For the favor of Mr. Nie

"I haven't seen you." Many years later, Nie Zheng also admitted that this sentence was very poor.But this night, he really didn't care about the person who returned the wallet, and was anxious to go home and rest.

As the car drove out of the hospital, the female secretary asked worriedly, "How are you feeling?"

Everyone knows Nie Zheng's dignified demeanor.to what extent?Before returning to China, his uncle held a birthday reception in Mr. Zhao’s private garden. The program went on until late at night, and men and women inevitably got carried away. The child of the family friend felt ashamed and didn't want to lose his shape in front of him.

But at this time, Mr. Nie, who had become a habit, leaned against the back of the chair tiredly and closed his eyes, "It's okay."

It's no wonder that it's okay, Nie Zheng and others, if it wasn't so uncomfortable that they were so dizzy, why didn't they notice that their wallet was knocked on the ground.

The female secretary glanced at the watch, the hour hand was approaching the Roman numeral nine, and Nie Zheng didn't even have dinner, so she asked carefully: "What do you want to eat?"

Nie Zheng's answer did not surprise her at all, "Follow the doctor's advice."

Only make the most appropriate choice, without any willfulness.

The female secretary said hello, her eyes stayed on Nie Zheng's profound and resolute side face for a few seconds, and she sighed inwardly—this incident today was hardly an accident, why Nie Zheng went to the hospital can be explained in one word.But its ins and outs and essence are really hard to describe.

Nie Zheng went to C City in the middle of the country to attend a meeting, and the return flight was originally scheduled for [-] pm.But in the afternoon when she was still in the hotel, she suddenly received a call from Nie Zheng's family: Nie Zheng's mother had been stimulated at an afternoon tea party in the old Nie circle, and she had a angina attack and passed out.

They bought the fastest ticket and rushed back anxiously.

Nie's mother, who was rumored to be so sick that she couldn't get out of bed, was kneeling upright in front of the Bodhisattva in the small Buddhist hall next to the living room of the villa.Apparently he was having trouble with himself, and it was because of things outside of Lao Nie.

The windows were closed tightly, and the dark small Buddhist hall was filled with a gloomy cool air amidst the curl of cigarette smoke. Mother Nie didn't even lift her eyelids.

The old woman who stood beside her complained to Nie Zheng on her behalf: the man outside of old Nie also went to the afternoon tea party, and when he left the venue, he even haunted old Nie, completely ignoring the real Mrs. Nie.

Lao Nie has been unruly since he was young, and the flowers and plants around him come and go and there is never a shortage.

Nie Zheng's mother is pitiful, a young lady from a family, and the apple of the eye of Mr. Zhao. After marrying old Nie, she tirelessly fights against the mistress, and at the same time tolerates the scumbag with the warmth of spring. For 20 years, it's not true love. People believe.

And Nie Zheng, who grew up beside his grandfather, is not like the two sons at all—he is neither a lover nor a romantic, and he does not care about his children's affair at all.So expecting him to understand the twists and turns between husband and wife is like a joke that stretches the imagination.

Sure enough, Nie Zheng listened to everything, stood quietly behind his mother for a moment, and gave a one-size-fits-all suggestion, "I'll ask again, are you sure you don't want to divorce him?"

Mother Nie: "Get out!"

The mother and son stood one behind the other, one kneeling straight, the other standing still, the kneeling one was indescribably stubborn, and the awe-inspiring majesty of the standing one was revealed, and the silence was terrifying for a while.

The old woman took a step forward to smooth things over: "Madam and sir are young couples who come together for a long time, how can they blush for these nonsensical things, it's only because the one surnamed Ming wraps the husband up too tightly and only cares about his scenes What's the use, if you can't see it, the wife won't be bothered. Oh, and there is Zheng..."

Nie Zheng has always been a model among his peers for his integrity, and his opponents have always been predators from all walks of life.It's a bit ridiculous to let such a veteran cadre with such a big pattern tear up the little three feet and step on the illegitimate child.

At this moment, a "meow -" came out from nowhere.

The female secretary almost reflexively followed the sound, and then she saw a Birman cat with snow-white and fluffy fur slowly swaying out from behind the corner of the altar cabinet.

She was about to step forward when Nie Zheng stopped her with a look.

Nie Zheng's tall back is still standing in place, his shoulders are broad and his back is straight, he is proud and powerful in the world.

After a while, he said, "In one year, I will give you a complete solution."

When going out, the female secretary saw that Nie Zheng had a rash on the back of his neck and around his eyes. When he got in the car, Nie Zheng used sunglasses to hide his embarrassment, and gave the driver only one instruction: find a hospital nearby.

That's why they appeared in this second-class hospital. Nie Zheng was allergic to cats since he was a child. The first attack was when he was two years old, and he almost couldn't be saved.

It seems that Mother Nie really doesn't remember at all, or she doesn't have the heart to pay attention to everything that has nothing to do with Lao Nie.

But Nie Zheng didn't need anyone to complain about him.

After returning to his residence, he strode into the house, "What time will you make an appointment with Mr. Xu tomorrow?"

This old Xu is also the director of Yunxing, and the female secretary is used to the BOSS's temperament of worrying about business all the time, "Ten o'clock in the morning."

"Well," Nie Zheng said, "call the chairman now and tell him that I ask him to be there."

The female secretary was stunned. The chairman of the board was naturally Lao Nie, who had been scheduled for a long time, and suddenly added such a person. It seemed that Nie Zheng was going to make a move after being urged by Nie's mother today.

She took something out of her pocket, "It's better to believe it than to have it, don't you really want to wear this?"

Thinking of the two that Nie's mother wanted to get rid of with Nie Zheng's hand, she said, "I heard that it can also guard against villains."

The palm is an amulet that the old man asked the master to ask for Nie Zheng. Most Chinese businessmen in Southeast Asia believe in metaphysics. Nie Zheng's zodiac sign is too old this year.The female secretary didn't believe it at first, but at the beginning of the year, Nie Zheng, who was always in good health, suddenly fell ill, and today he was brought down by an inconspicuous little thing. Metaphysics seems to be not unreasonable.

Nie Zheng didn't stop, but turned to glance at her.This glance is like a serious question: How can you be worthy of your education?

It was so embarrassing, the female secretary hurriedly put the amulet back into her pocket.

At this moment, how could she have imagined that Mr. Nie, who was overwhelmed by Mount Tai and never changed his face, would have to fall on this inconspicuous little thing for the rest of his life.

In a blink of an eye, the weekend passed, and Tong Yan also took the patient home with his mother.Early on Tuesday morning, another call from the surname Huang came, and it was natural for him to accept the crime obediently.

Tong Yan could only say dryly, "I didn't row your car." Don't tell him about witnesses, Xiao Baihua hasn't shown up since last weekend, and the phone is still turned off, so it's really unreliable.

The surnamed Huang said: "If you come here honestly and pay for the punishment, you will suffer a little bit of flesh and blood. If you talk too much, I will call the police and go to your house to find you."

Tong Yan hung up the phone directly.

Squatting in the yard rubbing clothes in the morning, his mother Tong Yanyan came out with a face covered in heavy makeup, "This clothes have been washed three times, and they are still not clean?"

When this matter was mentioned, Tong Yan was in a bad mood. The night before yesterday, he chased Nie Zheng, and he couldn't steal a piece of rice without hugging his thighs. He didn't know what was mixed in the muddy water that was splashed on his upper body halfway. No matter how you wash it, there will be marks, and a good outfit will be ruined like this.

"Aren't you going out today?" Tong Yanyan asked.

"I don't want to do acting anymore."

Tong Yanyan didn't care at all, "If you don't do it, then don't do it, what is not work?"

Regardless of whether he is still in this business or not, money is always to be earned. Being poor is a disease at best, and being poor at home is a terminal disease. After packing up, Tong Yan rode out to look for his food.

As soon as he got out of the yard, he elicited a strange sentence, "Oh, the big star is going out?"

Tong Yan didn't blush at all, "Thank you for your concern."

"When will you get rich? Lao Zhang's little fortune will be paid to your mother."

Tong Yan snorted, the car slid forward, and turned his head to look at the person who spoke just now, "Don't worry, you've been bored with 'starting a business' for ten years, haven't you lost all the pension money of the elders?"

The person who was poked by him blushed and jumped angrily.

Should!Let you fucking hurt my mother face to face.

It was only when he was on the main road that he realized that he hadn't brought the key with him. Tong Yan swayed back and forth, and happened to see his mother lock the door and go out.Tong Yanyan also changed her clothes, the season's knit one-piece skirt wrapping her hips wrapped her up like a gaudy meat dumpling, twisting her waist and swinging her hips like this, she flirtatiously went deep into the alley.

Tong Yan's heart sank, and he followed quietly.

Sure enough, his mother was going to Lao Zhang's house.

He pedaled vigorously, and after a sway, he stood firmly in front of Tong Yanyan with one foot, showing a ruffian-like smile.

Tong Yanyan slapped it over with a palm: "Die you!"

After the mother and son went home to pick up their things, Tong Yan took out his wallet and stuffed a few unheated red tickets into his mother's hand at once, "Hold it, and ask me if you don't have any."

"I have it." Tong Yanyan didn't push him, and looked at his hand, "How much is this? How much did you keep?"

"Not needed." Tong Yan put away his wallet and rushed out the door.

"Little bastard, you are a big man when you go to work, you take 20 yuan out?"

Tong Yanzao rushed to the gate of the courtyard on his bicycle, and when he was leaving the courtyard, he suddenly stopped and turned around and said, "Don't go to Lao Zhang's house, that filth is not good enough for you."

He can only say so much if he put the words on his mouth, and if he goes deeper, he will poke at his mother's heart. He can't understand what Tong Yanyan does for a living to pull him up.

So Tong Yan still stepped on the car and ran on the way to the company. Even if there was a sea of ​​swords and fire ahead, he had to bear it. If he wanted to stand out, he had to fight for Tong Yanyan and himself.The more they looked like mud in the eyes of others, the more he wanted to look like a human being and poke their eyes.

On the side of the road, there was a young couple walking hand in hand and holding an umbrella. They were wearing school uniforms. They should have skipped classes from a nearby high school. They were about the same age as Tong Yan.

On the road, the slanting wind and drizzle blew up, and the cold and hot wetness mixed on his face. Tong Yan forced out a smile, "Cut! No future," and wiped it off with his hand.

When he arrived at the company, he was not surprised at all. The person surnamed Huang was waiting for him at the door of the physical training room. It was a good psychological preparation. It was impossible for Tong Yan not to be nervous when he saw the baseball bat in the man's hand.

But he still walked over bravely, and before he could speak, his collar was suddenly pulled up.The one surnamed Huang just dragged him into the room, not caring how many people were in the training room, "I won't accept beating you today, your uncle and I are bastards eating shit."

Tong Yan had no choice but to let the man be domineering. He wanted to say a few good things but couldn't say anything. He might really be here today.

"What is this for?" Someone asked at the door.

Blind?I didn't see someone going to hit someone! ?

But the person surnamed Huang looked towards the door, put his hand down, his face was stern and turned into a flattering smile as if he was flipping through a book, "Tezhu Chen, what brought you here?"

"I'm here to find someone, who is Tong Yan?"

Tong Yanqiang turned his head away, and the man who spoke looked very capable in a straight suit, and he knew that he had come down from upstairs, and his position was not low.

"I am," he said.

The man glanced at Huang, walked up to Tong Yan, and handed him two paper bags in his hand, "Mr. Nie gave it to you."

Huang's complexion changed again, "Which Mr. Nie?"

"Heh, who am I working for? Of course it's Mr. Nie Zheng."

Tong Yan seemed to hear a "thump", the lamp above his head was finally lit, and the light fell from the sky in an instant.

Inside the bag was a brand new set of underwear.After all, Nie Zheng really paid attention that day!He didn't even ignore the mud splashed on his upper body!Also found his name!Fuck, he is worthy of being a big shot, and he is as careful as a hair, not an ordinary person at all.

When Nie Zheng's subordinates came for such a trip, the wind in the training room completely turned around.

Tong Yan pinched the back of the manager's neck and pushed him to the locker room, "Don't go, Uncle Huang, I've been dreaming about you for the past two days."

The manager was pushed into the room by him, and said in a low voice, "Boy, stay on the line in everything."

shit!Who left that line for him?Tong Yan patted the manager's face, "Where's my money?"

Seeing that the surnamed Huang took out his wallet with a livid face, Tong Yanyan snatched it all over, looked at the new clean ones and picked out six large ones, and there were still a few dirty and wilted bills left in the wallet.

The one surnamed Huang said just now that he couldn't deal with it, so why did he go there?right!Haha, fun, eat shit.

"The shit is so disgusting, how can it really let you eat it?"

Tong Yan took out the remaining few bills and quickly stuffed them into the man's mouth before he could close them in time, his eyes curled into two with a smile, "Money is a good thing, eat it...chew it!"