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Chapter 16

"Auntie, didn't you say you have something to talk about in private, don't come to the company to find me. Mom, why don't you..."

"Can I still find you in private?" The woman interrupted Zong Chi, "If your mother hadn't brought her here, I wouldn't be able to enter your company, right?"

"Of course not, but..."

He didn't say a word when he was interrupted again, this time by his mother.

Gan Shuyi said dissatisfiedly: "Even I can't see him. I often don't answer the phone calls. I come back after a few days. I can't say a few words and hang up again. I don't answer any questions. It's really because my son is getting older. I know who to support."

Zong Chi heard her talk getting more and more outrageous, and the veins in his head throbbed. "Forget it, come with me into the conference room first, don't talk about it here." Zong Chi reluctantly invited the two to a side room, winked at the assistant, and closed the shutters of the French windows.

"So what's the matter?" Zong Chi asked kindly.

"Your child is getting more and more unruly, so I can't come to you if I have nothing to do, can I?" Gan Shuyi hugged her chest with both arms, "The last time I asked you a question, you pretended not to see it and avoided me?" Zong Sooner or later, he knew that she came here for this. In fact, except for money, his mother never cared about anyone or anything else.

"I can't say that." Zong Chi replied coldly.

The woman immediately frowned and stared: "What can't be said with the family."

"Whether it's family or not is not important. This is still a secret. The part of the will that can be disclosed has already been made public. I can only tell you that the subscription of shares has not yet been opened. Other information can only be obtained after an internal meeting of shareholders..."

When Gan Shuyi heard this official answer, she waved her hands impatiently: "Okay, okay."

Zong Chi said expressionlessly, "It's better to ask Lawyer Zhang than to ask me, he knows best."

"If he can tell me, will I come to you?" Gan Shuyi glanced at him angrily.

Zong Chi couldn't hide a sarcastic smile: "That's it, even lawyers can't disclose information, so where can I say more?"

"You!" The woman raised her eyebrows, and her body movements immediately became public.Zong Chi narrowed his eyes slightly, took a small step forward calmly, and looked down at her intimidatingly.Gan Shuyi subconsciously took half a step back, then reacted, her eyes widened: "What are you doing, what do you want to do? Do you still want to beat your mother?"

"You know, it's never me, nor my dad, who can do things at home." Zong Chi said almost through gritted teeth.

Domestic violence is not the monopoly of men. When a woman becomes manic, she throws herself into a rage, and her destructive power is equally considerable.It's just that although the young Zong Chi was protected by his father and grandfather at that time, he was often affected after all, and there was a gap in strength between him and an adult, so there was still a shadow in his heart.Besides, the existence of the woman in front of him has other factors that make him feel stuck in his throat.

Although he knew that there was no evidence for this conjecture, he always felt that his father's untimely death had something to do with his mother.It was because of such a person who was consuming, nibbling, and devouring the energy and energy of the people around him all the time, so my father suffered from cancer at a young age.

Gan Shuyi's family has many relatives, her family background is average, and her luck in business is generally not smooth.When she was with her father in the early years, she "climbed to a high branch", she was not favored everywhere, and she suffered a lot of open and secret anger.But it's also true that she barely fulfilled her responsibilities as a wife or mother for a day.Zong Chi grew up with his grandparents. When he was a child, he comforted his mother because of her limited financial ability and unstable mental condition, so she had as little contact with him as possible.

In a few years, his parents separated, and he saw his mother less and less, and it didn't change until his father died.The first wife in his father's name, when he was seriously ill, went on a trip with a boy in his twenties, and used his father's money to deliver cars and shoes to others.Only then did Zong Chi have to admit that the two had not divorced for so many years, it was entirely because one was greedy for money and the other couldn't lose face, there was no other reason, and there was no residual idealistic emotion.

He was holding his last breath and was unwilling to believe this bleak fact. After all, he was a family member, and he was his parents after all.Until one day he inadvertently heard Gan Shuyi talking on the phone with an unknown person, the tone and words he never forgets.

"Zong Liangji probably won't be able to survive this winter. Really, can we hurry up? Even procrastinating about dying is really in line with this man's style."

"Why are you talking to me! Zong Chi, are you trying to piss me off!" The same voice brought Zong Chi back to reality, and Gan Shuyi looked around angrily, obviously trying to grab something and throw it in his face.However, the meeting room was kept clean, save for an eraser and a conference phone.

"If you dare to drop anything here, don't even think about the security floor downstairs in the future."

Zong Chi's words were so strong that even Gan Shuyi was stunned, and Aunt Zong Chi hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Don't talk about those complicated things, Xiao Chi, Auntie has something to ask you."

Zong Chi looked at his mother deeply for a while, then looked away, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Now your grandma's shares are left to you, and you are the largest shareholder of the company, right? Don't look at me like that, I know it's a secret, but everyone guesses like this. Auntie doesn't want you to admit anything , I know it in my heart." The woman smiled.

Zong Chi suddenly felt that something was wrong, and his aunt asked again: "Even if it's not good, you have been the general manager for more than three years, and you are in charge of everything here, can you arrange a job for your cousin? "

Zong Chi wondered, "Doesn't he have a job?"

"What kind of job is he? He's just a low-level salesman without a title. It's not nice to say it when you're on a blind date."

Zong Chi said with a straight face: "He hasn't graduated from university and has no work experience. He can find a job with a monthly salary of [-] just after graduation, which is basically impossible in other places. If it weren't for his relationship with his family, he would Can there be such an opportunity?" The more Zong Chi said, the more unhappy he became: "The salesmen in the same period as him all have a basic salary of [-] plus business commission, and he is still a company that has passed the interview and written test after graduation and internship, and there is another three-month probationary period. In order to get a long-term contract, you still need to keep trying to prove yourself, how come he doesn’t even count as a job?”

"How can modern society place so much emphasis on diplomas? It's all about ability..." Aunt Zongchi looked a little embarrassed, "Your cousin is very smart and has a strong learning ability. If you have time to teach him more, take him with him. , give him something to eat."

Zong Chi couldn't help interrupting her: "I'll teach him? You parents don't teach, let me teach him?" When he said this, his eyes inevitably drifted to Gan Shuyi, but soon turned back to his aunt's face superior. "I also know about my cousin. He studied abroad for three years, one of which was a preparatory year. After one semester, he got 0 credits. His graduation certificate has not been seen, but he has changed two sports cars."

"Why are you kid..."

"Auntie, I'm ugly. My cousin usually arrives late and leaves early. Many people have told me about playing games during work. We just talked about this today. You should go back and talk to him. Persuasion He has a correct attitude and starts from the grassroots, if he is really willing to learn, I will definitely take him."

The woman's expression was quite unhappy, and she muttered: "It's amazing to have a good life. When someone comes out of school, he becomes a manager directly. Our children don't have such a blessing. Why do we need to start from the grassroots?"

"After I graduated from MBA, I was working on one project after another..." Zong Chi realized that he was about to be dragged into this meaningless vortex again, took a deep breath, and his expression became calm again: "Forget it, I see There's nothing to talk about. I'm going to be busy, auntie, so go back if you have nothing to do."

The woman became anxious immediately: "Oh no, let you arrange a better job for your brother."

Zong Chi glanced at her coldly: "Auntie, you can think about it. In this position, he does nothing every day and is free. Even if he does nothing, with this position and salary standard, even if the company pays for him He, other people's opinions are not that big. If you go up, you get more things in your hand, and you have more eyes on him, thinking that he has more resources in his hands. At that time, it will not be so good. It's over."

Now my aunt's face turned cold, and she hugged her arms and snorted: "Shuyi, you have such a good son."

Zong Chi looked down at the two of them: "So, let me ask again, do you two have anything else to do?"

Gan Shuyi raised her voice: "Don't be complacent, Zong Chi, you are not the only one who has shares in your hands and has connections. You are too hasty when you offend someone, and it will be too late to regret later."

She said this in a tone as if the other party was far from flesh and blood, but some kind of enemy.

"I'm too late now," Zong Chi raised his watch, and said in a deep voice, "During working hours, you came up without even saying hello, and asked unreasonable requests and questions, which made it too late for me to leave work on time today. After all, not everyone is so lucky that they can earn money without having to work, and there must be someone in the family who works."

Without any explanation, he sent the two of them out of the house, following closely with every step of the way, as if he was escorting and chasing them away.Before the elevator door closed, he deliberately said in a clear and audible voice: "Next time, don't let those who don't have an appointment indiscriminately, it will delay things."

The assistant promised again and again, Zong Chi closed the office door without looking back.

After the two left, Zong Chi's mood fell to the bottom again - in fact, the death of his grandma has not really felt to him until now. Although his reason understands what happened, his emotional digestion is a bit slower, and he has not yet reached the end. In fact, the whole person was groggy.All he can do is fill his life with countless busyness, so that he has no free time to think about it.But the appearance of his mother and aunt simply forcibly dragged the ugly things of this family in front of him, and he couldn't avoid it.

He couldn't think of any other more effective ways to divert his attention, so he habitually forced himself to work overtime until the early hours of the morning—in fact, many tasks were far from urgent, and even if they were chasing after work, they would always be finished.Zong Chi couldn't help thinking about that night, and it was also a night like this. In the only bright office in the dark night, he received that ominous call, a call he never wanted to recall in his life.

Zong Chi shook his head, stretched out his hand to pat his face, took out his phone and sent a message: Night shift?

After a few minutes, the phone vibrated, and he quickly picked it up to have a look. Jian Changche replied briefly: Yes.

are you hungry?Zong Chi asked again.

This time the other party replied quickly: braised duck head.

Seeing these three bare words, Zong Chi couldn't help but laugh out of his nose.He stood up and grabbed his coat, flicked off the lights, and rushed out to buy supper.

The hospital at night was much quieter, Zong Chi deliberately bought a lot more food, and conveniently provided extra meals for all the nurses on duty in the inpatient building.The two stayed in Jian Changche's office on the same floor, and they were accompanied by another female colleague on duty. Zong Chi distributed gloves and chopsticks to the three of them, and Jian Changche ate the duck head with relish.

The female colleague took a few bites and suddenly received a call, washed her hands and went out to the stairwell.Jian Changche asked: "How did you remember it? Are you afraid of doing voluntary labor again?"

"Don't be afraid, doing that is physically tiring, but not mentally tiring."

Jian Changche raised his eyes to look at him when he heard the words, and asked lightly, "Who recruited you again?"

Zong Chi glanced at him in surprise, and Jian Changche hooked the corner of his mouth: "It looks like his body has been hollowed out."

It's okay for Jian Changche not to ask, but when Zong Chi asked, he immediately felt wronged, and couldn't help poking his mouth into a coquettish voice: "Oh, why are there so many idiots in the company, why are there so many idiots in the world? Otherwise, why don't you come to work in our company."

Jian Changche snorted and snapped his duckbill: "What am I going to do, clean up?"

Zong Chi suddenly blurted out: "Have you ever been to college?" After finishing speaking, he felt that the question seemed impolite, so he turned a corner abruptly: "Do you want to go to college?"

"No, it's okay." Jian Changche briefly answered his two questions. Seeing that Zong Chi was still staring at him, he said, "Didn't you want to be a doctor before? It’s time-consuming, I don’t have the time and spare money. Compared with it, nursing school is much faster, and of course health school is faster, and it’s easier to find a job when you come out. Although the work is a bit tiring, I don’t care if I’m tired.”

"Ah? Is the health school different from the nursing school?" Zong Chi asked blankly.

Jian Changche smiled: "Simply speaking, it's the difference between a junior college and a technical secondary school. Why, have you touched the blind spot of the president's knowledge?"

Zong Chi ignored his teasing, and asked seriously: "So, you also wanted to be a doctor at the beginning?"

"A little bit. In fact, I wanted to be a psychiatrist at first. I experienced too many bad things when I was a child. I always wondered whether a psychiatrist is a magical profession that can eliminate all the troubles and depressions of a person. Later, I found that Dreaming."

Zong Chi wanted to say something, but when he saw the light on the wall, Jian Changche quickly put down the food, washed his hands and sanitized his hands and left in a hurry, and came back after a while.

"What's the matter?" Zong Chi asked casually while packing up the trash bags.

"The little girl woke up from the pain. The phantom limb hurts after the amputation." Jian Changche said.

Zong Chi was startled when he heard the words, and he was stunned for a long time before sighing softly: "It's really an amputation..."

There wasn't much going on that night. The doctor on duty went to rest, but Jian Changche didn't rest. He seemed to be very used to this kind of routine and life, and he didn't even feel tired.Zong Chi played until around four or five o'clock in the morning and finally couldn't hold on anymore, and fell asleep lying on the hospital bed in the duty room.

It wasn't until Jian Changche woke him up before the end of work in the early morning that Zong Chi opened his eyes and found that many doctors and nurses from the morning shift had already arrived.I was covered with Jian Changche's coat and my face was covered with marks from sleeping. I was so embarrassed that I quickly hid outside to blow the cold wind.

He stared blankly at the still deserted street at the door, and there were already people waiting in line for registration in the outpatient hall, he couldn't believe it just passed the night like this.

Soon, Jian Changche stopped in front of him on a battery scooter. Zong Chi was still awake, looking at him dully with a numb face.

"boarding."

Zong Chi said "Ah?" slowly.

"You still want to drive like this?" Jian Changche raised his eyebrows.

Zong Chi was so tired that he didn't have the energy to argue with him, so he simply stepped into the back seat with his long legs. Two big men squeezed on a small electric donkey, Zong Chi even doubted whether the car could still drive. stand up.

On the street in the early morning, the sun is shining red in the sky, sanitation workers are cleaning up the branches that have been pruned in the early morning, and there are occasional morning joggers and uncles walking their dogs on the street.Jian Changche seemed to be in a good mood, singing in a strange tone while riding.

"It's not bright in the east, but it's bright in the west. After the sun is gone, I'm sad. I'm not busy the night before and I'm busy the night after. After dreaming of gold, I dream of yellow beams."

Zong Chi lazily rested his chin on his shoulder: "What the hell."

Jian Chang didn't answer at all: "Second-hand roses, haven't you heard of them?"

Zong Chi shook his head honestly: "No."

Jian Changche clicked his tongue twice, and continued to sing in a crooked manner: "The spring rain does not wet the confidant, and the autumn cold hits the infatuated person. I persuade the heavens and the earth to persuade myself. I look at the mountains and the water! Qing! Morning!"

Jian Changche yelled the last three words with the power of his dantian, not only frightened Zong Chi who was stuck on his back, but the old man on the side of the road couldn't help but glance at him.

Zong Chi took a breath of cold wind and shouted, "Go crazy!"

After arriving at Jian Changche's house, Zong Chi slumped on the sofa without treating himself as an outsider.When she was drowsy, Jian Changche came out of the shower, her whole body was hot, and the water droplets from her hair dripped into the towel around her neck.He was half topless and wearing home pants, lightly kicking Zong Chi's calf: "Hey, hello!"

Zong Chi said in a daze, "I won't do it, I'm sleepy."

"Hey, didn't you say never?" Jian Changche pinched his ass with his toes again, "I'll arrange a job for you."

Zong Chi turned over and tried to curl his long legs on the sofa: "No, strike."

Jian Changche: "Seriously, Zong Tuhao, can I get tickets for the China Station of the Short Track Speed ​​Skating World Cup in November?"

Zong Chi slowly opened his eyes, turned to look at him: "It should be possible, what's wrong?"

He turned his mind and suddenly said: "Oh, I see, leave it to me."