Disabled cannon fodder has a dream [Quick Transmigration]

As soon as Song Xi sat on the sofa, a blazer smelling of tobacco was wrapped around his legs, and the surroundings were tucked in by a man. It was tightly wrapped. When the sofa next to him sank, the man sat next to him and stretched out his hand to hold the contract. It was turned in a mess, and there was a loud noise.

Song Xi had nothing to do, so he stretched out his hands to grab the sofa next to him, his mind wandering.

When the assistant entered the room with his things, he noticed the weird atmosphere in the room. The always elusive CEO sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, his eyes overflowing with anger, his face full of desire|dissatisfaction|dissatisfaction.

Looking up again, the young man was sitting on the other side of the sofa in a daze, with a valuable coat on his lap, revealing a section of his calf and ankle, and he didn't even wear shoes.

Thinking of the president's special order on the phone to ask someone to clean the toilet, the assistant's head turned and turned, and finally took a strange line.

Tsk, city people really know how to play.

Feeling his gaze, Feng Chengyi didn't even lift his eyelids, "Just put the things down and go out."

The assistant stopped his divergent thinking, walked over quickly and put the packing bag between the two of them, and after walking two steps, he turned his head again, pointed to the upside-down contract, and reminded: "Sir, do you understand it like this?"

Feng Chengyi's temples twitched, he closed the contract and put it on his lap, raised his eyes: "Bonus."

The assistant reached out and slapped himself on the mouth, then slipped away with a doggy smile.

As soon as the person left, Feng Chengyi put down the contract, opened the packing bag and took out the trousers inside. He unfolded them. They were gray slacks. He didn't make it clear on the phone that the assistant bought them according to his size, and the trousers were a little too long.

Song Xi didn't mind, he stretched out his hand to lift off the jacket, his skin suddenly left the heat source and touched the air, it was cool, he rubbed his legs, touched the pants back and forth with his hands and put them on quickly, stood up and pulled them up, and sat down again Roll up the excess trouser legs and put on your shoes.

The trousers were made of elastic cords. Originally, he usually had a small appetite and didn't eat much meat. His waist was thinner than that of the little girl. Song Xi pulled and pulled the waistband of the trousers, and tied a long bow to hang them.

After Feng Chengyi finished watching the whole set, his whole body was not right, his mind was full of hands, legs, and thin and strong waist. It should be that autumn came too fast, it was very dry, and he was even angry.

I want to drink mung bean soup.

Song Xi didn't know what a man was thinking. He ate too many snacks and was very full, so he didn't want to do anything.

Seeing the man next to him sitting still, he turned his head and asked casually, "Are you done?"

Feng Chengyi didn't finish his work, so he couldn't calm down, but fortunately, the remaining documents were not in a hurry, so he pushed them away with peace of mind, stood up and replied: "Well, I'm done with my work, now I'll take you to find a house, do you have any hobbies? "

Song Xi stood up, thought for a while and said, "It's better for security, don't make it too complicated."

He can't see it. If the environment where he lives is not good, he doesn't even know that his home has been burglarized. He has a lot of money in his original card, so buying a house is no problem. He originally wanted to save some money and rent a house, but since he decided to If you sell the shares in another hand, you won't be short of money to spend.

Feng Chengyi packed his things, and said in an unhurried tone: "Then let's take you to the xx community. I also have a house there. The security is not bad, and the price is not expensive."

Song Xi had no objection, and it didn't cost any money to go and have a look.

Feng Chengyi took a new set of coats from nowhere and put them on, put Song Xi's mobile phone and unfinished snacks into the bag where his pants were just now, held them in his hands, and led the people out.

Song Xi followed the pace of the man's footsteps, feeling inexplicably steadfast, not at all the feeling of being afraid of stepping on the empty space before, step by step.

Seeing that he was in a daze again, Feng Chengyi asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Song Xi came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head. It seems that he should get a guide dog when he is free. It is inconvenient to be alone.

The residential area is not far away, anyway, it is much closer than the Feng family's old house. When Song Xi went, the care had already been taken care of there, and the sales manager was already waiting at the gate of the residential area.

The neighborhood is really good, very quiet, and the price goes up, so does the quality of the people inside. There is no such thing as the neighborhood where Song Xi used to live, where there were elementary school students riding bicycles and bumping into each other from time to time. go in.

The sales manager directly took people to see the house. The house was a finished product, not too big or too small, with a small balcony outside, and the floor was not too high. It was on the third floor. Song Xi asked the price, and the manager bought it for seven digits.

Song Xi was startled, his first reaction was, how could a local tycoon like Feng Chengyi buy such a cheap house?He suddenly realized that after staying in the small world for a long time, he, a social animal, felt that seven digits were too small.

It is really easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

Seeing that he was buried in silence, Feng Chengyi frowned and asked, "What's the matter, are you not satisfied with the price?" After speaking, he looked at the sales manager next to him.

The sales manager received the sight, smiled bitterly, and if he said it lower, people would probably not believe it. This neighborhood is really a rich area.

Song Xi said it was okay and acceptable, and asked the manager to sign the contract directly.

Feng Chengyi frowned even tighter, and wrinkles appeared on his forehead, "Don't think about it anymore? What if this is a trick for you?"

Song Xi said without thinking, "You won't."

Feng Chengyi got serious, "Why can't I? All in all, we've known each other for less than half a month, and we haven't met a few times. You don't even know what I do."

"Intuition." How could Song Xi say that he knew that this man was rich, so he wouldn't care about his little money at all, what was he trying to do, because he was blind.

Feng Chengyi has a lot of pictures, pictures of the whole person, he let out a breath, happy that the young man faced his unhesitating trust, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he couldn't hold it back.

As soon as Song Xi finished signing the contract, the man dragged him and said to take him to buy furniture, his tone of excitement was like that his boyfriend was in a good mood and wanted to buy something for his girlfriend.

Song Xi hit the nail on the head: "Can you pick out furniture?"

"..."

Where is Feng Chengyi, the furniture in the house is picked by the aunt in the house, he can only pick the colors, cold black, gray and white, he thinks that is not suitable for the young man in front of him, even if the other party can't see it.

Jiang Xi shouldn't be like him, he should live in the sun, away from those cold and moldy places.

Feng Chengyi compromised. After asking Song Xi's preferences, he directly threw the job of decorating and picking furniture to the assistant. He also ordered that it should not be too complicated and suitable for the blind. The assistant took the newly arrived bonus and went to work. up.

After some arrangements were made, Song Xi got into Feng Chengyi's car again, and followed him back to the old house. The renovations will take time, and it is estimated that he will only be able to eat and drink at other people's houses in the next week at the earliest.

While the car was driving, Song Xi suddenly remembered something and asked the man if he could get a guide dog.

Feng Chengyi thought for a while, gave an address, and told the driver to turn around.

Not long after, the car stopped. Song Xi had just been led out of the car by a man and walked for a while, when a person came in front of him. His footsteps were steady, and even his breathing was under control.

The man approached, clenched his fist and smacked the chest of the man next to Song Xi lightly, "Why is President Feng coming to my place today when he is free?"

Feng Chengyi was not annoyed, and said, "There is business."

Qi Shao raised his eyebrows, and there was a long scar running across his tough cheek, and the scar moved accordingly, "Look at the dog, who is it for?"

Feng Chengyi also raised his eyebrows, looking at himself with such a small hair, "Didn't you already see it?"

Qi Shao smiled heartily: "Let's go, go and have a glass of water first."

Song Xi was led away again, and the man beside him took the initiative to introduce him. Qi Shao, Feng Chengyi was a child, wild-tempered since childhood, and joined the army before he was an adult. Later, he tempered his temper and developed a proud appearance The steel frame was also worn out with scars, and it was not until last year that he retired due to injuries. He hired someone to open a dog farm here, and all the police dogs that retired due to injuries or too old were raised.

Police dogs are professionally trained and have high IQs. When they reach a certain age, they will recede. They have good momentum and good legs and feet, and they will be trained as guide dogs. Retired to retire.

Most of the dogs in this kennel were injured. When Song Xi entered, he heard a dog barking full of anger. After these little guards retreated, they were still majestic and full of spirit.

Qi Shao blew his whistle, and the dogs stopped in unison. They stood in front of their respective cages, staring at the stranger in front of them.

Qi Shao said as he walked: "Almost all the trained guide dogs here are almost taken away, there are not many left, and the rest are still in training, oh yes, there is also a little cub, good genes, smart, hurry up I’ve been with other adult dogs, that’s right, I’ve eaten a little too much.”

As he said that, Qi Shao stopped and blew his whistle. The sound of the whistle just came out, and then, a barking sound with a little sharp milky sound immediately echoed, and one of them was still in the growth stage. The puppy rushed over from the cage like a cannonball, so fast that Song Xi could hear the sound of its paws stomping on the ground.

The puppy stopped at Qi Shao's feet, shook its tail, and sat down.

Song Xi's heart almost melted just listening to the voice, thinking of rua.

This dog is probably only one or two months old, and it seems to be able to smell milk from its body when it runs over.

Feng Chengyi looked at the little golden hair with a round face, frowned and looked at the smiling face next to him, "So small? Can it work?"

"I can do it. Lucky is very smart. Compared with adult dogs, it is even worse." Qi Shao patted his chest and said while winking at him. Isn't this still you.

Feng Chengyi instantly understood, and only gave a cold snort, and said, "Try first."

Song Xi listened to the side, grasped the key point, and asked: "Is it called luck?"

"Yes." Qi Shao was still smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Its parents are drug detection dogs, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it has made countless great achievements. It should have retired, but the last time Action, died in an accident, luck was just born at that time."

Song Ximo is silent, no wonder it is said that the lucky gene is good, some things are passed down from the bone.

Song Xi asked: "What kind of dog?"

"Golden Retriever, with the blood of Labrador." Qi Shao said, lifting the squatting lucky lucky with no effort, and brought it to Song Xi, muttering: "You're getting fat again... ...do you want to touch it?"

Song Xi nodded, stretched out his hand cautiously, and felt a soft, fluffy head under his palm. The golden retriever is a large dog, and its size is not too small compared to ordinary dogs when it is one or two months old.

Seemingly unaware of any malice, Lucky was rubbed lightly a few times, and yelped twice, not aggressively, and rubbed his head against Song Xi's palm.

"Wang Wang!"

Song Xi's old mother's heart instantly softened, melted, and turned into a puddle of sugar water.

He said decisively: "I want it!"

Qi Shao just waited for his words, and put his luck directly at Song Xi's feet, and said in a rambling manner: "Although it eats a lot, it is not picky. It eats rice, vegetables and meat. If you find it troublesome, give it away." Put the grain bag next to it, and it will go through the grain by itself..."

Lucky seemed to understand something, and after whining pitifully at Qi Shao twice, he obediently stood at Song Xi's feet, rubbing his head against his trouser leg.

Song Xi squatted down and stretched his hands down, gently scratching Lucky's chin. Lucky was so comfortable that he couldn't help but rolled at his feet.

Song Xi raised the corner of his mouth and squinted his eyes with a smile.

Standing by the side, Feng Chengyi felt that the sun was quite bright today, and his eyes were a little dazzled.