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Lin Xiang was sent to a drug rehabilitation institution by Wei Ziyang. Compared with the drug rehabilitation center, the environment here is many times better, but for Lin Xiang, it is no different from going to jail.

"Ziyang, let me go out, okay? Let's go home to detoxify. I promise I won't touch that thing again." Lin Xiang begged.

"Drug rehab at home, do you know how much willpower is needed for drug rehab at home? Do you have this willpower?" Wei Ziyang admired himself so much. He obviously didn't want to have anything to do with Lin Xiang, but he still unconsciously managed it. His business has almost become a habit.

"Aren't you in charge of me? It will be fine, I promise! Please, I really don't want to stay here."

"I don't want to care about you at all. You can detoxify here with peace of mind. You can live here and eat well. Isn't it better than at home?"

"You lock me up like a psychopath?"

"This is a medical facility, not a mental hospital."

"What's the difference!" Seeing his refusal, Lin Xiang immediately made a 180-degree turn, glaring at Wei Ziyang fiercely, "Wei Ziyang, you really want to kill me, don't you? Let these doctors know what to do every day." What kind of medicine do I take! Do you think I will die!"

"If I wanted you to die, you would have died a hundred and eighty times already, so why should I poison you?"

"You locked me here just to kill me!"

Wei Ziyang's face darkened: "Lin Xiang, have you forgotten what happened to your parents?"

Lin Xiang's lips twitched, and he said stiffly, "So what?"

Wei Ziyang's eyes were full of hatred and pain: "They died because of drugs, and you still touch this kind of thing, are you worthy of them?"

Lin Xiang was most annoyed that he used his parents to educate him: "Stop talking to me, what does my parents have to do with you, please stop pretending to be a filial son in front of me."

"Let me ask you, Lin Xiang, where did your drugs come from?"

"Given by someone else, you take care of it? Did you switch to anti-drug?"

"Isn't there a restriction on your going to entertainment venues? Where did you get it?" Wei Ziyang always thought it was weird, although on the surface, it's not unusual for a person like Lin Xiang to be addicted to drugs , but Wei Ziyang smelled a hint of conspiracy.

Lin Xiang was even more angry: "If you don't let me go to the entertainment venue, I can't go there? Wei Ziyang, do you think you can reach the sky?"

Wei Ziyang rolled his eyes: "Well, if you tell me where you got it, or who gave it to you, I will allow you to go home and detox."

"Really?" Lin Xiang looked at Wei Ziyang suspiciously.

Wei Ziyang swore: "Of course it's true."

So Lin Xiang was crazy and stupid, if Wei Ziyang wrote a bad check casually, he would believe it, and Wei Ziyang had the final say on whether he could go out or not, and there was nothing that could influence him.

But Lin Xiang looked embarrassed: "Actually, I don't know him either. He said his name is A Jin. Once I was driven out of a chess and card room and I was depressed. He came over and asked me if I wanted to have a good time. Later Once I became addicted, I kept buying from him, it was very cheap.”

"Very cheap?"

"Later, I asked someone about the price of this item, and the price he sold to me was less than half of the market price."

Wei Ziyang really couldn't stand him: "Lin Xiang, did you grow up? You don't need to think about it, is there something weird about it? Why do people sell it to you so cheaply? Is it because you are handsome or not? An extra leg?"

"Then can't they treat me as a brother?" Lin Xiang muttered.

"What ability do you have to make people treat you as a brother?"

"Oh, it's all right, don't talk too much! Hurry up, let's go through the discharge procedures, and let's go home."

Wei Ziyang got up and patted him on the shoulder: "You didn't tell me who gave you the drugs after all, so you just stay here obediently and detoxify with peace of mind. I will often send you some clothes and fruits. "

Lin Xiang was furious: "Wei Ziyang, how dare you play tricks on me!"

Wei Ziyang didn't leave him anymore, and ran to tell the nurse to take good care of this man.

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If there is a storm in Ji Yuanxi's office, he is the eye of the storm.

At the door of the office, several young secretaries stood in the doorway tremblingly. One of the girls touched a large box of tissues, and took out one by one, crying like pear blossoms and rain.

When Assistant Gu came back from work, he saw them gathered in a pile, and couldn't help criticizing: "You guys don't work hard, what are you doing standing here?"

The girl cried even louder: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Assistant Gu had a headache: "What's wrong?"

Another secretary also sighed: "Mr. Ji lost his temper again. Xiao Zhao happened to go in to deliver the documents. Didn't he hit the muzzle of the gun?"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo This is this document I didn't make, I just gave it away, if it's not done well, blame me for what I'm doing," Xiao Zhao whimpered.

"Mr. Ji lost his temper? Why? Because Mr. Ji's business went wrong again?"

"Where, what can go wrong? Our Ji Zong is involved, what else can't be solved?"

"Then why is he losing his temper?"

"Who knows?"

Assistant Gu looked at the girl who was crying out of breath: "Don't cry, how can a person not be wronged in the workplace? Go to the bathroom and wash your face, come back and work hard, let's go, what are you doing here?" , are you all too busy?"

Everyone dispersed one after another and began to busy themselves with the matter at hand. After all, if they quit this kind of talk, they could only talk about it verbally. Hemu’s high salary is not comparable to any place, not to mention the position of secretary to the president. Do it, some people grab their heads.

Assistant Gu looked at the document in his hand, adjusted his mood, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Ji Yuanxi's voice didn't sound very friendly.

In fact, Assistant Gu didn't dare to face Ji Yuanxi's anger directly, but she had to do her job, so she mustered up the courage to knock on the door and enter.

"President Ji, please approve these documents."

Ji Yuanxi's face was dark and gloomy, as if the whole world owed him that face, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.He flipped through the first document casually, signed his name, and then flipped through the second document, his brows furrowed, and he fell to the ground with a crash: "Tell him to come over and see me!"

"He" is naturally another unlucky ghost who drafted this document.

Assistant Gu mourned in his heart, and picked up the documents scattered on the ground.

She looked at Ji Yuanxi, and couldn't bear it: "Mr. Ji, if you are tired, go back and have a rest."

"Tired? I'm not tired! I'm in good spirits!" Ji Yuanxi stared with bloodshot eyes.

"But you're like this..."

"What's wrong with me!" Ji Yuanxi roared, startling Assistant Gu, and hurriedly left the office.

One by one, they are all annoying!

Ji Yuanxi was furious.

At this moment, his cell phone rang, and when he picked it up, he yelled angrily, "Hello!"

There was silence on the other side, and a cool voice came: "President Ji."

Hearing this voice, Ji Yuanxi became even angrier: "Xiao Yuan! Don't bother me if you have nothing to do!"

"There is a very important matter." Xiao Yuan said flatly, "Xie Shaoqing has escaped."