CH 124

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However, Shen Cheng did not think it was such a difficult thing. The business world had procedures and calculations that were very complicated to ordinary people. But to Shen Cheng's cognition, they can be solved step by step.

If there was one thing that he found difficult, it was probably his wife, Jian Shiwu.

He and his wife do not get along very well. Since the marriage, he had been busy with work, but he did not forget to fulfill the responsibilities of a husband, whether from the financial or from not restricting Jian Shiwu. He had not once argued with Jian Shiwu, even if there are really things are not done properly, he woulld only point out properly, and will not make things difficult for his wife.

Shen Cheng even felt that he actually spoiled his wife very much.

For example, when Jian Shiwu made a mess in the kitchen in order to cook, and also burned his hand, he was calm and sensible: "You are not fit to cook, don't do it in the future."

When his wife went to the mall and bought clothes for him in the wrong size, he would be very considerate and say, "You can just buy for yourself, I can buy my own clothes."

When Jian Shiwu called him on New Year's Day to say that he wanted to celebrate, he also knew that he had to show his appreciation for the holidays and that he would have to give red packets: "I transferred a sum of money to you, happy holidays."

So, Shen Cheng felt that he had handled everything quite well, whether it was a big or small matter, but there was just one thing he didn't quite understand. He seemed to be doing everything well, but it seemed that his relationship with Jian Shiwu as a couple remained lukewarm, of course, it was probably the same for most married families.

The turning point came one rainy night, the day he had just finished a meeting and received an unprecedented phone call from Jian Shiwu, the person on the other end seemed to be a little drunk: "Husband, can you come and pick me up?"

He is drunk.

That was Shen Cheng's first reaction.

It had sort of been a while since Jian Shiwu had taken the initiative to call him, and he didn't even seem to have heard Jian Shiwu call him husband for a long time.

Therefore, when he saw this call, even though the secretary told him that he had a client to meet later, Shen Cheng concluded after just a little thought, "Push it off, I have something to do tonight."

The secretary was smart enough not to ask more about the reason and just respectfully said, "Okay boss."

He had driven to that restaurant alone, expecting it to be Jian Shiwu and his friends having a get-together, but when he pushed open the room, he realized that there were quite a 

number of people gathered there. It was because of this opportunity that he had the chance to meet this group of colleagues, and to his somewhat surprise, the group was equally slightly surprised when they saw him.

"This… this is?"

"Sir, you are?"

"Got the wrong room?"

A man dressed in a suit had appeared here, that powerful aura and handsome appearance, some people were born to give a sense of unattainability. Moreover, the crowd felt that it was impossible to climb into a relationship with him.

While the group of employees were doubt, in the corner, a drowsy and drank-over-a-little wine Jian Shiwu gently raised his hand, he said: "Here. "

Shen Cheng followed the voice and looked over, and saw a drunken Jian.

Jian Shiwu’s temperament was usuallh relatively easy going, but today, perhaps because of drunkenness, he looked much more honest and well-behaved, with his face flushed.

Shen Cheng frowned inaudibly and walked over, reaching out to take the cup away before speaking, "Don't drink it."

Not knowing what motivated him, Shen Cheng opened his lips: "Does it matter I like you or not?"

As he used all his mind to deal with the affairs of country M, something happened to Jian's family. Jian Zicheng was cheated while doing business with others. The company may face the possibility of bankruptcy. When he heard the news, he was still in country m.

When looking for a solution, he only thought that Jian Zicheng's arrogant temperament should not accept his explicit help, so he said to the secretary: "You go back to China first, and see which company is going to buy them, don't be too obvious."

At that time, he thought that he would return to China in another ten days at most, and that he would then handle the matter properly in person, first he had to deal with the Donald tangle at hand.

He was in a meeting the day he learned of Jian Shiwu’s car accident. When his secretary called, he even thought for a moment that he was joking, until the secretary said it again in a careful tone, "Madam's car had an accident on the outer ring, it was raining so hard that it hit the bridge."

Shen Cheng had never had a moment in his life when his mind was as black and confused as when he received this phone call, his heart felt like it had been struck hard, and he couldn't breathe for awhile.

Shen Cheng's voice felt like it was squeezed out as he inquired, "Jian....?"

The secretary didn't dare to breathe heavily and only dared to say quickly, "The car, the car crashed down the river, a rescue team had already gone to look for him, but it was raining too much and after searching for a few more hours, they said..."

Even through the phone, the secretary could feel the hostility in Shen Cheng's voice: "Keep looking."

The few short words came from the other end of the phone, but the intense chill, cold and piercing, was enough to make people's hearts tremble. When the phone was hung up, the secretary realized that he was covered in a layer of cold sweat, as if he had turned around from the gates of life.

He knew that Shen Cheng would be back soon, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. He had unprecedentedly used the Ji's private jet for the first time and when he appeared in the frosty dew, the secretary was almost unable to recognize him, with his scarlet eyes and even somewhat messy clothes, not the same as the mature and stable man he used to be, as if he wouldn't be afraid even if the sky collapsed.

"boss......"

Shen Cheng spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "Have you found it?"

The secretary shook his head gently, and he too was about to cry: "The rain was too heavy, and the river was fast yesterday, the car was salvaged, but strangely… no…no one was there."

In those few days, it felt as if Shen Cheng had aged a lot.

It was a very strange thing, the body was never found, the salvage rescue team was always there, and Shen Cheng was always at the scene, but almost always to no avail, the rescue 

team searched for as long as Shen Cheng kept watch. He had not closed his eyes for a long time, it was as if something was keeping him together and he just couldn’t sleep.

When the secretary came to report, he said, "Boss, it's been a week, the company still has some things for you to deal with, do you want to go back?"

Shen Cheng said, "Bring it here and I’ll deal with it here."

The secretary mustered up the courage to say, "It's been a few days, why don't you go back and take a rest..."

As expected, before the words fell, he received a somewhat harsh gaze from Shen Cheng, the bloodshot eyes were like a harsh beast, making people's heart panic. He could only suppress the words in his heart.

A bottle of water was sent over: "Then you always need to drink some water and eat something, otherwise your body won't hold up and you won't be able to keep watch here."

Shen Cheng didn't take the food in his other hand, just took the water over and drank two sips, then instructed, "On the company side you bring the documents and the computer, if anything happens..."

Under the secretary's eyes, his voice grew weaker and weaker as he spoke, as if sensing something, the man's eyes swept him with a fierce glance, and eventually he couldn't resist passing out.

The secretary hurriedly folded his hands: "I'm sorry boss, I didn't mean to, but you really can't stay up any longer, just rest for awhile."

Then he turned his head, "Go back to the flat."

The driver started the car familiarly and left the riverside.

The secretary looked at Shen Cheng with some trepidation as he mumbled and also showed such a smile. He couldn't help but feel a little horrified, and even wondered if it would be better to make a psychiatric appointment for Mr. Shen to see.

But very quickly, except for that day where he acted strange, Shen Cheng seemed to have suddenly returned to normal. He set up a funeral for Jian Shiwu. The Jian family did not have many people, so a few members came. Next to him were two tombstones, Jian Zicheng and Zhen Meili’s tombstones quietly stood in the cold wind, looking unusually ironic.

It was a bad day, with a light drizzle in the sky. All afternoon, Shen Cheng sat in front of the tombstone not saying a word. Jian Shiwu's tomb was very simple, except for the unusually deep and conspicuous words on the stone monument, and there was a photograph on the tombstone, in colour, of the young boy smilinh radiantly and lovingly.

Seeing that it was about to get dark, the secretary's lips moved and went up to ask: "Boss, it's time to go."

Shen Cheng sat there quietly, "You go back."

The secretary hesitated as he said, "Do you want to be here at night? This is a cemetery...not only will it be cold after dark, but if you are alone, won't you be...scared?"

Shen Cheng finally reacted a little, he looked up at the tombstone, his deep eyes gradually became deeper, as if he thought of something, then the man's voice lowered and said in a faint voice: "That night, how cold was he."

How scared he would have been.

There was a cold breeze blowing over and the secretary shivered, he and Jian Shiwu didn't have much interaction so he couldn't really appreciate Shen Cheng's grief too much, however, he could feel the changes in Shen Cheng more directly. Before his wife's accident, Shen Cheng was career minded, mature and stable, but after Jiam Shiwu's accident, he really felt how scary Shen Cheng was as a person.

After that day at the cemetery, this man has changed. Before Shen Cheng was like a civil servant in general: a small business, asking him from time to time what gifts boys like, what new candies are available at the recent candy house, what the hell was that drama yesterday about and why he could not understand Jian Shiwu’s mantra about it.

That time Shen Cheng although was so serious, but because there was Jian Shiwu, there was just a sense in his body, a that kind of fireworks made that made Shen Cheng real and humane, but the current Shen Cheng, was like as if his life had been taken away as well.

The secretary knew that Shen Cheng was regretting, too many more words he hadn't been able to say, and 

remorse for things he hadn't done well, that this man carried a lot on his back, like a heavy mountain weighing him down, and at one point he mustered the courage to say, "I don't think Mr. Jian will blame you."

At those words, he seemed to see that the protective shell that had been built up by Shen Cheng crack, the man lifted his head to look at him, that kind of gaze was something he hadn't seen for a long time, harsh.

He thought Shen Cheng might scold him, would chastise him, in fact it would be good, this man had been suppressing it, it would be good if he could burst out.

But no.

"Go and do your own thing." Shen Cheng said.

There were no extra words, no extra expressions, the afterglow of the dusk fell, but it was inexplicably sad, there was no one who could save Shen Cheng, no one. Was the one who was gone suffering, or was the one who was alive suffering a little more? Even he himself did not have a clear answer.

Such a situation remained, until the arrival of one thing, brought a change, that is the black gold small VR helmet.

A device developed by Shen Cheng for real interaction on holographic networks. This device helped Shen enter the top 100 companies completely and become the leading presence in the electronic information industry. The secretary knew that Shen Cheng also had an exclusive version of the black gold small helmet, he would log on to the device every day and spend a night in it, the next day he would be in much better spirits. Who were the holographic characters in it and what had Shen Cheng set up? He did not know.

But the device did save Shen Cheng's precarious mental situation, but unfortunately no one had the chance to find out what exactly was programmed into his helmet until decades later, when Shen Cheng passed away and the secretary found the little black and gold helmet while rummaging through his belongings.

With curiosity, he put it on his head and clicked on the start page. Before logging in, he thought, Shen Cheng would have set a living wife to accompany him and reset a perfect marriage, but after the page slowly restarted, what appeared in front of him was a school street.

He stood there as if he was automatically brought into Shen Cheng's perspective and character. Then, he walked into a class and saw, standing in front of the back seat, a boy, chubby but cute, who seemed to be holding something in his hand, and upon seeing him, gave an awkward and somewhat confused smile, and the love letter he was holding was squeezed tightly as he stammered a little and explained, "I, I didn't steal anything from you."