I'm Not Crazy [Quick Transmigration]

Si Xueyi caught a glimpse of his solemn side face with frowned eyebrows, and knew that he was summoned by the boss again. After staying for a short time, he rekindled the flame with peace of mind, as if he couldn't leave his smelly mandala for a moment. tobacco.

The dimly lit room is not like an underground clinic, but more like a gypsy fortune-telling house with dim colors.

Zhou Wei stood in front of the only window, and the decorative window made of stained glass fragments reflected the man's humble face.Si Xueyi spit out a long wisp of white mist, and when he heard the other party's continuous low "Yes, yes, Mr. Hang", the momentum of Wei Nuo Nuo and when he just came in was completely different.He thought it was funny, stomped on it secretly with bare feet, and quietly blew a puff of mandala smoke behind Zhou Wei's back.

Just at the end of the call, Zhou Wei took two steps back holding his breath, and his face immediately returned to impatience, and he almost splashed the cold water glass on the table on Si Xueyi's face.

Si Xueyi didn't discriminate against his schizophrenic performance. No one who works around big shots has the ability to be duplicitous and tactful, let alone a boss like Zhou Wei who is already top-notch.He was just curious, so he raised his eyebrows and asked bluntly: "Assistant Zhou. It stands to reason that you are also a nobleman, and your ability is much better than those idiots... But why do you want to follow Hang Feng so humbly?" Plotting something?"

Zhou Wei didn't change his face, and avoided the point in a full-fledged official voice: "Get paid by others and do things for others. Would you hire an employee who slaps you face every day?"

"Oh~" Si Xueyi responded exaggeratedly, and leaned against the window sill to continue smoking, but he completely believed that he had a ghost.

Curiosity is curiosity, Si Xueyi doesn't have much ability, except for the mandala flower seed that can only poison people when he sees a doctor, he has no shortage of arms or legs in the black market of F district, where the volatile dead people have become a habit Until now, at least he understands the truth of not wading in muddy water.He just asked, and Zhou Wei answered just like that, without hurting friendship or enmity.

Zhou Wei lowered his eyes and glanced at the time on the bracelet. There was still an hour and a half before the time Hang Feng notified him, enough for him to rush back from Area F to the Central Area without haste.After thinking for a while, he frowned and said, "I have another question for you."

Si Xueyi opened his mouth and said, "Heart disease can't be cured, brain disease can't be cured either!"

"Not that," Zhou Wei said, "How did Hang Feng's former assistant die? You must have this information."

Si Xueyi froze for a few seconds, stared at him like a ghost, and sneered: "You have tried your best to get to Hang Feng's side in the past two years, and even the hardest iron plate company in the Central District can be eaten by you. Come together, Baba sent it to the master to invite a reward—other than your master, the Black Gold Empire is the one that attracts the most hatred, why can't you even investigate such a trivial matter?"

Zhou Wei said coldly: "Stop cynicism."

"Zhixin disease, doesn't everyone say that?" Si Xueyi didn't continue to tease him.

Zhou Wei: "A young man who was fine for the first two days got a fatal emergency overnight, do you believe it?"

"Of course I'm... convinced." Si Xueyi said, "Your master can cover the sky with one hand, as long as he says yes, it doesn't matter whether the assistant is a human or a ghost, or whether he has a heart or not, he will immediately have a heart attack. I can't save you." He tapped Zhou Wei's shoulder with the cigarette stick, and the slyness in his eyes flashed, "On this point, you are the same. Zhou Wei, you must be clear about who you are. Status. In the eyes of others, you are just one of Hang Feng's dogs, the most obedient and the most vicious biter."

Zhou Wei didn't say anything more, but he already understood the hint in Si Xueyi's words.

Hang Feng started as a teenager, and now he is far from being able to cover the sky with his hands. Even the royal family and the cabinet have to make concessions to him.On the surface, the head of the country is still Gu Yunqing, but secretly Hang Feng's roots have firmly penetrated into every corner of the empire.The ambitious man, like his species, slowly strangles his prey to death.

What Si Xueyi said was vague, but he also pointed out the truth quite sharply - the sudden death of the former assistant was not simple, and it was very likely that Hang Feng was behind it.Zhou Wei has climbed too fast in the past two years, arousing envy and suspicion, power is always a double-edged sword, in the eyes of outsiders, he is Hang Feng's dogleg - then in Hang Feng's own eyes, he is a what?

The former assistant had worked with Hang Feng for seven years and helped him build the country he is today. Seeing that he was firmly sitting at the top of the imperial economy, he ended up with a heart attack in the end.

Zhou Wei, who has only been friends for two years, has no reason to take chances.

But he really needs to grasp everything about Hang Feng as soon as possible, the more shady things or clues, the better.Because looking at the entire empire, who could threaten Jin Yuqing's throne and push him down... Except for Hang Feng, I can't think of anyone else for the time being.

"Zhou Wei, it's not about fighting with your life. Don't mess with that person." Si Xueyi warned.

Zhou Wei lowered his head and smiled, and replied casually: "I know, who would have trouble with their jobs."

He was about to leave, and lifted the beaded tassel curtain hanging from the ridge of the roof with his hand. He caught a glimpse of the metal reflection on Si Xueyi's neck from a quaint round mirror standing obliquely opposite him. He pointed his finger at his neck and said, "This, do you need someone to break it for you?"

Si Xueyi was stunned for a while, stroking the line of laser-engraved letters on the neck ring with his slender fingers, shaking his head needlessly: "If you break it, it will report the position immediately, so you can't..."

I don't know if I can or not.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Zhou Wei didn't want to do something wrong with good intentions, so he waved goodbye to the beauty by the window.

Hang Feng didn't tell him what was going on during the call, and Zhou Wei was used to his frequent summons, but this time the address he received was not the spacious and bright office, but the central office under Hang Feng's name. One of the top hotels in the area, the Eros Tower.

Hang Feng named the building after Eros—Eros, the son of the gods of war Ares and Aphrodite, the blindfolded Cupid holding two arrows of gold and silver, half in love and half insane.

Many years ago, Hang Feng ordered people to tear down the original building, and built the current Eros Building, which is more than 500 meters high, on the original site.The design drawings were drawn by Hang Feng, who paid a lot of money for a novelty architect. The design style is extremely bold, flaunting the madness of a business emperor.

Six years ago, the building was completed.The hundreds of meters of the main building and the equally outstanding high-rise buildings around it make it radiant, and it can be called a very luxurious and beautiful city in the sky.

On the top floor of the building is a luxury suite with a 360-degree panoramic view. Every piece of glass is made of newly developed special bulletproof material. Even miniature bomb bullets may not be able to blast them out.Hang Feng is very concerned about this suite. All the facilities are the most advanced in the empire. Even the lighting is an ergonomic simulation response, which will automatically change the light frequency according to the temperature, weather and even the needs of the residents.

The interior design was done by Hang Feng himself.

Of course, the external price tag is also unbelievably high, and many years have passed since it was built, and there are only a handful of people who are willing to spend a night in this room—after all, not everyone is a fool who is willing to be tricked.

Zhou Wei took the elevator directly from the room to the top floor. When the elevator door opened, the dim lights in the suite melted on the deep red carpet. Playing light music that seems to be talking leisurely.It was also the first time for Zhou Wei to board the top floor of the Eros Tower. He found that every layout and every area in this luxurious room was impeccable, and some of the details were even more exquisite.

A rose was placed on the bar counter made of white jade, and a beam of cold light shot straight down. The flower branch tied in the transparent retort was passively twisted into a strange shape, and a huge bud bloomed towards the light source.In the overall warm yellow atmosphere, only this place is so cold that it is like a puppet whose neck was twisted and broken when the clown drama ended.

When he got closer, he realized that it was not a flower, but a specimen frozen in gelatinous plastic.

Zhou Wei's gaze circled around in this weird room, and then he speeded up his pace calmly, walked behind Hang Feng who was looking at the distant view of the city by the floor-to-ceiling window, and said with a low eyebrow: "Mr. Hang."

Hang Feng missed his body, something flashed past his collar, Zhou Wei took a peek, and saw that it was a small white diamond collar button, which seemed so insignificant on his eye-catching and expensive suit , can even be said to be superfluous.

"Is it good-looking?" Hang Feng asked suddenly.

Zhou Wei looked along his line of sight, and his gaze inevitably passed over the bustling city, and he saw the magnificent Central Palace in the distance - in this central area, there is no more beautiful place than there.

"Yes, it's beautiful. Mr. Hang," Zhou Wei said, "you asked me to come...?"

Hang Feng didn't speak for a long time, he slowly moved his eyelids, as if he had just gone through a major business negotiation and looked exhausted.Everyone said that Hang Feng was fierce and successful at a young age. Only Zhou Wei, who was able to get close to him from time to time, could tell that Hang Feng, who was nearly forty, was indeed beginning to grow old.It is clearly the stage when Zhigao is full of enthusiasm, but there is an unbelievable decline in his body, and his brows are always slightly furrowed, giving people a stereotype of being difficult to get along with.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, brought it to his lips to inhale, and the smoke steamed from his fingertips for a while.However, Zhou Wei smelled a rather familiar smell from the tail fragrance of the high-quality cigarettes that came erratically.

The scent of datura flowers was exactly the same as the scent that Ling Si Xueyi was obsessed with all day long.

"Only from me is the most beautiful," Hang Feng sighed inexplicably, "Why doesn't he understand." The man closed his eyes slightly in the psychedelic smell of mandala smoke, and suddenly his figure flickered , His forehead was pressed against the cold glass surface.

"... Mr. Hang?"

Zhou Wei thought about whether to reach out to help, Hang Feng had already returned to normal and left the window. He crushed out a short cigarette tail, sank into the leather sofa firmly, and suddenly lit up his shrewd eyes again. With eyes, he looked up and down at his tall and tall assistant, as if he was putting him on a game of chess to decide whether he was right or wrong.

After a long time, he finally broke the silence, and his eyes no longer stayed there.Instead, he picked up a card-type communication device on the table, flicked it a few times, and said lightly: "Where did you go last night? I heard that you left before the business meeting was over."

Zhou Wei had no choice but to say, "I've already negotiated the business banquet, and they will deliver the contract to your desk tomorrow."

Hang Feng pointed and paused, staring blankly at the photo on the screen, zooming in and out a little bit, the high-quality camera made every detail in the photo clear.Through the thin soft screen, his index finger gently stroked that Junxiu's face, and when it touched the earlobe, he was suddenly awakened by something, revealing a deep hatred of extreme disgust.

He turned the screen around and placed it in front of Zhou Wei: "Is this the reason why you left the banquet early?"

Zhou Wei's heart tightened, because it was a photo of him and Jin Yuqing, and it was the scene of him driving Jin Yuqing back to the private apartment in District D that he had never told anyone about in the dead of night, and he hugged him out of the car.At that time, Jin Yuqing was in a deep coma, wearing Zhou Wei's suit, her head tilted unconsciously on his shoulder, her movements were quite intimate.

But it was a picture after all, and it would not completely disturb Zhou Wei. He opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Hang—"

Hang Feng raised his hand, stopped what he was going to say, and called up another photo, it was Jin Yuqing lying in the cryotherapy machine, her face was pale and bloodless, and even the tips of her toes had sprouted under the low-temperature life support system. A light layer of frost.

After a while, Hang Feng said, "He has to live."

Zhou Wei didn't quite understand what Hang Feng meant.

"I have sent a lot of fertilizer candidates to the Central Palace over the years, but he is not willing to accept it even if he withers." Hang Feng tapped the screen with his fingertips in turn, "It won't work like this, and he will be completely exhausted in less than three years." Withered and dead... time to get him a gardener."

The difference between fertilizer and gardener, to Gu Yunqing, probably the former is to accept it actively, while the latter is to accept it passively.After giving Gu Yunqing many choices, Hang Feng finally decided to go against his wishes and find a gardener for him.

From this point of view, Gu Yunqing's throne is really dispensable, and it is absurd to be controlled by a businessman.

The man's tone was full of dislike that he didn't want to get into trouble. The king of a country was so cheap that it seemed that the cat at home was about to go into heat season, so he had to pick up a male cat to make up for it.Hang Feng said: "Assistant Zhou, he is willing to be approached by you, and he can spend the night with you in an apartment. If there is a first time, there will be a second time. From tomorrow on, your job is to let him accept you as a gardener, lure out his flowering period, and let him successfully breed."

"...Breeding?" Zhou Wei was slightly surprised.

"Yes, breeding." Hang Feng said solemnly, "I want his children, the more the better."

Zhou Wei clenched his hands subconsciously, an inexplicable chill emerged from his back, and spread around his skin along the well-fitting shirt.The way of implantation and breeding is different from that of human beings. They pollinate each other during the flowering period to complete the combination, and breed through the form of in vitro fertilized spores.Hang Feng has been staring at the Black Gold Empire and the Central Palace for so many years, but he has not attacked Gu Yunqing for a long time, but today, when Gu Yunqing is about to die of exhaustion, he threatens to take the child he bred.

What exactly does Hang Feng want to do?

Just when Zhou Wei was still trying to get a glimpse of something from Hang Feng's subtle expression, the other party's communication bracelet suddenly rang. He looked down at the caller number, and his expression changed instantly. He hurriedly got up and put on the earphones, and walked away He avoided Zhou Wei in the distance, and answered the call with a low voice: "Hello?"

……

"... must be kept... regardless of the cost! regardless of the cost!..."

A few sporadic words came into Zhou Wei's ears, and he looked down at the weak photo of Jin Yuqing in the freezer, his eyes naturally showed pity.Although Hang Feng had hidden too many things secretly, there was no need to hide the truth about Jin Yuqing's physical condition.Without continuous and perfect maintenance, Jin Yuqing will not have a few years to live, at least Zhou Wei firmly believes in this.

Hang Feng was still arguing fiercely with others, Zhou Wei rarely saw him lose his composure like this.Since there was no information to inquire about staying here at this time, he quietly picked up the card communicator on the table, and sent the photo of holding Jin Yuqing out of the car last night to his account.

Only then did he leave the suite contentedly.

The elevator reached the top floor with a "ding--" and when Zhou Wei's figure was gradually obscured by the thin elevator door panels, he heard Hang Feng's low growl: "If he dies, you will all be buried with him!"

Who is dead?