Boss, did you speak well today?

Are you disobeying my orders?

The main purpose of Nangong Ran's return to China this time is for the 1230 billion scientific and technological research and development projects, as well as the backlog of affairs at the group headquarters.

Secondly, it was for his grandfather Nangong Rong.

After Nangong Rong swallowed a dose of medicine by mistake and almost died suddenly, he suffered a toss before the gate of hell, and his spirit was not as good as before. However, he was very happy to see his grandson return to the country to accompany him, and his laughter was somewhat hearty.

However, apart from living in the manor, Nangong Ran always only has work in his eyes.

"It's still early before the bidding time, and I plan to start acquiring a film and television company first."

Nangong Rong was a little puzzled, "Film and TV company? It has nothing to do with the main business of the group, right?"

"I plan to enter the film and television industry. It is easier to acquire a company than start from scratch." Nangong Ran said.

"You already have a plan." Nangong Rong was always at ease with him.

A smile appeared on Nangong Ran's face, "It's just for acquisition. I'm still short of manpower. I want to borrow someone from you."

"Tell me, who do you want?" Nangong Rong was naturally willing to help.

"Su Xi."

"Why do you want him to do it so well?"

"You said yesterday that you want me to take him more. I don't think I can take him with these trivial things in the manor."

"It seems that you have taken my words to heart. If you want him to help, of course you can." Nangong Rong was very happy, rolling his eyes, and said, "However, you have to tell him this."

Nangong Ran's face suddenly sank, "A mere butler, do you need me to talk about it in person?"

"Of course, if you ask him to help, you will naturally lower your attitude." Nangong Rong laughed and said, "I'm full, so I'll go upstairs first, and you can think about what to say."

In order to be able to stay with his grandson for a while, he specially came down from the bedroom to eat in the dining room.

When passing by the hall in a wheelchair, I happened to see Su Xici coming back from the outside in the drizzle, soaked in the moisture of the spring rain, with a few crystal raindrops on the tip of his hair that were about to fall.

Nangong Rong winked mischievously at him, "Ran Ran wants to see you."

Su Xici paused, "What's the reason?"

"Work." Nangong Rong said, "What I said yesterday, he will arrange for you today, so do it well."

If it weren't for the question in the study room last night, Su Xici would think this is good news.

"Butler Su, the young master wants you to go to the dining room." The maid came over and called him at the right time.

Su Xici really doesn't want to be alone with this psychopath. He has a bad temper and has only met him twice, and both times he was mad at him, and he likes to ask questions. "It's perfect.

But he was the employer and the sponsor of the wages, so he had to adjust his mentality and walk into the restaurant.

Nangong Ran was having breakfast, when he heard the footsteps, he just raised his head and glanced up, seeing this man walked gracefully and calmly, with a gentle and unerring look on his face, he was immediately upset.

"Butler Su, you kept me waiting for 5 minutes." He said extremely dissatisfied.

"Sorry, I just came back from outside and wiped my hair." Su Xici explained, "It took up half a minute."

It was only then that Nangong Ran realized that the end of his hair and shoulders were darker than other places, and the cold spring breeze froze the tip of his nose and the end of his eyes to a pitiful blush, making his skin more moist and white.There was no time to wipe off the two drops of rain on the glasses, and he seemed to be unable to see clearly. He subconsciously blinked a few more times, unconsciously showing a bit of innocence.

The pulp of his right thumb rubbed against the knuckle of his index finger. He turned his head and looked at the pink and delicate hydrangeas on the long table. other people."

"It can't be done, young master." Su Xici refused bluntly, this person was deliberately making things difficult for him, "Maybe the place where you lived before was only the size of this restaurant, others can do it. But the manor is too big, Now it’s like this, it’s on call.”

"Are you disobeying my order?" Nangong Ran looked worried, "Who do you think I am? I lived here before, don't you know?"

"But young master, your answer makes me feel that you have no common sense at all." He said neither humble nor overbearing.

Nangong thought it sounded familiar at first, but after thinking about it carefully, wasn't it the same thing he said to Su Xici last night, and now this person is unceremoniously reciprocating him.

Mingming's face is meek and gentle, his demeanor is respectful and polite, he can't even find a fault in his attitude, every word he utters can piss him off.

This man is really bad!

"Does the old man know how powerful your mouth is?" Nangong Ran cast a wink, "Or, you are good at this kind of tricks, coaxing the old man around, and in a blink of an eye, I am acting like this again , the purpose of all this..."

He crossed his hands and hugged his chest, brushed the broken hair on his forehead with his fingers, and laughed coldly and disdainfully, "It's to attract my attention."

Su Xi said: "..."

He couldn't imagine how there could be a person who was so confident that he thought the whole world was blind.

"Don't forget, whether it was last night or now, you were the one who asked me to come here." Su Xi resigned, "The fact is in front of you, it was you who wanted to see me over and over again just to get my attention .”

"If it falls into your logic," he took a step forward, leaning on the table with his right hand, leaning his upper body slightly, and whispered softly, "Do you dare to admit that you are attracted to me?"

The low and gentle tone exploded between square inches, like a lover's whisper, full of tenderness.

The air between the two of them, more than half a meter apart, suddenly became anxious.

The spring wind turns into rain, sprinkled on the dry and cracked scorched earth after the fire, with the evaporated mist, the long-lost faint smell of smoke and earth and the smell of dried wood, resuscitating the nasal cavity and even the whole cardiopulmonary.

A safe calm.

It smells like vetiver.

There is also a hint of the mellow sweetness of the hidden rose flower, which rubs against the tip of the nose as if there is no scratch, making this tough fragrance a bit flirtatious.

Nangong Ran was suffocated, his eyes were inexplicably trying to dodge, but he saw, through the wide glasses, covered by the slightly damp hair in front of Su Xici's forehead, in those wet and shiny eyes, there was a little self .

A small drop of transparent rainwater gradually condensed from the end of his hair, and he wanted to fall, but he couldn't let go of his heart.

Finally, the frailty with pointed hair could not bear the weight of the raindrops.

pat.

The crystal raindrops dripped on Su Xici's glasses, drawing a shallow water mark, blurring their mutual vision.

With that sound of falling, he couldn't tell whether it was the raindrops or his own heart.

Before Nangong Ran's face turned black suddenly, Su Xici had already stood up straight and returned to his previous appearance.In fact, even the bending just now was not at all beyond his usual behavior.

Adjusting his glasses, he said, "Is there anything else you want to tell me, Master?"

Seeing that this person was about to ignore him and leave again, Nangong Ran threw the napkin on his lap on the table, snorted coldly, and walked away quickly.

Su Xici calmly asked the servant to remove the food from the restaurant.

He still has a lot to do in the morning.

The daily income and expenditure accounts of the manor need to be calculated, and the applications submitted from various places need to be approved. Since the manor has no hostess, he is also responsible for the approval of Nangong Rong's banquet invitations and medical visits by the upper circle.

After finishing all this, it was already 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

The weather has cleared and the sun is just right.

He came out of the flower hall and was about to have lunch when that yellow hair blocked him again.

Su Xici thought about the content of the original book. This person seems to be named Max, who is Nangong Ran's personal assistant and secretary general.

"The president calls you to go to the study now."

"I see."

"Where are you going?" Max saw him go straight to the kitchen, and followed him step by step, "Didn't you hear the order from the president? Now, now!"

"I said I got it." Su Xici said slowly, "Assistant Max, my answer has proved that I am not deaf, so you don't need to be so excited."

"Then what are you doing in the kitchen?"

"Eat lunch." He took it for granted, "Since there is no difference between being late for 3 minutes and being late for half an hour, why don't I take 25 minutes to eat a meal first."

Max thought for a while, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Do you want to come together?" he invited.

"F-Forget it." Although he really wanted to sit across the wooden table and dine with Su Xici, but he didn't have the courage, "I still have a lot of things to do."

"Please tell the young master, I need lunch."

Seeing that it was time to go back and report to Nan Gongran, Max nodded and hurried away.

Having said that, Su Xici still seized the time to finish his lunch quickly, and it took less than 13 minutes to reach the study.

As soon as he opened the door, a hardcover book flew towards him rapidly with claws and claws.

Bang!

It whizzed past before his eyes and landed on the ground.

He tremblingly grabbed the doorknob, his whole body was so frightened that he was almost out of his wits, and stood there in a daze.

If the opponent aimed at it, the force of the book could knock him out.

Su Xici looked in shock at the man behind the desk on the diagonally opposite steps.

Nangong Ran's eyes were full of violence. Seeing his expression, he defiantly and satisfiedly appreciated the deterrent effect he had created.

"I had a good afternoon tea. Do you know what your responsibilities are? Usually, the old man stays in his bedroom to recuperate. Is this how you treat yourself as the master!"

Su Xici tightly held his trembling left hand, and his lips, which were always raised habitually, were now pursed into a tight straight line.

He took a step back carefully, two steps, turned his face, and left without looking back.

"Su Xici, I haven't finished my words yet!"

The whole study room was filled with Nangong Ran's roar.

Max rubbed his arms, the afternoon sun getting colder and colder.

"It's the third time!" He almost lost his mind, "Today I must fire you!"

Less than half an hour after Max heard these words, Nangong Ran was forced to change his words.

Nangong Rong arrived at the study.

"Where Susu is, I will be there." Nangong Rong said firmly, "If you don't want to see him, then you can move out."

Nangong Ran looked at him in disbelief, "You drove your own grandson away for an outsider? Have you investigated him yet? His identity is not simple!"

Nangong Rong was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at him quietly and pitifully.

"Ran Ran, don't you think that since you came home yesterday, your temper has become very irritable?"

Nangong Ran's scattered anger suddenly froze.

"You shouldn't have come back." He looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, "I dragged you down."

"This is my manor, the property under my name, why can't I come back." He said stiffly, "What is Su Xi's speech, dare to show me face."

"But it's not your home, is it?" The old man sighed, "And, don't you sometimes make trouble for no reason?"

President Nangong stubbornly remained silent.

Nangong Rong looked at him with a headache, "Su Xici's salary will be paid from me in the future. I will decide whether he will stay or not."

The back of Nangong Ran's hand holding the pen was tense, and his veins burst out.

"You may leave at any time, but he won't." The voice of the old man in the wheelchair became hoarse and old, "I need him."

The author says:

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