scapegoat

Xiao Yang drank too much, lost his temper in the restaurant, and was very angry at Lang Zhongming's shameless appearance. He became angry and refused to stay any longer, insisting on going home.

Lang Zhongming used the excuse of "going to drive" as a sober drinker. At this time, he carefully put his arms around Xiao Yang's shoulders, let him half lean on his body, and brought him back into the car.

It's a wonderful feeling.

No matter how crazy he was on the bed before, he didn't feel anything, but now just the contact through the clothes makes his heart jump out of joy.

But after all, he didn't dare to do too outrageous moves, because he was afraid that the positive points he had finally accumulated would disappear in smoke.

Ke Chen said that not getting negative points is the most important thing.

After finally arriving home, Lang Zhongming put away his complicated mood, and half dragged Xiao Yang into the house.

It was rare for Lang Zhongjin to come back, but he locked himself in the bedroom and did not go out to meet him.Xiaofeng and Gong Butler were probably resting, and the whole hall was empty and lifeless.

Lang Zhongming was going to take him upstairs to rest.

Xiao Yang was obedient at first, but after taking two steps inside, he suddenly struggled, his eyes were full of horror, and his body tensed up like a frightened cat.

Lang Zhongming took a look——

No wonder Xiao Yang looked like this.I don't know if Lang Zhongjin did it, but he took out his video camera and placed it on the sofa in the living room.

Lang Zhongming turned sideways, trying to block the position of the camera so that he could not see it.

But Xiao Yang was already very nervous at this time, but he was tense and didn't have an attack. It didn't help if he blocked his sight like this.

Lang Zhongming simply led him to the sofa.Since there is no way to suppress his fear, it is better to let him vent it.

No matter how deep the barbs in the flesh are hidden, it will hurt, and only the penis can heal completely.

Lang Zhongming pulled Xiao Yang closer to the coffee table, and then he stretched out his long arms to pick up the video camera on the sofa behind him. Before Xiao Yang was completely sober, he wanted to take this opportunity to cure his panic about the camera.

Xiao Yang was still afraid, Lang Zhongming softened his voice and coaxed: "Don't be afraid, what's so scary about such a machine, you just dropped it if you hated us, didn't you?"

After all, I really threw it forward and threw it back on the sofa.

Lang Zhongming didn't expect that one day he would use the worst method in educating children to "teach bad" Xiao Yang.

"There's really nothing to be afraid of, right? It's a machine, you can toss it as you like, come on, smash it twice."

With that said, Lang Zhongming picked up the camera again and stuffed it into Xiao Yang's hand.

Xiao Yang was suddenly shocked and pushed the camera directly to the ground.

With a sound of "click", Lang Zhongming felt a pain in his heart: yes, this time it really broke.

You still have to comfort people: "Look, it's very simple, don't be afraid of it, just push it away if you don't like it, right?"

Just as Xiao Yang exploded, he found that Lang Zhongming was not angry, and all the suppressed emotions suddenly burst out.

While crying, he swung his arms and slammed Lang Zhongming wildly, then punched and kicked the camera on the ground for a long time, scratching the skin with his hands, and then slowly calmed down.

Lang Zhongming just coaxed him to let him have an attack, and then found a plaster to help him stick the broken skin on his hands.

Although he really wanted to confirm whether his precious camera was dead or alive, but he couldn't care about it at this time, so he could only settle Xiao Yang first.

Xiao Yang made a big move on a rare occasion, and cried all night. At this time, he was really tired from making a fuss, so he softly let him manipulate him.

Lang Zhongming took him upstairs.As soon as he entered the bedroom, he regained his strength, pushed Lang Zhongming out, and closed the door.

When Xiao Yang lost his temper, he couldn't hold it back. He shrank himself, sat on the ground against the door and buried his head in tears.

This time, he seemed to cry out all the grievances he had suffered for several years.

Lang Zhongming was so worried that he didn't dare to open the door rashly, so he could only tell him to take a hot shower early, lie down and sleep through the door, and then rolled back to the living room to pick up his video camera.

When Xiao Yang showed a little drunk before, he was still very rare, and felt that it was rare to see him wanting to talk so much, and being angry and disgusted also poked his heart.

When he felt that the way Xiao Yang scolded him was particularly sexy, he finally realized that he was probably broken.

But later, seeing Xiao Yang collapsed to the point of crying, and couldn't even stop crying, Lang Zhongming regretted it again.

He didn't know whether it was good or bad to expose Xiao Yang's wound like this.

If it can really alleviate his pain, bring him out of the past, and let him live with courage and hope, then such temporary pain is certainly a good thing.

But what if you can't do it yourself?

What if Xiao Yang could only feel fear and disgust from him?

Lang Zhongming sighed, holding the half-dead camera and some casing fragments in his palm, turned off the light and went back to the room alone.

The machine looked broken, but he still planned to take it to the shop for repair tomorrow.

There are still many videos of Zhong Jin and Grandpa that have not been taken out. If they are really completely scrapped, they should be transferred out anyway.

Lang Zhongming fiddled with it for a while, but he was afraid that the more he tossed about it, the worse it would be, so he could only put down the things.

He was still worried about Xiao Yang's condition, so he couldn't help but took out his cell phone and called him.

The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up, and there was no sound from the other side, so Lang Zhongming softened his voice to test: "Are you asleep?"

Xiao Yang's nasal voice sounded: "Soon."

Lang Zhongming heaved a sigh of relief after hearing the voice: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? There are still dumplings at home..."

Xiao Yang: "No need."

Lang Zhongming resented, thinking that this time he was back before liberation again.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yang added another sentence: "The dumplings you cook are like gnocchi."

Lang Zhongming choked on his own saliva and coughed several times: "Then you cook it yourself?"

Xiao Yang was silent for a while, then said, "No."

Lang Zhongming was really convinced now.

That's right, Xiao Yang never did any housework since he was a child, and he had no chance to do it in the past ten years.

In fact, Lang Zhongming didn't know these things in the first place. After Lang Quan's death, the servants in the family were dismissed and only Gong Gong was left. At that time, Xiaofeng had not been recruited, so he could only be forced to learn some life skills.

But his cooking skills are only up to the level of "eatable", so it's no wonder that Xiao Yang despises it.

Lang Zhongming hesitated: "How about I ask Xiaofeng to get up and give you something?"

Xiao Yang is definitely not happy: "Don't bother, I'll make a cup of oatmeal."

Lang Zhongming got excited all of a sudden: "I'll help you! I still know how to make oatmeal!"

Xiao Yang didn't speak any more, and fell silent.

Lang Zhongming was worried that he would not be able to enter the door: "I'll serve it to you after soaking in a while, remember to open the door for me."

Xiao Yang gave a soft "hmm" and hung up the phone.

Lang Zhongming went downstairs to make a cup of oatmeal, then glanced at the oven in the corner of the kitchen that was piled with dust, and secretly made up his mind that when he was free, he must enroll in a class to learn how to cook and bake.

As the saying goes, "If you want to grasp a person's heart, you must first grasp his stomach." Lang Zhongming worried that he would not be able to retain Xiao Yang if he had nothing to do, so he could only work hard to improve himself.

Of course, the oatmeal is not difficult. After soaking, it still exudes a strong sweet fragrance, which is extraordinarily warm in this winter night.

Lang Zhongming took the cup upstairs and knocked on Xiao Yang's door.

The door opened.

Xiao Yang's eyes are still a little red, but his face has been cleaned up and his clothes haven't been changed. He probably just washed his face and hasn't had time to take a shower.

"Give me the cup after you finish your cereal. Do you want to take a bath? There is an empty tub in the big bathroom downstairs, and no one usually uses it."

Xiao Yang shook his head, silently sipping his oatmeal.

Lang Zhongming found an interesting thing. It seemed that Xiao Yang talked very little when communicating face to face. Once he communicated with the device at a distance, he would inadvertently say a few more words.

After all, this is also the reason why Xiao Yang is not used to talking to people.But as long as you are a human being, you will have something to say and something to share.

He hopes to be someone Xiao Yang is willing to communicate with, just like Molly.

Lang Zhongming smiled lightly and accompanied Xiao Yang to finish the oatmeal, then took the cup in his hand: "Take a shower early and go to sleep, call me if you need something. I drank so much today, I might feel uncomfortable at night, I have some work to do anyway, It's probably going to be up all night, you can call me or call me if you have anything to do?"

Xiao Yang responded lightly, and after Lang Zhongming retreated consciously, he closed the door.

Lang Zhongming returned to his room.

He was not talking nonsense when he said that he was going to stay up late, but something really happened.

He has just finalized the candidates for the future Hongsheng leadership group, and the training of these successors must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Since everything needs to be managed, they also need to understand the workflow of any position.It is not enough to just read the regulatory documents, they must actually experience it.

In other words, Lang Zhongming had to arrange these people to work in different positions in different departments for rotation, and at the same time find someone to replace their original jobs.

How to ensure that the daily work is not messed up is a big problem.

In addition, after the establishment and improvement of this leading group, the company's various systems and even the system itself may be changed accordingly.

At that time, it will be difficult to ensure a reasonable balance and persuade the majority of shareholders to accept the change.

In fact, Lang Zhongming's series of ideas have been slowly put into practice, but they are done in a relatively subtle manner, and even the few old employees of Hongshengli who have been with him for the longest time have not noticed.

Speaking of which, the beginning of this huge reform plan began with Xiao Yang's data department.

His plan has been implemented since the construction of the data system according to the authority level.The purpose of dividing data according to authority is also to serve the future.

Since he wants to decentralize power, he must first classify some of Hongsheng's internal infrastructure and resources, lest when he moves, everything will be messed up.

These projects are not trivial, even if he stays up for a few nights, it is not enough.

However, he also survived like this when he first took this seat, so he is quite experienced.

As long as he can achieve his goal sooner, he will be able to relax completely, and then strive for the greater desire in his heart.