salt by salt

Yin Wenjun's head is dyed golden, with a little powder on the tip of his hair.The color is very vivid, but fortunately, that face is still clear and handsome, and the hair color can barely be suppressed, but it is not like an adult, but like a rebellious boy clubbing.

Seeing me raising his eyebrows, he pointed to his own head: "I talked about a kid who was studying hairdressing. He insisted on dyeing it for me, and said it would be more tender. I'm only a few years older than him, so he dared to think I'm old. Youth is invincible."

"Kid? How young?"

"I became an adult last month, and I booked a venue for his birthday in Dongcheng."

He poured me wine, and I covered the mouth of the glass with one hand, signaling not to drink.When Yin Wenjun withdrew his hand, the ring finger of his left hand flashed slightly, which was a silver circle.

He didn't hide it, squinted his eyes and said: "Marriage agreement, it's agreed in advance that she will play hers and I will play mine. It's a pity that you didn't come when we got married. I still want to ask you to be the best man. Seeing everyone sitting below It's all up to no good, and it's very interesting."

I didn't comment, Yin Wenjun sat next to me, reached out and patted my shoulder.I glanced at him and joked with a smile: "I heard that your father has been doing well in the past few years. He is only in his 50s. If he continues with this momentum, he will still show his strength. Have you considered going back to be a filial son and grandson?"

"No." Yin Wenjun waved his hand, "Apart from us illegitimate children and illegitimate daughters, there are two young masters at home. They are doing well now, why should I fight for my leisure?"

I smiled: "You're right."

Yin Wenjun patted me on the shoulder again, and sighed deeply——Given that he was still wearing such an unconventional hair color, this sigh suddenly seemed very funny.

I didn't laugh, because what he said next was not humorous: "Junyan, I advise you not to fight this way, it's so boring. Look, it's only been a while since you came back, and all the ups and downs have come to me, wave after wave. A wave of people asked me to introduce you. It's not easy to be a sweet pastry. Everyone wants to catch you and bite you. I think you are so small that you can't stand the group of people gobbling you up."

Yin Wenjun paused, "Besides, Yang Chen is not easy to mess with. Of course, I know you are not afraid of a big tree, but a strong dragon can't overwhelm a snake. The Yang family's background is stable. This is the capital, and the Song family's roots are in the northwest... "

I hummed, peeled an orange, and carefully tore off the white meridian on the orange petal.He stopped with helplessness on his face: "I'm making a long speech here, but it's good for you, you also gave me some fruit."

"I'm afraid your mouth will dry out, so I'll moisten your lips." I handed it to him, "Boss Yin, you are not a good person. There is such a branch in Dulin all over the country. How come there are oranges in the fruit plate to make up for it? This thing eats too much." If it gets angry, it’s very cheap.”

Yin Wenjun's delicate face was distorted by anger, and he gritted his teeth while chewing on the orange petals: "You can control it, I'm happy."

"I'm happy too."

That's it for this topic.I tossed an orange and missed it, and the orange fruit rolled all over the ground.

Song Cheng and Yang Chen faced each other, releasing the news that the dispute was caused by me.There is no impenetrable wall in the world, some things of the year were not completely concealed, and Song Cheng gave me Mingde Media so generously, in the eyes of outsiders, I and he are already firmly bound.

Those who moved after hearing the news were either opportunists or Yang Chen's opponent, trying to find ways to let me get on the boat of Songcheng.

Even if it is a chicken, once it is served on a high-class table, it is a chicken that only needs to be served carefully.

What's more, although the Xu family once collapsed internally, it has been gaining momentum recently, and I seem to be able to get a piece of it, which has attracted many people to move around.

During this period of time, all kinds of people were waiting in front of me to flatter me, one by one Mr. Xu, who clearly disdained it in their hearts and tried to find out my likes and dislikes.Go back and tell Song Cheng at the dining table, he rolled his eyes with a smile, and said that it’s just as long as you feel happy.

Even though I, a useless CEO, is diligent in showing up at the company, Song Cheng stays at home longer than me, which sets off my utter prudence.He said that he is working from home, so I can rest assured that there will be a table full of steaming meals waiting for me when I come back from get off work.

I said that I wouldn't go there either. What's the point of working from [-] to [-]? Anyway, with Ye Zhifan around, the company can't collapse.

Hearing my aggressive tone, Song Cheng asked, "Is there something Ye Zhifan has done that you are dissatisfied with?"

To be honest, I have to say a word of admiration for Ye Zhifan's work ability, there is no room for dissatisfaction.However, his behavior of dismissing me was just following the instructions. I looked at Song Cheng's expression, opened my mouth, and couldn't speak.

Song Cheng still maintained a posture of listening patiently. He had deep brows, and a pair of deep amber eyes shone like honey.Seeing that I was speechless, he stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of my lips lightly, and said in a low voice with a smile on his face: "Junyan, you are so interesting."

Song Cheng's attitude towards me is like that of a woman, obedient, even spoiled; however, when he comes to certain places, such as the bed, or the conflict between him and Yang Chen, he no longer hides his tough attitude, and insists on I am obedient.

I was limited by my physical condition, and my energy was pitifully low, so I barely managed to spend a little time in the places I should deal with, pretending to be a normal person, and most of the rest of the time I was in a daze, probably no different from a puppet.I can't think of anything interesting that makes Song Cheng hold on to it.

He was quite talkative that day, and he was willing to tell me what was in his heart, even though I didn't really want to hear it: "Junyan, you don't know how cute you look. You don't dare to resist in such a daze, and you are so obedient. The first time I saw you...wasn't the same at all."

As Song Cheng spoke, the smile on his face slowly faded, revealing a rare bit of bewilderment. At this moment, he finally looked like a young man in his early 20s.

The reason we met for the first time was that Song Cheng hit someone in the bathroom, and I casually struck up a conversation.He looked sad, and I couldn't help but say, "It means that people shouldn't meddle in their own business."

This is exactly where I am not smart. I could live in peace by pretending not to understand, but this hit Song Cheng's nerve.

He suddenly became expressionless, and stroked my neck back and forth with his palm, which was a hint between us.Although Song Cheng wouldn't move a single finger of mine, he still tortured me in many obscene and obscene ways, making me sob in joy, begging for mercy without self-esteem and incoherently.

I knew I had made a slip of the tongue, so I stood up silently and wanted to go to the bedroom, but he grabbed my wrist: "It's right here, okay?"

The lights in the restaurant were so bright that I closed my eyes.

Opening his eyes again, Yin Wenjun's smile greeted his eyes: "I've been distracted for so long, what are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing." I rubbed between my brows and glanced at my watch, "It's time to go back."

He pretended to be surprised: "It's not until five o'clock in the afternoon, and the control is so strict? My wife is not so strict."

I shrugged my shoulders angrily, the driver Songcheng sent to pick me up respectfully came in and urged me several times, Yin Wenjun just pretended that the other party didn't exist.He sent me to the car, suddenly slapped his head, turned around and told the manager a few words, I didn't hear the details, only heard a sentence telling the driver to put it in the trunk.

I didn't know until I got back that Yin Wenjun packed two boxes of oranges for me—this man is really careful.

The instruction Lu Jingfan gave me was only one word, wait, wait for the right time.

During the waiting period, I arranged a job for Xu Yucheng in Mingde Media as the deputy manager of finance.

Song Cheng knew that this cousin was one of the few people I was close to. In addition, Xu Yucheng had been disabled for three years and gradually faded out of the business circle.

So after I made the request, he agreed with great dignity, and even said to me: "With Xu Yucheng's ability, he can be a supervisor."

Song Cheng was going out for an appointment at night, and he was putting on his coat when he spoke.I fetched the scarf, Song Cheng bowed his head and let me wrap it around him.He used to be a model, and his figure is tall and straight. This set is calm and handsome, which is especially dazzling.

I smiled: "This position is quite good, don't make it too obvious. When I visited him last time, I felt that he was a little depressed. Finding something to do might restore his spirits. I also want to tell Ye Zhifan, don't let him Being too busy is bad for your health.”

Song Cheng took a deep look at me with a smile: "Thinking so carefully, what if someone doesn't accept your favor?"

He knew there was something in his words, my throat felt dry for a while, and I couldn't think of an answer for a while, so I coughed in desperation.Song Cheng was taken aback, and he didn't care about the question just now, he patted my back repeatedly to smooth my breathing.

I waved my hand, took the warm water from him and moistened my throat: "I'm fine, I just choked, go and do your work, don't delay."

Song Cheng didn't make a sound. I looked up and saw his face was livid. I looked over and saw a few drops of blood on the ground - I didn't realize that I had a nosebleed at all.

He called the doctor for an examination, spoke quickly and calmly, and fixed the ice pack with his other hand.

There was a burst of sourness in my heart, and I whispered: "Don't make a fuss...you will be fine in 10 minutes, and let the doctor go for nothing."

Song Cheng sighed, and said helplessly, "I'll be relieved after checking."

When the doctor rushed over 10 minutes later, the blood still didn't stop, and there was even blood in the mouth that could be spit out.Song Cheng held my wrist tightly, his expression became extremely ugly.

A large group of tissue paper stained with blood was scattered on the ground. I was a little dizzy and fell down uncontrollably.I remembered that I did this once when I was in City S, and I didn't find anything wrong with it.I wanted to tell Song Cheng not to worry, after all his fingers were trembling, it was a bit pitiful.

The last sliver of clear consciousness quickly slipped away, and before I fell into a coma, I was full of annoyed thoughts: I definitely got angry from eating too many oranges.I blame Yin Wenjun, who asked him to give me so much!