Mr. Wood is in the North Pole, I am in the South

This day's dinner was for Xiao Ran and Shen Fengyi. Mu Nancheng was not here, and the newly appointed "mother-in-law and daughter-in-law" were both a little cautious, so Shen Fengyi asked someone to bring dinner to the coffee table in the living room, so that they could watch while eating TV, the continuous sound from the TV really dilutes the awkward atmosphere.

The local news is reporting a car accident on the mountain road of Fanjing Temple yesterday.

Shen Fengyi heard it, and hurriedly said:

"I know about this. Yesterday, Huiyu and I were also at the scene. The Mercedes-Benz came down from the mountain and suddenly lost control. It almost brushed Huiyu's shoulder. The two of us watched it hit a young man in front of us. people--"

[...According to the video taken by the masses, the young man in the picture flew at least 20 meters after being hit. When he landed, he landed on his head first. The head was injured, and the other part was the blood he vomited. A doctor at the scene ran over to give him first aid, but the injured stood up and refused to be taken to the hospital...]

Xiao Ran recognized at a glance that the "doctor crowd" on TV was Song Shuheng.

[The traffic police forcibly kept the injured at the scene until the ambulance personnel arrived. The emergency personnel preliminarily judged that the injured had suffered severe head injuries, ruptured organs, fractured ilium, and multiple cartilage damages. However, the injured was in an ambulance. During the transportation, several emergency personnel were knocked out and escaped through the window. The police appealed to the injured to seek medical treatment at the hospital as soon as possible. The medical expenses will be fully borne by the driver who caused the accident. If anyone knows the injured person, please contact the police... ...]

"What's the matter with this young man?" Shen Fengyi looked inexplicably, "Being hit by a car and being injured like that and running away, that's sending him to the hospital, not sending him to jail."

In the lower left corner of the news, there is a picture of the injured person jumping out from the back of the ambulance. His swiftness and agility are not at all like a seriously injured person.

Xiao Ran saw that the man was wearing a T-shirt that had been stained with blood, and his face was even blurred under the road camera. With only three fingers on each hand, his pupils shrank, thoughtful:

"Maybe he has bigger secrets to hide than the injuries, but a guy who gets hit by a car going over 40 yards an hour, stays conscious with his head on the ground, and has the attack power to knock out a couple of adult paramedics, he His physical fitness is also very good.”

"you do not say!"

This can be regarded as the longest part of the conversation between Xiao Ran and Shen Fengyi. The old lady happily scooped up a spoonful of uterine chicken for Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran pouted in the blind spot of Shen Fengyi's sight, there were many side dishes in Kung Pao Chicken that he didn't like.

But this kid has always been thin-skinned in front of his elders. He was too embarrassed to pick out all the things he didn’t want to eat, so he had to put the scallion and ginger in his mouth first, closed his eyes and swallowed them whole, and then ate the peanuts one by one. , Finally, he slowly chewed his only favorite chicken.

Shen Fengyi was even happier seeing him finish a spoonful of Kung Pao chicken in a gentle manner, and gave him a bigger spoonful:

"Eat slowly, if it's not enough, I'll ask the kitchen to make another one!"

"..."

Xiao Ran was about to cry in his heart, Mr. Mu, when are you coming back?Your food is not good!

----

On the car from Lihu Manor to Ennan Group, Xiao Ran and Mu Nancheng sat on both sides of the back seat, one was looking down at a magazine, and the other was buried in documents.

The page Xiao Ran turned to was an exclusive interview with Mu Nancheng.

I don't know if it's the relationship between the shooting angle and the abnormal light. This half-length photo of Mu Nancheng gave Xiao Ran a weird feeling. After looking at it for a long time, Xiao Ran finally found that Mu Nancheng's pupils in the photo were blood red, and the pupils were erected. .

He turned his head to look at Mu Nancheng, and Mu Nancheng naturally looked back at him, raising his eyebrows slightly: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Ran pointed to the photos in the magazine:

"Mr. Mu, where did you take this photo? Why are your eyes blood red?"

Mu Nancheng glanced at it lightly, and said casually:

"I forgot where I took the photo. As for why my eyes are red, maybe I'm hungry?"

"You are so popular, I'm afraid you want to eat people."

Mu Nancheng raised the corners of his lips, his expression was extremely familiar to Xiao Ran, every time he wanted to play tricks on Xiao Ran, he would show this kind of fox-like smile.

Xiao Ran moved towards the car door vigilantly, Mu Nancheng had already grabbed his wrist and bit the outer edge of his palm.

"Hey!" Xiao Ran was annoyed and anxious, but he couldn't just slap Mu Nancheng with his hands, so he withdrew his hand and said angrily, "I touched Ran Ran when I went out this morning and didn't wash my hands!"

"It's okay," Mu Nancheng blinked his right eye, "I don't dislike you even if you don't wash your hands after going to the toilet."

"..."

Having said that, Mu Nancheng glanced at Xiao Ran sadly:

"I'm not as hypocritical as someone."

Xiao Ran rolled his eyes unabashedly, and someone had the nerve to say so!

Mu Nancheng came back very late last night, smelling of cigarettes and alcohol all over his body. At that time, Xiao Ran just fell asleep when he dug him out of the quilt.

The man fell drunkenly on his shoulders, rubbing his hot forehead and cheeks against his neck, and muttered while drilling:

"Where's the dumpling I asked you to save for me, huh?"

It is conceivable that the person who was awakened in light sleep got up annoyed, Xiao Ran angrily pushed him away:

"Mr. Mu, you stink to death!"

Mu Nancheng's body froze, Xiao Ran had already jumped onto the carpet, holding his nose, his face full of disgust as if he was a large virus source.

When Mu Nancheng entered the room, he didn't turn on the light, and there was only a ray of light streaming in from the corridor in the room. Xiao Ran couldn't see Mu Nancheng's face, but could feel the man's dark and deep eyes locked on him, as if condensed The real thin blade can't wait to scratch him a few times.

"You...you stink."

Xiao Ran flinched, his voice was a little timid, Mu Nancheng looked very drunk, he would not be able to hold back if he became drunk.

Mu Nancheng stood up and began to pull his tie, took off his coat, and his voice was hard and cold:

"Why are you locking the door? You don't want me in? Where do you want me to sleep? Song Xiaoran, let me tell you..."

"Did I lock the door? I don't know!" Xiao Ran looked at the door in confusion, "Then how did you get in?"

He really didn't remember that he had locked the door, let alone intentionally. This was the bedroom of Mu Nancheng's family. How could he not let people in on purpose.

Mu Nancheng's questioning of the teacher seemed to have punched the cotton.

When he came to the door of his bedroom and found that the door was locked, his anger was bubbling up with the alcohol, he raised his foot and wanted to kick the door directly, but fortunately, there was a nerve called reason that held him tightly ——The guy inside is his wife, his own wife, so he can't be scared or beaten.

Mu Nancheng had no choice but to go to the study to find a paper clip and poke the door open. He could see the shallow figure raised on the bed through the light streaming in from the corridor, and his heart softened all of a sudden.

He woke up Xiao Ran by drinking, but this little guy disliked him so much, he asked the teacher to blame him with confidence, and got the same answer.

A lot of emotions were stuffed in the chest cavity, like a bulging balloon, which was punctured by such an understatement.

Mu Nancheng felt that his heart was like a yo-yo that he couldn't control, ups and downs.

But Xiao Ran was holding the thread on the other end of the yo-yo without realizing it, he casually fiddled with the thread, and Mu Nancheng's heart heaved up and down as he fiddled with it.

Mu Nancheng stood with his hips crossed in the darkness, looking at Xiao Ran silently. After a long while, he wiped his face and said hoarsely and frustratedly:

"I'm going to take a shower."

The warm water poured down, and Mu Nancheng stood in the shower room, with his hands resting on the cold tile wall. He closed his eyes, and the water washed away his fatigue, but it was hard to wash away the loneliness in his heart.

He really drank too much wine today. After nine o'clock, he frequently looked at his watch and mobile phone. He knew that the hope was slim, but he still wondered whether Xiao Ran would call to urge him to return after all. Home.

Mu Nancheng saw that Fu Yuxing came out to socialize alone before. His phone would ring at nine o'clock, and then Fu Yuxing would stand up and bid farewell to the host. He said in a helpless tone that was almost showing off:

"There are people in my family, I can't stay long, sorry."

There are people in my family.

No one knew these five characters, each character was like a row of thorns, deeply piercing into Mu Nancheng's calm eyebrows.

Now there are people in his family, and his mobile phone keeps ringing, and the calls and text messages have not been interrupted, but there is no one from the family.

Then before I knew it, one cup after another, I drank too much and came back late.

The heat was so hot that Mu Nancheng's brain was also dizzy from the steam. He thought in a daze that he should not drink so much next time, because the children at home would think he stinks.

When he came out of the bathroom, the lights in the room were brightly lit, and Xiao Ran sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, resting his chin on his knee with one hand, half-closed his big eyes, fanned lazily with his long eyelashes, and fanned them again.

The blazing light made his fair and clear face almost transparent. He was wearing a light green pajamas. From the perspective of Mu Nancheng, he could see a little creamy white collarbone protruding from the loose neckline. , the whole figure is like a water lily wrapped in green leaves.

Mu Nancheng could hear the sound of his blood throbbing in his veins. At that moment, he just wanted to step forward regardless, hold his boy in his arms and caress and kiss him recklessly. He was thirsty. To the person who is almost desperate, now the sweet spring is in front of his eyes, this is his sweet spring...

The tall shadow shrouded, Xiao Ran raised his head, Mu Nancheng's face was only a few feet away from him, he subconsciously leaned back, then pointed to the glass round table near the door of the room and said:

"Don't you want to eat dumplings? There are ten, is it enough?"

Mu Nancheng was nailed there in a bent posture.

He turned his head slowly following Xiao Ran's fingers, and saw a plate and a small bowl on the table at a glance, and the plate was still steaming. He walked over, and a plate of dumplings with a small round belly was looking naively. with him.

The small bowl was lightly covered with a layer of black liquid, which was vinegar.

Mr. Mu is sitting on billions of dollars of wealth, and he can easily get a full feast of delicacies and delicacies, but at this time he raised the corners of his mouth in a hopeless way because of a few dumplings.

The dumplings were made in a microwave oven, and the kid didn't even know that you need to pour some water first to heat things up. The dried dumplings all stuck together, and the chopsticks broke the skin when you picked it up.

The taste is actually not good anymore, but Mu Nancheng took one bite and enjoyed it.

After eating the dumplings, Mu Nancheng took the bowl down and washed it off. When he came back, Xiao Ran had already fallen asleep with the quilt in his arms. When he noticed that Mu Nancheng walked to the bedside, he said in a daze:

"I saw Ran Ran, were you also at the Children's Palace that day?"

"Well," Mu Nancheng leaned over and touched his head, and said in a low voice, "I was watching you that day."

Xiao Ran didn't respond, he was already asleep.

Mu Nancheng brushed his teeth, turned off the lights, and lay down lightly on the bed. This time, his hands and feet were very regular, and he didn't poach the people around him.

The room was as dark as ink, Mu Nancheng looked at the ceiling, or just at a certain point in the dark night sky, and thought happily, he always thought he was a greedy person, but in fact he was not, his appetite was not that big, even It is so small that only ten dumplings are enough to fill it up.

……

The [-]-story Ennan Building is a landmark building in Nanjiang.

From the [-]st to the [-]th floors are Ennan Real Estate. As a paratrooper, Xiao Ran reported on the project department on the [-]th floor on the first day.

The general manager of Ennan Real Estate took Xiao Ran around the entire 0918th floor, and finally gave him an office. Even if he officially worked for Mu Nancheng, he had a salary, five insurances and one housing fund, and a salary. The number plate, he looked at it over and over for a while with the work number plate, and became amused, what a coincidence, [-], his work number turned out to be Mu Nancheng's birthday, he and Mr. Mu are really destined.

Xiao Ran spent two hours looking through the information of all employees of Ennan Real Estate, picked out people to form his own project team, and then immediately called everyone for a meeting.

"Manager, are you just putting up with this brat?"

The experienced employee A of the original project department asked Shen Jun in disbelief that such a big piece of fat in Luohu Bay was intercepted by a little hairy child who fell from the sky. Most of the people in our department have been picked away, so what should we do next?"

"Yes, manager, you are the rightful leader of our project department. What kind of thing is this Song Xiaoran?"

Another female employee was putting on nail polish, and complained that her nose was not her nose and her eyes were not her eyes, "It's fine if we don't have our turn in Luohu Bay, but the higher-ups can't just bring a brat over here to make trouble, what the hell does this mean? "

"It's funny that he still requisitioned the large conference room as his own temporary office. Does he think he is bigger than the general manager?"

The remaining people selected by Li Xiao Ran are all family members of big shareholders or heads of key government departments, and they all have "someone behind them", so they are very angry with people like Xiao Ran who don't know how to flatter them!

However, to everyone's surprise, Shen Jun, who should have been the most angry, waved his hands repeatedly:

"You all shut up, this god, you can't afford to offend, hurry up, do what you should do, I remind you, keep your eyes open, this kid is precious!"

"How expensive is it?" The female staff blew on the nail polish and said disdainfully, "Which one in our real estate department is not expensive, if he is a woman, he might even be able to fly on the branches, but he is a man ……Ah!"

Shen Jun crouched on the back of the chair with his teacup in his arms, and said meaningfully:

"In short, you all listen to me. If he doesn't offend us, no one will offend him!"

The people who were eliminated could at most mumble a few words behind their backs, but if the people Xiao Ran really chose to do the job had dissatisfaction in their hearts, it would not be so easy to deal with it.

The project of Luohu Bay was promoted by Fu Yuxing all the way. Every brick on the political and commercial roads was laid tightly, but the last board was built by two companies, Hongsheng and Showa. In short, the main urban area The plot of land is pre-determined. If it wasn't for Mu Nancheng's insistence on getting in, Xiao Ran would just have to wait for Rosie to take the plot for him. After the project is completed, he can count the money while lying at home until he enters the coffin. not finished.

However, now Xiao Ran wants to cut off this project, Rosie is his agent, so it's easy to say, but Hongsheng and Zhaohe have major shareholders, this is the biggest trouble.

Among them, Hongsheng's major shareholder is China's richest man, Zhou Yancheng of Hongshi Capital, and Zhaohe's other major shareholder is Shen's, an old real estate group in Jinan Province. The son of Shen's boss is the famous Yanqun Technology founder Shen. group.

Fu Yuxing spent so much effort to invite the god, but now Xiao Ran wants to fight with the god.

It is impossible for Xiao Ran to come forward to persuade these two people to give up the project, and he is not that big. The only way is to win the bidding by Hongsheng and Showa. There is nothing wrong with it on the face.

Qualifications need to be applied for, financial reports need to be refined, non-performing assets should be sold, and a batch of benign asset packages must be acquired, and the relationship between various municipal departments must be managed... There are many tedious and difficult tasks in front of Xiao Ran, but the troublesome Yes, no one here listens to him.

In the conference room, Xiao Ran was sitting at the head, looking at the group of people in front of him with clear eyes, holding a fountain pen with his thumb and forefinger and shaking it alternately, his gaze shifted from this person's face to that person's face.

Half an hour has passed since the beginning of this meeting, no matter what Xiao Ran said, these old fried dough stick hob meat either nodded perfunctorily or laughed.

Laughing helplessly, mockingly, shaking his head and laughing, half a smile is not a smile, as if Song Xiaoran looks like a joke.

"pat-"

Xiao Ran threw the fountain pen on the table, folded his arms around his chest and slowly leaned back into the back of the chair. He narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips tightly, showing that he was angry, but the soft and puffy cheeks were only It makes people feel that this child is full of tenderness and childishness.

Some people lowered their heads, laughing until their shoulders trembled slightly, while some held back their laughter, but their eyes were full of contempt and mockery.

After a while, Xiao Ran laughed out loud. He took out his mobile phone in a leisurely manner, dialed the number, pressed the speakerphone, and then put the connected mobile phone on the marble conference table.

"Beep-beep-"

The electronic voice asking for a call rang unhurriedly, and the elites of the real estate project department looked at each other, no one understood what Song Xiaoran wanted to do.

"Xiao Ran?"

A deep, recognizable male voice sounded from the other end of the phone, falling in everyone's ears, but it was as thrilling as a thunderstorm.

"Mr. Mu!" Xiao Ran's crisp call confirmed everyone's guess. He leaned forward and leaned over the edge of the table to ask, "Are you busy now?"

Mr. Mu on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment:

"Okay, what's the matter?"

"Yes, Mr. Mu, I remember you said that you will fully support me in hosting the Luohu Bay project, right?"

"Yes."

"I wonder how much power this job you've given me entitles me?"

"All rights."

"Including dispatching and appointing any employee of Ennan Real Estate, and deciding whether they will stay or not?"

"include."

"Thank you, Mr. Mu, I have no other questions."

"You're welcome, you've worked hard."

……

There was a weird silence in the meeting room, and the group of people who had been slumped on the chairs just now seemed to be straightened like wilted seedlings, all of them sat upright.

Xiao Ran hung up the phone and put the phone in his trouser pocket. He tapped twice on the table with his fingers, and the clear and refreshing voice of a young man happily circled in the empty conference room:

"Everyone, our meeting has officially begun!"

The author has something to say:

Two days ago, I slept in a daze. Since I started coding, Xiaomo has become a person who lives in Mo De. Really, all kinds of days are Mo De. For example, I wrote this sentence at three o’clock in the morning. , so everyone, after watching it, touch it before leaving?

I recently started writing hilarious articles to tell you, this is my last article about serious love, so I ask you if you are afraid, I am afraid even when I am funny!

感谢在2020-05-1104:29:05~2020-05-1203:32:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 8 for Lin Xin; 2 for continuous heavy rain in Sichuan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!