Get rid of the slag and attack me and the disabled boss [Transmigration Book]

The next morning, He Jimin opened his eyes and saw Xing Zhuo sitting beside him smoking a cigarette.

In the early morning when it was snowing and it was clear, Xing Zhuo bowed his body and turned his face towards the window.

There was snow outside the window.

If He Jimin hadn't lowered his head and lifted the quilt, and saw that he was still in the same body as before going to bed last night, he would have wondered if Xing Zhuo had done something to him at night, so he would wear a filter, and see the sexiness when he woke up. Xing Zhuo.

He Jimin got up and looked at the day, and when he got up and stretched out his hand, he called Wen En and asked him to ask about the current situation at the airport.

"Jiang Xiaofei, you think about it," Xing Zhuo turned around while smoking.

He Jimin got out of bed and fumbled in his closet, raised his head and asked with his mobile phone between his face, "The reason I took her back this time was to show the old man, isn't this—" He Jimin's hands flicked while talking. It stopped.

Because what he subconsciously said just now is the truth hidden in his heart.

I don't know if he just woke up, but when Xing Zhuo questioned, He Jimin completely dropped his guard.

Afterwards, He Jimin changed the subject, "Even if someone like me gets married, it's a disaster. I said it the first time I met Jiang Xiaofei."

"I can't marry her."

He Jimin always felt that he didn't need to explain this sentence to Xing Zhuo so thoroughly, but in the end, when he was about to leave the house, he only told Xing Zhuo this sentence neatly.

Xing Zhuo didn't stay here for long in the morning. Jin Nan went out to pick him up in the morning. He was relieved to see that He Jimin was fine. Then Wen En called and said that yesterday's snow had not affected the flight. If it is too big, it will be delayed by two hours, and there is still plenty of time to go to Province C.

One morning, He Jimin took Jiang Xiaofei to several places, trying to get He Guoqi's birthday gift.

Only then did I catch the plane to fly to Province C.

When he returned home, everyone in the family was almost there. He Jimin noticed that when he entered the door, apart from a few familiar relatives, there was no one from the Shen family this year.

Because of the addition of the original book, he knew that in previous years, whenever He Guoqi celebrated his birthday, the Shen family would definitely dress him up and send him here. If he didn't come this year, it would mean that the Shen family is not even willing to maintain the relationship of face.

To a certain extent, the He and Chen families can be said to be completely cool.

In the evening, He Guoqi set up a large table, and the back garden of the He family villa was turned into a large reception.

Partners who usually move around frequently send gifts here, big or small.

He Yuanzhuo also attended the party.

It's just that when He Jimin saw him coming back, he only said hello to He Guoqi, and then walked upstairs.

According to Jiang Xiaofei, Wang Chunli, who had been paralyzed for several months, lived upstairs.

He Jimin took advantage of the crowds below and He Guoqi was sitting in the courtyard of the villa pushing a cup and changing cups, and followed him upstairs.

Wang Chunli's bed was arranged in the darkest corner of the upper floor, south of Province C, but it was stuck in the middle, so in the current season, if it was cloudy, it would be fatal.

He Jimin directly pushed the door open and walked in.

He Yuanzhuo, who was kneeling in front of the bed inside, jumped up immediately when he saw He Jimin, "What are you doing here!"

"Look at her, and look at you too," He Jimin said as he entered.

"Look at your happy life now," He Jimin looked at He Yuanzhuo and laughed at him, "Should I pay back the things my father gave you before?"

He Yuanzhuo couldn't stand still, he barely stood up on the railing next to Wang Chunli's bed, "Do you think you can really go to the end? Even if my mother can't speak in front of him now, but I am his own son , what can you do to me? He loves my mother so much, if it weren't for you and me—"

"He loves your mother? Are you so sure?" He Jimin held the recorder in his hand, "By the way, you were not there during the rescue. After all, we are brothers. I have always wanted to talk to you about this matter." on."

He Jimin turned on the recording.

"Mr. He Guoqi, your wife is in a very bad condition now. The doctor is in a hurry to perform the operation. Let me come over and send you the document agreeing to the operation for signature."

"Madam's current situation is very dangerous. She has a history of high blood pressure, and now she has a cerebral hemorrhage due to emotional agitation. I hope you—"

"We can't wait any longer, please hurry up—"

"I see, you go out."

"Mr. He Guoqi, we need your signature."

"go out."

"But sir—"

He Jimin saw that He Yuanzhuo's face was now livid, and he added fuel to the side, "In her case, a delay of one or two seconds will cause irreversible consequences. The doctor who performed the operation also said that it was just one or two seconds thing."

"Jimin? Are you here?" Jiang Xiaofei heard the commotion upstairs and followed, "Uncle He has already started—"

"Ah, Yuanzhuo is here too," Jiang Xiaofei saw He Yuanzhuo's eyes dodge for a moment before raising his eyes again, "Go down, everyone is here, it would be bad if you two weren't there when Uncle He was talking."

He Jimin withdrew his hand and went downstairs first.

At the same time, he also noticed that both Jiang Xiaofei and He Yuanzhuo waited for a while before coming down.

The atmosphere below was enthusiastic. When He Jimin stood beside He Guoqi, the wine glasses of the people standing below had already been raised.

He Guoqi tilted his head slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Where's your brother?"

He Jimin replied, "Just now I went to see Xiao--Wang Chunli."

After finishing speaking, He Jimin heard He Guoqi let out a sneer from his nose.

While speaking, He Yuanzhuo had already come down from upstairs, but he put on the ugliest face in the audience.

Although He Guoqi was dissatisfied, it was not easy to get angry in front of so many people now, and finally said the words that were brewing in his mouth to the people below.

"Thanks to everyone, I'm celebrating my birthday today. I'm an old man at 65. It's time to rest, Jimin," He Guoqi waved to He Jimin who was beside him.

He Jimin slipped a step forward.

He Guoqi's hand was on the back of He Jimin's, "This is my eldest son. Since everyone is here today, I will introduce him properly."

As soon as these words came out, the people below began to agree.

The voices of the discussion turned from small to loud, and finally became a small group. If you listen carefully, they are all compliments.

What a good-looking talent, young and promising, He Jimin listened to the rainbow fart below, and laughed while listening.

What He Guoqi said now is tantamount to paving the way for He Jimin in the future, and he is explaining to everyone that the eldest son He Jimin will take over the He family in the future.

After He Guoqi finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to beckon Jiang Xiaofei, "Girl, come here too."

Jiang Xiaofei, who was named, naturally blushed and stood beside He Guoqi, and whispered, "Uncle He."

"This is a girl from the Jiang family, and also Jimin's future fiancée," He Guoqi said deadpan.

He Jimin did not expect that He Guoqi was in such a hurry now.

"Now that these two children come to see me together, I'm also happy. Since everyone is here, don't be too polite, have fun, and count me—"

"Dad," He Yuanzhuo didn't hold back, and asked directly, "Have you discussed this matter with me?"

He Yuanzhuo's words were too low-level.

He Jimin thought so.

Jiang Xiaofei also moved slightly to the side, keeping as far away from He Yuanzhuo as possible.

"Do you know what you are talking about?" He Guoqi warned He Yuanzhuo.

"Why don't I know?" He Yuanzhuo went directly to He Guoqi, pointing at He Jimin, "You promised me since I was seven years old, you said that the He family will be mine from now on, every time you coax me to When I sleep, I always say, you will give me this in the end?!"

He Yuanzhuo's emotions became more and more broken as he talked, and he looked at He Guoqi as if he didn't know him, "And my mother, how did you guarantee it at the time, and now? She is sick, and it was all because of you. She did it What's wrong? She-"

He Yuanzhuo was still going crazy, and He Jimin was praised by everyone just now, and now he was so close to He Yuanzhuo, if he just stood there, he would not have the aura of the future head of the He family.

So He Jimin felt that now that he had enough status and ability, and there were so many people watching the excitement, he could slap He Yuanzhuo to shut him up now.

He Jimin thought so.

That's what I did with my hands.

With this slap, He Jimin used all his strength to eat lunch. Anyway, the harder he slaps now, the more radiant He Guoqi's face will be.

So He Yuanzhuo was directly flipped over and rolled down the steps.

He didn't stand up directly, He Jimin waited for the fans to finish, and took a special look at He Guoqi's current expression from the corner of his eye.

No frown.

That's stable.

He Jimin bent down and asked He Guoqi for instructions, "Dad, look now—"

"Throw it in his mother's room," He Guoqi said.

He Jimin suppressed the urge to turn up the corner of his mouth, and asked someone to repeat He Guoqi's order.

What he thought in his heart was that He Yuanzhuo was basically useless.

Same treatment as Wang Chunli.

It will be dead.

He Guoqi planned to throw the mother and son away.

He Yuanzhuo walked away crying and shouting, his voice could be heard all the way to the back of the building.

After finishing speaking, He Guoqi put on a smile again, and said lightly to the people below, "My little son is naughty, everyone, don't mind."

Then he lowered his voice and said to He Jimin, "Follow him and tell him to shut up."

He Jimin received the words, made a toast to everyone, raised his head and drank himself.

Then, while pulling on his tie, he walked upstairs, touched the room where He Yuanzhuo was locked up, explained a few words to himself, and asked the person who brought him in to close the door.

Now only he and He Yuanzhuo are left.

He Yuanzhuo's eyes were fixed on He Jimin, and finally his eyes turned red from crying and his voice became hoarse.

After the outbreak, all that was left was exhaustion. He Yuanzhuo leaned beside Wang Chunli, looked up at He Jimin and asked, "You've got everything now, He Jimin, I just don't understand, Why do you, a soft bun, get to this point? Why do everyone turn to you? The He family is yours now, are you happy?"

He Jimin squatted down and looked at He Yuanzhuo's face, and asked back, "You are stupid to ask that." He Jimin patted He Yuanzhuo's head with a smile, "Silly brother, of course I am happy."

Because the progress of the original book is now complete, He Jimin has seen all the previous plots.

He Jimin in the original book's youthful heart was treated in the He family. Now that He Jimin empathizes with him, when he sees He Yuanzhuo and Wang Chunli, his experience becomes more vivid.

The original owner, He Jimin, was really miserable when he was young, and He Guoqi basically ignored him. Even if Wang Chunli beat and scolded Yuan, He Guoqi would at most just talk about it, and he really couldn't see it. The original owner grew up under the coercion of these girls.

The original owner grew up in this kind of family environment, yet his core can be so kind.

Ji Min, maybe the person who named him hoped that when he grows up, he can save the world and save people, and show mercy to the world.

Good people are born of suffering.

He Jimin saw that He Yuanzhuo's eyes were lost, so he knew that He Yuanzhuo's vigor was completely gone.

He Jimin was about to go out, and then met Jiang Xiaofei at the door.

"I'll deliver food to Aunt Wang," Jiang Xiaofei said, lowering his head again, and his voice sounded more dull.

"Yuan Zhuo may be emotionally unstable right now, may I help you watch for a while?" He Jimin asked tentatively.

Then Jiang Xiaofei raised his head and said quickly, "No, I'll be quick, I'll leave after feeding, Yuanzhuo won't do anything to me."

He Jimin nodded, and said thoughtfully, "If you have something to do, call someone, and I'll come over."

Jiang Xiaofei blushed, and whispered coquettishly, "Got it."

When the door was closed again, the smile on Jiang Xiaofei's face just now disappeared, and now he just put on a cold face at He Yuanzhuo, "How are you going to play in the future? You just have such a stiff fight with Uncle He."

Only then did He Yuanzhuo raise his head, his eyes lit up, "Xiao Fei, Xiao Fei," He Yuanzhuo wanted to stand up and pull Jiang Xiaofei, "Don't forget you promised me before."

Jiang Xiaofei left the rice on the ground, and took a step back, "I'll be He Jimin's wife soon, and I'm half of the He family, and mine will have nothing to do with you in the future."

"Pretend what happened before," Jiang Xiaofei said before leaving.

For the next three days, He Guoqi ordered that He Yuanzhuo not even deliver any food.

Apart from this matter, He Guoqi kept asking He Jimin one more thing, "When do you plan to marry Jiang Xiaofei?"

When He Jimin saw it, he said, "It's up to you to choose a good day."

He Guoqi laughed after hearing this.

He Jimin's cuteness in front of He Guoqi soon had substantive feedback.

That is, more and more companies were let go by He Guoqi, and the affairs of the He Group that He Jimin had access to were getting closer to the core.

So He Jimin was busy for three months until the end of the new year.

He Guoqi means to get married on May [-]st after the new year.

He Jimin didn't have much opinion on this.

Because of this marriage, he knew that it would not work out. Speaking of which, he calculated that the current progress of the plot in the book has reached the middle and late stages, and now there are fewer and fewer things that can stand in front of him.

If you can go back smoothly.

able to go back—

He Jimin leaned back on his chair and began to turn around. After returning home, he would still do his old job. The dog at home should still be waiting for him to go home, and everything would return to normal.

But from now on, everyone in the He family is preparing for next year's wedding.

Jiang Xiaofei now has the treatment of the He family's daughter-in-law in advance in the He family.

He Jimin has been busy with family affairs and company business recently.

And because he knew that He Jimin was getting married soon, there were fewer people around who wanted to hang out with him.

So He Jimin would stay at the company for a few days, and there were many other companies besides Tianhua. In the rest of the time, He Jimin would fly around the map and talk about business.

It wasn't until Nian Gen'er that He Jimin returned to his house in province B.

He wants to spend the year here.

He Jimin got off the plane, followed by Wen En, and Wen En was still driving, so He Jimin propped his chin and looked out the window. When he saw a roadside store, He Jimin called to stop.

"What's wrong?" Wen En asked while parking the car.

"That bar, go in and have a look," said He Jimin, the bar he was in for the first time when he passed the message.

Wen En wanted to ask, but in the end he followed the instructions to stop the car.

He Jimin went in by himself. He didn't come in half a year, and the inside was redecorated. "I don't know if it's still there," He Jimin went in according to his memory. The cubicle was now converted into a small private room. He Jimin cast his eyes down, let out a sigh, and said, "It's a pity."

"What's a pity?" Then someone from behind followed up with this sentence.

He Jimin heard the voice familiar, and turned around to find that it was Amin, the owner of the previous tattoo shop.

But it turns out that Amin's yellow hair and green dregs have grown, hanging limply from the top of his head, and now even the color has turned black.

If it weren't for the tattoos all over his body, he would look more like a high school student if he only looked at his face.

"Why isn't the store open?" He Jimin asked as he watched Amin wrap a stack of white cloths from inside again.

"From now on, this job will be taken care of by someone else, so it can only be done by one person," said Amin. The pile of bags was a bit heavy, and he couldn't stand firmly when he walked to He Jimin's side.

He Jimin raised his hand to pay.

"How much does that person pay you to take care of your work?" He Jimin asked curiously.

A Min also smiled and said, "The rest of his life."

"Amin, are you ready?" A thin man standing at the door said at this time.

He Jimin looked up when he heard the voice.

Amin glanced down, then smiled back at him, "It will be fine soon."

He Jimin could see the relationship between the two, but he said the sentence just now, "It's a pity" again.

"I wanted you to make a ring for me at first," He Jimin finished regretting himself, and then said, "That man looks reliable, so live well in the future."

Amin nodded, but when he walked to the thin man's side, he said a few words to the man, and then turned back.

He Jimin looked at Amin who turned back again and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Amin smiled at him, "I discussed it with him and decided to make your last order."

After Wen En parked the car, when he entered the bar and found He Jimin, he saw that he was lying flat on the table, chatting with a black-haired boy.

And Wen En is also familiar with the things that the little brother is holding.

"Director He?" Wen En wanted to ask.

Then he watched the black-haired brother shush himself, and then said, "The guest asked for it."

"It is said to add a bell and wear a nipple ring."

Amin's skills were not bad, but He Jimin didn't respond much.

When I put on my clothes and sat up, I listened to Amin's explanation, "Pay attention when you go back, and try not to wear clothes that are too close-fitting..."

Amin explained the precautions carefully, and He Jimin nodded and listened.

Finally, I heard Amin say, "This little silver bell is made of pure material, and there should be no inflammation on the wound. This is my phone number." Amin reached out and handed over a business card, "I don't mind helping you repair it if there is any problem."

"Also," A Min suddenly showed his white teeth to He Jimin, "This bell is quite small, why did you think of hanging it here?"

He Jimin thought for a while before saying,

"Someone said, this thing can't be thrown away."