Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

Assistant Fang wore a pair of platinum half-rim glasses. When he pushed the lenses and looked ahead, there was nothing on the road, and he felt a little panicked.

He withdrew his eyes and caught a glimpse of the faintly curved lips of the man in the back seat, and became even more terrified. He hurriedly changed the topic: "Do you need to ask the kitchen to buy something back?"

"no need."

Assistant Fang was about to ask why when he heard He Shanting say, "Make some Chinese food."

He murmured in his heart that his boss lived abroad and was used to Western food since he was a child, and there was no rice prepared in the manor, so he could eat if there was no food, and besides... how did he know that Song Zui wanted to change his taste?

Suddenly his cell phone rang, and Assistant Fang didn't have time to think about Song Zui, because the news that LE had extended the suspension came from the phone, and he worriedly asked, "Do you still want to buy?"

Although the director who revealed the news of the acquisition was resolved at yesterday's meeting, the acquisition of LE is still in progress, and there is a dilemma because of the leak.

Although the newspapers criticized the suspension of trading to prevent the acquisition from hindering the normal operation of the capital market, the management did not take any action to resume trading. The longer the suspension, the greater the financial pressure. It can be said that closing your eyes is procrastinating.

The best way is to discuss with the management of LE to see if it is possible to sell the shares in hand. Although more or less concessions will be made, the losses will not be serious.

But obviously He Shanting is not a person who can be estimated by common sense, but he just casually said: "I plan to make a tender offer."

Assistant Fang's eyes showed surprise. Tender offer bypassing the management to issue an offer to shareholders is not only not used much in the domestic market, but even in foreign countries it is only a means of starting the acquisition rather than an ultimatum.

He looked at the calm face and sighed.

It seems that there is no need to eat today.

The young man, who thought he hadn't attracted anyone's attention, walked into the door and carried two bags of rice into the top cabinet of the storage room, so that no one would find that he had put something in it.

He calculated the time and took advantage of no one in the kitchen to prepare porridge, because he had never cooked porridge before, so he found a recipe on the Internet for comparison.

Two thousand one hundred milliliters of water.

The temperature is burned to ninety degrees.

Finally, add fifteen grams of salt.

The boy took out the rigor of the chemical experiment, poured the materials accurately even though there was no measuring cup at hand, snapped the lid on the small pot, and recited the words silently while watching the fire.

At this moment, the door opened quietly. He didn't expect that someone would come in and froze in place. The servant who came in was stunned and said thoughtfully: "We just need to come."

A servant of the Xu family would definitely ask questions, but the other party didn't ask a word, so he pretended to be calm and went to sit on a chair outside.

With the considerate help of the servants, his ordinary white porridge was processed into squid roe seafood porridge, which filled the table with a rich aroma.

Song Zui saw that only his own tableware was placed on the table and asked, "Am I the only one eating?"

The servant cherished words like gold and hummed.

He picked up the ebony chopsticks, and there was a sumptuous Chinese meal on the table, including wine stuffed tofu, baked lobster in soup, and sweet and sour sweet and sour pork. Different foods were served by the same style of tableware.

He Shanting should be a very particular person. The carpets in the dining room are all made of Kashmir wool, which complements the murals on the ceiling. Xu Ning will put them out more.

Although he was finally able to eat a Chinese meal, but considering the slow blood flow in the brain after a full stomach would affect the efficiency of learning, the boy restrained himself and put down his chopsticks.

The servants stood quietly in the shadows without making any movement. After eating, he remembered to ask, "How did you eat Chinese food today?"

"Mr. He asked me to do it."

A servant answered respectfully.

Before the boy had time to think about it, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside the restaurant. For some reason, he had an intuition that it was He Shanting.

He looked back subconsciously, but when someone came up the stairs, what he saw was only a corner of the expensive suit fabric that was blown away by the wind.

Because he didn't have time to practice listening when he went out in the afternoon, Song Zui walked back to his room at night to read a book in peace. He opened the suitcase to find the earphones for listening practice, and watered the roses under the skylight.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door of the room. He took off his earphones and went to open the door. Assistant Fang Fang stood outside the door.

"I didn't have time to ask you yesterday because I was busy with work. I just came to see you after get off work today. Is there anything you are not used to in life?"

The young man shook his head.

Assistant Fang sighed inwardly when he heard the answer. Song Zui was too afraid of causing trouble to others. He was obviously not familiar with the place in an unfamiliar environment, so he always stood still and said that I was fine.

He looked around the room subconsciously, and had to say that the boy is a person who knows how to live, unlike his boss who wants the best in everything, things are not expensive but neat and clean.

The originally messy and gloomy attic seemed to be revived after the boy moved in, and the little roses in the flower pots were also taken care of very well.

His gaze turned back to Song Zui, the young man was wearing a white sweater today, because of the soft material, he looked thin and thin, and looked extremely thin.

Although He Shanting is not a person who treats children harshly, if he promises his nephew to take care of his little boyfriend, he will do it, and there will be no big problem.

But his boss is usually busy with work and doesn't have time to ask questions, so he can only mention things by the side, otherwise he might not be able to remember. Thinking of this, the assistant tried his best to speak softly: "You don't have any burden living here."

The young man hummed.

"I won't disturb your rest." When he left, he recalled and told him, "You should be careful when you enter and exit the gate recently. It's best to let the guards see you off."

"what happened?"

The boy looked up and asked.

Assistant Fang hesitated for a while whether to tell Song Zui, but looking into the innocent and quiet eyes of the young man, he couldn't say no: "Don't be afraid when I tell you."

Song Zui nodded obediently.

"I saw something when I came back by car today." Assistant Fang began to speak after considering his words, "It should be a large ferocious wild animal. I can't tell what it looks like, and it can run upright."

The young man silently analyzed what kind of creature it was. The only large animal that can walk upright is the bear family. There are not many bears in the wild in China. Considering that the brown bear is two to three meters long, the most likely is a wild black bear.

Assistant Fang looked at Song Zui without saying a word, and regretted that he shouldn't have said this: "Maybe I was wrong. I don't know how the security was so tight. The guards checked the surveillance and said they didn't find it."

Song Zui pondered and asked, "Any other characteristics?"

Assistant Fang recalled it carefully, and it can remind me that this child is so weak after all: "It appeared around 35:[-], and the body color seems to be white."

Song Zui suddenly felt that something was wrong. This time was about the time when he was carrying his things and ran into the door. Assistant Fang didn't notice anything unusual and said, "By the way, the hair on my head is still a little curly."

Hearing the last sentence, the boy straightened his hair silently.