"Master." Ruan Mingchi lowered his voice subconsciously, and called out before approaching the man.
The man turned his head, revealing that gloomy face, his eyes were dark and sinking, nothing floated up, the light couldn't enter his eyes, only despair churned in the depths.
Ruan Mingchi frowned, the heart that had been in sudden pain from just now felt a familiar feeling again, and the body that was dragged by the severe pain even had a little difficulty in breathing.
"Come on." The man beckoned, "He came out without even drying his hair."
"Short hair, let it dry after a while."
"It's very windy here." As the man said, he controlled the electric wheelchair and walked towards the bedroom. Ruan Mingchi followed him curiously, and saw him enter the bathroom, tearing off a towel. But the bathroom was too small, the wheelchair was too big, and it became a little difficult to get out smoothly. Before the man tried a second time, Ruan Mingchi stepped forward, grabbed the handle of the wheelchair, and dragged him out.
The man who returned to the bedroom had a rare softness between his brows, and motioned for him to sit in a wheelchair. Then he took the towel in his hand and wiped his hair that was still dripping.
The hand on the top of the head is not strong, the man who has been disabled for too long has been poisoned again, and his strength is losing little by little, so the strength falls on the top of the head, like a gentle comfort.
Ruan Mingchi lowered his eyes, feeling quietly.
The man said: "You have also seen this hotel. I need to dismantle it and sell it. I will follow the original plan and hand over the rest to you."
"Why disassemble and sell?"
Fool, isn't it for your convenience
The corner of Ji Hao's mouth curled up slightly, and he explained indiscriminately: "Country M's economy has been down recently, and there are very few investors. There are not many who can buy this hotel at one go. Instead of wasting time, it's better to realize it as soon as possible."
After a pause, Ji Hao restrained his smile, frowned, and said, "My health is getting worse and worse, maybe I shouldn't come out this time."
The body of the person in his arms stiffened indiscernibly, but his expression was well controlled, making it hard to tell whether it was because of guilt or the physical reaction caused by over-excitement, but no matter what it was to Ji It doesn't matter to Hao, no matter how many calculations Ruan Mingchi has in his heart, there is only one sincerity, and he will try it out sooner or later.
As if stroking a cat, Ji Hao rubbed Ruan Mingchi's head slowly with his hand, and then exerted a little strength, Ruan Mingchi fell into his arms softly, and he hugged him contentedly The person in his arms controlled the wheelchair to leave the bedroom, and finally came to the balcony again.
The sea level is calm, reflecting orange sparkling waves, and there are ships passing by in the distance, quiet and serene.
Ji Hao kissed Ruan Mingchi on the forehead, and said: "Maybe I should leave you more things. If I'm not here, you are the one I worry about the most. You are so good..."
The arms around Ruan Mingchi's waist suddenly tightened, holding him tightly in his arms, and murmured: "That's good... I should have a better life..."
Ruan Mingchi's eyelashes trembled, letting himself be strangled by those arms, letting his breathing be difficult, letting his heart be numb, he lowered his eyes to look at his fingers, his thick black eyelashes trembled, drawing the depths of his black eyes The emotions were completely covered up, and Ji Hao was allowed to play around like a doll.
But deep down, something was churning, making him faintly sick.
…
Early the next morning, the manager knocked on the door, and Ruan Mingchi, who was already prepared, walked out lightly. Before leaving, he opened the bedroom and took a look. Ji Hao was still sleeping on the bed, the dim light in the bedroom made his figure not clearly visible, as if he was hidden in the darkness, and seemed to disappear completely for a second.
Ruan Mingchi froze for a moment, his legs seemed to be nailed to death, he couldn't move half a bit, forcing him to use all his strength to distinguish the figure in the dark, until he saw the man's face clearly, he let out a leisurely breath.
All the way down the stairs, Ruan Mingchi was a little absent-minded.
He wondered inexplicably, if one day he woke up, the person next to the bed was gone, and he faced the sunny morning alone, would that be the freedom he pursued
The nausea that lasted from last night to today has not disappeared, and even a little intensified.
The manager asked him, "Do you need breakfast?"
Ruan Mingchi shook his head: "No need."
He has no appetite.
Ji Hao was coughing all the time last night, and he didn't even get close to him. He should have felt happy to be able to escape, but the feeling of happiness didn't really appear. He has been very uncomfortable since yesterday, maybe he was sick.
Yes, sick.
After swimming and standing under the air conditioner for a long time, I should be sick.
So in order not to affect today's work, Ruan Mingchi asked his assistant to get some cold medicine to treat the cold, and then worked hard to concentrate on dealing with the manager before the drowsiness came.
With the experience of last time, this time went much smoother. This may also have something to do with Ji Hao's complete delegation of power to him. The manager believed in Ruan Mingchi's words, including several charitable accounts that he did not verify. , just cooperated with Ruan Mingchi to actively look for buyers.
Stop here for a week.
Ji Hao was in poor health and rarely went out. Ruan Mingchi, who was traveling around, was given special privileges, and everyone was in awe of him wherever he went. The few buyers he saw in a row wanted to pick up a bargain, but Ruan Mingchi's sharp words gave him forced back.
Of course Ruan Mingchi wants to sell the hotel, but he can't sell it cheaply, at least when he returns to report to Ji Hao, he can be upright.
After all, he will only get a very small part of it, and more money will go into the charity account, which is Ji Hao's life-saving money for doing good deeds.
Ji Hao is going to die.
He will not live long.
The struggle before death, although violent, was particularly pitiful.
"Ouch!" Ruan Mingchi covered his mouth suddenly, a strong nausea came up, but there was nothing to vomit, only the pain from the esophagus being burned by stomach acid.
Everyone in the reception room looked at Ruan Mingchi.
Ruan Mingchi smiled apologetically at the new buyer, then got up and hurried to the bathroom.
The sound of splashing water kept ringing, Ruan Mingchi took a handful of water and put it into his mouth, the warm water rinsed his mouth, and finally fell down the esophagus into the stomach pouch, but it was only a short-lived relief, and the burning sensation reappeared soon .
Ruan Mingchi frowned tightly, took another cup of water and swallowed it down, mouthful, while trying to extinguish the pain, he also washed away the guilt in his heart.
The assistant who followed said worriedly: "Mr. Ruan, you just have a bad appetite recently, it may be gastroenteritis, maybe I should arrange a doctor for you."
Ruan Mingchi stopped his movements, propped his hands on the edge of the stage and looked up at the washing mirror in front of him. His blood red eyes looked like a ghost from hell, his face was simply hideous.
So... I, the victim, am I going to start blaming myself? Put away that unnecessary weak and incompetent sympathy, did you forget when you were beaten by Ji Hao, when you were locked up, when you were insulted by him? Just because the other person treats you a little better, do you start to torture your conscience? Stupid or not! You are sick! Stockholm syndrome! You can only be truly happy if you run away from Ji Ho, can't you
Close your eyes hard.
take a deep breath.
He swallowed and spit out a long breath, and then slowly adjusted his out-of-control emotions.
clam down.
clam down…
Opening his eyes again, Ruan Mingchi said, "I'm fine, I just haven't had a good rest. Let's go back and continue. Mr. Vimes' offer is very good this time. Maybe we can talk further."
The assistant quickly chased after her and said, "Mr. Ke Ji said you need to see a doctor, I..."
"Don't tell me about him!!" Ruan Mingchi, who was walking in front, turned his head suddenly, like a firecracker that was ignited, and exploded, "Do I know my body? Or does he know me better than me? I said not to see a doctor Don’t see a doctor! Are you following me or him? What about your loyalty? Loyalty!”
The assistant was stunned by the yelling, his expression was innocent for a moment, and finally he said with difficulty: "I'm sorry, I'm employed by Ji's."
"Xie Te!" Ruan Mingchi cursed, clenched his fists, the anger surging in his chest was like boiling lava, but he didn't dare to vent it presumptuously.
Did you hear that? Ruan Mingchi! Did you hear that? The respect you think is not for you! The wealth you think is not yours! You wear a prince's coat and a prince's laurel crown, but it will never change the fact that you are just a beggar!
No one knows the pain in your heart, no one, no!
So when the negotiation started again, Ruan Mingchi also calmed down completely. He followed his plan step by step, while seemingly protecting the interests of the Ji family, he was actually seeking more funds for himself. The negotiation has been going on since morning. It lasted until the afternoon, and finally finalized a price that both parties were satisfied with, and agreed to sign the contract two days later.
Before going back to meet Ji Hao, Ruan Mingchi slowly calculated in his heart that Mr. Vimes was a big buyer with a big appetite, and he wanted to buy the hotel in one go, which greatly saved Ruan Mingchi's effort, and a huge amount of money was transferred , the amount of wool he could get from it also increased, and in the end he could gain so much benefit that just thinking about it made Ruan Mingchi's heart skip a beat.
Maybe I don’t need to wait for the next time, the money I earned this time is enough to spend the rest of my life, maybe it’s time to leave, I don’t need to stay here anymore, I don’t need to live a ostentatious life, and embrace my new life.
Steps become brisk.
When the guilty conscience was suppressed, the "sickness" that had lingered on Ruan Mingchi's body for several days was also gone, and his stomach started to work again. He even felt that he should be able to eat two big bowls of rice for dinner.
He raised his hand and swiped open the door. Unexpectedly, Ji Hao was not the only one in the room today. Four unidentified people came in the room. Ji Hao received them in a wheelchair, and behind him were the assistants hired by the Ji family and bodyguard.
They were talking about something, the scene was very serious, Ruan Mingchi frowned, suppressed his flying eyebrows, his expression became solemn, and walked lightly and curiously to Ji Hao's side.