Heroic Death System

"Mr. Wen, the former employees of Tyson Decoration Materials are making trouble on the construction site. Do we need to ask the relevant departments to intervene?" the secretary asked.

"Tyson Decoration Materials?" Wen Jingrong said without raising his head, "The factory just acquired last month? Didn't they already pay those employees a lot of severance pay?"

"Most of the employees of Tyson Decorative Materials are veterans of more than seven or eight years. If they lose this job, they are afraid..."

"Wen Shang Group is not a shelter, and has no obligation to help them arrange their way out." Wen Jingrong interrupted indifferently, "All old factories will be reorganized, and intelligentization will be realized step by step. It is an inevitable trend to reduce redundant labor. What do you give Fang Bureau called and asked him to help with it."

Wen Jingrong has always made drastic reforms to backward technical projects.As long as a decision is made, there will be no hesitation.

"Okay, this subordinate will make arrangements now." The secretary exited the office.

Shang Ke turned into a phantom, left the pen body, and floated out with the secretary.

He has seen Tyson's rectification plan before. Wen Jingrong bought Tyson Decoration Materials and directly laid off more than 200 employees. Although they paid a year's salary, those employees did not have professional skills and were too old. In this era, it is very difficult for manual laborers to find jobs.

Shang Ke wants to find out the bottom line in order to formulate a solution.Although he still doesn't know how to die bravely for other people's employment problems, at least he has to complete the mission objectives first.

Tyson's factory is about ten kilometers away from the urban area. In order to investigate the situation, Shang Ke quietly brought his "body" with him.If the pen body is in the hands of the contractor, he can only move within a range of 3000 meters.Without the contractor, there is no restriction.But he can only absorb the evil spirits when he is around the contractor, and the evil spirits of other people are all shielded outside the boundaries of the contract and cannot be touched at all.

When Shang Ke came to Tyson's factory, he saw hundreds of people blocking the door, preventing Wen Shang's technicians from entering.The two sides were noisy and the scene was chaotic.Not long after, a car stopped at the door, and then a middle-aged man with a big belly stepped out, leading several uniformed men into the crowd swaggeringly.

Shang Ke guessed that this person should be the Fang Jue that Wen Jingrong was talking about.It was fine if he didn't come, but the moment he came, the employees who were originally furious were even more furious. In just a moment, it turned from a literary fight to a violent one.

Shang Ke swears that their fight is definitely not because of the appearance of his evil pen, at least he thinks so.Shang Ke stood in the corner, quietly waving the evil spirit that rolled over his body...

"Mr. Wen, something happened to Tyson." The secretary hurried into the office and reported, "I just received the news that Fang Ju was injured."

Wen Jingrong frowned, and ordered with a gloomy face: "Turn on the surveillance, I need to know the specific situation."

The secretary quickly called out the video images of the factory.

Wen Jingrong watched with a blank face. When the video was halfway through, he suddenly pressed the pause button, and his eyes were fixed on the figure in the corner.

Immediately, he stood up abruptly: "Let's go and have a look at the scene."

A trace of surprise flashed in the secretary's eyes, but he still responded quickly and notified the driver and bodyguard.

Wen Jingrong was sitting in the car, staring intently at the video screen, to be precise, at the young man who was watching on the screen.

Ever since he met him near the entertainment club that day, Wen Jingrong sent a large number of people to investigate his identity.However, several days passed, but there was still no result. The other party seemed to disappear out of thin air, without a trace.

Just when he was about to lose his patience, he saw him in this surveillance.What does he have to do with Tyson?Is it the original employee or the employee's family?

Wen Jingrong called up all Tyson's layoff lists, but did not find any information about him.From this point of view, he may be a family member of a certain employee?

"Who is in charge of Tyson now?" Wen Jingrong asked suddenly.

The secretary replied: "It's Manager Gao Honggao."

"Call him and ask him to secretly send someone to keep an eye on this young man and protect his safety." Wen Jingrong was referring to naturally Shang Ke.

"Okay." The secretary looked curiously at Shang Ke on the screen, and then called Manager Gao as instructed.

Shang Ke didn't know that he had been discovered by someone, and he was still watching the situation on the spot.

At this moment, there was a sudden exclamation from the crowd fighting in the scuffle, and then they gradually stopped fighting, their eyes all focused in a certain direction.

Shang Ke felt a familiar aura approaching him, turned his head to look, and suddenly saw the imposing Wen Jingrong walking straight towards him.

Huh?Why is he here?

Wen Jingrong ignored everyone's awed and astonished gazes, stopped at a position within arm's length of Shangke, then raised his head and said to everyone: "I am Wen Jingrong, the president of Wenshang Group. I have already dealt with your situation. I understand. It is imperative to make the factory intelligent, and the layoffs are also following the trend. As for you, I have other arrangements. Don't be impatient, everyone, go back and wait for the news. Those who are injured will report to the senior manager later, yours We are solely responsible for the medical expenses.”

When everyone heard this, surprise flashed across their faces, and they asked Wen Jingrong how he planned to arrange it.

"The specific arrangement, we will inform you after we discuss it." Wen Jingrong's eyes were sharp, and his tone was unquestionable.

Under his gaze, everyone underestimated their recognition too much and did not dare to continue pestering.After all, Wen Jingrong's identity is there, so he will never go back on his word in front of so many people.

Shang Ke couldn't believe it. Before he even started to take action, he almost solved [-] employment quotas?Although the person who actually did it was Wen Jingrong.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Wen Jingrong took Shang Ke's hand, said "follow me", and pulled him into his car without any refusal.As for the secretary, he sent him to the bodyguard's car.

After instructing the driver to drive, Wen Jingrong tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, and asked, "Your name."

He had never been able to ask his name, although they had done so many times in the dream.

"Shang Ke." Shang Ke frowned slightly, not sure if it was because of the close distance, but the blessed light on Wen Jingrong made him feel very uncomfortable.His condensed body, enveloped by Wen Jingrong's aura, seemed to be pricked by a needle.

Strangely, when it was usually hung on Wen Jingrong's body in the form of cufflinks, he never felt such a sharp tingling sensation.

Shang Ke subconsciously opened the distance between the two of them, and after avoiding physical contact, the pain really eased a lot.

Wen Jingrong's eyes darkened, feeling extremely unhappy at his alienation.They were so close in the dream, he even remembered every part of his body, but in reality, he didn't know himself at all, and even had some conflicts.

Wen Jingrong pursed his lips, and asked again: "Among those employees just now, are there any relatives of yours?"

"No, it's just that there are a few elders who are acquainted with each other." Shang Ke is currently a black household, so naturally he can't say anything.

"I will arrange jobs for those people, as long as you come with me." Wen Jingrong could see that Shang Ke paid a lot of attention to those people, so he directly threw out this condition.

Shang Ke glanced at him, and set him up for the first official meeting?Someone is really getting more and more efficient at doing things.

"Walking with you? Where are you going?" Shang Ke asked calmly.

"Live with me." Wen Jingrong answered simply and clearly.

"...We didn't seem to know each other before?" Shang Ke really didn't expect him to be so direct.Is it really okay to casually propose a cohabitation invitation to a "stranger"?

"Now we know each other." Wen Jingrong didn't hide the intention in his eyes, his scorching gaze passed over his brows and eyes, and landed on his plump and moist red lips, remembering how deeply he tasted its taste, how he let It became even more gorgeous... A ball of flames quickly sprang up in the body, and the blood in the whole body boiled.

The man in his dream that he had been looking for for a long time had really appeared in front of him now, and he couldn't control his desire to possess him at all.

Under the man's more and more explicit gaze, Shang Ke could only feel an electric current hit his whole body. Su made his whole body go limp, and finally managed to resist the attack. He solemnly expressed his determination to be mighty and unyielding, seductive and unprostitutional: " Sorry, I'm afraid..."

Before he could finish his refusal, Wen Jingrong interrupted: "Let me just say it, I fell in love with you at first sight, and I hope to develop further with you. Living together is the first step in cultivating a relationship. Whether you want it or not, we will will draw you into my life."

This is definitely the most embarrassing confession Shang Ke has ever heard... If he didn't know his attachment to himself, the above sentence alone would be enough for him to put him in the cold.

Not to mention that he is now a shady pen demon, even if he is really human, it is impossible for him to agree to this request when he just met him for less than 5 minutes.Has this guy's EQ been eaten by a dog?Dare to take a subtle and graceful route?

"Mr. Wen, your pace is a bit fast, and I can't keep up with it." Shang Ke is not in a hurry, anyway, as long as he taps biu, he will become a low-key and elegant evil pen again.

"It's okay, I'll take you with me." Wen Jingrong put an arm across his lower back, as if he had practiced many times, he naturally took him into his arms.

As soon as his arm touched Shang Ke's body, the tingling sensation reappeared again.Shocked, Shang Ke suddenly stepped back and broke free from his embrace.

Wen Jingrong's eyes were dark, seeing him resisting him so much, an uncontrollable anger hit his heart.He doesn't care about anyone's rejection, but this person in front of him can't!

His breath, his sense of touch, and his taste have been integrated into his soul and become a drug addiction that he can't quit.

Wen Jingrong pressed him against the car door, leaned over and kissed him, almost greedily biting his lips.

Shang Ke was squeezed into a narrow space, his bent legs were forcibly stretched by a fiery body.

Wen Jingrong stared straight into his eyes like a beast, and his lower body was close to him, and he could clearly feel the shape of desire, and the fiery temperature, through the fabric, burned Shang Ke's inner skin.

Shang Ke is not in the mood to burn firewood at this time, the blessing on Wen Jingrong's body is like a sharp knife, cutting his body with a knife.

Shang Ke's face showed pain, and he swung his arms to fend off the man on him, and at the same time raised his legs and kicked him in the stomach.

Wen Jingrong grabbed his ankle and pulled it back.Shang Ke's body slid down suddenly, lying on the seat, his legs were spread across Wen Jingrong's waist.

Wen Jingrong saw the disheveled appearance of the young man below him, and the image of them making love in the car appeared in his mind.The scene in the dream coincided with everything in front of him, the difference was that in the dream he was extremely lingering with him, but in real he resisted his closeness so much.The frightened expression on the young man's face made him feel his heart twitching, as if the baby he cared for was regarded as an enemy.

Wen Jingrong tried his best to suppress the mania that kept emerging in his heart, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes regained their previous deepness.

He picked Shang Ke up, stretched out his hand to help him tidy up his scattered clothes, and said in a low voice, "Come home with me."

Although the tone was gentle, it carried an undeniable strength.

Looking at the man in front of him, Shang Ke vaguely understood that the difficulty of this world lies not in the tasks, but in Wen Jingrong.In the past, he could use his tolerance, love and hot body to soothe his latent tyranny, but now he can only shut him out.

The blessed light on Wen Jingrong's body not only caused him pain, but also burned his life.The closer Wen Jingrong got, the faster his vitality was consumed.

He could die on any occasion, in any form, in any accident, but he could not die at the hands of this man, making him bear the guilt of killing him.