When he arrived at the half-mountain villa in Huguang, Gao Jingge held two cups of soup in his arms, and held a dozen boxes of packed meals in both hands.

The bag contained not only the documents of the equity transaction, but also the secret "task" given to her by Bian Xinglan.

Since Lin Shu resigned, he lives at home every day, like a boneless hermit crab.A few days ago when Tao Xiaotian was hospitalized, Lin Shu would still go out, and when Tao Xiaotian was officially discharged from the hospital, Lin Shu was huddled at home again.

In the past, when Bian Xinglan suggested evil ideas to her, Gao Jingge superficially agreed, but actually ignored them.

But this time, Bian Xinglan said that Lin Shu had something on his mind and was not in the right state, and asked her to go to the house to persuade her to go out to relax, and she had to agree, it was rare to be on the same front as Bian Xinglan.

Fearing that Lin Shu was still asleep and would disturb him, Gao Jingge entered the door lock code and walked in quietly.

As soon as the door was opened, the deafening sound of the violin came from the room, startling Gao Jingge.

Why is there a violin in the room?

Gao Jingge lightly put the food on the shelf, stood on tiptoe, and walked into the house calmly.

The room was filled with white smoke, and there was a sweet, buttery tobacco smell in the air that made her want to cough.

Gao Jingge covered her mouth and nose, walked in quietly, hid behind the vase, squinted her eyes to see the situation in the living room.

Lin Shu sat on the sofa, raised his head to watch the movie on the screen.

He hasn't cut his hair for a long time, and the ends of his hair hang down behind his neck, and the hair is a little messy, and there is even a bunch of dull hair standing beside the hair curl.

Gao Jingge raised her head, her pupils shrank when she saw the person on the curtain.

Qin Yuchi?

Lin Shu was actually watching Qin Yuchi's movie?!

Didn't Lin Shu tell her to let the flowers Qin Yuchi send her go and let them rot?

Gao Jingge observed secretly, trying to convince herself that it was a coincidence, maybe Lin Shu only wanted to watch a movie, not Qin Yuchi.

But an even more terrifying scene appeared.

In the movie, Qin Yuchi threw out the spinning knife in his hand, and the camera also switched to another scene.

And Lin Shu seemed dissatisfied with the camera transition, clicked his tongue irritably, and dragged the progress bar back to Qin Yuchi's personal camera.

If Lin Shu only dragged the progress bar once, Gao Jingge could still find an excuse. Maybe he just wanted to watch this scene.

But Lin Shu dragged the progress bar several times, and when he had seen enough, he jumped to the next single shot of Qin Yuchi, and he was very familiar with the movie.

Lin Shu is interested in Qin Yuchi?!

Gao Jingge felt ridiculous, and it took nearly two minutes to accept it.

Taking a deep breath to calm down, Gao Jingge stood on tiptoe, quietly walked back to the door, opened it, and then closed it heavily, making a loud noise.

Soon, the violin playing stopped abruptly, replaced by Lin Shu's alert voice.

"Who?" Lin Shu asked.

"It's me," Gao Jingge pretended to have just entered the door, "What are you doing?"

The movie has been closed, and the curtain is white.

Lin Shu turned his head, his eyes were a little red, "I didn't do anything, I was going to sleep."

"I brought you some meals, all of which you like, eat while it's hot." Gao Jingge walked into the living room with the bag, her tone was flat, showing no flaws.

Seeing that it was Gao Jingge, Lin Shu fell down and half-lyed on the sofa and asked, "Why are you here?"

"If I don't come again, you will probably starve to death at home." Gao Jingge unpacked the bag, opened one of the soups, and placed it on the coffee table.

For more than a month after moving to Huguang, Lin Shu lived on wine and biscuits in the locker.

Lin Shu said stubbornly: "I can order takeaway, and I'm not the Old Antique of the last century. I have to be served, and I can't take care of myself."

"I've already negotiated the matter of the shares, and you signed it." Gao Jingge glanced at him and shook her head helplessly.

Gao Jingge took out several power of attorney and transaction application forms, and took out a pen and handed it to Lin Shu.

"Lin's stock price will reach a small peak next week. 0.5% of your shares will be sold in the secondary market, and the rest will be sold to individuals at the daily limit price. If it goes well, I estimate that there will be 20.732 billion."

After four years of hard work, he only has 3.4% of Lin's shares, and he sold them all, which is not as good as his personal sporadic investment.

Lin Shu randomly flipped through the documents, chuckled at himself, and signed with a pen.

"Don't you ask who will take over your equity?" Gao Jingge asked.

Whoever takes over will eventually become spendthrift and foolish. Lin's is now like a beautiful dilapidated house. People outside can't see that the inside has been eaten by moths, and they are running in line.

When an enterprise develops to a peak, it must spend a lot of energy to maintain stability.

In his previous life, Lin Gang believed that he was fascinated by Qin Yuchi and neglected his work for the sake of love, which caused the group to stagnate.

But even if he didn't meet Qin Yuchi, Lin's development would still stagnate and enter a period of difficult stability.

But now, none of this has anything to do with him.

Lin Qixin and those directors are just trash with high eyesight and low abilities. If Lin Gang is smarter and finds someone who can manage the overall situation to preside over the overall situation, Lin may be saved.

After Lin Shu finished signing, he dropped the pen and asked, "Who?"

"Xie Qijun, he wants to take over all the equity in your hand, but I don't agree." Gao Jingge said.

3% is a delicate limit. If an individual's shareholding exceeds this limit, he is eligible to join the board of directors and interfere in the group's decision-making.

What does Xie Qijun want to do?

Could it be that because he smashed the wine bottle that day, Xie Qijun wanted to swallow Mrs. Lin and show off in front of him?

stupid stuff.

But Lin Qixin is also a stupid thing.

If Xie Qijun and Lin Qixin could fight, the scene would be quite lively.

Lin Shu snorted lightly, "Sell all the shares to him, and don't need to sell them through the secondary market."

Gao Jingge was stunned, "You really want to do this? Are you sure?"

"Sure." Lin Shu turned over and was lying on the sofa.

Lin Shu looked lazy, as if he didn't even want to say anything.

Gao Jingge had no choice but to stop discussing this matter. She tapped the table with her knuckles, "Get up, drink the soup, and eat the rice."

Lin Shu ignored her, closed his eyes and pretended not to hear.

"If you don't get up, I'll just stand here and wait until you finish eating." Gao Jingge threatened.

Gao Jingge's gaze was very disturbing, Lin Shu lay flat for a few minutes, couldn't pretend anymore, and sat up irritably.

"Don't worry about it, kindergarten teacher." Lin Shu picked up the spoon in dissatisfaction, and took a sip of fresh chicken soup.

Gao Jingge stood expressionless, standing by the sofa, looking down at Lin Shu eating and drinking soup, really like a teacher supervising children's meals.

The smell of the food and the smell of butter and tobacco mixed together to form a strange smell, which was not unpleasant, but Gao Jingge was very uncomfortable and couldn't help but said: "Smoking less, do you want to die early from lung disease?"

Lin Shu stopped chewing, as if he had been wronged, and glared at her, pointing to the e-cigarette on the table, "I don't smoke, I'm just lighting up fragrance."

There is a row of e-cigarettes on the coffee table. When the pipes are heated, the oil inside will evaporate and disperse in the air.

I have never seen anyone use smoke as a fragrance.

Gao Jingge sighed, took out the travel booklet from the bag, and put it in front of Lin Shu, "Look at this."

Tyrande Bay is printed on the cover of the booklet, and there is a promotional slogan "Welcome to Koh Samui".

Lin Shu glanced sideways at the words on the booklet, "What is this?"

Gao Jingge is not used to lying, so she coughed unnaturally, "The flyer from the travel agency, when I was driving, someone handed it in through the car window."

Lin Shu grabbed a corner of the brochure, flipped through it, and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing with the flyer?"

"It's winter now, and the temperature in City B is dropping rapidly, and it's going to drop to minus 10 degrees tonight." Whenever Gao Jingge lied, she unconsciously talked too much, "You don't want to live in a warm place?"

He doesn't go out, he stays at home and it's not cold.

Lin Shu raised his eyebrows, threw the flyer to the corner of the coffee table, continued to drink soup, "I don't want to."

It doesn't work to make insinuations, so Gao Jingge had no choice but to play the emotional card.

"Lin Shu..." Gao Jingge said earnestly, "You said you want to rest, and I 100% support it, but you are staying at home now, not eating or going out, what kind of rest is this? Hey.....”

Lin Shu was most afraid that Gao Jingge would speak in such a tone, like his tutor, and would be annoyed.

"I'll tell you when I've decided where to go." Lin Shu temporarily changed his words.

Lin Shu is now a barnacle on the turtle shell. It can't be poked, and it will be counterproductive if you poke too hard. You can only poke carefully every day until Lin Shu changes his mind.

Gao Jingge stopped persuading, "Then think about it carefully, no matter where you want to go, I will help you arrange it."

"understood."

Lin Shu doesn't eat much, and recently he lacked appetite. He tasted the dishes a little, drank a few mouthfuls of soup and was full, and quickly put down his chopsticks and lay back on the sofa.

Gao Jingge had nothing to do with him, so he took the leftovers into the kitchen, divided them into ten sets of meals, packed them, and put them in the freezer to keep them fresh.

"I put the vegetables in the refrigerator. When you are hungry, take a box of lunch in the freezer and microwave the microwave for five minutes on low and five minutes on high. Remember?" Gao Jingge said like a child.

Lin Shu closed his eyes, as if he was very sleepy and was going to sleep.

"Then shall I go?"

"Ok."

Gao Jingge put away the power of attorney and other materials, and left quietly.

When they arrived at the door, Gao Jingge stopped and asked intentionally: "Mr. Qin is still sending you flowers, what should we do with those flowers? Still ignore them and let them rot?"

Qin Yuchi probably knew that Lin Shu had moved, so he stopped sending flowers a long time ago. Gao Jingge lied, but just wanted to test Lin Shu.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and then came Lin Shu's hoarse answer, "Throw it all away, or give it to someone else, it's up to you to deal with it."

"Okay, I see." Gao Jingge opened the door and closed it again.

Gao Jingge didn't leave directly, but stood at the door with her back leaning against the door and waited. The winter wind blew her hands and feet cold.

Twenty minutes later, Gao Jingge turned around again, entered the door lock code, gently opened the door and walked in.

The wall-mounted speakers blared loudly, no longer the sound of a violin, but a gentle wedding march.

Lin Shu sat up, wrapped his arms around his knees, put his chin on his elbows, and curled up into a ball, like a helpless and lonely child.

In the movie, Qin Yuchi was wearing a white suit, holding a tied white rose in his hand, and said with a gentle smile, "I love you..."

The author has something to say:

Lin Shu: As if he was talking to me.