[The Pretender Lou Cheng] Non-public Notes

Returning to Ming Mansion after work, Mingcheng entered Minglou's room, and closed the door behind him, looking mysterious.

"What's wrong?" Minglou was sitting on the sofa reading a book, when he saw Mingcheng coming in, he put down the book in his hand and patted the place beside him.

Mingcheng walked over and sat down, rubbing his fingers non-stop, and asked, "Brother, what do you think I'm arguing with you for a while?"

Ming Lou was amused by his nervous look, and said, "Are you still good at quarreling? What do you want to quarrel with?"

"Speak lightly." Mingcheng curled his lips and muttered, "I don't dare to quarrel with you, I'm afraid that if you disagree with me, you'll roll up your sleeves and beat me up."

"Hey! I'm such a tyrant in your eyes?" Minglou squinted at Mingcheng in dissatisfaction. Seeing him shaking his head again and again, he opened the book and read it again, pretending to be casual and said, "Besides you and After being by my side for so many years, there is nothing dissatisfied? Just think of one. "

Mingcheng rolled his eyes, thought for a while, and blurted out, "Salary increase."

After hearing this, Minglou raised his head from the book, straightened his body, stretched the hem of his clothes, and cleared his throat. He slowly rolled the book in his hand into a tube shape, and stared at Mingcheng with an expression of "that's it". , laughed, "So you're really dissatisfied..."

Ming Cheng suddenly felt a pain in his back, and quickly waved his hands to explain, "No, no... You asked me to think of anything..." A pair of deer eyes raised slightly and looked at Minglou.

Only then did Minglou nod his head, let go of the scroll in his hand, and leaned back on the sofa.

Seeing that the eldest brother didn't intend to hit him anymore, Mingcheng moved closer to him again, and suggested, "Brother, how about... let's rehearse?"

Minglou let out a "puchi" laugh, raised his hand and patted the back of Mingcheng's head, and said, "You think this is acting, and you're still rehearsing."

Mingcheng rubbed his head and muttered softly, "Isn't it just acting."

Having said that, Minglou suddenly felt that "rehearsal" was interesting, and on a whim, he said to Mingcheng, "Then let me listen to what you say, and I'll see how you want to 'argue' with me."

With Minglou's consent, Mingcheng became serious. He cleared his throat, and although he lowered his voice, he still put on a look of unwillingness, as if he was really arguing. He thought about his words carefully, and spoke to Minglou. Said, "Every time I ask you for a salary increase, you lose your temper with me. Have you ever seen a senior secretary who has been working for so many years without a salary increase? I will go to the government office for that little salary. Going to the club is not enough, how much do I socialize every day? The welcome and sending are all paving the way for your work, have you ever taken a penny?"

"Are you trying to settle accounts with me? Whose family raised you, you settle accounts with me?!" Ming Lou also patted the coffee table with an angry look.

"Does that mean that your family raised me up, and I have to serve you for nothing?" Mingcheng continued to choke.

"That's right." Ming Lou spread out his hands with a face of "it should be" and sat on the sofa, crossing his legs, with an expression of "that's it, what can you do to me".

Mingcheng was suddenly interrupted by Minglou, and almost choked on his own saliva. He coughed, glanced at Minglou, and begged for mercy, "Brother, let's match our words, okay?"

Ming Lou nodded, agreeing, and continued with a stern face, "I'm not the one you're serving! If you want a raise, go to the Human Resources Department of the General Office and talk it out yourself!"

"That's not a matter of your words." Mingcheng retorted "angrily", and then softened his tone again, "Okay, you don't want to raise your salary, right? You can always lend me money, right?"

Ming Lou paused for a few seconds, nodded thoughtfully, and replied, "Okay, but interest will be charged."

Facing an opponent who didn't follow the script, Mingcheng collapsed like a deflated balloon, and he called out helplessly, "Brother..."

Minglou ignored him, touched his chin and continued to think, muttering to himself, "It's a [-]% profit anyway." After thinking for a while, he shook his head and denied himself, "No, [-]% profit is too little. , you have to pay it back.”

Mingcheng rolled his eyes at him and complained, "Are you Zhou Paipi? With your exploitative method, then I can only 'Whether I want money or not, I will die'."

Minglou laughed when he heard it. He took Mingcheng's hand and held it in his palm, pinched his slender knuckles and light-white fingertips, and after a long silence, he said in a low voice, "Well, I It will kill you."

He obviously didn't make any intimate gestures, but Mingcheng suddenly felt his face burn, and froze for a moment, and just stared blankly at Minglou's resolute side face.

Minglou played with it for a while and then let go of Mingcheng's hand. He patted Mingcheng's thigh and said slyly, "Go and open the door, the show is about to begin."

Mingcheng let out a "huh", stood up and walked towards the door, opened the door and at the same time pulled back his thoughts that had drifted too far and too charmingly.

Aunt Gui took the bait, and Mingcheng also "naturally" got closer to her, paving the way for the next step.

It's just that Minglou and Mingcheng were arguing quite loudly, even the Mingjing and Mingtai upstairs could vaguely hear the commotion.While Aunt Gui came in to deliver soup, Ming Jing asked, "What happened downstairs just now?"

Aunt Gui put down the soup bowl, stood aside, and replied with a worried and embarrassed face, "It's nothing serious, it's just that the young master and Ah Cheng had a few words."

"Argued?" Ming Jing was very surprised, thinking that this is not a big deal, Ah Cheng has always listened to Ming Lou's words, and he is very obedient, why did they quarrel, and then asked, "Why?"

"This..." Aunt Gui hesitated, but she had no choice but to answer under the gaze of Ming Jing, "It seems that it is because of the money, Ah Cheng wants to pay the young master some money...Miss, Ah Cheng is an honest child, He must have encountered some difficulties before he opened his mouth, you know he won’t listen to me, why don’t you try to persuade him.”

Now even Mingtai, who was lying on the side reading a book, couldn't help but take a look at this side, but soon he looked away, and continued to read with his legs crossed and humming a little tune.

After hearing Aunt Gui's words, Ming Jing also understood something in his heart. Others didn't know, but both Ming Jing and Ming Tai knew that Minglou's money was always in Ah Cheng's hands, and even Ming Tai had to go to Ah Cheng for everything he wanted to buy. Sincerity paid money, how could Ah Cheng want to send money to Minglou?Ming Jing didn't know what kind of drama these two people were acting in, but she wondered why she had to act at home. She felt a little uneasy in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She only said to Aunt Gui with some embarrassment, "Ah Cheng's matter has always been It's Minglou who decides, and it's not good for me to participate."

Aunt Gui nodded in understanding, and withdrew in disappointment.

Ming Jing thought about it, but still couldn't let go, so he put on his coat and wanted to see these two people.

"Hey hey... Big sister, why are you going?" Mingtai quickly dropped the book in his hand when he saw it, and jumped off the bed to stop Mingjing.

"I'll go see what the hell your elder brother and Ah Cheng are up to." Ming Jing frowned and said angrily.

"Oh," Ming Tai took Ming Jing's arm and pulled her to sit down on the sofa, comfortingly said, "Elder Sister, leave them alone, they are singing a double reed." The young master snorted disdainfully.

"Then I have to listen to which play they two are singing." Ming Jing said, and got up again.

Mingtai pressed Mingjing's shoulder to prevent her from getting up, and said with a smile, "If elder sister is really worried, I'll go and see for you." Before Mingjing could refuse, Mingtai turned and ran out of the room as soon as Mingjing finished speaking.