Tobero

Whatever happens to a country, the workload is horrific.

Everyone listened to Tu Hao's light and light words, and their fragile little hearts only felt that they were about to break.

However, when the steps were listed and the twenty people were divided into several groups, they found that the speed of carrying in the boxes of files was fast, but the speed of carrying them out was not slow.

When Prince Tuantuan came, he did not see the expected charts, and the wooden board was empty, with only two sheets of paper, one with the specific grouping and the other with the progress.He felt a little embarrassed for a moment, so what would he bring back to show his mother and younger sister?

The small boss Tuantuan brought a sumptuous lunch, and the employees who had worked all morning did not say anything, but expressed disgust on their faces.

Prince Tuantuan's wink could still be seen.

He looked around, set his target on Tu Hao, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you all look so happy?" He saw that his father usually gave banquets and so on, and the ministers were very happy. How could it not work to get to him?

Tu Hao gestured to the mountain-high dossier with his eyes: "There are still so many things to do." He actually liked the lunch prepared by the prince, and made a small suggestion for improvement, "Drinking is a mistake, and future There is no need to prepare wine during the meal. The types of dishes do not need to be too many, two meat and three vegetables and one soup, the portion does not need to be too large, as long as you are full, don’t waste it. You can prepare more desserts, and it is best to have some fruits. "Fresh Both fruit and dried fruit are fine, he doesn't choose!

It's a work meal, with balanced nutrition and sufficient quantity, and there must be no less snacks!

The prince listened to the opinions with an open mind, and observed the speed of everyone's eating, and found that they were all eating fast, and they didn't touch the wine, and they didn't eat too much of the overly rich meals.Many people start working directly after eating.

He turned his head to look at Tu Hao, and suggested a modification: "Everyone seems to have little time for snacks."

Tu Hao: "..." They don't have time to eat, but he has time to eat!

I don't know which link went wrong, the fact that he hid the horseshoe cake was exposed, and Tu Huniu directly deducted half a month's snacks from him.It's been half a month!Very, very unreasonable!

Prince Tuantuan missed class in the morning, and sat next to Tu Hao in the afternoon, listening to teacher Xiaotu make up lessons for him.

"To make accurate and complete charts, you first need accurate data. So the first step is to collect information..." Teacher Xiao Tu's voice was a little low, holding a file in hand, pointing out to the students what is needed After collecting the data, the other hand naturally touched the two snacks left over from lunch, "Huh?"

Where's his dessert plate?The ones he kept on purpose, and the ones that the little eunuch didn't take away, were kept by his hand!

Xu Mingxu, who was standing behind him at some unknown time, handed over the snack plate in his hand in a funny way: "What are you looking for?"

Prince Tuantuan: Mr. Xu, you will be punished by Mr. Tu if you do this!

Don't think that just because you are good-looking, you can grab his snacks!The little butcher stared fiercely: "...Brother?" Return the snacks to him?

Xu Mingxu called the little eunuch who was serving at the side, and took away the dessert plate directly: "It's useless to call anything. You have already eaten a piece just now, and it will be uncomfortable to eat any more."

Tu Hao: Why did he put the beautiful boy in the final proofreading group, sitting directly opposite him? !

Tu·Sexy·Mousejing let out a long sigh, indeed, beauty is misleading.

Didn't get slapped on the palm?Prince Tuantuan looked at the way the two got along with surprise, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable sitting here, and asked along the way: "Little... Mr. Tu is not in good health?" Well, Tu Hao is his future important minister, He needs to be respectful, and he can't just call him a little mouse.

Tu Hao was unhappy: "It's not bad. I'm growing up, and I'm not allowed to eat." Child abuse, what is that?

Xu Mingxu handed the form that the colonel had corrected to Tu Hao, and complained, "If you grow tall, you should eat more. Who's parents only eat snacks and snacks?"

Prince Tuantuan stopped talking.This kind of child is simply too familiar. Their family's A Bao is like him. He was often taught a lesson because of this, but he never changed after repeated admonition.

Xu Mingxu confiscated the snacks, sat back to his seat, and continued to wrestle with various data.

Tu Hao's snacks were confiscated, so he was a bit hopeless, and he was a little listless throughout the afternoon. When he gave the prince a small lesson, the lectures were not as lively as yesterday, which reminded the prince of his own Taifu.

In view of the ppt being stolen yesterday, Tu Hao did not write on the blackboard, but spoke directly with charts and files. When he asked the prince to do the exercises, he took the opportunity to approve the homework that the prince handed in.

After the prince finished the exercises, he got piapia and pia three rulers.

Hearing strange noises, it's almost instinctive to look up.Although there were many people in the wing room, everyone was hardworking and very quiet.The sound of Prince Tuantuan being beaten was particularly obvious.Twenty or so people who had never seen the battle yesterday were stunned!

Only the prince's accompanying readers pretended not to hear anything, but worked more carefully.

The eerie silence lasted for a while. Tu Hao realized that something was wrong. He raised his head and glanced down. A group of people immediately lowered their heads and wrote quickly, as if the person sitting in front of them was not a little mouse that was not as tall as their shoulders. It's a big tiger with a big mouth!

He shrugged strangely, turned around and explained the topic: "Let's look at this question first. Actually, there is a small trap in this question..."

The day's work is quickly over.Tu Hao drove back home a group of employees who consciously planned to work overtime: "It's just the beginning, everyone go back and have a good rest, and try to do more tomorrow."

This is not something that can be solved by adding ten days and a half months of classes.Now that there is no computer system, the data of the six departments within ten years, not to mention that they only have [-] people, even if there are a few more people, it would be good if they can get it done within a year.

But just to formulate a charter that is easy to implement, it doesn't need to take so long.

When Tu Hao came home, he thought about it all the way, and when he got home, he lay down in the study before dinner. It was Tu Ying who came in and dragged him out.

The butcher was also very interested in charts, but compared to other ministers who took them as new things, he thought about it later, and he had actually seen this thing at home before: "Tiger girl, can you make charts? "That's right, when his daughter used to write and draw, he took a look at it and thought it was a mess.Now that I think about it, isn't his son's first student his daughter!

"Yes." Tu Ying didn't know why, "What's wrong?"

Tu Ying has her own study room, which is specially used to handle various housework and business.When they were younger, they used to share a study room, but later on, as the stalls at home got bigger and bigger, she found it troublesome, so she went out on her own.

"...It's nothing." The butcher felt that his father's heart was a little traumatized, and he felt that he had neglected a lot in the growth of his children, and he was especially sorry for the two children.But now he found that he couldn't make any compensation.

In terms of relationship, he is still very busy. Compared with before, he has no more time now, so it is hard to talk about spending more time with his children.

In terms of money, he only has such a small salary, which is indeed not bad, but his two children make money much better than him.Among other things, look at the Jiangdan community, can it be built by ordinary people with money?Anyway, relying on his salary, it won't be able to be created in another ten or twenty years.

"Alas..." Butcher let out a long sigh, hugged each of the two children, and prepared to leave the table very melancholy.

Tu Ying looked confused, and asked with her eyes: Dad, what's the matter?

Tu Hao was also confused, shaking his head: I won't make it!

Seeing that the butcher was about to walk out of the dining room, Tu Ying hurriedly said, "Father!"

The butcher stopped in his tracks, but didn't turn his head back. His tone was vicissitudes: "Don't persuade me, I want to be quiet."

"No." Compared with other girls, Tu Ying didn't have that sentimental nerve at all, and said frankly, "Father, you haven't finished your meal yet, don't waste it."

The Tu family's disc operation has been going on for several years.Except when serving guests, I will follow the universal values ​​and prepare more, as long as the rest of the daily meals are cooked, almost all of them have to be eaten.

The butcher turned around this time, went back to the table and sat down resentfully, and finished the rest of the meal silently.Therefore, what my daughter cares about is that he wasted food, isn't she worried that he will be hungry if he doesn't finish eating?

Well, the father is useless, the only thing left to do is probably to listen to the words of the children.

After eating, the butcher didn't want to be quiet anymore, and sat upright drinking tea.

Tu Hao took the opportunity to apply for a night out: "Father, I'm going to live at my brother's house tomorrow."

"Xu Shaolang's family?" These two boys are no longer children, not only are they not unfamiliar with each other, but they look even better.

"Yeah." The beautiful boy invited~

The butcher nodded: "Well, go..."

"Don't go!" Tu Ying interrupted angrily, "Didn't I tell you to stay away from that Xu Shaolang? You're disobedient again, aren't you? Do you still want to have some snacks?"

Butcher's Son: Listen to what your son says, and listen to what your daughter says.Who should he listen to when the opinions of the son and daughter conflict?

Tu Hao jumped up and glared at Tu Ying: "Will you threaten me with snacks? Is it unreasonable?"

"I'm not being reasonable! If you're disobedient, I'll still tell you about fists, believe it or not?" The one with the bigger fist is the boss!The boss Zhen Tu seriously threatened the younger brother Zhen Tu.

The butcher hurriedly stopped him: "Don't quarrel. Huniu, what's wrong with Xu Shaolang that makes you think it's not suitable for you to associate with little mice?"

He thinks that Xu Shaolang is quite good, except for the fact that there is something wrong with Xu's inner house, everything about Xu Shaolang himself is pleasing to his eyes.Character, knowledge, and appearance are all top choices.No matter in official career or in life, the father can only feel happy for his son to have such a friend.It's just that he thinks so, maybe where did the daughter see something inappropriate?

Tu Ying was speechless for a moment, and it took a long time before he groaned: "Anyway, I just think that person is not very good."

Now the answer is obvious.When the children quarreled, the butcher voted for the right side.

The little mouse got a 2:1 lead, and turned into a pendant after work the next day, following Xu Mingxu home.

Xu Mingxu was extremely happy.Outside, he paid attention to three points. When he got in the carriage, he directly hugged Tu Hao on his lap, hugged him tightly, and even laughed happily.

Seeing the beautiful boy so happy, Tu Hao also smirked twice: "Brother, what are you laughing at?"

The author has something to say: Prince Tuantuan (;′⌒`): always hit me.

Little Mouse (→_→): If you make a mistake, you should be beaten.

Prince Tuantuan (;?_?): That's right.Then you are not wrong?

Little Mouse (→_→): I also make mistakes.

Prince Tuantuan (;?_?): Then you won't be beaten?

Little Mouse (→_→): Then you come to hit me?

Prince Tuantuan_(:з」∠)_: ... I dare not.

Big Sun?(????w????)?: Your Royal Highness, the officials will beat him hard.