Hello slag Gong, I'm cheap

Su Mingzhe went to the construction site to move bricks early in the morning. When Qiao Ziyi woke up, Su Mingzhe in an apron was no longer busy in the small rented room. He walked to the bathroom with difficulty, opened the bathroom door After the door, I saw the person in the mirror, with messy hair, sunken eye sockets, pale lips, sallow complexion, and a big ugly bulge at the collarbone.

Qiao Ziyi took a quick look, then lowered his head and turned on the faucet, as if he wanted to prove to himself that the ghostly appearance was only because he didn't wash his face, it wasn't him, and it wouldn't be him, that's all.

But when he took the hand towel beside him to wipe his face, a large bright red blood flower on the towel told him that the person just now was really him, he was sick, and he was about to die.

At this time, the phone rang, and he glanced at it. It was a few group messages.

Don't need strawberry stuffing for glutinous rice balls: [Hi Da Pu Ben!Dong Song, who we just took office, is getting married!It was with Ji Anhe, the daughter of the chairman of MI Entertainment. 】I'll go to heaven: 【Really? ! !I heard that the market value of that company is several billion!Song Dong is really blessed. 】When Song Zhongji's girlfriend said under great pressure: 【Now our company is saved. It was nearly bankrupted by the former boss Qiao Ziyi before. Fortunately, our Song Director is very capable. ] Passers-by put on a vest: [Speaking weakly, why don't I feel that I have all-round skills, but a sense of sight of a little boy? 】I'll go to heaven and say: 【Who is this person sick? Who do you call a fool? 】Qiao Ziyi looked at them one by one. They must not know that the old boss was here quietly watching them tout the new boss.

Scrolling down, they all sent red envelopes to send blessings. After a long time, Song Zijin went online and sent a big red envelope, and then replied, [(smiley face.jpg) Thank you for your blessings! 】Qiao Ziyi quickly grabbed a red envelope, opened it and saw that there were 15 yuan in it, and said to himself, "It's good, I can let Mingzhe rest for a day tomorrow, and there must be a holiday for moving bricks!"

After receiving the red envelope, Qiao Ziyi pursed her lips and said against her will: [Congratulations on the wedding-music link address-5.sing. Ning Caichen. ] But as soon as he put down his phone, before he even had the time to smile at the red envelope and sing about the beautiful socialism, he felt sore and uncomfortable as if his body was being hollowed out.

Nosebleed seems to stop.

Trembling, he dialed a call to Su Mingzhe. As soon as the call was connected, Qiao Ziyi heard Su Mingzhe's tired panting voice.

Su Mingzhe: Hey, is that Ziyi?Have you eaten the porridge I made for you?Did you take your medicine on time?

Qiao Ziyi felt that he was about to die. He gasped and said, "Mingzhe...you haven't answered me...why everyone left me, but you didn't...you still treat me..."

Qiao Ziyi leaned against the cold tiles in pain, and the hand holding the phone was shaking non-stop.

After Su Mingzhe was stunned for a while, he said seriously, "If I have to say the reason, it's probably because I'm stubborn. Things I've decided will never change easily, and for you, I may be even more stubborn than I imagined. "

A smile appeared on the corner of Qiao Ziyi's mouth, and he said softly, "I knew it... I knew it..."

He just leaned against the wall and kept saying that I knew it, and as he talked... there was no more.

******

The sweltering summer in August is the season of unbearable heat. The cicadas are singing loudly, and the sun is pouring down from the polished floor-to-ceiling windows with scorching heat. It all sprinkles on Qiao Ziyi who is lying on the bed. He woke up alive, and after he muttered a curse, he rolled over and let out a painful cry.

There was a sound of ping-pong-pong in the distance, and then a man in a SpongeBob SquarePants apron wiped his wet hands and hurried to his bed, asking with concern, "Qiao Dong, are you okay?" ..."

Qiao Ziyi pointed to herself and asked, "What do you call me?"

The man was startled, and said cautiously, "Joe... Chairman"

Qiao Ziyi frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

After finishing speaking, Qiao Ziyi was about to throw off the quilt and get out of bed, but a sharp pain came from under his leg. He bit his lip and said angrily, "Su Mingzhe, what is wrapped around my leg is so ugly. , quickly take it down for me."

Su Mingzhe was stunned by Qiao Ziyi's question for a long time. The doctor clearly said that he just broke his leg, but he didn't say that he would suffer from memory loss and concussion. He wiped his hands on SpongeBob's face anxiously and replied, "Chairman Qiao, Don’t you remember? Yesterday, there was a power outage in the Xingyun Building, and you were trapped in the elevator by yourself. When they rescued you, you didn’t take that elevator. You had to take the stairs, and then you went up the stairs fell down."

The corners of Qiao Ziyi's mouth twitched, and he was in a daze when he heard it. Since he broke his leg five years ago, he has suffered from stair phobia, and has never climbed stairs again. Wasn't it teasing him to fall on his own Xingyun Building on purpose?

And he remembered that Su Mingzhe was indeed brought home when he fell down the stairs, but he always felt that Su Mingzhe was a scumbag and a mess. After waking up that day, he lost his temper at Su Mingzhe , and threw away the breakfast that Su Mingzhe carefully cooked for him, and finally threatened Su Mingzhe not to approach him in the future, and if he approached him again, he would be blocked.

While thinking, Qiao Ziyi looked at Su Mingzhe's funny attire, then looked around at the clean and clean bedroom, then looked at the set of light gray bear pajamas on himself, and finally returned his gaze to Su Mingzhe .

"This is not my home."

Qiao Ziyi came to such a conclusion.

Su Mingzhe smiled awkwardly, "Chairman Qiao really has good eyesight! This is my home."

Qiao Ziyi stared at him, "This is not your home now."

Su Mingzhe lowered his head, wondering what the boss was up to, and told him intuitively that he might be fired, and then take back the house allocated to him by the company.

He felt that he was like the little eunuch who served Lafayette in ancient times. If he accidentally said something wrong, he would be pulled out and beat him dozens of times, and then threw him to the Meridian Gate to feed the dogs.

"Chairman Qiao, this property is indeed not under my name. It was allocated to me by the company. If...you are not satisfied, it doesn't matter if you take it back. I will find another place to live."

Qiao Ziyi glanced at him, mumbling something and something.

"Give me the phone!" Qiao Ziyi glanced into Su Mingzhe's trouser pocket, where he often likes to keep his phone.

Su Mingzhe quickly handed over the phone, and when Qiao Ziyi saw the small iPhone 4s with a screen less than five inches, the corners of his mouth twitched even more. He opened the lock screen and saw that the date on it was August 2012 NO. 20.

Qiao Ziyi immediately turned cold. He looked at Su Mingzhe with some dissatisfaction, and said in a deep voice, "Su Mingzhe, I know I won't live long after I get that disease, but it's wrong to lie to others. Just accept it when you're good. You're considered a Old actors, don't design those plots, keep it simple, you know?"

Su Mingzhe was terrified. He had long heard that Qiao Ziyi didn't like him, and every time the company had any nominations for awards, Qiao Ziyi would naturally skip him to others. At first, he thought it was because he jumped from Hongtu Yes, that's why Qiao Ziyi doesn't trust him. He also paid someone to secretly inquire about his reputation in Xingyun Entertainment and why Qiao Ziyi didn't like him so much. The person only replied one word, scum, he was I was choked there...

Dare to love Qiao Ziyi because he thinks there is something wrong with his life style.

"Chairman Qiao... What's wrong with you? Do you want me to take you to the hospital for a color Doppler ultrasound and blood test..." To be honest, Su Mingzhe was a little afraid of Qiao Ziyi's moodiness.

Qiao Ziyi snorted coldly, and said, "Don't always call me Chairman Qiao, I'm no longer, and you should return this house to others! We haven't got the money for dinner tonight!"

Su Mingzhe couldn't help but look at the three dishes and one soup that he made in the kitchen, and said very puzzled, "Qiao Dong, you really know how to joke, I don't need money for you to eat here."

At this time, Su Mingzhe's cell phone rang, and it was his manager Sun Jide. After Qiao Ziyi pressed the answer button, Sun Jide's male duck voice came out of the receiver.

"Hey, my little ancestor! Where are you? Didn't you read the announcement I sent you yesterday? We are all waiting for you! After a while, the sponsor will leave and the endorsement will belong to someone else!"

Qiao Ziyi glanced at Su Mingzhe suspiciously, advertising endorsement?Hadn't he been hidden by the company long ago?Besides, ever since Song Zijin slapped him so badly that he lost his shares in the company and contracted that disease, Su Mingzhe didn't get any better and was directly kicked out of the entertainment industry.

People who are courteous on weekdays regard him as a plague virus, lest they will be infected with sudden death if they get close. Only Su Mingzhe, when he has nothing, still takes good care of himself by his side. The two of them rented a tens of square meters like a couple in need. He lived in a small house in a small house, and he was living in poverty every day, and he was living on a tight budget because of his expensive medical expenses, so how could he still receive notices?What's even more strange is, shouldn't he go to the construction site to move bricks at this time?

Qiao Ziyi coughed lightly, and said to Sun Jide who was blowing his hair over the microphone, "Sun Jide?"

Sun Jide heard that it was not Su Mingzhe's voice, and said unkindly, "Where is Su Zuzong? Which onion are you? Let him answer the phone quickly. I have something urgent here, so hurry up!"

Su Mingzhe's face turned pale.

Qiao Ziyi was not annoyed, he actually laughed out loud, "I'm really not a green onion now, and your chairman is not me anymore..."

Sun Jide was stunned.

Su Mingzhe grabbed the phone and whispered, "You are crazy, you can't even hear Qiao Dong's voice! That's Qiao Dong!"

Sun Jide didn't dare to recall what he said, "Is it true?"

Su Mingzhe sighed, "If I lie to you, then God will punish me for not being able to eat ice cream for the rest of my life."

Sun Jide: How dare you swear such a poisonous oath!It's all your fault, kid!Maybe I didn't read the almanac when I went out today, so give Qiao Dong a call, and I will personally apologize to him!Also, don't think that you can stop doing things and work if you are by Qiao Dong's side, you just die right away!

Su Mingzhe handed the phone to Qiao Ziyi, "Chairman Qiao, Sun Ji wants to talk to you."

Qiao Ziyi already felt that something was wrong after listening to the conversation between the two of them just now. If what Su Mingzhe did just now can be imagined as acting, then adding Sun Jide would make it more real, because he knows the virtue of that person Sun Jide , a complete villain who pushes the high and tramples the low to follow the trend.

After Qiao Ziyi answered the phone, he heard Sun Jide's non-stop apology over there, Mr. Qiao, you have a lot of people. I just didn't mean to offend you. Don't take it seriously. I'm not an onion, and I don't deserve to wait... Listen, Qiao Ziyi A little annoyed, he interrupted Sun Jide and asked, "What's the date today?"

Sun Jide was stunned, "Today is August NO.20."

"Year 2012?"

Sun Jide nodded like a dog, "Yes! In 2012, does Qiao Dong have any plans?"

Pat-----The phone in Qiao Ziyi's hand slipped onto the bed, while Sun Jide was still chattering non-stop...

Qiao Ziyi looked at his hands, indeed, there were no scars on them, they were clean and smooth as before, and then he leaned over to look at the prism hanging on the bedside table, he looked sleepy and unable to cheer himself up inside. , his complexion was surprisingly rosy and shiny, and looking at Su Mingzhe again, he seemed to be a little fatter than he was in the impression, and he no longer looked sallow, emaciated and malnourished.

Could it be that he was reborn?Could it be that God can't understand him who insisted on taking the socialist road like this, and died so unclearly?

Qiao Ziyi frowned. As the chairman of the entertainment company, he had taken over many such scripts and read them in his spare time. But later, the radio and television company refused to let him film this drama, so he forgot about it.

He actually didn't believe it, but now that the situation was in front of him, he couldn't help but not believe it. He was reborn, and he was reborn at the moment when he first met Su Mingzhe. According to the order of the timeline, this time is exactly his birthday When the company was developing smoothly, the most important thing was that he had just met Song Zijin, that real scumbag.

Su Mingzhe looked at Qiao Ziyi's unpredictable expression, as if he had smashed a dye vat, and his hands were covered with cold sweat. He took two steps back and said in a trembling voice, "That...Chairman Qiao, you are here first. I'm resting here, I... have to answer the announcement."

Su Mingzhe originally thought that Qiao Ziyi would grab him and whip him again, but Qiao Ziyi, who was crooked in a mermaid posture on the bed, suddenly smiled at him as warmly as the sunlight outside the French window, and even winked at him, hooking his eyes. He hooked his finger.

Su Mingzhe stepped forward, Qiao Ziyi pulled his SpongeBob SquarePants apron, and whispered in his ear, then you go, come back early at night, I'll wait for you ~ Su Mingzhe: ...

He really wanted to say, Boss, don't wait for me when you have so many things to do, go back to your big villa to recuperate, and don't come out to harm me in a short time, I'm just a glass-hearted little scumbag.