Good Morning, Mr. President!

Afraid of being wet by the rain, she simply took the shirt out of the shopping bag and stuffed it into her schoolbag.

She stood inside the mall and waited for a while, looking out the probe. There was no sign of rain outside. Many guests stayed at the mall entrance.

She was also very distressed. If I go back too late and my second uncle is home, I don't know if I will lose her temper again.

When Song Zhixing was thinking whether to rush into the rain to take a taxi, he heard only a footstep sound from far and near.

Everyone blocked in the door looked back. In the crowd, someone whispered excitedly at once.

"This man is so handsome! Who are these stars?"

"Which star is it? Or the model? The figure is also great."

"I can't look at it. The people next to it are all people in the mall. Which star do you think has this battle? And, this temperament does not look like a star."

Song Zhixing thought that the star was really playing, and turned back curiously, glanced at it, and froze.

Where is the star?

Tang Yu, dressed in a black suit, was surrounded by the department managers of the mall and slowly came out of the elevator. He didn't seem to feel the admiration that all women in the mall projected at him in the past, it was just a matter of whispering communication between people with their eyes and those around them.

He looked serious and serious.

Song Zhixing was actually the first time he saw him at work. As usual, he is unsmiling at work. However, he seems a little different. Even if he didn't say anything, he just stood there, and when he had the spirit of pointing the country, when he was admired, he couldn't help but submit to him.

Knew it!

It is said that men at work are the most handsome.

Even though she doesn't particularly like him now, she still has to admit the charm of this man. Unlike the publicity and willfulness of a young man, he is much more restrained and calm.

Song Zhixing didn't want to be seen by him, so he shrank into the corner while the crowd was rioting. Cover your face with a schoolbag and move quickly towards the door. Just run!

However, as soon as the curtains of the mall were opened, a heavy rain flew in, and her face was instantly wet.

She said ‘oops’ and went straight back.

"Well, classmate, you stepped on my foot!" A woman said impatiently.

"Sorry, sorry! Hush! Hush!" Song Zhixing was especially awkward with his fingers over his lips. If the two uncles heard it, they would find her.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh at I as at as if I bought the shoes.” The middle-aged woman was also impetuous when she was blocked by the heavy rain at the door.

Her voice was really soft, and everyone gathered in this area looked over here.

Song Zhixing looked at someone subconsciously. Sure enough, he stepped forward and glanced sideways.

It seemed that she had discovered her presence at this moment, and projected her far away from the corner. The bottom of the eyes is dull and without waves.

But even so, let Song Zhixing's scalp numb.

"Well, I'm talking to you! What kind of attitude do you ignore?" The women in front were somewhat unwilling.

"I have paper in my bag, and I will wipe it for you." Song Zhixing returned to his eyes, quickly opened his eyes, and avoided looking at Tang Yu. She flipped the paper towel out of her schoolbag, and was about to squat down and wipe the other person's footprints on her shoes, but her hands were fastened before she fell.

Huh?

She looked up, and suddenly met Tang Yu's dark eyes. He was obviously quite dissatisfied with her movements and frowned.

"... Uncle." She called him nervously. Why is your face so stinky? He seemed to be in a bad mood every time he saw her. Did she bother him?

"What is this?" Tang Yu Shensheng asked. Gaze glanced at her, and finally fell on the middle-aged woman next to her.

Although the woman did not know who Tang Yu was, she was shocked by his terrifying aura. Such people, at first glance, are big men who can't afford to offend.

"That ... it's okay, it's okay." The other hand waved straight.

"Don't you want me to clean it for you?" Song Zhixing asked sincerely.

"Of course not. I'm just kidding you." The woman chuckled her lips stiffly. "I'm an adult, how can I care about children? Right, sir?"

The last sentence was looked at Tang Yu said.

Tang Yu pulled Song Star to his side, and his expression was still very light. "The stars in our family have always been rash, because she was wrong."

Although Tang Yu was speaking kindly, he never compromised his nobleness.

Even the words ‘our family ’s stars’ are full of petting. Everyone was curious and envious of the star of Song Dynasty.

And Song Song? Being held by Tang Yu, his hand has not been released.

She was wearing a thin school uniform, and she felt a little cold, but at this moment she was fastened by a warm big hand. She was inexplicably not disgusted, she felt a lot warmer.

"Aimee." Tang Yu glanced back at a mall manager following him.

The other party immediately respectfully stepped forward, "Second Lord."

The middle-aged woman in front of his chin, Bibei, "take the guest to pick a new pair of shoes."

"Yes, Erye." The manager smiled slightly at the middle-aged woman. "Guest, please come with me."

The other party was flattered, but said to Tang Yu that he thanked him and followed the manager happily.

Tang Yu turned around and instructed others, "Bring over the umbrella prepared for the guests, don't delay everyone's time."

"Yes."

After a while, someone sent an umbrella over.

People who had been congested in the mall left the mall with praises to the second grandfather of the Tang family.

Sure enough, he is the person in charge of the Tangmen business empire. Buy people's hearts, have their own set.

Song Zhixing thought secretly.

Tang Yu glanced at her, asking without any knowledge, "How are you here?"

"Ah!" Song Zhixing blinked. "Chen Cheng's birthday is coming. I'll give her a random gift."

"Um." I didn't expect him to look without doubt.

"That, uncle, don't you really want to give the new pair just now? The shoes are expensive."

Tang Yu didn't take it seriously, "I never give my customers a word."

"But I just stepped on her lightly. Also, I took out the paper towel and quickly wiped it off without leaving any traces. You gave her a pair, it was wasteful and wasteful!" A pair of Tang Yu would not look like a house.

Tang Yu smiled, his eyes narrowed, "So, is this distressing for my money?"

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