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

Wen En was driving ahead, and couldn't help but asked, "Why did you think of doing this?"

"I don't know, maybe it was just a whim," He Jimin said.

For the rest of the time, He Jimin went to Tianhua Technology, and now he spends much less time in Tianhua than before. The first thing He Jimin did when he entered the office was to take off his coat. , so I feel a little uncomfortable now, so I asked Wen En to pick out a few long-sleeved, loose and soft gowns.

He Jimin waited for the anesthetic to wear off, and the place just now felt a little hot and tingling.

It wasn't until I changed it that I felt more comfortable on my body.

"What's Mr. Xing doing recently?" He Jimin casually asked Wen En beside him.

"It's nothing, it's business," Wen En hesitated, "You haven't read the contract from my family that was sent last time."

Wen En reached out and put the contract on the table.

"The kid is from Thailand," He Jimin asked after looking at the contract.

Wen En didn't answer the question at first, but he sighed when he realized it, "You know all about it."

I heard that Xing Zhuo recently——

Support people.

Wen En was busy pouring tea at the moment, so he didn't guess what He Jimin was thinking, and said to himself, "Recently, there are many people around Xing Zhuo, and he is a child. They all say that they are busy with the little beauty on vacation recently," Wen En said. En started talking now, and suddenly there was more information about Xing Zhuo.

Then he went on to say, "I heard that it happened two or three months ago. I thought you didn't usually come to Province B so I didn't know about it. Now it's spread all over Province B, saying that the cycads in Province B are now blooming."

He Jimin stretched out his hand that wanted to serve tea, and hummed.

Wen En looked at He Jimin's face and weighed it up, "I've seen the photo before. It has big eyes and dark skin. Anyone who sees it says it looks good, and I want to see what they say."

Wen En wanted to say more, but when he saw the expression on He Jimin's face, he suddenly stopped talking.

After thinking about it, I suddenly became speechless.

Wen En was consciously careless. Director He had everything going well before, which made him less vigilant to the outside world. When he was piercing the ring just now, he wondered, when did Director He like to play with this? Xing Zhuo's.

The first sentence when I came back was to ask about Master Xing's situation.

Shouldn't it be!

It was only when Wen En thought of this that he realized that he had done more to die just now.

Afterwards, He Jimin said, "Get a picture, let me see."

How beautiful are Thai children?

Wen En's efficiency is very fast, and Wen En saw the electronic version that Wen En printed out after a cup of tea.

The child's eyes are indeed quite big, and his skin color is completely different from his own.

He was wearing a white mandarin jacket with a stand-up collar, revealing a youthful forearm.

"Okay, you go out," He Jimin sent Wen En away, and he pinched the mirror again to take a look at his face.

A photo, a mirror.

The last two things were discarded, I touched the cigarette by myself, and started to look at the ceiling.

A soft sigh came out of his mouth, "Sure enough,"

"I'm old."

He Jimin called back Wen En who had been kicked out just now, "Wen En, there is something you must do seriously."

Wen En looked at the serious expression on He Jimin's face now, and he was doing construction in his heart, swallowed his saliva and agreed with a determined face, "You say."

"Help me find some good men's skin care products," He Jimin said.

Wen En:? ? ?

After the end of the year, He Jimin has been flying all over the country and abroad, but Wen En found that the most obvious change in Director He is that his skin has improved!

After consulting colleagues in several departments, they all said that Director He looked younger, and it would not be an exaggeration to call him a college student if he changed his body.

Now everyone knows that the eldest son of He's family is going to get married, and as the wedding is approaching, while others are envious, only the bride-to-be is dissatisfied.

Jiang Xiaofei now has a sad face every day, and he has no energy to look at the cabinet full of high-end wedding dresses.

The eyes of the best friend standing next to her were almost sour, and she reached out to hug those wedding dresses, "Xiao Fei, are you really Versailles Bensai? Such a cabinet, even if I take out just one, it is enough for me to buy four or five." It’s a Chanel bag, what are you still not satisfied with?”

"I care about He Jimin. It's been more than half a year. I just work and I don't even have time to come back to see me. Now He Guoqi is getting more and more confused. Now I can hardly even speak clearly. I just guarded by myself. What's the use of the wedding dress in this room," Jiang Xiaofei saw himself in the mirror, and then complained to his best friend, "Are you saying I'm not good-looking?"

"It's so beautiful!" My best friend said loudly.

"I've been the belle of the school since kindergarten, and those rich kids in elementary school started chasing me. I only picked He Yuan when I was in college——He Jimin, why didn't he look at me when I got here? It was pretty good before. , "Jiang Xiaofei leaned on the big soft bed with his knees hugged.

The best friend watched Jiang Xiaofei talking and saying these few words, and she didn't bother to comfort her, so she just took a cup of small cake from the small table and slapped Jiang Xiaofei in the face, "Okay, eat some of your favorite black coffee cake, No matter how busy He Jimin is outside, Uncle He said the word of getting married, besides, when he celebrates his birthday, he will be in front of so many people, your future daughter-in-law is a sure thing."

Jiang Xiaofei stretched out his hand to push the cake, frowned and said, "Keep it away, I can't smell it now—"

Jiang Xiaofei said, suddenly got up from the bed, covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom.

The best friend let out a hey, and saw the black cake fell on the bed, "Xiao Fei, what's the matter with you, look at this bed—"

Before the best friend finished complaining, she followed her into the bathroom as if she was thinking about something.

When she went there, she saw that Jiang Xiaofei was clutching his chest and retching, his neck was red.

My best friend is not sure now, so she tentatively asked, "You and He Jimin have already—"

Jiang Xiaofei wiped his mouth after rinsing his mouth with cold water and said, "It's because I don't have one, I'm in a hurry now."

At this time, He Jimin was on the plane to Thailand.

As for why he went to Thailand, He Jimin couldn't tell.

When I went out, I specially found a Thai customer to talk about business.

Wen En bit his pen on the side. The first time he met Director He, he decided to go abroad first, and now he is expanding his business locally.

And the one I was looking for was a little-known small company.

What's weird is that Director He's negotiation enthusiasm is surprisingly high.

As a result, when they arrived in Bangkok, they directly provided the highest standard reception.

A rambutan was stuffed in Wen En's hand, watching He Jimin look around, and then asked the translator after listening to He Jimin, "Is Shinawatra your son?"

Shinawatra, Vin understands.

The child that Mr. Xing took care of was called Shinawatra.

He Jimin didn't step out until he finally asked the situation clearly.

Of course, he also talked about the cooperation in the future. After getting out of other people's company, he started his own business.

start smoking.

"He's a child of a good family, and he didn't suffer from Master Xing," He Jimin said to himself.

Wen En doesn't dare to answer now, after all, he is considered a rival in love now, right?

Forget it?Forget it?

Then if you want to make an opinion, first open a mouth and suggest that Director He withdraw the list.

Director He should hope that he said so, right?

Wen En kept looking at He Jimin's back, and finally caught up with him and said, "Director He, if you feel uncomfortable, I'll go over and cancel the list."

He Jimin turned his head back and looked at Wen En with a "what are you doing?" expression.

"It's all over, why are you withdrawing it?"

Wen En looked at He Jimin carefully, trying to read some real emotions from those emotional eyes.

But in the end it was fruitless, so he asked discouragedly, "You just care about this kid in Thailand."

He originally wanted to say that he just cared about Mr. Xing, but he changed his mouth when he finally spoke.

Changed to Thai children.

Holding a cigarette, He Jimin said with a smile, "The boy is a good boy, and Mr. Xing is not a bad person. If the two of them get together, it would be great if they were both happy. In addition, this business was originally intended to find a The situation is similar, the conditions are suitable, so it’s good.”

He Jimin returned to the country the next day, and then heard the news that Miss Jiang's family had been crying all day and night at He's house.

When Jiang Xiaofei cried, he provoked He Guoqi.

So the first thing after returning to China, He Jimin was called home by He Guoqi.

When they arrived at the door, the members of the He family stood outside the door in a large circle, nodding and laughing at He Jimin.

He Jimin was used to it, and when he entered the door, he saw He Guoqi being pushed. Because of the stroke last time, his head was still bent to one side.

He Jimin took He Guoqi's wheelchair and began to push him into the house.

"Dad, it's windy outside, so don't come out," He Jimin pushed him into the room, but put him in the wind.

"Don't just know about work, look at Xiaofei when you come back when you have nothing to do." He Guoqi speaks very slowly now, and he always drooles and swallows his voice when he talks too much, so he has to listen to a sentence several times, and then ponder over the meaning. In order to fully understand his meaning.

But He Jimin doesn't care much about what He Guoqi wants to say now.

"Dad," He Jimin got up and walked in front of He Guoqi again, and asked, "My mother was pretty good back then, how could you not like her?"

He Guoqi's neck moved, because he was a little emotional, as if he didn't expect that He Jimin would ask him this question now, but in the end he hesitated and said nothing.

He Jimin stood at He Guoqi's feet and asked, "Then when my mother was trapped in the sea of ​​fire, you were on the second floor, right?"

He Guoqi stared suddenly, wanting to scold He Jimin, but his voice was all in his throat, and the voice that came out could not be heard clearly.

He Jimin had already seen it when he passed by the flower bed in the backyard of the villa.

When the original owner's mother was trapped in the garden, the person standing on the second floor was He Guoqi.

How much He Guoqi wanted her to die.

He Jimin thought this way when he substituted the scene at that time.

In He Jimin's impression, that woman has always been gentle.

It's time to ask this question, so He Jimin pushed He Guoqi to the yard behind the villa, pointed to the barren yard and said, "People say that there is resentment in this place, so in the past, all kinds of Nothing will survive."

He Jimin pushed He Guoqi around the garden, and finally let go in the middle of the garden, "Dad, you can bask in the sun this afternoon, the sun is good today, I won't let anyone casually disturb you. "

He Jimin ordered people not to lean in here, and took a last look at He Guoqi who was in the middle of the courtyard, his thin back was crooked in the entire desolate courtyard, and he went up the stairs by himself.

Jiang Xiaofei was just in time to come down from the stairs, and she was wearing the clothes that the bride would wear when meeting and toasting. When she went downstairs and saw He Jimin, she smiled and hid upstairs, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Xiaofei pulled his best friend forward to block him, "We're getting married soon, logically we can't meet yet."

He Jimin let out an oh, turned around and left.

Jiang Xiaofei didn't dare to put on airs, so he let out a sigh, and then showed his face, "Don't go yet."

Jiang Xiaofei's best friend wanted to help out with a few words at first, but when he saw He Jimin who turned his head, his eyes straightened.

Her family background is not as good as Jiang Xiaofei's, but she gritted her teeth and spent a few million to get into the same circle with Jiang Xiaofei. She also knows that Jiang Xiaofei has a good life since she was a child, and now she is married to someone who wants money and good looks Yan's.

but!

This color is too amazing!

The best friend can only open her mouth in envy now, "Yeah, Xiao Fei misses you a lot these days."

She said this sourly.

"It's only a week," Jiang Xiaofei said, "We'll be real husband and wife in another week."

But this time her best friend didn't say anything.

"That's right, isn't there still a week left?" He Jimin was standing at the bottom of the stairs smiling at her.

After He Jimin finished speaking, he raised his foot and wanted to leave, but Jiang Xiaofei, who was on the other side, came down the stairs within two steps.

She put her arms around He Jimin's waist and acted like a baby, "It's the older generation who say that we can't meet each other. If you think it's not good, we can meet every day until we get married."

He Jimin took Jiang Xiaofei's hand off his body, "What the older generation said is really inappropriate."

After speaking, He Jimin left.

Leaving Jiang Xiaofei alone in a daze.

What do you mean?

Is the old saying inappropriate?

Jiang Xiaofei had a bad premonition in her heart, so she talked about it with her girlfriend all afternoon, "Zichen, you are my best girlfriend, what do you mean he is still talking about it now?"

Zichen stared at her hand, was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Don't worry, he might just be joking, maybe he just saw you nervous."

Zichen replied perfunctorily, finally stared at the cake stain on the bed for a while, and said, "Just wait."

Recently, He Jimin often holds a book in his hand, writing and drawing on it.

In the evening, he went back to his house in province C by himself, calculated from the date in the book, marked the nodes on it one by one, drew a long line, and clicked a string of numbers at the end.

05011200

He Jimin bit his pen, and when he lay down on the table, his heart suddenly thumped.

The sound of "Dingling" was not very crisp because of the clothes.

He Jimin stretched out his hand and touched it up.

The swelling on his head has only disappeared recently, and He Jimin can always feel its existence during the few days he slept at night, just like being dazed.

Xing Zhuo has been quiet recently.

As long as Wen En doesn't take the initiative to ask, about Xing Zhuo's current developments, he will

Not at all.

He Jimin stopped the pen in his hand, turned on the display screen, and originally wanted to sign a few contracts online, but he didn't know if it was because the days in the book were coming to an end, so he changed hands and opened WeChat.

When he found Wen En, it was a head portrait of a cartoon pig, and He Jimin "patted it".

Wen En then replied at the speed of light.

- I'm here, Mr. He.

Just as he finished typing on the computer, He Jimin's cell phone rang.

But He Jimin hung up without answering.

Finally, I posted back to him on WeChat on the computer.

- Wechat chat is fine, no big deal.

After a long while, He Jimin sent over.

- What has Xing Zhuo been doing recently?

Or just after He Jimin finished asking this question, the other end began to throw pictures + text expressions.

He Jimin looked at Wen En's amazing professional ability, and the news didn't stop.

The timeline starts from the time when He Jimin finished asking the last time, and ends when He Jimin asks again now.

The combination of pictures and texts is very clean.

And the time is still running backwards, so He Jimin can just go backwards from the last one.

In short, in the past few days, Xing Zhuo took the child flying around the world, and the child finally went to a local noble school.

Judging from the assets of the company where He Jimin went to the child's parents last time, this school has raised more than one level for him.

In other words, these are all thanks to Xing Zhuo.

Later, it was this kid who made the local news.

The message Wen En sent was also mixed with a piece of local news. Although it was written in Thai, Wen En still thoughtfully marked the translation below.

It roughly means that this child is a child prodigy with a very high IQ, and has won many awards and so on.

There is also a photo of Xing Zhuo and the little boy standing at the gate of the school.

In the photo, Xing Zhuo's complexion was darker than before, and his face was still expressionless, but this time he didn't have anything on his hands, and he even leaned slightly to the side of Shinawatra who was smiling brightly.

When He Jimin pulled the dialog to the top, what he saw was the latest news.

Xing Zhuo also returned home.

It took a long time before He Jimin replied to Wen En.

- Well done, go to bed early.

In the end, He Jimin felt that the bet he placed on Xing Zhuo at the beginning became a burden on him in the end.

As long as I think about it now, my heart is full of panic.

The drowsiness brewing just now was mostly diluted by the news just now.

Waiting for He Jimin to close the WeChat login on the computer, a stranger suddenly asked for a friend.

The avatar is a little girl who looks like a selfie.

He Jimin wanted to click on it and ignore it because it was a young lady who had a good night's sleep, but after clicking on it, there was still a line of small characters on it.

-Jiang Xiaofei is now pregnant.

- but the child is not yours.