Xingchuan

After saying this, the phone hung up.

The director supported the table and rubbed his forehead: "Why did the company recruit you two Buddhas? The business can't be negotiated, and the customers have offended a lot."

Jiang Hao led the people out, his face was so dark that it was about to drip water, "Didn't you say that the phone is yours?"

"It's mine." Ling Yi felt indisputable, "It's indeed mine, you've seen it before."

"Then you mean that he is targeting you?" Jiang Hao brushed his hair, quickly packed up his things and prepared to go, "Have you seen him before? Know him? He lives in Dijing, where did the US time target you?"

Ling Yi stood aside, staring at the carpet without making a sound.

"Forget it, I'm angry when I see you like this, so hurry up and leave."

"I won't go." He was worried that Li's mother would still add fuel to the flames.

"Wonderful idea, you plan to throw such a mess to me?!"

In desperation, he could only follow Jiang Hao to Dijing.Things have come to this point, no matter how messed up, it is better to do your best to keep your job.

When they got there, the security guards in the community had indeed been taught a lesson, so they turned their fire on them and refused to let them in anyway. In the end, they called Li Xingchuan to accommodate them.

Before going upstairs, Jiang Hao sternly instructed: "Don't be like a log again in a while, you should apologize and admit your mistakes."

Ling Yi is neither soft nor hard: "Actually, I have already apologized earlier."

Jiang Hao glared at him, and was furious when he saw his appearance.You say he is useless, indeed, isn't he a useless person who is still working as an assistant at the age of 28?But if you want to say that he is weak, sometimes he is as hard as steel, and he often does amazing things.

You think he is a cotton pillow, but if you really want to insult him, he is airtight, impermeable to poking needles, impermeable to splashing water, no matter how heavy a fist hits him, he will be invisible.

Take the company's sexual harassment incident last month as an example. Facing the design director who was three levels higher than himself, he stood up as the only witness to testify for another intern, and finally forced the boss to call the police and arrest him. The valuable cash cow was sent to prison.

It's really incomprehensible.

After ringing the bell, Ling Yi stood behind Jiang Hao, quietly listening to the approaching footsteps.

Whether he wants to or not, he is going to meet Li Xingchuan face to face.

"Mr. Li, I'm sorry to bother you again." Jiang Hao smiled apologetically and led him into the porch.

No one spoke, only the sound of footsteps turning and returning to the living room.Jiang Hao walked in front, and Ling Yi followed behind with lowered eyes. When he was approaching the center of the living room, there was a sudden ringing in his ears——

He suddenly raised his eyes and saw Li Xingchuan lighting a cigarette.

The flames flickered in the light smoke and white mist, Li Xingchuan's stern and profound face was slightly sideways, and the smoke was biting in his mouth.After putting away the lighter, he seemed to feel Ling Yi's questioning gaze, his deep eyes moved, and he looked at each other through the smoke.

In a hurry, Ling Yi didn't have time to look back, her eyes seemed to be scalded by sparks.

"Where's the phone?" Li Xingchuan cut to the chase, as if he didn't know Ling Yi, speaking completely to a stranger.

Ling Yi put down her handbag, took out the old mobile phone that was almost useless from her jacket pocket, and put it on a marble coffee table.Black stone surface, white mobile phone, dazzlingly distinct.

"yours?"

"Ah."

"how to prove."

What is there to prove this, Ling Yi was slightly stunned, unable to figure out his intention.

The atmosphere in front of him was not right, Jiang Hao made a downward movement of both hands, "Mr. Li, this is really his, and I often see him use it. Besides, this phone is not worth a lot, no matter how bad he is It's not like... you say it is not."

"Ling Yi, hurry up, apologize to Mr. Li, who made you so sloppy and careless all day long."

He pressed Ling Yi's back half-forcibly, and asked him to bow to Li Xingchuan, "From now on, take your brain with you when you go to work, don't always look like you've lost your soul, the company doesn't pay your salary for you to dawdle, to eat Gain wisdom. Look, Mr. Li was delayed for half a day today."

Ling Yi immediately gave in, bent down deeply, and closed her eyes in the dark: "Sorry, I didn't check carefully before I left."

Li Xingchuan put the cigarette on the edge of the ashtray, "I ask you how to prove that the phone is yours."

Ling Yi's back was arched like a stone.

During the brief silence, even Jiang Hao couldn't turn the corner.With the facts clearly in front of his eyes, why is this man surnamed Li so stubborn, insisting that Ling Yi is stealing other people's things.

In the living room, two people were standing and one was sitting, and there was no other sound except for a little rubbing of clothes between movements.

Ling Yi straightened up slowly, without looking at the person on the sofa, "I know the number of this phone, if you still don't believe it, you can try to dial it, it will work."

"Take it away for a few hours, enough for you to memorize the number." Li Xingchuan turned on the screen in front of him, "Anything else?"

"I also know the unlock code."

"how many."

Ling Yi paused for a second, then reported the six-digit number, and the phone was unlocked.

Li Xingchuan closed his deep eyes, and calmly swipe the mobile phone that does not belong to him, "The guess is accurate."

He even said that Ling Yi guessed.

If Jiang Hao still can't see that the person in front of him is deliberately embarrassing, it will be considered that he has lived for more than 20 years in vain.He turned his head and gave Ling Yi a look: "Is there no photo of you in the phone? You can't have prepared this in advance, right? Since Mr. Li is worried, you can dig it out and show him."

Ling Yi's fingertips trembled slightly, and walked slowly.

The two stood and sat one by one, neither looking at the other.Li Xingchuan raised his wrist and threw the phone on the coffee table, "Flip it to me."

Ling Yi squatted down, opened the photo album in front of him, and slid down page by page, every time she slid, she could smell the burning smell of her nerves.

The torment and torture have just begun.

Unlike ordinary young people, his photo albums are not worth seeing, because his life itself is extremely boring.A few photos of delicious food, the neighbor’s puppy, the winter snow scene, everything that is lacklustre.If there is anything special, there are only some snapshots with dim light and unclear appearance.

It was taken secretly when he was nervous while Li Xingchuan was asleep, but Li Xingchuan had seen it before.In the school dormitory, in Li's house, in the simple rental house, there are many Li Xingchuan.Sometimes the two of them were exhausted, obviously too tired to open their eyes, Ling Yi would still endure the aches and pains all over his body, and took out his mobile phone to record Li Xingchuan's appearance.

"stop."

Ling Yi's hand froze, and the picture stayed on the wishing photo of him wearing a paper hat and clasping his hands on his birthday that year, which was taken by Li Xingchuan five years ago.

"Is it you?" Li Xingchuan asked knowingly.

Without raising his head, Ling Yi could feel that there was a sharp and cold gaze firmly fixed on his face.

He nodded slightly: "Yes."

"Not like."

"My hair was longer than it is now."

"I'm talking about demeanor." Li Xingchuan swiped across the page, as if he didn't bother to read it again, "You used to look like an art student."

The implication is that it is not like it now.

Ling Yi forced a smile, "Really."

She should stand up, but her legs don't seem to have any strength at all.Li Xingchuan called him over today, but his intention was already very clear, it was just to humiliate him to his heart's content.

Then just humiliate him, and he doesn't care that much.For a person who has no tiles on the top and no space on the ground, the reality of salary is not as good as the dignity and humiliation.

After a while, Li Xingchuan finally saw enough.Ling Yi thought that he should be satisfied, but unexpectedly, the fingers in front of him suddenly began to click on the photos——

This is……

Ling Yi didn't understand at first, but after a few seconds, he suddenly realized that the photos he selected were all his own, and he planned to delete those photos!

"No!" Ling Yi was shocked, and without thinking about it, he rushed to hold his hand.

After entering the door, the two finally looked at each other, Ling Yi's eyes were full of pleading.

"You are..." Jiang Hao was surprised.

"Don't delete it." Ling Yi's hand suddenly became extremely strong, and Li Xingchuan couldn't move his five fingers, "You have no right to move my photo."

"Your?" Li Xingchuan saved some face for him, leaned over and approached, his words softened, "Do I have the right to delete my own photos?"

Ling Yi's face was pale, but the wound in his right hand was accidentally torn open because of too much force, and dark red blood spots oozed out from under his wrist, which slowly smeared in the stalemate.

He had no choice but to whisper, "Xingchuan, let's talk."

What to talk about?

who knows.

Li Xingchuan was silent for a moment, then brushed his hand away, "Manager Jiang, I want to talk to your employee alone, I don't know if it's convenient."

"It's convenient, of course it's convenient." Jiang Hao pulled Ling Yi up, took out the contract and put it next to his phone. When he left, he leaned into his ear and whispered, "It's not easy for the surname Li, you take care of yourself. The business is successful. , If you can’t do it, forget it, do you understand?”

Even he didn't know what to do at first, and couldn't figure out what this Li guy wanted to do.

There were only the two of them left in the huge apartment, Xiao Shu was probably taken out by Li Wei to play, the living room was surprisingly quiet.

For some reason, Ling Yi's shoulders suddenly relaxed, as if the matter had reached this point, and it couldn't be worse than it is now.He walked over to pick up the phone and put it in his purse.

Li Xingchuan did not stop this time.He picked up the cigarette that was about to burn out, and put it between his lips as if no one else was there.

He had never smoked before, but now he seems very skilled.

"Cough cough, cough cough—" Ling Yi was choked by the smoke, and coughed in a muffled voice. After a while, he called out in a low voice, "Xingchuan."

Li Xingchuan ignored him.

"I was too busy yesterday, so I didn't find a chance to say hello to you." Ling Yi's voice was low and sluggish, "I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for so long, and you haven't changed at all."

His appearance and temper have not changed at all.

"How have you been all these years?"

Li Xingchuan paused with his fingers, and after a few seconds, he extinguished the cigarette, "Thanks to you, it's okay."

"That's good," Ling Yi's voice became lower and lower, "That's good."

"What about you?" Li Xingchuan said indifferently, as if asking casually, "How are you doing?"

Ling Yi held the corner of his mouth and smiled: "You have seen it all, it's nothing bad, neither good nor bad."

"Isn't it bad to help people decorate their houses?"

"Always have to make ends meet."

Who said before that he must go to the Paris Academy of Fine Arts to study in the future and become China's David Hockney.It's as far away as a thing in my previous life.

Li Xingchuan sized him up and picked up the contract on the coffee table.

"You work as a designer in this company?"

"Not a designer, just an assistant."

"What are you doing with that guy surnamed Jiang just now?"

"Ah."

"He's an idiot." Li Xingchuan was always so sharp, he didn't show any sympathy for others.

"Actually, he is not as bad as you think, and he is willing to teach me usually." Ling Yi whispered, "Besides, I don't have high requirements, as long as I am healthy and my family is safe. After all, I have never been able to compare with you."

"I can't compare with you, you are a filial son." Li Xingchuan put down the contract, leaned his back on the sofa, his eyes were completely cold, "How is Auntie?"

"Everything is fine, thank you for remembering."

The topic suddenly couldn't continue here, as if someone's scar was stabbed hard.

Ling Yi was left hanging in the living room, and after being in a dilemma for a while, she said bravely, "If there is nothing to do, I will leave first. The company still has a lot of work. I will draw Xiaoshu's room as soon as possible, and I will get it in two days." Let me show you."

He bent down to get something, but before he touched it, the tool bag on the ground was kicked lightly by a foot, and it slid out a few feet obliquely.

"I don't seem to have agreed to sign the contract yet."

Ling Yi's right hand froze in the air, and when he raised his head, he happened to see Li Xingchuan staring at his gauze-wrapped hand, frowning.

He gritted his teeth and bowed to take back the tool bag, "Xingchuan, public is public, private is private. No matter how much you hate me, at least read my sketch before deciding."

Li Xingchuan didn't seem to hear it, and the hand that held the cigarette fell on the contract, and a few pages of thick white paper were immediately burnt to a small piece.

"Bring me a new one tomorrow." He said coldly.

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