The boss wants me to fall asleep every night

Song Mingyuan reached out and grabbed it.

Shen Heqiu came back to his senses abruptly, he raised the thermos cup in his hand high, and smashed it hard at Song Mingyuan's head.

"Ah—!" The screams rang out terribly.

Song Mingyuan never thought that Shen Heqiu, who was as timid as a rabbit, would resist. When he leaned over, he was completely unprepared, and he was hit hard by Shen Heqiu just like that.

Blood dripped from Song Mingyuan's forehead. He was staggered by Shen Heqiu's blows, and he managed to stand firm by supporting the shelf next to him.

"Ah—damn it! Little bastard, how dare you smash me on the head! You wait for me, I won't fucking kill you—" Song Mingyuan wiped the blood from his head, and roared with a hideous expression road.

Shen Heqiu was startled by his roar, and in a panic, he saw Song Mingyuan rushing towards him again, and was so frightened that he smashed the thermos bottle with his arms in his arms.

Song Mingyuan was hit on the head by Shen Heqiu just now, and his mind was not very clear, but he was really hit by Shen Heqiu again.

Song Mingyuan hugged his head, knelt down on the ground and howled, with blood all over his head and face.

Shen Heqiu looked at the man who was groaning in pain, his breathing was disordered, and the smell of blood seemed to occupy his airway, the smell was in his nose and throat.

His hands and feet were cold, his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and the black shadow in front of his eyes turned bloody.

But even so, he did not let go of the blood-stained thermos.

"You fucking——" Song Mingyuan put his hands on the shelf next to him, trying to get up from the ground.

Shen Heqiu held the thermos tightly, his heart was beating fast, and his hands had no strength left.

But he will resist.

He hated Song Mingyuan, he didn't want to be so cowardly anymore.

Song Mingyuan gasped for air, his eyes turned black from the pain, he tried to stand up but knelt down again.

He was knocked so hard by the broken cup that he almost fainted, and he couldn't even stand up.

Song Mingyuan panted heavily, raised his head and glared fiercely at Shen Heqiu, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Shen Heqiu's ankle, trying to drag him to the ground.

Shen Heqiu subconsciously pressed one hand on the shelf beside him, trying not to be dragged down by Song Mingyuan.

But he slipped his hand, and the shelf that was kicked by Song Mingyuan to pieces just now was shaken by him, and then fell straight towards Song Mingyuan on the ground.

Even though all the goods on the shelf had been overturned on the ground, the weight of the empty iron shelf was terrifyingly heavy, and there was a loud "clang" when it fell down.

"Ah!" Song Mingyuan cried out in pain, and then fell silent.

Shen and Qiu fell to the ground.

He was panting heavily, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and he lost focus, his hair was already wet with cold sweat, and it lay limply against the side of his face.

He broke off Song Mingyuan's fingers that were still holding onto his ankle one by one, and stood up on limp legs, feeling dizzy very much.

The only sound left in the warehouse was his rapid breathing.

Shen Heqiu glanced at Song Mingyuan who fell unconscious on the ground.

He began to fear that Song Mingyuan would be crushed to death, but he didn't want this, he didn't want Song Mingyuan to die.

His back was covered in cold sweat, and his eyes fell on the cell phone that was thrown on the ground not far away.

Shen Heqiu picked it up, and with trembling fingers, dialed the number that he hadn't made before.

"No way, you brought me here because you want me to accompany you to pick out gifts?" Lin Chengjun sighed with his face crossed.

"Boss Yi, Master Yi, it's okay for you not to work, but I can't do it if I don't work."

Yi Sheng was very annoyed: "Can I give you paid leave today?"

"If you talk about this, then I'll be in good spirits!" Lin Chengjun was in high spirits and revived, "Whose gift are you picking for?"

"It will be his birthday in a while." Yi Sheng said.

Although he said before that he would not eavesdrop on the conversation between Zhao Qian and Shen Heqiu, he couldn't bear the sound to drill into his ears.

When he was about to sign the agreement before, Assistant Cheng sent over Shen Heqiu's basic information, but he didn't read it at all at the time, that is, now that he is interested in people, he specially dug it out to see the birthday.

Although there is still a month or two to go, there is always nothing wrong with preparing gifts in advance.

Lin Chengjun shook his head and sighed: "It's over, it's over, it's planted, the iron tree is blooming, it's a thousand-year wonder."

He and Yi Cheng are good brothers who grew up wearing a pair of trousers. Why didn't Yi Sheng come to pick out gifts for him when he was about to celebrate his birthday?Still in this kind of shopping mall full of luxury brands.

Yi Sheng glanced at Lin Chengjun coldly. Lin Chengjun felt the murderous intent from this gaze, and quickly stood up straight, almost saluting the officer: "Think I didn't say anything!"

"I see that he is wearing a silver bracelet on his hand. He should like jewelry, such as brooches or cufflinks?"

Yi Sheng stood in front of the glass cabinet where the brooches were placed, and asked the clerk to take out a brooch. He looked at it for a moment: "The brooch should be pretty good."

"Let's order one." Yi Sheng raised his head, and just as he finished talking about his initial thoughts with the shop assistant, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

He took out his mobile phone, and the screen displayed an incoming call from Shen Heqiu.

"Heqiu, what's wrong?"

Yi Sheng's deep voice came from the phone, and it was very gentle in the dead warehouse.

Shen Heqiu grabbed the phone and burst into tears: "Mr. Yi... Song Mingyuan woo... I hit someone... I'm afraid..."

He was incoherent in panic and panic, unable to straighten out the logic of his speech at all, the circles of his eyes turned red suddenly, and tears fell down patter.

Yi Cheng frowned instantly, and Shen and Qiu's cries on the phone were trembling, probably because they were terrified.

He was flustered by the crying for a moment, but he calmed down quickly, quickly suppressed his urgency, and patiently said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, I'm listening."

"Heqiu, don't be afraid, take your time, where are you now?"

Shen Heqiu pursed their lips, took two deep breaths, and answered intermittently: "I'm in the coffee shop...there is a warehouse at the back door, inside..."

Lin Chengjun was at the side, seeing Yi Sheng's face darken visibly, he couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"

Yi Sheng gestured to Lin Chengjun to signal him to continue communicating with the clerk, turned around and walked out with his mobile phone in his hand, his back could not conceal his anxiety.

"Is it in the warehouse at the back door of the coffee shop? I'll be there now, and I'll be there soon."

As Yi Sheng said, he opened the door and got in the car. Assistant Cheng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, heard the words and immediately drove towards the coffee shop.

Yi Sheng remembered that Shen Heqiu mentioned Song Mingyuan just now, so he asked, "Is Song Mingyuan beside you?"

When Shen Heqiu heard Yi Cheng said that he was coming, the fear in his heart finally dissipated, and he could barely talk: "He's going to hit me...I'm afraid..."

"I, I beat Song Mingyuan...he didn't move...I don't know what to do..."

He was sobbing, holding the phone as if holding the only life-saving straw.

Yi Sheng's face was as deep as water. After comforting Shen Heqiu, he covered the receiver of the mobile phone, and said to Cheng's assistant in a very cold voice: "Drive faster, contact the driver Chen Cheng, and let him rush over to see the situation first."

"Yes." Assistant Cheng replied.

Yi Sheng let go of his hand covering the receiver, and his voice softened again: "He Qiu, don't hang up."

"Find a place to hide, be good, don't be afraid, wait for me to pass."

"Talk to me if you're scared, I'm always there."

"wait for me."

At the end of his speech, he didn't know whether he was comforting Shen Heqiu or comforting himself, he could only stare at the call time which was counting down the seconds, and the anxiety in his heart increased rather than decreased.

The driver, Chen Cheng, rushed over immediately after receiving the call from Assistant Cheng.

He usually just waited for Shen and Qiu in the car, this was the first time he went to a coffee shop, and when he was rushing towards the door, he happened to see a clerk closing the door.

"Wait!" Chen Cheng ran over panting, and stopped him, "Where is your warehouse here?"

Xiao Wu turned his head stiffly, Shen Heqiu's beautiful and soft faces, and Song Mingyuan's threat to him flashed through his mind.

He didn't want to harm others, but Song Mingyuan threatened that if he didn't follow through, not only would he lose his job, but his family would also be implicated by him.

but……

Xiao Wu struggled to raise his head, his voice hoarse: "At the back door, there is a back door across from the store, and the warehouse is on the left when you go out." He bent down and opened the store door that was locked just now.

He doesn't want to help the evildoers.

A car stopped at the entrance of the coffee shop. Yi Sheng got out of the car, walking hurriedly. Assistant Cheng parked the car and followed.

Chen Cheng turned his head and said hastily: "Sir, the store is not closed yet, just walk through the store and you will be there soon."

Yi Cheng nodded to him, glanced at Xiao Wu who was cautious and frightened, and said to Chen Cheng, "Stay here and ask about the situation."

"Yes." Chen Cheng agreed.

Yi Sheng didn't stay any longer, opened the door and hurried into the store, and successfully found the warehouse at the back door.

Shen Heqiu hid in the corner obediently, far away from Song Ming.

He was still holding the phone that was on the call in his hand, and from time to time there was a voice coming out of the receiver, sometimes it was Yi Sheng's, and sometimes it was someone else's.

But as long as he listened, he felt at ease when he thought that Mr. Yi was on the opposite side.

Shen Heqiu's head became more and more dizzy, and there were snowflakes in front of his eyes, and his consciousness was a little blurred.

The clothes on the back were soaked in cold sweat, sticking wetly to his skin, making him feel a little cold, but his body seemed to be hot, and the breath he exhaled was hot.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, Shen Heqiu barely held his eyelids, and looked up in a daze.

With a "bang", Shen Heqiu woke up a little bit.

The door was kicked open.

Shen Heqiu looked in the direction of the door blankly, only to feel that the lights of the warehouse lights suddenly became bright and dazzling.

A tall and stern man walked in from outside the door, his face was cold and gloomy, and his aura was terrifying.

He looked around in the dark warehouse, and finally saw Shen and Qiu huddled into a small ball in the corner.

Yi Sheng's breath was stagnant, and he walked over quickly, his steps hurried.

There was a look of anxiety and distress in the handsome eyebrows, which was quite different from his usual calm and gentle image, and the meticulous suit jacket on his body was slightly messed up.

"He Qiu."