Seeing her expression, Ji Shaobai was impatient to pester the woman.
His brows and eyes flashed coldly, and he said without hesitation, "Since Mrs. Chen insists on choosing Dr. Li, Dr. Li will be hardworking."
Li Lianna was enjoying herself while watching the play, but she couldn't figure out how it would affect her, and almost lost the coffee in her hand.
Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Ji Shaobai nodded and left.
Mrs. Chen was so angry that she yelled loudly, "Hey, what kind of attitude does he have!"
After Fu Xiaoling apologized repeatedly, he hurried to catch up.
Not long after she joined Dream Eater, the first day she was still in the cutie season, Shaobai was a gentle scumbag, but today she saw him with a cold face and a chill all over her body, and she was too timid to approach him.
The door of the office area was closed tightly, and Fu Xiaoling knocked hesitantly.
"Enter."
When she entered the door, she lowered her head and did not dare to look at him, "Mr. Wen ordered you to go to his office."
There was no reply for a long time, Fu Xiaoling looked up suspiciously.
"knew."
Ji Shaobai closed his eyes and opened them pretending to be asleep, his eyes were full of coldness, Fu Xiaoling hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look again, and walked away lightly.
The largest office area on the top floor was decorated according to Wen Zhicheng's wishes to look what he wanted.
Serious and heavy.
Perhaps it was because of Wen's lack of power. The more he longed for something, the more he wanted it. A little dream eater, with scary rules, showing class rights everywhere.
"What's up?"
Wen Zhicheng glanced at the door that had not been knocked, and said in a deep voice, "There are no rules."
A sneer flashed across Ji Shaobai's eyes, "The rule is that the dead are the living. Is it possible that people always call me over to discuss the rules?"
Wen Zhicheng folded the ornament with both hands, his face was still gentle, "You still like to joke so much."
"Boss Wen was joking."
Simple verbal confrontation seems to be the daily life of two people, neither of them can get any benefits, and they are always jumping on the same rope.
Wen Zhicheng, "I remembered what you were wearing, today is your mother's death day?"
Ji Shaobai's eyes were sharp, and he pushed his glasses with his fingers. The cold light reflected from behind the lenses made Wen Zhicheng's back tighten.
Wen Zhicheng, "Let's not talk about that, let me ask you, you did Wen Qin's hypnosis yourself, are you sure he didn't develop a second personality?"
Ji Shaobai, "Why, President Wen doesn't believe me?"
Wen Zhicheng looked into his eyes for a moment, then laughed, "Don't stand, come and sit."
"With the friendship between the two of us, how could I not believe you, but now I have discovered something that makes me suspect that he seems to have a second personality."
"Oh?" Ji Shaobai was also interested, and took a seat along the steps he handed out, "Tell me carefully."
Wen Zhicheng saw that his reaction did not seem fake, so he talked about the things that bothered him recently.
Since Wen Qin was discharged from the hospital, he became uncharacteristically close to him, took the initiative to live in the same house with him, asked him three times a day, and his personality became strange.
In the past, Wen Qin was bright and cheerful, had many friends, and belonged to a hothouse man with no intentions. He didn't care about Wen Zhicheng's career, as long as he didn't lack food and clothing.
But recently, Wen Qin not only proposed to help him share the work, but also wanted to join Wen's instead of him. The reason was that he was about to graduate from university, and sooner or later he would work in Wen's.
Wen Zhicheng, "Wen Qin used to disdain these vulgar things in his bones, but now he keeps his mouth shut about shares and property. Not only that, but his occasional behavior is also very abnormal."
He lowered his voice nervously, "Do you think it will be, we succeeded at that time?"
Ji Shaobai's eyes were heavy, his thoughts went back to the ward that day, Wen Zhicheng desperately wanted to hypnotize Wen Qin, trying to make him into what he wanted.
He, Wen Zhicheng's son, should hate his elder brother's family with him and take back everything that their family should have, instead of being as close as a brother to Wen Miao and making things difficult for him in turn.
They are all the same children of the Wen family, why should he and his son play supporting roles, the elder brother's family will always have the right to speak of the Wen family.
He was not reconciled, he didn't want father and son to be suppressed one generation after another, so he took another shortcut and let Ji Shaobai put his mind on Wen Miao.
However, that idiot Wen Qin took the initiative to block the disaster and let Wen Miao dodge in the past.
Since you want to be brothers and sisters, then I will fulfill you!
Ji Shaobai put away his thoughts. At that time, Wen Qin was injured in the back of his head, and he was unconscious.He can't be sure now whether he succeeded or not.
Wen Zhicheng, "Why don't you find some time for him to come over and have a look?"
If Wen Qin can really become as ambitious as he wants, then he has to change his strategy and train him well.
Ji Shaobai, "As soon as possible."
"My dad asked me to visit Dream Eater, brother, will you go?"
Wen Qin ran to Wen's and extended an invitation in the president's office.
Wen Miao turned off the computer page, looked sideways, "Not interested."
"Be careful if you go by yourself. The psychiatrists who devour dreams are said to be very professional. Be careful that even the little secrets will be seen through."
He spoke casually, but his eyes were extremely serious.
Wen Qin's eyebrows were crooked, and he narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Why, my biggest secret is that I have a crush on the school beauty senior. It's a pity that I have been in a coma for so long and she has already graduated."
Wen Miao looked at him, but didn't realize where the joke was.
Zhou Jie is here again.
When I entered the door, I opened my mouth, "Your place is still clean, and my spirit is relaxed."
Jiang Lan, "It's just a psychological problem. In fact, it's the same everywhere."
Zhou Jie shook her head crazily in disapproval, "No, no, no, my home is like a horrible cage, making noise all the time, making my head hurt from the noise."
Her whole being is resistant to the family, and is disgusted with all sounds, as long as they are not made by herself, the destructive desire in her heart can hardly be controlled.
A noisemaker is equal to a child.
Jiang Lan, "Do you like your child?"
Zhou Jie, "Of course."
She spoke frankly and confidently, and the child's place in her heart was beyond doubt.
"Do you hate them?"
"I hate it, I even hate it." Zhou Jie said slowly, "You know? I really hope that there is a pause button switch on them, which can stop them at any time, even for half an hour, so that I have a A chance to breathe."
"It's too tiring to bring two children, really tiring."
Jiang Lan changed the music, which is far and long, taking people's souls to a vast and endless distance, and people relax unconsciously.
"Take a break when you're tired and give yourself a vacation." Jiang Lan said, "It's not realistic to install a switch for your child, but you can install one for yourself."
"Take a break when you are tired. Human energy is limited, and it is impossible to work hard without limit."
Zhou Jie had a sore nose. Ever since he became pregnant, no one had ever asked her if she was tired or if she didn't want to take care of the baby.
Because she is the mother of the child, she must be a superman, she should be able to do everything, and put the child first in everything.