Chapter 31 Effort
Chapter 31 Efforts
Cheng Wenjun did not feel Shen Boyan's sudden change of mood. He just smiled and said, "Then the property has returned to its original owner now?"
"Yes." Shen Boyan put the admission ticket back into his pocket, "Of course it is. It's better to return the property to its original owner."
He said something strange, but Cheng Wenjun remained ignorant.
"What are your plans for the evening?" he asked.
"No." Shen Boyan shook his head.
As they were talking, there was a knock on the door.
"Wenjun, come out and eat some fruit." Jiang Jing's voice came from outside the door.
Cheng Wenjun stood up.
"Coming, Mom." He said loudly.
Shen Boyan also stood up and followed Cheng Wenjun downstairs.
Cheng Shunhao has left, and there is only Jiang Jing sitting on the table in the living room.
"Wenjun, I cut up the cherries you like to eat." Jiang Jing looked at him and smiled softly and lovingly, "Would you like to stay for a meal tonight before leaving?"
"Okay." Cheng Wenjun agreed, "I'll have some more tonight. Are there any guests?"
"No guests, just our family." Jiang Jing glanced at Shen Boyan, "It's been a long time since our family had a good meal together."
But the meal was not finished in the end.
Cheng Wenjun had just eaten a few cherries in the living room when someone called him.
He said a few words to the other person, and his expression became more solemn. After hanging up the phone, she said to Jiang Jing: "Mom, something happened in the company. I'm really sorry. I can't have dinner with you tonight."
Jiang Jing was stunned: "Did something happen in the company?"
"Well, yes. "Cheng Wenjun's face was ugly, "I'm going to go there now..."
Jiang Jing muttered unhappily, and finally compromised, "Go, be careful."
Cheng Wenjun wanted to leave. It was inconvenient for Shen Boyan to stay.
He refused Cheng Wenjun's offer to drive him home and took a taxi himself. It was still dark when he returned home. Shen Boyan kicked off his shoes and turned around to see Cheng Wenjun's closed door to his room.
Cheng Wenjun seems to have always been very concerned about privacy. Since living together, Shen Boyan has never seen the appearance of his room.
Shen Boyan has no habit of voyeurism and is not interested in other people's personal lives.
But he stared at Cheng Wenjun's door, and the idea of opening it suddenly came to him, and it became out of control almost instantly.
'Cheng Wenjun' is by no means a stranger. Shen Boyan thought.
If this 'Cheng Wenjun' had obtained all of Cheng Wenjun's memories, then his words would not be so full of loopholes.
What 'Cheng Wenjun' said today was not the information Shen Boyan himself had revealed. There was only one possibility - 'Cheng Wenjun' himself knew about it.
Then who would know that he stayed at Cheng Wenjun's house for two days?
Apart from the Wu family, the only ones Shen Boyan knows so far are the Cheng family.
So, who is 'Cheng Wenjun'?
Shen Boyan paused on the spot, then walked towards Cheng Wenjun's room.
He wanted to verify it. ...
Cheng Wenjun's door was unlocked, and Shen Boyan opened it with a push.
He didn't seem to put anything in the room. The large desk was empty except for a closed laptop.
There is a bookcase in the room, and the glass door of the bookcase is tightly closed. There were many books inside. Shen Boyan glanced at them briefly and found that they seemed new and untouched.
He didn't want to touch the computer that most likely had a password, so he tried to pull the drawer under the desk.
Several are locked with keys, and one or two have combination locks, which look very safe.
Shen Boyan touched the gap between the top of the drawer and the table, only to find a hand of dust and an iron key mixed with dust.
He tried them one by one, and the key corresponded to the small drawer at the bottom. After unscrewing it, I found it was empty. ...Maybe this is the drawer that Cheng Wenjun locked when he renovated the house.
Shen Boyan returned the key to its original position and searched around the room again, but could not find any way to open the locked drawers. never mind.
He chose to give up and search the few drawers he could see.
Since we just moved in, there aren't many things in the drawers. Shen Boyan turned over the real estate deed, several abandoned contracts, and several blank notebooks with no names written on them.
He looked through the blank notebook page by page. They were all as new as new and there were no traces of anything. what.
After putting everything back, Shen Boyan was a little discouraged.
This 'Cheng Wenjun' is really careful.
Perhaps those decisive things were hidden by him in those locked drawers.
Shen Boyan didn't believe in evil and opened the bookcase again. The books were as new as they looked, not even a single crease.
Unsurprisingly, disappointing enough.
Shen Boyan exhaled heavily and took out the last book from the bookshelf.
But as the page of the book was dragged, a piece of white paper was suddenly dragged out together. Um?
Shen Boyan's heart moved and he immediately took it out.
It was a well-folded piece of A4 paper, with not too deep creases, and it seemed that it had not been stuffed in before. Shen Boyan unfolded the paper and found that it was occupied by messy handwriting. It looked like a scrap of paper.
There were things Shen Boyan couldn't understand on it like ghostly symbols. He looked over it over and over, and all he could recognize were some scattered numbers.
To be precise, it is not a pure number, each number is followed by a '%'.
1%, 0%, 3%, 5%...
The numbers are scattered in every corner of the paper, basically single digits.
What does it mean?
Shen Boyan didn't know why.
These things seem to be random records, just like when they were drafting when they were students.
But what did Cheng Wenjun want to record?
Shen Boyan couldn't figure it out for the moment.
He was worried that Cheng Wenjun would come back suddenly, so he took a photo of the piece of paper, folded it again, and stuffed it back into the bookcase.
What does this number mean?
Shen Boyan has been thinking about this.
Cheng Wenjun came back a little late in the evening. He looked a little sluggish, his face was scary and ugly, and his lips were a little blue.
He simply said hello to Shen Boyan and returned to his room.
The door slammed shut, isolating the two people.
Maybe something big happened to the company. Shen Boyan speculated.
He had no intention of paying attention to Cheng Wenjun, and fell asleep on the bed with those messy numbers in his mind.
Maybe he thought too much and had a dream.
Meng Mile Wenjun typed on the calculator, and the number in the calculator jumped from 0% to 50%, and then skyrocketed like a rocket.
Shen Boyan was powerless to stop or interfere. He could only watch the numbers keep jumping up. When it reached 100%, 'Cheng Wenjun' suddenly raised his head and showed him a strange smile. boom!
There was a huge noise coming from nowhere.
A sudden feeling of weightlessness made him wake up.
After adapting to the darkness after opening his eyes, Shen Boyan slowly woke up.
It had started raining outside the window at some point, and the strong wind blew the rain against the glass window, making a dense and heavy sound.
There was still a crack in the window, and the howling wind and rain rushed in through the crack, soaking a large piece of the wooden floor. Shen Boyan rubbed his temples that suddenly ached, got up from the bed with difficulty, and closed the windows tightly.
As soon as the window was closed, the noise outside the door disappeared.
Shen Boyan pulled on his slippers and prepared to go back to sleep. But as soon as he turned around, he suddenly caught a subtle human voice mixed in with the sound of wind and rain.
"...I said, this is not...mine...!"
Shen Boyan paused in his steps.
Although the sound was vague, he still recognized that the voice came from Cheng Wenjun.
Amidst the sound of rain, Cheng Wenjun's voice was filled with anger.
Shen Boyan took two steps towards Cheng Wenjun's room and listened attentively.
"What can I do?!" Cheng Wenjun suppressed his voice, "I am tortured by the company problems left by this damn guy Cheng Wenjun, and at the same time I have to conquer Shen Boyan. Do you know how difficult this is?" What?
What is a strategy? !
Before Shen Boyan had time to think carefully, Cheng Wenjun's voice came again.
"I told you, he has already started to loosen up."
"Give me time, and the progress of the strategy will definitely speed up, do you understand?!"