The old attack of Mr. Si's family is on the hot search again today

When Jiang Yan came to his lounge, he saw Li Ji and Li Yinan sitting in it: "Why are you here?"

"Holiday." Li Yinan said, "By the way, come here for a drink."

"I heard that the boss is missing, is it true?" Li Ji plucked the guitar boredly. He was dressed coolly, showing the toned muscles on his arms.

"Who did you listen to?" Jiang Yan sat on the chair and prepared to put on makeup.

"The store manager." Li Yinan frowned, "The store manager can't sit still, I'm afraid this place will close soon, are you really not coming to Xinghan?"

Jiang Yan turned his head and glanced at him: "President Si asked you to come?"

Li Ji laughed dryly: "Well, he is our boss now."

Jiang Yan said lazily: "I'm still your creditor, and you don't necessarily want to curry favor with me."

"Money can turn ghosts around?" Li Ji smiled innocently, "Brother Jiang, we can make three cobblers together when you come."

Li Yinan looked at them and straightened his casual shirts again: "No, no matter how I look at it, it should be a think tank."

Li Ji looked at him, Li Yinan was tall and thin, and he looked alike, but he still retorted forcefully: "A think tank doesn't like leeks, I strongly oppose it!"

"That wouldn't be you either. You stick out your tongue when you eat chili, more like Erha."

"Then you are a poisonous snake."

"Venomous snakes are not vegetarian."

Jiang Yan had no intention of persuading the fight at all, and turned his head to put on the jewelry. After a while, Li Ji and the others came together after their quarrel.

Li Ji: "Brother Jiang, have you watched your song? It has already exceeded 300 million! There are also many wonderful cover songs hahaha."

Li Yinan: "Would you like to upload a few more songs?"

"I've seen it." Jiang Yan leaned on the chair, his expression unchanged, "The higher you climb, the harder you fall."

Li Ji vaguely knew what happened to Jiang Yan before, so he said in a low voice, "Well, isn't President Si escorting you?"

Jiang Yan looked into his eyes and frowned: "I'm not someone to him, what if he suddenly finds it troublesome?" Moreover, once his affairs get into trouble, it will be bigger.

Li Ji was silent for a while racking his brains, and suddenly blurted out: "Then you let him be interested in you?"

"..." Jiang Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, "The flood in your mind hasn't been cleared yet? See clearly that we are all men."

Li Ji coughed and smiled awkwardly. He seemed to have been brainwashed by the brainwashing bag outside. Recently, he heard a lot of melons in Xinghan. Fortunately, his image was rough and no one liked it.

Li Yinan also persuaded: "In fact, as long as your value is large enough, you can be a qualified cash cow."

Jiang Yan agrees with this sentence, the managers of a big company should prefer valuable things.

And now he is worthless unless he proves himself.

Jiang Yan was so annoyed that he sent Li Ji and the two away. This night, his home game was until eleven o'clock. When he walked out of the bar, he was stopped by someone. He took a closer look at Police Officer He.

Seeing that it was him, Jiang Yan already knew it in his heart.

He was taken back by Police Officer He for questioning. Officer He sat down with a notebook: "Gu Cheng died the day before you called the police. We found his body in the suburban forest."

"Are you still in charge of this kind of case?"

"I was borrowed before."

Jiang Yan thought what a coincidence, he thought for a while and asked, "What about Si Ying, did you find her?"

"You told me before that she came to your house late at night." Officer He looked at him. "We found that she died that night. You were at home that night?"

Jiang Yan was silent for a moment, he didn't expect that even Si Ying died: "I have evidence, Si Congning was with me that night, Si Ying just sat at my house for a while."

"President Si? What is he doing at your house so late?" Police Officer He asked again without emotion.

"Friend..." Jiang Yan said with some difficulty, "Because it's raining to stay overnight."

"En." Police officer He didn't know if he believed it or not. He wrote down his statement and went out again, as if he wanted to pass Si Congning over.

Jiang Yan looked at the desk lamp in the small room and stood up irritably. He thought that Gu Cheng was the only one who had an accident. He didn't think that both of them died, were they killed by vendetta or because of something...?

Officer He came back after a long time, looked at him, and said something very meaningful: "It seems that you and President Si are very close."

Jiang Yan smiled: "So-so."

"He gave us the recording of you in the room, and you can go."

"..." Jiang Yan couldn't believe it for a while, "You mean our recording?" There seemed to be a lot of weird dialogues that night. No wonder Officer He looked at him strangely.

"Yes, President Si carries a recording pen with him, and he will send it to the mailbox regularly. The mailbox is a close friend of his. If something happens to him, he will call the police." Officer He opened the door, "Go out."

Jiang Yan walked a few steps and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Is the person who killed Si Ying and the others a high-speed rail serial murderer?"

Officer He didn't disclose any information, just looked at him with a smile: "This is not something you should know, I have no comment."

Nothing could be pried out of Police Officer He's mouth, so Jiang Yan had no choice but to go out, and saw Si Congning standing there standing out of the crowd in a suit.

"Let's go." Si Congning said a word and turned around to leave.

Jiang Yan also knew that the police station was not the place to talk, so he followed. When he got outside, Si Congning raised his chin to signal him to get in the car. Jiang Yan thought about it and sat in.

It was the first time for him to sit in such a high-end car, and it was indeed more comfortable than an ordinary car, and it also had a fresh fragrance.

The driver, Lao Zhao, started the car without Si Congning's instructions. Jiang Yan glanced at the direction of his house. He looked at the person sitting beside him: "You carry a recording pen with you?"

Si Congning said flatly: "Since I was kidnapped seven years ago, I have carried it with me. I realize that evidence is very important, and so is safety."

"Indeed." Jiang Yan also felt the same way, especially for someone like the Si family.

The car soon arrived at his house, Jiang Yan opened the door next time, how did he know that Si Congning would also open the door and get off the car, the corner of Jiang Yan's mouth twitched: "Are you still going back?"

"The bar is no longer open, you really don't want to come to Xinghan?" Si Congning stared at him and pressed him step by step, "And I even bought your song back for twice the price."

Jiang Yan was silent, with his hands in his pockets, expressionless.

Si Congning continued to lobby: "You might as well fulfill my selfishness, and I still believe in your potential."

Jiang Yan looked at him with a difficult expression: "You also know my black history, and there is actually no benefit in letting me go to your company, and I can only sing, and you may cause trouble for nothing at that time."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Si Congning, who was well dressed, turned around and walked up the dark stairs.

The company also chose to abandon him when he was hacked, maliciously speculated, and surrounded by the entire Internet.

Because there is no value.

It will also be a drag on the company.

Even if the prisoner's death had nothing to do with him, it is still conclusive to say that the white ones have turned into black ones after being smashed by the navy.

Even his family looked at him in the same way, full of suspicion and fear.

That's why he moved several times and lost contact with everyone before.

Jiang Yan walked to the door of the house and looked back. There was no one. He had already said that. Si Conning should not catch up again. Jiang Yan opened the door and closed it again after being silent for a while.

He threw the key on the coffee table and stared at the key for a long time, Si Congning bought his song back.

Jiang Yan scratched his hair and was a little irritable, and secretly hated Si Congning for buying his song back, as if telling him that he could have a little fantasy about him, as if he was tempting him.

Jiang Yan was annoyed, when he heard a knock on the door suddenly, he roared without turning his head: "Not at home!"

"The rent collector has raised the price."

"??!!"what the hell?It was clearly the voice of your old man, President Si, Jiang Yan turned around and strode out, and opened the door forcefully, "What do you want to do?"

Si Congning was very calm, and said bluntly: "I was thinking that if you don't accept the three visits to the thatched cottage, then I will burn the piano, cook the crane and burn the house, so that your life will be very difficult."

"I don't have a crane." Jiang Yan couldn't bear to drag him in, "Even if you buy this place, I can rent a house outside."

"Then I'll buy it again." Si Congning said calmly.

"You really deserve a beating." Jiang Yan gritted his molars, "And this is a loss for you, not for me."

"Actually, you are at a loss and have no fixed place to live." Si Congning analyzed to him, "Sooner or later, these old buildings will be demolished to build a commercial area. I just invested in advance."

"You are sick! It will take 18 years to build a commercial district!" Jiang Yan felt that Si Congning's logic was very problematic, but he seemed to be particularly afraid of this weird logic, because the Si family didn't owe him anything, and Si Congning What Congning did made him feel that he owed the other party.

But obviously he seems to be the one being oppressed, but... Damn, what's going on? !

Seeing his troubled appearance, Si Congning took a few steps to look at his room, and changed the topic: "You know this feeling too, if it wasn't for you, I would have died a long time ago."

"And I really owe you." Si Congning turned around and looked at him, his dark eyes fixed on him, "It's not that the Si family owes you, you should have saved me twice, during the mudslide Once, once in the abandoned warehouse."

At that time, he also hit his head and was in a coma for several months. After waking up, he was even in a daze for a while. Fortunately, his friend helped him transfer him to another hospital, otherwise he might have died in the hospital.

Jiang Yan also stared at him closely, and confronted him for a long time: "I did it voluntarily, and I didn't want to ask you for anything."

"I hope you ask me for it." Si Congning continued.

Jiang Yan frowned, why did the words become more and more ambiguous... He raised his hand and said, "Can you make some sense?"

"You are too stubborn." Si Congning put down the black briefcase he was carrying all the time, and took out a document from it, "Stop talking nonsense, come and sign, I don't want to buy so many buildings in advance."

"...Aren't you buying and selling by force?" Jiang Yan felt that he was being forced to go berserk. He pressed his temple, and he really had a headache.

"Just treat it as a part-time job with me?" Si Congning shook out the document and showed it to him, "It's in triplicate."

"Three copies?" Jiang Yan couldn't help but be puzzled. Usually there are two copies. How can there be three copies?

"One copy is mine. I am the middleman and I will lease you to the company." Si Congning said again, "If you don't want to stay in Xinghan in the future, all copyrights will be returned to you."

"..." It sounded a little tempting, Jiang Yan looked down at the document.

He is not stubborn.

Maybe he has some shadows, afraid of encountering the situation of betrayal again.

Si Congning looked at him and seemed to understand what he was thinking: "It's okay to take another risk, anyway, you are poor and worthless."

Jiang Yan thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Actually, you want to say that the person who abandons me is not worth it? I happen to think so too."

His whole life seems to be not very good, abandoned by his biological parents, rejected by his adoptive parents, kept away by his friends, everyone is leaving him.

Damn, it's really unlucky to think about it.

Si Conning took out a pen and handed it to him: "You're right, it's really not worth it."

Jiang Yan held the pen and looked into his eyes again. At this moment, he seemed to understand that Si Congning's situation and thoughts might be the same as his, but Si Congning was probably luckier than him.

No, Jiang Yan looked at his expensive suit with complicated expression, Si Congning should be much luckier than him.

Contrast hurts.

"Sign it." Si Congning was still urging him, like an eager matchmaker.

Jiang Yan's hand holding the pen stopped shaking, and even the corners of his eyes twitched. He signed it before asking, "You really don't have any other thoughts?"

Si Congning packed up the documents and looked up at him, showing his capital face again: "Of course not, it's also because you can make money, and I have never missed my investment."

"..." Jiang Yan suddenly felt very careless, and the sympathy just disappeared in an instant, "Do you really dare to say that you are not afraid that I will cause trouble on purpose?"

"It's a pity that you like your own song." Si Congning said firmly. He lifted his briefcase and turned his face away, "Remember to come to the company to report tomorrow, and I will ask Secretary Song to pick you up."

"...Goodbye." This time it was Jiang Yan's turn to call the boss out ruthlessly.

Si Congning also nodded and left, becoming very straightforward.

After Si Congning left, Jiang Yan slumped down on the sofa, propped his knees, touched his forehead and suddenly smiled, a little weirdly.

Damn it, the result is still the same, he is not willing to live an ordinary life, he still has a lot of things to do, and he doesn't want to stay in this dark corner.

There is also the matter of being confessed by countless people, which made him die with regret.

He has missed it for many years.

Jiang Yan put down his hands and raised his head, his eyes were darkened, yes, how could he sleep if he didn't get rid of this grievance.

The author has something to say: Thank you readers Mingyu and Aquanfang for their nutrient solution~