The daily life of the reborn male god

However, there is always a gap between imagination and reality. All the fantasies of Mr. He above have basically not been realized.

In the morning, Mr. He, who was inexplicably agitated, got up nearly four or ten minutes earlier. He wanted to wake Lin Lang up, but found Lin Lang, who was neatly dressed, sitting at the dining table. There are also soup dumplings filled with soy milk and fried dough sticks, and two white and tender poached eggs.

"Langlang?" He Yizhi asked a little stiffly, "Why do you get up so early?"

Lin Lang glanced at the time in a daze: "It's almost eight o'clock, is it early?"

Mr. He received a knowing blow from Lin Lang, a student party who gets up at six o'clock every day and an early exercise star.

"No wonder, I always feel that Brother He, you have gained weight recently, so you don't exercise at all?" Lin Lang said inadvertently, but almost shot Mr. He into a sieve.

He Yizhi rubbed his stomach stiffly, it seemed that the four-pack abs were a little soft, so he couldn't really gain weight, right?

Thinking of the four-pack abs on Lin Langjin's thin waist, Mr. He changed the alarm at the head of the bed and vowed not to stop until he got eight-pack abs. This is the dignity (?)

Don't position yourself arbitrarily, Mr. He, what's the use of a flamboyant eight-pack abs, you still can't beat Lin Xiaolang with four-pack abs, if it weren't for the author's own mother, I am the host and the party, what about your skill May become Lin Xiaolang's attacking king (disgusted face.Jpg)

Well, it seemed that he heard an unknown voice just now, and He Yizhi looked around suspiciously.

"What's wrong, Brother He?" Lin Lang looked around: "What are you looking for?"

"Nothing?" He Yizhi let go of his doubts and smiled: "It's just a little distracted."

"Oh, that's good, I thought you were looking for a stupid author." He pushed the steamed bun in He Yizhi's direction: "Hurry up and have breakfast."

At noon, Mr. He, who was looking forward to letting Lin Lang eat the love lunch he made himself, faced a table of rich and exquisite lunch with a confused (?)

"What's the matter?" Lin Lang looked at He Yizhi who was stunned, looked at the dining table suspiciously, and said hesitantly, "Is there anything wrong with these dishes? I remember that these are all your favorite food? Are you so Changing taste soon?"

"No." He Yizhi immediately came back to his senses and forced a smile: "I just didn't expect you to cook so many dishes. Wouldn't it be a bit wasteful for the two of us to eat?"

"Waste?" Lin Lang smiled and said: "No." He raised the lunch box in his hand: "I have to set aside some for the driver brother downstairs? He is also very hard, every day Stand by at all times, you are eating a big meal here, but he has to wait for you downstairs, so he can only eat takeaway!"

He Yizhi, He Yizhi is already expressionless, hehe, brother driver?

Brother Driver: Ah, it’s over. Mr. Lin, whom the boss likes, wants to deliver food to me. It is said that he made it himself. I always feel like sending some pills, hoping that the boss will not deduct wages. (with no expression and tears.jpg)

In the evening, He Yizhi made a dinner as he wished. To be reasonable, Mr. He's cooking skills are pretty good. Although the cooking is Western food, Lin Lang thinks the taste is quite good. It is a rare Western food that suits his Chinese stomach. Taste it.

He Yizhi, who had achieved his goal, looked at Lin Lang standing in the kitchen washing dishes in an apron, and felt that the little depression caused by the previous setbacks had disappeared. Isn't this the scene he imagined in his mind?Husband and wife, one cooks and the other washes the dishes. It is warm and plain, and the happiness of flowing water will last forever. (Hey! Wake up, Mr. He, let's talk about it after chasing Lin Xiaolang!)

Only two days after arriving in Shanghai, the people He Yizhi sent to investigate got news.

Wang Li resigned from his original company three years ago and moved to another company.

This company is an old clothing company in Modu, Zhicheng Clothing Company.

The style of this company is very bad, how should I put it, Zhicheng Company is used to conspiracies and tricks, whenever a colleague interferes with their business, they will use some insidious means, such as asking gangsters to come to make trouble, or intentionally destroy other people's reputation, buy Staff from other companies, stealing design drawings, etc., all kinds of infamous methods are countless.

Any start-up company with insufficient background and energy will be forced to go bankrupt by Zhicheng Company, with a miserable end.

It's a pity that sincere people always start cleanly, even if everyone knows what they did, and they can't find any evidence. Besides, what can they do if they find evidence? Although those methods are insidious, they can't be called crimes. If you catch it, you will lose some money.

The same thing happened to Lin Lang this time. Even if he found Wang Li, so what? This case can only be handled as a fraud. The man said that Wang Li ordered it, but what about the evidence?Even if there is evidence, Wang Li is just losing some money, what is the use?

"Zhicheng Company should also intervene." He Yizhi said with certainty: "Wang Li probably did something to make the people of Zhicheng Company feel that you are a threat, so Wang Li came to use some tricks."

Lin Lang nodded: "Probably this is just the initial method. Sincere people and Wang Li must have other methods waiting behind."

He Yizhi frowned slightly: "We must deal with Zhicheng Company first, otherwise things will be a little troublesome when they use their means."

Of course, it's just a little troublesome, not a big threat.

Lin Lang took out his notebook and opened it, and said with a smile, "Let me first check if there is anything good in their computer."

Thanks to this era, thanks to the current backward computer technology, Lin Lang, who has a level more than ten years ahead, can easily invade Zhicheng and Wang Li's computers without leaving any traces.

"Then I'll find someone to investigate them." Not to be outdone, He Yizhi took out his mobile phone, made a call, and told his subordinates to investigate those people.

Lin Lang's fingers fluttered, and the keyboard made a faint sound. He quickly crossed the simple firewall and dug out all kinds of data stored in the computer.

"Tsk tsk!" Lin Lang sighed and shook his head: "Sincere people are nothing!"

"What's the matter?" He Yizhi took the opportunity to move his head closer, almost face to face with Lin Lang's, his breath intertwined, and he looked very intimate.

Lin Lang concentrated on looking at the computer, but he didn't notice that the distance between the two was too close. He raised his finger and pointed to a document in the computer: "Take a look, the financial statements of the factories under this company don't mention tax evasion. You see, the printing and dyeing dyes they use are all cheap and low-quality dyes. These types of dyes have many advantages, such as easy to color, not easy to fade, and can maintain bright colors for a long time, and the cost is extremely low. The disadvantages are even worse. Bigger, the material used to make this dye is toxic, and the dyed clothes are extremely harmful to human health. For people with sensitive skin, it is easy to cause skin diseases, allergies, and even serious injuries. lead to skin ulceration."

"So serious?" He Yizhi frowned, with deep marks raised between his brows: "Then why no one found out, I've never even heard of this happening to people wearing sincere clothes."

Lin Lang sneered: "Sincere people are not fools, on the contrary, they are very shrewd. This kind of dye is used to make cheap clothes, and the price is only 30 yuan. They are sold in large quantities to the wholesale market. Those who wear this kind of clothes are ordinary people, even if this kind of thing happens, what can we do?"