I'm still a boss after I retire

Wen Xia lives day and night upside down, playing games at night until the early hours of the morning, and making up for sleep during the day.

In a daze, he felt his whole body shaking. He woke up suddenly and ran out without wearing his pants: "An earthquake? An earthquake?"

Uncle Wen stood behind him and yelled angrily, "What are you running for? Put on your pants!"

Wen Xia turned around, realizing that Uncle Wen was shaking him just now, with a displeased face, "Uncle Wen, what are you doing while I'm sleeping?"

Uncle Wen said: "Mr. is going to the city today. I just went to Aunt Niu's house to ask. Her husband drove to another place early in the morning. Today, Mr. Shijun can't sit for Prince Jun."

Wen Xia shrank back into the bed with bare legs, "So?"

Uncle Wen said: "I borrowed a car from other villagers, and you can take your husband into the city later."

Wen Xia's eyes widened, and he was completely awake in an instant, "Why me? Uncle Wen, you can't send it off."

Uncle Wen said: "The young master forgot that I have a leg problem, so I can only trouble you. After all, you are the only idler in the family."

Wen Xia hugged herself silently, "But I'm going to start a live broadcast later..."

Uncle Wen didn't seem to hear, "That's it, I'll talk to my husband later."

Wen Xia: "..."

After Uncle Wen left, Wen Xia immediately took out his mobile phone and sent his brother an emoticon pack of "Wang cried out immediately", "Brother!! I was bullied!!!"

Wen Zhuo replied with a question mark.

Wen Xia sent a voice over for more than a minute.

After a few minutes, Wen Zhuo replied coldly: "I'm in a meeting, what's the voice of the brat!"

Wen Xia thought to himself that you don't know how to convert speech to text, so he typed again and said the matter again, "Have I fallen to the point where I want to be a driver for my uncle?"

Wen Zhuo: "Kneel and lick, this is your honor."

Wen Xia: "I don't want to be a dog licker. I get nothing from a dog licker. Everyone in this family bullies me."

Wen Zhuo: "What is dog licking? Who are you calling a dog? What's wrong with everyone bullying you? Don't forget that you are a brat, and the world is prejudiced against brats, accept your fate!"

Wen Xia said angrily: "I want to sever brotherhood with you!!" Then he decisively turned off his phone, got out of bed and changed his clothes.

When Wen Xia went downstairs, Si Guyu was already eating breakfast at the dining table.

Uncle Wen asked from the side: "When is the master going to leave?"

Si Guyu said: "Go after eating, the sun will be strong after a while, let's dry it."

Uncle Wen nodded, "I found a car for you, and the young master will take you into the city later."

Hearing this, Si Guyu raised his eyelids, and glanced at Wen Xia lightly, "Can you do it, kid?"

Born with a golden key in his mouth, but because he was not guided well in values ​​when he was a child, he accidentally strayed off the road of growth. Now the young master of the Wen family who is studying next to the patriarch thinks disdainfully, how could there be a problem!

Who is he?

Won the title of "Drag Racing Party Little Overlord" in City A for three consecutive years, and the Qiuming Mountain Car God of City No. [-] Middle School!

Wen Xia showed a smile like an old driver, "Uncle, I can, you can rest assured to leave it to me."

Si Guyu raised the corner of his mouth, "Then I will trouble you."

It was rare for Uncle Wen to be kind to Wen Xia, and he gave him a big spoonful of rice, "Young Master, eat more."

Wen Xia didn't feel flattered, but rather terrified, feeling that Uncle Wen's attitude was not good.

According to Uncle Wen, the car was parked in front of the house, and Si Guyu and Wen Xia went out together after dinner.

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment.

Parked outside the door is a red-hot tricycle that looks like a fire phoenix waiting to soar in the sunlight.

The front is in the shape of a motorcycle, and a rectangular iron shell is attached to the rear of the buttocks, and the roof above it is flapped by the wind.

Wen Xia became angry, "Uncle Wen, what's the matter with these three jumpers? Am I going to pedal them into the city??"

Uncle Wen said: "There is no other means of transportation in the village, so you just make do with it, besides, the master didn't say anything."

Wen Xia looked back at Si Guyu, trying to see a trace of displeasure on his face, after all, he was the head of the Wen family worth hundreds of millions, and it would be too shabby to take a tricycle to enter the city.

Si Guyu returned him a faint smile.

Wen Xia: "..."

He gritted his teeth and resigned himself to riding up, "Come on, uncle."

The motorcycle in front was only big enough for one person, so Si Guyu climbed into the cargo box at the back. This bike should often pull people, and there were four or five old small wooden benches inside.

Si Guyu sat down casually, took out a pack of caramelized melon seeds, and started nibbling.

Wenxia couldn't light the fire for a long time, and the little Phoenix seemed to be a dead bird, and there was no movement after two bangs.

Si Guyu watched Wenxia humming and humming for a long time, but couldn't stand it anymore, "Push it forward a few steps, and it will start when it gets hot."

Wen Xia let out an "oh", and saw Si Guyu sitting firmly on a mountain, such a big guy, let him push it alone?

Wen Xia just found it incredible, but didn't dare to complain, so he could only push the tricycle forward with all his strength.

In fact, it was not as difficult as imagined, the wheels rolled slowly, Si Guyu held a handful of melon seeds in his hand, and his body shook slightly as the car moved forward.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Si Guyu thought to himself, his young master is really cute and stupid, it would be a pity not to bully him more.

After waiting for a long time, Wen Xia finally succeeded on the road on the three-legged bungee. Feeling the biting cold wind blowing on his cheeks, Wen Xia barely regained a trace of his dignity as the god of Tyumen Cheshan.

The sun was getting hotter and hotter, Si Guyu picked up a colorful silk scarf under the seat, I don't know which aunt left it, he didn't dislike it, shook the ashes on it, folded it around his face, only showing a pair of eyes.

"Uncle." More than half an hour later, Wen Xia said, "Can I go to the live broadcast? I haven't had time to ask for leave." Fearing that Si Guyu would disagree, he hurriedly said, "Do you have to be trustworthy? I can't." Let them wait in vain, so they won't be so sad. I promise not to look at my phone, just turn on the video and let them see me!"

Si Guyu glanced at him and said without comment, "Okay."

"Thank you Uncle." Wen Xia was overjoyed. He found a place to park the car, took out the mobile phone holder prepared in advance, fixed the mobile phone on it, wiped his hair twice to tidy up his image, and clicked into the box called "Box World". live broadcast app.

Wenxia's popularity is quite high, and his ID is called "Xia Xiao Shaoye". As soon as he entered, many fans sent barrages and shouted, what do you miss, husband, you are handsome again today, little brother yp...

Seeing Si Guyu's eyes burning, such a little idiot has been live broadcasting how Big Brother Huang's Chinese pastoral dog slept the nearby bitches all day long, and he was chased by Aunt Niu's big white goose all over the village. There are so many girlfriend fans?

Just as Wen Xia cleared his throat and was about to speak, a white hand stretched out and took the phone over when he was not prepared.

Wen Xia: "???"

Fans of Wenxia saw a colorful silk scarf suddenly appearing in the camera, and then a man appeared on the screen, his entire head was wrapped in a silk scarf, only revealing a pair of beautiful and clear eyes.

They swiped the screen frantically, asking "Who are you?"

"Me?" Si Guyu raised his eyebrows, with a hint of frivolity in his voice, he said casually, "His uncle."

"Ahh! Uncle is so young!"

"What the hell is a colorful turban? But it feels like Uncle is a handsome guy!

Si Guyu ignored their messages, and said directly: "My kid is taking leave today, he sent me to the city so I can't broadcast live."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Wenxia: "Do you have anything to add?"

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "Small rocket, car, and villa!"

Si Guyu repeated it, and then quickly turned off the live broadcast.

Wen Xia thought aggrievedly, Uncle, you are an idiot and I can easily lose my fans.

Si Guyu seemed to see through his thoughts, and snorted coldly: "It's better to lose your life than to lose your life. You still want to live broadcast while driving? Kid, do you want me to press your head on the ground and rub it?"

Wen Xia: "..."

Half an hour later, the two entered the city, and Wen Xia rode on the motorway.

Wen Xia's face was flushed, whether it was from the cold wind or the sun.

Although the sun in this winter is not strong, it is too much for people to stand in the sun for a long time.

Si Guyu thoughtfully untied the silk scarf and tied it on Wen Xia.

……

Wen Zhuo was going to the subsidiary company for a meeting today. Unexpectedly, the new driver was not familiar with the road, and it took some time to make a detour.

The secretary, Ms. Huang, was sitting in the co-pilot, "President, these are the materials for today's meeting."

The driver was sweating profusely, "Mr. Wen is very sorry, I promise I will be there in 10 minutes!"

Given that he said the same thing 10 minutes ago, Wen Zhuo didn't bother to talk to him.

Secretary Huang's beautiful eyes stared at him coldly, and made a silent mouth shape - shut up.

The driver smiled at her flatteringly, and drove away after a few minutes of silence, "What's the matter with the tricycle in front? It rides so slowly and doesn't give way. How does this make the car behind drive?"

Honk the horn when you're done.

Wen Xia was upset when he heard that, and complained: "Press Nima, I have already accelerated as much as I can. Do you know that you can't drive too fast in the city? People in big cities nowadays have no patience at all, and sooner or later they will be bald! You Say it, Uncle?"

Si Guyu nodded, "Yes!"

Secretary Huang's eyes widened: "Young master?...and the chairman?"

Wen Zhuo heard the words and looked up.His stupid younger brother was riding a motorcycle wearing a strange silk scarf, and Si Guyu was sitting next to him, eating melon seeds leisurely.

Wen Zhuo lowered his head and privately messaged Si Guyu, "Do you want to take you?"

Si Guyu replied to him: "No."

Secretary Huang asked Wen Zhuo: "President, do we need to give them a ride?"

Wen Zhuo: "Don't worry about it, just keep going."

Wen Xia rode for a while, and the car behind him found a gap and passed him from the left.

Wen Xia took a look, "Uncle, that seems to be my brother's car!" He suddenly exerted force and rushed forward, "Brother! Brother! Look at me! Look back at me! My brother is here!"

What was left to Wen Xia was the back of Che Juechen and the exhaust.

Wen Xia sighed, and said to Si Guyu, "It's a pity that my brother didn't see me, otherwise letting him give us a ride would have shortened the time a lot."

Si Guyu: "..." Why did he suddenly feel guilty?

Si Guyu reflected on himself, did he bully this child too hard?

But what should I do? It's so fun to bully him!

Seeing Si Guyu's complicated expression, Wen Xia said, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Si Guyu sighed, "Find a place to park, and I'll ride for a while."

Wen Xia refused: "Forget it, it's almost here anyway."

The place Si Guyu was going to was located in a certain alleyway behind a certain large shopping mall.

According to Si Guyu's instructions, Wen Xia managed to find the place with a lot of twists and turns.

He looked at the door of the shop, except for a board with messy patterns painted on it, there was nothing else. "What does this store sell?"

Si Guyu walked into the store, "The kid is waiting outside, the things inside are not suitable for you."

Passing through the not-so-long aisle, the dim lights above the head flickered and made crackling sounds from time to time.

He walked to the end and pushed open an iron door, "Boss, are there any new products?"

The boss emerged from under the container, wearing an exquisite suit, with a commercial smile: "Mr. Si is here? Oh, it's been a long time since I saw you. There are new products, and there are quite a few." Turn on the light, and the room suddenly brightens up.

The store is not big, but all the products are neatly placed, and the price and performance are clearly written.

"How do you feel about the one I gave you last time? There is an upgraded version this time, do you want to consider giving it a try—" The boss winked at Si Guyu and showed a wretched smile.

Just as Si Guyu was about to speak, the sound of an object falling to the ground suddenly came from behind him, and the two of them looked back together——

Wen Xia stood there frantically, pointing at the buzzing and vibrating thing on the ground and shaking his head frantically, "I only touched it once, it did it by itself!"

Si Guyu said: "Pick it up, wipe it clean, and put it back in place."

When it was over, he turned his head and said to the boss: "Sorry, the younger generation in the family, for being negligent in discipline."

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