Lin Zhenfei was stabbed twice by his father.
One knife in the left thigh, one knife in the right thigh.
Neither of these two knives hurt the tendons, nor did they reach the depth of the bone. This should have been a good thing to be thankful for, if it wasn't for Lin Shiheng who still took people to work in the company on the grounds that he was not seriously injured.
Lin Zhenfei once fantasized about being brought to work in the Lin family after graduation. After all, he is the only heir to the Lin family. No matter how bad his studies are, he will always inherit the family business.
The work he imagined: a luxurious office, an obedient female secretary, a king-like self wherever he goes, and everyone who sees him will say respectfully, Mr. Lin.
On the first day at work, the ruthless old father shattered his sweet dreams.
"You're so stupid, it's a waste of your job to be an assistant at work, and temporarily be my life assistant."
At six o'clock in the morning, Lin Zhenfei, whose thighs were still aching, was woken up by Lin Shiheng himself. While dozing off to eat breakfast, he listened to his father's arrangements for him.
"Do you understand what life assistant means?"
Lin Zhenfei was so sleepy that he almost buried his face in the white porridge in front of him, but his fear of his father still made him barely stand up, try to open his eyes wide, and rack his brains to think: "Do you take care of Dad's life?"
"No."
Lin Shiheng finished drinking the white porridge in front of him, put the boiled eggs on the table in his pocket, and said expressionlessly, "You are so stupid, how could you take care of me."
"Life assistant is to maintain the same life as me, understand?"
keep living like daddy...
Lin Zhenfei's spirit was shocked, and he immediately began to describe a scene in his mind where he followed his father in formal clothes, sat arrogantly and arrogantly on the boss's chair and reprimanded a group of subordinates.
There are very few teenagers of this age who like majesty.
Compared with showing off a new car and a new villa to a group of peers about his age, of course, it is more exciting to be the big boss in control of the company's destiny.
Lin Zhenfei was excited.
Lin Zhenfei was happy.
Lin Zhenfei was about to float into the sky.
Then he was led by Lin Shiheng to run in his garden for an hour and a half.
It's half past six in the morning! ! !
Let a man with a thigh injury run! !
People do!
During the first lap, Lin Zhenfei was in high spirits, and was particularly proud to overtake his father who was running forward slowly.
Although he was injured, the injury was not serious. Although it would be a little painful to run, it didn't matter. The happiness that surpassed his father was enough to offset the pain.
During the second lap, his legs gradually lost strength, and he slowly descended, but the slower he was, the harder it was to lift his legs. Just when he wanted to stop and rest, Lin Shiheng slowly took out his arms. Get out a stun stick.
Then, it landed firmly on Lin Zhenfei's ass.
"Ow!!!!"
The gardener in the garden who was watering with love and dedication raised his head strangely and looked left and right.
Whose Hutches were released, and the screaming was too miserable.
At eight o'clock, Lin Zhenfei turned into a salted fish.
is really salty.
He hasn't exercised like this for a long time, and his usual life is either drinking or staying up late, or dancing and playing with a group of friends and friends, such as running, which is not within the scope of Lin Dashao's consideration at all.
Now that he ran like this suddenly, he was so exhausted that he was sweating profusely.
As we all know, sweat is salty.
The salty sweat flowed into the wound that had not yet healed, and the sourness was enough to make Lin Zhenfei, who was already tired to death, lie on the ground with a bitter face.
Because he ran out of strength, he was powerless to even cry.
Lin Zhenfei, who was stinky and sweaty, was sent to take a bath by Lin Shiheng with disgust.
At 8:30 in the morning, the two arrived at the company.
Assistant Zhao kindly moved another small desk in Lin Shiheng's office.
"Lin Shao, this is where you work from now on. Usually, it's not a big deal. It's just to help Director Lin pour water, get food, or send documents or something."
It doesn't sound very technical.
Lin Zhenfei carefully sat down with his limp legs and relaxed a little.
After going through the cruelty of running for an hour and a half, I still feel more comfortable in the office.
With the air conditioner blowing and facing the computer, life is still very comfortable.
Lin Shiheng sat behind his large desk, glanced up at silly son, hehe sneered, and handed over the document in his hand.
"Send it to the third floor, no elevator is allowed."
Lin Zhenfei: "...Dad, this is the twenty-first floor."
"I know."
The well-dressed man took off the glasses he wore at work, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was cold: "You are only like this at the age of eighteen, you don't exercise much, you want me to give black hair to people with white hair. person?"
Lin Zhenfei: "..."
He shivered because of his sore legs after running, trying to escape: "But I'm injured, and if this goes on, the injury will get worse."
"You're right."
Lin Shiheng nodded, bent down, opened the drawer, took out a small bottle and placed it on the table, his magnetic voice was indifferent.
"Take it."
"What's this?"
Lin Zhenfei was both cowardly and curious. While carefully looking at his father's face, he moved over and took the small bottle in his hand.
"Yunnan Baiyao."
The old father's tone was calm: "If you run out of blood, sprinkle some on it, and you won't die in a while."
Lin Zhenfei: … Dad, am I really your biological child
The laziness in his bones made him reluctant to give up and wanted to rescue him again, "But I..."
—Boom!
The stun stick was placed on the table.
The slender fingers holding it were raised to the same height as the handsome face.
Lin Shiheng stared at his son emotionlessly.
"Either, you can keep me on the phone until I get off work, or you can send the documents, choose one of the two, choose by yourself."
Lin Zhenfei, who was still full of bitterness just now, immediately showed a bright smile on his face, holding the document alive and standing at attention.
"I love running stairs! Wait, Dad, I'll be back soon!"
Anyway, Dad couldn't see him when he went out of this door. The big deal was to find a place to squat and rest for a while, and then take the elevator down after calculating the time.
"Ok."
Lin Shiheng responded lightly, turned on the computer with the black screen on the side, and called out the stair monitor in front of Lin Zhenfei.
After placing the monitor in front of Lin Zhenfei, the man sitting behind the desk raised his glass again, took a slow sip, and glanced at his son, the meaning was self-evident.
If you dare to fake it, it will kill you.
Lin Zhenfei's active little heart was pressed down by the electric shock stick again.
With trembling legs, holding the document, he limped into the steps.
On this day, Lin Zhenfei's legs never stopped. He was injured originally, but now it's worse. When Lin Shiheng announced that he was off work, he could not wait to lie on the ground and sleep directly.
But as a modern person, Lin Zhenfei was still strong and first opened the machine that had been closed for a day.
Lin Shiheng was still in a meeting, and Lin Zhenfei secretly hid in the toilet to look at his phone.
The news of ding ding dong dong jumped out immediately, obviously many people were looking for him during the day when he was turned off.
Before Lin Zhenfei clicked to look at them one by one, the phone rang. It was his cousin Cheng Yihua.
Lin Zhenfei has countless friends. Among them, the one with the best relationship is Cheng Yihua, who has a relationship. Although he was betrayed yesterday and had nowhere to ask for help, he has been tortured all day today. When I got to Cheng Yihua's phone, after a few hesitations, I picked it up.
If Cheng Yihua apologized properly, for the sake of them growing up together, Lin Zhenfei could give him a chance to forgive him.
Cheng Yihua was still in high spirits, accompanied by the deafening music background, his roar came out, "Brother! Come on!"
"Hi shit!"
"That's right! I'm just here for Hipi! Let me tell you, there are a lot of beauties and thieves here, and they all like to be provocative!"
How can Lin Zhenfei still think about Miss and Sister now? After being devastated, he just wants to find someone to spit out the bitterness of the day. Hearing Cheng Yihua screaming over there, he is talking to himself. After no apology at all, he hung up the phone in a fit of rage.
Cheng Yihua hung up the phone, and Lin Zhenfei frowned as he looked at how there were dozens of messages and missed calls.
These are his brothers.
We went to the toilet shoulder by shoulder, skipped school together, and raced cars together.
Good brother, good friendship!
It's a pity that it's all fake. At the critical moment, Hanhan is not a little girl who can be trusted.
"Pooh!"
Lin Zhenfei, who was at the moment of grievance, directly took out the phone card, threw it into the toilet and flushed it down. He was full of grievances when he thought of yesterday that these brothers shied away in every possible way, no matter how hard he tried to save him.
What a bunch of beasts.
He unilaterally announced that he would break off with this group of beasts!
Unless they come to him in a low voice and beg him to go back and make peace, he will never forgive them!
Lin Zhenfei was heartless towards his lover, but he still had some nostalgia for this group of brothers who had been with him for more than ten years. After a few hesitations, he still did not delete his WeChat friends.
Why should you give these beasts a platform to ask for forgiveness
"I'm here today, the meeting is over."
Lin Shiheng finished the meeting briefly, sorted out the documents on the table, and saw Assistant Zhao walk in from outside.
"How about it?"
Assistant Zhao made an ok gesture: "That's right, I have just revealed what you mean, Director Lin. In the past six months, no one will dare to ask Lin Shao out to play."
Lin Shiheng nodded, thought about it, and added another sentence.
"One more thing, let them all be conscious and blacklist all of Lin Zhenfei's contact information."
"Those who are not blacklisted will all come to Lin's for an internship. I think their parents will be willing to give me this face."
Assistant Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth, "Director Lin, isn't this a bit too much? Lin Shao is still young, in case he can't stand the blow..."
Overnight, being blocked by all my friends or something, I can't bear to think about it.
"It doesn't matter, coming to Lin's internship is not a life-threatening matter. If someone can hold it, I will not stop it."
Lin Shiheng raised his eyebrows: "But I'm still very curious. In Lin Zhenfei's eyes, how will these brothers who have died will choose."
"It's just an internship, is it really comparable to brotherhood?"
At the same time, Lin Zhenfei in the toilet received WeChat messages with satisfaction.
Look, he's turned off his phone.
Worry, worry, come and ask for forgiveness.
He opened WeChat with a smile on his face, and then the smile froze.
- I'm sorry Zhenfei, see you in the next life.
—Brother, I will miss you, humming.
- Pull the black don't read, eighteen years later, you are still a hero.
Lin Zhenfei: ? ?
He returned the news in shock.
[The other party refuses to accept the message]
Lin Zhenfei: ... ? ?
He tried hard one by one, and was shocked to find that everyone except his cousin had blocked him.
He wasn't angry yet, but this group of people kicked their noses on their faces!
Lin Zhenfei was furious.
He was really angry.
He aggressively dialed his cousin's WeChat number.
The moment it was connected, Lin Zhenfei breathed a sigh of relief.
Look, although the cousin is not reliable at the critical moment, he still has his younger brother in his heart.
"Brother, what's the matter, why did they block me?"
"Ah, let me see."
Cheng Yihua escaped from a group of crazy demons and took out his mobile phone to check the information.
"Brother, thank you for reminding me."
Lin Zhenfei was at a loss, "What? What should I remind you of?"
"du..."
The phone was hung up.
Lin Zhenfei looked at the phone strangely, did he touch it somewhere
[Little Feifei in the waves: Brother? 】
[Nightclub Lord Cheng - ask me to send a photo first. . . Friend authentication is turned on, you are not his (her) friend yet. 】
Overnight, Lin Zhenfei went from having friends all over the world to being a lonely flower.
He was holding the phone in a trance with a dull face, and there was a knock on the door outside.
Assistant Zhao's voice came right after: "Lin Shao, Lin Dong asked you to clean up, it's time to go home for dinner after get off work."
Lin Zhenfei opened the door in a trance.
Outside the door, Assistant Zhao stood with his hands behind his back, looking at him worriedly, "Lin Shao? Are you alright? Your face is ugly, does the wound hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
He had been struggling to survive under the devastation of the Great Demon King's father all day. He was finally able to catch his breath but was blocked by all his friends. Now Lin Zhenfei is like a grass that is struggling to grow. Stop.
In such an environment, Assistant Zhao's concern was like a spring breeze in his heart for him.
He raised his head, and looked at Assistant Zhao in front of him with a pair of eyes similar to his father.
"Uncle Zhao... Thank you, you are such a nice person."
Assistant Zhao showed a friendly smile: "Lin Shao, you are also very nice."
These words simply warmed the heart of the devastated Lin Zhenfei. Holding his fragile little heart, he excitedly and cautiously looked forward to Assistant Zhao.
"Is it true? Do you really think I'm okay?"
"Of course, Lin Shao, a good person like you must be very generous, right?"
Lin Zhenfei vaguely sensed something was wrong, "I... I think so."
"I can rest assured that."
A reassuring smile appeared on Assistant Zhao's face.
—Then took out the stun stick from behind.
"Ow!!!!"
The familiar howl sounded again in the toilet.
"Lin Shao, you've been in the toilet for thirty-four minutes, even if you're constipated, it's not that long. Besides, I stood outside the door for about five minutes when I came just now, and there was no smell at all."
"Slippage during working hours, this is your punishment."
Lin Zhenfei held his arm that was electronumbed with difficulty, "You, you..."
Assistant Zhao bowed at him, still with a kind smile on his face, and his tone was also gentle.
"Lin Shao, this is what Director Lin ordered. You are so kind and generous, so you shouldn't hate my little assistant for this, right?"
Lin Zhenfei: "..."
On this day, he was going to endure the hardship he had never suffered in the first half of his life.
Can you bear it
Hold on, are you still a man! !
Lin Zhenfei clenched his fists tightly, trembling all over his body, endured and endured, but in the end he couldn't hold back, suddenly burst out, and pushed Assistant Zhao away.
—Then with tears in his eyes, he ran out crying.
"Hey, you are bullied!!! I don't do it !! Don't do it !! I have to go home !! I will hill now !!"
"What's wrong with Shao Lin! I'm not right! Can't I be wrong!!"
"You all wait for me, don't bully the young poor, in another eighteen years, I will still be a good man!! Hanhan and I have a litter of children, and we will not give you any of them. Let the air inherit the company and make you mad. !"
Lin Zhenfei, who was wiping tears while thinking frantically, attracted the attention of some employees who had not yet finished get off work.
Most of the employees on the 21st floor are high-level executives, and they are very clear about the fact that the little assistant who came here today is Dong Lin's own son.
They were all curious and quietly probed their brains to check the liveliness here.
Although Director Lin is good-looking, he has always looked like an indifferent and icy beauty. He has always been the same in the company for so many years.
I really didn't expect that Lin Dong's son actually looked like this.
I don't know how Lin Dong is going to deal with this, will he fight? Or will people catch Lin Shao
Finally, under the attention of everyone, Lin Shiheng, who was neatly dressed and expressionless, appeared at the other end of the corridor.
It can be called a narrow encounter with Lin Zhenfei.
Lin Zhenfei cried and coaxed his eyes, his heart had never been so full of anger now.
Even if his father shocked him with a stun stick, he would never give in!
He wanted to rush out from this demon in one rush, and swagger out of the company in front of him.
OK, just do it! !
Lin Zhenfei rushed over—
The onlookers on the 21st floor secretly broke into a cold sweat, nervously watching the scene where the father and son turned their faces.
Lin Zhenfei was still rushing, and his eyes were filled with the belief that no matter what happened, he would never give in.
Even if the person standing in front of him was his father, he was not afraid!
"Dad!! I am today... "
Before Lin Zhenfei made his declaration, Lin Shiheng, who was always expressionless, took out an egg from his pocket.
— Click.
Holding the egg, he bumped it against the wall in front of his son.
Lin Zhenfei sprinted unsteadily and nearly fell to the ground.
He stared blankly at the egg, and there was a dull pain somewhere in his lower body.
Eggs cracked and crumbled.
He felt himself torn apart.
The eggs were peeled, and he twitched his cheeks and shook his legs.
The handsome-looking man with a cold expression just stood there, slowly peeling eggs with his slender hands.
Then, split the peeled white tender egg into two halves.
"Gudong-"
Lin Zhenfei swallowed and his legs continued to tremble.
"What are you going to say to me?"
Lin Shiheng looked at the eggs in his hand, threw them in the trash can, and clapped his hands.
Lin Zhenfei, who watched them go into the trash can, had a stiff expression, as if he saw his two balls being thrown into the trash like this.
He shook his legs tremblingly: "...I, I, that... "
"Ok?"
Lin Shiheng raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips seldom smiled, revealing a threatening arc.
Lin Zhenfei said with a trembling voice: "We... should we get off work today..."