When Dong Yongyuan returned home, Sang Wenhao was sitting on the sofa facing the door, waiting uneasily. Since he received the WeChat message that Dong Yongyuan wanted to go home, he has maintained this posture.
As soon as Dong Yongyuan entered the door, Sang Wenhao couldn't wait to greet him: "Cousin, how is it? What did your boss say, did she agree to help?"
Dong Yongyuan sighed while changing his shoes.
"Cousin, what are you sighing, is it because she still doesn't agree? No, I'll go find her again." Sang Wenhao was about to rush out the door in a hurry, but was pulled back by Dong Yongyuan.
"The lady boss agreed." Dong Yongyuan said.
"Agreed? Did she agree to help?" Sang Wenhao was stunned for a moment, then broke away from Dong Yongyuan and grabbed his hand and went out the door again, "I'll go back now and pick up my mother."
"Can you not be in such a hurry, I haven't finished." Dong Yongyuan pressed the person on the sofa and said, "Our boss lady said that it is not difficult to turn away the hostility in my aunt's soul, but it must be There must be a voluntary carrier."
"I know." Sang Wenhao was not surprised when he heard it, "I will be the carrier."
"What are you kidding." Dong Yongyuan didn't expect his cousin to know it long ago, and immediately scolded, "If you cure my aunt and ruin you again, what's the value of this matter? Why do we work so hard? "
"As long as I can cure my mother, everything is worth it." Sang Wenhao firmly said, "Cousin, you know, since I was sensible, my biggest wish is to cure my mother. Now the opportunity is at hand, I It's impossible to give up. What's more, the target that the Specter wanted to erode was me, and the hostility should have been on me."
"No, let's discuss it with my uncle first." This anger should have been on Sang Wenhao. It sounds like this, but at that time Sang Wenhao was still an unborn new soul. He was the most innocent of the whole incident.
"Cousin, no, don't tell my dad." Sang Wenhao jumped up when he heard that Dong Yongyuan was going to tell his father, "If my dad knew, he would definitely not agree."
"Then I have to tell him." This little brat is young, but he has a big idea.
"Cousin, please don't." Sang Wenhao was about to cry, "As long as I can cure my mother, it's not the same for anyone who is a carrier. And I have good cultivation qualifications. Maybe after the hostility is transferred to me, I will work hard. Cultivation can purify it.”
"Xiao Hao, your cousin, I am indeed a waste of cultivation, but I'm not stupid. If it was so easy, how could the hostility in my aunt's body be dragged on until now?" Dong Yongyuan wanted to say something when he saw Sang Wenhao. The hand interrupted directly, "Don't talk about it, the reason why I insist on telling my uncle about this is not just because I don't agree with you as a carrier, but there is another reason. Our boss is a nightmare, you know."
Sang Wenhao was stunned and nodded: "I heard."
"The reason why the proprietress hates the Metaphysics Association is because some time ago, the inspection team of the association wanted to lock up the boss, and the proprietress had a conflict with them." Dong Yongyuan said, "Because of the identity of the nightmare, the association will not let it go easily. I have been the boss, but in the end, our boss has done nothing wrong except for this nightmare status. I personally don’t want the association to target the current boss.”
"What does this have to do with my mother?" Sang Wenhao didn't understand.
"To cure my aunt, you must use the secret arts of the witch tribe, and the wizard is our boss's wife, the wife of Nightmare, which means that Nightmare has helped your family a big favor. And as I said just now, the association will not easily let Nightmare go. .Your dad is the president of the Licheng Branch and one of the top ten masters of the association. He has the right to speak in the association." Dong Yongyuan said, "I hope that before the boss does not really do something bad, At least you can live like you do now, instead of being locked up by the association."
Dong Yongyuan is sincere in wanting to cure his aunt, but also sincere in wanting to do something for Ji Lang.
His aptitude is too poor, his ability is limited, and he is almost a transparent existence in the association. When it comes to understanding nightmares, he is not as good as other people in the association, but he knows Ji Lang. He stayed in the studio for two years, because Ji Lang didn't like to deal with people, and he took care of almost everything in the studio.
Although Ji Lang's mouth is poisonous, he often scolds Bei Fan and the other three for his doubts about life, but he will correct their shortcomings one by one in their writing. Sometimes when I see a good story written by them, I will let myself take it to the director and producer to see it and help them sell the copyright. This is almost unimaginable in other studios. The bosses of other studios can't wait to use the copyrights of their subordinates as their own, and they will help them sell it.
In addition, Ji Lang will donate one-fifth of each copyright fee, and it is an anonymous donation. Poverty alleviation, school assistance, deaf children, as long as it is a charitable project that can be found on Alipay, he has donated almost all. At that time, he had just arrived at the studio. Because of his preconceived notions, he always thought that nightmares were bad people, but this perception was completely shattered by donations one by one.
He couldn't help but asked Ji Lang: "Boss, why do you like donating so much? Others donate once a year, but you are anonymous several times a year."
"There's a lot of money, but it can't be spent." Ji Lang replied with only five words.
A person who wants to donate more money than he can spend, a person who does not forget to help his subordinates, a person who is willing to pay him a salary knowing that he is an undercover agent, Dong Yongyuan does not believe that he is a bad person. At least, not now.
Sang Wenhao is very smart. He can think through many things by clicking on them. Although he still doesn't want his father to know about this, he doesn't stop Dong Yongyuan from calling.
Dong Yongyuan patted his cousin's head soothingly, took out his mobile phone and dug out Sang Wenhao's father's WeChat, and then dialed a video call.
Soon, the video call was connected, and a man of about forty years old with a handsome appearance appeared in the video with a smile.
"Yongyuan, why did you suddenly think of calling me?" Sang Tian asked.
"Uncle, Xiaohao and I have found a way to cure my aunt." Dong Yongyuan said directly without giving up.
"What did you say?!" Sang Tian stood up abruptly, followed by a series of sounds of heavy objects falling from the other end of the phone, which showed how flustered and anxious he was when he got up just now.
eight pm.
Wu Miaomiao and Ji Lang were watching TV in the living room. In fact, it was mainly Wu Miaomiao watching TV again. Although Ji Lang was sitting there, his eyes were empty.
Wu Miaomiao was looking good when her phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw that it was a message from Dong Yongyuan.
"Dongdong said he would take a day off tomorrow." While replying to the news, Wu Miaomiao conveyed Dong Yongyuan's request for leave to Ji Lang.
"Ask for leave again?" Ji Lang frowned. After this kid's undercover identity was revealed, why did he feel more powerful than the one who was released before.
"Well, he said he was going to pick up his uncle and aunt at the airport tomorrow." When Dong Yongyuan asked her for help, Wu Miaomiao told Ji Lang all about it when he came back, so Ji Lang naturally knew how the aunt and uncle returned. something happened.
"So anxious? You only agreed to help today and came the next day." Ji Lang was a little surprised, "Don't you want to find a carrier? Voluntary carriers shouldn't be easy to find."
"I don't know, I hope they can find a suitable carrier." Wu Miaomiao sighed, "Dongdong's aunt is a very good mother. It would be a pity if she becomes a ghost after death."
Ji Lang was noncommittal.
"I was picked up by my master. When I was a child, I was quite envious of others having a mother, especially watching so many TV, novels, and texts about mother's love. But now I don't need to be envious, I also have a mother." Wu Miao Miao suddenly became happy.
Ji Lang looked at her puzzled.
"Mother-in-law, isn't your mother my mother?" Wu Miaomiao laughed, "don't worry, I will definitely treat her old man well and not make her angry. By the way, I haven't come to visit for so long. , when will you bring me to propose marriage?"
Ji Lang was silent and continued to look at her.
"Cough... It's okay not to mention marriage, but I've already come here, so I have to see each other, otherwise I'll be very impolite."
"No." Ji Lang is somewhat immune to Wu Miaomiao's always talking about proposing marriage and marrying him.
"Why?" Does the husband still dislike him if he is not allowed to see his parents.
"I haven't seen them for five years, and you don't have to." Ji Lang said.
"Ah?" Wu Miaomiao was startled.
"In the future, it will only be you and me." Ji Lang said again.
How could this be? Xianggong and his parents haven't seen each other for five years, and they don't need to meet when they are married? Wait, what did Xiang Gong just say
"Master, did you agree to marry me?!" Wu Miaomiao immediately threw the affairs of her father-in-law and mother-in-law out of the sky.
"Watch your TV." Ji Lang turned Wu Miaomiao's head back to the front. It's just that he just turned his head back to Wu Miaomiao, and Wu Miaomiao turned back after him, and then stared at him stupidly.
Hehehe laughed like an idiot.
Ji Lang couldn't stand her and turned to look out the window, but the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc inadvertently.