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The next day, Secretary Zhao came to pick him up in person.

Zhuang Jiuxi even took out his only shirt and trousers today, and attended the meeting with the big boss in formal attire to show respect.

Well, respect for paychecks.

He sat in a comfortable limousine and looked out. The scenery around the valley quickly passed by before his eyes. Zhuang Jiu analyzed without blinking his eyes, unwilling to miss every frame of the picture.

Even if you have seen it many times, you will never get tired of this visual enjoyment.

"Xiao Zhuang, you can just call Mr. Shen when you see someone, and answer truthfully what he asks, don't hide or add embellishments." Secretary Zhao told him, paused, and added:

"The main thing is not to superimpose your cleverness, Mr. is different from ordinary people."

This is almost a straightforward reminder of him.

Zhuang Jiuxi nodded, thanked gratefully, and said sincerely: "Don't worry, I don't have extra thoughts. I just want to live broadcast safely for three months, and leave after earning this reward."

His eyes were full of longing for money.

Secretary Zhao: "..."

The man opened his mouth, and wanted to ask a few more words, don't be clever, don't lose your temper and fight against your husband, he likes to break the hard bones and crush other people's three views, but look at the young man who looks like a money fan, he Suddenly found out that it doesn't need to be said.

No matter how you look at it, Zhuang Jiuxi is not the kind of high-minded type that the husband would be interested in.

It should be just asking casually, seeing his appearance and not being interested, let him go back.

Secretary Zhao thought secretly.

Thinking of being taken to the office building and being questioned by the big boss in the cold CEO's office, Zhuang Jiuxi was actually a little nervous.

After all, this is related to his work!

He lowered his head and fiddled with his mobile phone, absently searching for some notes on meeting the big boss. Before he finished reading, he heard a reminder: "It's here."

So fast!

Zhuang Jiuxi walked down and looked at the surrounding landscape gardens in surprise. The passers-by were all dressed casually, but at a glance, many of them were common faces on TV and newspapers. This place seemed to be quite a high-end leisure place. place.

Thinking this way, he glanced into the distance, and saw a few big gilt characters written on the red lacquered plaque:

——Idleman's Villa.

"That's what the owner of the villa asked Mr. to inscribe." Secretary Zhao came over after parking the car.

Zhuang Jiuxi couldn't help imagining a chic image of a leisurely life. Thinking about it this way, Shen Yunqi is still a very leisurely person.

Secretary Zhao: "The owner of the villa asked what the name should be. Sir, he said it should be called the Idleman's Villa. Those who can come on vacation are basically people who are bored."

Zhuang Jiu analyzed: "..." This mocking tone instantly pierced his imaginary image.

"Actually, sir is the one who is the most idle person." Secretary Zhao smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go this way, sir should be fishing by the lake at this time."

Zhuang Jiuxi followed him, also laughed, and said, "I don't know why, after you just said that, I always feel that the big boss doesn't quite match the style of fishing."

Secretary Zhao looked at him meaningfully, "You will understand later."

Zhuang Jiuxi felt that his curiosity had been aroused.

He has heard too many people describe Shen Yunqi, cryptic, disgusting, adoring, and other specious things, but it seems that everyone sees him differently.

What kind of person is he?

They walked through the path in the garden, and saw a clear lake in the distance. The man on the shore was leaning on the deck chair, with his long legs on the stool.

The white casual clothes are loose and messy, wrinkled, holding a fishing rod in one hand, and a cigarette in the other long and slender hand. He occasionally takes a puff. The black chestnut curly hair is scattered around his cheeks with his movements, showing a With a lazy and decadent strange beauty.

At this moment, the fishing rod at hand moved, as if a fish had been hooked.

Zhuang Jiu focused on watching, and subconsciously wanted to remind him. In the next second, he saw that the attendant standing next to the man had already taken the fishing rod, caught the fish, and threw it into the bucket nimbly.

"Sir, you have caught a herring," said the attendant.

Zhuang Jiu analyzed: ...? ? ?

He turned to Secretary Zhao questioningly, and asked silently, why did I see the big boss put his hand on the fishing rod?

Secretary Zhao looked ahead, looked at the nose, nose and mouth, but stepped back slightly, and whispered in his ear: "Don't ask, this is a new service that Mr. proposed to the villa after he came here."

Zhuang Jiu analyzed: "..."

Good guy, these days it’s not only Didi Taxi, but also Didi Fishing!

Is the big boss a little too lazy?

The fish in the bucket jumped twice and stopped moving.

As if resigned to fate.

Shen Yunqi took a dispensable glance, and his hoarse voice carried a hint of disgust: "Why is this fish like your boss, stupid and stupid, can't even jump twice?"

The attendant lowered his head nonchalantly, pretending not to hear.

The big boss obviously didn't have much interest in this fish. He waved his hand and ordered: "Let the kitchen fry the fish well, and send it to your boss as a companion."

Zhuang Jiuxi thought to himself, this is really hurting the family. If Shen Yunqi is not a billionaire worth tens of billions of dollars, he would have been beaten to death hundreds of times just because of his harsh and poisonous tongue.

The big boss seemed to have heard his voice, put out the cigarette in his hand, turned his head and looked over, his gaze skipped over to Secretary Zhao next to him and fixed on the young man, "Little anchor?"

Zhuang Jiuxi was stunned for a moment, and also hesitated...Is this Shen Yunqi?

The appearance of the man in front of him is quite similar to that of Mr. Li Gui, but the difference is that his eyes are a mysterious and noble deep purple. Compared with Brother Gui's gloomy and indifferent, Shen Yunqi's facial features are more mature and gorgeous, with an aggressive beauty. .

You know, beauty is gender-neutral.

Shen Yunqi looks like a standard exotic beauty with purple eyes.

A thought suddenly popped up in Zhuang Jiuxi's mind, with this appearance, even if he was a little mean, it seemed to be tolerated.

He collected himself and called out, "Mr. Shen, hello, I'm Zhuang Jiuxi."

"Come here." Shen Yunqi's purple eyes narrowed slightly, and his inquiring eyes fell on the young man, and he was rarely interested.

Zhuang Jiuxi hesitated for a moment, but walked forward cooperatively.

The man in front of him seemed lazy and didn't make any big moves, but he could smell a very subtle aura of restlessness that could erupt at any time. It felt very dangerous...

Suddenly his cheeks turned cold, and the boy was startled.

The man leaned forward, pinching his cheek with a big cold hand, forcing him to look up, Zhuang Jiuxi instinctively wanted to retreat, but he couldn't move at all under this strong restraint.

Immediately afterwards, an enlarged beauty's face appeared in front of her eyes.

Breathing is within reach.

Zhuang Jiuxi's eyes widened, with some inexplicable nervousness, "Shen, Mr. Shen..."

Secretary Zhao at the side was also startled, and hurried forward a few steps to get ready, for fear that the little anchor would be roughly thrown out like a bracelet of seven treasures.

After all, for a moody big boss, he can do anything absurd.

Shen Yunqi pinched the boy's cheek, turned left and right, his careless movements did not have any erotic meaning at all, as if he was fiddling with and looking at a novelty toy.

He looked at the young boy's pretty face flushed from being pinched, and then let go of his hand, leaned back, and lazily commented: "It's slightly different from you in the photo."

"Ah...?" Zhuang Jiuxi rubbed his cheeks with burning pain, and looked at him in a daze, completely ignorant of the logic.

At this moment, it was Shen Yunqi who chuckled lightly. He turned his head and stared at Zhuang Jiuxi with pupils like purple jewels. There was a strange and unpredictable light in it, but his voice was full of admiration when he spoke. Meaning: "I lived in a ghost house for a month, not only did I not die, but I also gained weight. How interesting do you think?"

He is sincerely complimenting.

But the more this is the case, the more creepy the audience will feel.

Zhuang Jiuxi suddenly realized that his thinking was simple. He thought he was just going through a routine, but now it seems obvious...

The "ghost house" has an extraordinary meaning to Shen Yunqi, and he who can live in it without any accidents must also enter the other party's sight immediately.

At this moment, he felt the danger of being targeted as a prey.

"What are you afraid of?"

Shen Yunqi glanced at the boy's stiff and bewildered appearance, smiled lightly, and said slowly: "I can't live in, and neither can anyone else, now only you can, you don't need to be afraid at all, on the contrary you should be happy. "

He comforted Zhuang Jiuxi gently, and even gave him thoughtful advice: "You can ask me for a lot of money at this time, anyway, you are an only child, and I will definitely agree to any request. Thinking about it this way, don't you feel happier? "

Zhuang Jiuxi looked at him hesitantly, without saying a word: "..."

With a smile on the corner of Shen Yunqi's lips, he encouraged: "If you want to say something, just say it."

Zhuang Jiuxi said honestly: "I feel like you are fishing for law enforcement, which is very dangerous."

Gee.

The boy spoke quite directly.

"You don't have to be afraid, even if I want to do something, it's definitely not aimed at you as a child, there is a big..." Shen Yunxi paused, and changed the word "big monk" as if nothing had happened to increase his persuasiveness, lazily explain:

The master said that as long as you find a man with strong yang energy to live in, you can slowly resolve the grievances inside, that's why you have this job. "

Zhuang Jiuxi looked sincere: "Thank you master, thank you Mr. Shen for giving me this opportunity."

Shen Yunqi continued slowly, "Then what if I want you to stay?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, with a hesitant expression on his face, looking at him vigilantly and hesitantly.

Secretary Zhao's complexion also changed slightly, his eyes kept flickering, and he looked at Zhuang Jiuxi worriedly, but he didn't dare to remind him a word.

He knew that the husband was already interested in this boy.

And this means that if the prey enters the trap made by the poisonous spider's silk, it will never have a chance to escape.

Zhuang Jiuxi... I'm afraid it's more bad luck than good luck.

Shen Yunqi watched the young man's changing expression, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly. He knew that Zhuang Jiuxi was hesitating.

After all, it is clear at a glance that a job with a monthly salary of [-] yuan is more important than one's own life.

But what about adding weight?

"I won't set a time limit for you, but I will pay you 100 million for every month you live here, how about it?"

The man seems to be playing chess, tilting the balance a little bit. He likes to play this kind of game most on weekdays, and today he is even more interested.

After all, compared to the dignified monks and Taoist priests, this young man who can live in a ghost house for as long as a month looks much more interesting.

An interesting person always deserves more attention from him.

As long as the weight is heavy enough, even if you know the danger ahead, even if you are afraid of death, you will definitely agree to it in the end, right?

In Shen Yunqi's mind, he accurately recalled the materials he had read about Zhuang Jiuxi, put down the new weight without haste, and said with a smile:

"How about this, if you can live in it for a full year, every city in the world has a house with your name on it, how about it?"

It only takes one year.

You have persisted in it for a month, and if you persist for another 11 months, you can realize your lifelong wish.

Who can refuse this deal?

Zhuang Jiuxi's pupils shrank immediately, and he agreed without hesitation: "Deal!"

Shen Yunqi raised his eyebrows. The completely unexpected ending made him even lose the joy of tasting the fruits of victory. He just asked the boy in a lack of interest: "Aren't you afraid of dying inside?"

Zhuang Jiuxi said confidently: "I'm afraid of death, so I couldn't stop coming in from the beginning!"

Speaking of this topic, he shyly and excitedly said: "To be honest, Mr. Shen, I wanted to agree when you said 100 million a month. I really didn't expect you to ask such a high price later."

"I used to listen to outsiders saying bad things about you. Now that I think about it, I'm really ashamed."

Shen Yunqi vaguely felt that something was wrong, he rubbed the center of his brows, and asked, "What bad words?"

"Say you're crazy, mentally twisted, etc... Anyway, it's all made up indiscriminately, and it's not worth listening to!" Zhuang Jiuxi said indignantly.

Shen Yunqi corrected with a smile: "These are all true."

"nonsense!"

Zhuang Jiuxi grabbed his wrist, not even caring about his proportions. He said impassionedly: "Those are all fake. How can you slander yourself like this? In my mind, you are clearly a living Bodhisattva!"

"Not only did you give me such a high salary, but you also fulfilled my lifelong wish. What a noble sentiment this is..."

The more he looked at Shen Yunqi in front of him, the more cordial he felt, and finally he couldn't help but suggest: "Mr. Shen, there is no way to repay a great kindness, except to live in it to resolve your grievances, or I will set up a tablet for you Let's enshrine you!"

Shen Yunqi: "..."

The living hell king has done countless evil things in his life, and he is so thick-skinned that he is not ashamed but proud. Only hearing Zhuang Jiuxi's words "living Bodhisattva" made him inexplicably feel seriously insulted.