About the little thing about mutual gluttony

The content of overtime work in the evening has become a clean-up and making future plans.

Song Rong looked at Han Chengye who was earnestly making the form, and felt that it was shining, and thought: The learning method that this little guy summed up by himself is not bad.

Han Chengye sensed that Song Rong was looking at him, and ran over on tiptoe like a puppy sensing a call. Song Rong opened his arms, gave him a hug, and then kissed him on the cheek. At that time, the love was very strong, when it was like glue.Han Chengye raised the folder in his hand, and Song Rong realized that this guy didn't come empty-handed.

Han Chengye sent a PPT to Song Rong, and the two used the company's equipment to go whoring for nothing.

Han Chengye showed Song Rong the complete project he had prepared for a long time, and explained it carefully to Song Rong from the first page of PPT.Song Rong looked at the thick content and knew that Han Chengye had definitely prepared for a long time.He looked at the radiant young man in front of him, and listened to every detail in the PPT, from the initial encouragement from the perspective of a lover, to the shock of being a fellow practitioner, and then returning to the pride of a lover.

There is no doubt that Han Chengye has a talent for investing.Although his investment idea is still in its infancy, it can be classified into two categories: reselling and filling market vacancies.

From the perspective of reselling, production makes a small profit, and reselling makes a lot of money.

From the perspective of filling the gap in the market, if you are a creator, you may first have an idea and then implement it, but what Han Chengye thinks is that there is no such type of product in the market, so he fills this gap.

This is typical businessman thinking.

Song Rong looked at his lover with full expectation. In time, he would definitely become an excellent businessman, even a capitalist.

After explaining the PPT, Han Chengye looked expectant, and Song Rong patted his head as a reward.Han Chengye's eyebrows were lowered, and an oil bottle could be hung on his mouth, expressing his dissatisfaction in silence.

If your lover is unhappy, you have to patiently enlighten him. Song Rong knows that Han Chengye is thinking about that. In fact, he likes that kind of thing quite a bit, but as an adult, having fun should not be the first priority. Song Rong's biological age is far more than three years old. Ten, excessive indulgence is very harmful to the body.

Song Rong's speech skills are the same as Han Xiuyuan's, clever and brainwashing, Han Chengye was quickly persuaded, and nodded obediently, but his face was still unhappy, Song Rong thought that this was the last time to reason, and he would refuse next time I'm afraid there will be another quarrel, but let's talk about the future.

The two packed their things and prepared to go home.

Han Chengye saw a medical examination report on Song Rong's computer desk, which was half covered by the file bag, which happened to divide Song Rong's name into two—Mugu.

Han Chengye thought the name was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it.His memory has always been very good, even if he glanced at something, he can remember it for a long time.

These two words must have only been seen in the past few months, and this content cannot be told to others, otherwise Han Chengye will definitely associate this part of the memory. If there is no association, it is a secret.

What secrets does he have that he has only had in the past two months, and he can't tell others?

Han Chengye thought of the post he posted on the forum before.

Is it!

Song Rong was driving, looking intently at the road.

Han Chengye's heart beat faster, and he secretly took out his mobile phone. His account has been unblocked, but it has been useless for a long time.

Click on the past records——

Wood Valley on the 5th floor

This question is really interesting.

The phone fell into the gap between the seats. Song Rong heard the movement and took the opportunity to look at the right rearview mirror to glance at Han Chengye, "Do you know where it fell? Do you want to pull over?"

"No...no need, you can go back and look for it again." Han Chengye swallowed, he had the feeling of being caught as a thief.

If Song Rong saw his post from the very beginning and knew what he wanted, then what was the period of his crush?

Even more unhappy.

Back home, Han Chengye took advantage of Song Rong's time to take a shower, ran to the study, and secretly turned on the computer.

Song Rong doesn't play games, and the computer configuration in the study is very low, and it is usually only used for office work.When Han Chengye first moved here, he was very excited to see such a big study room, but after seeing the dessert-grade CPU ten years ago and the host computer without a graphics card, he lost interest in this computer and even this room .

For boys of this age, graphics cards and keyboards are the top priority, but food is irrelevant. Even instant noodles and Coke can give off the aura of a full banquet.Song Rong did not make a negative|negative|negative|evaluation of Han Chengye's current living habits. On the contrary, he supported it in an inclusive way.

So there is a top-end computer in the open living room.

Open the antique computer, there is a power-on password.

The sound of water in the shower room was intermittent, and Han Chengye bit his fingernails. He was not interested in this room before, so how could he know the password.

After trying for a long time, the last six digits of Song Rong's ID number, birthday, and company employee number were all wrong.

What could it be?

Han Chengye blushed, a little secretly pleased, thinking: It can't be his birthday.

Enter a birthday.

The desktop is unlocked.

"Oh yeah!" Han Chengye walked around the solid wood desk twice, still feeling unsatisfied, saw the load-bearing pillars in the study room, and danced a pole dance around it for half a minute.

Alpha's happiness is often so mediocre.

During the time when Han Chengye and Song Rong were dating, Song Rong was not able to hide his lifestyle, and even deliberately told Han Chengye about some of his habits, which greatly reduced the time for the two to get along.

So Han Chengye can be sure that the passwords in this computer are all automatically memorized.

Opening the forum, Song Rong's account was automatically logged in.

The user name is not Kigu, but the specific heat capacity.

Han Chengye breathed a sigh of relief, and by the way began to browse through Song Rong's past answers.

Although this account has been registered for a long time, it is rarely used, and Song Rong is not the kind of person who would waste time on posting.

It was precisely because there were so few answers that Han Chengye saw the question "How can I catch up with my Omega boss?" at a glance.

There is a saying, what is it called? It is a blessing, not a disaster, and it is a disaster that cannot be avoided.

Song Rong is not Mugu, he is an anonymous user.

The anonymous user who suggested he switch inhibitors and have sex!

When Song Rong returned to the room after taking a shower, he saw Han Chengye wearing a teddy bear pajamas, sitting on the sofa in the living room with a soft pillow in his arms, his eyes dull and sullen.It took two shouts before there was a response, and the whole person went to the bathroom to wash up a little stiffly.Song Rong doesn't know where this little guy is unhappy again. His emotional intelligence is higher than ordinary people, but he is not a god after all. How can he capture all the unhappy points of his lover?

Wiping her hair, Song Rong thought to herself: If you are still so unhappy when you come out later, just ask again.

When going to sleep, Han Chengye closed the bedroom door.Song Rong was a little tired, but also a little surprised. Closing the door was a signal for doing that kind of thing between them.

He had clearly agreed in the office just now that he would not do it today, but somehow this little guy changed his mind again.

If the little guy is disobedient, he has to make rules, but Song Rong remembered that they had quarreled about this matter last time.

His waist is not good, and he has to rest for a long time after each affair. Half of it is because of his body, and the other half is because he doesn't want to empty his body to a greater extent because of the affair.But Han Chengye was still a young man after all, the two-week recuperation period was too long for him, it was okay to be rejected once or twice, but he was unhappy if there were too many, he lost his temper and felt that Song Rong didn't like him.

Song Rong thought about it, wondering if Han Chengye was unhappy just because of this.After thinking about it for a while, I decided to let him go, so I took a condom from the drawer and gave it to him.

But Han Chengye changed hands and threw it back into the drawer. Song Rong sighed, just as the possessiveness of small animals became stronger, and said softly with helpless pampering: "It will be dirty if it gets in there."

Unexpectedly, Han Chengye raised his chin and snorted, "Didn't you say that you must form knots and get them all in? As long as you are pregnant, you will be bound. Even if you want to have an abortion, you still have to call me?"

Song Rong raised his head in surprise, his eyes collided with his young lover, and there was a shyness on his face that a man of his age shouldn't have, "You... how do you know?"

"Hmph, take care of me."

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I think Sir Song is the most mature person so far

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36. Acting and playing a full set

Han Chengye started to work as a double agent.

He acted in front of Han Jingshan, being a good boy, and agreed to date Zhao Keer, Han Jingshan was very satisfied, he received Song Rong's resignation letter, and decided to let Han Chengye take charge of Group B first, and then announce his identity when the time is ripe .

"The company's stock price has been falling recently, does it have anything to do with the scandal?" Han Chengye asked cautiously.

"Well, negative|negative| news is not a good thing for a listed company. Recently, two funds have been taking the opportunity to buy our shares at a low price, but it doesn't matter, it's not a big deal. As long as our company's internal shares account for the majority, the second The little bit of the high-end market can’t make a difference.”

One of the low-buying funds belongs to Han Xiuyuan, but who owns the other?

After leaving Han Jingshan's office, Han Chengye turned around and went to the bar opened by Han Xiuyuan.

During the day, there was no one in the bar, and the clerk was doing cleaning work. The two brothers sat on the bar counter, opened an ultra-thin notebook, and talked about the next plan.

Han Xiuyuan clicked to open a document that needed to enter a password, "Someone in the secondary market is robbing me of goods. His capital chain should be sufficient, but he doesn't seem to want to enter the battlefield directly. I suspect it is Zhao Tianlu."

"Why did he want to buy down Han's shares?"

"Although Meiling Group's net profit has not been low in the past two years, its operating difficulties have increased. Zhao Tianlu seems to want to eat up a company with high profits to subsidize it."

Han Chengye found it unbelievable, "Then he can eat up some small technology companies, use reorganization to speculate the stock price, and eat up a company with a net worth similar to his? Is he crazy?"

Han Xiuyuan closed the notebook, and said solemnly: "He may have known some secret information to do this. Besides Song Rong, have you told anyone else about the secret acquisition of shares for me?"

"How could I possibly tell anyone?"

The phone rang, and there was a message, it was Zhao Ke'er.

Han Chengye sighed, put down his phone, and looked sad.

"Perhaps you can get some words out of Zhao Ke'er's mouth. It can be seen that she likes you very much."

Han Chengye took two sips of Coke, his brows were furrowed, as if he was drinking foreign wine.

"Chengye, I know I've wronged you like this, but at least for now, you have to coax her well." Han Xiuyuan pointed to the phone, "Respond to her message quickly."

At this time, Han Chengye's chat interface automatically began to reply.Communicate with Zhao Ke'er back and forth.

Han Xiuyuan was startled, "This..." He was speechless for a long time.

Han Chengye's chatting skills are very good, it can't be a machine.

"It's Rongrong, my phone is bound to a package with him, and I have all my social accounts." Han Chengye looked at the chatter on the chat interface, and didn't know whether it was guilt or jealousy.

He didn't approve of the proposal to date Zhao Ke'er, because he already had a date, how could he have another one?And he didn't want to cheat another person's feelings, even though that person was annoying.

Song Rong reassured: "It's okay, Chengye, no matter what decision you make, I will support you."

"That's it." Han Xiuyuan didn't expect Song Rong to cooperate so much. He didn't know whether he had an extra booster or a werewolf card. "Since Song Rong doesn't mind, then..."

"I mind!" Han Chengye rubbed his hair, "Brother, I am willing to buy shares for you, really, I am willing. But why do I have to drink coffee, watch movies, and eat with her? For the shares of the Han family, wouldn’t it be enough for me to vote with the Zhou family?”

"You just treat it as a joke..."

"I can't, brother, can you have dinner, date and cuddle with someone you don't like for a scam? Anyway, I can't do it."

At that moment, Fang Junhao's sturdy body that night appeared in front of Han Xiuyuan's eyes, and the rich and charming pheromone made his glands never forget it.

Han Xiuyuan covered his mouth and stopped talking.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Your face is so red."

"It's nothing." Han Xiuyuan told the clerk to turn on the air conditioner, "The weather has been heating up very fast recently, maybe it's too hot."

"What's too hot? You're obviously shy." Han Chengye had been out of the ranks of single dogs for a long time, and began to become sharper, biting a Coke straw, smiling meanly.

The mobile phone jingled and popped up a message. Han Chengye glanced at it, and his smile froze immediately.

On the chat interface, Song Rong agreed to go to the movies with Zhao Ke'er for him.

Seeing Han Chengye standing up suddenly and putting on his coat, Han Xiuyuan looked angry, and asked without knowing, "What's wrong with you? Where are you going?"

"Go fight."

Han Chengye dropped these words and left.

In the big office, Song Rong was handing over to Uncle Hua. Han Chengye walked in all the way. Everyone vaguely guessed his identity, lowered their heads and kept silent. Han Chengye didn't care about others, he took Song Rong's hand and entered In the office, the venetian blinds were drawn.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Rong looked at the movement outside through the reversed light and shadow of the venetian blinds, and before Han Chengye could speak, he added: "This is the company, so don't lose your temper."

"I..." Han Chengye was deflated, but he whispered angrily, "Why did you promise me to go to the movies with Zhao Ke'er?"

Song Rong thought it was a big deal, and said helplessly: "You are making such a big fuss just because of this? Do you know what the consequences of doing this are? I have already handed in my resignation letter. Logically speaking, Uncle Hua, who has the most seniority, should temporarily Taking over Group B, but the company appointed you to manage it. They are not fools, so they don’t know who you are?"

"The most important thing you should do now is to appease them and avoid the loss of personnel. But what about you, with a livid face, just rushed in and pulled the previous director directly into the office, what would they think? How do you work in a group?"

Seeing Han Chengye loosen his wrist, Song Rong lowered his head as if he knew he was wrong.

Hit a stick and give a date.

"Okay, go out right away with a smile on your face, say hello to them, and treat them to a milk tea. After I leave in two weeks, treat them to a meal. Usually speak politely, and at the end of the month, treat each of them If you raise your performance points a little higher, you’ll be fine. Don’t be afraid, co-workers are just messing around, and no one will really hold your grudge against you.”

"Don't tell me about work."

"This is the company, I don't tell you about work, what should I tell you?"

"I... I'm your boyfriend." Han Chengye pouted.

"I know, I know you are my boyfriend, so you hurt my hand so much, I didn't say anything."

Han Chengye hastily put Song Rong's wrist in the palm of his hand and examined it carefully. There were quite a few red marks on his fair skin.

"Sir Song, that wasn't my intention just now, I... I'm sorry." Han Chengye looked at Song Rong with affectionate eyes, "When we first dated, I said I wanted to marry you, but I didn't just say that ,I was serious."

"I know. In this matter, I really did something wrong, Chengye, I also apologize to you, I'm sorry." Song Rong smiled, giving him enough space for him to continue talking.When one party has grievances, the best way is to let him speak out.

"You just casually agreed to Zhao Ke'er to let me go to the movies with other Omega, I am very unhappy, I don't like this, I think you don't want me anymore, you don't care about me."

"Chengye, I care about you too."

"Then you still..."

"But she has already asked you out several times, so I can't refuse anymore, otherwise she will come to the company to find you. I don't want you to make things difficult." Song Rong's words made Han Chengye anxious, " I'm not in trouble, I'm not afraid of her, I'll go and make it clear to her right now."

"Then how are you going to explain to the general manager and the chairman? Be good, don't make a fuss, I bought all the movie tickets, and I bought four tickets, it's a waste if I don't watch it."

"Four? Why buy so many?"

Song Rong clicked on Han Chengye's chat history, "She said she didn't like other people around, so she asked me to buy two more."

After hearing this, Han Chengye already cursed inwardly, "Where did the spoiled thing come from? I'll go and explain it to her right away." After speaking, he opened the door and went out.

Song Rong smiled and clicked on the chat history, and deleted related topics.

Han Chengye: This movie is pretty good, but it will be very crowded, otherwise we buy two extra tickets in advance to separate others?

Zhao Ke'er: Well, that's pretty good too.

The door was opened suddenly, and Song Rong hid the phone guiltily.

Han Chengye grabbed Song Rong's hand, and in full view of everyone, said, "Director Song and I are going out to discuss a business." After speaking, he left the company holding hands.

It is not difficult to find Zhao Ke'er in the mall, after all, how can a princess be active in a low-consumption area?

Zhao Ke'er was enjoying her exquisite life, but saw her fiancé dragging her old man boss over in a hurry.

Han Chengye pulled Song Rong to sit down, and Song Rong greeted Zhao Ke'er, "Miss Zhao, don't come here without any problems."

"Why are you here?" Zhao Ke'er was a little displeased, but still maintained her princess demeanor, "Do you want something to drink?"

"No need, let's leave after we finish talking." Han Chengye pointed his toes outward, but Song Rong said, "Let's sit for a while."

Hearing this, Han Chengye stretched out his hand and called the waiter, "Hello, a cup of vanilla latte, more milk and less sugar, a cup of chocolate, thank you."

This act of showing the results of domestication is more explicit than provocation, "Uncle, what do you mean?"

Song Rong didn't speak, Han Chengye said: "Miss Zhao, let's stop here about our relationship. I don't like you."

Zhao Ke'er gasped, "For this old guy?"

"You are not old, keep your mouth clean."

"Oh." Zhao Ke'er sneered, and glared at Song Rong, "You really have something, you even fooled me last time, what did you use to make him so devoted to you? Going to bed? Are you messing around in bed?"

"are you crazy."

"Chengye, you can't swear." Song Rong frowned, Han Chengye's tone suddenly softened, and he glanced at Song Rong, "I didn't mean it."

Zhao Ke'er was trembling with anger, "Okay, that's great." After speaking, he picked up the hot drink in front of him and poured it on Song Rong.

Han Chengye was splashed once, and he reacted quickly. He stretched out his hand to block the drink. The hot drink was very hot, and as the weather turned hotter, the wear became less. The back of Han Chengye's hands and arms turned red in an instant.

Song Rong took out the tissue paper on the table to wipe for his lover, and a blister appeared on the back of Han Chengye's hand. Song Rong was distressed and angry, and went out of the restaurant to catch up with Zhao Ke'er, and grabbed her wrist.

"Miss Zhao, your father is also a famous person. Didn't he teach you what is upbringing? Is it your tutor to pour hot drinks on others!"

"Don't come here! Are you qualified to control me!"

"I'm really not qualified, and I don't like beating women. But since you asked me just now how we are in bed, let me tell you, we are very good in bed."

"Neuropathy!"

Song Rong turned around and saw Han Chengye leaning on the pillars of the shopping mall, his face was full of small complacency.

That night, Han Jingshan was furious in the villa, Han Chengye was beaten up and kicked out of the house, but he was not sad at all, patted his butt, and got into the car that Song Rong came to pick him up.

"Song SIR, from today on, I really have to rely on you to support me."

"But I just handed in my resignation letter, and I don't have a job either."

"Then let's go begging together."

Han Xiuyuan watched Song Rongyuan's car from the window, and punched the wall in anger.

He knew Song Rong didn't come to help him, and his plan was disrupted.

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37. Am I getting paid?

Han Xiuyuan didn't know what kind of existence Fang Junhao was to him.

At first, he always thought that Fang Junhao was just a supporting role in his plan B, or even a tool man.

Because in his plan, from the beginning to the end, there needs to be someone to "rape|violate" him.

So he put on a play in front of his younger brother, and let his younger brother wholeheartedly help him acquire shares.

But now, this plan has been scrapped because of Song Rong's disturbance.

Han Xiuyuan sat in the office, looked at an old tin box, and sighed.

He was already differentiated when he was 15 years old, but he kept it secret until he was 19 years old. Omega's differentiation will be much earlier than Alpha, so Han Jingshan always thought that he was Alpha, and he assuredly handed over many businesses to him. .

So even though Han Xiuyuan was still studying, he had already joined the board of directors.

It was summer and the weather was very hot.

Han Xiuyuan found out that his estrus period might have come earlier, but the inhibitors in his backpack had already been consumed, the documents in his hand were very important, and there were inhibitors in the office, so he decided to go back to the company first.

He passed by a cake shop and stopped when he saw his favorite chocolate cake.

There are many people at the entrance of the cake shop. If you line up to buy, you will definitely not have time to go back to the company to take the inhibitor.

But he didn't know why, and the suppressed emotions in his heart broke out.

At that moment, he didn't want to care about anything, he just wanted to eat his favorite chocolate cake.

Half an hour later, Han Xiuyuan waited for his own cake. The cake was exquisite and small, with a small mushroom-like house standing on top of it.

Such a beautiful little house, will his future home be so beautiful?

Family.

A complete home.

Instead of a broken home that exists in name only like it is now.

Han Xiuyuan carefully returned to the company with the cake. He walked to the office area, but his whole body trembled and he fell to the ground.

Han Jingshan took the client to visit the company, but saw him panting on the ground, and the air was full of sweet pheromones.

His identity was exposed in full view.

Han Xiuyuan saw that Han Jingshan's face was livid and the corners of his mouth twitched, but he still explained to the client with a smile on his face.

After the client left, Han Jingshan grabbed his hair and threw him into the lounge, immediately slapped him twice, and kicked him several times after he fell to the ground.In the end, he threw the inhibitor on him, so that he would never be in heat in broad daylight for the rest of his life.

Han Xiuyuan didn't feel the pain from the beating. He saw the chocolate cake he bought was blown to the ground, and the little house collapsed and shattered into a puddle of mud.

Han Xiuyuan clutched his stomach, walked over slowly, squatted down, looked at the cake on the ground, picked up the broken little house and ate it.

A boy in white clothes came over, took his hand and said, "The ones that fall on the ground are dirty, don't eat them."

Han Xiuyuan cried and said, "Just one bite, just one bite."

The teenager took a tissue and handed it to him, then ran out.

The remains of the cake were picked up by the cleaning aunt, and Han Xiuyuan stared at the place where the cake fell, in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, but it was dark.

Han Xiuyuan stood up and drove home.Tears welled up in his eyes, eventually blurring his vision.

Pulling over, Han Xiuyuan wiped away his tears.

He can't stop, he can't give up, he still has someone to protect.

When continuing to move forward, Han Xiuyuan saw the galloping young man in the mirror.

It was already three blocks from Garage Road, and the boy just hugged a box and chased him for three blocks.

Sweat drenched the teenager's white T-shirt.

"Sorry, it wasn't there when I went. I'll wait for them to do it again. I ran too fast just now, maybe I didn't look good."

Han Xiuyuan opened the box, and saw the steaming, broken cake.

But this time, the little house stood tenaciously.

Han Xiuyuan opened the tin box, picked up a LOGO that was cut out from the box that packed the cake, and stared at it in a daze.

"That person isn't Fang Junhao, can it be someone else?"

Han Xiuyuan asked himself this way.

In fact, in theory, maybe yes, it could be someone else if it wasn't Fang Junhao, anyone could.

But... when he made this decision, why did he think of that cake and that sweaty boy at that time?

Did this plan come first, or was it because of that boy?

Han Xiu is far from clear.

Why... It's obviously an irrelevant person.

But that's it... I remember it for many years.

May came in with a cup of coffee, "General manager, the hospital called, saying that Uncle's condition is not very good."

Han Xiuyuan put the paper LOGO into the box, "I see, tell them, I'll be there in the afternoon."

"The afternoon meeting..."

"Cancel it for me, thank you."

"Then... do you need to arrange a driver to go with you?"

Han Xiuyuan paused, "No need. I'll just go alone." In his heart, he didn't want others to see Liu Nian go crazy.

After May left, Han Xiuyuan looked at the dormant computer screen, feeling a little disorganized in his heart. He picked up the coffee and took a sip.

With just one sip, an unknown fishy smell occupied his taste buds, and Han Xiuyuan immediately spit out the coffee.For some reason, today's coffee was filled with a strong smell of sesame oil, which made him sick.

Han Xiuyuan took a few breaths, and sent a message to May, asking her to deal with the company's snack room and throw away all expired things.

It made Han Xiuyuan feel sick to smell the smell, not only the coffee, but also the disinfectant water from the hospital.

Obviously he couldn't vomit anything, but he was lying on the sink and retching non-stop. The nurse was a little frightened and suggested that Han Xiuyuan have an examination to avoid food poisoning.

Liu Nian still had to do several inspections. Han Xiuyuan checked the time and took a simple blood sample while he was in the gap.

Fang Junhao called and wanted to ask Han Xiuyuan to have dinner.

"It may be inconvenient today, I'm in the hospital."

"Hospital? What are you doing in the hospital? Do you want me to come over?"

"No." Han Xiuyuan was a little entangled in his heart, hesitantly told Fang Junhao, "It's my father, he's not in good spirits, I need to accompany him to do a few checks."

When the doctor brought Liu Nian out, his eyes were empty and dull. Han Xiuyuan called him several times, but he didn't respond.

Dr. Lu suggested: "At this stage, it is best to be able to live with relatives for a period of time and be taken care of by relatives."

Han Xiuyuan thought of his slow schedule, rubbed his eyebrows, "Okay, I see."

It was already rush hour to leave the hospital, the streets were congested with vehicles, crowds were dense, the sky was dim, and there were red brake lights on the road.

Han Xiuyuan knocked on the steering wheel boredly, waiting for a red light that lasted for 100 seconds. He didn't notice that Liu Nian, who was sitting in the co-pilot, changed from being sunken in the seat to standing straight up; Staring intently out the window.

It takes only a moment to unfasten the seat belt and open the door, and there are only 5 seconds left at the red light.

Liu Nian rushed out of the car and ran towards the non-motorized lane.

Before Han Xiuyuan had time to call out to Liu Nian, the red light turned green, and a loud horn sounded behind him.He is in the middle of the through lane, there are straight traffic on the left and right.He didn't care too much, and changed lanes inside the white straight line, causing a burst of horns to honk.The traffic policeman came over and knocked on his glass, "Sir, changing lanes and parking are not allowed here, please stop at the emergency refuge area opposite."

"My dad, he ran out of the car just now, I'm going to turn right to chase him."

"Sir, immediately drive to the emergency refuge area on the opposite side. You are not allowed to obstruct traffic on the main road, and you are not allowed to turn right on the straight lane in the middle."

With the sound of horns in his ears, Liu Nian's figure was about to disappear in the alleys of the old city. Han Xiuyuan stepped on the handbrake, pressed the double flash, and rushed out.

"Sir! You can't leave the car here! Sir!"

If the driver's license is revoked, it will be revoked, and if the car is towed, it will be towed away.

He wants to find Dad.

dad.

The street lamps came on, illuminating the dark road, and Han Xiuyuan was galloping on the one-way sidewalk as the crowds surged.

This is a characteristic of the old city. The road is very narrow and only one car can pass through. The sidewalks on both sides are full of plane trees, and every ten meters is a fork in the street.In such a dense space, the turbulent crowd was impenetrable, and they all walked towards the main road on the other side.

In such a maze-like alleyway, Han Xiuyuan lost his way and lost track of Liu Nian. At the end, he followed the crowd in a daze until he passed through the entire area and reached the main road on the other side.

"Father..." Han Xiuyuan turned around in a daze, "Where are you..."

Fang Junhao called, "Xiuyuan, I'm in the hospital, they said you're gone, where are you?"

"I...I..." Han Xiuyuan burst into tears, and said to Fang Junhao at a loss: "I lost my father... I don't know where he is..."

Fang Junhao immediately comforted: "Don't cry, Xiuyuan, you send me your location, I'll come right over, you stay there and don't move."

After hanging up the phone, Han Xiuyuan squatted down and hugged himself.

Fang Junhao rushed over 10 minutes later, panting, "This is a one-way street, I asked the driver to turn the car around along the main road. I just contacted the police here and gave my uncle's age and name, Liu Nian There are not many people there, the police station will send someone to look for it. Xiuyuan, don’t panic, cameras are installed in the old town, it’s fine.”

"Driver?" Han Xiuyuan thought of what May said in the afternoon, and blamed himself, "It's all my fault, I didn't bring the driver. I don't want people in the company to see Dad go crazy, it's all my fault..."

Fang Junhao hugged Han Xiuyuan in his arms, "It's okay, we will find it, don't cry."

"It's my fault……"

Fang Junhao accompanied Han Xiuyuan all night, accompanied him to register at the police station, accompanied him to post missing person notices, accompanied him to deal with motor vehicle fines, and stayed with him overnight.

On the hotel bed, Han Xiuyuan told him many things about his childhood, and Fang Junhao listened silently.

"What if I can't find Dad..."

Fang Junhao took a sip of his cigar and comforted him, "It's okay, we will find it."

"Thank you for accompanying me." Han Xiuyuan sat up covering the quilt and began to get dressed.

Fang Junhao looked at the temporary marks on the glands on the back of Han Xiuyuan's neck and the strawberries on his back, and smoked a cigar happily, "Then do I get paid?"

Han Xiuyuan wiped off the dirt on his glasses, "I see, I will give you an answer tomorrow."

The next day, Fang Junhao was at home wearing silk pajamas, and was wandering around feeding the tropical fish in the fish tank. When the servant said that Han Xiuyuan had come, he was taken aback. When he saw the pointer pointing to 12 o'clock, he thought that Han Xiuyuan finally knew what fun was.

The next moment, Han Xiuyuan sat upright on the sofa and handed him an investment plan with a profit higher than the market average.

Fang Junhao couldn't be happier, "Is this what you said in return?"

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38. Let's Get Married

Fang Junhao put his hands into the pockets of his pajamas, and sat casually on the armrest of the sofa, "In one night, I can hold two meetings and meet more than three entrepreneurs who want to invest. If I don't want to work, I can also go to the bubble No matter how bad the hot spring is, I can watch a movie and go to bed early. But why do I spend so much time posting missing person notices?"

Han Xiuyuan didn't speak, just sat on the sofa maintaining his sitting posture.

Fang Junhao stood up, put his hand on the back of the sofa behind Han Xiuyuan's shoulder, and half-kneeled on the sofa with one leg, "Do you think I spent so much time with you? Is it to ask you for a few thousandths more profit than others?" project? You should know that for a huge company, this profit is insignificant. Anyone can get such a profit. I don’t have to sell it for such a profit.