Die with the boss [Quick Transmigration]

These words made Si Chen's eyebrows twitch slightly.

"The goal is the same? You and me?" He repeated slowly, "Mr. Sheng... what does this mean?"

Luo Cheng put down the water glass, imitated his movements, crossed his fingers, and placed them on the cool wooden table in the coffee shop.

"You want to take revenge, you want to destroy Sheng Changyu... Maybe there is also Zheng Meilin?" He tilted his head and smiled indifferently, "What method do you want to use to achieve your goal, let me guess-get close to Sheng Kexin, let me She fell in love with you, entered the inside of the Sheng family, dug up their scandals, ruined them, ruined the Shengshi Group, and ruined everything they owned? Now it is a society ruled by law, and I will assume that you will not use buy/murder/kill / People this discord means."

Si Chen's eyes became colder and colder following his words.

After Luo Cheng said the last word, he raised his hand, with an attitude of listening attentively.

Si Chen's expression was as cold as ice and snow, his clear lips were slightly flattened, and he showed a warm smile: "Your surname is Sheng, why don't you include yourself."

"You have probed me so many times, you should know that I am an invisible person of no importance in the Sheng family." Luo Cheng shrugged, with a nonchalant expression, and began to talk nonchalantly, "Don't look at the surface of the old man. He said that I am the heir of Shengshi. In fact, he has already raised a group of managers. When he dies in the future, most of the property will belong to Sheng Kexin. You are on the side."

Si Chen looked at him quietly, and asked softly for a while, "Then what do you want?"

Damn, it was on point.

Luo Cheng smiled, the kind of ineffective kid from a rich family, stupid, naughty and greedy.

He said: "I want Shengshi Group. The old man belongs to you, and Shengshi belongs to me. How about it, brother?"

Sitting in the car on the way back, Luo Cheng took out a small medicine box from his pocket, and swallowed it with mineral water.

Assistant Wang glanced at him in the rearview mirror.I don't know who this young master met just now, with such a dignified expression.

He originally thought that this guy came out to meet his little girlfriend during his lunch break.

Luo Cheng closed his eyes and rested for a while, then suddenly said: "Assistant Wang, don't go back to the company, go to Tianxin Welfare Institute, the heaven of heaven, the heart of the heart."

Tianxin Welfare Institute?

Assistant Wang had never heard of this place, so he had to pull over and enter the place name in the car navigation—the place name came out, in the county seat of the county under the jurisdiction of the city, and it would take more than two hours to pass from Nanshan Road.

What, the young master still has to go to the orphanage to show love during working hours?

He started the car suspiciously.

Tianxin Welfare Institute is the place where Si Chen lived when he was a child, and Sheng Changyu and Shen Qiu grew up there - of course, Sheng Changyu has long since erased his own background.

After Shen Qiu died of cancer, because he had no other relatives, Si Chen was sent to this orphanage until Sheng Changyu found him and took him away.After being retired by the Sheng family, he came back to live here, and was adopted by an American couple when he was nine years old.

However, I don't know if it was his bad luck or the malice of heaven. The American couple who adopted him were not good people.

After suffering domestic violence for more than two years, Si Chen was rescued by the staff of the social welfare agency, and since then has changed to two adoptive families.Because of his age, most families were reluctant to adopt him.

After living in a foreign country for 12 years, he returned to China at the age of 21 and entered the entertainment circle to develop. He started from sleeping in the basement and playing tricks, and he has come to today step by step.

He was not called "Lin Yuchen" before, but "Shen Yucheng".When that poor woman gave birth to her child, she should have hoped for Sheng Changyu.

Luo Cheng also couldn't understand why he suddenly wanted to visit that orphanage.

Just now in the cafe, just as he said that sentence, Si Chen laughed until the corners of his eyes narrowed, worried that others would recognize him, so he had to cover his mouth with his hands and smile, his face turned red Now, the crimson color is showing from under the fresh snow-like skin.

Luo Cheng asked him: "What are you laughing at?"

Si Chen asked back, "Don't you think this condition is stupid?"

"Stupid? Do you know how big a machine Shengshi Group is? How much does it affect our country's economy? You know how many people will lose their jobs, how many families will be affected, how many industries will suffer losses, and the stock market Will—" Luo Cheng stopped, looking at Si Chen's expression, he was both aware and helpless, "Well, you don't need to say, I know your answer, you don't care."

Si Chen raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

"But I think you made a mistake about one thing." Luo Cheng stood up, took out three Grandpa Mao cards from his wallet and put them on the table, and nodded, "I'm notifying you, not talking to you." Discussion—you say 'Yes', we have a happy cooperation; you say 'NO'—after an hour, you will know how big a machine Shengshi Group is."

Talking trash was fun for a while, but now, Luo Cheng felt a little regretful.

He still doesn't know how much evidence and clues Si Chen has in his hands. After all, if he really wants to investigate, the Sheng family's glamorous appearance is full of lice.

He closed his eyes and thought about it, the effect of the medicine gradually took effect, and the drowsiness swept over him, causing him to fall into a light sleep very quickly.

Then there was that dream again.

Luo Cheng could see it more clearly this time, the human figure made of countless fragments, his heart was empty, but it was surrounded by light so that it was hard to see clearly.

Luo Cheng couldn't help asking him: "Why do you want me to save you? The only one who can save you is yourself."

Si Chen just wept silently.

Even when he was crying, his expression was cold, as if the tears just melted from the ice in his eyes and flowed out.

"Can't you stop, Director?" Luo Cheng was afraid that if he touched him, he would dissipate again, so he could only stand still with his fists clenched, "You want to destroy everything you created with your own hands in the past, and be nailed to it forever. Is it on the pillar of shame?"

Si Chen didn't say a word, and looked at him coldly while weeping.

Luo Cheng didn't wait for an answer because he woke up from the dream.

Assistant Wang turned around and called him, "Vice President, we're here."

Luo Cheng opened his eyes, rubbed the center of his brows, and glanced out.

The orphanage looks ordinary from the outside, the main body is a two-story pink and yellow building, which looks dusty.

He was about to get out of the car when there was a sudden stop.

A young girl came out from inside, surrounded by several children, and the two sides reluctantly bid farewell for a long time before the girl turned her head and left.

That girl was none other than the maid named Xiao Hui from the Sheng family.

Luo Cheng quickly took out his phone and took a picture, then sent it to Si Chen.

After 3 minutes, Si Chen replied with three punctuation marks:

"..."

After another 5 minutes, he replied:

"you win."

Luo Cheng looked at the phone and laughed, so refreshed that Assistant Wang's back was baffling.

After returning to the city in the afternoon, it was not long before get off work time. Luo Cheng simply gave Assistant Wang a leave, took a taxi and went straight to the film and television city. Luxurious takeaway from the hotel.

When he was about to arrive, Si Chen called and said in a helpless tone, "What do you want to do?"

It was already dark, there was light snow in the sky, the air conditioner was turned on in the car, and the heating accompanied by the sound of the radio made people drowsy.

Luo Cheng squinted his eyes, and said sleepily, "Use the old man's money to please you."

Si Chen choked for a moment, and said coldly: "You don't need to please me."

"Then celebrate our happy cooperation." He was really about to fall asleep, his voice was sleepy, and he said vaguely, "Brother, I'm almost here, come out and pick me up..."

Si Chen didn't bother to correct his address, and asked cautiously, "Where are you going?"

Luo Cheng cheered up, and raised his voice to ask, "Master, how long is it until we leave the film and television city?"

The driver responded heartily: "Don't worry, 5 minutes, we will be there in 5 minutes."

"Did you hear that?" Luo Cheng finished speaking and hung up the phone, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

When he got to the place, he originally thought that Xiao Ma would come to pick him up, but he didn't expect Si Chen to come out to pick him up in person, wrapped in a down jacket and wearing a mask hat.

Luo Cheng was still a little dazed at first, but after getting out of the car, he was froze by the cold wind, shivered and sneezed, and instantly woke up.

The tens of thousands of yuan coat on his body couldn't withstand the cold wind of the winter night, and his whole body was almost shaken into a kelp.

Si Chen looked at him with disgust, and after walking a few steps, he finally sighed helplessly, stopped, and put his arms around his shoulders.

Si Chen's body was very warm, and there was a faint smell of woody cologne, Luo Cheng subconsciously leaned closer.

The cold wind was blocked, and it didn't feel so cold anymore.

The two continued to walk forward, and Si Chen asked him, "How did you grow up so big?"

Luo Cheng sniffed: "Who says it's not, I'm also surprised."

Si Chen smiled shortly: "It seems that the life of the son of the rich family is not much better than that of us low-level people?"

Luo Cheng agreed very much: "Who says it's not!"

They walked for a while in the wind and snow, but instead of going to the set, they went to the hotel where Si Chen was staying.

Only then did Luo Cheng react slowly, Si Chen wasn't wearing a costume inside.

"Aren't you filming tonight?"

Si Chen glanced at him and said in a strange tone, "Do you know what day it is today?"

"Huh?" Luo Cheng responded slowly, jokingly asked, "It's not Valentine's Day, is it?"

Si Chen strangled him slightly with the arm around him: "Today is December 12st, and the New Year's Eve will be a few hours away, Mr. Sheng Rongchuan."

Luo Cheng was taken aback: "Oh...you won't be attending the New Year's Eve party?"

Si Chen was very surprised by his inexplicable emphasis, and was speechless for half a minute before saying: "No."

"Oh...how about the Spring Festival Gala?"

"... went."

"Wow." Luocheng Seal clapped his hands and said sincerely, "It's amazing."

"……thanks."

The hotel was about to arrive, Luo Cheng asked: "Will we be photographed by the paparazzi? I think you are always photographed, you have no privacy, so pitiful."

"You're not a woman." Si Chen glanced at him and suddenly felt something was wrong, "Why are you so talkative?"

He always said some inexplicable things, and he was completely different from the amazing guy during the day.

Luo Cheng asked in a daze, "Do I have it? I don't."

Si Chen took out his hand from his pocket and touched his forehead, his expression changed: "You have a fever."

"Huh?" Luo Cheng repeated blankly, blinking his eyes, his eyelashes were wet from the melting snow, "Do I have a fever?"

No wonder I feel top-heavy, floating as if stepping on clouds.

He thought it was because Si Chen was too fragrant and warm.

Si Chen tightened his grip on his shoulders, quickened his pace, and cursed, "You idiot."

Sure enough, there were paparazzi squatting at the entrance of the hotel, and there were even fanatical fans who persisted on the last day. Si Chen had to take him to the underground garage, and then went up to his own floor.

Luo Cheng leaned on his shoulder, breathing scorching hot.

Si Chen put him on the bed, went to the pony next door to get the medicine box, and came back to see that the guy was still lying on the bed, sticking out his buttocks and motionless.

With complicated emotions, Si Chen took off his leather shoes and snow-soaked coat for him, and then turned him over, face up.

He took out the in-ear thermometer and was about to take his temperature when his hand was caught suddenly.

The person who was originally burned in a daze opened his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were clear, and he called out a name softly:

"... Si Chen?"