After the sick top was forced to marry

Lin Zijin was thinking about how to put his little star into a certain project, when he was suddenly accused, he frowned slightly: "What?"

"Lin, I just like you," the voice of the person on the other side was a little hurried, "You can't destroy my job, I fought for it with the company with great difficulty, but now you let me only go back to Korea, why? "

The other party's signal was not very good, and after a long conversation, he finally realized who the person on the other end of the phone was, and immediately turned cold: "You don't want to go back to Korea, what's the use of messing with me?"

King was silent for a while, then whispered: "Didn't you tell the company that accepted us?"

"I'm not that free," Lin Zijin said coldly, "whether you die or not is none of my business?"

"Lin, you can't be so cruel."

King's voice was a little bit more gnashing of teeth: "Obviously it was you back then..."

"My year? Do you still have the nerve to mention the year?"

Lin Zijin didn't take him seriously before, but now he laughed angrily after hearing the accusation: "Shall I help you recall what happened back then?"

"I......"

When telling the story to Pei Ming, Lin Zijin didn't finish what happened afterwards.

After King ran out of the warehouse in a panic, he didn't tell anyone. It wasn't until the brother who lived in the same dormitory with Lin Zijin realized that the two of them had been out for too long, so he hurried out to find someone.

Fortunately, his injuries were not serious, he was just frightened, but he was locked up in a dark environment for too long, and when his brother helped him out, he still didn't dare to open his eyes, and his whole body was trembling like chaff.

Shen Sui was still an impulsive child back then, and couldn't swallow this breath, so he immediately went to argue with the company and asked them to hand over King.

But with the help of Lin Zijin, King is no longer the poor little guy who faced elimination every day at the end of the crane, and has turned into the company's new cash cow, so naturally he refuses.

Several people were weak in South Korea, and finally had no choice but to return to the country early.

"It still has to be you," Lin Zijin's voice was full of sarcasm, "While saying he likes me, he wants to rape/rape me, and he is not responsible for the attempted rape, so now he's blaming me and saying that I don't accept your love? Why are you doing this? Are you confident? Did I tell you all the good and bad things?"

"Forest."

Lin Zijin pinched the center of his brows, and the familiar feeling of nausea resurfaced again: "Don't call me."

"I don't understand what you're talking about," King said hurriedly, "There is a misunderstanding between us, but we can communicate."

Lin Zijin sneered: "Aren't you fluent in Chinese, don't come here, if you want to get out, get out."

"You can't destroy my job!"

"Then you can ruin my life?"

Lin Zijin was completely moved by what he said, and his voice suddenly raised a tone.And almost as soon as he got emotional, his chest began to tingle faintly.

The doctor had told him not to be angry when he had just finished the operation, otherwise his fragile heart would not be able to bear it after the operation.

He took a deep breath slowly, trying to calm down the heart that was beating madly against his chest, and said to the phone word by word: "I don't want to see you again in this life, as far as you can go."

King on the phone was still calling his name, but Lin Zijin didn't want to hear what he had to say, so he hung up the phone.

The people in the group opened half of the meeting and found that the boss had disappeared. They were puzzled and brainstormed, swiping the screen for more than a hundred messages.

Lin Zijin returned to the meeting with his forehead full of lawsuits: "Are you in a good mood?"

The substantive coldness in his tone has been transmitted through the receiver, which made those employees who were excited about gossiping immediately restrain themselves, and obediently changed the topic and returned to work.

Lin Zijin was absent-minded throughout the second half, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after the meeting was over. He subconsciously went to touch the medicine, but when he stretched his hand halfway, he realized that the medicine could not be taken now, so he retracted his hand again.

bother.

He put his hands on his knees, lowered his head slightly, thinking about what King said on the phone just now, and suddenly realized a problem——

Why would he say he made him lose his job?

At that private banquet before, it seemed that the relationship between this small boy group and the big boss in China was good, why did they suddenly say that they lost their jobs?

Lin Zijin rested his forehead and thought for a while, then pulled out the boss's phone number from the address book and dialed it.

I don't know which luxurious place the boss is in, the background sound is very noisy, and when he answered the phone, his voice was also drunk, and it sounded like he had drunk too much.

Lin Zijin was not in the mood to be courteous to him, so he cut to the chase after reporting on his home, "Mr. Cheng, did you invite some Korean idols to the banquet last time?"

Originally, Cheng Zong's voice was drunk, but when he heard the words "Korean Idol", he was half sober, and laughed dryly: "I have...cough, the cooperation has been terminated, Mr. Lin, don't worry, I promise Your business will definitely follow..."

"Promise me?"

Lin Zijin keenly sensed something was wrong: "Wait, what does it have to do with me?"

"Huh? Does it have nothing to do with you?"

Mr. Cheng was also very surprised: "It wasn't Mr. Lin, you asked Mr. Lu to come and talk to me? I thought it was..."

President Xiao Lu.

Lin Zijin narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly understood what was going on.

"Then I know," his voice was flat, without any emotion, "it's all trouble."

Mr. Cheng was courteous again, to the effect that Mr. Lu came to the door at that time, saying that one of the Korean artists he invited had a relationship with his lover, and his character was also very poor. He didn't want to see such a situation. People with corrupt moral character appear on the domestic stage to fish for the money of the Chinese people, which euphemistically hints at how Cheng Zong should choose.

Mr. Cheng is of course a sensible person. Not only did he persuade one King to leave, but even the others who came with him didn't give a good face, so they packed them up and sent them away.

"Boss Lin, look at this..."

Mr. Cheng said both inside and outside that he planned to build a relationship: "As long as you two have a word, I will guarantee that the service will be in place."

"That's still free."

Lin Zijin sighed: "I'm sorry, I'll treat you to dinner another day."

He hung up the phone at the other party's sincere gratitude to Dedry, and leaned on the sofa with the tip of his tongue against his back molars, thinking for a while, and suddenly remembered what Pei Ming said in the car that day.

It seems that he did say that he didn't want this bastard to collect money in the country.

Gee.

Lin Zijin frowned, he didn't expect that the plot of the idol drama he criticized before would happen to him.

He flicked his cell phone, originally planning to call Pei Ming, but after hesitating for a while, he still didn't make the call.

Pei Ming said before that he would not lie to himself again.

It is better to use this incident to see if the child has a long memory.

Pei Ming has been busy with his own company affairs for the past few days, so he didn't expect to be missed by others.

The vest he was wearing was completely gone, and he finally had no excuse to come out to fish. He was dragged back by his uncle to sign the contract that had been accumulated for several weeks. After the regular meeting, he had no time to eat all day long. You can see the person you like when you go home" This idea is struggling to support him through the day.

When he opened the door, Li Kui was lying on the small cabinet opposite the door and looking down at him, his blue eyes were full of resentment.

Seeing it like this, Pei Ming couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and scratched its chin: "Where's your master?"

Li Kui rubbed the back of his hand coquettishly, jumped off the cabinet, and circled his legs.

"What's the matter?" Pei Ming asked, "Is there anything you can ask me for? Why are you so attentive?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the person he was thinking of coming out of the kitchen and lazily leaning against the wall: "Don't pay attention to it, I broke a cup in the afternoon, so I won't feed it today."

Li Kui seemed to understand what he was talking about, and immediately stopped trying to flatter Pei Ming, gave him a vicious "ha" several times, then slipped back to his den with his fluffy tail and sulked.

Pei Ming curled up his lips, took off his coat and put it on the hanger, turned around and hugged Lin Zijin into his arms: "Brother Lin, I miss you."

Lin Zijin pushed him: "Okay, let go and eat."

Although he can cook, he can't play tricks like Pei Ming. He simply made two dishes, and he was only responsible for eating enough, not eating well.

But Pei Ming didn't seem to be picky at all. Instead, he was very happy, and he kept dangling after him while he was serving the meal, like a big clingy dog.

"There's only so much space in the kitchen, don't get so close to me, it's too crowded."

Lin Zijin was still thinking about asking Pei Ming a question, so he was a little nervous for no reason: "Go out and sit."

"I do not want."

Pei Ming wore formal clothes when he went out to work, and only took off his coat when he returned home. He was still wearing a white shirt, and insisted on sticking with him: "I miss you so much today."

"What do you want me to do?" Lin Zijin said, "Pei Ming, do the math yourself. If you go to the company 24 hours a day, it will be less than eight hours. If you don't know, you may think that we haven't seen each other for eight days."

Pei Ming glanced at him with some grievances, and whispered, "Look, you just don't like me enough, and you don't miss you half as much as I do."

"Hmm, I don't like it."

Lin Zijin stuffed the dish into his hand and asked him to put it on the table: "Find a house and move out after eating, don't wrong yourself."

"I do not want."

As soon as Pei Ming heard the words "move out", he immediately became vigilant, and served him food honestly: "You are not allowed to drive me away, we have agreed."

"Who talked to you?"

Lin Zijin glanced at him, and raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile: "I haven't talked about what happened last time."

Pei Ming moved his lips, and when he was about to speak, he heard him whisper: "I just mentioned this, let me ask you."

Hearing this tone, the visitor was not kind.

Pei Ming licked his lips subconsciously: "You ask."

"Mr. Lu," Lin Zijin said, "Have you been hiding something from me recently?"

The author has something to say:

In fact, it’s because you are too insecure that you need to repeatedly test whether the other party loves you or not, but it’s okay, anyway, Xiao Pei stands by Brother Lin unconditionally_(:з)∠)_