They promised to talk to Huo Sili only when they see him, but now that they are here, Ji Pofu talked a lot to himself, then started to close his eyes and ears and stopped listening to what was going on outside the window.
Qu Nanzhu began to take out his canvas bag, and while doing so, he said, "Let me draw a mantra for him and stick it on it."
Daoqing looked surprised. "Do you know this kind of talisman?"
Qu Nanzhu looked expressionlessly at Ji Pofu, who was still pretending to be a fake after being caught, and explained, "It is self-developed. The effect is not very stable. If you use it, you may become a fool."
Ji Pofu The veins on his forehead moved.
Huo Sili coughed slightly to hide his smile, grabbed his hand and said, "Violent law enforcement is not allowed now."
Qu Nanzhu looked up at him, as if to make sure it was true?
Huo Sili nodded seriously, really.
Huo Sili:"Let me talk to him."
"Oh."
The rest of the people went out, leaving the policewoman in charge of recording behind.
Huo Sili walked up to Ji Pofu. He was tall and tall. In this slightly dark and depressing space, he felt a natural sense of oppression just standing there.
The cold white light source behind him made his face somewhat hidden in shadow, but his outline became clearer.
He lowered his eyes slightly and lowered his gaze calmly, looking down at the man sitting on the metal chair in a condescending manner.
Ji Pofu raised his head and looked at him. Facing Huo Sili's downward gaze, his face was not furious, but instead evoked a sneer of compassion and ridicule.
Huo Sili didn't care about his attitude and asked, "I shouldn't know you."
Ji Pofu smiled hypocritically, "But I am very familiar with you."
Huo Sili:"Well, what should I say?"
Ji Pofu: "I know you are trying to trick me, but I am willing to say it now. I just feel disgusted with you pretentious rich people who will always have endless wealth just by relying on good luck. Especially you, even God prefers you, why do you think you deserve this?"
Through a layer of glass, Qu Nanzhu exposed his hypocrisy. "Is this mentality called hating the rich?"
Daoqing nodded. "Yes, he is already terminally ill."
Huo Sili:"Is that why?"
With that pity look again, Ji Pofu asked, "Isn't this enough? People like you who were born in the clouds, do you know what it's like to huddle under a bridge in the winter, with the bones freezing? Do you know what it's like to fight wild dogs for a mouthful of rancid rice?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the female police officer in charge of recording couldn't help but remind him.
"Mr. Ji and Mr. Huo are well-known entrepreneurs in China. The taxes he and his companies pay to the country every year are a large amount of wealth, and Huo Family is a well-known philanthropist in this city. If Mr. Ji really knows, he should know that Huo's foundation donates every year..."
"Isn't it his duty to pay taxes?" Ji Pofu interrupted her. He thought the policewoman was naive and ridiculous, "The foundation is just a beautiful cover in exchange for fame and social status. In the end, how much money will go to the hands of those who really need it. Don't you even understand this?"
The female police officer stopped talking. This man simply couldn't communicate.
He twisted all good intentions and rules into profit calculations, and was completely immersed in a self-created sense of tragedy in which everyone was drunk and I was alone.
There is absolutely no need to communicate with this person.
Huo Sili thinks so too, at least now they know this person's motives.
He raised his hands and loosened his collar, and finally explained, "The capital flow of Huo Foundation is open to the public. The details can be found on any formal information platform. Mr. Ji is welcome to check at any time."
After speaking, he looked at the policewoman in charge of recording and nodded slightly.
"I'll leave the rest to the police officers."
Outside the door, as soon as Huo Sili opened the door, Qu Nanzhu rushed to complain, "That person is really sick."
Huo Sili half-hugged the man, feeling a little tired. The conversation just now was simply an insult to his personality.
He sighed, "I couldn't communicate normally, but it was also because of his thoughts that he did such a thing."
Daoqing explained on the side, "Mr. Ji was an orphan. He stayed in the orphanage until he was eighteen years old, and then wandered on the street. When he was twenty-one, he rescued a wealthy businessman and started doing business with him. It seems that his experience in the orphanage as a child gave him this twisted mentality."
Qu Nanzhu, who is also an orphan, said he could not understand.
He reminded Daoqing: "He has Merit on him."
Daoqing immediately became serious. "Okay, I understand."
According to Daoqing, the person Ji Pofu saved should have a high status, otherwise there wouldn't be so many Merit.
As for whether that person was behind it, that is what Investigation Bureau wants to investigate.
In the afternoon they went to the hospital again.
With Qu Nanzhu around, Chen Xun's recovery speed is very fast, and people feel more energetic throughout the day.
Qu Nanzhu moved to the Huo Family.
The reason is that after Chen Xun was hospitalized, no one cooked for Qu Nanzhu, and he didn't want to invite someone to come temporarily.
Huo Sili tried to make a meal, and the result is as you can imagine.
Huo Family's parents naturally supported it with both hands, especially Fang Pingyue. They asked three times if it was true. When they got the affirmative answer, they wanted to pounce on Qu Nanzhu.
Anyway, everyone already knew about the relationship between the two, so Si Yunxiang asked if they could live in the same room.
She asked about Qu Nanzhu, and only Qu Nanzhu.
Qu Nanzhu said OK without thinking, of course.
He thought Huo Sili knew about it, so he carried his luggage and moved in directly that night.
The room at Huo Sili is in a simple style, with basically nothing.
Before going to bed, he went to the study room to ask Huo Sili if he could put some pillows on the bed.
Huo Sili looked up from the file and looked at him. For a moment, he didn't quite understand why he had to ask him about putting pillows on the bed.
Maybe Nanzhu thinks this is his home, so it would be better to ask.
So he said tolerantly, "Of course, you can do whatever you want in the room."
Qu Nanzhu's eyes lit up. "Really? Then I'll put a beanbag in the room."
Huo Sili's doting boyfriend said, "Okay, buy it and I'll move it in for you."
Qu Nanzhu left with satisfaction.
At around eleven o'clock, Huo Sili finished his official duties and was about to go back to his room to sleep. There was a lot of information accumulated during the day, so he read it a little late.
In the corridor, he hesitated at the door of the guest room, forgetting to ask his mother which room he had arranged for Nanzhu.
He paused for a while, thinking that Nanzhu might have fallen asleep, so he turned around and went back to his room.
When I opened the door, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen inside.
He touched the wall and turned on the light, and immediately noticed the bulge on his bed.
His eyebrows jumped.
A familiar way of sleeping, Huo Sili walked over with some uncertainty and lifted a corner of the quilt.
It's Nanzhu.
Unexpected and reasonable.
He didn't know how to describe his current mood. He subconsciously guessed that Nanzhu was willing to come?
Then I remembered that he came to the study in the evening to ask me questions, and my heart softened.
It seems that his little boyfriend is very willing.
The slightly dazzling light made Qu Nanzhu frown in discomfort. Seeing this, Huo Sili gently covered the quilt back.
After washing up gently, I carefully slept next to Qu Nanzhu.
Huo Sili felt his heart pounding and closed his eyes.
Hope I can fall asleep early tonight.