Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

It cannot be said to be the breath of death pervading the study room, but it is not much better than death. Birds and beasts will fall straight to the ground and turn their bellies if they touch it a little.

What Assistant Fang could be sure of was that his boss, who had never changed his face during the hearing, looked extremely indifferent at this time, and his strange-colored pupils were like a sea of ​​unknown brewing.

He knew He Shanting's moody temperament, and he was sweating for Song Zui outside the study, and he couldn't help him now.

But the young man outside the study stood there very calmly. It is the tradition of the Hua Kingdom not to reach out and hit smiling faces.

Now that accepting his gift is the first step towards the establishment of friendly relations, it is equivalent to writing an explanation on the blank test paper and preparing to answer the question.

He knew the truth that more haste makes less speed, for example, the acceleration of particles in an electric field requires a corresponding magnetic field strength.

Because he didn't see Assistant Fang coming out for a long time, he went back to the attic and sat down. He even did a page of questions and was about to turn to the next page.

Feng Siwen called to complain: "He doesn't come back every night and still says he's working. Does anyone have a work shirt with lipstick marks? He also complained that I was suspicious all day long. Will Xu Ning do the same?"

For someone like Feng Siwen, he just needs to listen quietly. Song Zui listened to the phone with one hand.

"I remembered that you went to Mr. He's place now." Feng Siwen couldn't hold back his gossip, "I'm curious what kind of person Mr. He likes, and I've never heard of anyone he's interested in. Have you been in contact with each other?"

"No."

The boy thought for a while and added rigorously: "But today I gave a gift."

"what gift?"

"A thermos cup for middle-aged and elderly people."

Hearing that there was no voice on the phone, Feng Siwen was so frightened that his voice was trembling: "You don't think Mr. He is 50 years old, do you? He is only 24 years old this year."

Song Zui's expression slowly froze.

He didn't write down a solution on the blank test paper. He told the examiner that you were too old and tore up the test paper.

He never thought that He Shanting was not much older than Xu Ning at all, he could only hope that Master He Shanting had a lot, and he went to the door of the study to make amends.

The door of the study room was half open, and the people in the room seemed to have sensed his arrival, and a sound of footsteps approached slowly.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. For some reason, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, like a drum beating in his heart. Before he had time to think about it for a second——

The door slammed shut.

The hair on the boy's head was shaken, forming an upward arc, and he felt that his days in the He family were officially counted down.

Song Zui walked to his room and sat down, carefully counting his property. He only had 800 yuan, which was not enough for him to rent a house in Shanghai.

He hesitated for a while to call Xu Ning, and a patient voice came from the phone: "Did you tell my uncle that you would stay until October?"

"No."

"Why don't you take my words at ease?" Xu Ning's voice lost its softness before, "Don't think that you can come back and live if you don't say anything, I don't have time to listen to your explanation, if my uncle doesn't let you go back to the southwest by yourself. "

He looked at the simple physical balance on the desk. The weight could not bear the gravity and turned to the other side. Before he could speak, he hung up the phone.

The boy silently packed his luggage.

Assistant Fang in the study was sorting out the documents, looking at the closed door, he couldn't help but ask, "Why are you fussing over a child?"

He Shanting closed the door and paused.

"Middle-aged and elderly people have a bad temper."

Assistant Fang: ...

He tried to make amends for Song Zui: "What does a child know, he must have heard what the people around him said. Xu Ning said that this child has soft ears, so he will do what others say."

He Shanting raised his eyes thoughtfully.

On the other side, Xu Ning ended the call involuntarily.

Bai Wenqiu, who was sitting next to him, asked: "Did my return to China cause you a lot of trouble? Or I can find a house next to the company by myself, and it won't be too troublesome."

"Don't think too much."

Xu Ning eagerly denied it.

"It's fine if you don't have one." Bai Wenqiu's voice was flat, "Going back to the southwest is actually pretty good, it's better than staying with Mr. He, at least you can go back and see your relatives and friends."

Xu Ning's eyes showed admiration, Bai Wenqiu was always so careful, no wonder everyone praised Bai Wenqiu all the time.

"Let's not talk about him." He sat a little closer to Bai Wenqiu, "You will have an internship tomorrow, and I will pick you up from get off work later."

Even though Bai Wenqiu lived in the villa, he was always lukewarm towards him, he wanted to get closer as if being scratched by a cat, and had no time to pay attention to Song Zui.

Originally, the temperature in June was high, and the air was hot and hot when the two of them were next to each other. When Xu Ning couldn't help but kiss, the phone rang suddenly.

His brows couldn't stop showing trouble, but when he swiped open the screen and saw the name, Xu Ning immediately went out to answer the phone, bowed his head and said hello, "Uncle, what do you want me to do?"

A man's indifferent voice came from the phone: "Go to Tianyuan for an internship by yourself during the summer vacation."

Hearing these words, Xu Ning felt that the future was gloomy. As a rich second generation with no worries about food and clothing, he had no intention of making progress. As long as he didn't cause trouble for his family, he would be a good boy.

But he really didn't have the guts to refuse his uncle's order. If his father found out, he would definitely tie him up with bamboo sticks and throw him to Tianyuan. If he still refused, his father would have another one.

When he returned to the living room, Bai Wenqiu said with a slight smile in his voice, "Our company gets off work very late, and we have to work overtime at night during the busy season."

"It's too late for you to regret it now."

Bai Wenqiu looked at him intently, Xu Ning didn't know how to speak, although emotionally told him to deny, but he finally opened his mouth and said: "I'm sorry I can't pick you up, my uncle suddenly asked me to go to an internship .”

Bai Wenqiu's face froze.

Xu Ning was in a state of distress, his words sounded like he was regretting sophistry, he didn't understand how his uncle, who was usually high above him, suddenly cared about him.

Song Zui packed up his things in the room, he packed all his things into the suitcase, and walked out the door with the suitcase.

When he walked into the main hall, he happened to bump into Assistant Fang, who asked in a puzzled tone, "Why are you moving away? Mr. He likes your gift very much."

"I know it all."

"Are you talking about the gift?" Assistant Fang comforted him seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, "I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to blame yourself too much."

"Last time, I heard you guys say who you want to send away."

The teenager pursed his lips.

This stumped Assistant Fang. He probably never said anything about sending someone away. After all, there are only two people living in such a big house.

"Curly hair."

"A pointed chin."

Song Zui reminded softly that he was not very satisfied with his chin, his ideal type was Schwarzenegger, with a heroic square chin.

"You mean that German curly cat?"

Assistant Fang finally came to his senses. He still had a headache when he thought of this. It is not so easy to find a good home for a cat these days. Either he has no experience or the family relationship is too complicated.

He chose several people but was not satisfied, so he couldn't help complaining bitterly to Song Zui: "Someone gave Mr. He a German curly cat. You don't know how obedient it is, lying on the desk without moving, but Mr. He Let me send it away."

"The one you want to send away... is the cat?"

Assistant Fang asked: "Otherwise, what else?"

The boy who was about to pack up and go out:? ? ?

It turned out that it was just a false alarm. Song Zui heaved a sigh of relief, but the breath was not completely let go. The assistant below sighed: "However, Mr. He was very unhappy when he received the gift, and he may not know who he will send it to in the future."

juvenile:…………