The national teacher dressed as a rich and noble son

Shen Chen, Mr. Shang's personal psychiatrist, sat across from him and made tea slowly.

Ever since Lin Bei called him a few days ago and urgently called him back from abroad to see Mr. Shang, Shen Chen had a premonition that his work would be very busy in the future.

It was the anniversary that day, and Mr. Shang suddenly left the meeting early. When Shen Chen landed at the airport, Shang Yange almost tore the office.

From the mouth of assistant Lin Bei, Shen Chen realized that this was the worst temper of Mr. Shang in the past [-] years. He was so irritable that he couldn't control himself well in front of others and had to disrupt his schedule.

Shen Chen is the person who knows Shang Yange best. In his heart, Mr. Shang is extremely intelligent and decisive in his actions.Mr. Shang is very abnormal, irritable for no reason, unpredictable, Shen Chen and Lin Bei want to call him a tyrant in private.

Fortunately, at the time of the onset of the disease, Shang Yange had already had the stability and indifference of an adult with enough self-control. Even if his heart was suppressed, the meeting was held, the business was discussed, and his attitude towards the assistant was normal.

It's a non-pathological rage that leaves the bigwigs of modern medicine scratching their heads.

After Shen Chen got off the private jet, Shi Shiran went to the hospital to get a sedative, and then handed it to Shang Yange.

"If you want to smash the computer, give yourself a shot."

Shang Yange looked over as if he had just killed someone, the medicine was smashed on the ground, and the soles of his shoes were crushed hard, after a while, he slowly regained his composure.

Shen Chen thought, Boss Shang is really not a boss who is willing to succumb to drugs, he doesn't know what to stimulate him next time he gets sick, so that he can arouse his strong need for self-control from the bottom of his heart.

After learning about Shang Yange's sexually transformed behavior in the past few days, Shen Chen vaguely felt that someone who could appease Mr. Shang came.

"So, you want to give Xie Yubo a bodyguard?"

When Shen Chen mentioned "Xie Yubo", Mr. Shang glanced at him. With years of experience in making friends, he felt for a moment that Mr. Shang's eyes meant "you actually called Xie Yubo by his name".

"No?" Shang Yan Ge cherishes words like gold.

"Of course, don't do it because of the smallness of the good." Shen Chen smiled, but your behavior is very inconsistent with the scheming personality.

When sending bodyguards to Xie Yubo, they ignored the possibility of the Xie family's own security arrangements, and ordered people to protect Xie Yubo "regardless of the cost".

This kind of negligence happened to Mr. Shang, which is both funny and worth thinking about.

Since the other party was still a high school student, Shen Chen didn't want to analyze the reasons in depth, and it seemed that Mr. Shang would not let him do the analysis. He directly said the result: "Do you still want to see Mr. Xie in the future?"

"What do you say?"

"Then it cannot be admitted."

Dr. Shen has a lot of research on "brother control behavior", he knocked on the table, "I remember you have a brother, right?"

"What's none of his business?" Shang Yange doesn't have a brother, but he has a cousin named Shang Yanyu. Their fathers are brothers and they have a good relationship. They barely grew up together.

"When Shang Yanyu was four years old, you went to school with him in the same car. On the way, he was kidnapped by gangsters and sent you back to ask for a ransom. Your brother was almost torn apart. You have left a shadow in your heart. You are still receiving a psychiatrist—that is, I——'s treatment. This matter is a secret of the merchant."

I have to say that the story the psychiatrist made up is very moving.

——When Xie Chenbo's younger brother was in danger, Shang Yange uncontrollably went to protect him, as if to make up for the regret that Shang Yanyu was taken away.

Comparing your heart with your heart, Brother Xie must be able to understand Brother Shang's behavior very well.

Shang Yange felt that the logic of the story was poor but he could barely handle it, "Leave this to you."

"Put it on me." Shen Chen thought for a while, and then reminded Shang Yange, "Young Master Xie, he is not alone, there are many people who want to protect him."

You are not his own brother, you are easily beaten with a stick if you stretch your hands too far.

It took a long time for Shen Chen to hear Mr. Shang's "hmm", which seemed a little confused and reluctant.

With a high salary, Shen Chen dutifully called the merchant's younger brother and told him that "you have a new experience in your previous life".

Shang Yanyu's tone was very excited: "It's actually true!"

Shen Chen: "No, it's fake."

Shang Yanyu: "You said I was kidnapped when I was four years old. I don't even remember what happened when I was four years old. What evidence is there to say it's false? Otherwise, what is your psychiatrist doing?"

Before Shang Yanyu said "Why don't I go visit my brother", Shen Chen chose to hang up the phone.

Shang Yanyu was talkative and noisy, and every time he came to the company, the CEO's office floor was like a vegetable market, and Shang Yange banned him from entering.

One afternoon, on behalf of Mr. Shang, Shen Chen went to the hospital to visit the injured bodyguard. He met Mr. Xie by chance. After apologizing, he hinted at the reason.

Mr. Xie expressed his understanding. No wonder he and Mr. Shang hit it off. The two companies cooperated smoothly. It turned out that they were like-minded.And generously expressed that when he met Shang Yanyu in the future, he would take care of him more.

Xie Chenbo, who had been struggling a lot, but didn't know where the crux was, finally let out a sigh of relief.

He turned around a corridor, and suddenly saw a familiar figure from behind, just about to say hello, that man accompanied a woman into the obstetrics and gynecology department.

Xie Chenbo thought that he had admitted the wrong person, so he didn't take it to heart.

Saturday.

Xue Jing invited Wang Fuyang to have dinner at home. As Xie Yubo's master, Wang Fuyang received a very high courtesy.

He brought Qian Kaikang to see Xue Jing.

Qian Kaikang listened, asked, and was meticulous, and finally got the same result as Xie Yubo, but he couldn't prescribe a better prescription than Xie Yubo, so he wrote down the prescription Xie Yubo gave verbatim.

Xie Chenbo doesn't trust this old man very much, the medicine is three-point poisonous, if taking it doesn't work, it's better not to take it.

At this time, Xue Jing received a call from her friend Zheng Bing.

"Ah Jing, I met a genius doctor, that is the Yirentang in the east of the city. I originally searched for it, but I didn't expect the old man to be really good. I just took the medicine he gave me for two days. , the pain is gone at night and I can’t sleep anymore. I went to the big hospital for an examination, and the doctor said that it has improved, and if I continue, I don’t need to have surgery.”

Zheng Bing and Xue Jing met each other in the hospital, and the sisterhood deepened with the illness. They have been working together as a medicine jar for so many years, and there is a good doctor. Zheng Bing's experiment is effective, so he wanted to introduce it to Xue Jing immediately.

Xue Jing laughed: "Coincidentally, Xiaobo also introduced this doctor to me."

Zheng Bing is a strong woman who does practical things. In the past few years, she has been in poor health and sought medical treatment every now and then before retiring from the company.Xie Chenbo believed her words.

Qian Kaikang on the side tried his best to control his expression, he heard Zheng Bing's voice, and only then did he know why Xie Yubo suddenly wanted to treat Ms Zheng that day.Take one step, look at three steps, and think ahead.

During the meal, Qian Kaikang and Wang Fuyang were treated as guests of honor, and were thanked by Xie's family in turn. The two looked at the wise and foolish Xie Yubo, who was eating the rice bit by bit, as if he didn't know anything .

Be ashamed of it, be ashamed of it.

Wang Fuyang was very guilty at first, but after he witnessed Qian Kaikang's treatment, he suddenly became confident.

He had a good intuition that this Qian Kaikang was a nurse just like him, a brother in need.

What are you afraid of when someone is with you? The sky is falling and the high school students will bear it.

……

Shang Yange gave up sending bodyguards with great difficulty, leaving only a group of people behind Xie Yubo.

Fortunately, this group of people will only stay outside the gate of the massage parlor and wait.

Xie Yubo finished school at noon, reported to the massage parlor as usual, and then sneaked out through the back door.

Da Guoshi finally came to his beloved Tianqiao and officially opened for business.

He used a whiteboard to write a signboard, with six big characters of "fortune-telling and fortune-telling invitation" written in ink, and the small characters "cash only".

The winter sun was warm, and Xie Yubo, wearing a straw hat and sunglasses, sat lazily on a foldable bench, leaning against the railing and dozing off.

There is no better place to bask in the sun and, no, to tell a fortune than the flyover.

Wang Ping dreamed back to the 80s, set up a stall selling sunglasses next to Xie Yubo, and felt the difficulty of starting his own business.

Not only did Xie Yubo not open, but he also did not sell a pair of sunglasses.

Xie Yubo accidentally fell asleep until she was woken up by Wang Ping to go to class.

He took off his sunglasses, rubbed his eyelids, and said with emotion: "Time flies so fast, there are no guests today, Uncle Wang, what do you think is going on?"

Xie Yubo pointed to the fortune teller on the other side of the overpass. At least there were people there who sat down and consulted palmistry.

Uncle Wang was silent for a while, and changed a billboard for the young master the next day.

He is now certain that the young master has no idea how ugly his handwriting is.

Of course, every time Uncle Wang thought of this, he would feel distressed.

But it's useless for him to be distressed, passers-by can't understand what Xie Yubo wrote.

Xie Yubo was too young to fit in with the group who made a living on the bridge.

The Great Master also discovered this, and he decided to observe for a while and take the initiative to attack.

As soon as he arrived the next day, a primary school student jumped up from the left side of the bridge. When he passed by Xie Yubo, he suddenly staggered and lay down on the ground.

Uncle Wang quickly helped him up, looked at his face, and exclaimed, "Little friend, who beat you?"

The child had a slap on the left cheek, his arms were terribly thin, he was malnourished and abused, his eyes were dark, and it made people feel distressed.

It's noon, and the child didn't eat when he saw it, so he fell down from hunger.

Xie Yubo's gaze rested on him for a while, there was milk in his bag that he didn't drink this morning, and the dessert that Liu Fei gave him, which was said to be made by his mother himself, so he took it out and handed it to the child: "Eat it. "

The child hesitated for a while before whispering, "Thank you brother."

Xie Yubo thought of a little boy who once stayed in the woodshed, and there was a cold look in his eyes: "Where's your father?"

The child flinched when he heard the words, "Dad is at work."

Seeing his reaction, Wang Ping said impulsively, "Did your father beat you?"

The child didn't speak, just gnawed the bread silently, and glanced at his good-looking brother from time to time.

Wang Ping couldn't help looking at Xie Yubo. He didn't know when, when encountering such a thing, he always felt that the young master had a way.

Xie Yubo only patted the top of the child's head, "After eating, go to the classroom for lunch break. You will also have a brother to rescue you."

He said the latter sentence very lightly.

After the child finished eating, he carefully stuffed the bread paper into his pocket, and thanked Xie Yubo again.

When he was about to get off the overpass, a middle-aged man caught up panting, "Kid, wait a minute."

He was wearing worn-out rubber shoes and an old cotton-padded jacket, his face was tanned by the sun, and he was holding a large bag of freshly bought bread in his hand. His eyes were red: "Hey, you can hide these in the classroom and eat them."

Xie Yubo raised his head and saw a piece of cardboard hanging on his chest, with words written under a photo, pasted with transparent glue to make it waterproof.

Looking for a child for five years.

This is a dusty father who came from nowhere, speaking with a strange accent, standing on an overpass in a strange city, begging passers-by to take a look and provide some clues.Looking for relatives made him so cash-strapped that he was reluctant to change his shoes, but he bought food for the children he met by chance.

The child can read and write. He stared at the little boy in the photo for a while, lowered his head with gloomy eyes, and muttered to himself: "If only you were my father."

"What a crime!" Although the child was nothing like the little boy in the photo, the sentimental Uncle Wang couldn't help asking Xie Yubo, "Could these two be father and son...?"

If it was the biological father, he couldn't abuse the child like this, would it be abducted?

With Xie Yubo around, even the down-to-earth Uncle Wang couldn't help but look forward to a miracle on earth.

Xie Yubo shook his head: "No."

Uncle Wang has a sad face. Some fathers love their fathers like a mountain, but they lose news of their beloved sons. Some children are sensible and well-behaved, but they have a scumbag father.

Xie Yubo looked under the overpass, a man in a suit in his thirties was looking at every pupil in school uniform passing by with a hostile expression, as if he was looking for his son.Xie Yubo raised the corners of his lips, "Here comes the scum, and he will regret it soon."