The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

John didn't ask a doctor like a doctor, but chatted with him like a friend.

Han Yi pondered for a while and said, "Recently, I've always dreamed about...an old friend, someone I don't like very much."

After telling John about the symptoms, John thought for a while and said, "You hate him? But you often dream about and miss him. Is it proving that your subconscious wants to return to him?"

"How is it possible?" Han Yi frowned, "I don't want to see him again in my life."

John smiled and said: "Mr. Han, don't get excited. In fact, people will deceive themselves. It seems that some people's psychological thinking is often opposite to what they do. Maybe you subconsciously want to get closer Somebody's."

Before Han Yi denied it, John played a piece of music for him and said, "Let me enter your sleep, Mr. Han."

After a while, Han Yi really fell asleep on the sofa. John smiled when he saw him, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number in City B. The person on the other end of the phone was obviously a little upset, and his tone was not very good.

John didn't care, but said in a relaxed tone: "Han Yi has come to me."

Song Hou didn't seem surprised, instead he sneered and said, "I know he will come to you."

"You know why?"

"John, John, you have been in China for so long, don't you know that there is an old saying in China called Fuxianqianli?"

Song Hou leaned back lazily and said, "Why do you think I left others alone to find you? Because you are the best psychiatrist in city A, and Han Yi has always been a cautious person. He found himself I always think of going to see a doctor, and I won't let Zhou Yunshen arrange it, because he... has a guilty conscience."

"Oh," John suddenly realized, "what should I do now? Continue with the previous one?"

"The lamb delivered to your door, you have to serve him well."

Just as Song Jiangcheng pushed the door and entered, Song Hou hung up the phone, Song Jiangcheng said with a gloomy face, "It's Han Yi again?"

Song Hou remained silent, Song Jiangcheng sat opposite him and said coldly: "Zhou Yunshen is not the little thug who used to be under our house, don't go to City A anymore."

"I'm not a child anymore."

Song Hou said in a deep voice, "I have something I want to do."

"What you want to do is compete with others and steal men?"

Song Jiangcheng's complexion is very bad. It's no secret that Song Hou is playing with men. Basically, everyone in City B knows it. He only thinks that he is playing for fun.He only has one son, and he will always marry a woman of the right family to start a family, but he never thought that one day Song Hou would be so crazy that he would try his best to fight for Han Yi!

"I'm already showing you the marriage, and the marriage will be finalized within this year."

Song Jiangcheng looked at Song Hou coldly and said, "You know what kind of wife I'm going to choose for you. You'd better stay in City B obediently for me, otherwise I won't care about you even if you die outside!"

Song Hou's temperament is very similar to Song Jiangcheng. When his eyes are cold, he looks at people and his heart is cold. At this time, he looked at Song Jiangcheng with a provocative face: "I remember you told me that the things I like I'm going to fight for it. But now Zhou Yunshen, he has taken away what I like."

He stood up, looked down at Song Jiangcheng and said, "I have to kill him!"

"Rebel!"

Song Jiangcheng got up and raised his hand, and a slap fell on Song Hou's face.

"If I had known you would go crazy over him today, I should have killed him in the first place!"

Song Hou smiled and said lazily: "It's useless," he said softly, "I've grown up, and I've fallen in love with him. Dad," he called him, "Actually, I didn't know much about him at first." I like Han Yi, but now I like him more and more. I even feel that if I don't get him, life will become meaningless."

Song Jiangcheng was so angry that his eyes darkened and he almost fainted, but Song Hou walked out slowly on crutches, and his voice fell, "Don't even try to kill Han Yi, my man, don't allow others to touch him!"

After Song Hou left, Song Jiangcheng's confidant came in and said, "Why do you have to get angry with the eldest son?"

Uncle Chen said: "It's good that the eldest son has a fighting heart, that Han Yi, just find someone to kill him."

A trace of killing intent flashed in Song Jiangcheng's eyes, "If I knew that he could make such troubles, you don't need to say that I would kill him! After many years of raising him, I have raised a wolf!"

"Go and arrange for someone to kill Han Yi, and then contact the Chi family, saying that after the third girl from the Chi family comes back, Marquis Song will treat her to a meal."

"Yes," Uncle Chen said, "The third girl from the Chi family will arrive in City B in three days, and she will just trip over the Eldest Young Master's foot. After Han Yi dies, the Eldest Young Master's heart will calm down after a while."

"Humph."

Song Jiangcheng snorted coldly: "Little bastard, what do you want to talk about with me? A man? Han Yi? Are you worthy?"

He whispered something to Uncle Chen again, and after Uncle Chen went out, he went straight to the outskirts of the city.

John asked Han Yi to come three times a week, and Han Yi also felt that it had some effect, at least he didn't think about Song Hou all the time.He faintly felt that this situation was very strange, but the heavy work afterwards left him with little time to think about these things.

At this time, the gift Zhou Yunshen gave him also arrived in front of him.

It was after dinner that Han Jingyun rushed Zhou Yunshen upstairs to do his homework, and Zhou took out a document when he circled him to watch TV on the sofa.

It is the name of a company that catches the eye.

Yunyi Media.

"Yunyi Media?"

"Are you going to start a company?"

Han Yi was surprised and said, "Yun... also?"

The rich and powerful Zhou said: "Yes, the company was opened for you."

He held the document in front of Han Yi and said, "Don't you love your work? Then come to my company, I only praise you as an artist."

Han Yi: "..."

"Yun Shen, stop making trouble."

Han Yi rubbed his forehead and said, "I know you want to make me happy, but there are many ways to make me happy, so you don't need to send me a company."

Zhou Yunshen said that he wanted to start a company and only praise him, but in fact he gave the company to him.Not to mention that the gift was too big, even he didn't want it.A man should always have his own career.

Zhou Yunshen has known him for so many years and is a close lover. How could he not know what Han Yi was thinking?

He put down the document, held his face in his hands, made Han Yi's gaze meet his, and said, "But I just want to give it to you. Don't worry, I will sign other artists. It won't make money, aren't you Do you want me to give up this path and follow the right path?"

His voice was soft, "But we always have to support our family, so we have to make Yun Yi earn money quickly, so I can quit as soon as possible."