Resonance of Forgotten Futures Chapter 9

The project manager was confused, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

"You did a good job with the sponsorship," Dexter Yin affirmed.

Even after he walked away, the project manager was still in a daze, not understanding why he was praised by the president for such a small matter, especially when it was too late to make up for the loss.

"Are you really in love?"

So kind!

After mumbling to himself, he quickly shook his head. A female colleague behind him said meaningfully: "Rather than believing that the president is in love, it is more reliable to say that he has started to believe in Buddhism."

Once this was said, it was agreed by most people.

"I don't know what you are so happy about." The employee who had been concentrating on his work raised his head and looked around coldly: "Just think about it, the boss has always been calculating without changing his expression, and now he is waving the banner of benevolence and righteousness..."

Before he could finish his words, everyone shuddered.

Dexter Yin was unaware of his subordinate's nonsense. He sat in the spacious office, staring at the ringing phone. For some unknown reason, he hung up the phone and called Chen Zan instead.

The voice on the other end of the phone was slightly lazy: "Hello."

Dexter Yin had a rare impulse, leaned back a little, and said calmly: "Do you want to go hiking again this weekend?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end, and then he said politely, "I'm ready to get a gym membership."

Hearing a hint of fear in Jasper Chen's voice, Dexter Yin smiled and said, "If you change your mind, you can let me know at any time."

"Okay." The other party's answer was straightforward, but you could tell it was perfunctory.

Dexter Yin didn't mind and said a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Jasper Chen was still feeling a little sleepy, but after answering the phone, he washed his face and felt refreshed again.

After a few contacts, I can tell that Dexter Yin is not a talkative person. The two of them just communicated last night, and today's call is completely meaningless.

The ends of his hair were dripping with water. Looking at the young man in the mirror, his peach blossom eyes could switch back and forth between passionate and cold, his nose was high, and his skin was whiter than that of a female star, Jasper Chen came to the conclusion:

---It’s terrible, he has a crush on me.

Three minutes later, he uttered a low laugh at his own joke, returned to his usual expression, changed his clothes and prepared to go downstairs to buy groceries.

There is a black car parked at the door. Even people who don’t know much about cars can feel that it is a high-end car, which is incompatible with the temperament of the entire community.

At this moment, the car window slowly rolled down, and the man in the driver's seat was as cold as ice. He quickly glanced at him and said, "Get in the car."

This was the first time Chen Zan saw the male protagonist since coming to this world. Even though his original body was going crazy in trouble and his consciousness began to become chaotic, Lin Chi'ang's face was still quite vivid in his mind, and his hatred was visible.

The original body's consciousness had disappeared. Chen Zan did not have much emotional fluctuations when facing Bryce Lin. He sat calmly in the passenger seat.

"Fasten your seat belts." The car kept sounding warnings, and Bryce Lin frowned impatiently.

When Jasper Chen finished fastening his seat belt and Bryce Lin backed out, his eyes flickered in the mottled light: "The changes are huge."

Jasper Chen smiled, hearing the sarcasm hidden in it, and turned his head to look at him: "The premise for coming to this conclusion is that you know a lot about my past self."

Bryce Lin naturally didn't know much about Chen Zan. What he saw was just an infinitely magnified version of the original body.

Ignoring the sophistry, Bryce Lin quietly drove the car out of the community and headed towards the wide and flat road.

Looking at the trees flashing by outside the car window, Jasper Chen said calmly: "I hope you set your destination to a place with a bus stop."

He was reluctant to spend money on a taxi back.

The car finally stopped in front of a coffee shop. Jasper Chen saw that there was a high-end restaurant next to it. When Bryce Lin parked the car, he got out of the car first and walked towards the restaurant without looking back.

When Bryce Lin walked into the restaurant, his expression was stern. He looked at Jasper Chen, who was already sitting in front of the French window, and said, "Are you so short of food and drink?"

Chen Zan demonstrated his virtue of honesty and nodded slightly.

Bryce Lin sat down opposite him, and Chen Zan looked at the menu while waiting for the next words.

"I came to you to discuss issues concerning novels."

Lin Chi'ang went straight to the point and Chen Zan did not show any surprise. He roughly guessed the topic of today.

After ordering a few dishes that suited his taste and the waiter took away the menu, Jasper Chen sat up straight again and said calmly, "My autobiography is realistic and does not deliberately slander anyone."

The waiter brought two glasses of lemonade. Jasper Chen took a sip and said, "Of course, if Mr. Lin has any questions, he can hire a lawyer to protect his rights."

Lin Chi'ang had no intention of quibbling over words. He knew very well that Chen Zan was not pretending to be calm, and even if he hired a lawyer, it would be of no use.

"You are free to write whatever you want," Bryce Lin said with a warning in his eyes, "but as an author, don't just focus on a few characters."

So far, the update of "Confessions" is less than ten chapters, and the fact that he did not give change was mentioned for two chapters.

Jasper Chen seemed to understand what he was hinting at, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face: "This is not a problem."

Upon hearing this, Bryce Lin suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. From the sound of it... could it be that every time he gets stuck in a writer's block, the other party will use him to pad the word count?

Jasper Chen smiled and narrowed his peach blossom eyes in a friendly manner.

Just as he was about to ask in detail, the dishes were served one by one. Chen Zan's attention was quickly distracted, and although he didn't show it on his face, most of his eyes were focused on the plates.

After taking a bite, his movements were fairly slow, and when he looked up, his eyes met Bryce Lin's: "Writing is not easy. Frankly speaking, apart from you and Jiang Ying, I can't find any explosive points."

Bryce Lin spoke in a low voice: "A normal man would focus his attention on his muse."

Jasper Chen put down his chopsticks: "Do you want to abandon your girlfriend and escape alone?"

Bryce Lin was not worried that he would write a sharp article to slander Jiang Ying. If that were the case, Jasper Chen would be drowned in the curses of Jiang Ying's fans before the lawyer's letter was delivered:

"Just a few words of caution."

"I'll think about it." After giving it some thought, Chen Zan gave an ambiguous answer and asked someone to pack up the food on the table before Bryce Lin started eating.

Lin Chi'ang didn't care about his materialism. Half of the purpose of his visit today had been achieved, so when Chen Zan pushed the chair away and was about to leave, he didn't stop him.

The next day, Bryce Lin felt relieved when he didn't see his name on the trending searches. But he didn't feel relieved for long, as he received a text message from his family, repeatedly stressing the principle that a gentleman should speak rather than take action.

Bryce Lin thought about the reason and clicked on the first hot search: Don’t hit people’s hands.

The picture was taken secretly by a passerby and is a bit blurry. In the picture, Chen Zan came out of the hospital with his arm in a plaster cast and holding medicine in the other arm.

There is another picture that was exposed by an entertainment account, a nine-square grid photo, which includes several photos of him and Chen Zan having lunch yesterday at noon.

There are already over 250,000 comments below.

[A Flower in Jiangbei: Although I hate Jasper Chen, I won’t hit him with his hands! Humble readers are crying online! ]

[ek Weiwei'an: Same question, why not slap in the face? How can I type with an injured arm? ]

[Orient Express: Jiang Ying, advise your boyfriend to hit him in the face and below the arms as much as he wants, and even break his phantom limbs, as long as it doesn’t affect his typing.]

...

There were all kinds of unexpected comments. Bryce Lin saw that there were several missed calls on his phone, as if they wanted to verify the authenticity of the matter with him.

Turn off the phone and analyze: First of all, going to the hospital is impossible to fake. Regardless of the severity, Jasper Chen was indeed injured. Secondly, I went to the community to look for someone on a whim yesterday. I didn't see the other person using a mobile phone during the whole process. The pictures taken by the reporter should have nothing to do with him.

However, this account fell on him.

He dialed a number from the landline and said, "Find a way to get Jasper Chen's private number and send it to my cell phone."

Chen Zan had made friends with some questionable people in the past, and the work efficiency over there was very fast. In less than ten minutes, Bryce Lin's phone flashed.

"explain."

The moment the call was connected, Bryce Lin's tone was not very good.

Jasper Chen said calmly: "I have already posted on Weibo to explain the reason."

After hanging up, Bryce Lin checked Weibo and clicked on the tenth hot search. The time on it showed that eight minutes ago, Jasper Chen had indeed posted a Weibo:

[Thank you for your concern. I would like to emphasize that my injury has nothing to do with others. I just took a shortcut on the way home and accidentally slipped in the alley. I twisted my arm while trying to protect the food in my arms. I implore you to stop making strange inferences.]

The style of the comments is completely opposite to my serious statement:

"I see. The translation is that he was put in a sack and beaten in a dark alley with no surveillance."

"If you do too much evil, you will eventually perish. You deserve it for doing so many bad things in the past. Anyway, I support President Lin."

"I don't care about the cause and effect, I just want to ask when the author can go back and update."

"Does being able to post on Weibo prove that you can also type with one hand?"

If you scroll further, the comments have been distorted beyond recognition.

The cell phone kept buzzing. Bryce Lin took a look and saw that it was a call back from Jasper Chen.

"I had dinner with you and my arm was broken right after. It's normal for others to misunderstand me."

After a pause, he continued, "It's just a three-minute fad. Just find someone to take it down."

The latter sentence sounded reasonable. Lin Chi'ang tapped the table with his index finger, feeling that Chen Zan didn't want to be on the hot search because of this matter, so he called and asked him to pay to settle it.

He showed a somewhat sarcastic expression and was about to speak when a muffled cry came from the other end of the phone.

Bryce Lin frowned: "What are you yelling about?"

The voice on the other end sounded a little painful: "I was not paying attention when I went to the toilet and sprained my ankle."

Bryce Lin's expression suddenly turned ugly, and he could already foresee tomorrow's hot search headlines: Broken arms and legs

The content is: After his atrocities were exposed, President Lin became furious and broke Jasper Chen's leg again!

On the other side, Jasper Chen seemed to have guessed something, and he chuckled softly, and spoke first: "Don't worry, I will issue a statement to clarify that it has nothing to do with you."

Because it was a phone call, Jasper Chen couldn't see Bryce Lin's expression, he could only hear a stern warning: "Stay where you are, don't make any statements and don't move, I'll get someone over there right now."