The silent system of the Lord God of Quick Transmigration shed tears

Time passed bit by bit, and Wan Qi Su Ye stayed in Yinyang Palace and sat idle.

There was incense in the hall, the cushions on the imperial concubine's couch were too soft, and the person leaning on her yawned.

"Is Master feeling bored?" Yan Zhiyu asked.

Wan Teng Suye nodded lazily, hooked his fingers to Yan Zhiyu, and Yan Zhiyu spontaneously sat beside him.

Holding the well-behaved little apprentice in his arms, in case he was sleepy all night, he sniffed, it was Yan Zhiyu's special smell, and when he saw it with his spiritual sense, the imprint of Taoist companions on Yan Zhiyu's body was shining brightly.

There are cicadas singing outside the hall, and the cool breeze passes through the middle hall, which is comfortable and leisurely.

With the most important person in your arms, just taking a nap like this is a joy in life.

Wan Teng Suye slowly fell asleep.

opening eyes.

In front of him was the funeral scene. He was wearing a dark dress with black armbands on his arms.

People around were crying softly, light rain fell from the sky, and the cemetery was covered with a sense of haze.

It fell on the marble tablet and wet the flowers brought by the mourners.forest wood.

Wan Teng Suye suddenly regained his spirits.

what 's wrong?By the way, who is he?

"Chu Ye, your parents are dead now, you have to remember that your uncle and aunt will help you, and they will definitely be able to withstand the company." A group of middle-aged couples came over and said.

"Then I'll be here to thank uncle and aunt." Chu Ye said.

But there was disgust for these two people in my heart.

He thought about it, and it was his parents who were buried today, the two CEOs of Hongsheng Group, and his uncle's family was the second shareholder of the group.

But this is also a couple who are not very popular, and they usually get a lot of money from the company.

Chu Ye's parents turned a blind eye. Although they beat, they didn't really ring the alarm bell for them.

But Chu Ye was different.

"Tomorrow I will go to the company to report. I will take over my father's position. The road is long and difficult, and I need you two to lead the way." Chu Ye said, signaling to the two that there are still guests to greet.

Turn around and walk away, accepting the comfort of others.

Chu Ye felt that the death of his parents was very light in his heart, as if someone was afraid of his pain and deliberately erased it for him.

"Don't be too sad, you still have a long way to go."

"I will."

Chu Ye wandered among a group of elders, compared to those potbellied businessmen and dignified ladies, he looked like a thin bamboo pole.

"Where's Chu Jin?" A woman asked in a low voice.

"Sitting there," replied her husband.

Chu Ye looked in the direction he pointed, and there was a boy sitting on the bench under the tree far away.

"It's such a trouble." The woman said, "It's all your fault. You're the boss. Look at him like that. No one else wants to adopt you. Why would you?"

"I asked Li Yu to watch him." The man said.

Chu Ye looked at the back of the young man on the bench over there, lonely and depressed. Compared with the wet look of others, maybe it was malnourished and yellowed hair, it looked warmer instead.

He sat under the tree, motionless.

"Hey..." Chu Ye walked over, the deceased was buried, and the guests had already started to leave the cemetery one after another, so there was no need for him to greet him.

Chu Ye looked at him. He wore a black suit with a white shirt and black trousers. His whole body was meticulous. Compared with him, the son of the deceased, he looked more like he was attending a funeral.

The boy raised his head, looked over with a pair of clean eyes, but did not speak.

This time Chu Ye didn't know what to say.

"Hey over there, don't talk to him." A boy who was about the same age as Chu Yu came over. Compared with the motionless Chu Yu, this boy seemed too ostentatious.

Came to see the funeral, wearing a black coat, wearing a floral sweater.

"This man is autistic. If he is an orphan whose parents died, please ignore him." Hua Weiyi said.

Chu Ye looked up and down at the flowered sweater, and then at the boy who had lowered his head.

Turned around and left.

After the guests had dispersed, Chu Ye left.

It took an hour and a half to drive from the cemetery to my big house.

When Chu Ye got home, he took a shower first.

The servants in the family watched him grow up, even if the family lost two masters, he didn't intend to fire anyone.

When his parents were still alive, they often went around the world to discuss contracts.

Originally, this year he left the campus and went to the company to report, but now he is one or two months away from graduation, and he is forced to fight for himself.

According to the assistants left behind by his parents, the company is also in chaos now. Due to the death of his parents, the company's orders have dropped sharply.

He thought, it is better to solve the internal troubles first, and then solve the external troubles.

Talking about going to work tomorrow, he had already started to write a plan that night and was drawing up a list of laid-off workers.

Among them, the first to bear the brunt was his uncle's husband and wife.

In the middle of the night, when he was finally about to go to bed, he suddenly remembered that he was sitting under a tree during the day, silent, on guard against the approach of others, and even more hostile to the boy in the floral sweater who knew him.

Lying in the dry and warm blanket, he suddenly remembered the color of his hair, which was a little sallow.

Chu Ye worked step by step, but always thought of him from time to time.

Fortunately, there are not many relatives in his family, and there are quite a few people who can attend the funeral of his parents.

After a little inquiring, you will know who the boy is.

The young man's name is Chu Jin. Although both of them have the surname Chu, they are related by the same family.

Chu Jin's parents drowned to death while playing at the seaside. Chu Jin saw it with her own eyes, and she has been very afraid of water ever since.

He didn't dare to get close to the seaside or river. If he didn't love cleanliness, he probably wouldn't even take a bath.

It seems that the death of his parents traumatized him, causing him to be autistic.

In the orphanage before, he was adopted by relatives who had no children, but seeing his autistic appearance, he sent him back to the orphanage.

Now adopted by Li Yu's parents, in fact, in the "home", life is also very embarrassing.Because there is a younger brother who doesn't understand anything and makes trouble for him.

Chu Jin obviously had good grades, but she never raised her hand to answer the teacher's questions.I usually don't have any friends, and I like to be alone.

I am so busy every day that I can't stand on all fours, but I am still driven by curiosity to touch a boy's old bottom.

As the days passed, it was already very late after Chu Ye finished drinking with his client. He drove the car to the side of the road, wanted to sleep in the car for a while, and called the driver to pick him up.

After a while, I heard the noise of the crowd.

He opened his eyes, and through the dark window film, he saw that there was a school next to the road. It was already so late, and those who just finished school were probably high school students.

A man walked by his car, anxiously looking for his backpack.

After looking around, he didn't seem to find what he was looking for.

He squatted down, flipped through the exercise books one by one, and took out a large stack of papers. He squatted down, trying to put the book that had been checked and found nothing hidden on the ground, but there was nothing hidden on the ground. It was too dirty, he stood up, and stacked the papers and books little by little on the car window, which looked glamorous.

Before he blocked the view from the car window, Chu Ye saw his pitiful face, his face flushed anxiously, his mouth curled up, his eyes anxiously wandering around his hands to search.

"What are you looking for?" Li Yu brought his brothers over, each holding a grilled sausage, and Li Yu also contained three grilled sausages in a small transparent bag, sprinkled with cumin, which was slightly steaming: "I want Shall I help you find it?"

Seeing him, Chu Jin took a step back holding her scattered books, papers and bag.

"Let me guess, are you looking for the 200 yuan in your book?" Li Yu said.

Chu Jin stared at him, as if she wanted to take another step back.

Li Yu said: "Don't look for it, I bought cigarettes at noon, and bought grilled sausages with the remaining money, and I have these three left over, here I give them to you."

Seeing the hand he handed over the sausage, Chu Jin angrily hit the sausage on the ground. He was so angry that he trembled, and the books and papers in his hand fell to the ground.

"Chu Jin, what do you mean?" Li Yu looked at Chu Jin in disbelief. He felt that he had been wronged so much that he kindly bought roast sausages for Chu Jin, but Chu Jin didn't appreciate it, and still beat him now.

Chu Jin didn't speak, but just stared at him.

"What are you staring at! You eat my family's food and use my family's. Your 200 yuan was also given to you by my parents!" Li Yu said: "I know, isn't your 200 yuan for buying records? What is it for, can it be eaten or drunk? Can it be smoked as a cigarette?”

Chu Ye vaguely heard the two quarreling, no, it was Li Yu's one-sided slapstick.

Being persuaded by the people around him, saying that he is an autistic orphan, what are you fussing about with him, talking and talking, a group of young people who looked lively and rude left again, laughing and laughing on the road, not controlling the volume at all, after a while It disappeared and went into that Internet cafe to have fun.

Chu Jin stood motionless for a while as if the electricity had been cut off, and then squatted down to pick up her paper.

Chu Ye saw the slender neck that was exposed when he lowered his head, and felt that the neck was too thin, as if it would break if twisted.

Check your watch, the driver will be here in a few minutes.

He stretched himself on the seat and opened the door.

The boy squatting on the ground never thought that there were still people in the car.

Holding the thing, he stood up, looking a little embarrassed.

Chu Ye didn't speak either, he took out a shiny black wallet from his pocket.

He opened the wallet silently, took out 200 yuan, felt that it was a bit small, and took [-], which didn't seem to be much, so he simply took out all the cash in his wallet and put it on his paper.

It just so happened that the driver felt it at this time.

"Is the boss leaving?" the driver asked.

Chu Ye got into the car.

The young man looked at the car in a daze.

"Boss, do you know that person? Is he in the car?" the driver asked.

"I don't know, you can drive." Chu Ye said.

This night was quite rewarding, not only did I put the biggest partner into my camp at the wine table, but I also met this young man.

Chu Ye was late for work the next day.

I was beaten again by my uncle and aunt.

On the third day, the law enforcement department came to the company, listed the crimes of illegal transfer of company property, tax evasion and other aspects, and directly detained several high-level executives of the company.

Including uncles and aunts.

Sitting in his office, Chu Ye always felt that he had used such a method of denying relatives.

I also feel that I must be very talented, and I can sit up and do things with ease.

Others said he was ruthless, but he said he killed relatives righteously.

Slowly, the company was on the right track. The people around Wanqi Suye were all transferred to important positions, and the secretary was replaced by a female college student whose cell phone rings happily. The singer was a man with a catchy voice.

He doesn't have to be so tired anymore, he wakes up early and stays late every day, and lives a happy nine-to-five life.

Looking at the high-rise buildings in the business district, Chu Ye said: "It's summer vacation."

"Does Mr. Chu have school children at home?" the secretary asked with a smile.

"Why do you say that?" Chu Ye was puzzled.

"Most people say it's summer."

Chu Ye thought about it, his big house was empty, and he was the only owner.

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