Slag

"What are you talking about... What are you talking about? See Lin, I don't want to hear this. Let's meet, and we can explain clearly...It will be fine if we explain clearly..."

The room was dark, and the only moonlight was blocked by the tightly drawn curtains, making it eerily quiet.

This is the number of days that he has been drunk day and night, always drunk, as if he has never been sober.

Ren Sheng had come to him many times, either closing the door and not letting him in, or even letting him in, and he couldn't grab the wine bottle he was holding in his arms.

He even threatened him: "If you continue like this, I can only find Uncle Han to take care of you."

Han Qiushi didn't care at all.

So what if Han Lin came, Lin would be willing to see him?

He crackled into the phone for a long time, but he had exhausted his words, but the other party didn't reply a word.

Han Qiushi gritted his sore back molars and asked, "Why don't you speak anymore? It's me... Did I make a mistake? I didn't mean it. I'm a little unclear now... If I made a mistake, Don't care...don't hate me, I take it back, I'll say it again..."

There was still no answer on the other side.

Not even scolding.

Han Qiushi felt strange, and turned on the phone with a black screen to take a look——

It turned out that the phone was hung up 5 minutes ago.

Did Lin Jian not hear a word of his apology?

He's actually still rambling on here, pretending to be affectionate...

Han Qiushi felt wronged like never before, Lin Jian didn't even say "hang up", probably he clicked hang up in the middle of the speech.

How can you do this to him?Don't let him finish a whole sentence?

Does Lin Jian really hate him that much? I don't see him, even listening to him is annoying...

He said that everything he did now was a reminder of his stupidity in the past.

But how can that be called stupid?That was clearly the time when Lin Jian loved him the most, but he missed it, so Lin Jian regarded his love for him as a stupid act? !

He just didn't realize it in time...

It's just that there is no timely response...

How much has he done wrong?It would actually push their relationship to this point.

Early the next morning, Lin Jian had just finished washing when someone knocked on the door.

For a moment he wondered if it was Han Qiushi who came to him again, because he hung up on him last night and came to question him?

He glanced through the cat's eyes and was surprised when he saw who was coming.

"Ren Jing?" Lin Jian opened the door and saw the person outside.

Ren Jing pointed behind him: "It's so early in the morning, you probably haven't had breakfast yet? Let's go."

Lin Jian was stunned for a moment, obviously there was no chance for him to refuse, so he said a little awkwardly: "Okay, you come in and sit first, and I'll change clothes."

When going out, Ren Jing said with a smile: "Brother, you seem to like wearing white very much."

Lin Jian lowered his head and glanced at himself, and said helplessly: "I have bad eyesight. I always think white is the best when picking clothes. When I buy clothes, I can only wear white every day."

He felt that buying clothes was a hassle. He didn't like to go out very much before, and he relied on online shopping for all clothes.

But I don’t like to look at my phone for a long time. Every time I scan it in a hurry and buy it casually.

Fortunately, the figure can hold up, otherwise being ugly is one thing, and if you look fat in white, you are fat and ugly.

"So that's how it is." Ren Jing took him to the front of the car and opened the passenger door, "But I think white is the best suit for you."

Lin Jian was too unaccustomed to others to open the door for him, so he hurriedly sat on it and closed the door by himself.

He fastened his seat belt, and waited for Ren Jing to sit up before answering: "Really? It's right on the wrong side."

"Where is this going?" Lin Jian asked.

He originally thought that just like he did yesterday, wandering around in this area, he would find a breakfast restaurant to eat by the way.

But that's okay, there's really nothing to eat about this slice.

Ren Jing put on his seat belt and started the car, "My sister's house."

Lin Jian: "Huh?"

Ren Jing: "She didn't sleep all night and tossed the buns there, steamed a big pot, called me early in the morning and asked me to find a way to help her finish eating."

Lin Jian raised his eyebrows: "So you don't want to treat me to dinner, but you want me to help you eat buns?"

Ren Jing nodded: "I also called Brother Fu and asked him to come and help."

It turned out that this was a "thief car".

"When did you come back?" Lin Jian asked.

He remembered that Ren Lian said that Ren Jing was in Zurich, when did he run back to China?

"I just got off the plane last night, and I didn't dare to run back until I was done with the work over there." Ren Jing sighed, "The old man seized the opportunity to catch me and treat me like a donkey for the production team. When you come back, change your donkey...to another grandson."

Lin Jian couldn't help laughing, Ren Jing turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "It's not easy, I heard from my sister that you have been depressed for a long time."

"Something happened, and I couldn't handle it anymore." Now that Lin Jian no longer feels that shocking when he mentions it, he can say it freely, "The ability to resist pressure is not very good."

"Has that list been robbed?" Ren Jing asked along the way.

Lin Jian bit his lower lip, "It's not that they were robbed, I gave them away."

"why?"

"I don't know. A woman came to me that day and told me a lot about my mother when she was young. You must have lost your head after listening to the story."

Listening to it, I feel that I am a person who should not exist.

He frantically thought about all the "what if" scenarios, from the beginning, if Shu Deyuan hadn't met Sang Hui, to the end, if Lin Jingzhu hadn't committed suicide.

He found that as long as one of these "ifs" exists, he can stand on the commanding heights and accuse Sang Hui and Shu Yi of being Xiao San and Xiao San's sons.

But he didn't have any of them. He lived in a world where "what ifs" were impossible.

Shu Deyuan is always the culprit, but he can no longer firmly believe that the existence of Sang Hui is also a mistake.

Lin Jian even began to think about whether there was a problem with his three views, which made him unable to integrate into the world.

"Lost the company?" Ren Jing asked.

His tone was casual, as if he didn't take it seriously.

Lin Jian didn't feel disgusted when he heard it, because he didn't take it seriously now.

"lost."

Just as Ren Jing was about to say something, Lin Jian suddenly smiled and looked at him: "Are you investigating me?"

He asked seriously.

"Yes."

Ren Jing admitted it frankly.

"I'm trying to find a way to sign such a big order to you, and I have to investigate your details." Ren Jing said it fairly.

Lin Jian nodded: "Reasonable."

"But the bigger reason is that I'm very curious about you." Ren Jing suddenly laughed, "Can it be considered...fake public affairs for personal gain?"

Lin Jian raised his eyebrows lightly: "I see."

Ren Jing pulled the words back: "I heard that it's your...brother now? He's managing the company."

"Ah, yes." Lin Jian stretched his waist.

Ren Jing's expression was a little subtle, "I heard that there have been a lot of lost orders recently, and layoffs have begun."

"En." Lin Jianyou was paying attention.

"If he is the sole dictator of the company, going bankrupt tomorrow will not be a problem." Ren Jing said, "However, there are still some veterans helping, and the loss is not particularly heavy now."

Lin Jian didn't speak.

He can't wait to go bankrupt tomorrow...

But with Shu Yi showing his true colors now, how much would he be willing to listen to what those elders said?

After Shu Yi came to power, his desires have already inflated. Wherever he goes, people will praise him as a "young talent". The days of being preached by others are long gone.

How could he be willing to bow his head and be obedient?

He didn't speak, but Ren Jing seemed to see through what he was thinking.

"I can contribute to the flames." Ren Jing said suddenly.

Lin saw that his downcast eyes suddenly lifted up, and he didn't flirt with Ren Jingduo: "What's the method of fueling the flames?"

"You speak, I will do it?" Ren Jing said.

He spoke wildly, as if no matter what Lin Jian asked, he could do it.

Lin Jian laughed: "Although this question may not be very polite, I am suddenly curious, what exactly does your family do?"

Ren Jing just smiled and didn't speak.

After being empty for a long time, he suddenly said something that sounded irrelevant: "My second uncle's cousin's family is doing well here."

When he arrived at Ren Lian's house, Lin Jian realized that eating steamed stuffed buns was really crazy eating steamed stuffed buns.

Ren Lian had been busy all night and hadn't had time to take a shower. With two coats of pot ashes on his face, he brought out a pot of steamed stuffed buns——

She explained with a sad face: "I saw a handsome guy recently, and he said he likes to eat steamed stuffed buns."

Lin Jian picked up one and looked at it, it was too big.

Basically, an adult man with a normal appetite can eat up to three.

Ren Jing frowned: "Why are there more than you can see in the photo?"

"Nonsense, I only took one pot of photos for you." Ren Lian picked up one.

"It's enough for him to make three buns." Lin Jian's hand holding the buns trembled slightly.

Ren Lian shook his head: "He said he has a big appetite, and didn't he say that he would fail the first time he cooks? I also thought that I would fail a few times, so I would pack more and steam more at a time, and choose two to sell. Take it to him if it looks good."

"Then?"

Ren Lian's tone became agitated, "And who knew that I was reincarnated as the God of Cooking! I didn't even show a single one! No matter how big his appetite is, he probably won't be able to eat it all, so..."

Not long after, Fu Feibai also came, seeing the steamed stuffed bun on the table lost in thought.

After letting Ren Lian tell the whole story again, Fu Feibai scratched his head: "Do you like the reincarnated Lianpo?"

Ren Lian: "Shut up, go wash your hands and eat buns!"

Three men sat in a row, holding a bowl in one hand and buns in the other.

Ren Lian sat across from her and looked at her phone.

Fu Feibai ate and said, "It's the first time I eat and I feel like crying."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Lian on the other side suddenly cried out with an "Aww".

"Are you still wronged?"

Ren Lian held up his mobile phone to show them——

The man only replied two sentences from beginning to end.

[Actually, my appetite is not so big]

【Thank you, I suddenly don't like to eat steamed stuffed buns】

and conspicuously—

[The other party has turned on friend verification, and you are not his friend yet, please send friend verification first...]

"I fucked up all night!! He made this up for me?!"

"Stupid straight man."

"It's better for my mother to continue to be the Wanzai Wharf."

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