He Beidi seemed to be exhausted. After taking a shower, he poured himself into the room without making any sound. If Mother He hadn't worried about pushing open the door to take a look to confirm that he was lying on the bed in good condition, the family would have thought that something happened to the fourth generation.
Mother He closed the door lightly, and made a "relief" gesture with Father He and Shen Qi in the hall.
"It's okay, I'm just tired." Looking at her like this, she probably didn't sleep at all last night, and Mother He felt a little distressed.
When the phone call came, Shen Qi saw that it was He Beidi's cell phone that fell in the hallway. She picked up the phone and saw Secretary Wu on the caller ID. She hesitated for a moment and answered, "Hello, Angkor."
Hearing the woman's voice for the first time, Secretary Wu was startled.
But how does this sound sound familiar? Like the one I know...
"Shen Qi?"
"It's me, Angkor," Shen Qi glanced at the direction of the bedroom, hesitating a little, "Bei and Mr. He fell asleep as soon as he came back. Is there anything urgent?"
return? asleep
Secretary Wu feels that the plot is a bit magical, what language is this, why can't he keep up with the train of thought all of a sudden
Suddenly, he remembered that He Beidi seemed to have said that Shen Qi was placed in a safe place. He always thought it was a hotel or something. Could it be that... it was actually sent to his home
"Are you in Mr. He's apartment?" He knew that He Beidi had two houses that he didn't usually live in.
"I don't know where I am, it shouldn't be an apartment," Shen Qi was taken aback, "I'm with my uncle and aunt."
Secretary Wu:! ! !
It really is "home"!
A girl's soft voice came from the opposite side, and she suppressed her throat deliberately, probably because someone was sleeping next to her. Secretary Wu was in a complicated mood, but he still didn't forget the business. He said: "Since this is the case, there is no need to call him. When he wakes up, please tell me that the people from Chen Qiguo have already found it."
Chen Qiguo? Isn't that the scumbag husband
He Beidi is still checking him? what's the problem
Thinking of the three dashcam images, and then contacting He Beidi, he fell asleep. After thinking about it, he knew that it was hard to come by, and he didn't know how he got it.
Shen Qi couldn't help asking: "Secretary Wu, actually I have something I want to know, but Mr. He is asleep, I don't want to disturb him, can I ask you?"
Secretary Wu was about to hang up the phone, but he ran with He Beidi all night, He Beidi didn't rest, and neither did he. But thinking of He Beidi's character, he must have mentioned some things in one word. He has done so many things, if Shen Qi didn't know, it would be too uncomfortable. In the past, he couldn't be sure of President Xiao He's thoughts, but now that he has a score, he won't be surnamed Wu unless he makes an assist.
So Secretary Wu sat up straight and said seriously: "Okay, you can ask, I can tell you everything I can tell you."
I can tell you what I can't say!
Only then did Shen Qi realize how tortuous the origin of these three driving records was.
The night before yesterday, after He Beidi left home, he went straight to the police station and dealt with the follow-up issues with the lawyer. He returned to the office and only slept for two hours. In the morning, it broke out that the painter and his wife retracted their confession and accused Shen Qi of beating someone.
At that time, He Beidi didn't immediately go to the painter and his wife to argue, but called a lawyer, and went directly to the scene of the incident.
He Beidi is not that naive, he started from scratch, and has seen a lot of the world. The fact that the artist and his wife dared to make such a fuss must not be able to persuade them with a few words of human brilliance. To expose their lies, they can only use evidence. He found a surveillance camera on the street lamp at the scene, and the angle seemed to be able to capture Shen Qi's situation at that time, so he went straight to the traffic brigade.
But the traffic police brigade doesn't care about your investigation and evidence collection, they think they are reporters, they don't receive them at all, and they don't make sense. He Beidi called the police station again, asking for a certificate there, but when the certificate was brought, the traffic police brigade still didn't buy it, and finally spent all kinds of effort... Anyway, I heard that someone from above sent a message, and finally gave their authority.
He Beidi spent an hour and a half in the traffic police brigade, and finally found a vaguely recognizable figure, but the effect was still unsatisfactory. The police believed that this clarity could not be used as evidence. For this reason, Secretary Wu was very disappointed and felt that their work was wasted.
But He Beidi played the video repeatedly and found the parked vehicles on the scene. With a glimmer of hope, he decided to start from the perspective of the driving recorder. In the end, it took them a lot of effort to contact the owners of these cars. It was already nine o'clock in the evening.
One of the Audi owners with the best angle was not willing to cooperate. He Beidi directly bought the dash cam at twice the highest price on the market; another owner of a truck offered to help, but the keys of the bus were locked in the car. The factory office, and the janitor is not there, so there is no way to pick it up tonight.
After obtaining the consent, He Beidi and Secretary Wu turned over the railing with their bare hands, entered the building through the window in the old area of the storage room on the first floor, and took the car keys.
It was after eleven o'clock when the third video was finally obtained. He Beidi's hand was scratched by a wooden thorn in the window frame. He didn't care to deal with it, and went back to the police station with Secretary Wu, who was in the car. Use a notebook to make transfers of the resulting effects, and you're done.
This night can be said to be thrilling.
On the way, Secretary Wu asked He Beidi why he had to do this kind of thing by himself. He is the boss and he can order others. But He Beidi said, others don't understand the situation, they don't understand Shenqi, they won't be as dedicated as him, he doesn't want to miss the details. He also said that his current identity is not the president of NA Entertainment, but Shen Qi's manager, and he must be responsible to her.
Secretary Wu had nothing to say. After all, it would be unexpected for him to change the car recorder.
Secretary Wu's description is very simple, but the twists and turns in it can be imagined. At that time Shenqi was besieged by 100,000 netizens on the Internet, she was in charge of the battle alone, and He Beidi was fighting side by side with her in another place.
Shen Qi was very soft-hearted.
After hanging up the phone, Shen Qi turned on his mobile phone, searched for the nearest pharmacy, put on a hat and mask, and greeted He's father and mother, "Auntie, I'm going out to do some shopping, and I'll be back in a while."
He Beidi fell into a deep sleep. He felt as if he was lying in the clouds, sinking deeper and deeper, and finally being submerged by the clouds.
There was a blinding white light in front of my eyes, and a distant singing sound came from my ear, I couldn't make out what was being sung, it seemed to be a play.
—We are not loved ones in previous lives, and we are lacking in half of our lives. Then the Tao will appear in the next life, and it will be a dream in this life.
This is "The Peony Pavilion".
There is a breeze blowing, with the breath of green grass, and the Huizhou architecture with black tiles and white walls is passing by. There is a courtyard and a pond. There is a person by the pond, who seems to be a girl.
The girl was dressed in the Republic of China. Looking back, it was a beautiful but unfamiliar face. The girl's eyes reflected his shadow. No, it wasn't him, it was just his eyes. He was looking at others through these eyes. s story.
Seeing him coming, the girl greeted him with a smile. When she smiled, she looked a bit like Shen Qi, mainly in her eyes, not in other places. The girl took his hand and wrote on the palm of his hand. What she wrote was...Huh
The girl's nails suddenly became longer, and the blood-red sharp nails, like the juice of the impatiens flower, cut through his palm, and blood flowed profusely.
He Beidi was shocked, took a sharp breath of air, and his consciousness was withdrawn from the dream immediately.
He opened his eyes, and saw that the palm was held by a pair of soft hands, and someone was carefully picking the wooden thorn in the wound in his palm. The man bent down very low, his breath hit his hand, it was a little hot.
He was lying on his side, and when he raised his eyes, he met each other's eyes.
Shen Qi blinked: "Eh? Did it wake you up?"
He Beidi felt pain in his hand, and subconsciously pulled it away, but was tightly grasped by the soft little hand.
"Don't move, don't move! It's still close." She held him down and said regretfully, "I wanted to be a snail girl and treat the wound before you woke up."
He Beidi looked at the wound on his palm that was carefully opened with a needle, and frowned: "I'm just sleeping, and I didn't take anesthesia, hiss..." Touching the wound like this, no matter how careful you are, it will still hurt.
Shen Qi picked out the last wooden thorn, and then packed the tools like a little nurse, "I hurt my hand, and it was wet with water yesterday, and I didn't know how to deal with it before going to bed. It's all inflamed."
She took out a cotton swab again, dipped it in the medicine, stopped at the injured area, and then handed over a handkerchief.
"It will hurt a little, bear with it."
He Beidi was puzzled by the handkerchief. There is gauze next to it, you don't need this to bandage the wound, right
Shen Qi said: "Bit it."
He Beidi: ... When he is giving birth? !
His face darkened and he closed his eyes.
I don't want to look at her anymore, she looks pretty, but Naihe knew it was annoying the moment she opened her mouth!
After Shenqi finished dressing up and tied a beautiful bow, she patted the back of He Beidi's hand, like coaxing a child, and said with a smile, "Okay, Beibi is so strong, and she didn't shed a single tear."
As soon as the words fell, I heard a "puchi" coming from the door. He Beidi glanced at the door unkindly, and the old couple realized that they had been exposed, so they hurried away. They heard their footsteps heading towards the kitchen, and there was also a discussion between the old couple about what to cook.
He Beidi had no choice but to sit up with one hand supporting his body, "Why do you casually enter a man's room? Do you have idol self-consciousness?"
Shen Qi sat on the floor, with a small fluffy cushion under his buttocks, holding his face and looking at He Beidi from the bottom up, his eyes were a bit irresistible.
"Didn't you say we are one?"
He Beidi: "..."
"I said something like this?" He Beidi thought for a while, it seems that... when I asked Shen Qi to trust him more, he said something similar, but the wording was definitely not so explicit, "Okay, even if I said it , then I’m at my house, with my mother here, so you, the guest, won’t be able to get the medicine... How do you know I’m injured? "
After finishing speaking, He Beidi suddenly thought of something, looked around, and found that the phone was not with him.
"Secretary Wu is talking too much?"
Although it was a question, the answer was already confirmed in my heart.
Last night, in order to enter the factory to get the keys to the truck, he was unsteady for a rare time and knocked over someone's window. The window frame of the storage room was a bit old, with wooden thorns on it, and the black light was blind. He didn't pay attention, and pressed it with one hand, making a small opening. I didn't feel anything at that time, but when I was driving on the road, I felt prickly and itchy in my palms, as if a small thorn had been stuck under the skin. He didn't have time to deal with it on the road, so he forgot about it. When he got home and took a shower, the wound was a little painful. He wanted to deal with it but couldn't find a suitable tool, so he went to bed first.
I was so sleepy that I almost stayed up for two nights, and when I relaxed I felt a bit overwhelmed.
"This Secretary Wu is really..." He Beidi felt a little uneasy, "There is nothing to say about such trivial matters."
After packing up the medicine box, Shen Qi said, "He Beidi, thank you."
He Beidi was startled.
The name that belonged to him blurted out from Shen Qi's mouth, but it was a little strange to him. Only then did he remember that after Shen Qi's car accident, he had never been called by his name, not even "Mr. He", and he always called the nickname that made him feel ashamed and troubled, and finally became numb. , this is officially the first time.
Of course she was grateful to him, and she should also be grateful to him. Even as a manager, he thought he had achieved the ultimate. However, when she thanked people, why did she seem to distance herself
"you… "
"Thank you very much, you have always done everything for me, you are really the best manager. Don't worry, NA Entertainment has treated me with kindness, and I will definitely work hard to make money for the company. The kindness to the company to me!"
After thinking about it, Shen Qi felt that for a workaholic like the fourth generation, if he wanted to make him happy, he should praise him in terms of work and give him a sense of accomplishment.
Sure enough, He Beidi twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled.
He Beidi didn't wear glasses at the moment, and when he laughed, the halo of the protagonist on his head swelled like a star, and the flourishing beauty almost dimmed the LED lights above his head!
In the face of her beauty, Shen Qi couldn't take her eyes off her eyes. If she had known that Bei Bi liked to hear these things so much, she...she could have said more!
He Beidi laughed out of anger!
He felt that God was punishing him by making him fall asleep from exhaustion, and when he woke up, he saw the most thankless little heartless person in history.
"Really?" He sneered, "Then how are you going to thank me?"
Shen Qi didn't expect that He Beidi would actually ask for "remuneration". She was a little embarrassed, "Otherwise, I won't want it at the end of this year?"
Ah, my heart hurts.
"So sincere?" He Beidi suppressed his smile, "Forget it, I don't want to be scolded by your fans for being a black-hearted boss, and NA Entertainment doesn't want to go bankrupt for the time being. Just answer a few questions for me."
"Tell me, I will answer every question!"
"who are you?"
Shen Qi was startled, then laughed: "...you don't think I'm a monster until now, do you?"
He Beidi shook his head, "If it's a monster, it's too weak."
Monsters have to mix in with ordinary people to fight for the C position, it's so pitiful!
Shen Qi: ... I'm sorry I'm so weak!
"It's fine if you don't want to talk, let me ask something else—where are you from? Have you been here before? Will you leave again? How is the original Shenqi?" He Beidi asked a series of questions, but he didn't care , just interested in what kind of environment would create such a strange person...
The sensitive success of the fourth generation goal made Shenqi feel the pressure, and the fast wearer needs to conceal his identity. This is the second time her identity has been seen through. The last time, she was almost revealed by the owner of such a pair of eyes. The two of them really look alike.
At that time, Shen Qi thought: It's too scary. It's okay for her to have a script. It's really scary that these people in the original world can think of such an advanced thing.
As a result, Shen Qi of course didn't say anything, and casually made up a set of "fairy in the sky" nonsense, and their conversation ended with He's mother announcing dinner.
However, He Beidi also expressed his attitude towards Shen Qi's thanks. He said that what he did should be done, and told her not to take it to heart. He even said with some disappointment that if the company was stronger, this matter could have been resolved earlier and more beautifully.
Shen Qi smiled and shook his head.
No, she thinks that's fine.
——Even if it's like Chu Hanyu's, so what? He may not be willing to put down his figure and face for her, to deal with the police, to break the old windows of the factory...
Shenqi has met many powerful male protagonists in several fast time travels. They were born with golden spoons in their mouths, or they were of noble blood and rich beyond compare. One order and one phone call can also handle things perfectly, but the weight is not enough. are different.
... Halo Halo is quite discerning this time.
Shenqi's incident fermented on the Internet for three full days before subsiding. The painter and his wife were punished as they deserved, and the netizens applauded. The follow-up was handled by He Beidi, and Shen Qi never saw that woman again. About a week later, Shenqi resumed work.
She didn't expect to run into a reporter on the first day of resuming work. After a week, there are still people squatting outside Chuyu's door. Isn't she too persistent? !
The other party was wearing a hat, but looked like a bald head from the back of his head. He was wearing a very professional video camera, but he had no ID on his chest.
He Beidi and Xiaozhu got out of the car and stopped him, but the other party refused to let him go. In the end, he shouted like crazy: "Miss Shenqi! You kick me! Please kick me!"
He Beidi:! ! !
The eyes of the fourth generation froze, and immediately made a call: "Hey, police, there is an illegitimate meal here, pretending to be a reporter to harass the artist, come quickly."
As Shen Qi walked in the Chu Yu Building, he felt a strange sight. Several staff members who passed by her seemed to be discussing something behind their backs, and there were low laughter, which didn't seem like ridicule. Although there was no malice, the feeling of being "talked about" was too strange .
This is not the attitude of welcoming a brave hero back to the team.
As soon as he entered the training room, someone came and shouted, "Shen Qi, Mr. Chu is calling for you to come over."
Shen Qi came to Chu Shaoheng's office, opened the door and entered.
I haven't seen him for a week, and this person hasn't changed much. When he doesn't speak, he looks like Old Chu, but the heat is not ready yet. Shen Qi has no pressure in front of Xiao Chu, and she can even make Xiao Chu feel pressured.
"Mr. Chu, are you looking for me?" She smiled authentically.
"Come on, sit down." Xiao Chu was very polite today, never mentioning anything about the past. Act as if nothing happened."
OK, no problem.
At any rate, they have worked together for half a year, so she will give this little face. What's more, he also specifically explained the Weibo matter, and the previous Weibo operation has already been punished. Xiao Chu is indeed responsible for this matter, and the people below figured out what he meant wrongly.
Seeing that Shen Qi didn't intend to ask the teacher for his crimes, Chu Shaoheng was actually relieved.
He never took advantage of this woman. She was willing to make peace, which was the best thing for him.
"Actually, I'm looking for you today because of a legacy problem. It's not serious, and it's okay to treat it as a hype. But..." Chu Shaoheng raised his eyes, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes, "I still feel the need to confirm one thing with you. "
He took out a printed document to her, and then asked solemnly and cautiously, "I want to make sure, you must not know this person, right?"
The accent is on "no".
Shen Qi was startled, she took the document and glanced at it.
"Huh? Isn't this the bald boy who stopped me downstairs just now? Isn't he a reporter?"
Chu Shaoheng remained silent.
Shen Qi hurriedly said: "Yes, I don't know, I'm sure."
Chu Shaoheng seemed to be greatly relieved. Shen Qi thought it was funny, this noble young master always unintentionally imitated his father's style, and it was rare that his emotions leaked out like this. Perhaps Chu Yu was not honest about what happened last time, and Chu Shaoheng felt ashamed, but his attitude has softened a lot today, but he is cuter than before.
"What happened to him?" Shen Qi asked.
Chu Shaoheng rubbed his temples, "This person is spreading news everywhere outside, saying that you are their elder sister. Since you don't know each other, I can leave it to the police."
"What big sister?" Shen Qi was at a loss.
Because Shen Qi denied it thoroughly, Chu Shaoheng was relieved at the moment, and even his tone was very relaxed: "It is said that he is a disciple of the Bodhidharma sect, probably some kind of social gang. As an artist, you must cherish your feathers. Don't mess with these people...”
"puff-"
Shen Qi choked.
Dharma, Dharma sect
Coming out of Xiaochu's office, Shen Qi tugged at Xiaozhu in a panic: "What's the matter, is there a bug in the information of the fast crossing game?"
Shen Qi didn't lie, she didn't know this bald boy, but of course she knew of the Bodhidharma faction, her punches and kicks came from the Bodhidharma faction, but the problem is - the script that the Bodhidharma faction is in is not in this space!
"Probably not, I haven't received a maintenance notice." Xiaozhu was also puzzled.
"How did the Nadharma sect appear?"
My God, she has always regarded this place as the real world, and now you tell her that the Bodhidharma sect still exists, does that mean there will be a group of guys who can fly through the walls and fight cattle
"It's not that bad," Xiaosuke said, "I speculate that it's just a parallel world. Maybe this world just happens to have a Dharma sect, and it has been passed down for thousands of years. Look at Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei Qingcheng, aren't they still there? But Most of the martial arts have been lost."
Makes sense.
So Shen Qi immediately searched the Internet for "Dharma School", but found no traces. They were basically chapters of martial arts fantasy novels and introductions to online games. Party A's favorite rainbow color is hung with four large official script characters of "Dharma Authentic". Surrounded by a circle of small floating window advertisements—
"One shot works, three days to revive the glory."
"For rheumatism and cataract, come to XX Hospital."
"An old traditional Chinese medicine handed down from my ancestors, who specializes in treating male infertility. After the old king next door came, my son would be soy sauce..."
Shen Qi: No! It is impossible for my sect to degenerate like this!
She also searched Shaolin Wudang, Qingcheng Emei and other sects handed down from generation to generation. She felt that there are sects supported and certified by the government. Advertisements are all high-end like Songshan Shaolin Martial Arts School...
The founder of the Bodhidharma School is Patriarch Bodhidharma, the ancestor of Chinese Zen, who crossed the river with a reed and faced the wall in the Shaolin Temple in Songshan for nine years to pass on the mantle. That is an existence that even Shaolin would admire. If it was passed down to future generations, how could it end up like this? This must be a mistake.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Shen Qi opened Weibo, only to receive overwhelming private messages as soon as he opened the screen, and 80& came from the same person—
"Senior Sister! Senior Sister, I beg you to teach me the vajra demon-subduing leg!"
Shenqi:!!!