Cannon Fodder Dedicated to Death[Transmigration Book]

I don’t know how long I slept for this sleep. Chen Zhou had a lot of messy dreams. When he woke up, he looked at a strange room and couldn’t help but beat the bed with both hands, then sat up suddenly, holding his head in his hands, feeling the pain. Howling: "Ah——" Why are you still stuck in the book and can't get out!

The sound insulation of the room was pretty good, but his wailing made Wen Zheng, who was drinking coffee and reading the newspaper in the lobby, stop suddenly, frowning and looking in the direction of the sound.

Aunt Su was clearing Wen Zheng's dinner plate when she heard the sound, she couldn't help but pause, and said, "Maybe Xiao Chen woke up from sleep. I'll go and have a look."

Aunt Su worked in an orderly manner, asked the servant to take away the dishes, walked to the door of the guest room where Chen Zhou lived, raised her hand and knocked on the door: "Xiao Chen, are you okay?"

Hearing the knock on the door, Chen Zhou came back to his senses, threw off the quilt listlessly and got off the bed, opened the door, looked at Aunt Su whose hair was combed meticulously, and suddenly wanted to cry: "I'm fine."

Aunt Su saw that he looked slumped, and he didn't seem to be okay at all, so she said with concern: "Didn't sleep well? Do you need breakfast now?"

Although he slept for a long time, he was still very tired. After being hit again, Chen Zhou was completely hopeless. How could he go back?He responded casually, "Okay, thank you, Auntie."

Aunt Su said: "Then go wash up first, there is everything in the bathroom, and I will prepare breakfast for you. What do you want to eat? Western or Chinese."

"Anything is fine." Chen Zhou turned around and went in to wash up. When he came out, he looked at the silk pajamas on his body. It seemed that he didn't even have a change of clothes. He couldn't wear yesterday's suit.

He came out in his pajamas, and Wen Zheng was leaning on the sofa, crossing his legs and reading the newspaper. When he saw him coming out, he lifted his eyelids from above the newspaper and took a look.

Chen Zhou said listlessly, "Mr. Wen!"

Wen Zheng ignored him and continued to read the newspaper.Chen Zhou thought to himself, the boss is probably the only one who still reads newspapers these days, and young people watch electronic news directly.

When Chen Zhou entered the restaurant, Aunt Su brought breakfast. There were cakes, bacon, fruit salad, and yogurt, and the portions were quite generous.In order to save trouble and money, Chen Zhou used to eat only a few steamed buns or an egg-filled biscuit for breakfast. It was the first time he had such a rich Western-style breakfast.

Chen Zhou took a bite of the cake, and his depression immediately eased a little. It was soft and delicious, with a delicate taste and moderate sweetness. He had never eaten such a delicious cake. Rich people are so particular about their breakfast.

He finished eating a piece of cake and was drinking yogurt from a cup when he saw Wen Zheng in the hall outside getting up, as if he was about to leave.He stood up excitedly, the cup in his hand shook, and some yogurt poured out, making it all over his chin and clothes. He didn't care about so much, so he quickly took out a tissue and wiped it, and ran out of the restaurant: " Mr. Wen, please wait a moment."

Wen Zheng stopped, looked back at Chen Zhou, who was still stained with milky white liquid around his lips and pajamas, and frowned with some disgust: "What's the matter?"

Chen Zhou wiped his lips and chin with a tissue, barely wiped off the milk stains on his lips, and said, "Can you find something for me to do?"

Wen Zheng turned his head away: "You don't need to do anything, just do what I ordered. Listen to my arrangements anytime."

Chen Zhou has a big head, should he still be a vixen? "Well, Mr. Wen, I think Mr. Tang and your brother are actually a good match,"

"What did you say?!" Wen Zheng shouted fiercely.

Chen Zhou shrank his neck and said, "I think Mr. Tang's feelings for the second young master are true."

Wen Zheng strode towards him suddenly, grabbed his neck, and stared at him fiercely: "Shut up! Remember your identity for me, it's not your turn to talk about this! Your task is to let Wen Zheng Rong and Tang Yun broke up, no matter what method you use, as long as you don't hurt Wen Rong. If you can't complete the task, I will kill you!"

Chen Zhou's breathing was blocked, his face was flushed red, and he tried hard to break the opponent's fingers like pliers: "Let go, let go!"

Wen Zheng pushed Chen Zhou to the ground: "I don't want to hear what I said just now, or I'll make you look good!" After speaking, he turned and strode away.

Chen Zhou sat on the ground and coughed loudly, looking at Wen Zheng's back with terrified eyes, he is a fucking lunatic, crazy, no matter how much you accuse him, no matter how much you object, he and Tang Jian have a good relationship for a hundred years. Now you are inseparable from each other and alone, with no one to accompany you!

Aunt Su came over when she saw that Wen Zheng was gone, and went to help Chen Zhou worriedly: "Xiao Chen, are you alright?"

Chen Zhou waved his hand towards Aunt Su: "I'm fine." He stood up by himself.

Aunt Su said: "Xiao Chen, don't blame the young master, he is very difficult, and the young master doesn't understand him, so his temper is unavoidable. He was not like this before."

Back then, Wen Zheng was also a sunny boy. His parents passed away suddenly. He was only thirteen or fourteen years old at the time. He was already sensible, but he was not yet old enough to run a family. , It took a lot of trouble to regain everything that belonged to the two brothers.

This also makes Wen Zheng's current character suspicious, and a bit domineering.But Aunt Su didn't think Wen Zheng was scary, but felt sorry for him. He was all for the company and his younger brother, and never thought of himself.

Chen Zhoucai doesn't care what Wen Zheng has experienced, the world doesn't revolve around him alone, and he can't just do what he thinks. Sooner or later, such an autocratic tyrant will be taught to be a human being!

He had lost his appetite at this time, and the place where his neck was pinched still hurt a little. He stuffed two mouthfuls indiscriminately, and couldn't eat any more. He said, "Auntie, I'm full." He said and put away the plate.

"That's all you have to eat. Don't move, let me collect it." Aunt Su hurriedly came to collect the plate.

"It's okay, I can still do this little thing." Chen Zhou sent the collected plates to the kitchen, and a servant who was busy in the kitchen took the plates.

Chen Zhou stood in the huge living room, looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on the huge oil painting on the wall. It was a water alley in the south of the Yangtze River. A woman in a skirt was sitting on a black awning boat, and two boys were lying on the boat. The head is playing in the water, and the red apricots on the bank are in full bloom. It should be a sunny spring day.

This oil painting is relatively abstract, only the shape without detailed facial features.Chen Zhou's first feeling was that the two children on the boat were brothers Wenzheng, and that woman should be their mother.

The painting is facing the sofa, just sit down and look up to see it.

If his guess is correct, then this painting should have been hanging for many years, maybe all the furnishings of this house are as old as this oil painting, and have not been replaced since the beginning.

Chen Zhou sighed. In the past, he was always envious of the big houses of the rich, but now he lives in such a big house, but feels extremely deserted and empty. All this is too illusory, because he does not belong to himself, no matter how luxurious he is, he has no sense of belonging.

For Wen Zheng, I am afraid that there will still be a kind of boundless loneliness. Living alone in such a big house, without relatives by his side, the closest family members and the happiest moments can only be stored in memory.

But what can this do? People should look forward and not always live in the past, otherwise they will just be on the edge of a dead end and make things difficult for themselves.

Chen Zhou turned to Aunt Su and said, "Auntie, can you find some clothes for me? I can't go out like this. I don't need a suit. I just need a more ordinary one. By the way, I put the clothes I changed yesterday in Mr. Wen's car." I don't know where he put it, can you help me find it?"

Aunt Su shook her head: "I don't know where your clothes are. Let me find you something you can wear. Please wait a moment."

"Thank you, auntie!" Chen Zhou thanked him sincerely. Fortunately, the housekeeper's auntie is quite nice, otherwise it would have been difficult.

Aunt Su went to look for clothes, while Chen Zhou sat on the sofa and picked up the newspaper Wen Zheng was reading just now. The headline "Girls in the Three Flower Seasons Meet to Commit Suicide because of Time Traveling" was written on the newspaper, and the whole page was full of this The article is probably discussing this phenomenon.

Chen Zhou felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. When time-travel dramas first became popular a few years ago, there were indeed news reports about minors who couldn't tell right from wrong wanted to commit suicide and time-traveled. How could there be such stories?

etc!He suddenly became agitated. Could it be that he was pointing to himself somewhere, that this is the way for him to go back. If he dies in this world, he must be able to return to the real world.

The more Chen Zhou thought about it, the more excited he became. Fuck the mission!Whoever likes to be a vixen can do it, such a low-level thing is too inferior, and he won't do it even if he is killed.He wants to go home, go back to his own world, no matter how difficult it is, at least it is real.

But how to die is worth studying.suicide?This won't work, the elders in his family believe in Buddhism, and he also believes that suicide will bring bad luck. Maybe not only will he not be able to return to the real world, but even this world will no longer exist.

It is best to save people. For example, if someone is involved in a car accident, falls into the water, falls from a building or catches fire, he will come forward to save people and make a heroic sacrifice.

The next best thing, accidental death should be fine, a car out of control, a flower pot falling from a height, or a flood, that should be fine.But these can also be encountered but not sought after.

Again, what about fake hands?Didn't Wen Zheng just say that if he can't complete the task, he will kill himself.Since he insisted on letting himself break up his brother and Tang Yun, then he had to fight against him and bring them together.Firstly, the ending of the book has not been changed, and secondly, Wen Zheng will definitely die of anger, and he will never let himself off easily, and there is no need to deliberately look for it, it is ready-made, it is perfect!

After making up his mind, Chen Zhou finally stopped being confused. He had a goal, which was to challenge Wen Zheng's bottom line, annoy him, and let him kill himself!Back to the real world!

Since he still has to live here for a while, Chen Zhou decided to make a good plan, so he can't spend his days in a daze, and find a job first. As a man, he must have a minimum of self-esteem, and at least support himself.

Chen Zhou found out the business card he brought back yesterday, and called Tang Yun: "Mr. Tang, hello! I'm Chen Zhou, do you still remember me?"

A few minutes later, Chen Zhou hung up the phone and jumped up, "Ouye", Aunt Su came down from the stairs with her clothes and looked at the cheerful Chen Zhou: "So happy, what's the matter?"

Chen Zhou chuckled: "Aunt Su, I have found a job, and I will go to work tomorrow."

Aunt Su didn't know Chen Zhou's background very well, but when she heard that she found a job, she was still happy for him: "That's great, congratulations. This dress was bought by the young master before, and he didn't wear it. You See if you can wear it."

Chen Zhou took it over: "Thank you, auntie, I can wear it. I'll go shopping and buy clothes in a while, and I have to go to work tomorrow, so I have to buy some clothes of my own."

"Okay, I'm going to go shopping later, you can take my car and go out together." Aunt Su suggested.

"Okay, thank you auntie."

When Wen Zheng came back at night, it was already very late, and when he found someone lying on the sofa, he was overjoyed, thinking that it was Wen Rong who had returned, and when he walked over to take a look, his joy turned into disappointment, he threw his phone on the coffee table, and He pulled the tie around his neck and sat down, raising his legs to rest on the coffee table.

Chen Zhou woke up suddenly when he heard the movement, and when he saw Wen Zheng, he sat up quickly: "Mr. Wen, you are back."

Wen Zheng took off his suit, lowered his head and unbuttoned his shirt cuff buttons, and ignored him.

Chen Zhou said cautiously: "Mr. Wen, I have something to discuss with you. I have found a job and I will go to Mr. Tang's company."

Wen Zheng was originally disdainful, but when he heard this, he raised his head and asked in disbelief, "Where?"

"Star Ji Technology Company." Chen Zhou said.

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