Chapter 1011 A Pair of People From Generation to Generation (Please Vote for Me!)

The car drove into the garage of the villa, Xie Zhen got out of the car, and took out a lot of fresh vegetables and meat he had just purchased from the trunk. When he got home, he put on an apron and went directly into the kitchen to start cooking.

The boss hasn't come back yet, but Xie Zhen will never compromise with his life. He cooks exquisite dishes for himself every day, mixes the best-tasting cocktails for himself, irons the suits he wants to wear, and even puts on his pajamas carefully. Choice, he wants to live a refined life, as refined as if the boss is still by his side.

Xie Zhen has been living like this for more than half a month after returning from Sichuan. He did not think about the development of the situation, nor did he pay attention to the disturbances outside. He even inherited Fusu's "legacy" and is now in the middle level. The peak state didn't pay much attention to it.

This is not the life he wants. A person's life is too boring and boring.

He felt like a walking corpse, without a soul, completely hollow, his brain, his body, and even his breathing had lost all meaning.

even,

It's better that Fusu is still in his body, so he doesn't have to think, breathe, or do anything, and just look at his life like an outsider.

This is a kind of hypocrisy and a disease, quite like those rotten petty bourgeoisie who like to use artificial words to express sorrow in social media.

People always have some illusions about the world, and most importantly about themselves, but this time, Jie Zhen has no illusions at all. He does not think that his choice is wrong, but correspondingly, this is the right choice. It didn't make him very happy.

Fusu died, leaving a legacy to himself before his death. The old rich man had the last laugh. At the moment he appeared, all the previous troubles and intrigues seemed to have lost their meaning.

When you are alone, you don’t have to deal with the original person’s demands for coffee and steak. You can have more time to be alone, think, and remember.

However, it seems that once people think too much, they are prone to problems.

But now it seems like there's nothing else to do except daydream.

Xie Zhen made an appointment with a psychiatrist yesterday. The doctor was very famous in the industry. When Xie Zhen talked about his mood and recent feelings,

The other party pondered for a moment,

Asked:

"Sir, have you fallen out of love recently?"

This left Xie Zhen speechless for a moment.

Lost in love?

Really?

Xie Zhen asked himself repeatedly.

Exquisite western food was ready, carefully plated, and opened a bottle of 80-year-old Macallan. He didn't like drinking whiskey very much, and his boss didn't like it either, but for some reason, this was just right now. The spiciness and sense of age can actually make oneself more comfortable.

After dinner, clear the table and clean the room,

everything,

in Apple pie order.

During this period, it seemed that it was the first time that Xie Zhen had forgotten his identity as a listener for such a long time. He felt that he was an ordinary person, a member of all living beings.

He wanted to hypnotize himself so that he could forget his troubles, but he didn't do it. He was afraid that when he came back, what he saw would not be the best version of himself.

Lie on the bed, cover yourself with a quilt, close your eyes, put on an eye mask, and prepare to fall asleep.

He hasn't slept for a long time. His sleep is more of a meditative state. Because of his high mental strength, it doesn't matter if he doesn't sleep for a month, but it has also become a kind of pain for him. .

When your life level is getting higher and higher, even if you still regard yourself as an ordinary person and don't think about the so-called generation gap between gods and mortals, in fact, you can't drink away your sorrows and you can't really sleep. Killing time, you won't even feel the cold or be bothered by the heat,

You don’t have the distance of space, nor the feeling of wasted time,

Are you really human?

You really can't stand it.

Just like that, he pretended to be sleeping. When the alarm clock rang at half past six, Xie Zhen opened his eyes. He thought he should have slept, so let's just call it a sleep.

He got up, made breakfast for himself, and then went to the flower garden to trim the flowers and grass. He trimmed the flowers as carefully as possible because he wanted to waste all his time.

Then, he took the newspaper, poured a glass of ice water and sat on the wicker chair on the balcony to read the newspaper.

After reading the newspaper twice, it only took three minutes for Xie Zhen to recite all the contents in the newspaper, including the advertisement in the middle.

He understood that the boss used to like to lie here and read the newspaper. In fact, he was not really reading the newspaper, but enjoying the atmosphere of lying there leisurely while drinking a drink and smelling the fragrance of ink.

Put down the newspaper, close your eyes, face the sun, and your eyeballs can feel the warm reddish color.

This is a kind of decadence, an exquisite decadence, and a stylish decadence.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Jie Zhen stood up, looking a little dazed, then he walked over and opened the door.

Standing outside was that familiar figure, with his straight suit, reflective leather shoes and meticulous hairstyle.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Boss Liang asked.

Jie Zhen smiled slightly, "You're back."

"Well, the radio brought me back, and I know what happened. It's quite interesting that the old rich man made a name for himself."

Boss Liang walked into the living room, sat down in his most accustomed seat, and then coughed dryly, which meant that he needed a freshly made cocktail to moisten his throat.

Xie Zhen went to mix drinks and asked at the same time:

"Are you hungry?"

"hungry."

"What to eat?"

"steak."

"good."

Simple communication, just like before, the equality of life styles between the two of them no longer requires too many words and basically relies on tacit understanding.

Cocktails were served and he was asked to go to the kitchen to fry the steak.

The piano music "Moonlight" was playing in the room, which was quiet and beautiful.

Soon, Xie Zhen brought the steak over.

Boss Liang picked up the knife and fork very gracefully and chewed slowly. Xie Zhen knew that his boss had been "pretending" to live an elegant life. This may be due to his lack of confidence deep in his heart.

"It's ready." Boss Liang picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, "It tastes good."

The words "it tastes very good" are meant to allow you to finish your meal with peace of mind. Xie Zhen has long been used to the boss's routine.

After clearing the dishes, the boss lay back in his old position and put on the pajamas he had untied and ironed last night. He was as elegant as an aristocratic gentleman in "Downton Abbey", except for his authentic British accent. cavity.

Jie Zhen gave the boss a glass of ice water, and the boss nodded and smiled. The two of them were in a tacit understanding, and it seemed that they had returned to their previous lives. Everything that happened in the middle seemed to have never happened at all.

Xie Zhen felt that the so-called quiet and good years were nothing more than that.

The boss read the newspaper, and Xie Zhen sat on the sofa in the living room and turned on the TV. Normally at this time, he would help the boss manage the permissions of the public account to get some news. Of course, with the launch of the radio listener destruction plan, this matter became It doesn’t make much sense anymore. Who would be able to work as a civil servant with peace of mind when they are already in trouble?

The company's information files are not here either. Xie Zhen hasn't been to the company for a long time, so all he can do now is watch TV.

He stared at the TV for a while, then glanced at the boss who was reading the newspaper on the balcony. He picked up the orange on the coffee table, peeled it open, and ate a piece. It was a bit sour, but there was sweetness in the sourness.

This kind of quietness and peace lasted until the evening. The boss returned to the living room, walked into the bedroom, and said that there was no need to cook dinner. He had no appetite and wanted to have a good rest.

Xie Zhen nodded, indicating that he heard it, and then he went to heat up a glass of milk and send it over.

The boss is already lying on the bed, looking at the bedside table lamp, he is reading a book. The boss has always firmly believed that reading a book before going to bed can help him sleep later.

Even though Xie Zhen knew that the boss had been reading this book for two years.

That night, Xie Zhen slept well and peacefully. He was even looking forward to tomorrow in his heart, thinking about what breakfast he could make tomorrow.

After an uneventful night, in the early morning, the alarm clock rang again at six o'clock. Xie Zhen got up, washed up, went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and then began to set the table.

The boss is also getting up and sitting at the dining table, waiting for the day to start.

The cooperation between the two people is very skillful.

At this moment, a man with disheveled hair and a dirty suit walked into the villa. Yes, it’s no wonder that he has a bad image now, because he has been baking in the desert for almost a month, even if he is You guys, you can't stand this kind of torture and you won't die, but you definitely can't maintain your original graceful demeanor.

Fortunately, the radio released itself. Boss Liang did not call or ask anyone in advance. He did not dare to ask about the result because he could feel that the listener destruction plan had ended, but he was not sure. Explain the final outcome.

He blocked all news, and with his identity and strength, he wanted to walk quietly alone. It seemed that no one in this world could find him.

He was afraid of the cruel outcome. Although he rescued Xie Zhen in front of Su Yuhang, he didn't know what the final result would be. The little detective and his group were not absolutely good birds. It is still unknown whether the kind-hearted people, especially Fusu, a guy who carries the hatred of his country and his family, can fulfill his promise.

Boss Liang silently walked upstairs and gently opened the door.

He stood at the door,

Then I saw Xie Zhen sitting at the dining table with breakfast,

There was another breakfast placed in front of Xie Zhen, as if he had a premonition that he would be back today.

Boss Liang smiled,

Is this telepathy?

He really missed his assistant's skills.

"Boss, it's Thai breakfast today, aren't you used to it?" Xie Zhen asked to the empty table in front of him, "Well, let's switch back to Hong Kong style tomorrow."

From beginning to end, Xie Zhen didn't seem to notice that the door was opened and there was still a person standing at the door.

Seeing this scene,

Boss Liang, who was standing by the door, cried again.

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