Chapter 43

On the third day of the holiday, Lin Hui and He Jianshan finally remembered something very important——

Xue Pei.

"I still have to invite Xue Pei to a meal. We can be together, thanks to him."

When he said this, He Jianshan was pruning the flowers. When came back yesterday, passed a flower shop. Lin Hui said that the vase at home was empty, and he wanted to buy a bunch to keep in the living room. As a result, when stopped the car and went to the store to pick it up, found that there were not many varieties and the appearance was not very good. The store said that fresh cut flowers would be delivered in the morning tomorrow, and she could match them and deliver them to the door. Then received the flowers ordered by Lin Hui.

Lin Hui was continuing his unfinished typewriter again. While looking for parts, he asked, "Why? Did he wake you up?"

"Almost, and by coincidence," He Jianshan stopped to look at Lin Hui, and said with a smile, "In the earliest days, he also strongly persuaded me to hire an assistant."

Lin Hui stopped and seemed a little surprised: "Really?"

He Jianshan inserted a foreign peony into the vase and nodded: "The position of general assistant is quite special. It requires me to establish some relatively close contact with a stranger. Even if it is work, I still feel uncomfortable. To be honest. Yes, I thought I would always be alone."

"That's really hard to say if you don't want to eat. I'll contact Boss Xue to see if he has time today. Where can we eat?"

"Xiao Nanxuan, I haven't been there for a long time."

Lin Hui sent a WeChat message to Xue Pei, and Xue Pei quickly replied that he had time, so lunch was set.

Xiao Nanxuan leaned near the company, not too close or far from Emerald Cloud Mountain. Seeing that it was still early, Lin continued to put together Lego: "I'm actually very curious, how did you and Boss Xue become friends? Didn't you go abroad after the age of 10?"

"I knew him in the first grade of primary school. He was my deskmate and took me to eat snacks in class. Then we were forced to stand outside the door by the teacher. My family didn't say anything, he was beaten by his mother. ."

Lin Hui was about to die of laughter: "You still have such a past."

"If you hadn't asked, I wouldn't have remembered it." He Jianshan also felt a little funny when he thought about it, "I didn't say goodbye to him when I went abroad, but he didn't know where to know my email number later, it seemed like I wrote in some book, tried emailing me, and got in touch again."

"It's good. You must be his very important friend, that's why he's looking for you so seriously."

He Jianshan cut the root of the rose in his hand shorter: "Do you remember the origin of the name I told you about the 'Honey Pot Project'? In memory, that little friend is him. At that time, I especially liked to listen to him talk about what I played at my grandparents' house and what I played at my grandparents' house. Now that I think about it, it may be that I have never experienced it before, so I am very envious of what others have. ."

Lin Fu put down the small cube in his hand, looked at He Jianshan and said, "Can I ask, why did you set up this fund in the first place?"

He Jianshan stopped: "After I took over Wanzhu, the mother and brother of Yao Qianyi's lover who died in a car accident came to the door. They wanted money, but I didn't give it, so they sold things to magazines. Only later did I find out that my grandfather gave them a sum of money at the beginning, but now that he has changed to a new head of the family, he wants to cheat again."

"At the beginning, Wan Zhu always said that Yao Qianyi died in a car accident, and the derailment was also covered up. In the eyes of ordinary people, their love is still a good story. Once this incident was exposed, it was not good for me or Wan Zhu, and the public reaction was very strong. , I set up this fund and did a PR."

Until now, it is difficult for He Jianshan to tell the truest thoughts in his heart when he set up this fund: he and Yao Qianyi are the people with the deepest blood relationship in the world, but also the people with the most distorted relationship. He lifted the curtain of her cheating with his own hands, and also handed over the sharp blade that killed her. It was such a deformed relationship, and he had to play "she loves me" and "I love her" to everyone.

He made up a mother's love, earned everyone's touch, and then went to warm people who really lost their mothers.

This sounds so ridiculous.

The design of the entire fund plan also subtly concealed his subtle thoughts: those who apply for the Honey Pot Fund have two choices, one is to receive a fixed amount of gift money at one time; the other is to choose to be funded by Wanzhu Group Gift package provided. Every month, Wanzhu will have a special person to send a gift to the applicant. Twelve months, twelve gifts, ten of which were proposed by the company's female employees, and the last two were designated by He Jianshan himself - what he couldn't even tell Lin Hui was that he designated the gifts. In the gift, there is a maliciousness that he himself is unwilling to admit.

However, over the years, those applying for the fund have directly chosen the gift money, and almost no one has chosen the gift package. But He Jianshan felt that this was a good thing, so let those unspeakable things be buried forever.

Lin Hui had completely put down the blocks and stood up. He Jianshan came back to his senses: "Is it almost time? I'll clean it up."

Lin Hui just stared at him for a while, then reached out and hugged him.

He Jianshan had to put down the flower in his hand, hug Lin Hui back, and then smiled: "What's the matter, is this acting like a spoiled child? Assistant Lin, I have to remind you that you are already thirty years old."

"Then may I ask you, thirty-five-year-old, do you eat this set?"

He Jianshan had a showdown: "The more the better."

When the two arrived at Xiao Nanxuan, Xue Pei hadn't arrived yet. Lin Hui and He Jianshan stood by the window chatting, and began to discuss the matter of "who said it"——

"It's better if you say it. In theory, Xue Pei is your friend." Lin recalled, "You see, it would be strange if you told Luo Ting that we were in love."

"Don't you think it's more interesting for you?"

Lin Hui smiled: "What's so interesting?"

"Do you know that he told me before that if I get married in the future, I should find someone with a personality like you."

"Why are you still talking about this? I think Boss Xue can consider expanding his new business 'fortune-telling'."

"He also said that if you are with me and we eat and go shopping, then it's not called a date, it's called a meeting."

Lin Hui shook his head in disapproval: "Then I will help you correct your name today. There is no one in this world who is more in love than you."

"real?"

Lin Hui's eyes were bright: "Although I haven't compared with others, but in my heart it is, always is."

There is nothing more heartwarming than the approval of a lover, He Jianshan smiled and embraced Lin Hui——

thump—

"Lao He, stop downstairs-"

Xue Pei looked at the two people who were hugging each other in front of him, opened his mouth wide, and was stunned. After a few seconds, he regained his senses, and the first thing he did was to quickly close the door.

"Shit?" He said the second sentence after entering the door.

The plan is not as good as change, and no one needs to talk about it now. Lin Hui seemed to see Xue Pei's head full of question marks, but He Jianshan was very calm: "Let me introduce you formally, my boyfriend, Lin Hui."

By the time it was time to eat, Xue Pei's excitement had calmed down. He recalled what he had said to He Jianshan before, and couldn't help but sigh: "I take it for granted that you two can be together, it's really suitable."

"Are you a bit of an afterthought? Who was shocked just now?"

"I'm not shocked by how you and Lin Hui are, but more of a shock that you are really in love." Xue Pei said, raising his glass, "Come on, Lao He, raise a glass, congratulations when someone finally gives you one when you are old. Push the wheelchair."

Xue Pei complained about He Jianshan in the past, saying that he only had no desire to work and no one wanted to push a wheelchair when he was old.

He Jianshan nodded: "Thank you, you don't need to go to the nursing home with milk powder to see me."

Lin Hui didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Every time you drink such expensive wine in a bar, you just talk about these things?"

Just as Xue Pei was about to say something, he suddenly thought of something: "No, it doesn't look like you two have been together for a day or two. Have you been together a long time ago - that time we ate seafood in my shop, didn't we?!"

Xue Pei's reaction was too fast. Lin Hui and He Jianshan looked at each other and admitted with a smile, "That was our first day together."

"Good guy!" Xue Pei couldn't help laughing, "I said you were weird that day, tsk tsk, I'm still not bold enough to think about it!"

The three chatted for a while, and He Jianshan remembered about He Jianchuan, and said, "He Jianchuan has a band that can sing well. You can arrange for him to 'continue' to sing."

"He Jianchuan isn't your brother? He also has a band?"

Lin Hui called up a video of He Jianchuan's performance from his mobile phone and handed it to Xue Pei: "I think it's a good song."

Xue Pei looked at Lin Hui, then at He Jianshan, then lowered his head and opened the video to make fun of him: "Do you know what the two of you are very similar to now? You are the kind of parents who worry about their children's work and then ask someone to find a relationship."

He Jianshan ignored his teasing: "The bars are uneven, and some of the atmospheres are not very good. If you really want to sing, you'd better stay in a better place."

Xue Pei looked at it for a while, then exclaimed in surprise, "So this is your brother!"

"You know him?"

"Don't you know? The 'Haystack Poet' had a presence on Jinghua's local forum a long time ago, and then two days ago, a video of his singing suddenly became popular, as if there was a company annual meeting. He invited them to perform, and many people inquired about him, and then there have been videos of him singing in bars one after another."

Xue Pei took out his mobile phone and searched for a video of He Jianchuan, which received a lot of hits. Lin Hui casually flipped through the comments, and basically they were praising him for being handsome and singing well, but there were also many people who were very interested in his real identity and wondered if the agency was hyping it up. He Jianchuan's matter is clearly explained:

Answers in the Stars: Has My Treasure Band Haystack Poets Finally Fired? Let me give you an answer, the little brother is not a star, his real name is HJC, he is a rich second generation, and his family is very rich. Everyone in JH City understands it. I won't say anything else, just listen to songs, listen to songs.

Cecilie_072: What's H's last name? Ho, Huang, Hua, He? But the above says it's from JH, isn't it He?

XXX_Karina: Well, he doesn't look like his brother at all...

User 0233650: Originally half-sister, not like it is normal

...

Lin Hui frowned and looked at He Jianshan: "Is this really okay?"

Xue Pei saw what he wanted to say, and said with relief: "It's not like you don't know, the things about the old He family have been talked about badly on the Internet, and nothing new can be found, so you can take it as a habit to have a star at home in advance. Bar."

But Lin Hui was still a little uneasy: "If I knew that his attention was so high, I wouldn't be in the limelight yesterday, and it should be resolved in private."

"What's the limelight?"

Lin Hui sighed: "Yesterday, a man insisted on inviting the drummer of the He Jianchuan Band for a drink, so I pretended to be a tiger and played a score. I can't watch other girls being bullied."

He wasn't worried about what would happen if he was photographed, but he was afraid that He Jianshan would be implicated. Four years ago, he experienced the power of online public opinion. When they really want to pick on you, then even breathing is a mistake.

Xue Pei swiped his phone, clicked on the videos one by one, and finally stopped in one of the videos, and Lin Hui's voice immediately came from the phone: "...What is the most expensive wine in your bar..."

Lin Hui immediately looked over.

Xue Pei took a look at the comments and said, "Don't worry, this video is only after a long time, and it only takes ten seconds, and there are not many comments."

"I hope so."

He Jianshan shook Lin Hui's hand: "I didn't pay for the public opinion monitoring in vain. Even if there is any problem, the public relations will handle it properly."

"Then after dinner, we will communicate with the public relations department in advance."

He Jianshan smiled: "Originally, it was you who were not allowed to work. Now that the holidays are not over, you are going to start working overtime."

"I'm sorry, I knew I should still work with you."

Lin Hui couldn't help thinking: I've been a little overwhelmed with love recently. just hope that this colorful holiday will make everyone on the Internet not pay attention to this trivial little thing.

When he got home in the afternoon, He Jianshan called the director of public relations. Although it may not be a big deal, communicating in advance is not a bad thing. When he roughly said the whole thing in a very calm tone, there was silence on the other end of the phone.

Originally, I suddenly received a call from the boss during the holiday, which is not a pleasant thing, but... The public relations director was silent for a while, and finally said: "About you and Mr. Lin going to the bar to watch your brother's performance, by the way— —The company did not make a plan for the high consumption, but I don’t think the problem is very big. After all, this is just a private act, which is reasonable and legal. However, due to Wanzhu’s publicity, your image has always been relatively high. It is low-key, so I suggest that similar behaviors can be carried out in a small area in the future, and I will also notify the department staff to pay attention, please rest assured."

Lin Hui frowned and listened to it for a long time, and then he understood what he meant: it's not illegal to pretend to be coercive, and the next time you show off your wealth, you'd better find a private occasion.

He Jianshan hung up the phone, seeing Lin Hui's expression, he couldn't help laughing: "Can you be a little more at ease now?"

"It's better to file a case, otherwise I always feel uneasy."

Lin Hui walked into the kitchen and put the fish he just bought into the sink. When the two returned, they went to the supermarket again, brought back a fish, and planned to drink fish porridge at night. Lin Hui saw that he was idle at the moment, thinking that he should just slice the fish first, marinate it a little, and then put it in the pot at night.

"I'll get it." He Jianshan rolled up his sleeves and walked over.

Lin Hui listened and shook his head: "No, the fish is too fishy, ​​you are sensitive to taste, go and help me build Lego first."

He Jianshan stopped and asked, "How did you find out?"

"What did you find? Did you find that you don't like smelling all kinds of smells?" Lin Hui was extremely helpless. "Every time you go on business trips with you, your eyebrows will wrinkle when you enter the hotel. You can't stand the smell in the hotel lobby."

At first, he thought that He Jianshan was dissatisfied with something, but after paying attention a few times, he realized that he might not like all kinds of strong smells, even the smell of ordinary toiletries.

"Now that I'm well adjusted, can you smell me and see if there is any scent on me?"

Before he started to kill the fish, Lin turned around, looked at He Jianshan and said with a smile, "What scent, isn't it just the scent of shower gel and shampoo?"

"No, just guess."

Lin Hui was a little curious, and leaned in to smell it: "Well, there is also the smell of the spices that Xiao Nanxuan ordered."

He Jianshan was amused by him, so he simply hugged Lin Hui: "Take a serious guess."

"Okay, okay," Lin Hui sniffed earnestly in He Jianshan's embrace, "Well—it seems a little sweet, a little minty, and fishy..."

Lin Hui muttered for a long time, but finally conceded: "I really don't know."

"What do you smell on yourself?"

"It's mint, and the sweetness of oranges, eaten at a restaurant at noon, and fish—"

Lin Hui suddenly raised his head and stared blankly at the person in front of him.

He Jianshan laughed: "Assistant Lin, we have the same taste, collectively referred to as—"

"The taste of home."

The author has something to say:

Assistant Lin: Guess what smells on me?

Mr. He: The taste of He Jianshan.

It's Friday again, but Assistant Lin is working overtime this Saturday, hehe.