Accidentally made abusive texts into a tyrant

The Maybach rides the dust, driving from the spacious road that is the symbol of the city to the intricate alleys.

There are people coming and going on the trail, there are electric cars parked casually on the side of the road, there are grandpas and aunts who come out to stroll the street, and sometimes ghosts come out to play with children from time to time.

Fortunately, the driver has been driving for many years and has good driving skills. The speed of the car did not decrease along the way, but there were no accidents.

President Huo rubbed his brows, Xiaoxie woke up, opened his eyes and saw the car parked in front of a dilapidated and gloomy old residential building, he couldn't help wondering.

"Where is this...Old Cheng, why did you stop here? Are you passing by?"

In the rearview mirror, the driver looked a little embarrassed.

Ji Xianyu lowered his eyes and said, "Here, I live here."

"..."

President Huo looked at him wordlessly for five seconds.

Immediately, pupils trembled: "You live here?!"

His face was full of disbelief, as if in his utopia, such old and dilapidated buildings should not exist.

Where do you want to live...

Ji Xianyu's gaze was like that of a little rabbit wandering the streets, and he said in a low mood, "Well, the location is remote, but the house price is cheap."

Seeing him so cute and pitiful, President Huo suddenly couldn't bear it.

He doesn't think he's despising him, does he?

Mr. Huo cleared his throat, straightened his dark blue tie, and said in that lofty tone: "You don't have to feel inferior—this kind of place... except for a little noisy, outdated facilities, and a little remoteness, it's actually nothing. I won't look down on you."

"..."

Ji Xianyu said "hmm", and took one of the two copies of the contract, ready to get off the car.

When the car door was opened, a big and powerful palm appeared out of the corner of the eye.

It was Huo Feihan who reached out his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, and his thin lips parted lightly: "Remind me, you don't have to go to work in the future, because from now on, your time only belongs to Myself."

"..."

Evil capitalists.

"Pleasant to work with."

"Ah."

Watching the out-of-fit luxury car go all the way, Ji Xianyu heaved a sigh of relief, and then began to slowly resume.

He didn't expect the change in the plot to be so serious, but fortunately, he reacted quickly, and Shunpo just finished the scene.

So... Dozens of chapters that would have been forced to be stalked by scumbags and threatened by the overlord, were shortened by one day and completed?

Ji Xianyu was also sensitive to the fact that even the scumbag Huo Feihan's character design seemed a little different.

……

He vaguely understood that perhaps at the time of his awakening, the plot of the original work had begun to undergo subtle changes due to the turbulent waves unfolding through the Butterfly Effect.

They come, the security.

After getting off the car at the door, he didn't go directly upstairs, stood still, found a bank nearby and walked over.

Seeing the two bank transfer messages appearing one after another in the mobile phone text messages, Ji Xianyu's three-figure savings once approached six figures.He thought, if it wasn't for the world of this nonsensical novel, he would be arrested by the police for questioning in the next second.

Standing in front of the ATM, Ji Xianyu thought for a while, then returned all the money that President Huo had transferred to his account, and transferred the banknotes that had just slammed into his face.

After the end, white snow began to float in the sky, Ji Xianyu had no choice but to wait for the snow to stop in the independent business hall.

He took out the contract and saw Huo Feihan's mobile phone number, home address, company address, communication method, and WeChat on the last page.

Seeing the home address, Ji Xianyu twitched the corner of his mouth, it was enough to write the company address, why did he write the home address.

And it's not just one... After browsing the entire A4 paper, half of it is estimated to be President Huo's home.

Ji Xianyu took the initiative to add WeChat, filled in his name in the verification message, and there was also the question of money.

-[Ji Xianyu.Thank you for the money, but the monthly contract salary you gave me is enough for me to pay back the money, so don't give me more money, it will make me a burden. ]

In fact, Ji Xianyu would certainly not choose to return it if he could, because money is really important to him after all.But he still has to hide his personality in front of Slag Gong...

The verification message passed quickly, Ji Xianyu was a little surprised, and then saw the message sent by the other party.

-[Um. ]

Then there is no text.

"..."

Maybe he felt bored while waiting, so he would glance at the time on the phone screen from time to time, and after looking at it for a while, he suddenly clicked on WeChat and looked at his new friends among the few contacts.

The profile picture of the new friend is a photo of a cat sitting on the beach, facing the wind, watching the sunset.

Ji Xianyu didn't need to change the notes for him, because the friend's name was his own name, Huo Feihan.

After hesitating for a while, he clicked on the other party's circle of friends with some subtle thoughts.

"..."

"..."

The next second, he silently exited, and after a few seconds, he couldn't help but click on it, zoom in on the photo, and confirm that it was Huo Feihan.

Why, it's a little different from the script...

I saw President Huo, who was "perverted, violent and black-bellied", and his personality signature was: Calm and naturally cool.

As for the circle of friends, 360 has been posting for five days, and the content of each circle of friends will never repeat - it is a photo of him learning new skills.

Just like yesterday, the man’s finger bones were slender and smooth, but he was holding two knitting needles and knitting a crooked scarf; the day before yesterday, the man was wearing an apron, vividly outlining his superior and tall figure, but he was learning how to make a man-han feast; The day before yesterday, a man put on a nice windbreaker, sat in front of a sea view room, and painted a beautiful oil painting...

After reading for a while, there are those who sing, learn Chinese opera, play Go and so on.

"..."

Indeed, he is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Unknowingly, after casually reading President Huo's circle of friends, the snow was no longer falling in the sky. After Ji Xianyu tidied up her clothes, she hurried home and prepared to rest.

Although he leaves early and returns late every day, Ji Xianyu really hasn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.

As soon as he got home, he lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep, unaware that on the other side of the city, there was a person thinking about life in an ultra-luxury villa.

The secretary wiped off his cold sweat. This was already the thousandth time the president knocked on the desk.

Before he could continue counting, the president stopped. He picked up his phone again, but found that among all the work-related text messages, he did not see a message from his new friend named "Fish".

Huo Fei stood up from the sofa in a huff. The secretary was startled, and the eyes of the two converged. The secretary thought he had done something wrong, and asked frightenedly, "Boss... I, my contract should not be written wrong, right?" ?”

"……No."

The secretary was nervous: "Then you are... what's wrong, you've been staring at your phone since you came back." You have to hold your phone even when you go to the bathroom to take a shower.

After he said this, President Huo came back to his senses, what he was doing just now.

Yes, what is he doing?

He glanced at the screen of his mobile phone and realized, was he just waiting for someone's news.

Well, it should be.

After all, it's a future partner... who knows that the other party is so indifferent, and doesn't even reply to an emoji.

After finishing the work at hand, President Huo immediately appeared in the private studio in a dusty manner.

Half an hour later, the circle of friends was updated.

[No new skills learned today]

Matching picture: [A sketch of the figure's back]

The circle of friends jingled, and many red dots appeared.

-Mommy: What is Xiaohan drawing? Is it a boy?

-Jiang Ruike: Ah, what day is it today, Lao Huo, you don’t learn how to fix light bulbs? !

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