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Tang Yuan was honored to be the "friend" who helped carry the luggage.

Although he would be nervous when meeting people, Sang Qingshi showed him Zhong Minzhi's message, and he still volunteered to help, and followed Sang Qingshi to pick up people early on Saturday morning.

Zhong Minzhi called them to have breakfast together, and only then did Tang Yuan realize that there were so many people living in Sang Qingshi's house. All he saw was a housekeeper, a nanny, and a driver, not the "auntie alone at home" as he thought. ".

He felt guilty for taking up Sangqing for two nights, and he finally felt better.

The old house of the Sang family is different from the purely modern style villa that Sang Qing lived in. It is a Chinese courtyard with a rather classical charm.Blue bricks and black tiles, copper locks and carved windows, elegant and magnificent, Tang Yuan looked stupid before entering the door.

Finally, he understood why Sang Qingshi had a lot of money, but his body didn't smell of copper, but his temperament was so outstanding.The growing environment of this childhood is too romantic!

In order not to look like a country bumpkin, he is obviously interested in everything, but he dare not look around all the time. After leaving, Zhong Minzhi said that he could ask Sang Qing to bring him back to play again, and that the flowers in the yard bloomed very much in spring and summer. It's beautiful, if they don't come back, it's a pity that no one rewards them.

Tang Yuan took it as an ordinary polite remark, thanked him, but didn't take it to heart.

When he and Sang Qing were about to get into Zhong Minzhi's driver's car and rolled up their sleeves to help with work, they found that there was not as much luggage as he thought. It was just a large suitcase, and the one Zhong Minzhi had brought when he came. Carry-on suitcase.

He was puzzled for a moment, and quickly figured it out. Although he had never been abroad, he felt that the procedures for taking an international flight must be troublesome. With multiple people and multiple helpers, Zhong Minzhi might just want to feel at ease.

The highway to the airport was a bit of a traffic jam, but luckily they left a few hours earlier, and chatted with Zhong Minzhi with Sang Qingshi on the way.

Tang Yuan looks fair and well-behaved. He has been liked by grandmas and mothers since he was a child. Even the aunt who cooks in the cafeteria sees his hand shaking and heals. He either scoops up a few more pieces of meat for him, or the tomato on his plate Scrambled eggs always have more eggs than others.So he instinctively got close to the female elders, and after chatting for a few words, he let go of his restraint, forgot all the embarrassing things before, and sat in the car with Zhong Minzhi and chatted happily.

"Auntie, why did you leave after only staying for a few days?" Tang Yuan counted, and it was less than a week.

"I just came back to see Qingshi. There are still a lot of jobs in Los Angeles, and I won't be away for too long."

What Zhong Minzhi said was half true and half false, it was true because she was busy, but her original plan was to stay for more than ten days to accompany her bachelor son.

After hearing this, Tang Yuan said emotionally: "It's really not easy to do business. Mr. Sang is also very busy. He often works overtime until midnight and has a lot of entertainment."

When he was talking and glanced at Sang Qing who didn't interrupt much, he didn't realize that saying so would reveal that they lived together.But Sang Qingshi was checking Zhong Minzhi's weather in Los Angeles with his mobile phone, and he just looked at him with a natural expression and smiled.

"Yes, when I was young, I was deeply influenced by my father and me, and I liked to do things myself since I was a child." Zhong Minzhi looked back at Tang Yuan and asked: "You are only a sophomore, have you thought about what kind of work you will do in the future? Do you want to do it too? Business?"

Sang Qing looked sideways at Tang Yuan, as if curious about his answer.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that I have never asked Tang Yuan about his future plans, mainly no matter what path Tang Yuan chooses, he will support him.Whether he wants to step into the workplace and make a career, or stay at home to eat, drink, drink and sleep, he doesn't need him to make money, and he doesn't think he is lazy.

Sang Qingshi knows better than anyone how hardworking and hardworking Tang Yuan is.If Tang Yuan is a reward from heaven, then I am willing to be fate's compensation to Tang Yuan.

If you want to study, let him keep reading, if you want to go into business and politics, plan for him to pave the way, if you want a good resume, arrange a decent position for him in the Sang Corporation. In short, Tang Yuan should have no worries in his future life Live without worry.

Tang Yuan shook his head and said he didn't want to do business.

Since Sang Qing shouldered all his expenses and had more time, he began to study his professional courses seriously and began to plan the topic of his graduation thesis.

He said very seriously: "I want to stay in our school as a counselor. I can keep the graduate school for two years, and then work and study at the same time, and then apply for a teaching assistant. If I can get a doctorate, I will apply for a lecturer promotion. I was able to become an associate professor before, and I became a professor at the age of 35."

Both Zhong Minzhi and Sang Qingshi were taken aback, not because they thought Tang Yuan was dreaming, but seeing his soft temper, they forgot that he was also a winner who fought his way through the college entrance examination army.

"It's good, it's good to be a teacher. It's nine to five years and two holidays. It's still respected. Auntie wishes you to realize your wish as soon as possible." With admiration.

Sang Qingshi lowered his head and smiled, unexpectedly, his little glutinous rice balls had a lot of stuffing in their stomachs, and they had their own ideas.If his mother and the driver were not present, he really wanted to hold Tang Yuan in his arms and rub him.It's good, being a teacher won't be too hard, and the interpersonal relationship is not complicated, it suits him very well.The Sang family has several generations of merchants, and the Zhong family is mostly politicians. The family has never had a college teacher, and Tang Yuan is expected to be the first.

"Thank you, auntie." Tang Yuan was a little embarrassed when he talked about his ideals with someone for the first time. He smiled shyly and secretly glanced at Sang Qing.

The traffic flow was still not smooth, but fortunately they arrived at the airport on time after chatting and laughing. Zhong Minzhi told the driver not to get out of the car, and asked Sang Qingshi and Tang Yuan to see him off, and promised to send them back later.

Sang Qingshi dragged the fucking big suitcase, Tang Yuan snatched the small one, and Zhong Minzhi walked gracefully into the international flight building with only a small bag on his shoulders.

After changing the boarding pass and checking the luggage, the time is almost up.Zhong Minzhi is in the first-class cabin, so he doesn't need to wait in line for the security check, and he can enter the VIP channel at any time.

"Tang Yuan, when you are on vacation, call Qingshi to bring you and Sang Ye to play in Los Angeles." Zhong Minzhi looked at his son in a blink of an eye, "Don't worry about your father, I will do his ideological work. Unite with you."

Just as Sang Qing was about to say something, Tang Yuan next to him was suddenly bumped into the shoulder by a girl running from behind recklessly, and staggered suddenly.

Sang Qingshi's eyesight was sharp and his hands quickly supported Tang Yuan, and took his hand to bring him into his arms.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm a little anxious if I don't catch the plane." The girl herself was hit hard, her expression twisted in pain, and she couldn't stop apologizing to Tang Yuan.

Seeing that she was in such a hurry, Tang Yuan hurriedly said, "I'm fine, you hurry to catch the plane!"

The girl ran forward in a panic, Tang Yuan moved his right shoulder and couldn't help hissing, it really hurt.She wanted to reach out and rub it, only to realize that her hand was being held by Sang Qingshi, half of her body was leaning against his chest.

And Zhong Minzhi was watching them.

"Are you okay?" Sang Qing asked Tang Yuan while lowering her head.

Tang Yuan came to his senses and hurriedly jumped half a step away to shake off Sang Qingshi's hand.

Sang Qing was worried that Tang Yuan would be injured, so he couldn't care about anything else, so he took Tang Yuan's hand and dragged him back, "Does your shoulder hurt?"

Tang Yuan peeked at Zhong Minzhi nervously, and was about to shake Sang Qingshi's hand again.

"If you want to hold hands, hold hands." Zhong Minzhi said, with a gentle smile in his eyes, and when he looked at Tang Yuan and Sang Qing, he said, "Don't worry about what others think."

Although she has only seen two sides of the little boy in front of her, she is far from understanding him, but she believes in her son's vision and judgment.The person who can break through his fortified defenses, walk into his heart, and touch all the emotions in the corners of his eyes and brows must have his own extraordinary advantages, regardless of his background, experience, age or gender.

Her son was happy, and that was enough.

Sang Qingshi was magnanimous, her hands tightened so tightly that Tang Yuan couldn't break free, "Mom, thank you."

Tang Yuan was stunned for a long time, looking at Sang Qing and then at Zhong Minzhi, only to recall it belatedly.He thought that he hid it very well, and that he could give birth to such a shrewd son as Sang Qingshi, so Aunt Zhong couldn't be fooled!

Tang Yuan was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die, so he couldn't help but ask with a blushing face, "Auntie, when did you find out?"

"Stop talking, so as not to embarrass you." Zhong Minzhi smiled slyly, lowered his head and opened his handbag, took out a light pink note from the interlayer and stuffed it to Tang Yuan, "I went hiking yesterday, and I asked for it for you on the way." .”

"Stop talking, I'm going in to visit the duty-free shop, you can go on your own!" Said, waved goodbye to the two children, and walked lightly towards the security checkpoint.

Tang Yuan looked down at the note, and read it in a low voice: "It's made in heaven to match people's longevity, to spend a good month, to have a safe house, to be lucky, to sign No. 90 Jiugua?"