Chapter 62-61° Does the Seven-Year Itch Need to Be Freezed? (8)
Today he started socializing with clients over drinks at noon, and signed a big contract while toasting each other, but the problem was that after drinking he realized that he had not taken the capsules prescribed by the old Chinese doctor.
Lin Yu, who had rarely been sick and had little experience in taking medicine, thought for a moment after the customer left, then took the remaining half of the beer on the table and swallowed it with the capsule.
However, his subsequent physical condition told Lin Yu how wrong his behavior was.
It is a psychotropic drug in the first place, and when combined with alcohol, the effect is 1+1 greater than 2, so that he is now drowsy, his head is heavy, his feet feel like he is stepping on cotton, and his steps are weak.
I should just go home and lie down, Lin Yu thought to himself. He quickened his pace, took out the key from his pocket, and tried several times to insert it into the keyhole correctly.
When he finally opened the door, the scene in the living room surprised him.
Who is sitting on the sofa?
Lin Yu squinted his eyes hard. Due to the alcohol and drugs, he could vaguely see that it seemed to be... a man?
He shook his head vigorously, as if to shake the drunkenness out of his head, which made him a little sober.
"Who...are you? How did you get into my house?"
Lin Yu took a step closer and discovered that this strange young man was riding on a refrigerator placed on the sofa in a strange posture.
This is too weird.
What’s even more strange is the young man’s expression. His face looks like it’s about to turn red and there’s fear in his eyes.
"Uh, I'm... I'm from the housekeeping company, come over here."
Agent 1 was tongue-tied and stammered about his fake identity.
At the same time, he tried to slide down from the refrigerator without leaving any trace.
If this man finds himself riding on his wife again, he won’t beat me up, will he?
Agent One was feeling uneasy.
At the same time, her brain was working fast, thinking hard about what words she should come up with to deal with the man when he asked her about it later.
Lin Yu burped, and then he saw clearly the housekeeping company uniform on Agent 1. He then looked at his action of riding on the refrigerator and said "Oh" in understanding.
It turns out he's a refrigerator repairman.
Then he waved his hand and said perfunctorily to Agent 1, "Thank you for your help, please continue."
As he spoke, he walked to the coffee table in front of the sofa, picked up a pack of wet wipes and put it in his hand.
The coffee table was very close to the sofa. When Lin Yu came closer, Agent No. 1 even held his breath. Lin Yu's sudden glance at him scared him so much that his heart started beating wildly.
Who in the family understands? He is just a college intern who just graduated and went astray. He didn't expect that he would have to accept this test that ordinary people would never face in their entire lives!
Experience the feeling of sitting on the householder's wife in front of the householder!
Lin Yu suddenly spoke again.
"If you need help, tell me. I can…I can help you, too."
Although he has become a senior executive of the company, Lin Yu is still very down-to-earth. If someone comes to his home to repair the refrigerator, it is his duty to lend a hand.
He watched the guy's butt slowly slide down from the refrigerator, and thought he was not sitting firmly, so he stretched out his big hand in front of Agent No. 1's horrified eyes, held No. 1's butt steadily, and then pushed him up to the refrigerator.
Agent 1: …
Subconscious Live Room: ...
"It's so strange. This is the first time I see a male protagonist in green. "
"I want to dye this thing green.JPG"
"unbelievable. "
Agent 1 was helped back onto the refrigerator, and regardless of how he felt, all he wanted to do was scream.
How to deal with this situation? His university teacher didn't teach him!
After Lin Yu casually did a good deed, he stumbled and dazed as he was about to return to the bedroom. When he passed the kitchen, he suddenly felt his feet go weak, and at the same time he stepped down, Agent No. 2, who was lying on the ground, let out a... electronic scream.
Lin Yu's leather shoes just happened to step on Agent No. 2's fingers. As everyone knows, Agent No. 2 was knocked unconscious by his own electric baton, so the cry sounded full of electronic music, just like a real rapper.
"What?"
Lin Yu, who was drunk, squatted down and observed for a while, then a look of anger appeared on his face.
"How come there is a lazy employee here who fell asleep in my house?" He angrily picked up Agent 2's burnt clothes and dragged her to the refrigerator.
"Assign all the work to interns?" Lin Yu frowned, completely forgetting that he was at home, and even in his drunken state, he showed the aura of a workplace elite.
"I'm fed up with you slick seniors who take advantage of your age... You can't just sit there and do nothing!"
Agent One's face twitched. The exploding scene in front of him made his brain unable to keep up.
This doesn't make sense...
How could he be so indifferent?
Is this guy still a man?
Agent No. 1 put himself in the other's shoes and thought about it. If he got married in the future and came home from get off work to see a strange man riding on his wife... he would definitely turn evil on the spot and make the world feel pain!
But the man in front of him not only allowed him to continue, but even added more people?
But according to what the client said, Lin Yu and the target person Hai Xin are clearly a model couple!
A model couple?
Agent No. 1 tried hard to piece together his three views, and then tried to hypnotize himself, trying to tell himself that it was because Lin Yu drank too much and his brain was filled with water, which caused him to do these strange things.
Maybe that's the truth.
Thinking of this, Agent No. 1 suddenly became more and more aggressive and asked Lin Yu boldly.
"Brother, can you tell me my sister-in-law's measurements?"
Just tell him directly so he doesn't have to measure it himself.
"My boy, I advise you to take care of yourself!"
"You kid, you are worthy of being called a kid!"
"Hiss, you have the legacy of Cao thief!"
As Lin Yu walked drowsily into the house, he vaguely heard someone calling him. He turned around, stared at Agent No. 1 impatiently, and motioned him to say it again.
Being stared at by the domineering president this time, Agent No. 1 felt a little scared.
"Uh, big brother, I want to ask how long her face is?"
How long is your face?
Lin Yu was stunned, staring blankly at Agent No. 1, then he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Now it was Agent No. 1's turn to be confused. This laughter made him feel inexplicable.
But Lin Yu really found it funny. This person actually asked him how long the face of a refrigerator was? How could a refrigerator have a long face? This question was really...
Hahaha!
So he smiled, didn't answer the question, and turned back to the house.
Agent One was depressed for a moment. This answer was within his expectations. He simply took out a tape measure from his pocket and began to measure the "face length" of the refrigerator under him.
On the other side, Professor Q couldn't wait any longer and kept urging him through his headset.
"Don't be in a hurry, cough cough." Agent No. 1 lowered his voice, pretended to massage the refrigerator a few times, then pulled out the tape measure and measured the length of the refrigerator door.
You have to know that the entire refrigerator is 1.97 meters high. Excluding the two freezer drawers at the bottom, Agent 1 measured the refrigerator door of the entire fresh-keeping area.
"The data is... uh, 1.5 meters?"
On the other end of the headset, Dr. Q, who was drawing lines on Gu Shuangshuang's face while waiting for the data, lost control of the pen and drew a long line after hearing the number 1.5 meters.
"What did you say?"
Professor Q was so frightened that he spoke in dialect.
"How is it possible that a human face is 1.5 meters long?"
Today's beauties want legs below the chest, and even among supermodels, few have legs that are 1.5 meters long.
And a woman with a face length of 1.5 meters...
"Is your chin going to hit your instep?"
Agent 1 subconsciously retorted, "The average height of women is still quite high nowadays. The chin will hit the knee anyway..."
"Is this the point of the question?!"
Dr. Q was furious: "Measure me again! Measure the width of my face and the circumference of my head!"
"Oh ok."
Agent 1 hurriedly took the tape measure and measured again, while muttering nonsense that no one would believe.
"Miss Hai Xin, I will give you a head massage. Before the massage, I need to measure you first..."
"Ah...the width of the face."
Agent 1 used a tape measure to measure the width of the two refrigerator doors.
"The face is 1 meter wide!"
"The head circumference is 3.6 meters!"
In the operating preparation room on the other side of the headset, Dr. Q took out a Leonardo da Vinci album from somewhere and started looking at it in order to calm his shock.
Then I heard these two outrageous statistics.
Dr. Q was silent for a moment, put the Leonardo da Vinci book back in his hand, and then took out a Picasso book.
After all, only Picasso can save such outrageous data.
He couldn't help but knocked on Gu Shuangshuang who was lying on the hospital bed.
"You... have you ever seen the president's wife you are going to replace before? Do you know she looks like this?"
Gu Shuangshuang was stunned, her expression a little confused, and it was obvious that she did not hear the conversation just now.
"I've seen the group photo on Lin Yu's desk. It was taken when he was wearing his bachelor's gown."
After saying this, a hint of jealousy appeared on Gu Shuangshuang's face.
"That woman is just average looking. She was able to be with Mr. Lin because they knew each other earlier. If it were me, my life would definitely be happier than theirs."
Dr. Q stared at Gu Shuangshuang quietly for a minute without saying anything, and then spoke after a while.
"Is there a possibility that the man you like... likes inner beauty?"
The face is 1.5 meters long and 1 meter wide.
Dr. Q inexplicably remembered the 150×100 large floral summer quilt on his bed in the dormitory, which seemed to be the same size.
"Forget it, I'll do the surgery."
"I think after I finish this, I can write a few papers and publish them to improve my professional title."
…
On the other side, in Lin Yu’s bedroom.
Our male protagonist changed out of his alcohol-smelling suit, put on silk pajamas, and lay comfortably on the bed.
Just close your eyes and rest quietly.
10 minutes later…
He sat up suddenly!
“Huh?!!!”
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