Zongman: I accidentally picked up a JK

In addition to blessing Pingfu’s relationship, Mingyou also has to take care of his own relationship during lunch break.

Manri is angry and needs Mingyou to cheat.

"Miss, I would like to take a leave this afternoon and rest on your lap."

"Whose lap pillow is better, me or the thieving cat?" Mari was working on the computer.

"Miss, I would like to take a leave in the afternoon." Mingyou directly skipped the question of where to rest.

Mani looked up at Mingyou with some resentment.

Mingyou laughed and walked over to Mani, picked her up, then sat down and put Mani on his lap.

"Let Missy sit on my lap pillow. My lap pillow is the best!"

This is a very EQ answer. I recommend those who have several girlfriends to learn from it.

"How many times have you stolen something from a thieving cat?" Manri didn't want to give up her right to throw a tantrum so easily.

"Same as the eldest lady." There was no way to answer this question, so I had to tell the truth.

"Tsk, you pervert."

"Yes, I am!"

There is no rush to sleep while holding Manari. Mingyou hugged Manari's waist and sniffed deeply on her back.

"Ah, Missy smells so good."

It was a bit itchy, and Zhenli twisted her body a few times, unable to continue her work. Suddenly, she turned around with a slightly red face and glared at Mingyou.

"Who did you learn this from? Pervert!"

Mingyou could actually unfasten the buckle of a baby food warmer bag with his mouth through his clothes? He couldn't do that before!

"Shit, I just learned it last night!"

"I think I learned it by myself!" Ming You said stubbornly.

"I'll break it if you lie." Manari looked dangerous.

"I studied...last night." Ming You knew that he would not be able to keep his word no matter how hard he tried.

Manari felt as awkward and "humiliated" as if her own dog was taught to shake hands by someone else. Her man was led astray by another woman! Even though he was originally a bad person.

"I'll punish you by making way for me to process the documents." Manari pulled Mingyou's ear and made half a move away to allow Mingyou to look at the screen and operate the mouse.

"Oh." Mingyou stretched out a hand.

"Pervert! Where are you holding it?"

"Ah, I don't know." Mingyou let go of the ice cream that Manari had placed on the chair, "Young Miss smells so good. Once I hugged Young Miss, I became an idiot with only Young Miss in my head. Sorry, sorry, Young Miss."

"Humph, you have the consciousness of a puppy."

Manri stopped throwing tantrums and leaned in Mingyou's arms, enjoying the peace and watching her man work.

"Well, this company is good, this place is good too, everything is good." Ming You nodded repeatedly while flipping through the screen.

Manari rolled her eyes, "You're handling this?"

"Well, Missy knows I don't understand this. Oh, my dad said that when I take over the family, I should let professionals do professional things. I'll be here right away."

The Tang family has a lot of Zhuge Liangs, so there is no need for Mingyou, the reserve Liu Chan, to "interfere in other people's affairs".

"Hey, Dad, good afternoon."

Mingyou went straight to "Liu Bei".

"What are you doing in the middle of the day - Manari, good afternoon." Tang Chengshun saw the slightly shy Manari in his son's arms through the screen, and his face changed immediately.

"Hello, uncle!" Zhenli was a little nervous. This posture was really embarrassing to meet her future father-in-law. Fortunately, Li Qinghe was there, so she was not uncomfortable with being intimate in front of her elders. Otherwise, Mingyou would definitely be unable to resist playing the "young lady's patience".

"Don't be nervous. It seems that my brat has caused you a lot of trouble." Tang Chengshun returned to his previous expression when facing Mingyou, "If you have to fart, fart now!"

"Dad, why are you treating me differently? Besides, I'm helping Manari."

"Can you believe what you say?"

"Really. The young lady said that if I don't handle it well, she won't let me stay at her house tonight and she, uh, uh, uh - young lady, even if you cover my mouth I have to tell you, I am an honest person - I was wrong, I was wrong, young lady -"

Zhenli tried her best to stop Mingyou from speaking without restraint, and Tang Chengshun was also somewhat relieved to see the love between the young couple.

Even if he loves his wife more, he will not stop being happy for his son's happiness.

"Send it to me. I have nothing to do anyway."

"Uncle, you don't have to be like this. Mingyou is talking nonsense, and my family's work..."

"It's okay. Uncle is free right now."

Mingyou sent the file to Tang Chengshun, and the video did not interrupt. There was no commercial secret, and it was no problem for the Jiujiao family to say that they were part of the Tang family, not to mention that Li Qinghe had invested so much shares.

"Hey, don't tell me, it's quite difficult." Tang Chengshun became serious.

It’s not that the industry that Zhenli is responsible for is difficult to develop, but that it is the first time that Tang Chengshun has to use limited resources to do something, so he feels it is difficult and a bit novel.

"How can we maximize the benefits with such little money? My family has never experienced this before."

Since I became the boss, I have been dealing with what kind of people and what kind of money are invested in what. Now I have to consider that not all people have all kinds of money. It’s a bit interesting.

But he was the head of the family after all, and he still had experience, so he came up with the most reasonable solution in just a dozen minutes.

"Mari, go back and see if your uncle's plan works."

Mari quickly thanked him: "Uncle, I believe in you, thank you for your hard work."

How could the head of the Tang family make mistakes in handling this little business? Having this concern would be the biggest mistake.

"Look how good you are at talking. What are you looking at, my little brat? I'm talking to you!"

"Ah, I'm really thinking that. But Dad, you have good taste. My girlfriend is good at talking."

"What the hell -"

The story ends with a loving father and a filial son.

Anyway, Manri's mission was completed perfectly, and the next step was to ask for the reward.

"Miss, I'll go lock the door."

"You have classes this afternoon, pervert..."

"Going is also a key point. Your man still doesn't believe it? Compared to reviewing, it is more important to be in a good mood here, Miss."

"Well...pervert, clean up the room later..."

After having a drink with his eldest daughter, Mingyou woke up from her nap on the bed in the club room and started to clean up.

Zhenli went to the last class, so she was not that tired. In other words, Mingyou did not satisfy her eldest daughter this afternoon.

I have to make some sacrifices at night and work harder to clean up.

At this moment, some people are still packing their luggage.

"Mom, we're going to be gone for a week, why don't you bring a few more clothes?"

"Youyou, we are going to Tokyo. We need to buy more clothes. Your father is so generous, so you must dress us up beautifully!"

"Thank you, Mom. But speaking of Dad, he's so pitiful."

"My daughter still loves me. Honey, I'm not being generous just this once, am I?"

The scene of a family of three packing their luggage for the trip the day after tomorrow is filled with simple happiness. All three of them have expectant smiles on their faces.

The final exams for the first semester of the third year at Sapporo Daiichi School have ended. Even though the results have not been released, Youyou knows that she will definitely pass and once again top the list of the school.

Being specially recruited by Tokyo University, the examination for admission to a half-step university was really not a technically demanding task for Youyou.

My father used his ten-day annual leave, and his club had no activities. It should have been a happy holiday, and Youyou would be as happy as ever.

But she felt a little melancholy despite being happy.

Her eyes have been on and off these past few days, and it seems like they will disappear at any time.

Every time I think of going to Tokyo, I have a special expectation in my heart, not for the trip, but for these eyes.

“I feel like this trip will be a little different.”

Youyou thought this way for no reason, and this thought even made her more nervous as the holiday approached.

What will happen to her trip to Tokyo?