I swept the entertainment circle with the medicine pot

"Oh, he..." As soon as Xuan Mingcheng opened his mouth, he realized what he had just said, and quickly changed his words, almost jumping, "Master Lin, what are you talking about, where is your sweetheart?"

"Okay, okay, it's not my sweetheart." Master Lin smiled secretly: "Little young man.He said to Xuan Mingcheng: "Then tell me, what do you like about the person you want to give the gift on weekdays? What is her appearance? Is she pure or charming? What is her temperament? Is she gentle or coquettish..."

Xuan Mingcheng hurriedly stopped, what and what is this!

"He... is quite Buddhist." After Xuan Mingcheng finished speaking, he knew that the old man might not understand the buzzwords, so he explained, "He is quite casual, with a temperament like a wild crane, and... quite fairy."

"Ah, I got it!" Master Lin slapped his thigh, girl of the Grace School!I like the kind that shed tears watching the broken petals on the ground!

Xuan Mingcheng urged the old man to speak quickly with an expression of begging for advice.

"The character doesn't like fighting, right?" the old man said with a smile.

Xuan Mingcheng nodded.

"It's also kind of thin and gentle, huh?" The old man asked again, stood up, walked to the side cabinet, and opened one of the drawers.

Xuan Mingcheng continued to nod.

"Cultural people, usually like to read books, and don't like to play with mundane things all day long, right?"

Xuan Mingcheng nodded frantically.

"Hey, there aren't many people like this now, so we have to be careful, and don't let other men snatch them away."

Xuan Mingcheng ordered again...huh?

Is there something wrong with that sentence just now?

"That's it."

Master Lin's words drew Xuan Mingcheng's attention back, and he saw the old man holding a piece of wood in his hand.

"This is……"

Master Lin handed the wood to Xuan Mingcheng, pointed to his nose, and signaled him to smell it.

Xuan Mingcheng moved closer, sniffed his nose lightly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and blurted out: "Sandalwood!"

Master Lin nodded with a smile. Looking at Xuan Mingcheng's expression, he knew that he should be very satisfied. He reached out and took the log back, and explained: "Purple sandalwood is the top grade of sandalwood, and it was often used in ancient times to make wood. A high-end handicraft, Mr. Xuan's... has a restrained personality, and it's perfect for red sandalwood."

Xuan Mingcheng nodded and said, "Then I will trouble Master Lin."

Master Lin smiled and said: "It's all right."

After the two confirmed some details, they went to the small workshop dedicated to Master Lin. Xuan Mingcheng was idle anyway, so they just went to have a look. Whether the ring is generally made as you think.

In the room, Xuan Mingcheng was sitting on the side drinking tea, while the old man was concentrating on polishing and digging out the embryos with various electric and manual tools in front of the workbench.

Xuan Mingcheng's cell phone vibrated suddenly, he looked at the strange number, thought it was some salesman and hung up, wondering in his heart, who leaked his cell phone number.

In the villa, Yao Wangyou, who had just learned how to make a phone call, was excitedly pressing her ear to the phone screen, and then a female voice with a standard accent came out: "Sorry, the person you called is busy..."

"Female?" Yao Wangyou blinked, then turned to look at Tan Zi.

Qin Zi was taken aback, wondering why the president's phone was in the hands of a woman, he took the phone and listened, and explained with a smile: "Oh, it's because Mr. Xuan didn't answer your call."

"Why didn't you answer my call?" Yao Wangyou blinked, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, the guy called him clearly when he said he wanted to find him.

At this time, Xuan Mingcheng was confirming with Master Lin the final pattern that needs to be carved, as well as the size and shape of the sandalwood kitten, the phone in his pocket vibrated again, he looked at it and frowned: It's that number again, it's endless return!

So Xuan Mingcheng resolutely pressed the phone again, and then pulled that number into the blacklist.

Qin Zi's sweat also came down, and he defended Xuan Mingcheng embarrassingly: "President Xuan may be in a meeting, Mr. Yao, don't worry."

Saying that, he made an excuse to go to the bathroom, and left in a hurry, planning to secretly call Xuan Mingcheng: Mr. President, what's going on with you!Mr. Yao's face turned black!

Unfortunately, just as Qin Zi entered the bathroom, a phone call came from the company suddenly. There was an urgent matter for him to deal with. As soon as he got busy, he forgot about Xuan Mingcheng and Yao Wangyou .

In the living room, Yao Wangyou stared at the colorful phone screen, unlocked the fingerprint lock with some unfamiliarity, awkwardly opened the green phone icon in the lower left corner, and pressed the only saved number inside.

The next moment, the woman's voice that Yao Wangyou hated so much rang again: "Sorry, the user you called is busy..."

Yao Wangyou frowned, threw the phone aside, and muttered: "Liar..."

"Welcome to come next time!" Miss Yingbin waved excitedly at Xuan Mingcheng, her cheeks were flushed, she looked at the back of Xuan Mingcheng holding the gift bag, and said in her heart: I don't know which woman is so blessed To make such a man so concerned, it took an afternoon just to buy her a gift.

As soon as Xuan Mingcheng got in the car, Tan Zi called. He thought something happened to the company, looked at the bag beside him, and thought that it would be a later time to give this thing to the medicine jar?

"Hey?"

Qin Zi's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone, Xuan Mingcheng's expression changed after hearing a few words, and he said, "I'll go back immediately."

The time it took Xuan Mingcheng to get home this time was 10 minutes shorter than usual.

As soon as the door of the villa opened, Qin Zi finally breathed a sigh of relief. He sat on the sofa reading a medical book, and the brand new and latest mobile phone that Xuan Mingcheng had just bought for him was thrown aside alone.

Qin Zi nodded towards Xuan Mingcheng, and left the villa. In this situation, it's better for him not to get involved.

Xuan Mingcheng tried his best to make his voice sound more natural, he pursed his dry lips, and said, "Well, I'm back."

Yao Wangyou snorted, without raising his head, he muttered something, silently reciting the words in the book.

Xuan Mingcheng had two big heads, put the gift bag aside, leaned over to look at the book in Yao Wangyou's hand, and said softly, "What are you looking at?"

The pleasant voice is like a gentle hand, touching the ears makes the ears tingle, Yao Wangyou glanced at him, and said coldly: ""Plague Theory""

"What are you talking about?" Xuan Mingcheng had nothing to say, he had never comforted anyone, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only follow the question just now.

Yao Wangyou moved to the other side, farther away from Xuanming City: "The plague."

Just as Xuan Mingcheng was about to push past with a shy face, he suddenly raised his head and thought: I am a dignified president, why should I look at his face?

Although these words were against his will, Xuan Mingcheng's subconscious had already filtered this point out.

But seeing the gift bag beside him, Xuan Mingcheng remembered: I still have to ask him!

So the noble and unyielding CEO Xuanda squeezed into Yao Wangyou's side again with peace of mind, with his little finger still pressing on the edge of Yao Wangyou's trousers, and said, "I'm hungry, when will I have dinner?"

Yao Wangyou didn't answer him, but reached out to take the mobile phone from the side, and stuffed it into Xuan Mingcheng's hand.

"Return you, I don't want it."

Xuan Mingcheng blinked, and said in his heart, is this medicine jar really angry?

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

The author of beating gongs and drums: Xuan Mingcheng, your little medicine jar is angry, so hurry up and coax him!

Mr. President: How can I be dignified (sweet) and happy (heart) CEO to coax a man...

Yao Wangyou: ...you let go of the arms around my waist first!