges, and he looked particularly affectionate under the dim light.

"Come here," Mu Chiye waved to Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi walked over, and before he was close, Mu Chiye stretched out his big hand and pulled Shen Zhi into his arms. Shen Zhi twisted uncomfortably, but was held firmly by Mu Chiye.

"Look," Mu Chiye placed a pile of documents in front of Shen Zhi.

Mu Chiye did a lot of things during this time, including sending Zhang Qisheng back to prison and taking back the compensation money embezzled by the Dou family. When Mu Chiye got all the results, he couldn't wait to see Shen Zhi.

After spending a few days in hesitation, Mu Chiye thought that since he was participating in Shen Zhi's life, he should also bring Shen Zhi into his own life. Giving Shen Zhi a sense of security was the only thing he had to do in the future.

Shen Zhi's fingers trembled as he guessed the content of the document, but he still shed tears when the Dou family paid Shen Zhi 5 million in compensation.

Mr. and Mrs. Shen's design was accused of plagiarism because Mrs. Dou stole the design drawings.

Now the Dou family has sold the shop to pay the compensation and returned the house that belonged to Shen Zhi. The family can only live by keeping a close eye on Dou Chiyu.

Dou Chiyu's boss Xia Minghao was dismissed by Xia Xuan. Dou Chiyu lost his former glory and became an unknown clerk. He had to endure being exploited by his parents and being suppressed by the small boss he once flattered. His life was hopeless.

As for the relics left by Shen Zhi's parents, they had long been destroyed by the Dou family. They used this as a means of threatening Shen Zhi and repeatedly extorted money from Shen Zhi. Now it was retribution.

Shen Zhi choked up, and Mu Chiye touched Shen Zhi's head soothingly, "It's all over."

Shen Zhi raised his head, and his moist almond-shaped eyes unexpectedly bumped into Mu Chiye's deep pupils. Mu Chiye sighed, picked up a tissue and gently wiped the moisture from the corners of Shen Zhi's eyes.

"I will help you get the justice you expect. I will make up for the injustice you have suffered. I will personally take you to experience everything you missed in your childhood until you are satisfied." Mu Chiye covered Shen Zhi's eyes with his hands. "It doesn't matter if you are not satisfied. After all, you are young, and it is not a bad thing to be a little greedy. I can spend a very, very, very long time with you to make up for your lost sense of security."

"Why?" The darkness in front of Shen Zhi made him panic, but the warm promises in his ears kept ringing in his ears.

"You like luxury design, and the whole floor of the villa is filled with all kinds of luxury goods for you to study. If you want to study, you can go to Pratt anytime. What else do you like, Shen Zhi?" Mu Chiye sighed, "You don't know anymore, right? It doesn't matter, I can take you to see my world, there will always be something you like, and your life will be colorful."

Shen Zhi's voice became hoarse, and the hand that was holding Mu Chiye's clothes was shaking. Mu Chiye felt the warmth in his palm and couldn't control the tears that fell.

"Mu Chiye," Shen Zhi said in an untuned voice, as if he wanted to confirm something, and asked persistently, "Why?"

Mu Chiye's hot lips touched Shen Zhi's forehead and then separated. He let go of his hand, and Shen Zhi's eyes regained light. His long eyelashes were filled with tears, and his eyes were filled with endless sorrow.

Mu Chiye's heart was soft as a whim. He knew that Shen Zhi had suffered too much and felt wronged. Shen Zhi was not willing to easily believe in other people's kindness.

"Why do you say that?" Mu Chiye asked back softly.

Shen Zhi shook his head, but tears kept flowing down.

Mu Yaocheng always thought that his grandson kept things to himself and refused to speak. In fact, Mu Chiye had spoken about it, but no one cared and no one understood.

"You know," Mu Chiye patiently stroked Shen Zhi's slightly cool hair.

Until Shen Zhi suddenly threw himself into Mu Chiye's arms, the force of his hands made Mu Chiye almost unable to breathe, and he cried uncontrollably, "You love me."

Mu Chi's ambition was beating violently in his chest, making his nerves tremble, but his expression was extremely gentle, "Yes, I love you."

Mu Chiye placed a kiss on the back of Shen Zhi's bright neck, lingering, soft, passionate and hot.

"Shen Zhi, I can give you a home."

——

Three years later

“Lanzhuta” posted on his blog three years ago that he was going to Pratt for further studies and would temporarily stop updating.

Fans wailed, and many people also wanted to steal the account, some even offering an eight-digit price.

Shen Zhi did not reply, but forwarded a photo of a yacht to show that he was not short of money.

Soon someone found out that the yacht released by "Lanzhuta" was purchased by the president of G family. Within three years, the president's parents divorced and he inherited 90% of his parents' property and became the new heir to the pastoral family.

A rising star in the business world, he is famous for his strong product marketing and brand influence, and has brought the pastoral family to new heights, unrivaled by his peers.

Many people mocked "Lanzhuta" for being vain and taking things that belong to someone else as their own, and tagged the official Weibo account one after another, asking him to come out and slap himself in the face.

This time, the G family responded very quickly and forwarded the "Lan Zhu Ta" yacht to prove that it was the personal property of "Lan Zhu Ta".

The president of G Company also forwarded it, attached the same picture and made ambiguous remarks. This is a common use for both of them.

Fans of "Lan Zhu Ta" were confusedly pondering the meaning of this Weibo post, and suddenly woke up to find that their scumbag funeral master was in love with a great man, the heir of the Mu family, the president of the G family.

As night fell, the sea was rough and the cruise ship was rolling on the waves, drifting with the wind. The waves curled up on the crests and sank into the deep sea. The salty sea breeze swept across the sea with a unique fishy smell.

A broken moan escaped, almost inaudible, and was soon drowned out by the waves hitting the window.

The seawater that climbed to the top of the window meandered down, leaving a striking mark. The scorching temperature inside the window caused the glass to form tiny water droplets that merged and gathered.

It dripped onto the clean white sheets, leaving behind the outline of a thin, frail human figure.

There was only a dim light on in the room. As the ship swayed, the light scattered everywhere unpredictably. When the double-layer glass was instantly occupied by the light, the faint reflection of lonely and slender fingers appeared.

Thunder suddenly roared in the dark sky, followed by silvery white lightning. The white fingertips suddenly curled up and tightened, and the clean sheets were immediately wrinkled by the grasping.

The surging waves were not satisfied with the power of thunder. After calming down, they quickly rolled up huge waves, roaring towards the sky, and took a long time to fall down.

"Mu Chiye," Shen Zhi endured the soreness in his body, his voice no longer clear.

Mu Chiye used his fingertips to rub and pinch the peach petals on the back of Shen Zhi's neck until they turned red and swollen before letting go.

"What's wrong?" Sweat was oozing from Mu Chiye's brow and his jawline was tense. The soft flesh on Shen Zhi's arm squeezed out from between Mu Chiye's fingers, leaving red marks the size of knuckles.

Shen Zhi sniffed the scent of Ludan's cold water in the air, and tears fell silently, "It's enough..."

Mu Chiye bent his fingers to wipe away the moisture from the corners of Shen Zhi's eyes. The wet, smooth, soft and sticky touch made him reluctant to leave.

Mu Chiye took off the snake bone chain that was stained with sweat around his neck and circled Shen Zhi's weak neck. The black coldness and the light pink peach blossoms complemented each other.

Shen Zhi thought it was over, and tried to push him away, but was grabbed by Mu Chiye and held above him.

"For the last time."

A huge wave came and covered the window tightly, then slowly slid down the glass, leaving only traces of water. The sea water at night was exceptionally turbulent, with ups and downs and bumps, forcing the ship to sway.

Swimming slowly towards the distance, to the end of the horizon, the orange sky rises, and there is a long tranquility.

——

When Shen Zhi was old, he lay on a rattan chair with Mu Chiye, and died under Mu Chiye's nostalgic and heartbroken eyes.

Shen Zhi returned to the Space-Time Administration and was greeted by System 529.

The little fur ball knocked on the blackboard seriously and said in shock: "So, not only did you fail in the mission, but you also kidnapped the protagonist?!!"

Shen Zhi's soul was in a translucent state, his brows were relaxed and his eyes were calm, and the expression on his face was calm without any fluctuations, showing the posture of a person who had experienced many changes and seen thousands of things.

"I'm sorry," Shen Zhi frowned slightly, his eyes filled with a hint of apology.

The hair on the little fur ball's body all exploded, how could this happen? This person doesn't look like a bad guy who deliberately causes trouble, how could he become so broken if he had just followed the plot?

System 529 is unacceptable.

The screen in front of Shen Zhi was playing all the images of Shen Zhi entering the first world. Perhaps it was because he had left his original body, but Shen Zhi's impression of the first world had faded a lot.

It's like a breeze blowing through my mind, leaving no trace.

Shen Zhi watched "himself" being willful and coquettish with the protagonist, crying uncontrollably, and couldn't help asking: "529, your personality is completely different from mine, is that still me?"

Although Shen Zhi has forgotten his past memories, his personality is rather indifferent, and strong emotional fluctuations rarely appear in him. To be more precise, he does not care about anything and has no obvious likes or preferences.

The little fur ball drew circles on the ground sadly, "The soul is you. Your personality is influenced by the original owner and is the basic setting."

Shen Zhi understood, but he always felt that the person played by the original owner was not the same person as him.

"Did I fall in love with the protagonist in the end?" Shen Zhi looked at the intimate relationship between the two people on the screen, touched his calm heart and asked doubtfully.

The little fur ball jumped up and circled around Shen Zhi, "It's inevitable to make mistakes in the first mission. I reviewed it and it has nothing to do with you."

"Don't think too much. The original owner liked the protagonist. It's not entirely your fault that you were influenced by him and are with the protagonist," the system kindly comforted.

System 529 accidentally picked up Shen Zhi, who had lost his memory. After scanning Shen Zhi's physical condition, it discovered that his mental power was unexpectedly strong, so it tied him up to a small world to perform a mission and promised to help him regain his lost memories.

Shen Zhi is a patient and calm person who never panics when faced with unexpected situations. He is a good candidate for the task.

Newcomers always make mistakes, and System 529 decided to forgive him generously.

The little fur ball twisted its round body, and under Shen Zhi's pure gaze, it pressed against his forehead and said cheerfully, "Fragments of your memory."

Shen Zhi closed his eyes and felt it. The abundant spiritual energy spread out and the scene in his mind became real.

The man in black robe holding a sword had a dashing appearance and an imposing aura, and his whole body was filled with sword spirit that could not be ignored. He opened his thin lips and said in disgust: "Lan Zhuo, you took advantage of my insignificance to force me. Now that I have entered the great way and am half a step away from becoming a god, do you regret it?"

A cold sword energy burst out, and Shen Zhi, who received the memory, was also shocked and opened his eyes.

Such a strong aura.

When the little furball saw Shen Zhi staggering, he stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhi shook his head.

"System, do you think I would be someone who would force others... to do shameful things with me?" Shen Zhi asked tangledly.

The man in his memory spoke in a stern voice, and his angry and ashamed expression did not seem fake. Most importantly, Shen Zhi felt that the man was somewhat familiar, and was someone he knew. But Shen Zhi did not think that he was a despicable person who took advantage of the situation.

The little fur ball was puzzled by Shen Zhi's question and bounced a few times in the air, thinking that Shen Zhi was still brooding over it. "I've already said that you were influenced by the original owner. Your indifferent and cold look makes you look more like someone who was forced."

A small piece of debris is of little use. Shen Zhi is not the kind of person who seeks trouble, so he simply stops dwelling on it.

"What is this?" the little fur ball floating behind Shen Zhi asked in confusion.

Shen Zhijie's white and delicate neck was bright and eye-catching. There was a birthmark on the back of her neck, shaped like a peach petal, with transparent edges like cicada wings, attached to her neck.

The gorgeous and voluptuous look like the mark left by a roller.

Shen Zhi couldn't see, so the system conjured up a mirror for Shen Zhi to see.

"Maybe it's a birthmark."

The little ball was even more confused, "How can a soul have a birthmark?" Shen Zhi certainly didn't know either. There were many strange stories in the world, so the little ball simply stopped worrying about it and said, "It's very beautiful."

"Thank you," Shen Zhidao thanked him and took out the snake bone chain from his arms. Hesitantly asked, "This one?"

The little fur ball was shocked, "Could it be that you brought it from the previous world?"

Shen Zhi nodded.

Don't panic, the little fur ball tried to calm down and said seriously: "I'll help you put it away first."

He must ask other systems. They have never seen such a strange host. He has amnesia, a birthmark on his soul, and can bring out things from the small world... It's too strange.

Shen Zhi handed it over to the system with confidence.

"What if the mission fails? Will you be implicated?" Shen Zhi just wanted to have a clear conscience. He had completed the mission according to the plot, so he accepted the result even if it was not satisfactory.

Shen Zhi's mission is closely related to 529, and Shen Zhi is worried that 529 will be harmed as a result.

Hearing this, the little fur ball said worriedly: "I will report it to the Lord God. It's not our fault. The Lord God is very clear-headed and will not blame us."

"Don't worry too much," the little fur ball bounced on Shen Zhi's body, "You can go to the vacation world for a few days. It will take a long time to meet the Lord God to report the situation. I will pick you up after I have sorted it out."

"Vacation world?" Shen Zhi didn't understand what he meant and repeated it.

The little fur ball shook his soft hair and explained, "You just need to maintain your character, you don't have to do any tasks, just eat and drink and relax!"

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Qiaojia is an old national food brand with stable sales but no major breakthroughs. Qiaojia's chairman decided to boldly hire newcomers.

The new general manager holds a master's degree in both finance and law from a prestigious university. He was promoted from a branch office within two years of graduation and has a strong hand and outstanding abilities.

Today is the summary meeting of the general manager's one-month work in office. The sales department, design department, research and development department, and publicity department are all waiting nervously in the conference room early in the morning to be "interrogated" by the general manager.

The crisp sound of the fine leather shoes hitting the ground sounded like a death warrant at this moment.

The door of the conference room opened. Everyone's heart was in their throat. They all lowered their heads in unison, staring at the plan in front of them without looking around, praying that the general manager would be kind enough to let them off.

"Start." The man sat down, bent his slender joints, and casually tapped them on the black conference table.

The man's voice was cold and quiet, with a slightly heavy ending, like a gorgeous cello sound, magnetic and pleasing to the ear.

Fang Yinyin has been working in the workplace for more than ten years and has never met anyone as difficult to deal with as the general manager. He is a clean freak and always demands perfection. He always finds fault with her plans and then scolds her harshly.

The key point is that what they said is all correct. Fang Yinyin bears tremendous psychological pressure every day to report her work. After suffering double pressure on her personality and psychology, her work ability has been qualitatively sublimated, and then the cycle repeats itself.

She was obviously the deputy director of the sales department, why was she the one who suffered so much? Fang Yinyin was indignant. Her direct supervisor pretended to be sick and took leave to let her take his place at the meeting. He was indeed a very experienced person with a dark heart.

Due to the pressure, no one spoke for a while.

Fang Yinyin glanced at the general manager sitting in the main seat. The man had his shirt sleeves lifted up, revealing an expensive silver watch on his wrist, which was as white as jade. His nails were neatly trimmed, and his fingertips tapped on the table lightly. The pulse on the back of his hand was clearly visible.

Fang Yinyin's alarm bells rang. She couldn't bear the brunt of the attack, so she rolled her eyes and secretly kicked her usual enemy, the head of the flavor research and development department.

The head of the R&D department was caught off guard and bumped into the table, making a loud noise and attracting everyone's attention.

This also includes the general manager who sits in the main seat and looks cool and handsome, unlike any ordinary person.

The head of the R&D department's heart suddenly jumped into his throat. He wanted to cry but couldn't. He trembled under the man's realistic gaze and said, "This time... uh... we have developed two new flavors, Sichuan Spicy Chicken and Chongqing Bowl Chicken. We..."

Shen Zhi's deep eyes were as calm as an ancient well, like the unfathomable well water that overlooked all living beings, making people feel that it was an honor to be able to share the same sky with him.

The head of the R&D department lowered his voice and gradually shut up.

Shen Zhi's voice was as clear as the slow flow of a creek in early spring, and it caught people's attention. "What's the difference between them?"

Shen Zhi's words were clear, and his voice was just the right volume to reach the listeners' eardrums.

The head of the R&D department held the corner of the table with a guilty conscience and stammered, "So... one is from Sichuan,... and the other is... Chongqing?"

Shen Zhi raised his eyelids, his eyes were emotionless, and surprisingly made people shudder, "You can't tell the difference between the two?"

"I'm sorry, General Manager." The head of the R&D department really didn't have the courage to confront Shen Zhi. All his little thoughts would be exposed under such a look. It would be better for him to apologize directly and admit his dereliction of duty.

Shen Zhi's slender fingers were crossed, their jade-like cold color exuding a cool touch and chill, like an exquisite work of art.

"I've read all your proposals," Shen Zhi lowered his eyes. The incandescent light above his head traced his long eyelashes and drew ink marks of varying lengths on his eyelids.

Shen Zhi looked distant and indifferent, his lips were pulled down, his expression even more cold. "Except for the R&D department, the new spokesperson you selected for the publicity department has collapsed in less than a year. The number of page views of the official accounts of each APP is less than a thousand. There is still no improvement in your publicity work."

The head of the publicity department was sweating profusely, "Sorry, General Manager, the spokesperson..."

"It is your responsibility to examine the spokesperson," Shen Zhi said lightly, blocking all the explanations of the Minister of Propaganda.

Shen Zhi flipped through the next proposal, his sharp eyes fell on the design department, "I don't understand whether the work of your design department is equivalent to street advertisements. If you have time, just go to the side of the road and look around. The layout of the money-spending wish for a child is much better than the design you work so hard on."

The head of the design department has not been recognized since Shen Zhi took office. He didn't even have the energy to defend himself and took back the design drawings in disgrace.

Shen Zhi scanned the trembling crowd, leaving only the sales department.

Fang Yinyin prayed frantically, not knowing whether it really worked, but the general manager actually praised her, saying, "The sales department is live streaming to sell goods, and their ideas are innovative and keep pace with the times, which is remarkable."

Fang Yinyin raised her head, deeply moved and said embarrassedly: "General Manager, actually we..."

"So who came up with the idea of ​​buy one get ten free? Instead of spending 10% of the profits to support you in developing the live broadcast market, why don't you just give the company to you!" Shen Zhi raised his thin lips, and his sarcastic words were like a sword piercing his heart.

Everyone's breathing was suffocated, it felt like a heart attack.

Is there anyone coming to rescue them? They can’t bear it, they really can’t bear it.

The four sincere people heard the noise outside the door, and it seemed that God really heard their pleas.

The door of the conference room was opened again. Shen Zhi turned his head and saw a wheelchair being pushed in. Sitting in it was a thin middle-aged man, the founder of Qiaojia, Feng Xinyou.

"Chairman Feng," Shen Zhi stood up and said respectfully.

Shen Zhi was promoted by Feng Xinyou. Feng Xinyou valued Shen Zhi's excellent work ability and character, and said to him, "You're welcome. Let me introduce you. This is my son, Feng Shu."

The letter came from a benign tumor that was diagnosed a few months ago. This made him worried and he had to plan ahead to let his son take over the company.

And Shen Zhi was the best stepping stone he found to pave the way for his son.

Shen Zhi looked behind him and saw a young man in his twenties standing behind Chairman Feng.

Feng Shu was very tall. Although Shen Zhi was not short, Feng Shu was still half a head taller than him. A dark shadow shrouded his vision, making him feel inexplicably depressed.

Feng Shu's facial features were crisp and clear, and he looked capable and dignified, but his whole body revealed a carefree and undisciplined spirit. He was covered in dirt and dust, as if he had been casually caught from a noisy and chaotic vegetable market, with a strong sense of vulgarity.

Shen Zhi's gaze fell on Feng Shu's black work vest. His bronze skin was casually and naturally exposed to the air, with scars of varying depths and a few black scratches.

The close-fitting fabric outlines Feng Shu's overly superior muscular lines, the neckline is soaked with sweat, and the top-notch high-class face and the most vulgar temperament blend together strangely.

Dirty stray dog, Shen Zhi commented.

"This is Shen Zhi, the general manager I invited to Zhen Qiaojia," the letter was introduced by Feng Shu.

Feng Shu looked at Shen Zhi anxiously. Shen Zhi was wearing a thin, neatly trimmed white shirt. His figure was smooth and straight, his eyebrows were long and thin, his nose was high, his light-colored pupils were cold and indifferent, and his expression was indifferent.

"Hello, Shen Zhi," Shen Zhi extended his hand and introduced himself, his voice as cold as falling jade beads.

Shen Zhi's eyelids were very thin, and tiny wrinkles appeared when he lifted his eyelids. His pupils were a rare amber glass-like color. When he looked at people, he would open his eyes loosely, which did not detract from his handsome face.

Feng Shu glanced past Shen Zhi's overly stunning face and lowered his eyes. His black suit pants tightened with Shen Zhi's movements, outlining her round and perky buttocks and making her waist look even slimmer.

Feng Shu pressed his canine teeth against the inner wall of his mouth, feeling the slight pain, and smiled in an intriguing way.

His dark brown eyes were gorgeous and noble, and even Feng Shu's rogue look still looked handsome and evil.

Shen Zhi sensitively noticed Feng Shu's explicit and sticky gaze and frowned slightly.

Dirty stray dog.

Feng Shu waited until Shen Zhi's patience ran out and then held Shen Zhi's hand. It was cool, tender and smooth, like a piece of cold jade, and felt great to the touch.

The light pink peach petals on the back of Shen Zhi's fair neck were clearly visible to Feng Shu. What kind of pure and innocent person would go to work with such a thick and sweet kiss mark?

The cold fragrance from Shen Zhi spread to Feng Shu's nose, and Feng Shu suddenly leaned over.

Shen Zhi didn't even move. He raised his thin eyelids and looked directly at Feng Shu with a cold gaze.

Feng Shu stopped at the side of Shen Zhi's neck. Even though they were so close, the cool fragrance on the delicate and cool skin became even more fragrant, mixed with a subtle sweetness.

Feng Shu closed his eyes, his nose moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, watching with interest the frost on Shen Zhi's face. He glanced down as if he saw something disgusting and dirty.

Pretending to be approachable? He wanted to see how far Shen Zhi, whom Feng Xinyou regarded as his confidant, could tolerate him, Young Master Feng.

Feng Shu tilted his head, his line of sight fixed on Shen Zhi's delicate and smooth jawline. His cold white skin was very eye-catching, like a piece of jade shrouded in cold mist. His small Adam's apple seemed to be locked by a tie buckled underneath, making him want to tear it apart for some unknown reason.

A gentleman is a traitor.

Feng Shu raised the corner of his mouth in a very frivolous arc, and said in a light and playful voice, "Boss Shen, you smell so good."