host brain pain

Chapter 127 Three Nights of Thought Collision with Mr. Marx

He Qian, the vice president's office.

Su He hurriedly picked up his bag and left, the company was busy with a bunch of people, just looking at it made him feel that sitting alone in the empty office was meaningless.

Might as well go home.

The idiot in the family speaks nicely and can flirt from time to time. He is handsome, has beautiful eyes, and can flirt.

It's as good as it gets.

It’s just that I may be a fool, I’ve never thought about yearning for the sun, what’s the difference with wood!
When the weather in Yangcheng gets colder, it will be burned to save waste.

After thinking about it, Su Ho went downstairs and drove the Land Rover home by himself...

Fifteen minutes later, the door of room 15 was slapped.

Su Xiaomu ran to open the door with his slippers drooping, took the bag from Su Ho, and said, "Sooner or later, I will change the door. Let me tell you, I am very poor."

I really feel sorry for the door, but not for patting me, so I don't feel sorry for my hand.

Su Ho shook his hands and walked to the sofa and sat down on his own, "Hey, believe it or not, I sold you to a rich woman to play games."

"Really? Really?" Su Xiaomu was very happy. "How much money, can you change the iron door, the kind that makes your hands swell when you slap it on it?"

Su Ho: "..." Can I pin this fool to the ground?
The meowing kind.

"Tell me, how are you going to invite me tonight?" Su Ho casually changed the subject, "You said half of the credit to me, I didn't say it."

Su Xiaomu: "..." Oh, woman, what you say is what you say.

After thinking about it for a while, "Why don't you go out and eat something casually? If the average person exceeds 30, I won't go. I have a disease called poverty."

As he spoke, tears were about to fall down unsatisfactorily.

Su Ho snorted, "Okay, okay, aren't you going to run errands, and use the money you earn to treat me to dinner."

When Su Xiaomu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said quickly, "Suho, Suho, you know, I earned 130 yuan for this order today, and it's fast to drive a Maserati. , I simply calculated, this business has something..."

Su Ho: "???" Riding a Maserati to run errands to earn expedited fees?Is there water in your brain?
8 for 2 yuan and 97 can't run a few kilometers, you know? ! ! !
Forget it, I have money anyway.

"I think it's okay." He said something noncommittal, and brought up a topic, "The effect of the new function module of Saoke.com is not bad?"

Su Xiaomu nodded, "If it's a general commercial site that competes for traffic, it should operate and arrange various promotions now, but Saoke.com is my own, so I don't play like this, what do you think?"

Suho said, "I don't know, and I don't know what you want to do."

"Be bigger and stronger, hit station B, and kick Facebook's YouTube." Su Xiaomu said instantly with pride.

Su Ho pondered for two seconds, "Do you think there will be mice in our house?"

Su Xiaomu: "..." Let me knock, do you want to be so tactful?
Oh, don’t think that I don’t know that this is about dreaming of everything!I don’t know what the term “small place” means?Ha, naive!
"Set a big goal, and those casual small progress will be worthless, and this motivation will come."

Su Ho nodded his chin, and his posture became more and more lazy.

After discussing for a long time, they finally decided not to move at all and let Saoke.com grow wildly.

Su Xiaomu thinks it's okay, anyway, he won't really use a knife to hit station B right now.

In the end, Su Xiaomu and Su Ho sat on the sofa and babbled all afternoon, and they didn't go out. Anyway, there was food at home.

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"Is the final exam going?" Su Ho sat opposite Su Xiaomu for dinner, and asked.

For the first time, 7 dishes were placed on the table.

It can be called a rich meal. Except for onions, ginger and garlic, the other ingredients are unknown to Su Xiaomu and were carefully prepared by Su Ho.

In a word, it's delicious.

Hearing Su Ho's question, Su Xiaomu answered truthfully, "The first subject will be taken next Monday. Fortunately, I am a top student."

"There is no need to review."

Su Ho didn't bother to care about Su Xiaomu's little complacency, and asked, "How is Ma Zhe?"

This knife pierced directly into Su Xiaomu's heart. The tip of the knife was delicate and flexible enough to engrave the word Su Ho in minutes.

Like Wanda, it is unforgettable.

"I intend to spend 3 nights to touch the great field of thought of Mr. Marx."

As he spoke, Su Xiaomu sighed deeply.

"Okay, okay, I got it." Seeing the same reaction from this piece of wood, Su Ho waved his hand and didn't want to continue talking to Su Xiaomu.

Just thinking about Ma Zhe's huge amount of information, Su Xiaomu was extremely desperate.

It's the kind of despair that makes my waist ache just thinking about it.

It’s almost the same feeling as the ordinary student Li Xingyi felt when his heart was stabbed...

At nine o'clock in the evening, Su Xiaomu sat down at the desk on time.

"Mr. Ma, hello, your ideological realm is beyond the reach of ordinary people like me, but please don't give up on me, maybe there will be opportunities to continue in-depth exchanges in the future."

"So, please let me get through this difficult time?"

When he said this, Su Xiaomu bowed his hands reverently.

I hope that Mr. Marx did not change the way of making things difficult in the sophomore year textbook, and just review it as needed.

However, the reality is more skinny. When the page of the book is turned, several little people jump around in Su Xiaomu's mind.

It's a pity that I didn't learn to jump up, down, left, right, left, and right.

"Is this really something I can finish watching in three nights?"

"I think it's very awkward, but I'm on the master's side."

"Hey, there's a traitor among us."

"I don't understand, I don't understand, I can't be provoked, I just slipped away."

Su Xiaomu: "..." What the hell is this!

Read books, even top students need to review.

It was just before ten o'clock, and Su Ho came into Su Xiaomu's study with a pot of boiled tea, "Concentrate and calm down."

"Finish your liver early and rest."

Su Xiaomu replied seriously, "How is it possible, how is it possible to go to bed early, there are only three nights."

If you don't point your head when you talk, Su Ho will believe it, "Then what are you doing with your head wide, it hurts?"

"Ah, I'm a little sleepy." Su Xiaomu scratched his head and replied.

The more he watched, the more sleepy he became, the more he watched, the more sleepy he became, and with the calming tea, Su Xiaomu really wanted to fall asleep in Su Ho's arms. How could Mr. Ma's thoughts be so hypnotizing!

On the first night, a little more than a third of the content was completed.

In fact, Su Xiaomu really wanted to go to sleep, if he was not afraid of being hanged up and beaten by Su Ho who accompanied him.

How difficult it is for others to be kind-hearted.

At 45:[-], Su Ho went home to sleep in peace.

Although in theory, for Su Ho personally, the quilt here would be really fragrant.

However, with a piece of wood that is already on the verge of death, there is no story, and we will sleep together with each other...

During the daytime on Saturday, Su Xiaomu stayed at home and spent half the day fiddling with the computer without touching Mr. Marx's philosophical theories.

Su Ho didn't go out, didn't even change out of his pajamas, and even suggested that if he tried it during the day, the effect might be better.

Su Xiaomu shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, no, I tried it, it works wonders at night, and it must take three nights."

Throughout the whole day, Su Xiaomu didn't tinker with anything, and the night passed relatively peacefully, with the elderly parent Su Ho on the side to supervise, the progress was still ok.

It has exceeded 79%.

Of course, the time was extended accordingly, and Su Ho stayed with him until one thirty in the morning.

On Sunday night, Soho made tea ahead of time, "I have an exam tomorrow, can I finish my liver tonight?"

"Of course!" Su Xiaomu was full of confidence!
To be a top student, you have to look like a top student!
It was just before ten o'clock, and Su Xiaomu had finished flipping through all the textbooks. He really didn't know the key points, but he remembered a lot of slogans and sayings.

Closing the book, exhaled a long breath, and felt a little subdued. When he turned around and saw Su Ho sitting next to him, Su Xiaomu subconsciously blurted out, "It's so late, why don't you get sleepy?"

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