Marry into a wealthy family if you don't pay well

Yan Shaoqian was stunned, and had a new understanding of Shen Zhuo.

What domineering president, this guy only thinks about "how to make money", right?

How did Uncle Shen trust such a large company to him?

Yan Shaoqian looked at him with hellish eyes, then pinched his fingers and started talking to himself: "The original proposition is true, and the reverse proposition is also true, 'will seek death, not accept' is true, then 'will accept, not seek death' '...It's true too, isn't it?"

What exactly went wrong?

Shen Zhuo laughed lightly.

Yan Shaoqian thought hard for 10 minutes, and suddenly figured out something: "Wait, what kind of causal relationship is this? Are you secretly changing concepts?"

"Huh?" Shen Zhuo looked innocent, "No."

Yan Shaoqian continued to mutter to himself: "I will seek death...the reverse should be...wait."

He instantly became enlightened, and angrily stunned Shen Zhuo: "Fuck you, uncle, what you just said is clearly 'do not seek death, but will accept', whether this is a proposition, not a converse proposition, the original proposition and the negative proposition are not true or false at all. There is no necessary connection!"

Shen Jue: "Haha...!"

Yan Shaoqian glared at him, "You're still laughing!"

"Not bad, brother Yan's logical level has improved, I'm very pleased." Shen Jue's eyes were full of smiles, "However, I still don't want you to become smarter."

"why?"

"That way it won't be easy to lie to bed."

"..."

Yan Shaoqian had goosebumps all over his body—how did the man surnamed Shen manage to say such scalp-numbing words with that calm face?

After the car passed the last intersection, Shen Jue asked again: "Then, you who are no longer looking for death, can you consider accepting me gradually?"

Yan Shaoqian said firmly: "No."

Shen Jue was puzzled: "Why?"

Yan Shaoqian folded his arms and leaned on the seat: "If Shen Jue deceives you, don't be sad, don't be impatient, because he will continue to deceive you tomorrow——when you stop lying to me, I will consider talking to you again." Treat each other with sincerity."

Shen Zhuo quickly defended: "I'm not, I don't!"

Say little money and remain unmoved.

Shen Jue sighed softly: "It seems that I am not good enough, wait until I become better, and then I will confess my love to Brother Yan."

Yan Shaoqian: "..."

Brother, you really don’t need to be better. If you are better, I am afraid that you will be the first person to leave footprints on the sun.

How on earth should he explain to Shen Jue that... "wearing on his own reincarnation"?

Just as he was thinking of this, Shen Zhuo stopped the car: "I'm home."

Yan Shaoqian opened the door and got out of the car, and heard him say, "Oh, by the way, although I can promise not to tell Mom what happened today, but the wound on your face...do you want to make a confession?"

Yan Shaoqian subconsciously raised his hand to touch his cheek, the wound had scabbed over, and there was a thin bulge, about the length of a knuckle.

Although not serious, the injury was still quite obvious on the face.

He looked up at Shen Zhuo, and waved to him: "Come here."

Raise a bully for a thousand days, use a bully for a while.

Shen Zhuo walked up to him suspiciously: "Why?"

Yan Shaoqian pointed to his own face: "Come take a sip."

Shen Zhuo was stunned: "... 嘬?"

"Cover the knife marks with hickey marks, hurry up."

"..."

Mr. Shen's eyelids twitched after hearing this: "When I want to kiss you, I won't let it go, and if I don't want to kiss you, I start rubbing fire again. Do you think I'm the kind of person who loves sex? I refuse."

Yan Shaoqian: "?"

Yo heh.

For the first time, he knew that Boss Shen is not a person who is interested in sex.

The memory of the original owner is clear and clear. The stinky boy surnamed Shen has been coveting his beauty since he was 14 years old. He is three years younger than him. Even if he skips a grade, he has to be in the same class as him and sit at the same table with him.

Yes, that's right, other people are still in college at the age of 19, this guy has already graduated from college.

Mr. Shen is such a genius, but now he is obsessed with "how to trick brother Zhuma into bed" and cannot extricate himself.

Thinking about Yan Shaoqian feels like a waste of money.

He looked at Shen Zhuo and sighed, and walked out of the underground garage with his hands in his pockets.

It's been ten years.

In this era, Shen Zhuo has been chasing him for ten full years.

In another era, they only knew each other for a day.

"Don't let me kiss you?" Mr. Shen seemed a little regretful after refusing him, "If you persist, it's not like I can't give in..."

"It's late," Yan Shaoqian glanced at him, "And think about it carefully, I've got scabs all over, and I'm afraid it will hurt if you suck it and it will open again."

Shen Zhuo: "..."

There's nothing wrong with it, otherwise why would you choose sleeping pills? It's faster to jump off a building and lie on a rail.

He quickly followed each other and entered the villa together.

When she was usually at home, Ms. Tao Qin treated Yan Shaoqian in every possible way, and was even closer to her own son. When she saw the wound on his face, she immediately came up nervously to ask questions.

Yan Shaoqian came up with a trick to "lead the trouble to the east", saying that when Shen Jue went to pick him up from get off work, he deliberately scared him, and stretched out his hand from behind to cover his eyes. When he tried to avoid it, he was scratched by a small part of the other's watch.

Contemplating with a blank face: "?"

Is this the revenge of Brother Zhuma?

Sure enough, Ms. Tao believed it was true, and scolded him and kicked him back into the house.

Before Yan Shaoqian entered this body, the original owner's weight dropped to less than 1.8 catties due to severe anorexia, but his height was more than [-] meters. The whole person looked very uncoordinated.

If you are too thin, you will lose your sense of beauty, even if the face itself is very handsome.

He tried his best to eat Hesai for three months, and finally managed to pull his weight back to the passing line, but he still looked thin and collapsed when the wind blows.

Although he claims that his foot is very stable and can withstand a typhoon of level 13.

During this period of time, Ms. Tao has been taking care of him with delicious food and drink. She wished to stuff him with ten catties of meat and eight catties of milk a day, which made him unable to walk after dinner every day.

He deserves it.

My heart said that this is not raising people, it is completely raising pigs.

At this moment, Yan Shaoqian slumped on the sofa to digest his food. He probably felt that the sofa was very similar to the "pseudo grand master's chair" covered with animal skins in his village back then. He missed it very much, so he began to grab the cushion fluff.

Shen Zhuo sat next to him, brought him a plate of sliced ​​oranges, looked down at the small movements of his hands, as if he suddenly understood why the animal skin on the chair under the head of the "Shenying Village" was bald. that's it.

Habits are terrible, and they can't be erased even after reincarnation.

But he clearly remembered that Brother Zhuma corrected his problem many years ago, so why did he do it again today?

Whispering, he didn't care too much, they are "big families", they don't care about a few fluffs on the cushions, just pull out the bald ones and replace them with new ones.

He used a toothpick to pick up a piece of orange and handed it to the other party's mouth: "Eat some fruit."

"Eat again? I just had enough, later." Yan Shaoqian was swiping WeChat with his mobile phone in his hand, and the WeChat group was full of discussions about today's "attempted robbery" case.

Zheng Ning was also talking in the group, and it seemed that the injury was nothing serious, but after what happened last time, the people who cared about her seemed a little perfunctory, and he felt awkward looking at it.

Some people also asked him how he was doing, but he didn't say much, he just replied "It's okay, see you tomorrow", then silently watched the screen, and didn't speak again.

Because he shot in time, the toll booth didn't lose any money.

It's just that some drivers took advantage of the chaos to break the pole-of course, this loss is not worth mentioning in comparison.

Shen Zhuo stared at his mobile phone screen "fairly and aboveboard": "Why, do you still have to go to work tomorrow?"

"Otherwise? Tomorrow is not the time for me to rest from work."

Shen Zhuo was dissatisfied and said: "I was injured today, and I will go to work tomorrow, do you want to be so dedicated?"

"You mean this?" Yan Shaoqian pointed at his face in surprise, "If this is considered an 'injury', then universities, middle schools, primary schools, and major companies should add a reason for asking for leave called 'cutting fingers'."

Shen Zhuo: "..."

why.

He always felt that someone was getting more and more eloquent.

Who did you learn from?

He handed the orange to the other party's mouth again, and forcibly ended the topic: "Eat it quickly, or I will kiss you."

Yan Shaoqian: "?"

kiss what?kiss?

Is it disgusting?

He hurriedly took the plate, just tied up a piece and put it in his mouth, when Shen Zhuo said again: "Then I will send it to you tomorrow morning."

"Boss Shen, I really don't..."

"Protest is ineffective."

"..."

Yan Shaoqian had nothing to say, but just wanted to secretly call Uncle Shen and tell him, "Your son is too busy, please arrange some work for him, he needs experience."

Only managing one branch company is a bit overqualified for the genius Mr. Shen.

Yan Shaoqian was so full that he only ate half of a plate of oranges, and gave the rest to Shen Jue.

He played the original owner's favorite mobile game for a while, and it was just after 10:30, and he was already washing up and getting ready for bed.

Go to bed early and get up early, happy and healthy.

That night Shen Zhuo didn't bother him, but the next morning he showed his true colors and insisted on sending him to work.

Yan Shaoqian couldn't refuse, so he had to let him.

It was the season when the autumn tiger visited. It was very hot at noon, but it was cold in the morning. When he came back last night, he left his coat at work and was only wearing a shirt.

Shen Zhuo thoughtfully put a "boyfriend coat" on him, and even opened the car door for him with his own hands.

Yan Shaoqian is sincere and fearful.

The president of Haichen Group personally sent him to work, this kind of treatment can not be enjoyed by ordinary people.

What she drove wasn't the black broken car that usually picked him up, but Shen Zhuo's favorite limited-edition three-character luxury car.

This is the only one in the entire city of Shagull, and it will become the most beautiful boy on the street as soon as it is driven on the road.

It's a pity that no matter whether it is a car worth tens of thousands or tens of millions, the traffic jam is the same.

While waiting for the traffic lights, Shen Zhuo suddenly asked: "Brother Yan, do you really not consider coming to our company?"

Yan Shaoqian didn't even look up: "Not interested."

"Don't refuse so quickly, think about it carefully," Shen Juoxiaozhi said with emotion, "Don't you just want to collect money, I can arrange a job for you to collect money, you just need to count and record That's it."

"A self-propelled money counter in human form?" Yan Shaoqian raised his eyelids, "Then why bother, wouldn't it be faster to use an automatic one?"

Shen Zhuo said seriously: "No, hurry up."

Yan Shaoqian was silent for a moment: "I suspect you are in ghs."