Tang Si frowned slightly, and followed Bo Shiyan's gaze to look at the monitor.
"!" He stood up immediately: "How do you know her?"
"She came to consult me about depression before, and said that her boyfriend had a tendency to do so. I said she wanted to meet but she wouldn't let me meet, and I asked no one and didn't tell anyone."
"I guess her boyfriend is a person with a special job, otherwise he wouldn't be so mysterious."
As Bo Shiyan said, he saw that Tang Si's expression was not quite right, his tone of voice was accurate, and he raised his eyebrows at Tang Si: "What? Do you know him?"
"Do you like her or is she going to chase you? You look like a ghost." Bo Shiyan narrowed his eyes slightly: "I think this girl has a boyfriend, and she likes her boyfriend very much. So you like her?"
Bo Shiyan looked like he was watching the show: "She will come in soon, do you want me to match you up?"
Tang Si: "She is my girlfriend, I want you to match me?"
Bo Shiyan: "??!"
What? !
It wasn't long after he returned to China, and he didn't have much time to meet Tang Si. After all, Tang Si's work was always in a hurry, so it was really not easy to meet him.
Tang Si got up and walked to the innermost part: "Don't say I'm here, and don't say my physical condition."
If anything, he told her himself.
It was learned from a third party that Song Yi decided in her heart that she would not be comfortable.
Now his situation is not completely confirmed, so before that, he doesn't plan to tell Song Yi.
He didn't know that Song Yi was doing so many things for him behind his back.
Bo Shiyan nodded, looked at Tang Si, and said three words calmly: "Hush money."
"" Tang Si: "Why don't you pay attention to money?"
Bo Shiyan pushed his glasses slowly, with a smile on his face: "Like I said, I'm a poor man, earning all my hard-earned money."
"Heh." Tang Si sneered.
"Ding dong—" the doorbell rang.
Bo Shiyan looked at Tang Si: "Will you give it? I'm going to open the door."
He was cheated a lot by Tang Si before, this is called feng shui turn, if he can get cheated back, he is an idiot if he doesn't cheat.
Don't take advantage of the bastard.
"How many?"
Bo Shiyan: "One million?"
Tang Si sat down instantly: "Then you go and open the door."
"" Bo Shiyan: "It's a good negotiation, a good negotiation, one hundred, one hundred yuan, right?"
"One-buy-buy, no kidding."
Tang Si: "Just your medical ethics."
"Patient information can't be leaked at will, don't you know?"
Bo Shiyan: "Yes, but I can say that I have a patient named Tang Si, whose condition is similar to what she described."
In the end, the hush money was settled at a price of one hundred yuan.
Bo Shiyan felt that the legs of a fly are also legs, and this is what adds up.
"Doctor Bo." Song Yi came in from the outside.
She was dressed simply, but she was extremely coquettish. She had always been like that, looking soft and weak, exuding a proud and charming air all over her body.
"Miss Song, long time no see, sit down first."
"I'm here today, what do you need to consult?" Bo Shiyan said, "If you want to see a doctor, it's better to bring the patient to me."
"You describe it verbally, and it's hard for me to judge his symptoms." Bo Shiyan sat on the sofa, his tone was calm, and his whole person was serious: "So it's better to bring the patient."
"No." Song Yi shook her head, she smiled: "I turned back, not for this matter."
"I think I did something wrong." Song Yi sat upright: "I want to respect his subjective opinion, at least he looks normal. He has his own ideas, and I choose to respect them."
"My boyfriend is a very smart person." Song Yi raised his eyes, looked at Bo Shiyan with a smile, the light in his eyes was bright and amazing: "He must be clear about his own physical and psychological conditions."
"So I can't find treatment for him and force him to receive treatment."
Bo Shiyan: "Then do you know that if your boyfriend is more serious, he has no way of judging whether he needs to seek medical treatment?"
Song Yi raised her eyebrows with a clear face: "I know."
"But if he thinks he's normal, then he's normal, then he's still him, in every way. That's who he is."
"You are blind."
Song Yi: "He is my direction, it doesn't matter if I am blind, if I go astray, I am willing."
She smiled: "He's not having a good life and is not happy. It seems that many people have been going against his ideas all the time, but I want to obey him."
"He has magic like that."
That's what makes some people so attractive.
Bo Shiyan still wanted to say something.
Song Yi knew what he was going to say, so she said before Bo Shiyan said, "I'm not crazy, don't worry."
"If one day he is really out of control, I will take him away from the crowd, away from the world. It will not bring any harm to the safety of society."
"You came to tell me this today?" Bo Shiyan asked.
"Yes, but there is one more thing." Song Yi looked at Bo Shiyan: "If one day he volunteers to see a doctor, I'll bring him to you, and don't tell him I've been here."
"I don't want him to know these things, I did it myself." Song Yi raised her eyebrows slightly: "If he knows, he will feel bad. I don't want him to feel bad."
She knew Tang Si very well, and he wished he could hold himself in the palm of his hand. No need to do anything.
Bo Shiyan nodded: "Okay, I see, I hope you are happy."
The relationship between the two is good, it is engraved in the bone marrow.
He, an outsider, felt it.
After Song Yi explained these things, she answered the phone and left.
Bo Shiyan looked at her back, and he leaned back on the sofa in a relaxed manner: "Let's go, come out."
Tang Si came out from inside with no emotion on his face.
He sat opposite to Bo Shiyan.
Bo Shiyan looked at Tang Si and smiled: "She really likes you very much, it can be seen that you like her very much too."
"I thought you would never find a girlfriend in your life. I really didn't expect it." Bo Shiyan commented on Song Yi in a flat tone.
"She's pretty good, suitable for you, with foresight, foresight, wisdom, high emotional intelligence and high IQ. It's rare for a girl to make her way in the entertainment industry by herself."
Bo Shiyan's evaluation was very objective: "And she looks stunning."
He turned his head to look at Tang Si: "The first time I saw her, I was amazed. I have never seen a girl who can be so beautiful."
That kind of obsequiousness, if it is too much, it will look vulgar, and if it is less, it will not have that taste, but she is just right, making people feel comfortable.
"Isn't it comfortable to get along with her?"
Tang Si glanced at Bo Shiyan lightly: "I've never seen you gossip like this before."
"I'm asking the patient from the perspective of a doctor." Bo Shiyan said seriously, "Why do you always think of people so dirty?"
"Studies have shown that being with someone you like has a huge impact on your well-being, so being with her when you can is really good for you," he said.
Tang Si ignored Bo Shiyan, didn't he know about these things
"You come up with a follow-up treatment plan for me." Tang Si stood up: "I'm leaving first."
Bo Shiyan: "You just came, where are you going?"
"Do you need to give me a physical examination?" Tang Si asked.
"No," Bo Shiyan said, "I've already checked it before, so I don't need it now, let's discuss a plan."
"You are a professional, don't ask me."
"I want to ask if your time is convenient." Bo Shiyan: "When the plan comes out later, you don't have enough time. Is it not for nothing?"
Tang Si tilted his head and shook the mobile phone in his hand: "There is a problem with calling."
After speaking, turn around and prepare to leave.
Bo Shiyan: "Remember to transfer one hundred yuan to me."
"One hundred yuan?" Tang Si waved to Bo Shiyan with his back turned: "I don't remember."
Bo Shiyan: ""
Those who are stingy will not give a hundred yuan.
Song Yi received a call and wanted to go to the company.
Song Nuan's condition has recovered and she is recuperating from her injuries. Song Yi is relieved that she still has to devote herself to her work.
To be honest, her work is actually very busy, and now she doesn't know how many things have piled up to deal with.
The thing she is most fortunate about now is that the artists under her banner have not caused any big scandals and big news for her, and she needs to go to public relations, otherwise she will really go crazy.
All the way to the company.
Li Wen said: "Several artists will come to the company in a while, and they have already been screened over there. This is the last round for you. If possible, the contract will be finalized."
"good."
The two talked while walking, Song Yi finally went to the office and turned on the computer.
"Have they all come here? Then come in one by one." Song Yi sat behind the desk.
His unsmiling aura is very chilling.
She has an air of prestige without anger, and she handles work matters very decisively and neatly.
Li Wen: "I'll go outside and ask them to come in one by one in order."
Song Yi opened her laptop and nodded slightly.
She turned on her laptop, and instead of looking at the artist's profile, she checked her mailbox, which contained a lot of work emails.
She has not been online for a long time, and some emails should be processed and answered.
Now that the end of the year is approaching, there are many contracts with partners that should be discussed later.
Song Yi leaned on the chair, just clicked on the mailbox, the computer screen suddenly went black.
Song Yi frowned, thinking that there was no electricity, she turned off the phone suddenly, bent over to find the charger to try it out, when the black screen of the computer screen suddenly lit up again.
She stopped looking for the charger and stared at the computer screen.
On the screen, black background and white words were displayed one by one: [It's time for you to come back.]
Song Yi lowered her eyebrows, and immediately looked around the office, but found nothing wrong.
This typography was only displayed for four or five seconds before it went out, and then the computer returned to normal.
Song Yi exhaled slightly, staring at the computer screen feeling flustered and uncertain.
Just such a computer has been hacked by others, can she still use this computer to do things with peace of mind
She feels that there is nothing to say in such an era of advanced network information.
It seems that Fu Jingsheng should be asked to build a firewall for his computer.
But what does that sentence mean
return? Where are you going? Song Yi didn't quite understand, it was just a row of words, without giving any clues.
Is this threatening her, or trying to trick her
"Kuuuuuuuu—" At this time, there was a knock on the door.
It's the interview artist.
Song Yi collected her own thoughts and started to work.
Regarding the typesetting on the computer, we can only investigate after work.
There are many unsolved mysteries waiting for her, but these things can't disrupt the rhythm of her normal life, it will be messed up.
The artists interviewed went well, and they were all good prospects.
The last person to come in.
It's a man, he looks young, but his temperament is very sophisticated and old.
It looks like an old river and lake that has gone through thousands of sails.
Wearing a black windbreaker, loose trousers, and a turtleneck sweater inside, he looks elegant and luxurious.
From the feet to the strands of hair, they are all exquisite and meticulous.
Song Yi withdrew her gaze: "Sit down first."
Her tone was flat, and there was a slight smile on her face.
To do this business is not completely fierce, but also with a smile, but this smile is not gentle and friendly at all, this smile carries a strong sense of alienation and distance.
It's cold, and strangers are not allowed to enter.
She said sit down.
But the man in front of him remained motionless.
Just stand in front of her.
Song Yi frowned slightly, and couldn't help but looked up at the man again.
The line of sight is to examine and measure.
Similarly, this man seemed to be looking at her with such a gaze.
"What?" Song Yi spoke first, looking at him and asking.
The man straightened his cuffs slightly, his demeanor was elegant and meticulous.
"This chair has been sat by a lot of people, right?" His tone was unhurried, revealing a clear and elegant tone.
Every move is like a noble son.
Song Yi frowned, where did this pretense come from
She snorted and looked at him raising her eyebrows: "So?"
The man looked at Song Yi and smiled, and he smiled too, very appropriately: "So I don't sit, because I think it's dirty."
Having said this, it fits his pretentious temperament very well.
Song Yi put her arms around her chest, leaned back in the chair, smiled lightly, bright and beautiful: "So, are you a clean freak?"
"Yes." The man replied without hesitation, "So I won't sit."
"Then you are not suitable for my company, nor for being an artist, nor for entering the entertainment industry."
"reason?"
"Does this need a reason?" Song Yi looked at him: "As far as you are so dirty, which artist doesn't appear in various public places? You are not suitable."
"I have such a dream, I can try to overcome it." The man said slowly, "I hope Mr. Song will give me this opportunity."
"After all, I also came in after a lot of examinations. You can't just reject me because I have a cleanliness. It's a bit unfair to me."
Song Yi's lips moved slightly, ready to say something.
"Where is Song Yi?! Tell Song Yi to come out!" Suddenly there was a noisy voice outside.