Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

When Lynch died, Meng Hui Company had just been listed on the market. At that time, Meng Hui was young and promising, and had a disagreement with Lynch on the company's management. Lynch's rights gradually began to be emptied within the company. Lynch and Meng Hui After a big backstage brawl at his engagement ceremony, he stormed out and was hit and killed by a car on his way out.

The alliance set up this offline plot to give a blow to Meng Hui, who was proud of the spring breeze at the time, and let him settle down to do his career down-to-earth. This is an important node for the character of Meng Hui to complete a qualitative transformation.

System: "Transformed, blackened."

Meng Hui's breath was right next to his ears, and the boy's breath was refreshing and clean, but Lynch clearly realized that the person in this boy's body was Meng Hui, a big man with a full blackening value. Like a teenager, his bones are soaked in blood.

Only then did Lynch realize what the system meant when it said 'Meng Hui is much more difficult to deal with than Du Chengying'.

A society ruled by law cannot tolerate such a male protagonist!

Meng Hui curled his lips into a smile, and lightly pinched Lynch's slightly pale face, "Just kidding."

Lynch trembled, and wiped the pinched place by Meng Hui with the back of his hand. Meng Hui didn't use too much force, and his face was still hot. I don't know if it was from fright or shame.

"Don't eat wontons, just put them away for one day a month," Meng Hui looked around, the living room was turned into a mess, "Clean it up, I'll take you to have a good meal."

……

Lynch dragged his face, looked at Meng Hui's back in line, and felt confused again. Is Meng Hui Schrödinger's mind?

French fries, fried chicken, hamburgers, Coke, classic and familiar scents, there are many students in the store, and some have taken books, boys and girls are sitting face to face, with shy and bright smiles.

Meng Hui came back with the dinner plate, followed Lynch's gaze, and his eyes softened.

He still remembered that the first meal he had with Lynch was in a fast food restaurant. Lynch, who was covered with bruises, had a cold, thin face, biting the hamburger hard, with tears in his eyes stubbornly refusing to eat. fall.

Meng Hui was thinking at that time, how could there be such a pair of big lake-like eyes, flickering and flickering, all the way to his heart.

The dinner plate was put down, Meng Hui's tall figure blocked Lynch's view of the young couple, Lynch tilted his shoulders, still watching with great interest, and whispered excitedly: "Hey, those two seem to be from our next class. "

"Really?" Meng Hui divided the hamburger and put it in front of Lynch, "I don't know."

"You've been hiding in class all day, so of course you don't know each other." Lynch lowered his head and took the hamburger, smelled it, it had a hint of spiciness, which he liked.

Meng Hui smiled lightly, he was not interested in making friends with children, except for Lynch in front of him who ate a mouthful of salad dressing and forgot all his troubles.

Who made such a cute and smart Lynch become cold and defensive?Damn it.

"It's 12 yuan for you." Meng Hui said unhurriedly.

"I invite you," Lynch pointed to the plate in front of Meng Hui, "it's agreed today, I invite you."'

Meng Hui smiled and raised his hand.

Lynch immediately dodged back, looked left and right, and whispered: "There are so many people, don't touch my head."

"Who said I'm going to touch your head?" Meng Hui said casually.

Lynch took a bite of the hamburger and said in a softer voice, "I can't even face."

He is like a defensive little hamster, his round eyes are shining with vigilance, but he dare not really run away, dodging people's fingers sticking into the cage, and can only enjoy people's touch if he can't dodge, he is very cute, Meng Hui His gaze softened.

After eating a large plate of junk food, Lynch was full and satisfied, holding the iced Coke while sucking and hiccupping.

Meng Hui didn't eat much, he only ate a hamburger and a few French fries. He had no interest in these junk foods. His appetite had been satisfied the most in his previous life, and what he was thinking of was another bite.

"Okay, finished eating." Lynch put down the Coke and took out his pocket, counting the banknotes one by one. He didn't touch the money in the shoe cabinet. It was all the pocket money he usually saved. Put them on the table together, "Here you are."

Meng Hui glanced at the flat money spread out, didn't refuse, just grabbed it and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Then... have you gone back?" Lynch tentatively asked, "There is a monthly exam tomorrow, and I want to go home and study."

Meng Hui said abruptly, "Today is my birthday."

Lynch froze.

He didn't remember Meng Hui's birthday at all.

After holding back for a long time, he cautiously said, "Happy birthday to Brother Hui?"

Meng Hui crossed his hands and hung under the table. His short, scalp-like hair had grown a little in the past month, but it was still thick and straight, messy with different lengths, and his temperament was more wild.

"No gifts?" Meng Hui smiled, and it was Lynch's familiar teasing attitude.

Lin Qi caressed the Coke cup with both hands, and said with wandering eyes: "I'm treating you."

Meng Hui looked at the pile of food waste in front of Lynch with a half-smile.

Lynch's face turned red immediately, and he said it was a treat, and he ate most of it, "What do you want, I don't have any money for now, I'll save money to buy it for you."

Meng Hui said: "You don't need to save money to give the gift I want."

Lynch swallowed and didn't answer.

Meng Hui said: "The next thing I have to do, you are not allowed to refuse, it is my birthday present."

Lynch lowered his head and said in a low voice, "That still depends on what's going on."

Meng Hui got up straight away, lifted Lynch's school uniform collar and pulled him up, leaning over, his eyes glowed with evil light, and Lynch's panicked face was reflected in his eyes, threatening: "I can't help you."

……

"Is it heavy?"

"good……"

"Put your hands a little harder."

"Don't use too much force," Lynch pulled Menghui's arm, avoiding the salesperson's gaze, and whispered, "What if it breaks?"

Meng Hui turned the schoolbag on his back with one hand, "What if I don't buy a sturdy one, and the strap is broken like the previous schoolbag? It's like carrying a child to school every day."

Lynch glared at him lightly, raised his hand and put down the schoolbag he was carrying, "Why did you buy me a schoolbag for your birthday?"

"You don't care." Meng Hui said lightly.

Lynch was so angry that he choked and hung the schoolbag back on the shelf, "I don't want it."

"If you don't want it, you have to." Meng Hui took it off again, "That's all, light and strong."

Lin Qi had already seen it when Meng Hui forced him to carry his schoolbag. The price of this schoolbag was 588. For Mr. Meng, of course, it was a drop in the bucket, but for Meng Hui now, it was a huge sum of money. The salary is only 588, and the [-] schoolbag is definitely a luxury.

"I really don't want it." Lynch said anxiously.

Meng Hui lowered his eyes and glanced at him, "It's been a month, and you always carry that old schoolbag, do you want to carry it until graduation?"

"My schoolbag is broken, I'll change it myself," Lynch pulled the strap of the schoolbag in Meng Hui's hand, his eyebrows almost wrinkled in anxiety, "Put it back quickly."

"Really don't want it?" Meng Hui raised his eyebrows.

"No." Lynch said heavily, and hung up the schoolbag directly.

Meng Hui didn't force it anymore, and hung up the latest schoolbag in his hand.

Lynch breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Hui changed hands, but took another schoolbag. Compared with the canvas and cowhide stitching schoolbag just now, what he is carrying now is a very simple canvas schoolbag, "Then try this."

"I said no." Lynch avoided.

Meng Hui turned the price tag on the schoolbag, and the black number on the white tag was conspicuously written with 188, "This is not expensive."

Compared with the exaggerated 588 just now, this 188 looks much better, but it is actually half the price, but in terms of people's understanding of numbers, there is a big difference between more than 100 and more than 500. Meng Hui has been so mixed in the business world. For many years, it was no problem to use such a little trick to coax children, and Lynch was forced to carry it on his back.

"It's not very good."

In the mirror, the handsome and thin boy was carrying a light brown canvas schoolbag, with short hair and soft eyes, and he looked like an obedient baby. On the contrary, although the tall boy behind him was wearing a school uniform, he looked like he might roll up on the street at any time. A bad boy who got into a fight.

The two stood together one after the other, but it was unexpectedly harmonious.

"That's it." Meng Hui patted Lynch on the shoulder lightly.

Lynch said awkwardly: "Forget it, I..."

"Pay half with your money." Meng Hui beckoned directly, the salesman kept staring at him, and came over immediately, "I want this."

When it was time to pay the bill, Lynch was still thinking about it, "Why did you buy me a schoolbag for your birthday? I gave you [-], and more than half of the [-] was eaten by myself."

"Then what are you going to do for me?" Meng Hui took the schoolbag packed by the salesperson and stuffed it into Lynch's arms, with Lynch's familiar teasing light flashing in his eyes, "Promise me one more thing?"

Lynch hurriedly said, "No."

"That's it." Meng Hui rumpled Lynch's short hair, messed it up, and walked out of the shopping mall with a confused Lynch.

……

When they arrived downstairs at Lynch's house, Meng Hui waved his hands smartly, "Go up and study, see you tomorrow."

Lin Qi stood in place, watching Meng Hui's tall back gradually drifting away, holding a schoolbag exuding a brand-new smell in his arms, gritted his teeth, and said in his heart: He doesn't want to empathize, he just cares about Meng Hui. Hui quietly followed behind Meng Hui.

Meng Hui walked along the street, stopped in front of a game hall two streets east of Lynch's house, and walked in.

Lynch hid on the corner of the street, thinking what was going on, he still had spare money and time to go to the game hall to play, the gangster was indeed the gangster, and he thought Meng Hui was in a miserable life when the system called him.

In fact, the original world line is that after Lynch and Meng Hui met for the first time, the two met again after half a year. The blank of this half year was suddenly filled with Meng Hui's rebirth.

It is undeniable that the reborn Meng Hui is sometimes a bit annoying, always plucking his hair, hooking up with him, or talking to him, but generally speaking, he is really good to him.

The fresh and warm schoolbag in his arms is the best evidence.

On his birthday, he bought Lynch a new schoolbag.

Lynch was a little annoyed, and patted his hot face, feeling that he was too difficult, how could Meng Hui have a hundred favorability for him?Frowning, he looked at the door of the game hall again.

"Boom—" A chair flew out of the game hall, and a young man with hair dyed hair came out with the chair.

Lynch was startled, and subconsciously wanted to walk out from the corner of the street. The tall figure walking out following the young man made Lynch take back his step.

Meng Hui took off his school uniform, wearing a sweat-soaked vest, baggy black sweatpants, expressionless face, exuding a fierceness that Lynch had never seen before.

The young man who fell on the ground got up, picked up the knife pinned to the back of his jeans, and was about to chop. Lynch, who had been staring at them, couldn't help but shouted loudly: "Meng Hui be careful!"

Meng Hui glanced in Lynch's direction distractedly, the blade slipped dangerously past his cheek, he quickly kicked up, kicked the young man holding the knife so that he couldn't get up on the ground, and rolled over while clutching his stomach moan.

A few young men also walked out from behind Meng Hui, all of whom were similarly fierce and aggressive. Meng Hui said something to the person behind him, and the person nodded, and Meng Hui walked towards Lin in three steps at a time. Qi ran over, and he ran in front of Lynch with sweat on his head and arms, "Why are you running here, not studying?"

"You...why are you fighting with someone?" Lynch tremblingly said, she turned her face to look at Meng Hui's profile with a little fear, but fortunately she was not hurt, and in the future, Mr. Meng will be the city's No. [-] diamond Wang Laowu's.

"Come to make trouble," Meng Hui said flatly, "I'll see the situation."

Lynch froze, staring blankly at Meng Hui, sweat dripped down his short hair to his tall nose, but his rebellious face was full of tenderness.

Meng Hui raised his hand and habitually ruffled Lynch's hair, "Go back, and, how many times have I told you, call me Brother Hui."