My Husband is Suffering from a Terminal Illness

It can be said that the new iud became popular overnight. Hu Biao received job invitations softly, and Xie Yang was the most popular among them. Most of the job invitations were directed at Xie Yang.

Xie Yang asked Hu Biao to reject all the invitations to him.

Hu Biao felt that it was a pity, and persuaded: "Really recommend it all? Actually, I think you can take one or two high-quality jobs appropriately, so that the public can get to know you better."

Xie Yang still insisted on turning down all the jobs, the reason is: "Compared with being a popular artist, I want to be a boss who gets rich."

"..." Hu Biao was so choked that he hung up the phone.

Xie Yang, who has nothing to do, took over the job of screening resumes, and spent every day looking through resumes at home, and often went to Liu Sha for advice with a very cheeky face, and asked Liu Sha, who had experience in senior management, to help look at people.Liu Sha was also willing to help him, and the two got together to discuss recruiting from time to time, and the relationship developed unconsciously.

On the weekend, Xie Yang went out with Qiu Xing to meet Feng Qinglin.

After getting in the car, Qiu Xing suddenly said coldly: "Seeing that you have had a good chat with Liu Sha recently, why don't you ask Liu Sha to help you?"

Xie Yang was pleasantly surprised: "Really? My company happens to be short of a vice president in charge."

The corner of Qiu Xing's mouth pulled down: "Fake."

Xie Yang didn't choose, and took the opportunity to say: "Then are there any other talents that you can't use? Recommend one to me."

Qiu Xing sneered: "My subordinates never support idlers."

That's it.

Xie Yang leaned back in his chair, worrying about where to recruit talented people in charge.He himself didn't have the energy to spend all day in the company, but he was worried about handing over the company to random recruits.

Qiu Xing glanced at Xie Yang several times, and finally his face darkened inexplicably, and he leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

An hour later, the car stopped at the door of a teahouse with a quiet environment.

Qiu Xing was the first to get out of the car and closed the door very loudly.Xie Yang glanced at the car door, got out of the car, consciously followed Qiu Xing, and stood side by side with Zhou Miao. At first glance, he looked like Qiu Xing's assistant.

The three of them came to the box that Feng Qinglin had booked, and before entering the door, the waiter who led them suddenly stopped Xie Yang, hesitated, and called out in a suppressed and excited tone: "Are you Xie Yang? I, I I'm your fan, can you sign me?" As he spoke, tears suddenly fell, and he whispered sorry while lowering his head in embarrassment and wiping.

Qiu Xing, who had already stepped through the door, stopped and turned to look at the waiter.

Feng Qinglin, who was coming over from the door, was puzzled and asked, "Uncle, why don't you come in?"

Qiu Xing waved his hand to signal him to shut up.

Feng Qinglin looked ugly for a moment, walked to Qiu Xing's side, and followed Qiu Xing's line of sight to look at Xie Yang and the waiter outside the door.

Xie Yang looked at the young girl in front of him and asked, "Are you my fan?"

The waiter nodded vigorously, afraid that Xie Yang would not believe it, and added: "I'm still a fan of iud, and your song "Reincarnation" is very good!"

"Where is the sign?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Xie Yang agreed to sign. He hurriedly took out a small book similar to a memorandum from his pocket, turned to the page with better patterns, and handed it to Xie Yang together with the pen, saying: "Sign It’s good here, Xie Yang, thank you very much.”

This is the first time Xie Yang has been asked for an autograph by a fan. He felt very novel and was in a good mood. He took the notebook and pen and said, "This is my first autograph. If the autograph is too ugly, don't dislike it."

The waiter stared blankly at Xie Yang's smile, his face flushed suddenly, and he shook his head vigorously: "No, I don't dislike it! I definitely don't dislike it!"

Xie Yang is about to sign the pen.

A hand suddenly reached out.

The pen tip touched the back of his hand, Xie Yang paused, and looked at Qiu Xing who stretched out his hand.

The waiter also looked at Qiu Xing with a dazed expression.

Qiu Xing grabbed Xie Yang's hand with his backhand, said to the waiter to wait a moment, then left Zhou Miao outside to comfort the waiter, pulled Xie Yang into the box, closed the door, and let go of Xie Yang to touch him.

Feng Qinglin looked at Xie Yang without any trace, and asked Qiu Xing: "Uncle, what are you looking for, do you need my help?"

Qiu Xing ignored him, took out the only foreign object on his body besides the clothes and the mobile phone - the wallet, opened it and searched inside, took out a photo, turned it over and stuffed it in Jieyang's hand, saying: "Sign."

Xie Yang was surprised: "You—"

"Sign quickly!" Qiu Xing interrupted Xie Yang with a threatening face, "Dare to say one more word, your deputy director is gone."

Xie Yang shut up immediately, lowered his head and signed his name on the reverse side of the photo that was obviously old in his hand.

Qiu Xing took the photo back immediately after Xie Yang finished signing, then turned around and opened the door, threw Xie Yang out, and closed the door with a bang.

Feng Qinglin: "..."

The waiter outside the door and Zhou Miao stared at Xie Yang who was suddenly thrown out.

"...cough." Xie Yang straightened his coat and hat that was pulled crookedly by Qiu Xing at the back of his head, and said to the waiter, "The elders in the family have a bad temper. You should know that because I insist on entering the entertainment industry, my relationship with my family is a bit tense .”

The waiter immediately became anxious, and said: "Have you been told by the elders? Is it because of me? I'm sorry, I shouldn't talk casually, I'm sorry, I caused you trouble, and it's all my fault." He was about to cry again.

Xie Yang quickly comforted her, returned the notebook and pen to the waiter after signing, and advised her not to do private things during working hours in the future, otherwise she would be criticized if her boss saw it.

The waiter was so moved that he was reluctantly persuaded to leave with his notebook and pen.

Xie Yang returned to the box and found that Qiu Xing and Feng Qinglin had already sat down at the tea table, but the atmosphere between them was very wrong, Feng Qinglin looked embarrassed, and Qiu Xing looked cold.

When the insights came in, Qiu Xing said, "You talk to him."

Feng Qinglin looked at Xie Yang.

Xie Yang sat beside Qiu Xing, and instead of talking to Feng Qinglin immediately, he asked Qiu Xing: "Do I have a deputy director?"

Qiu Xing's tone was a little worse than usual, obviously suppressing his anger, and said: "If you continue to dawdle, it will be gone."

Xie Yang shut up wisely, looked at Feng Qinglin, and said in a business-like manner: "Tell me, what problems did your company encounter, what demands do you have from your uncle, and why are you so old, but you don't know when you encounter difficulties in starting a business?" I think of ways to find a way out by myself, sharpen myself, but I only know to ask my parents for help."

Feng Qinglin almost didn't hold back his expression, didn't understand Yang, and said to Qiu Xing: "Uncle, I know you are angry, but the Feng family is my father's family after all, and they suppressed my new company, probably to force me to go back. I think--"

"That's enough." Qiu Xing stood up and said coldly, "Since you think so, then we have nothing to talk about, so please be blessed." After speaking, he turned and left, and slammed the door of the box hard .

Feng Qinglin got up and wanted to chase after him.

Xie Yang stretched his legs to stop him, and said, "What are you chasing? Your uncle really doesn't care about you anymore. Didn't he leave me here to talk to you?"

Feng Qinglin stopped and looked towards Xie Yang.

Xie Yang said directly: "Feng Qinglin, I don't have any family filter for you. The aggressive method and the warmth card are useless to me. If you want to talk about business, sit down and leave if you don't want to talk. Don't mess with your uncle. No, if you get mad at me a few more times, I'm afraid he will live a short life for several years."

Feng Qinglin could bear it, so she didn't have a cold face. Instead, she remained silent for a few seconds, and asked with a caring attitude: "How is uncle's health? He always avoids this topic in front of me."

"Are you really concerned about your uncle's health when you ask this question, or do you just want to find out how close my relationship with your uncle is?"

Feng Qinglin moved her fingers, turned around to cover up her emotional fluctuations, and said, "Your name is Xie Yang, right? Xie Yang, don't put your silly speculations on me and my uncle."

Xie Yang laughed and scoffed: "I just want to advise you, don't act boring plays in front of me. I learned acting, can you play better than me?"

Feng Qinglin frowned and didn't speak.

It seems that the male protagonist has only learned to intrigue and pretend to be deep after living a lifetime.

Xie Yang's attitude towards the male protagonist has a certain meaning in his heart, and he changed his words, saying: "My mother was born in a teacher's family. Back then, my grandparents wanted her to find a civil servant to marry, but she fell in love with my dad, who is rich and playful." The second generation. Later, my mother eloped with my father regardless of my parents’ objections. In the second year, I got married. In the third year, my father cheated. In the fourth year, my mother became mentally ill. In the fifth year, my mother regretted it and wanted to return to her parents. , but learned that my parents had already died in a car accident, and my dad had already learned the news, but kept it from my mom. My mom had a mental breakdown and committed suicide. In the sixth year, my dad married another. Next In the past three years, my stepmother gave me a pair of younger siblings one after another, and from then on I became a complete outsider in the family."

Feng Qinglin frowned more and more.

"Does this story sound familiar? As long as you change the details, it's almost the same as your life experience. But you are luckier than me. When you were growing up, you still had a grandmother and uncle to protect you."

Feng Qinglin finally answered, "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say that I grew up in the same environment, and now my career is on the right track. My scumbag father is desperately earning money for me. My stepmother and a pair of younger siblings are crushed by my scumbag father. I dare not mess with it at all. Me, I even abducted a big backer like your uncle to enter the household registration book. As for you, your career has not improved, your father will bully you if you want to bully you, your stepmother will look down on you if you want to look down on you, and your younger brothers and sisters have nothing to fear in front of you , you want to ask your uncle for help, but you still refuse to straighten out your position...Feng Qinglin, you are four years older than me, aren't you ashamed?"

Feng Qinglin clenched her hands tightly, her eyebrows and eyes similar to Qiu Xing's were pressed down, a storm was about to come.

"Want to refute me?" Xie Yang stood up and looked at Feng Qinglin, "Don't live your age like a dog, everything depends on the essence, not the appearance. Your uncle loves you, but I don't. I want to cheat your uncle , pass me first, understand?"

As he spoke, he backed away, patted Feng Qinglin on the shoulder, and smiled tolerantly: "The child is disobedient, most likely because he has been cornered and brainwashed, just give him a good beating. If you really have backbone, you can rely on your own ability to beat you Get what you want."

Feng Qinglin said coldly: "But what you have now, didn't you get it by relying on your enemies?"

"I rely on my ability, do you have the ability?" Xie Yang asked back, "Or, you don't want to give anything, just want to suck your uncle's blood with half of your blood surnamed Qiu?" He suppressed his smile, took out a business card of his own and inserted it into Feng Qinglin's shirt pocket, "Good nephew, no one is obliged to treat you well, nothing is justified. The life and death of the mall depends on one's ability. If you lose, who is to blame? ?” After speaking, he left directly.

After Xie Yang got into the car, Qiu Xing looked at Xie Yang several times, as if he wanted to ask but held back.

Xie Yang taught Feng Qinglin a lesson, but Feng Qinglin taught himself a lesson, and he couldn't help but say, "Do you know that there is a saying that a loving mother is a loser? If your nephew turns into a white-eyed wolf, you are all used to it. "

Qiu Xing froze, turned his head to look out the window: "I'm not used to him."

"All parents who dote on their children say that." Xie Yang was expressionless, "If Feng Qinglin was my nephew, I guarantee that he will be crushed by me together with the Feng family. Dirty blood is what kind of blood. It’s just a child from another family that I don’t know well.”