Half a catty

The last time He Yue saw Chen Mo, he was still a jobless vagrant who owed a lot of debt. He didn't expect to see him in his own company, and Chen Mo claimed to work in Xinghuan, which is really a bit unbelievable.He Yue swept towards Chen Mo's chest. The company stipulated that employees must wear badges during work, but Chen Mo's neck was empty, and there was no trace of the badge.

He Yue asked casually, "Which department are you in?"

"Artist management department." Chen Mo said.

"Remember to wear the badge." He Yue was not focused on the conversation, but felt tired, and glanced at the door blocked by Chen Mo, intending to terminate the conversation, but Chen Mo meant to catch up with him.

"Ah? Badge?" Chen Mo looked down at his skirt, and when he was about to explain, he raised his eyes and moved his eyes from his body to He Yue, who happened to pass by He Yue's shoes on the way.Chen Mo's eyes widened suddenly, and he saw some bright red spots on the side of the shoes, like roses blooming from the gray-black tiles.

"Your hand!" Chen Mo stepped forward quickly, before He Yue could dodge, Chen Mo had already picked up He Yue's right hand.I saw the scene on the hand was a mess, the skin was cracked due to the continuous heavy blows, and with some scratches, there was also a steady stream of blood bubbling.

He Yue frowned. Before Chen Mo reminded him, he didn't feel any pain at all. At this moment, he saw it with his eyes, and the piercing pain came long after.

"I'll go and deal with it, excuse me." He Yue's face was slightly distorted, and the feeling of hurting his hand was quite different from that of hurting other parts.But he wanted to withdraw his right hand, but Chen Mo refused to let go easily.

Chen Mo stared at him and said sincerely, "Let me help you with the medicine."

He Yue was very reluctant, he didn't really want to see Qi Si's face, even if it was even remotely similar to Qi Si, he thought he needed some time to digest the discomfort.

But Chen Mo was very persistent, even if he saw He Yue's repulsion: "If you do it yourself, it must be inconvenient to operate with your left hand, and it's lunch break now, so there should be no one in your office who can help you, Mr. He."

He Yue calmed down and thought about it. What Chen Mo said was not bad at all. Assistant Li and the others went out to eat together, and he didn't want this to be known by others, and he didn't want to be embellished and turned into a story. Pulling someone to bandage him, Chen Mo in front of him is the most reliable choice.As for Su Qiming, it was not in He Yue's consideration at all, he would rather cut off his hand than listen to Su Qiming chatting endlessly in that pitiful tone.

With He Yue's affirmation, Chen Mo immediately took off the linen shirt jacket on his body, and gently wrapped it around He Yue's hand, making sure that it would not be close to the wound.Walking out of the bathroom, without He Yue saying anything, Chen Mo consciously blocked the sight of those who passed them by, making sure that no one noticed He Yue's abnormality, and the two of them went back to the office all the way.

When the shirt was lifted from He Yue's hands, a large blood stain had already been stained on the white cloth. He Yue saw Chen Mo hastily stacked it twice and put it aside. It seemed that he didn't intend to throw it away, so he thought Chen Mo This is the case because of the poverty of the past, so he said: "I will pay you for the clothes."

With alcohol and gauze in both hands, Chen Mo was taken aback when he heard the words, and then denied: "I don't care about clothes."

He Yue asked: "Has the usury been repaid?"

After wiping the cotton swab around the wound, Chen Mo said, "It's all paid back, with interest."

He Yue said "Ugh" and then kept silent, mainly because the pain in his hands doubled under the stimulation of alcohol, even though Chen Mo's movements were gentle.After Chen Mo wrapped the gauze between his fingers and tied a small knot, He Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped biting his lower lip subconsciously, even though his teeth were already There were crimson marks left on it.

"Thank you." He Yue said.

Chen Mo gathered the messy gauze medicine bottles on the table, and said, "I should thank you, and it sounds like a fate. I didn't know that you were...you until I joined the company. It's a pity that you have been away on business, and I have no chance." see you."

He Yue was puzzled: "Thank you? I didn't arrange for you to come in and work."

"I want to thank you for helping me at the bar that day."

"But your reaction at that time didn't seem like you wanted to thank me."

"I was too nervous at that time, and my guard was a little heavy, but after you left, I knew that you were a good person." Chen Mo put the medicine back where it was, and walked towards He Yue. I looked a little more decent, and then said confidently: "I will repay you and do my best to create more benefits for your company."

I don't know if Chen Mo took the inspirational script or what, but He Yue felt a little funny. He clenched his fists around his mouth to cover up the smile, and muttered in a volume that he could only hear: "To create benefits, you must Depending on you—" Suddenly, He Yue thought of a possibility, and he looked at Chen Mo carefully from head to toe, and asked, "You can't be... an entertainer?"

"Well, yes." Chen Mo was overwhelmed by He Yue's reaction: "Well, haven't you watched the show? The first episode has already been broadcast, and Mr. Su arranged a few drafts for me. Now I'm popular."

"Sorry, I haven't had time to watch it yet."

"That's it..." Chen Mo pursed his lips, He Yue's attitude was more indifferent than he imagined, and he didn't know what to say at this time.

Chen Mo racked his brains to think what else he could say to He Yue, when Su Qiming's voice suddenly came from outside the half-closed door.

"He Yue, I didn't know you've returned to the office until I had to ask several fucking people." Su Qiming came before he arrived, "He disappeared halfway through the meal, and I said you fell into the toilet, I didn't expect yes……"

After Su Qiming saw clearly the two people sitting and standing in the office, his tone changed sharply: "I ruined your good deed."

He Yue was worrying that he had no reason to send Chen Mo away. Su Qiming came at the right time. He immediately stopped Su Qiming who was about to turn around and slip away, and said to Chen Mo, "I still have some things to discuss with President Su."

Chen Mo nodded knowingly: "Then I'll go first, see you next time."

Chen Mo left, and Su Qiming came in again. Su Qiming raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly with a lewd and frivolous face.

He Yue ignored Su Qiming's apparently malicious intentions on the surface, and instead asked, "What's going on?"

"What's the matter?" Su Qiming was caught off guard by the question.

"He." He Yue pointed to the direction where Chen Mo left: "I have repeatedly emphasized to you, if there is no black history, or there is no black history, what are you thinking?"

Su Qiming thought about it for a while: "Chen Mo has no black history."

"No?"

"No... just a little bit." Su Qiming couldn't look directly at He Yue's sharp eyes, he said guiltily: "But few people know about the matter he and Wang Chengyi had, and after they separated, Chen Mo has been with me all the time. Under his control, he is very honest and guarantees that there is no black material to dig out."

"What?" He Yue couldn't help blurting out that the black history he was referring to was Chen Mo's debt to usury and hanging out in bars and nightclubs. He didn't expect to get an "extra harvest" by accident.

"Isn't that what you mean?" Su Qiming asked.

He Yue's pent-up anger was about to erupt again, and when he was about to reach the critical point, he caught a glimpse of the gauze wrapped around his hand, and then regained his reason, he stood up, and said to himself: "Forget it, I It’s no longer a surprise.”

After Su Qiming and He Yue exchanged a few words, He Yue got up and left again. He asked He Yue dissatisfiedly: "What are you going to do?"

"I pour a cup of tea to suppress the fire."

Su Qiming heaved a sigh of relief, and had to make an inch of it and ordered, "Bring me a can of Coke." But He Yue walked quickly, without giving him any response, and Su Qiming whispered again: "It's okay if you don't take it..."

He Yuezhen was going to make tea. He boiled a pot of water, pulled a chair and sat on the side, staring blankly at the dense small bubbles gradually appearing on the transparent pot wall, and then the bubbles followed one after another. Float up and down until the water starts to boil and roll.He Yue didn't think about anything during this period, he already felt that all the things related to Wang Chengyi made him feel tired, if possible, he really wanted to turn back time to that banquet, he must have drunk unconsciously the night before, even if Being hung up and beaten by He Xincheng, he didn't want to meet Wang Chengyi again.

It only took three or four minutes for the water to boil. He Yue returned to the office with the cup in his hand. Just as he walked to the door, he vaguely heard Su Qiming yelling loudly from inside.Su Qiming held the phone with one hand on his hip, and if nothing else happened, the person on the other side of the phone was the one who was attacked by him with all kinds of weird words.

"Who are you scolding?" He Yue asked softly.

Seeing He Yue approaching, Su Qiming stepped back a certain distance, and while talking non-stop, put his index finger on He Yue's lips, telling He Yue not to interrupt.He Yue shrugged and leaned on the desk, sipping tea while listening to Su Qiming's "passionate speech", which was also a way to adjust his mood.

But slowly, He Yue noticed something was wrong. Su Qiming held a mobile phone in his hand and looked very familiar.He Yue touched his trouser pocket, looked around the tabletop and sofa, and was sure——

"Su Qiming, what you are holding is my mobile phone." He Yue put down his cup heavily, and spilled most of the hot tea: "Who are you talking on the phone with?"

He wanted to take it back from Su Qiming's hands, but Su Qiming dodged flexibly, dodged around, and did not forget to type into the phone during the process.He Yue finally pushed him into a corner, and Su Qiming had no choice but to say, "You don't need to talk to this kind of idiot."

"Give it to me." He Yue stretched out his hand, he had already guessed the identity of the person on the phone: "I'll handle it myself, give it to me."