Chapter 252： Chasing Husband Crematorium 07┃The Promising He Ming (1/2)

He Ming really didn't want to contact anyone or anything related to Zhuang Li.

He has already paid such a high price for being soft-hearted and impulsive, and he can no longer be fooled by the other party.

However, thinking about it this way, when the phone vibrated again and again and the text messages from Zhuang Li kept popping up on the screen, He Ming's heart seemed to be overgrown with weeds, and he couldn't stop restless.

He was sitting at the desk, placing his mobile phone far away at the corner of the desk, turning on the computer to prepare for business, but his mind was in a mess. After reading a document for a few minutes, only two lines came into it.

When the phone buzzed again, he finally couldn't hold back, grabbed it viciously, and opened the screen.

Zhuang Li's text messages were full of love and care. If those messy things didn't happen, He Ming would really be moved by him. His mouth was terribly sweet, and at the same time he cheated the dead.

He Ming found himself a good example. He was deceived by Zhuang Li, but he tried his best to protect Zhuang Li, as if he had fallen in love with him.

"He Ming, are you crazy?" He Ming covered his face with his hands and said to himself in extreme embarrassment.

However, after a few minutes, he regained his calm state, called Jin Erxian and instructed: "I want to have breakfast, you can pack me a steamed dumpling."

Jin Erxian quickly brought in a steamed dumpling.

He Ming opened his chopsticks and ate slowly. His stomach, which was constantly cramping due to exhaustion and tension, was greatly relieved. He thought: It's really not right to skip breakfast, you have to sleep after eating, or your body won't be able to take it.

He didn't realize at all that while his brain was still resisting, his subconscious mind had begun to faithfully execute Zhuang Li's orders.

Ten minutes later, He Ming threw away the breakfast box, walked into the lounge, washed his face, and prepared to take a nap. Before setting the phone to airplane mode, he opened WeChat and looked at it, but he didn't find that Zhuang Li had sent a new message, and his heart was empty.

But he soon discovered that Zhuang Li had updated a circle of friends, and before he had time to think about it, his fingertips had already been opened.

Zhuang Li posted a photo of a plate filled with fried dumplings, with the caption: [Remember to eat breakfast every day and take care of yourself. 】

He Ming subconsciously thought that this sentence was addressed to himself, and his heart trembled.

Seeing that the steamed dumplings turned into fried dumplings, which was different from what he had just eaten, he gritted his teeth and scolded: "You liar!"

After scolding, He Ming was extremely annoyed. He didn't feel like he was himself anymore. He didn't even know who he was angry with and who he was competing with. Zhuang Li completely messed up his life, but patted his **** and walked away.

This liar!

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7480 scolded cowardly: "Master, you big liar, you don't care about the gods at all!"

Zhuang Li turned on the computer and asked lazily, "Why don't I care about him?"

"If you care about him, you should go and deliver him breakfast in person. It's really not sincere for you to send a few text messages."

Zhuang Li patted his thin chest, "Do you think I can outrun those paparazzi? Do you know how many people downstairs are squatting on me?"

Thinking of the host's basically zero motor cells, 7480 burst out laughing.

Zhuang Li sighed as he hacked into the network: "And I have more important things to do."

"What's the matter?" 7480 asked curiously.

"I want to make the most money in the shortest time. The crisis He Ming faces is not as simple as the theft of trade secrets. A precarious enterprise can easily be targeted by financial giants. If the stock price is stabilized, He Ming's company will be shorted and delisted, and he may face bankruptcy and reorganization next."

Zhuang Li quickly made up the identity of trader, agent, manager and so on for himself in the network.

7480 said angrily: "It's all your fault! If you hadn't sent that document, the gods wouldn't have encountered these things at all."

"Do you think that Xiao Yiheng won't get the document if the original owner doesn't send it? Don't forget that Jin Erxian also has one in his hand. You won't understand the principle of not breaking and not standing."

Zhuang Li stopped quickly tapping his hands on the keyboard, and said temptingly, "Little mental retardation, do you want to leave the little black house?"

7480's heart started beating wildly. It stood on tiptoe and raised its hand, urgently shouting: "Think about it! Master, are you going to let me go?"

"If you are obedient, I will let you go." Zhuang Li chuckled lightly.

"I'm obedient, I'll be obedient! Master, look at my posture!" 7480 knelt down with a plop, clasped his hands in prayer, his big eyes flashed, and there were tears.

"Very good, I will let you go, but you have to help me mine. If you dare to be dishonest, I can immediately send you back to the little black house, or even hang you on the spot." Zhuang Li's tone changed from a slight smile. The meaning gradually became cold and ruthless.

7480 shivered when he heard it, and nodded quickly and shouted: "Master, I must be obedient. What kind of mine do you want me to dig for you?"

"I'll start investing in stocks to earn the principal, and you can mine bitcoin for me. After I've dug enough, I'll go to buy bitcoin. This is the fastest way to get money." While speaking, Zhuang Li had already entered the stock market with several identities he made up.

He put all the more than two million deposits left by the original owner into it.

7480: "..." Fuck! Just know that the host, the big devil, will never be so kind!

"What? You don't want to?" Zhuang Li raised his eyebrows and asked.