"Oh, of course," Zhou Minghui paused for a moment with a deliberate nasty look, "If you can give birth, then just ignore what I said."
"Nice chat, bye Mr. Shen."
As soon as Zhou Minghui stepped out of Xie Duo's office, the arrogant expression on his face disappeared completely. He had provoked Shen Antu privately, and Xie Duo should have seen it from the surveillance video. He expected that he would not get away with it, but he still felt very happy when he saw Shen Antu's angry expression just now.
Zhou Minghui had been sitting in his office waiting for less than an hour when Xie Duo arrived.
"People from the city hall are leaving so quickly?" Zhou Minghui stood up to greet him, pretending nothing had happened, and smiled heartlessly.
"This is the first time and the last time, Zhou Minghui. You know I hate it most when people do these little tricks behind my back." Xie Duo's expression was cold.
Zhou Minghui was too lazy to pretend. He leaned against his desk with his shoulders drooped, and said in a strong tone, "I don't like doing these disgusting things behind your back, but who am I doing this for? You don't know how obsessed you are with him now. Go ask the cleaning lady downstairs to see if she knows."
Xie Duo stared at him: "You don't understand anything."
Zhou Minghui laughed ridiculously and exaggeratedly: "Yes, I don't understand your little tricks, but I know Shen Lin! Old Xie, don't think that you can change his core by changing his name. He doesn't even know whether he has lost his memory or not. Are you so stupid to fall headfirst into him?"
"So you just dumped his accident investigation results in his face?"
Zhou Minghui nodded without hesitation: "Yes."
He deliberately blocked the time when Xie Duo went to the meeting, took Shen Antu's plane accident investigation report, and left it on the desk, pretending to deliver the document to Xie Duo. If Shen Antu had not lost his memory, he would definitely not be able to help but open it and read it.
"Has he read it?" Zhou Minghui was confident that Shen Antu would open the document after he left, because he didn't know that Xie Duo's office was also full of surveillance cameras.
"See for yourself." Xie Duo opened his mobile phone, opened the monitoring software and threw it to Zhou Minghui, then took the cigarette and lighter from Zhou Minghui's desk and lit one.
Zhou Minghui watched the video carefully and saw that after he left, Shen Antu did stare at the cover of the document for a moment, but then he not only did not open the document, but instead put on his coat and left.
Zhou Minghui dragged the progress bar and read it several times, and said confidently: "The cover clearly says 'Shen Lin's Aircraft Accident Investigation Results'. It's impossible for him not to be curious! He must have guessed that I was testing him so he deliberately didn't open it. He was pretending!"
Xie Duo exhaled smoke and looked at Zhou Minghui expressionlessly: "He is pretending to have amnesia if he opens it, and he is also pretending if he doesn't open it, so what's the point of your test?"
Zhou Minghui cursed in a low voice and grinned, "It's true that the emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is. There are so many beautiful men out there, but you have to choose him. Okay, I won't interfere in your affairs in the future, but as a brother, I have to remind you one last thing. I have a feeling that there is something wrong with him. He is Shen Lin. Don't regret it if he stabs you in the back in the future."
"Regret?" Xie Duo took a deep puff of the cigarette, turned around and walked out the door, "I regretted it a long time ago. If I had figured it out earlier, I wouldn't have spent these ten years."
Chapter 22 Sudden Nausea
This chapter contains a lot of information. I wonder how much you have learned.
It was still early when Shen Antu left Xie Duo's company. He sent a message to Xie Duo saying that he was too bored and wanted to go home, so Xie Duo asked Chen Xu to take him back.
When he got home, Aunt Zhao had just arrived. Aunt Zhao said that she had bought a fresh fish head today and could make a fish head stewed with tofu soup. She asked Shen Antu if he wanted to learn, and Shen Antu agreed.
"First, remove the fish gills. Yes, the same method as for grass carp. Then wash it clean and drain the water..." Aunt Zhao said as Shen Antu did it.
"Mr. Shen seems a little absent-minded today. What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Aunt Zhao noticed Shen Antu's unusual silence.
Shen Antu smiled and said, "Maybe I stayed outside for too long and was blown a little by the wind."
Aunt Zhao immediately said with concern: "Then go to the bedroom and lie down and rest. You should take care of your body after recovering from a serious illness."
Shen Antu said it was okay and heated up the oil in the pan to put the fish head in. Aunt Zhao was worried about him, so she snatched the spatula and asked him to rest aside. Shen Antu had to prepare the onions, ginger and garlic.
After practicing for a while, Shen Antu can now cut ginger into nice shreds. Aunt Zhao always praises him for learning quickly.
Once the skill of cutting vegetables becomes muscle memory, it doesn't require much concentration. Shen Antu began to think distractedly about the conversation he had with Zhou Minghui this morning, thinking about it over and over again, word by word, like he was drowning himself.
"hiss-"
Just as he was distracted, Shen Antu cut his hand. The kitchen knife cut a deep wound on his left index finger, and blood was oozing out.
Aunt Zhao was startled and immediately turned off the fire and went to the living room to look for the medicine box.
Shen Antu seemed to be possessed by a demon, staring at his wound and the bright red blood. Several images suddenly flashed before his eyes, and his brain felt as painful as if it was pierced by a needle. His face turned pale in an instant, and he dropped the knife and ran to the toilet.
Aunt Zhao was outside the bathroom and was so frightened by the noise inside that her voice was shaking when she called Xie Duo.