Marry a Rich Old Man

The matter was so happily decided.

very nice.

An Wuyang thought with bright eyes.

It's not in vain for him to be coquettish and cute, and he even makes handmade noodles to bribe the other party. It seems that the seniors have a saying that is absolutely right, um, how to put it, it's true that you have short hands and short mouths when you eat people.

An Wuyang thought so.

If Huo Yunchuan knew what he was thinking at the moment, he would definitely die of anger. By the way, he wanted to open his brain to see how his brain circuit turned...

It can be said to be extremely unreliable.

A dignified CEO of Huo's would change his mind just because of a bowl of ordinary-tasting egg and green vegetable noodles?

meeting.

"Ahem." Huo Yunchuan finished eating the noodles with one hand: "Let go, I'll wash the dishes."

An Wuyang came back to his senses, and suddenly found that he was still holding his hand: "Oh." He hurriedly said, and stood up by the way: "I'll come, you continue to work."

Then he snatched the bowl from Huo Yunchuan's hand, as well as the chopsticks, and smiled to show some inconspicuous small white teeth.

Huo Yunchuan was still a little hesitant, and glanced at the kitchen.

"It's okay, your work is important, I'm idle anyway." An Wuyang hurriedly said, as if afraid that Huo Yunchuan would steal his job, he ran away with the bowl in his hands.

Really diligent.

Huo Yunchuan had an old father's look of relief.

After all, today's young people are generally lazy, even depraved, and have no positive spirit at all.

It's the beat generation, the generation poisoned by video games and the Internet.

The big boy who is about to become a young man in front of him is very good at maintaining a positive and optimistic attitude.

At this time, the old father couldn't remember at all, the number of times An Wuyang had worked could be counted with one slap, even less than what he had done himself.

It's not that An Wuyang is lazy.

An Wuyang is very diligent.

Washing, cooking and mopping the floor, if Huo Yunchuan is willing to arrange the work for him, he promises to do it well with confidence.

However, it is impossible to work, and it is impossible to work in this life...or you can fight for it to dry the clothes.

An Wuyang quickly finished washing the dishes.

At this point, Aunt Zhang took Dundun to sleep in the baby room, Huo Yunchuan was busy with work, and An Wuyang was left with nothing to do.

Being diligent, he decided to do this little fairy who turned over his homework.

"..." The process of reviewing is boring and painful, which always makes An Wuyang feel angry. If you give birth to me, why do you give birth to homework? !

Thinking about the past, Huo Yunchuan would occasionally write for him.

That's great.

Later, when I replied to others on the Internet, I leaked the word. Knowing that Huo Yunchuan had written homework for him, netizens were worried, and left messages to warn Huo Yunchuan, saying that Xiao Tiantian's homework should be written by himself.

Even if you can't finish writing in the middle of the night, you can't write it for you. You, Xiao Tiantian, enter the examination room, and you, Lao Huo, can't follow, can you?

"I'll fail." They threatened like this.

These four words are effective for An Wuyang.

From then on, I moved a small bench in the living room by myself... I wrote while chasing dramas, and it was nice to relieve the pressure of studying.

However, after Mr. Huo's head got hot and he promised himself to watch Dundun, he felt a dull pain in his head when faced with complicated and trivial tasks.

For example, now, Aunt Zhang has something to do temporarily and needs to ask for a day off.

This half day is safe and sound, and I have classes, and I have no skills.

(You know he would be happy to skip class and come back to play dun dun, but the old father doesn't allow it)

The video conference arranged yesterday must be carried out as scheduled, and we must seize the time to discuss the finishing work at the end of the year and reassign work tasks.

Dun Dun didn't have Aunt Zhang to take care of him, nor was he sleepy quietly. On the contrary, he was full of energy, holding the newly bought Peppa Pig from his little dad in his hand, and playing happily.

Huo Yunchuan had to hug Dundun, because Dundun had learned to crawl, and would crawl around on the crib, which was dangerous.

And Dun Dun likes to join in the fun, if there are people around him but ignore him, it won't do... Master Dun Dun will cry when he loses his temper.

Huo Yunchuan disagreed with raising such a bad-tempered son, but there was nothing he could do.

Hold him on your lap now.

Open the video.

Dun Dun is wearing baby shark themed clothes today.

With a fat three-headed body and big eyes, it looks like a shark that should have a ferocious face, just like a silly fish.

The conference room on the other side of the company was quiet.

A group of managers waited in formal suits with serious faces, and soon saw a colorful picture appear on the huge screen.

As expected, it was their Mr. Huo, but the chubby dumpling on Mr. Huo's leg today is too cute: "Cough!" He actually wore shark-themed clothes, cough cough cough...

They also want to know what it feels like to hold such a round, cute and harmless shark cub.

"Morning." Huo Yunchuan's image in front of his subordinates has always been known for being cold and cold. He would not exchange pleasantries at all in every meeting, and would directly get into the topic, but today he suddenly said a digression: "This is my son, Huo An."

Papa Huo gently stroked the lanugo on his son's head.

Everyone was shocked. They knew that the boss had a son, but they never expected that the boss' son was so cute?

...It's really not the son of the old Wang next door.

"Okay, let's start the meeting." Mr. Huo's digression was very short: "Secretary Chen, send the materials I asked you to prepare."

"Good president." Secretary Chen said.

The entire meeting room was no longer quiet, and people gathered away irrelevant things and focused on the next meeting.

Dun Dun has been playing with Peppa Pig for a while, and now he wants to play with his father even more: "Well..." Dun Dun, who speaks Martian, holds up the toy to Dad.

"..." Mr. Huo lowered his eyes and glanced at the pig's nose that was close at hand, and his thoughts went back to that night, when it was dark at night, he drank some wine...

"Dun Dun, this is not fun, Dad will change it for you." Without further ado, Mr. Huo found a little frog and replaced the page in his son's hand.

Everyone in the conference room: "..."

He didn't accept it so calmly, it turned out that their CEO is a proper and loving father.

I can't usually see it.

The president who can't wait to have a cold face 360 ​​days a year also has a soft and warm side.

The meeting went smoothly, and there was no substantial change due to the participation of an extra little meat dumpling.

If I had to say it, it would be everyone's attitude towards the president, from fear to less fear?

joke.

Everyone thought to themselves that even if they knew that the president was kind to his son, they would not be able to use them well.

What should be trembling, is still trembling.

When the time approached eleven o'clock, Huo Yunchuan announced the end of the meeting, because at this point Dun Dun was going to be fed.

"I'm back!" An Wuyang ran so that his forehead was sweating, his voice came from the entrance.

Knowing that Aunt Zhang asked for leave today, he was thinking about Dundun all morning, and after class, he picked up his backpack and ran home.

The previous discussion between him and Huo Yunchuan was that Huo Yunchuan would watch the morning and he would watch the afternoon.

An Wuyang had seen the child alone before, and he was quite confident about it.

On the contrary, Huo Yunchuan was not at ease, he couldn't help imagining the scene of An Wuyang and Dun Dun having an accident in his mind, which made him frown tightly.

Sure enough, he still needs to hurry up and find someone to help share the work of taking care of the children, he thought to himself.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Huo Yunchuan was still at home, An Wuyang looked at him curiously: "Hey, aren't you going out?"

Huo Yunchuan glanced at the neighbor and shook his head: "The itinerary has changed."

The person who was pushed off the schedule was actually angry, saying that he wasted time, heh, who hasn't ordered anything more important than work.

Aunt Zhang returned the next day, and there was no need for Mr. Huo to bring Dundun himself.

He asked Secretary Chen to make another appointment with the president from yesterday, but it was not easy to make an appointment.

In this way, the first weekend of December came, and the weather in Beijing was cool.

The habit of going back to Huo's house on weekends was canceled as early as last week, and everything will wait until the winter vacation is safe and sound.

With that said, this weekend can look forward to a couple of worlds.

"I work overtime on weekends."

An Wuyang: "???"

Papa Huo touched his head, and he couldn't help but lighten his movements: "Hey, I'll be back early tonight."

After all, it was the weekend, so it was rare for him to be safe and sound so he didn't have to get up early to go to class. He was usually uncomfortable, and he usually wouldn't give up the opportunity to reward himself.

"..." An Wuyang shuddered, pretending to be dead and not accepting this.

Then pretended to be nonchalant and asked a new question: "By the way, our club plans to travel for three days and two nights during the winter vacation, and we need to pay the tour fee... Well, it's more than 1000."

He made a small calculation, and transferred more than 1000 from his small private treasury. The private house money that had not risen all year round was visibly reduced by the naked eye. Visually, it will only increase after the Spring Festival.

It's still early.

After four dollars, the little angel asked himself for more than 1000.

Mr. Huo thought about it seriously, and asked clearly in a business-like manner: "Three days and two nights? Where are you going? How many people are going?" Finally he asked: "Can you bring your family?"

An Wuyang was dumbfounded when asked.

Obviously these issues were beyond his consideration.

"You can't do this," Mr. Huo frowned and said, "I don't know any information, how can I approve the money for you?" After a lesson, he ordered in a harmonious voice: "Go and ask."

An Wuyang nodded foolishly, found out his phone, logged in to WeChat, and immediately asked the president.

After a while, the president replied to him with specific information.

Zhang Er: @安无阳, by the way, you are not allowed to bring your family members. This is an activity within our club. If all members of the club join their families, it is not called a club activity, it is called a parent-child tour.

An Wuyang nodded, expressing his agreement with the president's opinion.

But he didn't dare to show this message to Huo Yunchuan, a liar who has been tempered over time, said without blinking an eye to the target: "Yunchuan, our president said that it is okay to bring family members, but you have to pay two more... no , three thousand tour fare."

Huo Yunchuan raised his eyebrows.

A net worth of tens of billions does not mean that he is insensitive to small amounts of money.

As a man who can think about four yuan for a long time, he will not randomly draw out more than 4000 yuan for no reason.

"Three thousand?" He asked.

An Wuyang was stared at by him all the time, feeling a little embarrassed: "There are more than 4000 in total, do you want to use Alipay or WeChat transfer?"

So natural and unaffected.

This provoked Huo Yunchuan to look at An Wuyang again, and he could not see the traces of flickering at all, and when he thought of the other party's simple and simple character, he felt a little ashamed that he treated the little angel's belly with the heart of a "strict father".

... It's not because he is afraid that the young An Wuyang will fall into Qian's eyes and lose himself.

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