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Chapter 358 The Innocent Young Master in the Male-oriented Fiction 28

Of course it will make people drowsy, because there is a drug component added to it.

However, thanks to the exquisite craftsmanship of the perfumer, people cannot feel the presence of drugs, only the soothing scent.

"This stuff is really good. When you can't sleep, just spray it on and you can sleep more soundly."

Jian Mu opened his eyes and looked at Yun Yi, "But is this thing really not addictive? Why do I feel like I can't live without it?"

"Pharmacologically speaking, it is not addictive. If you feel you can't live without it, then it is just a psychological dependence," said Yun Yi.

"Psychological dependence?" Jian Mu blinked. He didn't understand what psychological dependence was.

Since taking over all of Jane's businesses, he has been extremely busy every day. The string in his head has always been tense. He has difficulty falling asleep even after drinking. Only spraying this thing works.

Let it be psychological dependence.

At worst, you can just keep using it. There are no side effects anyway.

Originally, when this thing was given to Mr. Jian, it was really just to help him sleep well and to curry favor with him.

I didn't expect that now it's time to help him fall asleep.

"Well, Jian Shixiu is no longer a threat now, how about..." Jian Mu raised his head and looked at Yun Yi who was looking at the report, and spoke hesitantly.

But before he could finish his words, Yun Yi seemed to know what he was going to say and returned the report to his desk. "I have something else to do at the club, so I'll leave first."

"Hey, don't go, I..."

However, before he could finish his words, Yun Yi had already opened the door and walked out.

Jian Mu sighed deeply.

He wanted to say that Jian Shixiu no longer posed a threat, or he would quit being the president.

His original dream was to eat, drink, have fun, and enjoy the fruits of his labor, becoming a playboy who lived a life of idleness and waited for death.

If he hadn't known that Jian Shixiu was playing with him like a cat and mouse, and that his grandfather was on Jian Shixiu's side, forcing him to the point where he had no choice but to resist, he would not have returned to China to open a branch and compete with Jian Shixiu.

Now that Jian Shixiu is no longer a threat, why is he fighting so hard?

Judging from Yun Yi's attitude, it is impossible to let him manage the company. In this case, the only option is to find a professional manager to take care of it, just like Yun's did.

Just hold on for a while and you'll find someone.

Once he finds the person, he can come and look at the report once a month like Yun Yi does now, and then just wait to get paid.

Jian Mu comforted himself in this way.

Yun Yi knew exactly what Jian Mu was thinking.

I didn't have much ability, let alone any great ambitions, and I was forced to move forward in the past few years.

Now that the pressure from Jian Shixiu is gone, coupled with the fact that he has been under too much pressure recently, he has the idea of ​​retreating.

Yun Yi didn't care whether he retreated or not, he was the one waiting to share the money.

He is already busy enough with club affairs and doesn't want to take on more responsibilities.

As the new season is approaching, Yun Yi personally leads the team to participate in the competition and once again plunges into a new round of busyness.

After one season of competition, the Yunyi Club team won the championship.

And after winning the first race, whenever the racers from Yunyi Club participated in the race, the championship had never been snatched away by other clubs or individuals.

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"Mother?"

Outside the train station, Jian Ling tugged at Jiang Muxin's arm.

Jiang Muxin came back to her senses, but her eyes were still on the poster that the staff had just changed.

The poster shows a few energetic young people who have just won the championship in an international racing competition.

There was no sign of Yun Yi there, but Jiang Muxin felt that the vigorous vitality of those young people was very similar to Yun Yi.

"Mom, where are we moving to?" Jian Ling asked.

"I don't know where to go either. Let's leave this place first."

Jiang Muxin took Jian Ling's hand and walked into the train station.

He bought a ticket for the nearest train and took Jian Ling on board.

Just yesterday, Jiang's father lost all his money. She had no more money to give him, so she could only take Jian Ling and leave this place.

When her father was imprisoned, she felt like the world had fallen on her.

Now that her father is out of prison, she feels better without him.

These words were cruel, but they were what she really thought.

Jian Ling sat next to Jiang Muxin, lowered his head and said nothing.

In fact, there was someone he knew on the poster just now.

Fu Chang, the one he had known since childhood, and who was his classmate in kindergarten.

Over the years, Fu Chang's appearance has been enlarged proportionally, so that he recognized him at first sight.

That unbridled and uninhibited smile, with nothing but happiness and joy, was something he could never imitate no matter how many times he tried in the mirror.

He still remembered that when he was three years old, on his great grandfather's 80th birthday, other children gathered around him, but Fu Chang was the one no one paid attention to.

Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, the person who attracted everyone's attention became Fu Chang, and he could only huddle in a small and cramped carriage with his mother, going to an unknown and unfamiliar place, and even his grandfather might come looking for him again.

Jiang Muxin didn't notice Jian Ling's emotions. Both mother and son were immersed in their own thoughts.

The heart becomes increasingly closed, and no one can reach it, forming an invisible barrier with the outside world.

It blocks those who want to get closer, and at the same time traps oneself, unable to walk out.

-

In this life, Yun Yi has achieved great success in the field of racing.

Not as a racing driver, but as the owner of a club, he has unearthed many racing drivers with professional abilities and has also greatly improved the professional performance of the racing cars.

"From now on, you are Lu Changze."

"I don't care whether you are willing or not, but since you have agreed, then do it well."

"Don't think of any conspiracy or trickery. The lives of you and your family will be saved or not. It all depends on your choice."

Yun Yi had just regained consciousness when he heard a woman's stern and cold voice.

"Now, wash yourself and change your clothes."

After the woman finished speaking, she took the servants out, and then several servants came in carrying buckets and poured the water into the bathtub behind the screen.

Yun Yi took a look at the gorgeous clothes and a jade crown placed next to him, and he could tell they were very valuable just by looking at them.

Looking around, the carved beams and painted buildings, as well as the furnishings are exquisite, but not the kind of luxury inlaid with gold and silver. They are all low-key luxury.

Turning his head to look at the mirror next to him, he was now wearing a coarse linen shirt, with bruises on his elbows and knees, his hair was disheveled, and his face was red and swollen, as if he had been beaten.

Even a slight touch can still feel a slight pain.

This sloppy beggar's appearance is totally out of place with this exquisite house and gorgeous clothes.

After taking off the smelly clothes and walking into the bathtub, Yun Yi began to accept the original owner's memories and plot.