Life With You

In the end, Song Xi got her wish and had hot pot, not because she really won more than four games, but because she kept complaining after losing, saying that her back, arms, and legs were sore, and she had to do surgery during the day. Guidance, how to cook when you get home at night? She said all kinds of pitiful things, but George Sheng still ignored her, but the steering wheel turned to the position of eating hot pot.

I was practicing soccer to the point where I was shaking even when I held the chopsticks in my hands, so I postponed the acupuncture until after the party.

The party was held in mid-January. Song Xi and George Sheng had been practicing hard for two weeks. George Sheng would take time to play with her for an hour every night. Occasionally he would arrive later than her. Song Xi could guess that he must be very busy. After all, it was the end of the year. .

Occasionally, he would come to the gym smelling of alcohol. Song Xi would give him soup to replenish his body while taking advantage of the situation to hit him hard on the court, even if he hit him on his body. Several times, the ball missed him and hit George Sheng's belt. Go up, almost...

George Sheng looked at Song Xi, and Song Xi helplessly spread her hands, saying it was none of her business.

Then, George Sheng would hit her in the head with a ball, and Song Xi couldn't even defend herself.

Song Xi and Han Chunmeng had just come out of the cafeteria that day. Han Chunmeng was thinking that the cabbage and tofu stew in the cafeteria today used meat oil. She might gain a few pounds of meat. When she regretted ordering this dish, Song Xi's cell phone rang.

When I took it out, I saw the words ‘Brother Liangliang’ displayed on the screen, which was written by Ye Zu.

Song Xi was surprised when he opened the connect button, and asked with a smile, Brother Liangliang?

Ye Zuti's voice came from the mobile phone: Xiao Xi, are you busy?

No, the hospital is on lunch break and I haven't seen you for a while. How are you lately?

I'm fine. The bureau is very busy during this period, and I didn't bother to go see you for dinner. How are you? Are you fine?

The two exchanged pleasantries for a few words, and then Ye Zuti took the initiative to change the topic and said, Xiao Xi, are there many people around me, is it convenient for me to talk?

Song Xi was on her way back, and there were many people around her. She winked at Han Chunmeng and motioned for her to go first. She entered the security door from the side of the corridor, and then said: Brother Liangliang, tell me, I'm listening.

Ye Zu asked: When I went to eat yesterday, I met Uncle Xiao, Xiao Guoan.

Song Xi's eyes quickly flashed with a meaningful look, and then he said without changing his voice: Oh, how is Uncle Xiao? Is he feeling well?

Ye Zu said: It's okay. I haven't seen him for some years. I almost didn't recognize him when we first met. He is much thinner than I remembered. We talked about Uncle Song and you during the meal. Uncle Xiao said that he I regret it very much. When Uncle Song was in trouble, you called him, but he was too busy and didn’t answer the call. He always felt sorry for you and wanted to see you, but he was afraid that going rashly would affect your work. I said I I met you a while ago, and Uncle Xiao asked me to call you first and ask if you still want to see him.

Song Xi smiled and replied: Uncle Xiao is too polite. He is an elder and the bureau is busy with work. I even forgot about this, but he still remembers it.

Ye Zuti didn't obviously say good things for Xiao Guoan, but he played the emotional card. His intention was very clear, and he wanted to build a bridge.

Song Xi didn't know why Xiao Guoan wanted to see her suddenly, so he betrayed Ye Zuti to save face, and replied neatly: Brother Liangliang, tell Uncle Xiao, let him call me at any time, as long as I Even if you don’t enter the operating room, you will receive it.”

Ye Zuti agreed to help deliver the message, but in the afternoon, Song Xi received a call from Xiao Guoan. He started crying, saying that he was meeting with Ye Hongjin and others to talk about Song Yuanqing, and missed his old friend. It will be natural in the future. Indispensable is to feel guilty or even repentant towards Song Xi.

Song Xisheng listened to him talking for more than ten minutes. She always had a kind attitude and advised him not to be too sad. As they chatted, Xiao Guoan gradually changed the subject and said, Xiao Xi, Uncle Xiao is really embarrassed to come. I came to you, but I couldn’t help you at first, and now I’m asking you for help again.”

Song Xi had known for a long time that she would not go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, so she secretly said that she finally got to the point. She asked, What's the matter, Uncle Xiao?

Xiao Guoan said: My nephew is doing business in Thailand in partnership with others, and some troubles have arisen. Of course the local government is helping the local people. With my status... I can't come forward even if I want to. See if you can help Uncle Xiao think about it. Method?

Song Xi replied: Uncle Xiao, I don't have any connections in Thailand.

Xiao Guoan said: Xiao Xi, I heard someone say that you are friends with George Sheng of Haiwei Group. George Sheng is very powerful in Thailand. As long as he says a word...

After talking and talking, I finally got to the point.

Song Xi didn't answer for a while, thinking that Xiao Guoan must be as anxious as an ant on a hot pot on the other side. After a few seconds, he took the initiative and said: Xiao Xi, Uncle Xiao really has no shame to come to you. If it's inconvenient for you, just treat it as Uncle Xiao today. I haven’t said this before, but one day when you have time, Uncle Xiao will invite you to Wudaokan’er to eat fish.”

Song Xi hesitated for four or five seconds and then said, I want to ask first. I can't guarantee that it will be done.

When Xiao Guoan heard this, he was overjoyed. He immediately changed his tone and said, Okay, okay, you ask first, and we will tell you if it works.

After hanging up the phone, Song Xi regretted it a little and secretly hated herself for being hopeless. She knew that the other party was playing the emotional card, but she still fell for it.

Standing at the safety ladder, Song Xi thought about it for a while and sent a text message to George Sheng: Are you busy?

In less than five seconds, George Sheng called and asked, What's wrong?

Song Xi was a little embarrassed to speak, and George Sheng asked again: What's the matter?

Song Xi did not answer but asked: Do you know Xiao Guoan?

George Sheng said: Deputy Prosecutor General of the Procuratorate?

Um.

What's up with him?

Song Xi said: He has been friends with my father for many years. My father saved his life a few years ago. When I was a child, if my father was too busy at work and had no time, he would always take me out to eat. He would go there most often. There are five hurdles, and what I often eat is fish stewed with firewood.

She talked nonchalantly, George Sheng listened quietly and didn't dislike her nagging at all, and Song Xi didn't feel like she was disturbing him.

When something happened to my dad, I immediately thought of him. I called him all night. At first he didn't answer, then he turned off his phone, and then I couldn't get through. When the incident passed, I met him in Friends who work in the procuratorate said that Xiao Guoan was preparing for a correction at that time, and most likely he did not want to get into the muddy waters of my father.

To be honest, I quite despise him. Brothers can only enjoy happiness and not adversity. What's more, when he was in trouble, my dad helped him, but in the end he completely ignored him. But in the past six months, I have thought about it again. Dad is right, you can see through life through great sorrows and great joys, and you can see clearly that friends are just like waves washing away in the sand.

He just called me through Ye Zuti and said that his nephew's business in Thailand was in trouble. He heard that I knew you and wanted to ask you for help. I said I would ask, but there was no guarantee that it would be done.

George Sheng listened patiently to her and asked in a low voice: What do you mean?

Song Xi said: I don't know.

George Sheng said: Feng shui has changed, and now it's his turn to beg you. It's a matter of love for you to help him, and it's natural not to help him. There's nothing to worry about.

Song Xi asked softly: What do you think?

George Sheng said: I listen to you.