Get rid of the slag and attack me and the disabled boss [Transmigration Book]

He Jimin laughed when he heard this.

I didn't ask much about the rest.

There is no way to ask.

When the two of them just walked to the door, He Yuanzhuo was stuck at the stairs, his expression was bad, and his words were dry, "Teacher Xing," he struggled for a while, and finally called the teacher.

"Say," Xing Zhuo stopped.

"I was not careful just now, and the hand holding the tea was unsteady." When He Yuanzhuo said this, he glanced at He Jimin, and then smiled at Xing Zhuo, "I just want to treat you to dinner tonight. "

"I don't have time tonight," Xing Zhuo bypassed He Yuanzhuo and continued walking.

"Then tomorrow night—" He Yuanzhuo still wanted to hold on for a while.

"No", but Xing Zhuo threw the words quickly and went out.

He Jimin folded his arms and smiled at He Yuanzhuo, "You, Teacher Xing, don't hold grudges either."

"He Jimin," He Yuanzhuo watched as Xing Zhuo walked away, then turned and gritted his teeth at He Jimin, "What exactly do you want?"

He Jimin pinched the pleats of his sleeves and bumped into He Yuanzhuo's shoulder, "I don't want to do anything," he stopped when he said this, and then whispered into He Yuanzhuo's ear,

"Just trying to kill you."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about He Yuanzhuo jumping, turned around and followed out.

He Jimin stayed with He Guoqi at night, taking care of him from the side until late at night.

He Yuanzhuo and Wang Chunli hadn't been seen in the middle, but it was also learned from He Guoqi that Wang Chunli flew back to Province C overnight, and He Yuanzhuo returned to school early.

After all, the reunion dinner was not finished. In the evening, He Jimin served He Guoqi at the dinner table. When he saw that he was half-smoke and half-awake, he ordered someone to arrange for He Guoqi to live in his house.

Then I asked Shang Wen En to go to have fun in the dark, but the news was all in the pocket, and I didn't release it outside.

Said to the outside world is to talk about business, out of the city center.

He Jimin has been busy with work recently, so He Jimin didn't go outside for a few days.

In the evening, I specially picked out a casual jacket to put on, and put a hat on my head.

Because he didn't have much free time, so when he found the bar and sat on the padded high chair inside, he was thinking about how to get back.

There is also an introduction in this Qingba book, He Yuanzhuo often comes here.

That's why He Jimin said he was watching instead of relaxing, and came to try his luck, so he also chose the table in the back and made two-handed preparations.

Then I stared at the waiter who was going back and forth for a while, and there was also some flirting here, because the waiter had a ball in his mouth, and the two belts were tied backwards, which seemed to be the case. Xing is not very old, even looking at it is pleasing to the eye.

He Jimin watched, pondering in his mind, the matter of wearing a book had an impact on him, after all, he has only passed half of his life in real life, and he has been a doctor for most of his life, and now he is a little bit lost in his old profession.

He Jimin pinched his cigarette, put his chin on the back of his hand, and stared at Hei Dier.

Thinking that since it is a book, there is always an ending, he instinctively thought.

At the end of the book is the way to go back.

And the worst idea is that you can't get out of the book for the rest of your life, at least you have to live comfortably in the second half of your life in the book. He Jimin blew out the cigarette, and sporadic flaming cigarette butts crashed into the clear glass superior.

The cigarette went out in the ashtray.

"He Dong," Wen En added next to him, "Do you have something on your mind?"

He Jimin didn't stop him, and stuck a stick in Wen En's mouth, "I'm busy, I'll go out and pick up something."

"Tell me," Wen En said casually.

He Jimin pointed to the little brother serving the wine who just walked over, "Go out and buy something similar to what he's talking about, and bring it here."

"That's—" Wen En saw the objects in the mouths of the children who delivered the wine, and checked them carefully, "What is that?"

He Jimin was amused, "Don't you know the mouth|ball?"

Wen En shook his head honestly, "How can you talk with that thing in your mouth?"

"I put on that thing to prevent people from talking," He Jimin stopped one casually, and the other party stopped obediently, and then squatted down, extremely obedient.

He Jimin drew his hand along the child's mouth in a circle, "Looking at such a stunner, what you should be thinking is how it makes him speechless."

Wen En understood now, the feeling of touch when the tiny gears on the soft leather pliers fit the skin, Wen En also followed He Jimin to reach out his hand at this time.

As soon as his fingers touched the belt that fixed the mouth ball, the person serving the wine on the opposite side gasped slightly.

Wen En stopped suddenly.

Seeing Wen En's face flushed, He Jimin laughed at him, "Now that I know what this is for, go out and buy one."

"But—" Wen En stood and stomped his feet.

"Go," He Jimin let go, and let the wine delivery man go away.

Then, watching Wen En walk out, he put a few sips of wine into his mouth.

Not long after, He Jimin saw Wen En coming in with a blushing face, and put the bag on the table, "I bought it...I bought it back."

"Look at your pure appearance," He Jimin joked at him.

"Why do you want this?" Wen En didn't dare to take a second look, and turned his head away to speak.

"Use it yourself," He Jimin fiddled with his fingers, "What's the matter?" He Jimin put another cigarette on Wen En's mouth as he spoke.

"Recently, the company has some gossip about you." Although Wen En took the cigarette in his mouth, he bent slightly, and served He Jimin again, and then he lit the fire in He Jimin's mouth first.

He Jimin hummed, meaning to let Wen En finish speaking.

"It's hard for Xing Zhuo to do it for you," Wen En kept looking at He Jimin's face while speaking, and then continued, "And said—"

"Sooner or later, Tianhua Technology will belong to He Yuanzhuo," He Jimin turned to look at Wen En, urging him, "Speak more sharply in the future."

"Yes," Wen En lowered his head, "Also, I heard before—"

"It is said that--"

"How did I educate you just now?" He Jimin looked at Wen En's current ink stain, smiled and pulled his arm to sit beside him, "Say."

Wen En took a deep breath and said, "The words came from Jin Nan's mouth, saying that Xing Zhuo forced you—"

He Jimin shook his cigarette, "Hurry up."

"Have sex." When these four words came out, Wen En couldn't lift his head anymore, but the words still squeezed out through his teeth.

"There is such a thing," He Jimin nodded, "I thought it was a big deal."

"No, Xing forced you to do such a thing, and still disrespected you in the company. It's unreasonable." Wen En was already a little angry when he said this, and the cigarette was still caught in his hand and burned. Don't forget to put it in your mouth, "Why don't I find someone to—"

"Talk about this—" He Jimin pulled off the collar to show Wen En.

Wen En looked at the printed words that had turned blue inside, stood up and shouted, "How dare he!"

He Jimin stared at Wen En for a while before saying, "It wasn't because of the beating."

"Then—" Wen En frowned and wanted to continue asking.

When He Jimin was about to speak, he saw two people coming in from the opposite side. He Jimin moved his body down, and stretched out his hand to pull Wen En down.

Wen En hummed first, and then he realized that he almost jumped up, only to be silenced by He Jimin's shoulder.

"Don't move, take a look, do the two people who just entered the door look familiar?" He Jimin raised his head slightly, "Who do you look like?"

"Hou Fangyuan and—"

"He Yuanzhuo?" Wen En muttered, "Why are they—" Before Wen En finished speaking, He Jimin moved aside, and then pushed down his hat, "Stay here and watch."

He Jimin followed the wine delivery waiter and walked in. When he found out the house number, He Jimin stepped aside, looked at the little brother who was fixing his badge, and put his hand on his shoulder, "Here we come!" , it's still hot."

As He Jimin spoke, he moved forward and went straight into the inner room.

The bartender who was photographed didn't react in his head, but he had already added a word of promise, scratching his head and continuing to walk outside.

He Jimin stared at it for a while and calculated the handover time of this place. There were still some spare clothes that were not on duty today. He Jimin pulled one, measured it on his body, and put the mouth ball on his mouth in front of the mirror. , Finally, I squeezed the wine I ordered and sent it to the house.

Wen En asked Wen En to stop the person who had been delivering wine to He Yuanzhuo's house, and then took advantage of this gap to turn in.

The light in the room was not good, so He Jimin stood on the side with his head down and didn't speak.

But the conversation inside is lively.

"Are you serious?" He Yuanzhuo kept holding the wine in his hand, "Xing Zhuo wants to force He Jimin?"

"I saw it with my own eyes that day. Xing Zhuo drank and his hands were not clean to He Jimin." Hou Fangyuan crossed his legs, "and Jin Nan kept talking about it, it seems that it is Xing Zhuo After drinking, I got very angry, so I didn't stay longer."

"Then what is Xing Zhuo's attitude towards him?" He Yuanzhuo was obviously unhappy when he heard this.

"Not at all. It's not so much that I really want He Jimin, but I think it's more like revenge." Hou Fangyuan thought for a while, "It's not like this when you like someone."

"Be more specific," He Yuanzhuo nodded.

"Xing Zhuo and He Jimin don't deal with each other," Hou Fangyuan said, as if he didn't want to say more, "If you really want He Jimin, there's no need to speak so harshly."

"That's right," He Yuanzhuo moved his butt forward, "He Jimin has been quite noisy recently, and he's already conspicuous enough in Province B. Master Xing doesn't even look at him right now. I recently—"

He Yuanzhuo put his legs on the table by himself, "Today I heard that the two are still at odds because of a woman who is arguing to leave the job. If I try harder with Mr. Xing, it will be you," He Yuanzhuo said with his feet. Stamped above, "I know what you mean when you come to me, so you have to hold on to He Jimin. My dad will go back to province C at noon tomorrow. He Jimin will also go there at that time. I will find someone to take you there. Remember, "He Yuanzhuo said in a low voice, "Be as close as you can to He Jimin, make the noise louder, and set him up with more words."

He Yuanzhuo withdrew his legs by himself, and glanced at the time, "It's almost time, I will make an appointment with Mr. Xing next door later, I can feel his current thoughts."

He Jimin listened with both ears, half kneeling to refill the wine.

"Mr. Xiao He, don't forget," Hou Fangyuan didn't go out when he stood up, half turned his body to show He Yuanzhuo a profile.

"The benefits are indispensable to you. Think about 500 million plus one He Jimin, no matter what you count, it's a profit." He Yuanzhuo propped his hands forward, "You also know that the He family belongs to me early, and He Jimin's kind Baozi's temper has been in his mother's womb, he might lose his temper at some point, but in the end he's still that dog who only wags his tail at you."

He Jimin couldn't hold back when he heard this.

laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Hou Fangyuan at the door grabbed He Jimin's arm and pulled him away, "I asked you what the hell you were laughing at."

Hou Fangyuan's negotiation with He Yuanzhuo had already suppressed his anger, and even the way He Yuanzhuo looked at him just now was full of disdain.

Although he admitted that what He Yuanzhuo said was reasonable, he was naturally upset when someone stared at trash for a long time.

So when he heard the servants laughing at him, Hou Fangyuan got angry.

"I said you fucking—" Before Hou Fangyuan finished speaking, the door was pushed open from the outside.

"It's lively, but I didn't say there was Mr. Hou."

There was a low sound at the door, and He Jimin moved his ears first, and then he saw that it was Xing Zhuo who was coming, so he walked around Hou Fangyuan's body, and then rubbed against Xing Zhuo who had just entered the door.

Xing Zhuo who came here wanted to throw people away at first, but when he lowered his head, he saw a pair of familiar faces.

When pushing the door, with the help of the light outside, Xing Zhuo could still see a delicate ball being suppressed on the usually noisy tongue.

And now this face is full of debauchery.