Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

This building belongs to the Jiang family. Jiang Zhiyi's office is on the 32nd floor. It is impossible for Jiang Zhiqing and the others to get here without anyone letting them in.

High-level offices are usually core managers, and now they pretend to pass through this joke inadvertently.

The security guard stopped two women who looked haggard, one in their early twenties, and one in their forties and fifties. They were also dressed very plainly, even shabby.

"Sister, let me in--" The woman's crying voice was dumb, she was beautiful, even if she hadn't applied her pink and daisies, she could see her clean and delicate, and she felt weak when she cried. Feel good.

Jiang Zhiyi was noisy and closed the file, but his eyes fell on the computer, only his voice became cold: "What? I hired you to let you eat? Let her make trouble here all the way?"

The secretary was embarrassed and didn't know what to say. There are too many people in the company who want to see the general manager's jokes. I can't tell who will let it go, so I can only ask indifferently: "What do you mean?"

The person in the surveillance pulled up the quilt, and just woke up from a nap and was about to sleep again. The casual, white lace dress pajamas she wore at home were slightly rolled up, revealing half of her round shoulders and--

General Manager Jiang Da didn't know why he was a little uncomfortable. Knowing that he couldn't see anything from the perspective of the secretary, he still subconsciously reached out to block it, his voice still indifferent and ruthless: "Throw it out."

Secretary:"……"

President Jiang resolutely said that throwing it out would definitely mean throwing it out. The secretary had to make him exit the office quickly under the gaze of his boss Senhan as if he were going to kill. While thinking that he hadn't touched the boss's scale recently, he clearly conveyed this to the security guard. Willingness.

After waiting for her to close the door after she left, Mr. Jiang let go of his blocking arm, his eyes wandering around aimlessly for a while, and he turned back thinly.

The security guard outside the door had a moment of embarrassment under the pitiful gaze, and quickly chose his job wisely.

The woman fell to the ground as thin as a weather-beaten flower. The past three years were indeed like a nightmare.

Her father took the money from Jiang Zhiyi's car accident and squandered it, and then owed a huge gambling debt. This time, without any guidance, he couldn't control his own hands-he couldn't control his hands if he owed money, Chuan. Brother Jing couldn't see that she was wronged, so he took the money to rescue her dad. But when she was about to take the college entrance examination in less than half a year, her dad got drunk at home and accidentally got gas poisoned. He was hemiplegic when he was not treated in time.

She was already preparing to go abroad because she had to give up her music dream and stay in China.

The leak happened in the evening rain. Because of years of alcoholism, her father went to the hospital and found cirrhosis of the liver. Hemiplegia and cirrhosis had almost completely lost the ability to move. People need to be by their side all the time to wipe their meals and give medicine. This series of blows left her physically and mentally exhausted.

Fortunately, fortunately, Brother Chuanjing is always by her side, but now Brother Chuanjing himself——

Jiang Zhiqing's eyes turned black for a while, and a series of tears rolled down. Just before he was driven away by the security, a tall young man rushed over.

"What are you doing? Didn't you see her sick?"

The young man is long and handsome, with a cello on his back. He looks gentle and golden, and he must take a closer look at the people who come and go.

After shouting, the security guard turned around and held Jiang Zhiqing helplessly, and patted her thin shoulder: "Is it all right?"

Jiang Zhiqing stepped back two steps, then bit her lip and gently grabbed the youth's shirt and sobbed, tears gleaming in her eyes: "Senior Qi Mu, please take me in to see my sister——"

Her father has advanced liver cirrhosis, so he can only do liver transplantation, and a series of operations cost at least 500,000 yuan. Even if she has been working out part-time now, she can't afford such a huge cost.

Except for coming over to ask Jiang Zhiyi, she couldn't think of any other way.

"Don't worry, I will take you in..."

Before the voice fell, the door of the office was opened, and the crowd of people watching the excitement stepped back hesitantly, looking at the person in the door suspiciously.

The woman has no makeup and she has a beautiful face without makeup. She has long brown hair hanging over her shoulders, but she is thin and pale that has not seen the light for many years, and there is a trace of gloom between her eyebrows. The look at this moment is mocking and mocking.

She sat in a wheelchair with her chin slightly supported, pushed herself out, and watched the farce coldly.

Before Jiang Zhiqing got up from the ground, she saw her empty trouser legs for the first time, choked, her voice trembling and eagerly said: "Sister, please save my dad, he is also your uncle, the doctor said he supported him. It won’t be too long..."

Jiang Zhiyi's posture was condescending, as if her pain was worthless in her eyes, Jiang Zhiqing unconsciously took a step back, her momentum suddenly weakened: "Sister..."

Jiang Zhiyi's gaze only swept over her, and fell straight on the person next to him. He glanced at him and showed a slight smile: "Did you bring them up?"

For some reason, Qi Mu was slightly disturbed, but soon he straightened his back.

This time the endorsement was won by his own strength. This general manager's attitude towards his own sister and the person who raised her up is really disgusting.

He immediately decided to be a passionate young man, frowned slightly, and said angrily: "Manager Jiang, somehow they took you in to grow up, and Zhiqing has always treated you like a sister. Don’t you think you’re too cold-blooded to see you die? ?"

——

"!!! The host gets up quickly, something has happened!" The system frantically urged.

Shi Qingyue recently took a lot of cold medicine under Jiang Zhiyi's advice. Now he is a little groggy and indifferent: "Why, your server expires, are you finally going to self-destruct and eliminate data?"

The system choked silently: "Host, how can you think that way! It's a shining, hard-working male second, and the endorsement that made him a hit was rejected by Jiang Zhiyi's vote."

This is a huge turning point in the plot. From now on, the gentle man can only suffocate everyone, and can no longer send warmth to the heroine on rainy nights, give the heroine selfless help in career, and finally serve as a witness to bless the heroine and the hero together. .

Shi Qingyue finally opened his eyes slowly, took a breath of fresh air without going to work, with a sincere expression: "This is a good thing, you let me save the villain from destroying the world, and you didn't let me stop her from revenge and suppress the second boy. what."

System: "Can—"

"Isn't the person dead?" Shi Qingyue sneered softly, but there was no warmth in his eyes: "Isn't it all you need to be alive? Huh?"

So even if you are amputated, disfigured, and almost killed by a car, you can live. Since everyone is treated the same, how can you distinguish between male and female villains and scumbags?

Gradually realize that something seems to be wrong with the system: "..."

Weak probe: "The world has its own will. The trajectory of the world is adjusted according to different directions. At that time, I could only barely protect you from serious injuries. If you can survive that kind of impact, you and Jiang Zhiyi Can be taken to this world laboratory as a test product on the spot."

Shi Qingyue didn't want to listen to its explanation, but closed her eyes: "You have been vaguely reluctant to say in the past three years. Now you should always tell me how she came here in the past three years, right?"

"I said you can't run back." The system topped the lid and began to pass the information to her.

Shi Qingyue expected Jiang Zhiyi's life to be very difficult, but still did not expect her to be so difficult.

Song Zhiming’s parents still wanted to fish him at the beginning, and they thought about it too. The vampire of the Jiang family kept adding money, and wanted to smoke more. In order to get more money, he went to the TV station and reported the incident. , To declare Jiang Zhiyi's pain to the world.

The Song family is also a decent scholar. It is not good to report on this kind of thing. On the contrary, because the reporter got deeper and deeper, the uncle of Song Zhiming was picked out for personal gain.

The other victim, Shi Qingyue's father, didn't need any money at all. He just wanted to put people in the bureau, and finally forced the Song family to give up the way of private affairs.

Shi's father gave Jiang Zhiyi a large sum of money after Shi Qingyi left. Jiang Zhiyi didn't take it, but it didn't mean that her uncle didn't take it. She had to rehabilitate after amputation. The uncle lost all the money in the second month after he got the money, leaving no point for Jiang Zhiyi.

She took the money that she had exchanged for a whole life with one leg so much. When Jiang Zhiyi wanted to die when she was the most painful, she was dragged down by the doctors and nurses.

Her aunt took her hand and wiped her tears and said that our family is sorry for you, you can go home with me, aunt will not let you be wronged in the future.

Jiang Zhiyi just pulled out his hand, and laughed again for a long time, his chapped lips showed a bit of mockery, and his voice was hoarse: "Is even the money for the hospitalization gone?"

The face of the honest and loyal woman on the other side showed embarrassment, and she shed tears and said that our family is sorry for your little thoughts.

Jiang Zhiyi committed suicide for the second time that night, and she never wanted to go back to that shack in her life.

She thought that she would endure it for more than ten years, and after the college entrance examination, she would be able to see Dawn fleeing all this, but she did not expect that fate would tease her so much. She could escape when the drunk beat her before, but now?

She is just a useless person. She can't even run away after being beaten.

She really didn't want to live like this anymore. On the night when she jumped off the building, she recited Shi Qingyue's name silently on the rooftop. When she said the third sound, she turned her head and found that there was no one behind.

Only the rustle of the night breeze blew, and the one who had come to save her was no longer there.

Perhaps it was God's mercy. She survived after all. The doctor who patrolled her that night pushed her down from the roof. Outside the ward was a gray-haired old man, who burst into tears with just one glance.

He raised his hand to touch her long hair, tears fell all at once, and he said, "You are exactly the same as when your mother was young."

When his daughter was ill-mannered when she was young, she eloped with a poor boy for love and died of dystocia. When he exhausted half of his life to find the only granddaughter, the eighteen-year-old girl had already suffered a lifetime disability.

There is always a way out.

Jiang Zhiyi survived in this way, and then entered the company vigorously. In just three years, he used the thunder method to push Shi's family to a dead end and forced Xiang Shiqing to return.

When I finished reading these materials, the curtain of night was already in harmony. Shi Qingyue raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and asked the system: "What time is it?"

For a host who was too lazy to even want to look at his cell phone, the system said it could only endure it, and even thoughtfully said: "It's already half past nine, usually the villain should be back at this time, and he hasn't come back today. It's the host you A great time to be courteous!"

"Why are you so active all of a sudden?"

system:"……"

Of course it’s because the villain’s blackening value is over 100, so it’s not good if it is not active, but it cleverly changed its words: "Host, do you want to think about your ending after the villain’s blackening?"

"Car accident, falling into the river, drowning alive--"

Shi Qingyue: "..."

She was dying and sat up in shock, although she felt that Jiang Xiaopian could not treat her that way.

——

It had already started to rain at nine o'clock, Jiang Zhiyi was working overtime while letting the secretary pay attention to the phone, and then he simply paid attention.

Shi Qingyue was spoiled at first glance. The snacks and cakes she liked to eat in high school used to be taken to school, pretending that she could not finish it and stuffed it for herself.

I definitely haven't eaten it in three years abroad. When I lived in her house before, she often wanted to buy these to feed her.

But at that time, she really had no money.

She remembered her sweetheart's preferences, but she just couldn't afford it. In the past three years, she had ensured that the store that Shi Qingyue liked would not close down, and the staff had not flowed much. It should still be the taste she liked.

"There are still some kinds of biscuits that will take an hour to deliver, Mr. Jiang, are you still waiting?" The secretary is not in a hurry. She has overtime pay or a single dog, and stayed there for a while.

However, the company has recently rumored that Mr. Jiang has kept a canary and gets off work on time every day. Isn't he afraid of waiting at home today?

Jiang Zhiyi glanced into the surveillance camera and confirmed that it was closed, but his face was unconsciously hot. The person in the surveillance camera was trying on clothes just now.

Time was too short, and she didn’t prepare any clothes for Shi Qingyue at the villa, so the person who tried on just happened to be her shirt, and I don’t know if that person knew--

Even in the past three years, her face is still very thin, but she has long hair to hide her.

The secretary answered the phone and came over with a little embarrassment: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Liu called to ask you how to brush Qi Mu off, saying that you are acting arbitrarily..."

"Why did I brush it down and he didn't know?" Jiang Zhiyi raised her eyes slightly. She was thin, but there was a bitter chill at the end of her eyes. There are ghosts in one round."

The secretary coughed awkwardly. She shouldn't know about this kind of thing!

I didn't know what was going on today. Someone called in after I hung up the phone. The secretary had to bite the bullet and come in again: "Mr. Jiang, the sincere Mr. Gu is here, just downstairs."

——Gu Chuanjing.

The girl who saw Young Master Gu only bowed her head at the time, now she slightly lowers her eyebrows, her voice does not contain any ups and downs of rejection: "No see."

The secretary grimaced: "Someone brought it over this time, I'm afraid I can't help but see."

After being silent for a while, he said again: "Then see you."

Jiang Zhiyi closed the file, thinking that Shi Qingyue was probably still changing his clothes, and the things hadn’t arrived yet, and the time was just right to meet—the people who were dismissive of her at the beginning are now in her hands. It’s really interesting. Satire.