Chapter 49: blacklist

The mobile phone is constantly shaking, He Bai stops the car, takes out the phone and presses the phone to send a text message.
He Bai: I parked my car at the airport hotel. You will let Wang’s assistant come and drive away. Be careful not to lose your life, come back to me after you have finished handling things, I have something to tell you.
After I finished sending my mobile phone into my pocket, I got off the bus and walked into the hotel. I opened the room and slept with a dizzy mind.
I slept very unsteadily this night, and I was doing some dreams that couldn’t remember the content. I woke up with a sense of chaos that was intertwined with time and space.
There were a lot of text messages sent by Di Qiuhe in the mobile phone. He swiftly swept through it, then raised his hand and pressed his forehead for a long exit. After thinking about it, he sent a text message to Wang Hu to help him bring the first section. Lesson book.
At eight in the morning, Wang Boyi appeared on the door with breakfast and clean clothes on time.
"Thank you, wait a moment." He Bai took the clothes and went to the bathroom to change, and then called Wang Boyi to sit down and have breakfast, and asked, "When did your boss leave last night?"
Wang Boyi sat upright opposite him and honestly replied, "4:50 in the morning."
He Bai took the soymilk hand and paused, and the mood was even worse. Last night, he was a hotel about two o'clock. That is to say, after he left, Di Qiuhe stayed at the airport for more than two hours before leaving.
Suddenly there was no appetite. He took back his hand and remembered the dream of a man’s head explosion last night. He shook his head and asked casually.
I heard that you were a Dibian person before? How long have you been with Dibian?

Wang Boyi did not expect that he would ask this. He was a little surprised that Di Shao had nothing to say to him. On the face, he kept a respectful and stereotyped look. He said, "About seven or eight years, I am the impoverished capital of the capital. Sheng, the emperor who was specially recruited after graduating from college, has been working in the branch before."
In seven or eight years, it was almost one-tenth of life... He Bai nodded and understood, and then rushed to solve the breakfast, let Wang Boyi send him to Q, and went straight to the classroom.
A few days later, Di Qiuhe was like a human being evaporating, and no news came.
There was no news in the news about the emperor and the Qin family. The night a few days ago seemed to be just a dream.
Just when He Bai couldn’t help but want to go to the hospital where Dibian was, look at the situation. A small newspaper sneaked out a sneak peek, saying that the boss of the emperor had to quarrel with the boss and was so angry that he would throw the company to the deputy director. Going to run on vacation.
This broke the news is too untrustworthy, and soon became the target of netizens' ridicule. After a while, this piece of news was suddenly deleted. Netizens have speculated that this newspaper should be educated by the emperor because of rumors, so hurry Deleted the matter.
This joke is like a small stone breaking into a puddle. After a little splash, it quickly disappeared. However, some netizens have left a relationship between the boss and the boss. Temporarily not in the impression of the emperor.
He Bai turned off Weibo, guessing that this news should be the smoke bomb that Di Qiuhe made people, looked at the SMS page that has never responded, and dismissed the idea of ​​going to the hospital - before everything is unclear, he should Choose to believe in Di Qiuhe, not indiscriminate action.
Two days later, Di Qiuhe finally called, the voice was a little dumb, and the speed was very slow. "Puppy, the problem is solved, my dad is already awake, I can go back to filming."
He Bai, who is refining the film, released the mouse and took a look at the time and asked, "Where are you?"
"Your dormitory is downstairs."
He Baiyi, busy getting out of the dormitory.
After a few days, Di Qiuhe seems to be thinner, and there are more unclear tastes in his eyebrows.
He Bai strode to stop in front of him, looked up and down at him, determined that he did not lack arms and legs, and tightened his nerves for a few days, asked, "When did you come back? Things are finished? How is the result?" ?"
Di Qiuhe’s eyes slowly turned and settled on him, then he squatted slightly, aligned with his line of sight, and his mouth hooked.
Puppy, if I don’t have the status of a grandfather, you are willing to accompany me. ?"
He Bai frowned, raised his hand and licked his mouth and said, "I don't make friends when I make friends. Your identity is not good. Don't laugh, ugly, what happened to you?" There was some uneasiness in his heart, and Di Qiuhe’s state was very wrong. Although he smiled, his eyes were dark and unclear, as if he had hidden a lot of bad emotions.
Di Qiuhe’s mouth was flattened, his expression was awkward, and suddenly his eyebrows bent, his mouth curled up, and he stood up straight and reached out to him.
I don’t want to abandon me, nothing is good... the phone is used by me.

He Bai brows more wrinkled, and when he slams out his mobile phone, he dismissed and said, "What is nothing? Is the identity of the emperor's big and small is all yours? That life does not bring the broken identity that you did not bring, you are rare Have you ever?"
Di Qiuhe took the action of his mobile phone and paused for a few seconds. The dull brain suddenly knocked open, the gloom of the eyebrows spread out a little, and the mobile phone nodded. "Yes, I am not rare... small Paparazzi, can I use your Weibo?" Even the tone is easier.
"Yes." He Bai saw that his mood seemed to improve. He put a little snack on it, then turned his head and looked around. He raised his hand and pressed him to press the hand of the mobile phone. He said, "This is not a place to talk, let's change places. Face Covered, fortunately, it is now a lunch break, no one is in or out, or you will not be obscured, it must have caused turmoil."
Di Qiuhe looked down at the palms of the two, and the cold heart slowly warmed up, raising his hand to cover the lower half of the face, gentlely said, "Then I blocked my face, only to show you alone.

Just a group of students came out of the bedroom building, and He Bai did not hear what he said. He turned and took him to the path of less people.
The two men wrapped a private room in the off-campus tea bar. Di Qiuhe always took He Bai’s mobile phone, but did not do anything.
He Bai poured him a cup of hot tea and confirmed with a black face. "When Dibian wakes up, he will drive you out?"
"Well, he gave me some money, and he was reluctant to make me go out early." Di Qiuhe put down his mobile phone and picked up the cup, adding that "in fact, when he just woke up, his attitude towards me was still normal. Later, Qin Li secretly met him, and his attitude became strange after that, let me leave early."
He Bai remembered the contents of the dream, and looked at the calm but oppressive look of Di Qiuhe. The heart was hanged on the wire, and he was depressed. Although Di Qiuhe always has a mockery of Dibian's carelessness, but after all, he is a father and son, and grew up with his father, how can the feelings not be there, the content of the dream is too terrible, if Di Qiu The crane knows the truth...
"After seeing Qin Li, he issued three orders: set up a subsidiary, and moved all the Qin family to the past; divorced Qin Li, gave up the custody of Di Chunhua, and let Di Xisong replace Qin Li once in the emperor. The position of the capital; let the lawyer give me a lot of money and a bunch of real estate that I don't need, and drive me back to D.
Di Qiuhe turned the teacup and looked at the tea.
He sent me money. Then I gave Di Xisong the right to find ways to preserve the face of Qin Li's mother and daughter and the Qin family... He is playing my face."
Isn't it just playing Di Qiuhe's face? When Dibian was in a coma, Di Qiuhe tore his face directly with the Qin family. When Dibian woke up but turned his head, he let the person who had harmed him let him go, and comforted him a bit. Instead, he saved his older son with some small money and sent it away. This is simply disgusting!
He Baiyu frowned and was so angry that he wanted to unload Di Bian. This kind of scum, really is not worthy of being a father!
"I guessed that he would prefer Di Chasong, but he didn't expect him to be so tolerant of the Qin family." Di Qiuhe took the teacup and leaned back into the back of the chair, staring at the rising fog of the tea, the tone became weaker. Down, "I am not angry with his eccentricity and coldness. I am only confused, curious, unwilling, and I don't understand why he has become so fast. Before he happened, he also had a complete break with the Qin family. ""
He Bai squinted, his hands rubbed against the teacup, hesitant to tell the content of the dream to him, if you want to say, what should be said to make him not so sad...
"Then I guessed it, I thought, just a little analysis, from the memory I have and all the details of his getting along." Di Qiuhe suddenly looked at him sideways, glanced at his fingers constantly licking the cup, hooked Hooking lips, "Then I thought of Qin Li’s pregnancy, and my mother’s sudden death."
He Bai violently tightened his palms and stared at him with his side wide.
"The green hat and are things that can't be tolerated by Dibian's character, but he is tolerant, so I guess he must have any handle in the hands of the Qin family. Before he talks with Qin Li, he I am not prepared to endure the Qin family, so he should have a handle in Qin Li’s hand, not the Qin family, and the handle has been a long time. If it is not Qin Li’s reminder, he will not remember it. Qiuhe put down the teacup, leaned his elbows on the table, held his face on his face, and smiled softly at Hebai, low and low. "I have been alone for a few days after Dibian wakes up, thinking a lot of things... ...so the puppy, on the way to the airport that day, what did you dream of? You let me pay attention to the fate, why? You said that when I come back, I will tell me something, what are those things?"
One problem after another, the tone is clear and calm.
He Baiyu tightened his lips and slowly lowered his eyes.
He thought he figured out what was in Deye's eyebrows - it was hate, strong and deep hate. Although the former Di Qiuhe looked cold and looked at Dibian's father-son relationship, he never hated anyone, but now, he hates it. There may only be one reason, what he guessed.
"I..." He Bai adjusted his emotional opening, looked up and looked at Di Qiuhe as if he had seen everything. He tried to calm down and said, "I dreamed of a lot of old Dibian lying on the bed, standing and standing on the bed. The former Qin Li quarreled. I didn't understand the content of their quarrel, but Qin Li finally said a word, but I heard it clearly."
Di Qiuhe lowered his eyes and touched the teacup. "What did she say?"
"She said..." He Bai reached out and took the tea cup at his hand, and determined that there was nothing around him that might have hurt him. "She said, 'No! Fan Lixiu’s death also has a share, what do you want? Push it on my head! '. Autumn Crane, what I dreamed of is not necessarily true, maybe..."
"Nothing maybe." Di Qiuhe looked up at him, suddenly smiled, reached out and touched his face, and gently rubbed it and said, "You are a little priest who grew up on the side of the Taoist temple, my lucky star. Your dream has saved my life, so no, maybe I believe in you."
Touching the finger on his face, he felt very cool. He couldn’t help but raise his hand and hold his hand. He wanted to comfort him but he didn’t know how to open it. He took a long while and only said,
Di is three years old, I am accompanying You." Le's wire on the heart seemed to be tightening slowly, making him feel a little difficult to breathe.
He does not want Di Qiuhe, who was once childish and irritating, to be polluted by the cruel and terrible reality. He hopes that the other party will always live with ease and not bear the burden of what should not be carried.
But these hopes seem to have been somewhat impossible...
"You don't want to go back, please stay with me." Di Qiuhe silent for a few seconds, suddenly turned his voice, shook his hand, picked up his mobile phone and opened Weibo, magically pulled out of his pocket. The folded document paper is spread out to the table, photographed and uploaded, and quickly typed.
He Baiyi, a glance at the document, surprised, "Do you want to give up the royal succession?"
"Yeah." Di Qiuhe nodded, edited the content and clicked to post Weibo, then leaned back into the back of the chair and looked at him sideways, like a joke. "I don't want to smash the things that the executioner touched, or ruin the comparison. it is good."
He Bai took a look at the mobile phone and saw that Di Qiuhe issued a statement to abandon the right of the emperor's inheritance with his own account, and @皇都官博, attached a photo of the document signed by the lawyer after the signature.
The comments increased rapidly, and the news came in one by one. Antique mobile phones couldn’t stand the bombardment of such information, and they were about to crash.
"My own Weibo has been logged out, so I have to borrow your account." Di Qiuhe said the reason for selfishness, took his mobile phone, turned off Weibo software to save it in distress, and then smiled and took him. The face came over and poked the position of his dimple. "I am going back to D area tonight, it is estimated that there will be a long time to come back to see you, come, laugh at me."
He Baiben imagined to go back like that before, but when he talked to his mouth, he swallowed it inexplicably, and barely pulled his mouth and smiled at him.
"It's ugly." Di Qiuhe ridiculed ridiculously, and then generously said, "But I don't deny you, but you are my little lucky star, and then you can't be ugly, or you will be thundered."
He Bai frowned and couldn't hold back his foot.
Di Qiuhe smiled and tried to pinch his face. The phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
He slammed his hand and took out his mobile phone and looked at it. His smile on his face faded. "It's Di Di."
He Bai raised his eyebrows and reached out to help him hang up.
Di Qiuhe was busy holding his hand and shook his head at him and asked, "Puppy, do you hate him?"
He Bai nodded without hesitation, and sighed, "Scum!"
"So it’s too cheap to hang up his phone directly." Di Qiuhe let go of his hand, smiled at him, then pressed it and turned it on.
"Akiyuki, what is the statement on the Internet? Is your school brother using your name? Too much! Let him delete it, don't talk to such people in the future!" Passed over, the gas is full, it seems to be very good.
He Bai clenched his fists and looked at his mobile phone with resentful eyes - he couldn't help himself, so he wanted to swear!
Di Qiuhe’s eyes flashed a smile, raised his hand and pinched his face after his lips, and said to the phone,
No, Mr. Di, you misunderstood, the statement was made by myself. I have my signature, don't you see it?"
He Bai's ferocious squat pulled down his hand and made a mouth shape - lick him! Look at him! Scum! Pooh!
Di Qiuhe’s depressed mood was so troubled by him that he couldn’t get over it.
The phone was quiet, then Dibian’s unbelievable voice,
What do you call me at Qiuhe? You...

"Have you forgotten, we have long sever the father-son relationship, when the antiques of the Qin family are aimed at me." Di Qiuhe appeased the knees of He Bai, and then did not give Dibian a face, said unceremoniously. "I used to be afraid of affecting family harmony, so I can bear anything, but Mr. Di, the hearts of the people are long, and the temper does not mean that I will not be sad or even disappointed. I laugh until I understand it now. You need to maintain it, only I can send it at random. After you become your chairman of Dijia, I will be my little actor, we don’t make water in the well, so it’s good for everyone.

Dibian was shocked. He didn't expect the oldest son who had always been so good to be so determined. He calmly appeased. "You don't want to be impulsive." I know that you were wronged this time, so Xia Songjin was only trying to calm the Qin family. Those who stay in the emperor, the company must have a copy of you, you..."
"I said last time, I never thought about inheriting the imperial capital. Mr. Di, I am not stupid, do you use my taboos, do you think I can't understand? When Chunhua was your child, you were for her. All kinds of cold waiting to ignore me. Now she has become the murderer who almost killed you, you still have to maintain her, let the big things become small, small things, and only open me far. Mr. Di, in fact, I am the wild Is it right? My mother shouldn’t give birth to me in the same year.
Di Qiuhe said that the lower the voice, the more he continued,
Mr. Di, stop here. With the heart of the Qin family, I may decide what At that time, there will be an unclear 'accidental death', so you have never born my son from now on. I will give you back the things you gave me, I wish you good filial piety and longevity. "When you just hang up the phone, you pull the number of Dibian into the blacklist."
He Bai took the table. "This is over? How are you so bullied? It’s enough to say two sentences without hurting it? Look at him! Kill him personally!"
Di Qiuhe looked at him with a slight gaze, as if he was scared by his sudden anger.
He Bai pressed his chest and almost didn't get past his frightened white rabbit.
Still not waiting for the two to say something, the phone ringing suddenly sounded again, this time replaced with a white mobile phone.
He Bai glanced at the screen of the mobile phone, saw a strange number, thought of something, simply connected, opened the hands-free, and caught Di Qiuhe's mouth.
"Mr. He, I am Dibian, the chairman of Huangdu. I saw your statement on the meager, please delete it immediately. Also, is Qiuhe around you, let him pick up the phone."
This is a sorrowful command tone!
He Bai turned his eyes and said coolly. "Sorry, I am not an employee of the Imperial City. I don't need to listen to your orders, so I declare that I will not delete it. Just autumn crane is really by my side, but now it is gone. Chairman Di, I was there when you entered the hospital, so I know a little about your family. I am blunt, your true love Qin Li can raise his daughter to push you down the stairs, and naturally you can raise your son to ruthlessly kill the father. Everyone is so stupid like Qiuhe, and will be a father who is eccentric and scumming. After being ridiculed by all the Qin family, he is still working hard to fly abroad and ask experts to come back to help his father cure! Di Chairman, Forcing the only one who really treats you, leaving a group of wolves around, you better not regret it later! I am waiting to see you and Qin Li on the same day! Hey!" After hanging out the phone, put the number of Dibian Pull into the blacklist and sit on the chair and continue to be angry.
Di Qiuhe looked at him after he hanged up the phone. He groaned and couldn't help but smile. Then his smile grew bigger and bigger, he gradually laughed out loud, and finally laughed and laughed. On the table.
He Bai looked at him with a sullen face and asked, "What are you laughing at!"
Di Qiuhe looked at him and buried his face in his arm. The laughter went back and the shoulders shook even more.
He Bai: "..." Son Laozi does not have a good thing! Pooh!
A minute passed, Di Qiuhe still laughed.
Two minutes passed, and Di Qiuhe’s laughter was low.
Five minutes passed, Di Qiuhe got up, wiped the tears of his smile, and his eyes were slightly reddish and he looked at He Bai.
He Baiyu's eyelids, "Laughter?"
Di Qiuhe nodded. "Well, it’s finished laughing."

Hungry?
He Bai picked up the teacup and blew the already cold tea.
Di Qiuhe touched his stomach and grievances, "Hungry."
He Bai took a sip of tea and continued to ask, "Without the house ticket that Dibian gave you, do you still have a place to live?"
Di Qiuhe blinked back and nodded. "Probably there... Anyway, there is a place where you live."
He Baimei jumped and asked, Going back, "Is it really hungry?"
Di Qiuhe grievously looked at him and nodded nodded.
He Bai put down the teacup, sideways, raised his hand and touched his head, smiled softly, then pressed his head hard, squirting, "Live it! Starve to death! There is a father who has his son! You are also a personal residue!"
Di Qiuhe: "..."