Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

At the close of the day, Zhoukai’s stock went green all the way, fell below the market, and hit a record low. Black employees resigned in protest, including three young whites and two yellows.

The whereabouts of Simon, the deputy director of the public relations department, is unknown, and the other ministers are busy as spinning tops.

He contacted Zhou Kai and pleaded tiredly: "Mr. Zhou, the current situation is very serious, you can't hide forever, the only way is to come forward and apologize."

Zhou Kai exploded immediately: "Apologize? Why? For this group of niggers? Can they still go to heaven?"

The face of the minister is as miserable as the trend of the company's stock.

Zhou Kai slapped the table and scolded: "These niggers feel that others owe them! I'm not white, I didn't kill their ancestors, I didn't feel sorry for them, who is hindering me by saying that I don't like it in private?"

The minister was sweating profusely and didn't know what to say.

Of course Zhou Kai knows the political correctness in the white world. Even if he dislikes blacks in private, he must never say it publicly.

He had been cautious before, and he didn't step on that line. Who would have thought that this crime would be known to the whole country.

Thinking of this, Zhou Kai's face was prickly, and hot and cold sweat was dripping down his face.

But the more this happened, the more he refused to admit his mistakes, and he couldn't admit his mistakes.

The minister suggested exhaustedly: "If you don't want to come forward, I think you can ask Mr. Shen for help. After all, this matter also involves Mr. Shen. If Mr. Shen is willing to say something good for you, maybe you can divert some public attention... ..."

The minister didn't mention this matter, Zhou Kai really didn't expect that there was something about Shen Changqing in it.

Thinking about it carefully, he felt his head hurt even more, he waved his hand indiscriminately, and said, "Go and contact him."

After observing it over the years, he was very relieved of Shen Changqing, knowing that he had something to say and would not talk nonsense.

The minister contacted Shen Changqing in this way.

In the mind of the minister, Shen Changqing is a young man who is taciturn and has no ideas, and is the dodder flower raised by Zhou Kai.

Therefore, his request for this phone call is very simple: to persuade Shen Changqing to cooperate with him, hold a press conference according to the words he provided, and express his support and understanding for Zhou Kai.

After the call was connected, he saved unnecessary greetings and asked straight to the point: "Mr. Shen, have you seen the video circulating on the Internet?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little hoarse: "Well, I saw it."

The minister thought to himself, as expected, he knew it a long time ago.

"What do you think about this?" he asked.

Shen Changqing asked: "Which one?"

The minister paused, feeling a little strange, but still said softly: "It's the matter of Mr. Zhou's inappropriate behavior. I hope you can help. I have a speech here..."

"Is this important?" Shen Changqing sniffed and asked.

The minister was slightly taken aback.

Shen Changqing worried: "Compared to Mr. Zhou's cheating, another thing is more important."

These words hit the minister's mind, but he didn't intend to discuss this matter with a dodder flower that is not of much use: "Mr. It can be handled, please don't worry."

Shen Changqing's voice hesitated slightly: "Really?"

The minister quickly strengthened: "Don't worry about it."

"When is the press conference?"

"ASAP."

Shen Changqing said obediently: "I will listen to you."

The minister breathed a sigh of relief: "Then Mr. Shen, I will fax you the speech, you should familiarize yourself with it as soon as possible, and I have prepared all the questions that the reporter may ask for you."

After hanging up the phone, Yi Song went to receive the fax.

And Chi Xiaochi, who was regarded as a puppet by everyone, dutifully played a qualified puppet, picked out the clothes to wear, and turned to the bathroom to freshen up.

Under 061's daily healing, his bone injury is recovering well, as long as the wound is not pressed, it will not hurt.

He removed the fixing board with his hands, put it aside, and moved a stool to sit on so as not to slip.

061 couldn't bear to see Chi Xiaochi busying himself, "Ask Yi Song to help wash it."

Yi Song had to scrub his body every day, every time Chi Xiaochi felt extremely uncomfortable, after 10 minutes of washing, it took half an hour to recover, it was very miserable.

Chi Xiaochi turned on the hot water switch, and the hot water in the shower rolled down.

He said to himself: "I will do it myself."

After speaking, he choked on water in his nose.

Every cough is unforgettable.

It wasn't until the chest was injected with energy and the pain gradually subsided that Chi Xiaochi breathed a sigh of relief.

The body is okay, but the hair is too difficult to deal with. Whether it is shampoo or washing, it is considered a difficult movement for Chi Xiaochi now.

Noticing Chi Xiaochi's rare tangled expression, 061 smiled helplessly: "You wash your body first. I'll wash your hair for you."

After the simple cleaning, Chi Xiaochi lay back on the bed according to 061's instructions, closed his eyes and rested.

After all, this body was injured, and it was very weak after taking a bath.

He heard footsteps approaching slowly.The man locked the door, brought back the stool, put down a basin of hot water and a bottle of shampoo, and sat down at the head of the bed.

061 said softly, "Don't move."

Chi Xiaochi really didn't move, letting a wave of energy wrap him up, and sent him to the bedside smoothly, just showing half of his head.

Shen Changqing's hair hasn't been cut for a long time, it feels soft and a little long.

061 gathers the hair together, picks up the prepared comb, combs out the knots little by little, then picks up warm water to moisten the dry ends of the hair little by little.

When 061 rubbed out the shampoo, Chi Xiaochi curled up uncomfortably when his scalp was touched.

061 asked: "Why, does it hurt?"

Chi Xiaochi opened his eyes instinctively, and the face that caught his eyes surprised Chi Xiaochi: "You..."

061 actually smiled at Chi Xiaochi with his original face.

He asked, "It's like you're washing yourself, doesn't it feel better?"

Chi Xiaochi stared at that face and commented: "...it's even weirder."

But let alone that he did not have the usual sense of resistance and disgust.

061 laughed: "Then close your eyes and pretend you can't see."

Chi Xiaochi closed his eyes.

After cutting off his sight, he could more clearly feel the hot water flowing through his hair, and 061's fingers rubbing his hair as lightly as possible, feeling as if he had fallen into an old dream.

He considers himself very lucky these days.

When he was with 061, he could always think of Brother Lou, and of everything he had in that distant happy time.

...just thinking about it is satisfying.

Chi Xiaochi, who hates other people touching his body the most, actually fell asleep during 061's slow and serious massage, and woke up again to the sound of the hair dryer blowing gently.

061 lowered his head and asked, "Are you awake?"

It was good to sleep for a while.

Chi Xiaochi didn't say anything, and 061 didn't continue to ask.

The warm air combined with 061's soft and slender fingers created a drowsy atmosphere, and the abilities of other senses were infinitely magnified. The smell of Yisong's freshly mowed lawn wafted in from the window, and the sun shone on the sheets, drying his limbs. Muscles relax.

One person and one system spent an hour of quiet and safe time.

An hour later, the minister drove outside the villa with his assistant.

At the end of the day, Yi Song and the others had already lost their experience in being harassed. After receiving the call, they opened the iron gate, let the vehicle go straight in, and drove all the way to the front of the villa.

The crime of trespassing on a house is not a small one. The reporters who were stationed did not dare to act rashly. They could only stretch their necks like a goose, holding up the cameras in their hands, expecting to see Zhou Kai's figure.

The minister entered the villa and met Shen Changqing.

With a glance, the minister is very satisfied with Shen Changqing's current state.

He was much thinner than the last time I saw him, his slender waist was clearly outlined by the suit, and the color of his clothes was also low-key, which made his pale complexion even more suitable for a victim who was tortured by overwhelming news image of the reader.

The minister took him into the car and drove straight away from the villa.

This was the first time Chi Xiaochi had left that exquisite cage since he came to this world.

Shen Changqing sat upright, holding the speech script tightly with both hands: "Is this really all right?"

The minister comforted him: "Don't be nervous."

He asked a few more questions that he had prepared. Shen Changqing stumbled on his answers, but they were decent anyway. Although the minister was a little dissatisfied, the matter had come to this point, and there was no more suitable spokesperson than Shen Changqing to save the scene.

And 061 looked at Chi Xiaochi who was so nervous that his ears were red, and said, "You really like this kind of plot."

Chi Xiaochi said: "I hate it, I'm super nervous."

061 laughed out loud.

He couldn't imagine that Chi Xiaochi could perfectly maintain that nervous and cute face when he said such words.

The reporters are all in place, just waiting for Shen Changqing to arrive.

As soon as Shen Changqing took his seat, the spotlight flashed, causing his throat to groan in fright, and he turned his eyes to the minister for help.

The minister also knew that although this Mr. Shen was a model, he had retired for many years and hadn't faced so much media directly for a long time. What's more, the things he had to face were serious, and it was normal for him to be nervous.

The minister pulled the microphone in front of him, cleared his throat, and made a brief speech before the press conference.

No one cared about the bureaucratic articles he said, and soon, it entered the reporter's questioning session that everyone was looking forward to.

This press conference was broadcast live and broadcast simultaneously on the Internet. At the beginning, the number of real-time viewers exceeded 20. When the reporter asked questions, the number soared to about 40.

After all, Shen Changqing did not make racially discriminatory remarks, but was one of the protagonists of the lace news. Everyone was more concerned about his attitude towards Zhou Kai, whether to choose to forgive, or to draw a line.

Sure enough, the first reporter's question was quite sharp: "Have you seen the sexy video about Mr. Zhou circulating on the Internet?"

Shen Changqing said softly: "Well, I saw it."

The reporter asked: "Did you know that Mr. Zhou is bisexual?"

This question is in the minister's prepared questions.

He looked at Shen Changqing, his eyes full of encouragement.

Shen Changqing's eyes were forced to turn red almost instantly: "He, he... I, I don't know, he's always been very busy recently, and I was, got hurt again, no, got sick, and I haven't been with him for a long time. gone."

The minister's face turned blue.

According to the standard answer, Shen Changqing just said that he didn't know.

The second half of his explanation is completely superfluous!

The reporter immediately caught some information from his faltering answer: "You mean, he had an improper relationship with Ms. Lily while you were injured? Why were you injured?"