The boss was picked up again!

Kui Yin was still communicating with Yolanda as usual, watching her dance in front of her and trying to express her meaning, and finally made a three-finger kneading movement with her hands, opening and closing them continuously.

"What does this mean?" Kui Yin wondered, pinching her index and middle fingers with her thumb, "Play?" Looking at Yolanda's bright eyes, Kui Yin guessed that she had guessed right, but she really couldn't understand this. What is the meaning of the action.

"I'll get it for you." Ruhr understood, got up and left the bedroom.

Just as Ruhr left the room, Yolanda suddenly grabbed Quinn's hand, pointed towards the door, and then made a gesture of drinking water, "Do you want to drink water?"

Yolanda shook her head, and wrote a word—'Porto'—on Quinn's palm.

'Porto?Why the sudden mention of alcohol? Kuiyin was still in doubt, thinking of the wine cabinet that was displayed without rules when he was waiting. At the same time, Ruhr entered the room, and when Kuiyin looked up, Yolanda was that A harmless smile.

"What she said should be this. I'm studying how this little thing is folded." Ruhr handed 'Southeast, Northwest' to Kuiyin, "Tang Nuo played it for her before, and she has always been interested in this little game." Concerned about."

When Kui Yin heard Tang Nuo's name, she took the gadget, "Ah, Tang Nuo likes to play with this kind of children's things." Tang Nuo herself was no different from a child.

Ruhr watched Kuiyin tore a piece of paper from his work record book and folded it out in twos and twos, "unexpected ingenuity."

"Do you like this thing?" Kuiyin ignored Ruhr, gathered her skirt and sat on the ground with Yolanda, Ruhr took a look, put his coat on her lap and left, "I still Will come often so I can teach you a lot of this little thing..."

Ruhr closed the door, blocking the sound inside, sensitively aware of a sticky gaze like stagnant water firmly grasping himself, and turned his head to see the cat standing in the corridor looking at him.

"Look at what?"

The cat snorted, and the air that was coming towards Ruhr was a bit chilly, which he rarely felt, "Mr. Ruhr, can I go in too?" Like a devastated porcelain doll, with complete features, there is indeed an indescribable sense of disobedience and distortion.

Ruhr hesitated for a moment, "Yes." After the cat entered, the child's expression remained the same. Only She Yaowen could stand it, and he was wary of a child?This is too much of a thing... Ruhr laughed at himself, shook his head and went to deal with his official duties.

The moment the cat entered the room, Kuiyin caught Yolanda's stiff expression, but quickly restrained himself. Kuiyin knew what kind of emotion this expression contained—fear.

'Why is Yolanda afraid of cats? '

"Can I play with you guys?"

Yolanda nodded quickly, and Kuiyin was puzzled again, 'Since I'm afraid...why should I agree?There may be something about these two children that I don't know. '

Ruhr was at the desk, not in the mood to deal with those trivial matters, looking at the pieces of paper he tore on the desk, recalling what Kui Yin did just now, he was a little awkward to imitate...

"It seems that my hands are too stupid." Ruhr was a little discouraged. He rubbed the things in his hand and threw them into the wastebasket. Is that enough?" He laughed angrily at his own stupid behavior.

The phone ring interrupted Ruhr's self-discipline, "Yu Weihong?"

The sound of equipment running came from the other end of the phone, and Yu Weihong's voice came out at the right time, "Mr. Ruhr, our first order of tobacco is ready. Do you want to send it directly to Taxing or..." Yu Weihong Waiting for Ruhr to give an order, but Ruhr kept silent, Yu Weihong thought it was a bad signal, "Mr. Ruhr, listen..."

"Press the warehouse first." Ruhr interrupted Yu Weihong's words.

Yu Weihong was a little surprised, this is not the same as what he said at the beginning, "Then shall we continue with our second order?"

"Pause first." The pen in Ruhr's hand slid back and forth on his fingertips, showing the owner's hesitation everywhere, "The volume of an order is already very large, so we can't continue."

"But we were already planning to send the cigarettes to Taxing." Yu Weihong didn't know why he was a little anxious, "Then those partners have negotiated harmoniously, and when our cigarettes arrive at Taxing, they will buy them and disperse them. ..."

The pen in Ruhr's hand paused, "Did I ask you to do this?"

Yu Weihong was a little dazed, and re-read Ruhr's words in his mind before, but he still couldn't find the source of Ruhr's words, "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you mean."

With a chuckle from Ruhr, Yu Weihong raised his heart to his throat, "Did I ask you to contact the partner?"

--'Oops! '

Yu Weihong panicked and almost lost his grip on the phone in his hand, "I, because I was wondering if I could do more for you..."

"Oh?" Ruhr put down his pen, "Do you want to claim credit from me? Or... you want to profit from it?"

"Profit? Nothing! All I do is for the profit of the Ruhr business."

"How is Tang Nuo?" Ruhr changed the subject, without even considering whether Yu Weihong's heart could bear such ups and downs, "Have you treated my Tang Nuo well?"

Yu Weihong didn't care about the distance between himself and Ruhr, and he didn't know who he pointed to, "I took good care of you." Then he remembered that he picked up the candy that fell out of Qingyanglin's pocket yesterday , told Ruhr about this, "Excuse me... Is it possible for Qingyang Lin to make friends with Mu Ticha's people?"

"You feel?"

"I guess it's possible."

Ruhr laughed, "You know that Qingyanglin can move between me and Weiss, so it's not an idiot." The first time he saw Qingyanglin, he was only 20 years old, and he wanted to get it from himself. It's a little funny to think of taking the black line, or blowing up your own cruise ship, "So, why should he be suspicious of his friendship with Mu Ticha?"

Yu Weihong didn't know what Qingyanglin was doing at that time, so he naturally didn't understand why Ruhr would pretend to be familiar with Qingyanglin, "Then Tang Nuo..."

"You have a lot of questions."

"Tang Nuo is also a difficult thorn."

Ruhr just sighed, "But he's so cute, I don't even have the heart to attack him, so how could Muticha?"

Naturally, Yu Weihong had nothing else to say. After hanging up the phone, his expression was quite ugly... One reason was that he had invited a lot of partners who were willing to cooperate with him at this party because of the problems that occurred when discussing business tonight. , Now Ruhr won't ship if he can't ship it, don't say he can't explain it, even the candy distributed last night lost money!Secondly...how can Tang Nuo please Ruhr? !

"Stop production." Yu Weihong suppressed the anger in his heart.

The workshop manager didn't have the slightest insight, "Why?"

"Just use the money to do things." Yu Weihong was so angry that his teeth ached. Seeing that it was time for dinner, he still had to go back to the guest house.

As the temperature rose, Tang Nuo felt that he could no longer feel the chill of spring, and there was some earthy smell only in summer mixed with the dampness of the air.

"Will it rain today?"

"Maybe." Qingyang Lin responded casually to Tang Nuo's words, and the way they got along had reached the point where they were as natural as missing their family members.

Qingyang Lin was facing the computer, looking at the red, green, and green increases on it, and was typing on the keyboard to communicate with Tuke. Their fakes, even if they are fakes, have to pretend to be more genuine than the real ones, and the battle is huge. From the outside, it seems that Qingyang Lin is extremely concerned about Weiss's property.

"And... a little more than a day, I can go home." Tang Nuo raised his voice, but gradually lowered his voice, "Although I can go home, I am not happy at all. I seem to be hugging Mumu and Tang Sugar, the soft touch is also too healing."

"Qingqiu is taking care of them at home, you can ask him to take a video for you." Qingyang Lin unconsciously raised his lips, "It's really like a mother who is worried about her children."

Tang Nuo lay on the balcony, took out the cigarette butts from the ashtray, and painted on the Roman pillars, "I don't want to go back to that home."

"Then which home do you want to go back to?"

"It was blown away by the gas." The soot left gray black on the handrail, and Tang Nuo drew out a stick figure of a house, "I feel that the house is gone, and my heart is empty."

Although Qingyang Lin deeply felt the same way, he didn't say it outright like Tang Nuo. Ever since they met, Tang Nuo has moved into his home for very subtle or coincidental reasons, although some coincidences are true. It was man-made, but Qingyang Lin never regretted that he used some tricks to let Tang Nuo come to his side to give the cold home decoration a human atmosphere.

"Do you like living there?" Qingyang Lin asked seemingly casually.

Tang Nuo buried her mouth in the crook of her arm, and said sullenly, "I like it."

Qingyang Lin is thinking that there may be unsold houses nearby...or should he repair the original house?

"After we go back, we're going to attend the wedding." Tang Nuo ramblingly said, "I don't want to pluck the hair on my legs anymore!" After complaining, Tang Nuo felt that his calf was plucked. Faintly swollen and painful.

"No need, I was joking before, I wanted you to wear a skirt." Qingyang Lin smiled, with a little disappointment that the trick had not yet succeeded, "But I don't want you to be seen wearing a skirt by others, your skin Showing too much."

"roll!"

Tang Nuo turned her head to the side, her hair was blown to one side by the wind, her eyes could only half-close her eyes, Qingyang Lin's fingers brushed over the position of her chest, kind of...

The comfort of the early summer wind being poured into the chest.