If you don't act as a scumbag, you will die

"..."

Although Xie Xun didn't speak, his expression changed slightly.

Cheng Cheng inexplicably felt that he was caught by his parents when he got up in the middle of the night playing games when he was a child: "This is—"

He wanted to say that this was what Uncle Liu left for you, and that he only woke up in the middle of the night when he was hungry, but he was a little apprehensive in the middle of the explanation, and a strange judgment would be triggered if he didn't keep it clean, so he immediately put away the expression just now.

"After all, if it weren't for some people who don't go home and don't eat, I wouldn't be sitting here now."

Cheng Cheng now has a deep understanding of a truth: as long as he is confident enough, the blame thrown out cannot catch up with him.

"..." Hearing his words, Xie Xun frowned, but finally answered, "I've eaten."

Cheng Cheng turned a deaf ear to it, and took a bite of the roasted squab, the crispy golden skin splashed with juice, making his lips slick with oil.

He finished eating half of it in front of Xie Xun, then wiped his hands with a towel, and looked at Xie Xun who was still standing beside him.

The two looked at each other briefly, Xie Xun was unmoved, and pointed to the corner of his mouth, indicating that there was something on it.

After pointing, he turned around and was about to go upstairs.

Cheng Cheng couldn't let him run away, he didn't bother to wipe his face, he reached out his hand to grab Xie Xun's clothes, and preemptively said, "Did I let you go up?"

Anyway, his current character is a moody villain, and the protagonist comes to him to suffer!

——So I had to find someone to eat leftovers with him.

Such an embarrassing person is not yourself.

Cheng Cheng turned his head back: "Sit."

Xie Xun didn't move, and just repeated: "Mr. Cheng, I've eaten."

The corners of his clothes were wrinkled by Cheng Cheng's grasp, but his figure was still tall and straight, standing in front of him, he was so handsome that he was close at hand.

Cheng Cheng blinked, because his head was raised, which showed the opponent's height advantage even more.

The original owner was about the same height as himself, but he was still about ten centimeters shorter than Xie Xun. Cheng Cheng looked at it for two seconds and suddenly became a little envious, and after another two seconds, he became sour.

"Please understand, I'm not asking you," Cheng Cheng withdrew his hand, "Sit down."

It turned out that Xie Xun still didn't move, so Cheng Cheng started pointing at him: "Why do you have legs and love to stand? You are too tall to be an eyesore, what are you showing off?"

Xie Xun's gaze became strange: "?"

"013! Am I the main character in PUA!" Cheng Cheng asked guiltily.

"Host, will you stop if I say yes?" the system replied coldly.

"That's for sure, I'm not that kind of person." Cheng Cheng vowed.

Then he turned his head and continued to point and point: "And it was settled casually all day long, it seems that our Cheng family treated you badly when you married in."

"This was originally your dinner." Cheng Cheng pushed another untouched plate in front of him.

"It's hard to eat," Cheng Cheng added while Xie Xun hadn't spoken yet, "so you have to finish eating."

"..." Xie Xun finally sat down according to his wishes, but he still didn't move.

Cheng Cheng was not full from the meal, so he went to the kitchen to reheat the rest, and conveniently made an extra glass of sparkling water.

"It's hard to drink," he pulled his face, and pushed the glass over abruptly: "So you have to finish it."

I thought Xie Xun would say something, but to Cheng Cheng's surprise, Xie Xun actually took it and took a sip: "It's very difficult to drink."

?

Cheng Cheng bit the straw hard, and the drink that was about to bottom out collided with the glass wall and the ice cubes, making a gurgling sound.

It doesn't matter who was eating supper when Xie Xun opened the door and came in at first, and who is accompanying whom now.

It's not important, it's not important.

But after a few minutes this time, Xie Xun put down his chopsticks and looked over.

"It's so unpalatable, Mr. Cheng can just torture me, why do you have to suffer it yourself?"

Facing Xie Xun's gaze, Cheng Cheng bit the bullet and added: "Isn't it because I don't want my wife to suffer alone and come to accompany you?"

"Then I'll-"

"Don't speak idioms!" Cheng Cheng was keenly aware of the problem and interrupted coolly.

This time the living room was finally quiet.

The two hadn't been alone like this for several days, and Cheng Cheng was still not used to it for a while.

Of course he didn't force Xie Xun to finish his meal in the end, and just made up a random reason: "Well...how are the preparations for the wedding going?"

This tone, as if he was not one of the parties involved.

Xie Xun didn't look back: "I finally ordered three, would you like to see Mr. Cheng now?"

Cheng Cheng listened and waved his hands: "No, I'll just ask. You can decide for yourself. By the way, your sister will come, right?"

Xie Xun paused for a moment when he heard the words, and then said: "Yes."

Back from the place where Qi Rong lived that day, the other party really gave Xie Xun enough right to know as promised, and also lifted the restriction that Xie Xun could not visit in the dark. He came back late these days because he went to see Thank you twice.

However, Xie Xun didn't plan to transfer his sister to another hospital for fear of scaring the snake.

It was Xie Ling who clamored for him to choose nice clothes for herself, as if she was looking forward to the wedding more than herself.

Xie Xun glanced at the person beside him indiscriminately.

He was still kept in the dark, and he didn't know that his "chip" had actually been taken away by Qi Rong.

It's too early, Xie Xun thought, anyway, it's just started, and he still has enough time to plan everything.

And Cheng Cheng still doesn't know what happened, like a fool who will never be told the truth.

It's...absurd.

Xie Xun laughed at himself.

This "marriage", from the threat of hatred at the beginning to the farce-like chaos now, even though it is different from what I thought at the beginning, it is still very... absurd.

This is what Xie Xun can think of, and it is the word that best describes his relationship with Cheng Cheng at the moment.

"Is the company busy recently?" Cheng Cheng suddenly asked.

"Fortunately."

Because of the high-level cooperation, and because he is indeed capable, the handover work is basically completed now, and everything is on the right track.

"After a while, it will be an autumn move. The management should have a plan?"

"Yes. Does Mr. Cheng want to come here in person?"

"No need." Cheng Cheng's tone sounded very casual, "Didn't you say that I would investigate you? Then I remembered it. I remember your friend named Liang Fan... seems to have this intention, if You can let him in if you want."

Cheng Cheng was thinking in his heart that it would be better for Liang Fan to join the company as soon as possible and join forces with Xie Xun as soon as possible, and it would be best not to fight the business war mentioned in the book, and then he would just pretend to be defeated by Xie Xun and "destroyed after a setback" ", and then fast-forwarded to the island where my grandmother sent me happily to live with Xie Xun, and I was completely free after a year.

Great!

Thinking of this, Cheng Cheng could even feel the sunbathing on the island, and waited happily for Xie Xun's answer.

"Whether it's my friend or not, if you really want to come in, you have to go through formal procedures." Xie Xun said without expression.

"Okay," Cheng Cheng just mentioned it, and Xie Xun didn't expect Xie Xun to agree immediately, "Anyway, you think about it yourself, and now you are the one who makes the decision."

"Mr. Cheng," Xie Xun's voice seemed to hesitate this time, but he didn't finish the rest of the sentence, "It's nothing."

Cheng Cheng was most annoyed by the half-spoken Riddler, so he frowned dissatisfiedly: "What is nothing?"

"You don't think I'm compensating you, do you?" Cheng Cheng's tone became a little fierce, "Let's just say it first, the company doesn't support idlers, if he can't do a good job, get out!"

"and many more!"

Seeing that Xie Xun was going back to his room, Cheng Cheng called him back again, and threw a key on the table.

"It's okay to go home so late all day, if you don't come back for dinner, you still—"

"When I didn't come back for dinner, I called Uncle Liu." Xie Xun added as if he knew what he was going to say.

"You," Cheng Chengxun was interrupted in the middle, and the momentum he had built up with great difficulty instantly collapsed, and he started talking nonsense when he became anxious, "What's the use of you calling Uncle Liu? Is Uncle Liu your date!? "

"..." Even though Xie Xun's expression was not expressive all the time, he couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth at this time, "It can be."

Realizing what he said, Cheng Cheng's face turned red: "Wait, I'm not—"

Now the words "yes" and "no" are almost like a spell, Cheng Cheng simply stopped talking: "Stop talking nonsense, keep the keys! You should go home, open the door yourself and don't disturb me to sleep!"

"..." Xie Xun seemed to be in a good mood this time, and he didn't point out the fact that Cheng Cheng hadn't opened the door once when he went home these days. He just took the key and said, "Okay."

Cheng Cheng let out a "tsk", feeling a sense of resentment that the quarrel did not go well, and resentfully touched another bunch of keys: "...I have this one too."

What came out was a bunch of car keys, but Cheng Cheng didn't throw it directly on the table this time, but looked at it for a long time, picked one of them and unwrapped it, and then handed it directly to Xie Xun with satisfaction: "If If you don’t like calling a driver, you can drive yourself.”

Originally, I wanted Xie Xun to choose which one to drive, but now I have no choice.

"Mr. Cheng, I'm not interested in this kind of thing." Xie Xun returned to his previous expression of being emotionless and unwilling to chat.

"I've said it all, it's not a question of whether you want it or not," Cheng Cheng clicked angrily, "I'm a married person after all, what does it look like to go out and squeeze the subway all day long! Marry a chicken as a chicken, marry a dog as a dog , recognize your current identity!"

"Oh." This time Xie Xun responded slowly, "Then—"

"Don't ask me if I belong to a chicken or a dog," Cheng Cheng snorted, "I'm your legal husband now anyway!"

Thinking of Xie Xun using this sentence to block himself on the day the two got married, there was a feeling that after such a long time of quarreling and losing the fight, they finally turned over and won, and they were instantly elated, so happy that their eyebrows would fly.

"That's it, that's it, good night wife!" Cheng Cheng didn't wait for the other party's answer, he won the victory after eating and drinking, with one hand behind his back, so excited that he didn't even bother to wear slippers, barefoot, dangling I got the car keys and went back to the room.

Only leave a brisk back to the "loser".

But it was a coincidence that Xie Xun really waited for a phone call that was not unexpected during his work break the next day.

It was approaching six o'clock, and the atmosphere in the company was not so busy. The assistant was also preparing to pack up and leave work after reporting the work. When he saw someone walking in, he was stunned: "Mr. Xie..."

"It's my friend." He nodded to his assistant, who wisely left the office and closed the door for them.

As soon as the office door was closed, Xie Xun's expression became a little cold: "Didn't the call tell you to wait a while?"

"I know, I know," the other party nodded, "I was also thinking about my off-duty time, and I was a little worried about you, so I came to take a look."

The one who entered was a tall and thin man with glasses, his hair was a little long, and his bangs that grew freely covered half of his eyes.

"I heard from others, it seems that Jincheng Group has a large-scale recruitment recently, including this subsidiary you are working for now," the other party showed a pair of bright eyes behind his glasses, "There happens to be a position that I am good at, and I have I'm working on my resume."

"Liang Fan," Xie Xun looked at him and said, "But I'm not an HR, and if you can't be recorded, I can't help you either."

"Aren't you now—" Liang Fan's voice was a little higher, but it was quickly suppressed by Xie Xun's eyes, "Didn't you take over now?"

Xie Xun didn't answer right away.

"However, I have to say that this Cheng surname is really rich." Liang Fan sneered, "Not to mention his grandma's foundation, just the things he gave as alms from my father are already what normal people think Unbelievable number."

"The world is really unfair. Some people work hard to get a chance, and some people are obviously useless, but they were born in Rome."

"If you're talking nonsense, I'll go back first."

"Hey, I'm not worried about you, I'm afraid that you will be tormented too badly by this waste surnamed Cheng." Liang Fan's face became more serious, "But to be honest, if I can really come in, some gray evidence will always come. It's easier to find. Don't you want to do it? I have to come here to help first."

Xie Xun's expression was cold: "I've only been here for a few days now, why don't you just wait for the autumn recruit to come again?"

Liang Fan looked around the magnificent office, then went to the window to look down, and sighed: "Okay, I just really don't care about you, I want to see if you are okay."

"It's okay. If you come to me now, you might as well prepare your resume quickly." Xie Xun said flatly.

"But...he really trusts you so much? He didn't even check the formalities, so he really delegated power to you?"

"At present, this is the case." Xie Xun said.

"I always feel that there must be some kind of conspiracy, how can this trash have such good intentions—" Liang Fan thought, "You think so?"

"I don't know." Xie Xun spoke very slowly, and his expression was not very good-looking.

"Also, people have names and surnames, so don't always refer to them vaguely."

Xie Xun said with a cold face.

In the end, Liang Fan left the office by himself. Xie Xun was just about to sit down and continue reviewing documents when he suddenly looked up at the clock on the wall.

06: 30.

...It seems to be a meal.

If I continue to work now, then in half an hour, Uncle Liu will call me and ask me when I will go back.

Xie Xun looked away, and continued to look at the documents on the table.

As a result, he didn't look at it for long, and looked at the time again.

Six fifty-three.

The days in summer are very long, and there is still a warm orange-yellow color outside the window.

With a sullen face, he read two more pages.

Forget it.

Finally, Xie Xun took out his phone, found a contact who hadn't made a note, began to edit the message with a calm face, and sent it.

【X: Don't come back for dinner. 】

[X: Don't wait for the door. 】