My Nemesis Has Finally Gone Bankrupt

Yue Wenwen didn't sleep well all night. He hasn't seen Ji Ran beating people for a long time, and he still knows the pain points of others as before, he suspects that if Qin Man is not there, Ji Ran can destroy Gu Zhe in situ.

He called Cheng Peng the next day. After hearing this, Cheng Peng calmed him a few words, and then the two got together, ready to discuss how to resolve this matter.

"I checked, Gu Zhe didn't go to the hospital last night. He probably was afraid that things would get serious." Cheng Peng drove. "I don't seem to have been seriously injured."

"Murder and crime, it's cheaper for him." Yue Wenwen opened the mirror on the car and looked left and right, "I was scared not to sleep very much last night, and my mask was not in the mood.

"Hot some powder and cover it." Cheng Peng said.

Yue Wenwen looked into the mirror and said distressedly, "Xiao Ranyan must be so angry that he didn't sleep well all night."

At the Ji Ran's house, Yue Wenwen opened the door with a password. As soon as he entered, he heard a faint noise from the kitchen.

Cheng Peng went to stop. Yue Wenwen carried the bag to the living room, without asking, "I knew you weren't sleeping well. I bought you some fruit, should I cut it for you?"

The kitchen was quiet for a while.

"Thank you."

Yue Wenwen made a move and looked back suddenly.

In the kitchen, Qin Man was beating eggs, and there was a bag of noodles waiting to be cooked. He wore a white shirt with buttons unbuttoned, looking generous and casual.

"... I thought it was Ji Ran." Yue Wenwen said, "What about him? Haven't you woke up yet?"

"Wake up, brushing your teeth." Qin Man smiled. "You wait."

Yue Wenwen always felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't understand. He nodded: "OK ... Are you cooking noodles?"

"Um." Qin Man said, "Need to make a copy for you? But I can't make it."

"Give me a share." He had planned to ask Ji Ran to go out and eat, just to relax. Since Qin Mandu has done it, of course, he will not go. "Cheng Peng is here too. Thank you for your hard work."

Qin Mandao said: "It's all right."

Cheng Peng was not surprised to see Qin Man. The two greeted him and Cheng Peng sat beside Yue Wenwen.

"Xiao Manman," Yue Wenwen said nothing, "was that scaring you yesterday?"

After speaking, he felt that he was talking stupidly. Last night, Qin Man squeezed Gu Zhe's chin to drink, and he still remembers it.

Qin Mandao said: "A bit, but it doesn't matter."

Yue Wenwen: "?"

As soon as he was about to say something, he heard a click, and the door of the master bedroom opened.

Ji Ran came out from inside, his hair was messy, and he was wearing only a pair of black boxer pants, and the red marks on his body were intermittent and extended into his pants. He squinted, still drowsy, not fully awake.

"What are you doing now……"

His throat was hoarse like a broken gong, and he could hear how badly it was worn last night.

An apple fell on the carpet and made a muffled sound.

Ji Ran heard the movement, turned his head, and stared at the two on the sofa.

Ji Ran: "..."

Yue Wenwen, who did not sleep well all night: "..."

Cheng Peng, who was dragged out of the house early in the morning: "Hi."

Ji Ran turned expressionlessly back to the bedroom.

Five minutes later, he changed his pajamas and returned.

"How are you here?" He asked.

Cheng Peng said: "come to discuss Gu Zhe with you. What are you going to do?"

How to deal with it?

Ji Ran had no idea at all.

His throat was so upset that he didn't even want to say anything.

"Has he been poisoned?"

Cheng Peng said: "No, Jiankang came out of the hotel this morning."

"..." Ji Ran walked into the kitchen, looked at the "soup" with no color in the pot, and raised his eyebrows and asked the people around him, "On your level, can you stay away from the kitchen?

"I'm afraid you're getting hungry." Qin Man spooned up a small spoon of soup. "Look what's missing."

Ji Ran took a reluctant sip.

"There's less salt, and the soup doesn't boil." He was really hungry, better than none. And it ’s just bowl noodles, and it ’s hard to eat anywhere. “Finally, add some sesame oil to taste.”

Yue Wenwen was stunned.

Ji Ran sat on the sofa and asked Cheng Peng: "Who was there yesterday? Those who were with Gu Zhe, you sent me your name."

He finished, covering his mouth and coughing hard.

"How do you know I checked this?" Cheng Peng laughed. "I'll post it on your phone for a while, but what are you going to do? Just a bunch of idiots, come back with revenge one by one. Are you busy?"

"I don't have that energy." Ji Ran whispered, "Can I remember my grievances?"

"Okay." Cheng Peng turned his head and asked Yue Wenwen, "You continued your second booth yesterday?"

Yue Wenwen peeled an orange and stuffed it into his mouth: "Where can I go to renew the stall and go straight home. Why?"

"No. I just watched Ji Ran's voice dumb, and thought you ran to ktv for a night." Cheng Peng said.

Ji Ran: "You have a lot of nonsense."

Cheng Peng shrugged and got up to walk to the kitchen: "I'll help, I'm hungry."

After sitting for a while, Ji Ran couldn't bear it, pulled out his mouthpiece from his pocket and put it on himself, bending over and coughing for most of it.

Yue Wenwen immediately moved to him.

"Drink some water." He handed the water over, helped Ji Ran run along his back, and asked with concern, "Xiao Ran Ran, are you all right? Did you open the door to the new world last night? Is it particularly comfortable? Right? Don't get in there, or your stomach will hurt easily. "

Fortunately, Ji Ran did not drink water, otherwise he would die.

He had a sore throat and was too lazy to explain. Besides, the state of him ... can't lie to Yue Wenwen, just save some energy.

He did almost open the door to the new world yesterday.

Originally thinking that Qin Man must taste the pain of **** pain, but he was practicing the car every day during this time, and something broke last night.

Besides, he was completely unprepared, not even the most basic common sense, and simply lay down.

Anyway, Qin Man is serving him without loss. Ji Ran comforted herself in her heart.

Despite the exhortations, the taste of the noodles was still pale. Yue Wenwen added a spoonful of pepper to the noodles.

"Yue Wenwen." Ji Ran didn't look up, "After a while, you wash the dishes."

Yue Wenwen said, "Why? My hand is covered with four layers of hand cream every day. How can I use it to wash dishes?"

"Qin Manzhu, Cheng Peng strikes, you wash the dishes, it is fair."

Yue Wenwen: "What about you?"

"I also delivered spices at the food bag site. What else do you want?" He said more and more dumb.

Qin Man got up and poured a cup of hot water and put it in front of him.

Cheng Peng was obviously not very satisfied with this noodle and stopped after taking two bites: "This thing Gu Zhe may not be good enough. You two should pay attention to these two days."

"It's him who should be careful about his own life," Ji Ran said. "Grandpa, I haven't promised to let him go."

Seeing that Ji Ran was all right, Cheng Peng hurried back to the company. It is strange that Yue Wenwen actually took the initiative to leave. Instead, he must rely on it as an excuse not to go to work.

Ji Ran sent the person to the door, Yue Wenwen pulled his wrist, looking like a person.

"I understand, I understand." He said, "Life must be full of joy. But you still have to pay attention to your body. You see your throat is dumb ..."

Ji Ran's voice came out through the mask: "Go."

——

Ji Ran's throat would turn into this, not all because of bedtime.

He had a faint throat ache a few days ago, but it only started today. The few yells in bed last night only aggravated the condition.

It's not accurate to say, everyone else is um, ah, ah, when it comes to Ji Ran, this becomes-

"Fuck! It hurts! Get out!"

"His, are you grinding the needle?"

"Hurry up if you want to do it ... slowly thinking you seem to be long?"

"... You want to hit me, so you can find your next home, right? I tell you, there is no way."

... and so on.

He took back his thoughts and took another sip of hot water. I saw Qin Man stepping out of the room and changing back to his usual suit.

Ji Ran a moment: "You want to go out?"

"Um. I have a friend." Qin Mandao said, "Relax, Gu Zhe dare not bother me."

"... Who is worried about you?" Ji Ran turned on the TV.

Qin Man walked to the sofa and tied his tie: "I'll be back sooner, don't open the door to strangers."

Ji Ran was silent: "You are my three year old?"

After Qin Man left, Ji Ran returned to the bed. He is sick and doesn't like going out. He doesn't often get sick. Once he gets sick, it is difficult to heal. He stays at home until he is well.

Whoever wants to lie down, the phone rings. It's a strange number.

"Who?" He picked up.

"Is it Mr. Ji?" There was the voice of a strange man at the end. "Hello, my name is Xu Lin, and I will be your working assistant in Yongshi in the future."

"Mr. Ji asked me to inform you that you can come to work next Wednesday. I wonder if you are free now? I have compiled a lot of work information. If it is convenient, shall we meet somewhere?

Half an hour later, Ji Ran appeared on time at the scheduled restaurant.

He wrapped himself in three layers inside and three outside, wearing a peaked cap and mask, which was very noticeable in the crowd.

"Mr. Ji?"

Ji Ran raised his eyes and saw the man sitting in the corner of the restaurant stood up and was waving at him.

The man was wearing a light gray suit, looking at his thirties, neatly dressed, well-dressed, and gentle.

"I heard your voice on the phone didn't seem very comfortable, so I ordered you a cup of green tea." Xu Lin said, "If you don't like to drink, you can order something else."

"No." Ji Ran sat down, enduring the discomfort in his throat, "What about the information?"

Xu Lin passed the information over: "It's all here, these are the ones I sorted out in the past few days, and see if there are any omissions."

Ji Ran took it over and did not open it: "You were an eternal employee before?"

"Yes, I was an assistant to President Ji."

Ji Ran gave a meal: "General Ji? Ji Wei?"

Xu Lin smiled and saw no flaws: "Yes, I just left his department three months ago."

Ji Ran was funny: "You're honest, he asked you to watch me?"

"You will find these things after joining the company. There is nothing to hide." Xu Lin was generous and did not see a trace of embarrassment. "It is because I and Ji Ji have different working habits. You. Definitely not surveillance. "

Ji Ran originally wanted to come to catch people, he didn't need any assistant, Qin Man was enough to fill the vacancy. But hearing Xu Lin said this, he felt a little bit interesting.

Ever heard of an ordinary employee seeking a transfer from a big boss because of ‘different work habits’ with his boss?

"I don't need anyone here." Ji Ran leaned back. "What about your resume?"

"On the last page of the material," Xu Lin said.

Ji Ran turned and looked at the resume, which was densely packed. The number of projects participated in these years alone can reflect Xu Lin's ability to work.

Joined seven years, worked under Ji Wei for seven years?

For seven years, all dogs have developed feelings. Ji Ran smiled playfully, and then closed the file.

"Success, I think our working habits should be good. You just stay."

"Thank you Mr. Ji for keeping me." Xu Linying joked with him, "Then I will trouble you to go back and read it. I have compiled the company's project plans for the past two years and the development direction of the next few years. You have If you do n’t understand anything, just ask me, call or meet up. I ’m free. ”

Ji Ran seriously looked at the file. After turning a few pages, I felt wrong.

... The project content and unsuccessful proposals organized by this man are almost exactly the same as those given to him by Qin Man.

The only difference is that Qin Man's share is relatively more complete and sufficient. The two people's summary of the schemes are also different, as if they are the same problem, two different solutions.

Ji Ran inexplicably felt that the documents in front of him were like extra-curricular tutoring books in high school, and suddenly his head hurt even more.

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