Huang Zhanglin held a cigarette in his hand but didn't light it. He looked at Ou Qingheng, who rarely frowned, with interest, and said with a smile: "Qingheng, you asked me to come, didn't you want me to admire your emoticons?" Right?"
Ou Qingheng glanced at him and fell silent.
"Are you worried?" Huang Zhanglin put away the carelessness on his face and said seriously.
"I had a little conflict with Yiyi. What kind of romance will please a woman?" Ou Qingheng hesitated and said with difficulty.
Huang Zhanglin opened his mouth slightly and dropped the cigarette in his hand without realizing it.
"You can't wait to hold Yiyi in your hands until it hurts. Are you willing to have a conflict with her? What's the situation? Let's make it clear first, otherwise I don't know what advice I should provide to help you." Huang Zhanglin retracted his surprise and remained calm. asked. If you ignore the joking and gossipy look in his eyes, I believe that he is definitely a person who truly cares about his friends' feelings.
Ou Qingheng glanced at him and said coldly: "Stop your gossip."
Huang Zhanglin stood up from the sofa, adjusted his crisp suit, and said, "Okay, I don't gossip, Qingheng, I'm leaving first, I won't play such boring word games with you anymore."
"Sit down." Ou Qingheng coughed and said.
Huang Zhanglin glanced at him and sat down again.
"Say it, I'll listen."
Ou Qingheng thought for a while, and finally briefly explained his irritability.
"You said you were jealous of Xu Chen?" Huang Zhanglin held his chin and said with interest.
Ou Qingheng glanced at him.
"Qingheng, don't you think this is not your style? Xu Chen is your bodyguard. If you really don't like him, in one sentence, you can make him disappear completely. Why do you still tolerate his appearance? By Yiyi's side? I don't think you have thought about this," Huang Zhanglin said.
Ou Qingheng looked at him and said, "What do you want to say?"
"I want to say that you have simply fallen on Yiyi. You have really changed too much for her. This is something you have never experienced when you and Yang Kexin were together. If you love her, I think you will You should trust her wholeheartedly, doesn't love mean trusting each other?" Huang Zhanglin said.
After a pause, Huang Zhanglin blinked in confusion and said, "Qingheng, I don't think you are a restless person. Why can't you help but tell Yiyi to her face what she has with Xu Chen? Is this correct? It’s so much like your style.”
Ou Qingheng pondered with deep eyes. He raised his finger and pointed at his head and said, "Sometimes this place is out of my control. I would like to make an appointment with a psychiatrist. Do you have any recommendations for experts in this field?"
Huang Zhanglin's mouth opened wide, looking in disbelief.
"What?" After a long while, he came back to his senses and said.
"Please help me arrange a psychiatrist. I want to talk to him." Ou Qingheng said as if he was saying that the weather today is very good.
"Qingheng, are you kidding, or did your brain suddenly become funny?" Huang Zhanglin spread his hands and said in a dumbfounded voice.
"Please help me make an appointment with a psychiatrist. I will take a day to go there this weekend." Ou Qingheng walked to the desk, took a document, walked back, threw it on the small table, and said, "You didn't before Do you want to open a film and television company? This is the planning book I asked people to prepare. Take a look at it. If you think it is okay, I think the film and television company you have already started to prepare can be opened. "
Huang Zhanglin took the planning book and read it carefully, his pupils widened instantly, and he said in surprise: "This planning book is really great. I was worried that I didn't have a complete planning book. Now it's better. The company's Employees have also been recruited. People from the operations department, finance department and technology department have been recruited. I plan to sign the male and female protagonists who have starred in two youth idol dramas and are now popular to the company. As for other artists, I will wait until I see the ones I like. Say it again."
After a pause, he looked at Ou Qingheng and said: "Qingheng, you can agree to invest in this film and television company. Don't worry, I am determined to make it big and successful, and make it the number one in the industry."
Ou Qingheng nodded and changed the topic back to the original topic: "Make an appointment with a psychiatrist for me and go this weekend. I'm not kidding."
Huang Zhanglin grimaced: "Qingheng, are you serious?"
"Do you think I'm lying?"
“…”
Huang Zhanglin looked at Ou Qingheng strangely and said, "Qingheng, tell me honestly, is there something wrong with your body?"
Ou Qingheng walked around to the back of his desk and sat down, spreading out his documents and immersed himself in his work.
Huang Zhanglin couldn't laugh or cry, "Qingheng, if you really have a problem, I think you should go to the hospital instead of a psychiatrist."
"Zhang Lin, you talk too much."
Huang Zhanglin raised his hand as if surrendering and said, "Okay, I was wrong. I will make an appointment with a very trustworthy psychiatrist for you as soon as possible, but there is one requirement. I want to go with you."
Ou Qingheng nodded, pointed to the door, and said, "You can get out."
Huang Zhanglin really got out, of course he walked out.
Over the weekend, Huang Zhanglin personally drove to the apartment where Yao Yiyi lived, parked the car, and took the elevator upstairs.
"Hello, sister-in-law." Huang Zhanglin greeted Yao Yiyi who came to open the door.
Yao Yiyi turned sideways and said with a smile: "Zhang Lin, you haven't had breakfast yet. Come in and have breakfast. Qingheng hasn't finished eating yet."
Huang Zhanglin's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "Did Mother Wu make it? I'm so blessed. It's been a long time since I had breakfast made by Mother Wu. I miss it so much."
Yao Yiyi shook her head and laughed, then closed the door.
After Huang Zhanglin finished his breakfast, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin and said, "Sister-in-law, let me borrow Qingheng's help. I promise I didn't drag him to do anything bad. At most, he just went to see a few beauties."
Yao Yiyi glanced at Huang Zhanglin with a dumbfounded look, then took the suit jacket for Ou Qingheng, and said gently: "Be careful when driving. If you don't come back for dinner at noon, just call him."
Ou Qingheng kissed her on the forehead and said, "I understand. I'll leave first. I'll be back for lunch at noon."
Ou Qingheng and Huang Zhanglin went downstairs, and Huang Zhanglin said: "I see that Yiyi is also deeply in love with you. Are you really going to see a psychiatrist? I think this kind of psychology can only be believed by people with ghosts in their minds. You are like this , I can’t see you believing anything you say.”
Ou Qingheng opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.
Huang Zhanglin went around to the other side, sat in, fastened his seat belt, drove the car safely, and changed the topic: "This time I arranged for you to be a well-known psychiatrist in the city. He is very good at chatting with customers. Yes, I think you should be able to chat."
Ou Qingheng just nodded and remained silent.
Huang Zhanglin took the person to a private mental hospital. The fees here were very expensive, charging thousands per hour. Of course, these thousands of dollars are nothing to rich people.
"Qingheng, Dr. Jiang is waiting for you inside, so I won't go in with you. I'll drive around. If you need anything, just call me." Huang Zhanglin made a gesture of making a phone call and said.
Ou Qingheng nodded slightly, then opened the door and walked in.
Sitting inside was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his early forties. He looked up at Ou Qingheng, stood up from his chair, walked around the desk and walked to Ou Qingheng, stretched out his hand and said, "You This is Ou Shaoba, the heir to the Ou Group, hello, my surname is Jiang, you can call me Dr. Jiang or Lao Jiang, feel free here."
Ou Qingheng nodded, his expression a little cold.
"Mr. Ou, I can call you that." Dr. Jiang invited the person to sit on the sofa and said with a gentle smile.
"Qingheng, you can call me by my name, there's no need to be so harsh." Ou Qingheng said simply.
Dr. Jiang smiled gently.
"I heard a little about your situation from Zhang Lin. Don't get me wrong. Zhang Lin and I have known each other for several years. I will definitely keep your privacy safe for you and will never disclose it to anyone. Yes, don't worry." Dr. Jiang hurriedly comforted her.
Ou Qingheng just nodded slightly.
"Qingheng, please relax. Do you mind telling me about your situation? Since you have come here, I think you must be troubled. You treat me like a trash can. Let's talk about it. You can Just think of me as your good friend for many years." Dr. Jiang's voice was as gentle as ever.
"I really want to kill people these days." Ou Qingheng said quietly.
“…”
Dr. Jiang was stunned for a moment, but his professionalism allowed him to quickly keep calm.
"Qingheng, can you tell me why you want to kill someone? A successful person like you wants to be prosperous and rainy in T City. I think you have no reason to want to kill someone. Do you just want to kill someone?" Aren't you afraid of getting your hands dirty?" Dr. Jiang said following Ou Qingheng's words.
"I don't have to kill with my own hands, but my possessiveness towards my woman has become more and more powerful. Every night in the dead of night, I always want to tie her to my side. I even have the urge to kill all the men around her. Kill all, I am a businessman, and such a loss of emotional control is beyond my control, and it is very detrimental to my ability to grow a company." Ou Qingheng looked at Dr. Jiang, with a look in his eyes, and said: "Jiang Doctor, can you tell me the reason?"
Dr. Jiang thought for a while and was not in a hurry to answer Ou Qingheng's question.
"Qingheng, can you tell me when your symptoms appeared?" Dr. Jiang asked.
Ou Qingheng felt comfortable and exuded an aura of calmness and authority. He asked elegantly: "Doctor Jiang, are you planning to find out my secret?"
Dr. Jiang couldn't help but feel a sense of oppression. It seemed that Ou Qingheng's reputation was not in vain, his momentum was too terrifying.
"Qingheng, relax, let's talk as ordinary friends, or let's play a little hypnosis game. I think your spirit will be more relaxed then." Dr. Jiang tried to discuss.
Ou Qingheng looked at the person from head to toe, and finally nodded gently.
Dr. Jiang invited the person to lie down on a small hospital bed that was just big enough for one person, and then said: "Qingheng, relax, imagine that you are now in a sea of purple and red, with butterflies dancing and bees working hard. You don't have any I am walking leisurely among the flowers alone..."
Dr. Jiang's voice is like hypnosis, slowly inducing people to fall asleep.
After almost half an hour, Dr. Jiang said gently: "Qingheng, you can open your eyes now."
Ou Qingheng opened his eyes, but his eyes were clear.
He looked at Dr. Jiang coldly and said: "Dr. Jiang, you have said so much in my ear. In addition to feeling like I am about to fall asleep, I also feel like there is a fool buzzing in my ear. Are you the one? The most famous psychiatrist in this city according to Zhang Lin?"
Dr. Jiang's expression changed. His hypnosis technique had never failed before, but in the end it had no effect in front of Ou Qingheng.
"Qingheng, why are you still so awake?" Because he was too surprised, he asked idiotic questions that only an eleven or twelve-year-old girl would ask.
"Shouldn't I ask you this question?" Ou Qingheng asked leisurely.
"..." A little cold sweat broke out on Dr. Jiang's forehead.