Even if Bryce Lin didn't explain anything, Chen Zan wouldn't be able to move freely in his current state.
It seemed that his ankle was just sprained. He was just about to find a towel to apply it when he heard footsteps outside the door.
So fast?
Jasper Chen limped to the door, opened it a crack, and saw an unexpected face.
"Mr. Yin?"
Seeing the surprise in his eyes, Dexter Yin was silent for a while: "Who do you think it is?"
"Class enemy." Chen Zan said.
Dexter Yin did not come empty-handed. After putting the gift box aside, he said, "I heard that your arm was injured, so I came to see you."
The word "heard" was used very subtly. Jasper Chen raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you see it on the Internet?"
Dexter Yin: "I seldom go online."
I found out about Chen Zan's accident when I overheard his subordinates' conversation.
Jasper Chen didn't dwell on the word choice, and said slowly: "I took advantage of a small opportunity and had someone treat me to a meal, and I fell on the way back."
Dexter Yin felt that the claim that Jasper Chen was beaten was not credible from the beginning. He had seen Jasper Chen fight, and there was a fierceness in his thin body. It had nothing to do with his character of keeping it to himself.
Chen Zan was rubbing his ankle, and Dexter Yin took the initiative to take over what he was about to do, wringing out the towel and helping him apply it.
"are you OK?"
Jasper Chen: "Despite my disability, my mind is strong."
Dexter Yin couldn't help laughing when he saw him calmly typing on the keyboard with one hand.
Just then, someone knocked on the door a few times: "Excuse me, is Mr. Jasper Chen here?"
Dexter Yin glanced at Jasper Chen, who nodded and walked over to help him open the door.
The middle-aged man carrying the medicine box outside was startled when he saw him. Through the gap in his eyes, he saw Jasper Chen, who was in a plaster cast behind him. He knew he had found the right person and explained his purpose: "Mr. Lin asked me to come and take a look at you."
Jasper Chen did not refuse. When the doctor examined his ankle, he calmly said, "It's just a twist. It's nothing serious."
He had been in many fights before and could make a fairly accurate assessment of his own physical condition.
After a careful examination, the doctor confirmed that there was no major problem and left the prepared medicinal wine: "Apply regularly, and do not press too hard."
"Thank you." Chen Zan asked the key question: "I didn't ask you to come, so is it more appropriate to charge the consultation fee to Bryce Lin?"
The doctor looked at him with a complicated expression: "Yes."
Only then did Jasper Chen feel at ease and started working again.
Before leaving, the doctor couldn't help but look back at Dexter Yin again. He felt like he had seen this person somewhere, but he couldn't remember where for a while.
As if not noticing his thoughtful expression, Dexter Yin asked how many times a day he should apply it and calmly closed the door.
"Do you need my help?"
Chen Zan casually stretched out his feet.
Dexter Yin was slightly startled, and after helping him apply the medicine, he said, "Do you want me to help you?"
Chen Zan then realized that he had misunderstood the other party's meaning. Dexter Yin was asking him if he needed someone to speak for him.
"No need." Jasper Chen thought for a moment and tried to speak in a gentle tone: "I have turned over a new leaf. You should find a proper job as soon as possible while you are still young."
Dexter Yin always felt that his expression when he spoke was very similar to that of someone.
Chen Zan also felt that his mood was similar to that of someone else.
At about the same time, they both realized who it looked like...the old man next door.
Jasper Chen looked serious: "Am I aging prematurely?"
Dexter Yin was silent for a long time: "I am older than you."
After a while, Jasper Chen said something impassioned in a flat tone: "Then let's work together."
I originally wanted to say "embrace the beautiful tomorrow", but I felt it was not appropriate, so I swallowed it back.
As they were talking, the doctor who had just left came back, looked at Dexter Yin with a helpless smile, and indicated that he had something to say in private.
When both parties reached the door, the doctor summarized and briefly explained: "When Mr. Lin called to inquire just now, he learned that a friend was helping to take care of Jasper Chen. He promised that as long as you take care of him during his recovery, he is willing to pay 200,000 yuan."
Dexter Yin didn't say anything. The doctor looked at his unchanged face and felt a little guilty for no reason. He quickly suppressed the strange feeling and continued, "Of course, the premise is that I hope you can ensure that Jasper Chen doesn't go out before his injury heals, to prevent reporters from taking photos and making false statements."
The voice was not loud, but in this small area, and the door was ajar, Jasper Chen heard most of what was said.
Dexter Yin glanced at him, and nodded, not knowing what he was thinking about.
The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, and his smile became more genuine: "Bank account number and name, first transfer 100,000, and the balance will be paid later..."
Dexter Yin raised his hand: "No hurry."
The doctor thought that this man was quite reliable, so he went downstairs and drove home without delay.
When Dexter Yin entered the room, Chen Zan was still typing slowly and laboriously.
"Did you hear everything?"
Chen Zan nodded perfunctorily and immersed himself in his work.
Dexter Yin pulled a chair a few steps away from him and sat down: "I will ask him to transfer the money directly to you when the time comes."
Jasper Chen paused and frowned: "What are you talking about? That's your salary, it's nothing to give it to me."
Wages?
Dexter Yin secretly raised his eyebrows at the novel statement, and after a while he couldn't help but chuckled.
Chen Zan couldn't help but look at him seriously. To be honest, this man's mood swings were quite strange. He didn't find anything funny about that sentence at all.
Jasper Chen was ready to live a life of staying at home, but Bryce Lin had to travel back and forth between the company and home to sign contracts. The only thing that was relatively satisfactory was that Jasper Chen's troubles could be temporarily stopped.
The next day, he had a minor cold, so a private doctor came to see him. He had served the Lin family for more than ten years and was considered an elder that Bryce Lin respected.
"Your health is more important than your business," the doctor advised.
Bryce Lin pressed his eyebrows and said, "The people below don't do things in a neat and tidy manner. Nothing can be considered thoroughly." He paused and opened his eyes and said, "Fortunately, you happened to meet that B@st@ard friend. Otherwise, I would have to bother to find a caregiver for him."
The doctor said as he took the medicine: "It's just a piece of cake." Then he half-jokingly said: "Money is hard to earn, so you have to learn to save money."
Bryce Lin was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was referring to the issue of not giving change. He said with a slight headache, "When Chen Zan's injury is healed, I will talk to him again to avoid similar topics." After thinking for a moment, he said, "By the way, let's see what kind of reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva his friend is."
This is actually a satire on Chen Zan, who had done so many bad things but still had friends willing to visit him.
The doctor smiled and said, "Remember to pay the nursing fee."
The president went to work while sick and didn't earn a penny more. Jasper Chen wrote while sick and successfully won the sympathy of a lot of people. "Although it's still annoying, I can give you a reward for the continuous update." Similar remarks can be found everywhere.
After counting the money in the slush fund, Jasper Chen admitted that it was a blessing in disguise.
Dexter Yin would come every two or three days, mostly just to say a few words, and couldn't find any way to help. Jasper Chen was a very capable person, except that his typing was a little slow, and his arm injury didn't seem to affect his life at all, and his room was tidy.
"Strong grass in the wind." Dexter Yin moved his thin lips and gave his evaluation.
Even without any explanation, one could tell it was a compliment.
Chen Zan stopped blinking for a few seconds and frowned instead. He was not used to others giving him excessive praise in person.
"How many days will it take to remove the plaster?" Dexter Yin asked about the injury, as if the compliment just now was just a casual remark.
Jasper Chen glanced at the calendar and made a scissors gesture.
"I happen to be free in two days." Dexter Yin thought for a moment and said, "I'll drive you there then."
Chen Zan turned his gaze to the window and said casually, "Borrowed car?"
During their time together, Dexter Yin had figured out the other person's personality and would always be on guard against him. He immediately smiled and said, "My car has broken down and is still in the repair shop. I can only borrow it."
Jasper Chen had always had doubts about Dexter Yin's identity. He said that he was poor and had no sense of hardship. He exaggerated and dramatically said that he was a low-key wealthy businessman, but he didn't behave like a rich man. Once he found an excuse to sneak a peek at the trademark of Dexter Yin's clothes, and checked it online to make sure it was not a famous brand.
Nothing makes sense, and Chen Zan just gets along with people according to the character given by Dexter Yin in his daily life.
He did not refuse the other party's offer to drive him to the hospital. He looked at Dexter Yin and said, "That's troublesome. I'll treat you to a meal when I recover."
The two days passed so quickly that it seemed like the blink of an eye. The doctor said that he had recovered well. After removing the plaster, he was advised not to do any heavy work in the near future.
Dexter Yin and Jasper Chen were both people who didn't use their phones much, so they had more verbal communication on the way back. When they were almost at the community, Jasper Chen lowered his head to look at his phone for a while, shook his head and said, "Bryce Lin is still on the trending search."
Because of the 'beating incident', the other party's every move has now become the focus of attention.
Chen Zan even saw a bizarre arrangement that the two parties had reached a settlement privately. Bryce Lin had already sent a lawyer's letter to the media that spread the false rumors, but the heat only lasted for two weeks.
I don’t know if it was God’s will, but when he raised his head again, he saw a familiar figure standing at the entrance of the community.
Even though he was wearing a mask and was some distance away, Chen Zan recognized Bryce Lin at a glance.
Some people's temperament is naturally very eye-catching in the crowd.
Dexter Yin seemed not to notice anything and concentrated on performing his duties as a driver and parked the car.
When Jasper Chen got out of the car, he saw the narrow empty parking space and couldn't help but admire the other party's driving skills, as he was able to occupy such a narrow space.
Lin Chi'ang also noticed this side. When he saw Jasper Chen, he frowned subconsciously. This impatience did not last for a second. When he noticed Dexter Yin who was walking over, his eyes moved and his expression changed instantly.
When he reached his position, he naturally knew Dexter Yin's identity. It was not difficult for a poor family to produce a noble son, but it was more difficult than ascending to heaven to produce a new noble.
Dexter Yin is a legend in this circle.
"this..."
Before he could ask what was going on, Jasper Chen was afraid that he would default on his debt, so he reminded him: "This is the babysitter you hired for me, remember to pay her."
There was a moment of silence, speculating on several possible scenarios.
Bryce Lin's already complicated expression became even more difficult to understand. How could he have the qualifications to hire a nanny like this!
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