The national teacher dressed as a rich and noble son

It was night, when Ren Fu came back from a business trip, he sent another message to harass Xia Juanjuan.

"I made an agreement with my mother. She will come to see you tomorrow. Let's discuss about getting married."

"Tomorrow, you should dress better. When you see my mother, you must be polite and take the initiative to say hello."

"Are you asleep? Why don't you reply to the message?"

"You don't want to force me and my mother to kneel before you agree to nod, do you?"

Xia Juanjuan looked at the news record in fear. After Ren Fu said a few words to himself, he started threatening her without any surprise.

She kept Xie Yubo's instructions in mind and did not reply to him.

Soon, a picture of wrist cutting popped up, Ren Fu said: "I love you so much, you are going to kill me!"

Seeing this, Xia Juanjuan hurried downstairs, feeling obsessive-compulsive, checked the doors and windows, and dragged a solid wooden table to block the door.

According to experience, Ren Fu will appear at her door in half an hour.

She lives in an old community, and the property is useless. Twenty minutes later, Ren Fu came over with a flashlight, and the pale light shone into the lobby, screaming and screaming: "Xia Juanjuan, come out, if you don't come out, I will wait here. You have to go to work tomorrow, you always have to go out, don't provoke me!"

Xia Juanjuan hid in the bedroom, oscillating between ignoring him and appeasing him, fearing that as soon as she went out tomorrow, Ren Fu would take the opportunity to rush into the house and kill someone.

She is so ugly now, Ren Fu should give up when he sees her, right?Maybe it's okay to see each other.

But Xie Yubo told her not to go out.

Just as she was hesitating, she heard a scream coming from outside the window, and then it fell silent.

Xia Juanjuan was shocked and turned on the camera at the door to watch.

Ren Fu likes to perform suicide, and then presses bloody handprints on Xia Juanjuan's walls and windows to create a terrifying effect.

Red paint most of the time, occasionally true blood.

Today he did the same trick again, pressing his palms on the hall window, and when he wanted to pull them back, he found that his palms seemed to be glued to the glass with strong glue, and there was a severe burning pain from the adhesion, which made him want to put it away immediately. The palms are torn off.

He let out a scream, and was about to curse Xia Juanjuan for putting glue on the glass to set up a trap, when he suddenly found that his throat seemed to be blocked by a foreign object, and he couldn't say a word.

Looking at the palm, he can move on the glass, but just can't tear it apart.It hurts, the fire is burning his skin!

People whose thoughts are scarier than ghosts are often afraid of ghosts.

The absurd and terrifying phenomenon reminded him of evil spirits, and he wanted to escape immediately.

He tore open his palm bit by bit, his fingers connected to his heart, and the pain was unbearable, but the process was painless, almost effortless, and a layer of skin peeled off when he tore it open.

Xia Juanjuan scolded him at first, "Aren't you afraid of going to hell?" Ren Fu didn't care. Until today, he suddenly realized that hell skinning really exists.

He performed so many suicides, but this time he faced his own bloody hands, and was afraid of death and blood for the first time.

Xia Juanjuan watched as Ren Fu smeared blood on the window of her house, and then left like shit, not knowing what happened in between.

But it was the first time that Ren Fu left so simply, Xia Juanjuan hurried to the door and bowed reverently to the yellow talisman.

She thought of the boy's clear smile, like a sign that life was about to improve, and burst into tears instantly.

The hospital received a strange patient. The epidermis on the palm of the other person disappeared. He claimed that he was stuck with super glue.

After the doctor's examination, he told him: "You didn't get any glue residue on your palm, how did you get it?"

Ren Fu's palms were wrapped into rice dumplings, and his face changed suddenly when he heard the words. He wanted to grab the test sheet in disbelief, but he couldn't lift his wrist.

He didn't know it at this time, because he had evil thoughts again, he would never be able to hold anything, like a disabled man with crippled hands, unable to threaten anyone with a knife.

……

Xie Yubo has been tinkering with various plasters at home recently, and the smell has changed from a strong and unpleasant smell to a fresh and natural one.

Treatment requires the right medicine, but skin care products are universal.

In front of Xie Yubo were all kinds of bottles and jars, which contained the liquid he boiled, including ointment, water and pills.

His room was turned into a studio, with piles of various Chinese medicine raw materials, and there was no place to put his feet down.

Xue Jing asked her aunt to organize a bedroom upstairs for Xie Yubo to sleep in. Anyway, he can see it, so there is no need to sleep on the first floor all the time.

Xie Chenbo simply said that he would give Xie Yubo a daily chemical line for fun.

Xie Yubo said modestly: "I'll do it myself first, and I'll talk about it later."

He called Xue Yiming: "Uncle, I have something good for you to try."

Xue Yiming was surveying and mapping on the construction site, sweating profusely, and the blue overalls added a sense of abstinence: "Little nephew, your uncle and I are busy."

"I know, the sun is very hot recently, I researched a sunscreen that is very suitable for you."

Xue Yiming is skeptical, is his nephew so kind?

But how should I put it, Xue Yiming is 35, and Lu Shen is only in his twenties. Although they are not very familiar with each other, when they meet "occasionally", they always have to maintain their image.

It is true that he was afraid of the sun at the construction site.

The next day, Xue Yiming came to Xie's house after get off work, and was shocked when he saw Xie Yubo's studio. He went through those inexplicable bottles, picked one up and smelled it, and the smell was normal.

Xie Yubo wore a mask and a hat, only revealing a pair of big black eyes: "Uncle."

"Little nephew."

Xie Yubo picked up a glass bottle, which contained half a bottle of dark green samples, and he shook it, "Uncle, this sunscreen."

Xue Yiming was silent for a while: "Although everyone on the construction site is dusty, it would be strange to paint it green."

Xie Yubo: "This is for repairing. Apply it at night. It's an out-of-print imperial recipe! Take it back and try it."

Xue Yiming: "It's too troublesome, I don't need it."

Xie Yubo was puzzled: "Who is that who consulted the beauty salon half a month ago?"

10,000+ yuan at a time, why can't my nephew earn this money?

Xue Yiming became angry from embarrassment, he really had no privacy in front of his little nephew!He must admit it because Lu Shen recently recruited a young and beautiful young secretary who just graduated, does he have a sense of crisis?

Although his uncle's beauty is permanent and he looks like he is in his twenties now, it doesn't prevent him from feeling that the secretary in his twenties is an eyesore.After all, he stayed on the construction site every day when he was working, but the little secretary followed Lu Shen all the time, turned on the air conditioner in the office, and went in and out together.

Xie Yubo calculated: "Uncle doesn't like that secretary, just say, let Mr. Lu transfer her to another position."

Xue Yiming insisted: "It's none of my business, how can I meddle in the job transfer of other companies."

Xie Yubo: "Is that so, Mr. Lu seems to be eating at a western restaurant with his secretary today."

As soon as the words fell, Xue Yiming received a text message, Lu Shen told him that he was eating out today, so he would not go back to cook, and you should settle the dinner by yourself.

Xue Yiming was furious, and took out a check, "Help me figure out if Lu Shen will choke to death eating steak today."

Xie Yubo saw that Qian's eyes were wide open, and happily accepted the money: "No."

Xue Yiming: "..."

Xie Yubo packed several research results in airtight cans, labeled them separately, wrote down the precautions, put them in a big box, and handed them to Xue Yiming: "Here, I'll see you off."

Xue Yiming took it and almost dropped it, the box actually weighed twenty catties.

He took out a jar of lotion and asked sincerely, "Is this honey? Give it by the catty?"

This is the first time I have seen skin care products packaged by the catty.

Xie Yubo: "It's a cheap bowl, and the raw materials are not expensive."

If it is produced industrially, it may only cost one hundred per catty.

Xue Yiming returned home with a box of experimental products. Out of trust in his nephew, he picked up the sunscreen repair cream he had just shown, went to the kitchen to find a spoon, scooped up a large spoonful, and applied it on his face and arms.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Lu Shen came back from the entertainment, took out the key of Xue Yiming's house, and opened the door familiarly: "What are you eating tonight, are you hungry?"

When he turned his head and saw the green ointment on Xue Yiming's face and arms, he raised his eyebrows, suspecting that this was a new method of concealment invented by his uncle and nephew.

Xue Yiming hadn't used the blinding talisman on him for a long time, and Lu Shen felt that the two of them had gone a step further.

"hungry?"

Xue Yiming felt that his hair was glowing green: "I didn't see that I was green, so don't touch me."

After all, he was the one who forcibly came to the door, Lu Shen was used to Xue Yiming's arrogant appearance, anyway, it was enough to be obedient in bed.

These days, Lu Shen listened to the advice of unreliable netizens, deliberately let Xue Yiming misunderstand him and the secretary, and wanted the stubborn Xue Yiming to say something nice to confirm the relationship.

It's a pity that the other party doesn't seem to feel anything at all, even if it's green or not, it's because it's wearing a mask.

Lu Shen tried to no avail, and decided to pursue honestly.

He opened the refrigerator and wanted to make noodles for Xue Yiming. Xue Yiming is 35 years old, and he often drinks beer for dinner.

"Do you want to feed me fat and then find a beautiful young secretary?"

With such a sour remark, Lu Shen almost thought he was hallucinating.

He turned his head and found that Xue Yiming had washed his face, his skin seemed to be whiter, wet with moisture, and even his usual careless and romantic eyes had become pitiful.

"Poor" is just Lu Shen's imagination.

Xue Yiming said coldly: "If I get green today, you get the hell out of here."

Lu Shen stood up, leaned against the refrigerator, and stared at Xue Yiming for a moment: "What kind of green?"

Xue Yiming's face was livid: "You know."

"I don't know, I just see your face green." Lu Shen grabbed his collar and grabbed him close, his eyes were deep, "I want to hear what you say."

Xue Yiming took a few breaths, his cheeks blushed rapidly, and after using Xie Yubo's sample, he looked even more rosy.

"The cuckold kind."

Lu Shen: "You admit that I am your boyfriend?"

Xue Yiming was annoyed: "Will I sleep with a cat or a dog?"

Lu Shen fell in love with his appearance so much that he didn't want to look down immediately, and immediately picked up Xue Yiming.

Xue Yiming struggled: "There are no more condoms."

They were all used up a while ago, and he was on a business trip recently, so he didn't buy new ones at home.

Lu Shen thought for a while, rummaged through the box that Xue Yiming brought back, and finally found a bottle of milky white paste.

I wanted to use it flexibly, but the small print on it was unexpected.

"Try a new product."

"what……"

Xue Yiming suddenly thought of what Xie Yubo always said to give him that kind of ointment.

This nasty nephew will cheat his uncle, why doesn't he keep it for himself!

……

Xie Yubo heard Xue Yiming mention the secretary, and suddenly thought of Shang Yange.

He could find out the relationship between Lu Shen and the secretary, but he couldn't do anything about it.

How many secretaries does the tyrant have?

Wouldn't there be a long list like the imperial court lady in the previous life?

To put it another way, isn't it that there are many imperial celebrities?

In the past, the Grand Master was the number one celebrity in front of the imperial court, and there was no second or third, so he was unique.

Will the tyrant have other think tanks and national teachers?

Xie Yubo felt a sense of crisis, and his position as a national teacher was threatened.

The national teacher is an actionist.

Xie Yubo then asked Wang Ping to take him downstairs to Shangyange's company.

The receptionist politely asked him who he was looking for.

"Find your boss."

"Do you have an appointment?"

Xie Yubo frowned, seeing why the tyrant was so difficult, he still wanted to inquire secretly, and asked, "Your business boss, do you have any elites under your command?"

front desk:"……"

Xie Yubo: "Is there anyone who looks smarter than me?"

Receptionist: That's a bit much...

"Master Xie!" Assistant Lin Bei came in through the revolving door, saw Xie Yubo, and immediately called out, "Are you looking for Mr. Shang? I'll take you there."

Lin Bei said to the front desk by the way: "You all recognize it. When you see Master Xie, take him directly to Mr. Shang and hand him over to Mr. Shang himself."

Front desk: "Remember."

She was secretly surprised that Shang Yanyu didn't seem to be treated like this when he came.

Xie Yubo and Lin Bei were standing in the same elevator. From the reflection on the wall, he saw Lin Bei glance at his phone and sigh slightly.

"The blind date didn't go well?"

Lin Bei: "Uh...yes." He was thirty and had a successful career. His only regret was that he couldn't find a partner.

Xie Yubo saw Lin Bei's red line, not long after.

He rolled his eyes and said to Lin Bei: "Do you know why you are not going well? There are deeper reasons."

Lin Bei didn't know that his position as an assistant was coveted, so he asked nervously, "Why?"

Xie Yubo opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Because your business president may have been an emperor in your previous life, the emperor's three palaces and six courtyards, who were designed to control the luck of the people around you. Think about it, what is the composition of the people around the emperor?"

Lin Bei was worried: "Eunuch?"

"That's right." Xie Yubo made a final decision, "So you can't find a wife. The only way to solve it is to ask for a month's leave, and go on a blind date within this month, and it will go smoothly."

Lin Bei knew that Xie Yubo was capable, and basically had no doubts about his words, but asking for a month's leave was really not a qualified assistant's action. When he came back, the position might have been taken.

Lin Bei: "It's not easy to take a one-month vacation." Love and career can't have both.

Xie Yubo: "I'll help you."

"what?"

"You go on a blind date, and I'll help you as an assistant. After one month, this position will still be yours."

Lin Bei was very moved: "Will it trouble you?"

According to what he knew about Mr. Shang, if Xie Yubo was the one who replaced him, Shang Yange would probably wish to give him three months of paid leave.

No one is more suitable than Xie Yubo.

Xie Yubo smiled generously: "Not at all."

The author has something to say: Don't count on tyrants anymore, look at our great master of action.