After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

Chapter 147: Extra four

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Yin Ronglan has become more and more lethargic recently. He is not a person who likes to stay in bed.

Not only that, but also infected with the habit of eating sweets. Before that, Yin Ronglan had always been reluctant to try too many sweets.

Just in case, Chen Zhan took him to the hospital for a comprehensive check-up. When he got the report, both parties breathed a sigh of relief... Fortunately, except for the spirit, everything was normal.

"Since the split personality has been ruled out," Chen Zhan thought for a while and used his wild imagination: "Why don't we go to the obstetrics and gynecology department for a test?"

Yin Ronglan's expression changed slightly.

Chen Zhan said with a smile: "Didn't you say that love makes people strong, maybe love can produce miracles."

"… "

Yin Ronglan rubbed his brows, and once again he must not be so easy to pretend to be a ghost in front of the other party, and he would have to pay it back sooner or later. Even if Chen Zhan forgets, his small notebook will always remind the master of his shame.

After returning home at noon, the familiar drowsiness swept over. I just wanted to take a nap, but turned my face slightly, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

"Mr. Yin."

A bit noisy.

"Mr. Yin."

One after another, Yin Ronglan frowned and finally opened his eyes.

In front of him is a spacious and bright office, and the person standing in front of him is looking at him nervously: "Mr. Yin, there are documents that you need to sign."

Yin Ronglan: "Little Zhao, why are you here?"

The subordinate was stunned: "My surname is Zhang."

The hand holding the pen was stiff for a moment, Yin Ronglan's eyes moved slightly, but he quickly pretended to be nonchalant, and after examining the document, he said, "Just kidding."

The subordinates thought about it for a while, as expected of a boss, and his humor cells are different from ordinary people.

When he left, Yin Ronglan quickly began to calmly analyze the current situation: dreaming, pranking, crossing.

The possibility of a prank is not high, Chen Zhan will not make such a clumsy joke, and the assistant will not cooperate at the risk of being fired. There are only two possibilities left.

Yin Ronglan looked out the window. There were many high-rise buildings. The floor he was on was at least twelve floors. Some people would know that they were dreaming when they were in a dream. The biggest difference between a dream and reality lies in logic and coherence.

In a dream, one second you can walk on the street, and the next moment you may broadcast live in Antarctica.

However, until just now, everything he had encountered was logical, so Yin Ronglan would not be so foolish as to make a dangerous attempt to throw himself up.

I looked through the wallet to find the documents, and carefully looked at some documents in the drawer, and quickly determined some key points: According to the date of birth on the ID card, he was one year older than he remembered, and his name also had a character. The difference, here, his name is Yin Kulan.

This name is really unbearable... If he hadn't found some perfect logical chains, Yin Ronglan might have immediately judged that he was dreaming.

However, the social status has not changed much, and now there is only one thing to be sure...

When trying to dial a familiar number in memory, the prompt is an empty number.

My heart tightened slightly, I pondered for a moment, searched the Internet for entries about Jiang Ying and Lin Chiang, and was surprised to see a novel: "Billions of Stars".

After roughly browsing, Yin Ronglan's eyes were fixed on the screen. He was not mentioned in the novel, but the past of Chen Zhan's crazy pursuit of Jiang Ying really happened.

parallel world.

The word first came to mind.

He doesn't worry about other things, the only worry is whether Chen Zhan will appear in this world, at least from the Internet entries, there is no way to collect more useful information.

Yin Ronglan called his subordinates in again and scolded him. When he was really sure that he did not intersect with Chen Zhan, his eyes were a bit obscure.

"I have a headache, please drive me back."

Naturally, his subordinates didn't know that it was because he didn't know the location of his home, so he nodded quickly and said a few words of concern.

On the way, Yin Ronglan said casually: "I'm looking for someone." His name has changed, and I don't know if Chen Zhan will change. Thinking of this, he frowned and said, "Anyone with the surname Chen or the word Zhan in his name is old. Should be no more than thirty years old."

Fortunately, the subordinates are the same as before, with strong execution, and rarely ask the reason, and quickly come up with a barely feasible plan: "We are not the police, we can only attract some people through social recruitment."

Yin Ronglan nodded: "The conditions are relaxed."

Originally, things were about to be finalized, and for some reason, I always felt that something was missing, and after a while, he said: "There will also be school recruitment."

The subordinate nodded.

A week has passed and nothing has been found.

Even Yin Ronglan gradually felt hopeless. What if Chen Zhan was not in the city? Or, there has never been such a person in this world.

Before his hope was dashed, he did two things. The first was to go to the temple on the mountain to make a wish.

It sounds ridiculous, even Yin Ronglan thinks so. Chen Zhan usually said that he was pretending to be a ghost, but one day he actually asked the ghost.

On weekdays, he had to pay alone to go to the temple to kneel and worship, and only he and another pair of mother and daughter came to the temple to offer incense.

The mother said to the little girl tenderly, "You must be pious when you make a wish, and let the spirit of God be inspired by your will."

Yin Ronglan pondered for a moment after hearing the words, looked at the Buddha statue and said softly: "If I can't find him, I will first let out the rumor that he is haunted and then jump down from the mountainside, no more pilgrims will dare to come and offer incense in the future, so that you will stop offering sacrifices. ."

Mother:"… "

little girl:"… "

What kind of ruthless man is this

The second thing is to take the subordinates to get drunk.

Subordinate: "You often say that you are drunk and make mistakes."

Yin Ronglan: "Relieve the pressure."

The anger and helplessness under the backlog of not being able to find someone has put him on the verge of collapse.

The subordinate wondered: "Why did you bring me?"

Yin Ronglan said coldly, "Your role is to look at me and prevent me from being chaotic after drinking."

"...What if you can't stop it?"

Yin Ronglan: "I already have someone in my heart. If I have desires for others, I'm not as good as a beast. You can do it ruthlessly."

The two finally chose to be in a ktv, where there is alcohol and it is not as messy as a bar, which is easy to save unnecessary trouble.

Yin Ronglan asked for a few bottles of wine with a relatively high degree of alcohol, and sat in the corner to drink it.

The subordinates sat on the side and played a supervisory role, and occasionally sighed, and for the first time found that the boss also had a lot of powerless things.

"I want a life in full bloom—" Suddenly, a soulful and magical singing came into the ear, and the subordinate let out a hiss. This song was a bit too scary... It could even be heard from across the room.

Subconsciously, he got up and closed the box door.

"and many more."

Yin Ronglan suddenly spoke, although the voice was completely different, but in a trance, he felt a bit like that person.

Chen Zhan sings well, it can even be called good, but there is only one song, he will only occasionally sing that voice in the middle of the night, without a pitch, it is more like a catharsis.

"Go and have a look." Yin Ronglan suddenly stood up.

The subordinates were unclear, so they followed.

Someone just came out of the box next door and looked around, as if looking for the direction of the bathroom. At the same time, several voices came from inside—

"Three hundred and sixty lines, talents like you can find a way out even if they fail the college entrance examination."

"It's Chen Zhan, don't be too sad. I'm even worse, my family forced me to repeat it."

"… "

What to say later, Yin Ronglan couldn't hear it anymore, only two words kept repeating in his mind - Chen Zhan.

He slammed the door and entered, the voices inside were interrupted, and he looked at the uninvited guest with a look of surprise.

Yin Ronglan's eyes swept across the crowd, and finally stopped on the young man holding the microphone.

It is different from the appearance in memory, at most it is somewhat similar, but the eyes are the same, he smiled and walked over: "Your eyes..."

Chen Zhan frowned and patted off the claws that came up. Where did the drunk uncle come from

"Chen Zhan, I know it's you." Yin Ronglan smiled and said, "I am Yin Ronglan."

The subordinate hurried up to hold him: "You are drunk and confused, your name is Yin Kulan."

Yin Ronglan shook him off and hugged Chen Zhan: "It's good that you are alive in this world."

At this moment, the air is quiet.

Chen Zhan was expressionless and punched in the past.

Yin Ronglan was in pain, but did not let go of his hand. The subordinate gritted his teeth, attacked from the side, and punched again.

Chen Zhan frowned: "Aren't you guys from the same group?"

The subordinate sneered: "He is drunk and not very conscious, so don't care."

"Forget it, let's go." A girl was a little frightened, and she didn't want to get involved in trouble.

Chen Zhan agreed, put on his jacket and prepared to leave.

Who knew that before taking two steps, his wrist was tightly held: "Really don't remember me?"

Yin Ronglan didn't take his eyes off his face for a moment.

"Let go." Chen Zhan spit out two words coldly.

Yin Ronglan suddenly thought of the conversation she heard before, and asked tentatively, "Do you think you're not worthy of me because you didn't go to university?"

Chen Zhan hadn't made a statement yet, his subordinates took a deep breath, secretly saying that there is really no pot that can't be opened and lifted. They are all people who have gone through the college entrance examination. They know the psychological pressure they will face at that time. Now they say this, aren't they looking for a fight

That's exactly what happened.

Chen Zhan, who was about to leave, showed no mercy, and kicked him sideways. He could even hear the wind.

This time Yin Ronglan dodged, and after a few tricks with him, he said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you don't remember, just start all over again."

The subordinates don't know how to fight, so he gritted his teeth and covered his head with a cushion and rushed between the two, angrily accusing the boss: "He's still a child!"

If you want to have sex after drinking, you must at least find a suitable object.

"He is at least eighteen years old," Yin Ronglan analyzed calmly: "Judging from his clothes and failing in the college entrance examination, his family background is average, and his brain... is not suitable for studying. Maybe he is one to two years later than his peers."

With such an inference, a conservative estimate should be nineteen.

The subordinate saw Chen Zhan's expression from the corner of his eye and said 'finished'.

Sure enough, Chen Zhan's face sank: "It turned out to be pretending to be drunk."

After the language was finished, his hands became more ruthless.

A few students next to them were busy pulling the rack, and the fruit plate on the table fell to the ground, attracting the attention of the waiter, thinking it was a group fight, so they hurriedly called the police.

Twenty minutes later, Chen Zhan, Yin Ronglan and their subordinates sat at the police station and accepted the transcript.

The rest of the people didn't make a move. It was getting late and they were let go one after another because they were worried about their family members.

The police officer stared at the three people, and finally his eyes stayed on Yin Ronglan who had been keeping his head down. Was it an illusion? The man seemed to be smiling all the time.

"Reborn Financial Giants"

At this moment, Yin Ronglan suddenly raised his head and held Chen Zhan's hand: "Subconsciously, you love me." After a while, he said: "Otherwise, why would you send me into the game?"

"… "

"Generally, only people who have a deep relationship with you can have this kind of treatment, and we are only meeting for the first time." Yin Ronglan looked gentle: "The world has changed, memories have changed, but I have always been different in your heart. "

"..." Chen Zhan pulled out his hand and looked at the police officer: "Does the responsibilities of beating someone with a mental illness take a lot less?"

Although the situation has not been clarified, from the remarks just now, the police officer has put him in the position of the victim, and said with some sympathy: "It depends on the situation."

Correspondingly, treat the culprit less pleasantly: "Name."

"Yin Ronglan."

The subordinate said quickly: "Ku, Yin Kulan."

Smelling the smell of alcohol emanating from Yin Ronglan, the police officer frowned, was drunk, and was mentally ill. In this case, his family was usually taken back to take care of him, and at most he would lose some money. Thinking of this, he was angry.

"Why take advantage of others?"

Yin Ronglan pointed to the bruises on his body, and said regretfully, "I didn't account for it."

The policeman restrained his strange gaze and continued to ask, "Age?"

"Twenty..." Yin Ronglan looked at his subordinate: "Are you in your twenties?"

The subordinate had a headache and asked the police, "Can I go buy some hangover medicine?"

Seeing someone who was forcing a heartfelt complaint with Chen Zhan, the police officer said helplessly, "Go ahead."

Yin Ronglan was indeed quite drunk, otherwise he would not be so reckless. Fortunately, he didn't completely lose his mind. He knew that forcing the continuation of the relationship would fail. Instead, he stared straight at Chen Zhan, looking very pitiful.

Eat soft and not hard, this is the character of the other party.

Chen Zhan really hesitated, he could feel that this man was very strong, but now he took the initiative to show his weak side.

"Sorry, you look a lot like my lover." Seizing the gap, Yin Ronglan said softly.

Chen Zhan: "He... ran away with someone else?"

Yin Ronglan shook his head: "He is no longer in this world."

Chen Zhan was startled.

Yin Ronglan's eyes moved slightly... It seems that it is useful to play emotional cards and pretend to be weak.

In the end, Chen Zhan chose not to care anymore. After all, he also hit someone, and it would not be easier if he really pursued it.

It's been an hour since I left the police station.

The night was as cold as water, Chen Zhan walked under the street lights, kicked the stones in the way, and snorted softly, "It's not good for fleeting years."

A headlight flickered twice behind him, illuminating the road ahead for him.

Chen Zhan turned around and saw a black car that looked very valuable.

Yin Ronglan drank, and it was his subordinate who drove the car. He refused to help him and took the initiative to get out of the car, and came to Chen Zhan steadily.

Chen Zhan raised his eyebrows: "Are you sober?"

"Sorry." Yin Ronglan took out a business card: "In order to make up for my fault, you can come to work in our company if you want to."

Knowing what the other party is going to say, he smiled and said first: "There is an address on it, and you can visit it on the spot. Even a liar can't create a company out of thin air."

Chen Zhan glanced at the business card and put it in his pocket, but the suspicion in his eyes did not dissipate: "I will consider it."

Turn around and leave.

Yin Ronglan returned to the car, and his subordinate said cautiously, "Send you home?"

Yin Ronglan shook his head: "Don't worry, I'll follow him when he's far away, and find a way to find out where he lives."

It is a long way to come to Japan, and the road ahead is long. Fortunately, I have goals to motivate myself to move forward.

Subordinate: "… "

Isn't this perversion? !