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Chapter 24 The Reason for the Appointment and Chen Xiaofeng's Psychological Warfare

Zhou Bocheng got off work when he arrived, and everyone in the project department greeted him with smiles.

"Director Zhou."

"Minister Chen is trying to offend me. I can't put this little official on the stage." Zhou Bocheng quickly took out his cigarette and greeted him.

Chen Kun, the logistics director of the new energy project department, Zhou Bocheng looked at the resume of the person who had a question mark today.

He is about 1.7 meters tall, in his 40s, wearing a shirt and casual pants, a 37-cent haircut, and a goatee. He was a leader who was parachuted in when the new energy project department was established. This person Zhou Bocheng could not see through, and he had a very good way of doing things.

, even Meng Chen is on good terms with him.

"Young people are humble. I will have to rely on you young people in the future." Chen Kun took the cigarette with a meaningful expression.

"If you have anything to say, Minister Chen, just call me Xiao Zhou. I am relying on you. If anything happens in the future, just give me your orders."

"What a coincidence, I really have something." Chen Kun smiled inexplicably. Zhou Bocheng was overjoyed. He didn't even know how to find out the depth of this person.

Because a logistics minister could actually stay out of the contents of his own USB flash drive, Zhou Bocheng absolutely believed that the other party knew something about it. This is so intriguing.

Zhou Bocheng knew that his enemy was powerful and could intercept his reports from a distance, so Chen Kun had to get along with him.

"Minister Chen has spoken..."

"Don't worry, I'll go home to pick up the kids today. Manager Zhou will come over to inspect the work tomorrow when he's free." Chen Kun lit a cigarette and said loudly.

"Whatever happens, I will definitely bring tea."

"Hey..." Chen Kun looked at Zhou Bocheng for a few times, as if he didn't recognize him. He smiled even more, put out his cigarette butts and left with a few polite words.

Watching Chen Kun leave, he squinted his eyes and was thinking about whether he should buy a knife. There was an unknown danger sitting at home.

After repeated considerations, Zhou Bocheng could not find the reason why the other party asked him out, and if the other party wanted to kill him, there would be too many opportunities to use such the lowest method.

Zhou Bocheng simply went home openly, opened the door and saw the other party.

"You came back earlier than two days ago." A hoarse voice came. Chen Xiaofeng was now on the side of the refrigerator, his whole body pressed against the wall, both offensive and defensive.

Zhou Bocheng was used to the other party's voice. His face was expressionless. He boiled water to make tea, lit a cigarette, and did whatever he was supposed to do without saying a word. He didn't even look at it.

Half an hour later, Zhou Bocheng stood up and cooked a bowl of noodles as if nothing was wrong. When he opened the refrigerator, he even touched Chen Xiaofeng's body. The two of them had such a tacit understanding that there was no reaction.

After fussing, eating noodles, washing dishes, running water for a shower, and turning on the computer to work, from seven o'clock in the afternoon until Zhou Bocheng turned off the lights, Chen Xiaofeng still didn't respond.

...Later in the middle of the night, Chen Xiaofeng, who had been beside the refrigerator, moved, put on surgical gloves, opened the refrigerator, took out the frozen dumplings, ate, and washed the dishes, but he did not leave any traces.

At six o'clock, Chen Xiaofeng stood in front of Zhou Bocheng. Zhou Bocheng was snoring and seemed to be sleeping deeply. His stagnant eyes changed.

Zhou Bocheng, who had his back turned to him, had a deep look in his eyes. How could he be half sleepy?

"I have a sister who is sick. Her blood type is the same as yours, which is very rare. You give her blood transfusions regularly."

"The story is very cliche, similar to the novel I read, so that's why you didn't kill me?" Of course Zhou Bocheng knew what his blood type was.

"right."

"What's in it for me?"

"I can kill people for you."

"I have cancer and only have one year left."

"My sister is about the same."

"What if I don't agree?"

"Then I will kidnap you and raise you like a pig until the day you die."

"Then why didn't you do that?"

Chen Xiaofeng did not answer, turned around and left. Zhou Bocheng stood up slowly and went to the living room to make tea again, but there was one more cup.

"Who will kill me?" Zhou Bocheng became extremely calm and sent the other party a cigarette, but the other party refused and shook his head.

"The surname is Yu."

really…

"When will the blood transfusion be given?"

"Now."

"Then let's go."

Then the two of them did nothing, got up and left the community.

"I guess the reason is that I ignored you, so you didn't implement what you had in mind."

Chen Xiaofeng didn't answer, and Zhou Bocheng drove the car without looking at him either.

"If you do that, you will commit suicide." Chen Xiaofeng spoke slowly after a long while.

"I don't know how. I'm pretending to show it to you. I'm so scared. If you had been more patient, I might have given up." Zhou Bocheng said in a relaxed tone. As expected, he didn't care. He showed two rows of teeth and smiled brightly.

.

It's just that this scene looks nondescript.

Chen Xiaofeng was stunned for the first time. He turned around and looked at Zhou Bocheng for a long time, staring straight at him. Zhou Bocheng was also staring at him. It was a red light just now.

"I was often beaten when I was a child. I found that the more scared and submissive I was, the more they would keep bullying you, and more people would bully you. One day I was very unhappy and they beat me.

At that time, I didn’t speak or have any expression,

They beat me very hard that day, and the dissatisfaction in my heart came up. Six people beat me, and I didn't say a word for an hour. Later, they scolded me that there was something wrong with this kid's head, and left.

They haven't beaten me since then."

Zhou Bocheng lit a cigarette. The red light had just ended. He stepped on the accelerator and continued to speak.

"Later I tried it once. That time I was very afraid of being bullied by other people. In fact, I was very scared at the time, but I just wanted to try it because I didn't have any elders to support me, and I didn't want the elderly at home to worry.

I was scared and expressionless at the same time. The harder they beat me, the more silent I became. Then guess what?"

"They stopped beating me. No matter what they asked me to do, if I just didn't do it, the most I would get was a beating. In this way, I gradually gained experience. When I did something, I had to be expressionless and smile, so that

They don't understand the oppression brought by the sense of power in human nature, so there are fewer people bullying me, and I have grown up slowly. So if you persist until now, maybe I have really given up."

"You won't give in this time." Chen Xiaofeng's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was equally hoarse. He just took out a piece of paper from his pocket, which was Zhou Bocheng's test report.

"Actually, my experience and yours are similar, but the methods are different."

"Oh... tell me more." Zhou Bocheng raised his eyebrows, showing interest.

"On the contrary, when I was beaten, I showed fear on my face. I became the most courageous child among all the people. Everyone bullied me." The voice was hoarse, but it did not prevent Zhou Bocheng from hearing clearly.

"Then you are miserable. More and more people will bully you."

"No, they will only bully me once."

"Oh?" Zhou Bocheng turned to look at her. The next words made Zhou Bocheng's hair suddenly rise, and a chill shot straight to his forehead.

"I killed them all, one by one." The calm voice seemed to be saying something insignificant. Zhou Bocheng was absolutely sure that the other party was not joking.

The foot that stepped on the accelerator was trembling slightly. This was the first time Zhou Bocheng felt fear from the bottom of his heart after he got cancer.


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