One Hundred Ways to Become a God

Xie Shizhang looked down at the young man with a stiff look on his face.

The young man is not tall, and sitting on the sofa is a head lower than him, because the movement of lowering his head reveals a slender neck, which seems to be easily broken with a pinch, and there is still a mottled mark left on the back of the neck last night, imprinted On the white and greasy skin, there is quite a shocking meaning, which can't help but make people feel sadistic from the bottom of their hearts.

If you pull down the neckline, you can see more traces of beauty.

Seeing that the young man was completely wrapped in his own clothes, he was thin and thin, and a dark color flashed across his gray-blue eyes.

When he woke up this morning, he did not leave any clothes for the young man in the room on purpose, just to see how he would deal with it.

Sure enough, as he expected, this clever little guy dug out his clothes from the closet and slipped out of them.

He's quite discerning, most of his clothes should be nondescript when young people wear them, and it's hard for him to find a set that doesn't feel inconsistent when he wears them.

The young man's slender body was wrapped in a large plain shirt, and he was sunk in the soft sofa. His black hair was stained with water vapor from washing, which made him look a bit thinner.

He also really felt the fragility of this body last night. Except for the two flaps of flesh on the buttocks, almost his whole body is covered with bones that hurt his hands. Imprints that cannot be dissipated for a long time.

The young man stared blankly at the contract for a long time, then suddenly raised his eyes to look at him.

He smiled, and called his name in a very gentle tone: "Su Yao."

Su Yao, a nice name.

The handwriting signed on that contract was also very delicate, and it lived up to the name at all.

……

Staring at the horrifying six words for a while, then raised his eyes to meet the man's eyes containing a hint of darkness, reflexively, He Yan felt his ass hurt even more.

Although he has such a pair of gentle gray-blue eyes, the man's nature is obviously not as harmless as it appears on the surface.

He cautiously moved aside, "Mr. Xie—"

I can explain!real!

There was no time for anything to happen between Yuanzheng and Xietu, and that contract could also be interpreted as forced by the situation.

A man would never be unfamiliar with him because of this, at most he would just teach him a lesson.

——He Yan decided to mourn his butt in advance.

But before he could explain, the man interrupted him gently but forcefully: "Did I not tell you my full name?"

The unspoken words were choked back, He Yan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

For some reason, an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Let me introduce, my name is Xie Shizhang, and I am Xietu's uncle."

"..." With a sound of "pa", He Yan felt that the string in his brain was broken.

The words of explanation that he had just thought up were stuck in his throat, and he was choking up and down, and his mind went blank for a moment.

He said what was going on, when he heard the man introduce his surname Xie yesterday, he suddenly panicked, so he was waiting here.

How should I put it—

My dear, is there nothing between me and your eldest nephew?

Just thinking about this scene made it difficult for him to breathe, and his whole body was almost overwhelmed by the word embarrassment.

Seeing that he was stunned and did not speak, the man remained calm and calm, and said indifferently: "I already have some general understanding of this contract, would you mind explaining it to me in detail?"

Standing in his position, it is naturally impossible to be completely unprepared against strangers.

— even if this stranger took a place firmly in his heart from the moment of first meeting, causing him to break many principles unsuspectingly.

When he took the young man home by car yesterday, he had already sent a text message to someone to check Su Yao's identity, and the feedback from there was also very fast, and it took only half an hour to send it to Su Yao. Remote basic information.

Young and introverted, with a simple experience, a tepid little artist, nothing suspicious.

Appearing in that kind of place with a flushed face last night, it was nothing more than being conspired and drugged, and with better luck, he escaped in a panic.

Although he doesn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, those dirty things are almost an open secret, and he can understand a little bit.

So he confidently obeyed his own will and took the man home to sleep.

...It turned out that he was still too early to reassure.

He can still recall the feeling of being hit on the head with an iron rod when he saw the word "Xie Tu" on the young man's phone in the early hours of last night.

It's even worse than when a billion-dollar case was lost two years ago.

And this morning, the more detailed information from the private detective also showed that Su Yao had indeed gotten very close to his nephew these days, and had met at least twice so far.

And last night, Xietu happened to be near the hotel where he met the young man, and had a drinking party with a group of rich second generations in the KTV.

Everything is clear.

In an extremely bad mood, he sent people to search at Su Yao's home, and as expected, he found the high-sounding "personal assistant contract" and saw Su Yao's signature on it.

The only consolation is that the contract obviously hasn't been completed in time, and there is only Su Yao's signature on it, and there is no name of his elder nephew.

As for Su Yao's appearance of fleeing in a panic last night, he probably also had struggles in his heart.

He Yan: "..."

Although he really wanted to skip this dangerous topic, but at the same time he also clearly knew that if he avoided talking about it, the trouble would be even greater.

Of course, even face-to-face talks require skills.

So under the man's seemingly gentle gaze, he organized his language a little bit, and said slowly: "Mr. Xie Tu has not seen this contract, and I am not going to show it to Mr. Xie Tu. This matter is A mistake, and I will not continue it."

Hearing the young man's decisive statement, Xie Shizhang's eyes moved slightly, and he adjusted his sitting posture.

He heard the young man continue to say: "Yesterday's incident was an accident. I'm sorry to have caused you trouble. Please rest assured that I will not appear in front of you again...Can I take that contract away?"

At the back, the young man's tone became obviously hasty.

Sensing something bad, Xie Shizhang frowned slightly, and interrupted him again: "That's not what I meant."

He reached out and pressed the young man's shoulder, pulling his leaning body back.

He bent slightly, looked at the young man at the same level, and repeated: "I didn't mean to threaten you with this."

But the young man just looked at him silently, and fixedly looked at him with a pair of transparent black eyes, as if judging the sincerity of his words.

Being watched like this, Xie Shizhang suddenly felt a slight panic in his heart. He let go of the young man's shoulders, picked up the contract that was thrown on the coffee table, and neatly tore these pages from the middle, and threw them into the in the trash.

Seeing the nurturing contract crumble into pieces in the hands of the man, He Yan silently breathed a sigh of relief.

This ghost contract, which had made him feel bad from the very beginning, was finally completely withdrawn.

However, he was too happy too soon.

After the man tore up the nurturing contract between him and Xietu, he changed hands and took out a new document that was almost the same, which was obviously also a contract.

He Yan was dumbfounded: "..."

Wait, what operation is this?

The man handed the document into his hand.

He Yan pretended to take it calmly, and after realizing that it was not a copy of the nurturing contract just now, he put his heart back in his stomach.

Without rushing to open it, he cast a puzzled look at the man.

The man held his shoulders, his gray-blue pupils fell on him, and encouraged him, "Open it and have a look."

He Yan opened it.

He flipped through it roughly, and found, not surprisingly, that this was essentially a nurturing contract.

Party A of this contract is Xie Shizhang, and Party B is him. At the end, Party A has signed his name, and the black handwriting is chic and wanton on the paper, revealing the master's strong character.

This contract has been done with more care than the previous one, and the terms in it are also unbelievably loose.

According to the above, as long as he lives in Xie's house and "accompany" Xie Shizhang for five years, he can get 3000 million. It also explained in detail above that as long as he is willing, Xie Shizhang must obtain a certain amount of performing arts resources for him every year.

The last one also specifically marked that Xie Shizhang could not harm his body and spirit in any way, which can be said to be comprehensive, very considerate, and guaranteed the rights and interests of the dependents from multiple angles.

This is not a sponsorship contract for an artist, it is simply a charity contract illuminated by the holy light.

He Yan showed a shocked and hesitant expression very much, which perfectly fits the identity of an [-]th-line starlet who was stunned by money and wanted to make a fool of himself: "Mr. Xie, what are you doing?" What's the meaning……"

Xie Shizhang's hand on his shoulder slid down ambiguously, holding his thin arm without much muscle, and said with a slight smile, "That's what it says above, is there any dissatisfaction?"

He knew that Su Yao would definitely agree.

According to his understanding, Su Yao's family background is quite bad.

A transparent artist like Su Yao, after deducting the brokerage company's share, can get up to 60 to [-] a year.

Perhaps for an ordinary person, this sum of money may be able to maintain a fairly good life.

But the problem is that Su Yao has a mother who suffers from uremia, and she spends thousands of dollars a month on dialysis, plus all kinds of expensive medicines, so it is naturally stretched.

Life can't go on, but it's true that I'm so tight, I can't save any money at all.

That's why the young man wears such cheap clothes, and now he doesn't have his own house, and lives in an apartment rented by the company in embarrassment.

For this kind of person who is struggling on the edge of trouble, nothing is more attractive than absolute money.

That "personal assistant contract" will appear at Su Yao's home and be signed, which is the best proof.

Although Su Yao regretted it at the last moment, it is undeniable that he really thought about it.

Since you will be tempted for the first time, of course there will be a second time.

Once desire is pried open, there will never be a chance to stop.

Besides, he thought that his charm was not inferior to that of a young boy, and the conditions he offered were many times stronger than that of his nephew.

Of course, another very important thing is that they already had a substantial relationship, and the experience was very good. Judging from the young man's reaction last night, he undoubtedly got great happiness from it.

No matter how you look at it, the youth has no reason to reject him.

Sure enough, the young man hesitated for a moment, his slender crow feathers trembled, and finally gave him a careful look as if making up his mind, "...can I think about it for a while?"

"Of course." He moved closer and kissed the young man's forehead, then changed the subject naturally: "You must be hungry after sleeping for so long, right? The meal should be ready soon, let's eat first."

Sure enough, within 10 minutes, the aunt brought the steaming food to them.

The meals in front of the two were completely different. Considering his body, the meals in front of him were all light, mainly liquid food that was easy to digest.

Fortunately, Auntie’s craftsmanship is very good, especially the bowl of custard is tender and fresh, with a few drops of light oil floating on the surface, which can easily arouse people’s appetite.

He Yan scooped it with a small spoon and ate half of the bowl.

This body doesn't eat much, so he didn't eat much in the end, so he silently put down the bowl and chopsticks.

The man probably felt that he ate too little, so he persuaded him a few words, and seeing that he really didn't want to eat, he gave up and asked his aunt to take away the dishes.

He reached out his hand through a thin layer of clothing, and touched He Yan's stomach twice.

It was soft and flat, and it was not at all obvious that a meal had just been eaten.

This body was very ticklish, and He Yan couldn't help laughing when he touched it. In order to avoid the hand, he curled up and leaned on the sofa.

The man held his waist and brought him into his arms. His face was very close, his gray-blue eyes fell heavily on his face, and he suddenly said: "How are you thinking?"

So He Yan considered the meal time symbolically, and then compromised without any suspense, "I promise."

The man's hand on his waist was loosened, moved to the back of the waist, lifted him from the sofa with a little force, and turned him into a sitting position.

He reached out to pick up the contract that had been pushed aside during the meal, thoughtfully turned to the last page, placed it in front of He Yan, and at the same time handed over an opened fountain pen.

There were two copies of the contract. He Yan held a fountain pen, and under the gaze of the man, he signed the words "Su Yao" under the man's sharp signature one by one.

With the last sum falling, the contract came into effect.

The man moved one of the copies to his face and glanced at it twice, his gaze stayed on the still watery signature for a few seconds, and then he closed the contract.

He was going to lock the contract in the safe in the study in a while.

These few thin pages are destined to keep young people tightly bound by his side in the next five years.

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