I would rather fall into the world of mortals for him

Having adjusted her pure black uniform and put on a miniature headset, Shen Qi leaned towards the full-length mirror, leaning slightly to look at her own face.

The facial features of the person in the mirror are a little flat, and they look inconspicuous everywhere. Fortunately, there are no sequelae, and they are still upright.He raised his hand to check the time, turned and left the bathroom expressionlessly.

This is the top floor of the building, only for Chairman Yang Yi'an to work alone, although there is an upstart atmosphere everywhere, he is happy and clean.The door of Yang Yi'an's dedicated office was still tightly closed, and Shen Qi sat back at her desk, her eyes calmly cast into the distance through the floor-to-ceiling windows.The afterglow of the setting sun outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is slightly glaringly reflected by the glass.

This feeling is obviously uncomfortable, but he just closed his eyes slightly and did not look away.

After sitting like an unpleasing vase for several hours, near five o'clock in the afternoon, there was a loud noise in the well-sound-proof office, followed by the cracking sound of porcelain falling to the ground.Shen Qi withdrew her gaze, turned her head slightly, stood up and raised her hand to knock on the door but then stopped.After a long time, he put his hands behind his back.

A few minutes later, the door behind Shen Qi was roughly opened, a handsome man brushed past him with a gust of wind, took the coat on the sofa, and left straight away.It wasn't until his figure disappeared that Shen Qi walked into the chairman's office.

It was a mess inside, the precious antiques were shattered all over the place, and Shen Qi's heart was also shattered: This is all money!

Yang Yi'an leaned his head and propped his forehead, heard the sound of footsteps, wiped his face, looked up at Shen Qi, and said: "Clean up."

When Shen Qi wanted to go out to call for someone, Yang Yi'an got up and walked towards him. When the two stood side by side, Yang Yi'an was actually half a head taller than the 1.8 meter [-] Shen Qi.

Shen Qi raised her eyes slightly dissatisfied, Yang Yi'an glanced casually across his face, and ordered: "Don't let miscellaneous people come over, you clean it up."

Shen Qi didn't nod or shake his head, and didn't even respond much.Yang Yi'an looked back at him again, as if he had gotten used to his unpopular appearance, and didn't open his mouth to condemn, just walked out with a sullen face.

Shen Qi stood still on the spot for a few minutes before squatting down and picking up all the ceramic shards into the trash can.At the end of the cleanup, a silver ring in the corner caught his attention.

Two letters are engraved on the inside of the ring body: WL.Shen Qi smiled slightly, and put the rings into his coat pocket, planning to make a pair and sell them for a good price.He remembered that the ring was quite expensive.

After cleaning Yang Yi'an's office, Shen Qi called Yang Yi'an and asked him about his next arrangements.Yang Yi'an asked him to go back first.In this position, Shen Qi has never been self-motivated. He has never thought about Yang Yi'an's thoughts and never asked Yang Yi'an why he arranged anything. As long as Yang Yi'an speaks, he will do it.So, he drove back in the car assigned to him by Yang Yi'an, and bought some vegetables on the way.

Shen Qi's duty is to take care of Yang Yi'an's daily life, including taking care of his three meals a day, making him coffee and tea, and taking him to and from get off work.Of course, it's not some kind of family husband or foster lover. According to Shen Qi's ordinary appearance, he can't catch Yang Yi'an's eyes at all.He just got the job by relying on a "backdoor relationship", and he was selling cabbage with the money from selling |white|noodles.Based on Yang Yi'an's trust in that "backdoor relationship", he naturally continued this trust in Shen Qi, even though Shen Qi's use of it may not be so satisfactory.

Although the employer is not very satisfied with him, Shen Qi is extremely satisfied with such a job that does not require technical content at all and has ridiculously high income.Relying on the support of that layer of "back door relationship", he plans to spend another two or three years comfortably and brazenly, reckoning that he can become a well-off man, so he "retires from the rivers and lakes", finds a small place to fish and spread the net, without any scruples develop horizontally.

Thinking about it, I am looking forward to that day.

Successfully retired.

Shen Qi couldn't help showing a little smile of unknown meaning.After stopping the car, he closed his eyes and took a nap in the underground parking lot for a few minutes, then went to Yang Yi'an's mansion with the dishes.He stirs it up and, as always, adds some seasoning to finish it off.

Today, Yang Yi'an came back 10 minutes later than before. It is conceivable that the food is a bit cold.

Yang Yi'an untied his tie and leaned on the chair, looking exhausted physically and mentally.

Shen Qi is a blind man, she doesn't care about her own landlord at all, doesn't feed him poisonous chicken soup, just heats up good food for him without saying a word, sets the table and chopsticks, and leaves him to fend for himself, eat or not, without looking back I went to tidy up the kitchen.

Halfway through packing, the sound of throwing chopsticks suddenly came from the living room.

Shen Qi rolled her eyes in secret, pretending not to hear, still washing and scrubbing.A few minutes later, Yang Yi'an came in with an angry voice: "Can't you hear me?"

Shen Qi wiped her hands and went out.Maybe it was because of the fight with his old lover, Yang Yi'an seemed completely unreasonable, so Shen Qi's sentence "You haven't talked before" just went back.He can bend and stretch, with the corners of his mouth raised, he asked in a good-tempered manner: "What's the matter, Mr. Yang?"

Yang Yi'an pointed to the dishes on the table and said, "I said before, this is not how stir-frying is done, don't put those messy seasonings."

Shen Qi lowered her eyebrows and said, "Yes, Mr. Yang, I will definitely pay attention next time."

Yang Yi'an said: "How many times have you promised this sentence?"

Shen Qi: "..." It seems that it's just a guarantee of cooking once.

Yang Yi'an used Shen Qi as a punching bag, and after venting his anger, he waved his hand and said, "Take it away, there is nothing to eat."

Then Shen Qi took the dishes away without hesitation, and had absolutely no intention of cooking them for him again.

Yang Yi'an looked at Shen Qi busy as if no one was around with a sullen face, the more he looked more and more annoyed, he simply snorted and went to the study.

After finishing the things within his scope of duties, Shen Qi nestled into his small room in the corner of the third floor.He took a shower, changed his uniform, and when he came out of the bathroom wiping his hair, he found Yang Yi'an sitting on the edge of his bed, staring straight at him.Shen Qi paused for a moment, then asked: "Is there any order, Mr. Yang?"

Yang Yi'an's eyes were a little sharp: "Where is that painting?"

Shen Qi was at a loss: "What painting?"

Yang Yi'an said coldly: "Who allowed you to move that painting? Hang it back."

It took Shen Qi a lot of effort to realize what he was talking about, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.He hastily wiped his hair, threw the towel aside, and said softly, "It has long been thrown into the trash."

Yang Yi'an got up slowly.Shen Qi turned his back to Yang Yi'an and put on his clothes. The footsteps approaching him behind him were heavy. When a gust of wind hit, he dodged slightly and easily escaped Yang Yi'an's attack, but he did not expect that Yang Yi'an An actually threw herself directly onto the ground.

Shen Qi was dumbfounded: ...Could it be kidney deficiency?For the sake of making a living, he leaned over slightly like a dead sheep, stretched out his hand to pull Yang Yi'an, but his tone was a bit perfunctory, "Mr. Yang, you are too careless."

Yang Yi'an shook off his hand and got up, only then did Shen Qi smell the strong smell of alcohol on his body.It seems that it is not kidney deficiency, but drinking too much.

A quarrel with Zhao Xiao can make Yang Yi'an break his own rules to drink away his sorrows. Shen Qi actually doesn't know how much Yang Yi'an cares about Zhao Xiao.He sneered, and the evil factor in his body began to move around.

Yang Yi'an has a well-known principle in the business field: never drink alcohol.And why such a principle was established, others don't know, but Shen Qi knows it.Yang Yi'an has a fatal weakness. Not only can't control his mouth when he is drunk, but he also has no fighting power at all.Shen Qi had personally experienced it before, as for when it happened, there is no need to recall it.

Yang Yi'an swayed and glared at Shen Qi with flushed cheeks: "Hang it back up, and none of you are allowed to touch it!"

Shen Qi didn't want to waste such a great opportunity to get entangled with him in such an inexplicable mess, so she nodded obediently: "Okay, okay. I'll hang up right away."

Yang Yi'an's mood stabilized a bit, Shen Qi supported him, and asked gently: "Are you hungry? Landlord father?"

Yang Yi'an nodded dissatisfied.

Shen Qi said: "There's nothing you can do if you're hungry, whoever told you to be hypocritical and not eat, just continue to be hungry."

After being drunk, Yang Yi'an's endurance was basically zero. He said angrily: "Why would Ah Hong arrange a worthless person like you to me? If it weren't for Ah Hong, I would have thrown you out and slaughtered you."

Shen Qi withdrew his hand quite dissatisfied, Yang Yi'an lost his support, staggered and almost hit the door frame.Shen Qi gloated at him, and said, "Speaking so badly, don't blame me for doing bad things."

Yang Yi'an held the door in despair and stood firm. On the eve of his explosion, Shen Qi reached out to put his hand on his shoulder, looked into his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Yang Yi'an."

Yang Yi'an's sight was instantly imprisoned by Shen Qi, unable to move away. After 1 minute, Yang Yi'an's eyes froze.Shen Qi patted his face with satisfaction, and solemnly assured: "Don't worry, I won't pry into your business secrets. Please trust me." As soon as he finished speaking, he asked eagerly, "Then Zhang’s bank card with the tail number xxxx, what’s the password?”

Yang Yi'an replied mechanically: "The password is ****."

The cloud of gloom over Shen Qi's head finally dissipated, he let out a long sigh of relief, and muttered: "It's okay, it's okay, I asked for the password back again. I didn't want something as good as money before, hey, it's unbelievably stupid... ..." He withdrew the hypnotism, and said thoughtfully, "It's late at night, you should go back and get some sleep, landlord father."

After all, after crossing the river, what is the bridge left for if it is not demolished?It's really an eyesore for a big old man to stand here, and it also affects his sleep quality.

Yang Yi'an had just switched from being hypnotized to being drunk, and his brain circuits were a little strange.Like a child, he tried to reason with Shen Qi: "You can't do anything well, if Yuan Hong didn't ask me to take you in, who else would want you."

Shen Qi looked at this drunk man, with some scrutiny and seriousness in his eyes: "In your eyes, I have always been worthless, right?"

Such an expression and tone made Yang Yi'an stunned.He used his unconscious mind to think about the source of such an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and finally, Shen Qi's eyes attracted all his attention.He stared blankly at Shen Qi, suddenly grabbed Shen Qi's wrist, and whispered: "Ah...Ah Li..."

Shen Qi's movements froze, and his whole body became stiff.

Yang Yi'an has a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, showing such sad eyes, it is easy to buy people's hearts and make people feel soft.

Of course, this person definitely does not include Shen Qi.What's more, how could Yang Yi'an show sad eyes because of someone other than Zhao Xiao?Shen Qi looked gloomy and said: "Who are you calling?"

Yang Yi'an raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch Shen Qi's face, but Shen Qi turned his head to avoid it.Yang Yi'an's book paused in the air, his voice was a little unsteady: "A Li..."

Shen Qi raised his hand, and slapped him with a "slap", and slapped him down neatly with the knife in his other hand, knocking him unconscious.