Chapter Thirty-Five

  Li Yiheng didn't notice at all, and while hugging him to the bedroom, he whispered: "You want to sleep, go back to your room to sleep, what if you catch a cold here?"

  Li Jin struggled with his hands and feet, trying to get down. Li Yi Heng held him tighter as he fussed, almost pressing his entire face into his own chest.

  "Let me go!" Li Jin's nose was deformed from being pressed down, his voice muffled. "Didn't you tell me to finish reading these documents and report back to you tomorrow? Let go of me, I'm not sleepy!"

  "You don't need to report to me tomorrow." Li Yiheng walked away without stopping.

  "Li Yi Heng, are you reasonable or not? I... " Li Jin grabbed his collar and lifted her head, her voice was small and weak, with a hint of vulnerability, "Even if I slept in today, the problem won't be solved tomorrow. I still can't sleep early. Let me go, okay?"

  Li Yi Heng's arm stiffened and he lowered his head in frustration: "Are those documents very difficult for you?"

  It's very difficult. Lai Jin originally had poor logical thinking, and when looking at financial statements, he would get a headache after reading three lines, and if he read more, he would directly fall asleep.

  But he had eaten the loss of not understanding this in his previous life, so he was framed and harmed by others. Now that there is such a good opportunity, he is eager to learn and can't wait to be patient and read more to improve his ability.

  So he lied: "It's no problem, I can still handle it."

  Unfortunately, as a boss, he couldn't even see that his subordinate had the ability to make vinegar. Mr. Li had wasted all these years. He hugged him and turned around, walking while saying: "If there's anything you don't understand, tell me and I'll teach you. But from now on, no more sleeping in so late."

  A long time later, when Li Jin sat in a bright office, reviewing the company's financial expenditures like flowing water and accurately picking out doubtful points, he was always deeply grateful for Mr. Li's careful cultivation today.

  Of course, Mr. Li's cultivation is far from that. As a special assistant to Li Yi Heng, Li Jin often accompanies Mr. Li to many banquets. He has a handsome appearance and elegant manners, is eloquent and skilled at adjusting the atmosphere, and can even substitute for Mr. Li in refusing wine and declining invitations at critical moments, earning him the appreciation of all the big shots. As a result, the so-called upper-class society that others rarely get to see almost opens its doors wide to him like it's begging for attention, and several times, some big shot has even jokingly offered to poach Li Jin with an annual salary of millions in front of Mr. Li, asking him to abandon his loyalty.

  Mr. Li's face was slightly drunk, and he glanced at the person next to him who was about to "fall off the wall" with a faint smile, saying: "He's not worth ten million."

  Someone was greatly shocked and on the way back, silently stared at Mr. Li frowning and leaning against the car window as if sleeping but not sleeping, unwilling to hand over a pillow, instead opening his phone by himself, finding the video downloaded a few days ago, plugging in earphones and watching.

  After a while, her neck suddenly started itching. She reached out to scratch it, but her fingertips poked at something soft.

  "Wow!" Li Jin jumped three feet high, his head hit the car top, "bang", "Are you haunting a ghost?"

  Li Yiheng rubbed his temple, nonchalantly: "Luo Fei's match?"

  China Star Voice officially started broadcasting the week after the sea election ended. After the sea election in four major competition areas across the country, each area selected ten strong contestants to gather in P City, and after 25 days of training, they were uniformly accepted by the tutors for inspection. In the first inspection, twenty students were ruthlessly eliminated, and the national top twenty was selected. Many students had hardly had time to get familiar with each other before rolling up their bedding and returning home.

  Fortunately, Piao Fei stayed behind.

  He received extremely good guidance at Xīnxīng Academy, and his musicality improved dramatically. Lí Jǐn had once received a video of him playing and singing with his peers, in which Luò Fēi's fingers flew across the guitar strings, playing divinely. And he sang with abandon, even the pitch problems that had plagued him before disappearing without a trace.

  It seems this child has really worked hard.

  On the day of the top 40 advancing to the top 20 competition, Luo Fei was so nervous that he couldn't sleep well. Although everything had been rehearsed smoothly, whenever he thought about the importance of the elimination round, he became anxious like a jumping flea. Li Jin knew he wasn't in good spirits, so she called him at night and chatted with him for several hours until Luo Fei's side fell silent and he fell asleep.

  Received a phone call in the middle of the night on the second day, passed smoothly.

  Li Jin was watching the game that day. Qin Yige pursued quality, and the students he chose were not lacking in strength, whether they had a relationship or not. As a result, the competition was intense and thrilling. Luo Fei was specially arranged to appear at the end, and he chose the safest song route for himself, still holding his guitar on stage, but with a new idea in mind, choosing piano as an accompaniment. The four instructors had long recognized Luo Fei's musical talent, so this flawless performance naturally passed, but also put forward new requirements, that is, requiring him to make changes in the next game.

  Change? Li Jin stared blankly at the screen. Luo Fei's silly move during the draft unexpectedly earned him the title of "Moe", and his female fan base skyrocketed. Now, times have changed, and the cool and handsome icy beauty is no longer popular, being a bit silly and stupid has become more endearing, evoking the deepest maternal love in female fans. Moreover, others may pretend to be silly, but Luo Fei's silliness is purely natural, and eating as many walnuts as possible can't make up for it, so fans are even more convinced. It's said that just a few days after Luo Fei debuted, his fan forum was already set up, with the number of daily online users rivaling those of many senior artists in the industry.

  So changing is easy, getting better increases fan loyalty even more, but getting worse might scare off a batch of them for good.

  It's impossible to change, the so-called teachers at Xīng Xīng Academy are hopeless. The top 20 students are all different, and the teachers tailor-make their teaching methods for each one, exhausting themselves in the process. So, how Róng Fēi performs next is directly dependent on Lí Jǐn's efforts.

  Li Zheng was deep in thought, thinking about how to change for the better when he was suddenly startled by Li Yi Heng, and a spark of inspiration struck him.

  It was just this spark came quickly and went quickly, in a second it flashed away.

  "Which one is this?" Li Yiheng asked with interest.

  "Forty into twenty." Li Jinyi was beaming with pride as he boasted to Li Yiheng, as if his own child had scored a hundred percent on an exam. "He made it into the top twenty."

  Li Yiheng responded with a "yes" and asked: "The program isn't broadcast until Saturday night, why are you watching it today?"

  Still because of you?

  Li Jing gave him a slanted glance and didn't respond.

  Li Yiheng also reacted, laughing: "Don't look at me with that kind of eyes, do you know what I mean?" He paused for a moment, thinking, "Alright, starting from this week, every Saturday night when the show is broadcast, I'll give you time off. Go watch the live broadcast."

  "Boss!" Li Jinhuan cheered, "You're too awesome!"

  The competition started from the top 20 and entered the live broadcast stage every week. Luo Fei was under more pressure, and Li Jin was also worried, so they came up with several "change" plans, and finally chose one after considering Bei Fengming's opinion and intensified their practice. Thanks to Mr. Li's golden words, Li Jin also made an appointment with Luo Fei to watch the live broadcast of his competition day and provide him with first-hand audience feedback.

  Just as she hung up the phone with Luo Fei, a strange number called in. Li Jin answered it and it was actually a call from the cake shop.

  The other party was a gentle female voice, asking if he knew Mr. Li Yi Heng. After Lei Jin replied yes, she said that Mr. Li had ordered a cake at the store a few days ago and promised to pick it up today. However, as evening approached, Mr. Li still hadn't arrived, so the other party could only call the emergency contact left at the time, which was Lei Jin.

  Li Yiheng didn't know that Li Jincheng had secretly ordered a cake, but as his assistant, he wasn't his mother, so there was no need to ask about every little thing. Since the cake was overdue, he would just pick it up for him. He instructed the driver to go to the store and retrieve it. When he got the cake in hand, it was huge and smelled sweetly of mango, making him want to open it on the spot and take a bite.

  It turns out that this cake shop is actually the one I often patronized in my previous life.

  On the way back, Mr. Li finally got through on the phone, his voice was filled with a kind of inexplicable fatigue, and he asked Lai Jin to send the cake to room 1503 of the Continental Hotel.

  Li Jinqi carefully carried the large cake down from the car and up the stairs, knocking three times on the door. There was silence inside, and after a while, Li Yiheng responded with a belated "Come in."

  Li Jin pushed the door and went in.

  Li Yiheng sat by the window, the sunset was setting in the west, and the dusk stretched his shadow all the way to the corner of the wall. He heard the sound of the door, turned around, and smiled at Li Jin: "I didn't go to the company today, is everything normal?"

  Li Jin carried the cake over, and as he got closer, he felt that the smile was so forced it was piercing to the eye, as if Li Yi Heng had a belly full of unspoken bitterness, yet still forced himself to smile.

  He thought he was really muddle-headed, Mr. Li was fine yesterday, how could he possibly become inexplicably sad today.

  He smiled and replied: "Of course it's normal."

  Then put the cake on the glass round table in front of Li Yiheng.

  Li Yiheng gazed quietly at his movements, but his eyes seemed to pierce through Li Jin's fingers and reach a distant place that people were reluctant to mention.

  Li Jin's movements involuntarily slowed down.

  Since he knew Mr. Li, he was always smiling with a warm and gentle expression on his face, making people feel like they were in the midst of spring breeze.

  There was only one moment when he no longer smiled, and didn't even want to put on any expression, as if all his energy was used for reminiscing and nostalgia, and couldn't spare a bit to do anything else.

  It was an unexpected turn of events, and Li Jin asked him: "Whose birthday is it today?"