MTL - Bye Bye-Chapter 83

When Zibai woke up, Qi Yiliao left without knowing when, and the doctor came to round the ward again.

The door of the ward was ajar, and Jiao Bai caught a glimpse of Chen Yiming outside, and he didn't know how long he stood there.

Ziobac didn't let Chen Yiming in immediately. He talked to the doctor and answered questions cooperatively. When the doctor left, Jiao Bai still ignored Chen Yiming who was already in the ward. He asked Qi Er to come in and cook for him.

The meal was not from the hospital cafeteria, nor was it prepared by Aunt Liu, but Zhang Zhen cooked it for him in the company's back kitchen, kept it at room temperature, and sent it over when the time came.

Zhang Zhen can't even trust Aunt Liu who watched him grow up.

Qi Er shook the head of the bed to Zia Bai: "Young Master Bai, we can't let us drink the seafood soup today, it's okay for Brother Zhen to criticize us, the key is his emotions..."

Qi Er hesitated to speak, those traitors not only disappointed the boss, but also dealt them a big blow.

After living and dying together for so many years, there are outsiders among the brothers who beat and punched together, who play tricks on them, this is God slapping them.

The boss grew up in Qi's family and mixed with Qi's father. In such an environment, he retained a very contradictory innocence, and his fists were ruthless. Everyone can understand that he fell ill this time. They can also respond calmly and uncomfortable when the boss looks over with guarded and scrutinizing eyes.

The uncomfortable point is not because of being suspected, but because of the post-traumatic disorder of the boss.

It is said that it will last a lifetime and can only be alleviated, not eradicated.

Qi Er frowned with two thick black eyebrows, and looked at Zizania imploringly.

"Okay, I'll drink it." Ziazan said.

"Hey!" Qi Er hurriedly set up a small table. After the boss was betrayed, Lord Qi cleaned up the interior, and all the people left were absolute cronies.

He stood out from the crowd through multiple assessments, and was assigned to feed a job. I don't know how envious the other brothers are.

Because this job can prove that the boss trusts and recognizes him.

Qi Er dug a spoonful of rice and served it to Ziababa's mouth: "Ah."

Zibazania opened his mouth, he was used to Qi Er's baby-feeding method. Yes, I got used to it, he tugged at the little yellow duck rice bag in front of him!

"Chen Yiming." Jiao Bai called, "Come in."

Chen Yiming outside the ward breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door and entered. His partner is Ziababa, and the promises in the agreement can only be fulfilled by Zibazania, the Qi family and Zhang Zhen don't care about him.

In the autumn of this year, many people lived like years, including Chen Yiming, who has been locked up in a cheap hotel near the hospital, under the two-to-one guard of the Qi family, which is a good thing for him.

With the Qi family around, Shen Ji's enemies couldn't move him.

The premise is that Zizania still can be saved.

When Zizania is dead, Chen Yiming will die. No agreement will play a half role.

Chen Yiming was afraid that Zaobai would not survive, so he asked his guards from time to time. He probably knew how many operations Ziaba had had and how many times he had been rescued.

Unable to get out and cut off contact with the outside world, Chen Yiming was very passive and all he could do was wait. He thought there would be no news until winter.

Surprisingly, on Qiu's tail, he waited until Zibania's injury improved to see him.

As soon as Chen Yiming entered, he heard Jiaobai ask, "Where's the flashlight?"

It's not that he didn't expect this question as an opening remark, so he remained calm: "It's at Dong Qi."

Zibai quickly swallowed the shrimp in his mouth: "Why did you give it to him?"

Chen Yiming scratched his eyebrows. He has been with Shen Ji for many years, and the accumulated experience has been fixed. The way of doing things is all the same as dealing with Shen Ji.

According to Shen Ji's style, when Xiaoqing, who is favored by his side, is forced to use a flashlight, he will definitely put the flashlight in the person's mouth and do it himself.

After that, he will throw the **** flashlight on the ground and let the other party lick it clean.

Chen Yiming has seen Shen Ji do similar things, but he doesn't remember how many times, the most recent time was to punish Zhiyi. Shen Ji smashed his face with a golf club that resembled Zizania at a certain angle, which killed his mother, and stuffed the cosmetics he usually used to turn it into Zizania into his mouth.

At that time Zhiyi was beaten badly, Shen Ji pressed his head and asked him to lick his makeup.

Before Zhiyi finished licking, she was dragged to the cemetery and bled.

Chen Yiming was present the whole time.

Therefore, when the hiding place was transferred, Chen Yiming found a bag and put the flashlight in it, which was authentic.

That day, the tattered Jiaobai was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, and Chen Yiming was escorted to the car. On the way, he told about his cooperation with Ziabaca, including the flashlight.

Qi Yiliao was vomiting blood, Zhang Zhen was crying, he didn't know how much they listened to.

When they arrived at the hospital, Jiao Bai entered the operating room, Qi Yiliao and Zhang Zhen followed, Chen Yiming was at the corner of that floor, and several people stared at him.

Chen Yiming smelled the unique smell of death and new life in the hospital, and suddenly woke up. Qi Yiluo was not Shen Ji, and he didn't need a flashlight for revenge.

should.

Chen Yiming is not 100% sure, after all, most of the gentlemen in the upper class are sick. Psychologically or spiritually.

Qi Yiliao is a representative of the gentleman group. He has always been gentle and approachable, and rarely gets angry. Who knows if he has any eccentricities that are deeply hidden.

In case Qi Yiliao picked up the flashlight, where would he find it if he lost it.

Because of that little uncertainty, Chen Yiming did not throw away the flashlight in the end, but washed it with the hospital's hand sanitizer. Qi Yiliao has a cleanliness habit, he knows this.

After Chen Yiming appeared outside the operating room, took out his flashlight, and said what he had prepared, he was glad he didn't throw it into the trash.

Because when Qi Yiliao walked away with the flashlight, the veins on the back of his hands bulged out horribly.

Perhaps the former chairman of the Shen Corporation lived a life of eating flashlights every day.

"When did you give it?"

Hearing Jiao Bai's question, Chen Yiming collected his thoughts: "The night you fell from the building."

Ziao Bai's face was full of horror: "Where is Zhang Zhen, do you know?"

Chen Yiming said, "I'm here."

Zizania frowned and looked at the mushrooms in the soup bowl, but the two of them didn't say a word.

Negative emotions are like mildew growing in the heart, speak out, spread out, let it see the light, and it will disappear.

Stuffy, the mildew will only get thicker.

Well, the principle is this principle, but people can’t do it every time, and neither can he. Those who can achieve not a single inch of mildew in their hearts are gods.

Jiao Bai glanced at the spoon while staring at a piece of pumpkin like Qi Er who killed his father's enemy: "You go out first."

As soon as Qi Er's bitter hatred was absorbed, he covered the food and warned Chen Yiming with his eyes. Qi Er even made a gesture of wiping Chen Yiming's neck while Zibai was not paying attention.

Chen Yiming rationalized the 50 yuan two-piece jackets on the side of the road. Ever since his boss Shen Ji failed to escape, he hadn't worn formal clothes again. They were all clothes made for him by the Qi family who monitored him. He abruptly changed from a professional elite to a jobless vagrant, in various senses.

The smell of food filled the room. With a sullen face, Ziobai adjusted the rice bag in front of him. He leaned on the head of the bed and asked Chen Yiming to feed him two sips of water.

Hey Chen Yiming, he let out a belated sigh to his ally: "You are so cruel to yourself."

Ziobai saw confusion in Chen Yiming's eyes, and didn't understand how he could care so little about himself. This is wrong, he can do it to himself, it's not that he doesn't care about himself, on the contrary, he does it because he cherishes himself.

Cherish this hard-won opportunity to regenerate.

Ziobac died when he was about to embark on a new starting point in his life, when he was about to touch his dreams. God knows how many resentments and regrets he had.

He was able to activate his personal account to become a player, relying on the double burst of survival ideas and dream-building beliefs, which shows how much he wants to live.

"I want to say thank you." Chen Yiming said again.

Zizania waved his hand.

They looked at each other, and the two knew each other.

At that time, if there was no persuasion and guidance from Ziobac, Chen Yiming would have endured the nausea to complete the orders given by his boss, and the moment Zizania was found would be the date of his death.

If Zaobai died in an iron cage and his body was found, no matter where he fled, he would be dead.

Or they negotiated an agreement, using a flashlight to assist, Jiaobai asked Chen Yiming to come, and promised him "it's okay, the body is my own, you can do it anyway, I won't blame you, I will make it clear to my brother", then He will still die.

Because he is not in good spirits, nervous, inexperienced, and does not strike lightly, it may cause Ziabambia to die in the middle.

Even if Zibazania left a sigh of relief on his hand, it was useless. Qi Yiluo is not sure whether to blame him or not, but Xiao Shen Dong and the mentally ill patient with good skills will not let him go.

Zibazania is alive, which is the prerequisite for the storm to subside.

Chen Yiming thought over and over in the small hotel during this time, he did not follow in the footsteps of his boss, his hands and feet were all there, and he was able to eat three meals a day.

"Let's achieve each other." Ziabai guessed what Chen Yiming was thinking, and said pretendingly.

Chen Yiming: "..."

"You asked me to come here to honor Chen's promise?" Seeing that Jiaobai didn't mention it, Chen Yiming took the initiative to bring it up.

Ziobai didn't answer and asked instead: "Have you changed your mind?"

Chen Yiming nodded.

Jiao Bai asked again: "Do you really want to use the resources of the Qi family to break away from this circle and change your name and surname, go to a small place with a new identity to find a job you like, and start a family with a girl who matches your eyes?"

"Yes." Chen Yiming kept a straight face, very firm.

"As an assistant, you have already climbed to the highest position, and you have seen the highest scenery that can be seen by that profession. It's normal to get tired of it." Ziobai understood with a mouth, and complained in his heart.

Chen Yiming sees through the world of mortals and is willing to disarm and return to the fields. Will the years of firewood, rice, oil and salt be peaceful? fart! !

Didn't it mean that he had offended too many people over the years working with Shen Ji, and he wasn't sure that the next person he was looking for would keep him and keep him, so he wanted to take the opportunity to withdraw.

Anyway, money is enough to spend, life is important, it is better to avoid the limelight first, wait a few years and then decide the direction according to the situation.

As time passed by, Chen Yiming noticed something unusual, and took out the sharpness he had accumulated in the workplace: "Are you going to break the contract?"

"So what?" Ziobai bared her tiny canine teeth.

Chen Yiming's face was full of anger at being tricked, but he didn't do anything. He couldn't do anything.

"You have done a lot of evil, you are a piece of trash," Ziabai sneered, "but every yard counts, you really helped me."

Chen Yiming didn't look relaxed, he knew that this topic would not end so easily.

Sure enough, Chen Yiming heard Jiao Bai say, "You go to see him."

It is self-evident who this "he" refers to.

Chen Yiming's expression changed.

Jiao Bai said in a puzzled tone: "Assistant Chen, why do you have such an expression? It's been so long since the accident, shouldn't you go see your master so that he can see that you are safe and sound?"

Chen Yiming: "..." Zizania wants their dog to bite the dog.

Ziobai closed his eyes, ever since he slapped Shen and slapped twice in Beicheng and found out that was all that happened, he was too lazy to check the accounts in the small book to get it back.

Xiao Heiwu and his party made him deeply understand that to take revenge on Shen Ji, you have to be careless and careful, and you can't be rough, it will only make him feel happy. Only the physical pain and pressure did not surpass his arrogance. The death of the overlord is the overlord.

"How did you call him before, and how do you still call him when you go away." The Zibai play was exhausted, and he said in a sullen voice.

Chen Yiming couldn't help but twitched his eyelids. For a person who has been at the helm of a family whose power has been seized by his own son for many years, being called "Chairman" is too ironic, like a joke.

"By the way," Zia Bai said, "You look for the news of Shen's press conference on your mobile phone and let him see his son. He must have a strange idea."

Chen Yiming was speechless.

"There's also the video of the banquet that night." Ziobai thought about it and added, he smiled at Chen Yiming, "Is there any reporter who took the video?"

Chen Yiming said with a straight face, "Yes."

"Then do it this way." Ziobai couldn't be relied on anymore, he asked Chen Yiming to shake the head of the bed down for him, lay down and said, "Buy another flashlight like that, and bring it in your pocket."

Chen Yiming paused. Judging from the points just now, Zimbabella's way of retaliating against others is to poke the heart, not violence.

what now...

At that time, Jiaobai said in the iron cage that he wanted to buy a large flashlight, but Chen Yiming only thought that he was doing it to vent his strength.

Do you really want to do that? Or should he do it? Chen Yiming resisted a little.

"What are you thinking, I don't want you to feed him that stuff. I'm a human, he's a shit, not the same kind," Ziao Bai hehe, "I want you to tell him how you cooperated with me, don't miss any details .”

"Remember to record the recording when you go. If you behave better, you will have more choices in the small places you can go." Ziao Baipi smiled, "I'll ask someone to take you to meet your master, Assistant Chen, take good care of you."

Chen Yiming turned and walked outside, Qi Er who was outside the door quickly stepped in, leaned into Jiao Bai's ear and said, "Young Master Bai, Master Qi is over there."

Just as Ziobai was about to ask "Which side", the words came out of his throat, and he had the answer.

Qi Er whispered, "Master Qi hasn't been there all this time. It's because your physical condition has improved today that he went there. According to the brother over there, he answered a call halfway, and his complexion was very bad. Maybe,"

"It may have something to do with the fact that the surname Shen hurt you." Qi Er expressed his thoughts.

Ziobai pondered for a while, and said to Chen Yiming, "You can go in a few days."

Chen Yiming left in response. People are not for themselves, heaven and earth are destroyed, his former master has fallen, and he always wants to find a way out for himself.

The conversation between Zibazania and Chen Yiming consumed most of his energy, and he even chewed slowly.

Qi Er saw that Zibai was not in a high mood, so he took out his mobile phone and opened the message sent by Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan arrived at the residence, which was the house he rented with the band. The garage was remodeled, and it was very trendy. He took a video and tapped Qi Er, who had added his contact information, with text.

-Second, you show this video to my dear.

- When he is discharged from the hospital, he is welcome to live here.

Qi Er clicked on the video, glanced at the word "Second", his strong chest muscles trembled: "Young Master Bai, I admire you for being friends with Jiang Yan." What I admire most is that Brother Zhen also I can bear it. It may be that Ziababa doesn't have many friends, Brother Zhen doesn't want to make him angry and sad.

"It's all by fate." Ziobai watched the house decoration in the video, and a bold and unrestrained style rushed to his face. Living there, he would feel relaxed and comfortable.

"Don't read it." He said.

Qi Er put away his phone: "How about some more food?"

"Eat." Zizania raised her chin. He must eat. If he is full, he will be affected enough. Maybe he can go to the ground earlier.

His right arm and leg had to be reconstructed before completing his mission to repair his body.

Not only disfigured, but also lame, **** it.

Also had laser surgery on the ankle. It's time to go, cover it with something.

When Qi Er was feeding Zizania rice and soup again, in a dilapidated courtyard on the outskirts of Xicheng, Qi Yiliao kicked Shen Ji on the ground a few times. He changed his white shirt and wore his usual dark gray business style, with his tie ripped off. Wrapped in the hand, the neckline is open, revealing the rarely seen neck and collarbone.

Shen Ji was kicked to the ground, he was coughing bloodshot: "Ah Liao, you put my son in the position, are you afraid that he will deal with you like me?"

Qi Yiliao kicked Shen Ji in the stomach.

"For the sake of our acquaintance for many years, let me remind you," Shen Ji showed his blood-stained teeth and smiled strangely, "My son inherited my genes, and he was born with exclusive rights. His world is pitifully barren, and the scattered friends are all precious...cough...uh..."

Qi Yiloo kicked his head, the hard leather shoes stepped on his undulating spine, moved down loosely, stopped at his tailbone, and crushed one after another.

"Hey, seeing those prisons..." Shen Ji's **** lips curled up in contempt, before he finished speaking, he was strangled by a tie, and the force lifted his head up high, and then smashed it down heavily .

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

The sound of the forehead hitting the uneven ground is very regular, revealing the last self-restraint of a person on the verge of losing control.

Otherwise, he will kill.

Qi Yiluo threw away his dirty tie, rolled back his slipped sleeves, stroked his loose black hair, and took a few rough breaths, his mouth filled with a strong smell of rust.

Ordinary people can't fully see how the differences were caused by those injuries on Ziabania's body, but he can.

Knowing it is one thing, seeing the corresponding picture is another.

On the way here, Qi Yiliao received some surveillance footage, which was found by the person he asked to check Shen's study room.

It's all on the screen,

A mouthful of blood gushed into Qi Yiliao's throat, he bent down to grab Shen Ji's hair, and continued to press the other's head to the ground.

The first round, seventy.

In the second round, thirty.

In the third round, ninety-two.

Fourth round...

fifth round...

"restraint"

The muscles of Qi Yiluo's forearm exposed under the cuffs were so tense that they twitched, and she tore out a handful of Shen Ji's hair.

The "bang bang" sounded again.

The ground had been stained crimson with blood.

Zhang Zhen, who was next to him, was wearing a glove and remained silent for a long time. It's been a while since Shen Ji was sent to Xicheng by Shen Er's people. They have always come to practice boxing and kicking.

The third brother came back for the first time today.

What Shen Ji said stimulated the third brother. A possibility came to Zhang Zhen's mind, his breathing quickened, and his teeth rattled.

"It's the surveillance video of the days when Xiaobai was imprisoned," Qi Yiluo didn't hide it from him, "I ruined it."

Zhang Zhen turned around and went to find the iron rod, and rushed over with scarlet eyes.

Qi Yiliao stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

Zhang Zhen clutched the iron rod, his knuckles were cold.

"A pillow." Qi Yiluo shouted, the smell of blood in his nostrils became heavier, his heartbeat also slowed down, and the discomfort in his body made his eyebrows full of gloom.

Zhang Zhen's hands trembled, and he slowly handed the iron rod to the third brother.

It was as if he had handed over a weapon that would allow him to avenge his revenge, and the hope that he would survive.

Qi Yiliao took the iron rod, raised it up, and swung it down vigorously at Shen Ji's tailbone.

Before Shen Ji could yell, he fainted from the pain.

Qi Yiliao threw away the iron rod, and he took out the lighter and the cigarette case from his trousers pocket. This was his third pack of cigarettes today.

This fall, he smoked more every day than in previous years.

Qi Yiliao lit a cigarette, the blood in his mouth was stained with the taste of nicotine, he closed his eyes, his throat moved and his head tilted, his eyes passed through the floating smoke, and fell on the graves in the courtyard.

Low shrubs were planted there, surrounding the tomb.

Zhang Zhen picked up the iron rod and found that the third brother was looking at him. He was stiff all over, like a child who did something wrong and was afraid of being reprimanded by his parents.

The grave was only dug last week, and it contained the ashes of the old lady of the Shen family.

This week, Shen Ji was force-fed, requiring him to eat more and move more.

The excrement bins in the small courtyard have been removed, there is no toilet, and it is bare, only plants are planted around the graves, which can be used to cover the dirt.

Shen Ji could either defecate in a place without shelter, or go to the bushes on the other side of the grave to block his excrement. He chose one of the two and chose the latter.

The stench in the tomb is suffocating.

Zhang Zhen's eyes burst out with nervous light, his whole body tensed up, and the medicine bottle in his pocket pressed against his leg muscles.

Qi Yiliao was smoking a cigarette: "Azhen, try not to come here again in the future."

Zhang Zhen's skin against his cheekbones turned red with excitement: "Third brother, Chen Yiming said that there is a bucket in the iron cage for nothing...why can't I..."

Qi Yiluo turned his head to look at him: "I'm afraid that if you come here too much, you'll get stuck and won't be able to get out."

At the end, he said: "Xiao Bai hopes that you will actively treat it."

When Zhang Zhen heard the second half of the sentence, his thin shoulders instantly collapsed. Under the empty clothes, his body trembled, and his hand holding the iron bar loosened.

The iron rod fell to the ground with a "bang", and a small piece of dust splashed on his shoe, entangled with the blood on it.

The **** color of the killing was a little blurred.

Qi Yiliao strode towards the gate of the courtyard: "Get a water pipe and water the ground in the yard every day to make sure the ground is rotten and muddy water will come out of it."

Zhang Zhen followed behind: "Okay."

"Continue to take the daily muscle relaxants." The cigarette on Qi Yiluo's lips trembled.

Zhang Zhen took off his gloves and shook his overtrained hands. The potion was an improved version, which not only made Shen Ji unable to commit suicide and resisted, but also allowed him to go back and forth to the grave to see his mother.

"Starting tomorrow, don't give him food, and starve for three days." Qi Yiluo stepped across the threshold, "After three days, three meals a day will be delivered."

Before Zhang Zhen responded, he heard the third brother say another sentence.

"Food dumped on the same muddy floor, no need to clean up."

A few days later, when Chen Yiming went there, he saw a pile of food that pigs wouldn't even eat.

The unfinished ones are mixed with the new ones. The temperature has been a bit high recently, and the taste is very sour and smelly.

Chen Yiming found his boss beside the grave bag.

The former leader of the business community in Nancheng sat there. His hair, which was always waxed and combed back, had grown a lot. He looked like a savage. He was wearing shirts and trousers from a few months ago. Near people, the taste is too big.

Chen Yiming vomited every step he took. He admired those who punched and kicked Shen Ji, how they endured being so close. It is estimated that they covered their mouths and noses and took a shower after beating.

The former Shen's chairman was handsome and tall, and young boys and girls crawled onto his bed one after another. At this time, he was dirty and ugly, and beggars on the roadside would pinch their noses and say "disgusting".

Today is not as good as it used to be, the world is different, and everything is different.

Chen Yiming really didn't have the courage to approach. He stopped at a sheltered place and called out, "Chairman."

The person whose back was facing him froze, and a handful of mud slammed towards him.

Chen Yiming avoided it.

This is the first time he has been hiding since he followed Shen Ji all these years.

The feelings cannot be described in words. Chen Yiming is not so happy. After all, it was his dream to join the Shen family back then, and becoming the first assistant to the chairman was a glorious moment in his life. Salary benefits and vanity were also taken away. He just felt, Life is a drama.

Shen Ji always turned his back to Chen Yiming.

Chen Yiming thought to himself that Jiaobai's asking him to come here was more effective than any revenge from anyone.

Look, his ex-boss, who is so tall and looks down on everything, is not facing him now.

A lackey who had been kneeling for many years stood up, but the master became a dog.

What a shame this is for the master.

Chen Yiming glanced at Shen Ji from this distance. If Jiaobai didn't ask for all the hardships he had suffered, the others didn't think so.

After scanning for a while, Chen Yiming came up with a superficial inoculation that Shen Ji was not as bad as bamboo shoots. At that time in the iron cage, Zimbabella was not cured, but Shen Ji was treated here.

The Qi family wants Shen Ji to live a long life.

Most of the crimes Zaobai suffered last year were not told to Zhang Zhen.

Chen Yiming thought of the purpose of coming here, so he turned on the recording and took the initiative to talk about his plan with Ziabai. He spoke in detail and burst into complaints during the operation of Jiaobai.

As a senior assistant, Chen Yiming is very good at reading people's hearts, especially his boss's thoughts. Practice makes perfect. He has worked for many years, and he has a strong memory, directly dictating the scenes almost completely.

Shen Ji's back bent down, his breathing was rough, and the resentment of being played like a fool rolled out of his throat. He was like an old monster locked in the sea, powerless and furious.

"This is the flashlight." Chen Yiming threw the newly bought flashlight over, "I suggested at the time that as soon as you get out of the iron cage, I will report that your whereabouts have been exposed and skip the part about the flashlight. If he's whole and not cracked, you still want me or the bodyguards to touch him, and then he won't be able to fool him."

"Get out!" Shen Ji roared angrily.

Chen Yiming must have rolled away in the past, but he didn't move now: "Chairman, Zibai never played hard to get you, it was your own self-deception."

"Your former bed partners, Xiaoqing, who were lively and would come to trouble, but they didn't dare to really disobey your orders, they would still be obsessed with you." Chen Yiming said, "You deceive yourself because you can't accept it. Some people are not surrendered by your power. After you have spent a lot of time and learned a lesson, you realize that you have been tempted and given the so-called privileges. Maintaining an independent personality and resolutely not being your accessory, this is the root cause of your inability to let go of the bamboo shoots and repeatedly doing things that do not conform to your identity."

After a pause, Chen Yiming said lightly: "To sum it up, it's an old saying, what you can't get is the best."

Shen Ji seemed to have been chopped off several times by someone, subconsciously retorted: "What do you know, I love him!"

Chen Yiming's face twitched, and he shook out what he wanted to say last year: "Chairman, not every kind of possessiveness is love, and some are monopoly on toy pets."

Shen Ji turned his head back in vain, and turned back halfway, when a voice came from behind him, "In a relationship, love and **** cannot be separated."

"Why can't we separate?" Shen Ji frowned ferociously, his dirty and smelly breath was disordered, he said something, as if giving a lecture to the world to answer.

Chen Yiming listened attentively to a passage, and roughly summed it up, it was a normal entertainment, acting on occasion, and raising a few people was a physical relief.

At his level, anyone who is fully functional does not support others, and this has nothing to do with emotions.

Hearing this, Chen Yiming was not surprised at all. It would be a waste of words to reason with someone who is extremely conceited. Besides, he didn't come to be a teacher.

Not long after, there was a loud noise.

The video of Shen's press conference was played on Chen Yiming's mobile phone, and he turned up the volume to the maximum: "Chairman, Shen has changed his face."

In the video, the reporter asked questions, and Shen Ernan answered, he was calm and calm, without stuttering.

The interview script was given to him in advance, and he was prepared.

Among those questions were the content aimed at Shen Er's stuttering. He was asked by the reporter, indicating that he wanted to reveal his flaws to the outside world.

When Shen Er'an replied, he said that he had invited a teacher and would correct it.

Therefore, a stuttering chairman is not completely unable to go on, as long as he is willing to work hard.

The crown prince of the Cen family is young, and the new director of the Shen family is even younger.

Half of the land in the business world is given to young people. The addition of fresh blood will bring unexpected results.

After the video of the reception was played, Chen Yiming opened the video of the banquet. He didn't care about Shen Ji's reaction, and poured out the script he had written and memorized like beans.

They were all business partners who had been friends with Shen Ji for many years. They all attended the banquet that night and expressed their position on Shen Er'an. Even the old man of the Chu family attended.

Qi Yiliao also showed up. This is equivalent to standing in line and cheering for Shen Ernan.

After Shen Er'an came to power, he became aggressive, and the Shen's personnel had a large-scale flow, and a group of new talents were injected.

The business chain that Shen Ji had been running for half his life had all come to naught.

Shen Ji lay prone on the bushes, his sunken and dirty face was covered with distorted hatred and unwillingness, and his whole body was twitching.

Chen Yiming put the phone in his pocket: "Chairman, I have wanted to tell you many times over the years that overconfidence is a fatal injury. You have to blame yourself for the ending you have today, and you can't blame others."

Shen Ji grabbed the bushes, stood up shaking, and slowly straightened his injured spine and walked towards the hut. It was his turn for a lackey to preach to him and express sympathy for him.

"To be a son, to be a father, to be an old friend, to be a benefactor, to be in power, you are all failures, and none of them are successful!" Chen Yiming raised his voice, with a blade in every word.

Shen Ji's spine trembled before he straightened up, he staggered, and fell headlong into the smelly ditch in front of his feet.

A gray-haired mouse fled in fright. Seeing that the person in the stinking ditch was motionless, it swam over, jumped on it, sniffed, and ran away in disgust.