little lover

After dealing with the crew, Han Qiaoye and Zhuo Yifan rested outside for a few more days to finish this little vacation.

Mr. Zhuo also cooperated with the Bureau of Geology and Mineral Resources to obtain a mining right for the development of mining resources in a certain country in South Africa.

There are a lot of domestic affairs, and Mr. Zhuo can't do without here, so he asked Han Qiaoye to take care of registration, exploration and other things first. Because it is a joint venture, the risk is relatively small, which is much greater than what Han Qiaoye did before. , but also much safer.

When Zhuo Yifan got the news, he was very happy, he packed his luggage again, and sent a message to his master, asking him to take him there if he needed anything.

Fang Jingyao replied quickly, but he didn't ask him to bring anything special. He only mentioned the names of several medicines, "Long Yu has been applying to domestic hospitals for the past few days, and these kinds are quite rare. Come slowly, bring some if it’s convenient for you.”

Zhuo Yifan agreed. He was afraid that he couldn't handle it alone, so he ran to Han Qiaoye.

Han Qiaoye was on the phone with Mr. Zhuo, and his tone to his father-in-law was quite respectful: "...Yes, there are also cases like what you said, but I think that in addition to reselling the ore, it can also be re-exported to a third country. As for the shortage of funds, I think it is possible to use machinery, equipment, technology and labor as shares, and I tried this cooperation model when I was there before, and it worked.”

As Han Qiaoye said, he saw Zhuo Yifan standing at the door and made a gesture, and Zhuo Yifan stood there obediently and waited.

The work phone call was relatively brief. Han Qiaoye chatted with Mr. Zhuo for a few words, and then hung up quickly.He was still holding a piece of clothing he found in his hand, looked at Zhuo Yifan and said, "What else can't be found?"

Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said, "I've packed all my luggage. I don't need anything. It's just that my master told me to help bring some medicine."

Han Qiaoye beckoned him over and said, "Show me the list."

Zhuo Yifan gave it to him, Fang Jingyao probably also Long Yu was typing, a simple and neat row, the number is quite a lot.

Han Qiaoye glanced at it, and said, "I see, I'll do it, you go and do your work, and bring two more toys, there's nothing fun over there, and you can't buy robots."

Zhuo Yifan thought it was a Gundam, but when he saw Han Qiaoye pick up the phone again to find someone to get some medicine, he didn't say anything more, and went back to check his luggage again.

He went around twice in his two rooms full of precious handicrafts, various comics, and trophies, and saw a black sandalwood box in the center of the bookcase. The box was opened, and the silk and satin inside was soft. The pad is wrapped with a white Yuhua stone.

Zhuo Yifan stood there watching for a while, then took it out.

This is the gift he received the first time he won the award at the age of 13, and it was also the treasure he got on the day he called Master Fang Jingyao for the first time.

At that time, he was still a proud young master who felt that he could get all the good things in this world. He was happy and awkward when he won a silver award. The winner became his master, and Zhuo Yifan felt satisfied. The small island in his heart became a complete kingdom of its own and could go back and forth without missing anything.

Although his parents left later and his home was gone, he still had his master, so he felt that he could continue to live and his island was still there.

Zhuo Yifan played with the stone back and forth, warming it in his palm, and finally put it in a small cloth bag, and put it in the suitcase.

When Han Qiaoye returned a slightly thick coat to him, he happened to see that he also knew something about Zhuo Yifan's collection, and smiled when he saw it, "Why did you take this away? Isn't this your treasure?"

Zhuo Yifan said, "Only take the most precious ones." He mumbled, and then asked, "What did you bring?"

Han Qiaoye walked over and hugged him from behind, kissed his ear, and said with a smile, "I'll take my little one too."

Zhuo Yifan bumped his head back against him and followed Shale.

Han Qiaoye discussed with him, "Yifan, there are a lot of things to do in the company this time. Come with me, do some things first, and then go to your master and the others."

Zhuo Yifan stopped laughing immediately, turned around and said seriously: "That won't work, my master said he would take me to find Huahai together. He has been looking for it for more than two years, and he has been counting the time. I can't delay."

Han Qiaoye said: "Isn't it just a sea of ​​broken flowers, and Namaqualand is not the only one. I will accompany you to find it later, even if it takes a few more years."

Zhuo Yifan still shook his head: "No, I have to go there ahead of time to help my master prepare the paint, and his drawing will be handed in soon..."

Han Qiaoye looked at him with narrowed eyes on purpose, and said, "What about me? You won't accompany me anymore? Who said before that it's as good as singing, and that as long as I go, follow me, but you will follow me."

Zhuo Yifan was a little embarrassed, but he still wanted to see his master. He hadn't seen his master for almost three years.

Han Qiaoye touched his chin and said, "Actually, it's not impossible, the main reason is that I don't feel well..."

Zhuo Yifan's dog-legged past gave him peace of mind, and Han Qiaoye took it for granted. He was actually just playing with the kids, and he just wanted more benefits, but he didn't expect that Zhuo Yifan would be so guilty when he felt guilty. So obedient, you can do whatever you want.

Han Qiaoye didn't want to lose this good opportunity, so he made several requests on purpose, and even ordered a navel orange.

Zhuo Yifan grabbed the hem of his unbuttoned clothes and moved very hard. He had never used this posture before, the more shy he became, the more jerky he became, and he asked him with tears in his eyes: "Are you all right? For a long time……"

Han Qiaoye rolled his Adam's apple, scratched his chin with his fingers, and his eyes darkened: "You are tickling, if you don't hurry up, I will take you to the living room."

Zhuo Yifan felt like he was on a boat.

The kind that the thief didn't allow him to come down halfway.

……

On the day before leaving, at the airport, as soon as Zhuo Yifan got his ticket, he couldn't wait to take a photo and send it to his master. Seeing that Teacher Fang didn't respond, he couldn't help but make a video call.This time, Teacher Fang quickly picked up the phone. Seeing that he had just woken up and was having breakfast there, he smiled and said, "Yifan, what's the matter?"

Zhuo Yifan raised his mobile phone and tried his best to show him the huge suitcases behind him. He said excitedly, "Master, where are you?"

Teacher Fang said: "Namaqualan, didn't I tell you to find Huahai... You are at the airport, are you coming?"

Zhuo Yifan grinned and said, "That's right, I'll get on the plane in a while, go to Cape Town first, and then I'll rent a car to find you!" As he was talking, Han Qiaoye snatched the phone from him, and pointed it at the camera. At that time, his attitude was much better, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Fang, I have some work matters to go there. Yifan will come with me. If we have enough time, we will go there to meet you as soon as possible. Then keep calling Get in touch."

Next to him, Zhuo Yifan was still grabbing the phone: "...Why are you with me? Didn't you agree that you would go to work and I'll go find Master? I won't be with you, I'll just go there!"

Han Qiaoye raised the phone a little higher, and saw Zhuo Yifan jumping around holding his arm, trembling with anger, "Give me back the phone!"

Han Qiaoye gave Fang Jingyao a light salute from the angle of the overhead shot, and smiled, "That's the deal, see you later!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhuo Yifan was already a puffer fish.

Han Qiaoye said, "Are you so unwilling to be with me?"

Zhuo Yifan said, "That's not what you said yesterday! You liar."

Han Qiaoye teased him and said, "Oh? What did I say yesterday?"

What the rascal Han Qiaoye said on the bed was too shameless, and Zhuo Yifan couldn't say it outside, so he could only blush with anger.