Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

He Shanting closed his eyes like sea fog and hung up the phone, his unclear gaze fell on the young man's wrist under his sleeve.

Song Zui felt that someone was looking at him from outside the room, and when he subconsciously looked back, he could only see a silhouette that was obliterated by the night, with a narrow waist and long legs.

I don't know why he had an intuition that it was He Shanting, at first it was the billowing hem of the suit, and then the graceful figure, as if stepping out of the night little by little.

His heart was pounding, and he walked towards the door step by step. When he reached the door, his palms were sweating, and he opened the door carefully.

The people standing outside had disappeared, and only the sound of the door closing in the opposite room could be heard. Before Song Zui could let go of his clenched hands, he suddenly thought of a problem.

The other party shouldn't have seen him unscrew something, right?

He turned his head back slowly, staring at the iron object that was split in half on the ground, thinking that he should explain something, and finally his eyes fell on the mineral water in the side pocket of the schoolbag thoughtfully.

The boy walked to the door of the opposite bedroom. The night air was so quiet that one could hear the sound of mountain birds passing by the steeple.

Feeling nervous for no reason, he moved his hand holding the water bottle, cleared his throat and said, "I can't unscrew the bottle cap, can you help me unscrew it? I'm too weak."

The second after his voice fell, the light in the room that was originally turned on was turned off, and it seemed that he heard a contemptuous laugh. He could only open the water bottle and drink water with anxiety.

In the middle of the night, Xu Ning returned to the villa restlessly, and Bai Wenqiu sat on the sofa to prepare lessons: "Why did you come back so late?

"Go to the bar for fun." Xu Ning knew that Bai Wenqiu didn't like him going to the bar and hurriedly said, "The company will have a two-day long vacation next week, why don't you go skiing in La Grave?"

After he finished speaking, he felt complicated. When would the two-day statutory holiday be a long holiday for him, he thought that he would not attend class if he wanted to, and at worst let Song Zui answer for him.

Bai Wenqiu closed his notebook and nodded, "I'll be off next week."

Seeing that Bai Wenqiu agreed, Xu Ning continued, "Song Zui has never gone out to play, so I think I will bring him with me when I go to Lagrave this time."

It was the first time that Song Zui didn't answer his call, and he felt a sense of guilt and wanted to make up for the other party. He had never felt this way about the forbearance of the young man in the past.

"I thought we were the only ones going."

Bai Wenqiu spoke suddenly.

"He's lived with my uncle for a while, and he usually doesn't leave the house." Xu Ning said hesitantly, "I feel sorry for him in my heart."

Bai Wenqiu hummed without seeing his expression.

Xu Ning breathed a sigh of relief and started to book a ticket to La Grave. He didn't message the boy because he thought the boy would definitely agree.

The next day Song Zui used his last steel coin to catch the bus to the dessert class. He liked to sit by the window and look at the Shanghai stock market, although he didn't know what is so beautiful about the skyscrapers.

When the bus arrived at the station, he put his schoolbag on his back and got off the bus. He ran into Assistant Fang at the gate of the bank. Assistant Fang asked, "Are you going to dessert class?"

He nodded.

"I'm going to the bank to do some business." Assistant Fang said, "Mr. He is having a meeting at the company, and I have to rush back later."

Hearing Mr. He's three words, the boy's fair ears moved: "Brother Fang, please say hello to Mr. He for me."

"no problem."

"By the way, I read a piece of news in the newspaper today. A seven-year-old boy was able to break an iron bar with his bare hands." He pretended to be calm and said.

Assistant Fang asked curiously, "How did you do this?"

"Because the middle of that iron rod is coated with chemicals, the ratio of concentrated sulfuric acid and nitric acid is [-]:[-], and a seven-year-old child can break it under a simple oxidation-reduction reaction." Song Zui emphasized the last half of the sentence.

"learnt."

Assistant Fang waved goodbye. After Assistant Fang entered the bank, the boy walked up to the elevator in the building. There were as many people as usual on weekends, so he could only stand in the corner.

When he walked to Feng Siwen and sat down, the teacher of the dessert class just started to give a lecture: "Today I am going to teach you how to make a layered cake. You must control the temperature of the egg liquid so that you can make a beautiful layered layer cake." , Pay attention to straighten your back so that it looks good."

The people in the class tried to practice, and the poses were more beautiful than the other, and the things that could be made were all kinds of strange. Most of the people looked enviously at the thousand-layer cake that was gradually taking shape in the young man's hands.

From time to time, someone came over to ask for advice. Song Zui shared his notes. After class, Feng Siwen couldn't restrain his excitement and asked, "Do you know who they are?"

"slacker student."

The boy confirmed.

In his opinion, as long as the ratio of raw materials is accurate, you can make delicious desserts, which is not much different from doing chemical experiments. The only thing you need is seriousness.

"There is the wife of the president of the bank, the wife of the president of Shanghai University, and the wife of the actor." Feng Siwen whispered.

A normal person would definitely be surprised by the contacts in the dessert class, but the young man pondered for a while and said, "A rich scumbag?"

Feng Siwen: ...

On the other hand, Assistant Fang returned to the company, and he handed the wooden food box to He Shanting: "I heard a news today that a seven-year-old child broke a steel bar with his bare hands, which seems to be related to some chemical reaction principle."

He didn't know anything about science, he could only remember one chemical reaction principle, and couldn't remember the others.

He Shanting looked at the food box and frowned slightly.

Assistant Fang took out the silver-plated tableware of the previous year from Shan Ruliu, and even used antiques for simple meals in the company. He can't guarantee that He Shanting is the boss with the highest salary, but he can guarantee that he must be the boss who is the most picky about food and clothing. .

The man with a mixed face cut open the wagyu beef gracefully with a knife and fork, took a sip of his wine and asked, "Did Song Zui tell you?"

"How do you know?" Assistant Fang's tone revealed surprise, "He also asked me to say hello to you."

He Shanting didn't speak, Song Zui didn't know where he learned to please people, like a little fox with its tail in a daze.

Because Song Zui didn't have any points on him, Song Zui walked back, and there were rarely five or six calls from Xu Ning on the screen. He didn't really want to see this name, so he silently blacklisted Xu Ning.

But this month's living expenses came from the bank card, and the young man looked at the balance of 5 yuan and pulled Xu Ning out of the blacklist.

He transferred most of the funds and kept 2000 yuan for living expenses for himself. With Xu Ning's stipend, he can buy physics books and buy physics equipment without being too embarrassed.

Song Zui dug out a crumpled account book, carefully listed the budget for this month on it, and opened the interpersonal book to study in a good mood.

——When your relationship is heating up, sending a gift with thoughtful words will have an incredible effect. Don’t be afraid to spend money, the other party is the most important thing, isn’t it?

Although he had doubts about whether he and He Shanting were in a warming period, he still left a generous budget for gifts when he saw the last line.

After buying the physics book, the teenager saw a famous brand tie on the Internet. There is always no mistake in giving the tie. When he opened the page to pay, he paused slightly, and reluctantly paid 780 yuan.

The speed of shopping online is very fast. Within two days, he received large and small packages of things. He sent the gifts to the study room immediately, and wrote thoughtful words in the gift box.

Assistant Fang who came out of the study was not used to seeing him: "Are you here to give gifts again?"

The young man nodded.

"What did you send this time?"

Assistant Fang asked while looking at the beautifully packaged box.

"tie."

He thought for a while and added: "A designer tie."

Even if he didn't understand why things tied to shirts were so expensive, he could buy eleven copies of "Analytical Mechanics", but it's not wrong to give expensive gifts. He thought of middle-aged and elderly thermos cups and became unsure.

Hearing this, Assistant Fang had a troubled expression on his face, and he kindly reminded the boy: "Mr. He's ties are only handmade in Italy."

The air suddenly stagnated, and the curly hair on Song Zui's head fell down listlessly. Just as he was struggling with what to do, a cold sentence came from the study: "You can let it go."

There is a hint of reluctance.

The young man couldn't help but think in his heart, if Mr. He went to sea, he would be worth a hundred thousand dollars, and ordinary people really couldn't afford it.