I was treated as a little idiot by the black school grass

"People are still standing outside the building?"

After signing the documents, Nan Rongchang put down his pen and looked up, looking up at Zhang Youcheng who came in with coffee.

Zhang Youcheng nodded, looked at his face, and said cautiously: "President Nan, why didn't you see him?"

Nan Rongchang remained silent with a sullen face, Zhang Youcheng closed his mouth wisely, and walked out with the door.

As soon as he left, Nan Rongchang stood up directly from his seat. He walked to the window and subconsciously raised his hand to open the window to look down, but when his hand touched the glass, he stopped it again. He sat back on his seat, resting his head on the window. Close your eyes and meditate on the back of the chair.

After a while, he opened his eyes and dialed Zhang Youcheng's phone number: "Send a copy of the monitoring outside the building these days to my mailbox."

Zhang Youcheng understood it in seconds, and quickly cut out the necessary images from the surveillance and sent them to Nan Rongchang's mailbox.

When Nan Rongchang received the mailbox, he didn't open it immediately. Instead, he drank half a cup of coffee and took a deep breath before opening it.

The boy in the picture didn't move extra, just stood in the shade, looking in the direction of Nan's building.

Then he left for a while at a fixed time, then rushed back and waited at the gate of Nan's building.

The weather outside these days is erratic. It can reach 30°C when it is hot, and it can directly reach 5°C when it is cold. But the boy is like a superman who is not afraid of cold or heat. He stays for two or three hours.

And the purpose of boys doing this is to meet him and talk to him.

Nan Rongchang saw him for the first time seven days ago.

The boy squatted outside the Nan's building early in the morning. When he saw him get off the car, he trotted over to talk to him. The air went straight into the building.

The boss got angry, and even if the subordinates recognized the boy as a classmate of the young master, they didn't dare to take the initiative to lead him into the building.

People with good academic performance can't stand being treated coldly by others. Nan Rongchang is confident that he will not see any boys in the future. Who wants to come out of the building at night and see the boys guarding outside the building again.

Nan Rongchang was surprised in his heart, but he concealed it very well on the surface. Once again, he took the boy who was going to talk to him as nothing. The boy only dared to look at him from a distance, but did not dare to follow.

A thick-skinned person would be aggrieved by two cold faces in one day, let alone a good student like a boy.Nan Rongchang decided that he would never see him again.

Unexpectedly, on the second day, the third day, the fourth day...until today, the boy ran to the Nan's building persistently.

After watching the monitoring screen, Nan Rongchang closed the mailbox and stared at the documents on the desktop in a daze. After a long time, he lowered his head and lit a cigarette. When the cigarette was exhausted, he finally made a decision and called Zhang Youcheng: " Bring him up."

Zhang Youcheng moved very quickly, knocking on the door and leading someone in without keeping Nan Rongchang waiting.

After bringing the man, he closed the door and went out.

"Sit." Nan Rongchang looked up to see the boy standing aside cautiously, and motioned for him to sit down, "Don't you have something to tell me? Tell me."

"Thank you uncle."

Ran Yuanxing exhaled secretly, slowly showed a habitual smile, pulled out the chair and sat down.

This kid is really good-looking, Nan Rongchang thought, and looked away expressionlessly, "Say what you want to say."

Ran Yuanxing sat up straight, took a deep breath, and calmed down. He opened the bag he was carrying, and handed a stack of documents to Nan Rongchang, "Uncle, please read."

Nan Rongchang glanced at him, took the documents, and saw that it said "Adopted Experiences of Ten World Celebrities", and the first one was the former President of the United States, Bill Clinton.

Nan Rongchang went on to look down. In addition to Clinton, there are also the founders of Amazon, and Jobs, the founder of Apple, which is more well-known in China... Wait, a pile of information includes top celebrities from the political, business and entertainment circles .

After reading it, Nan Rongchang put down the information paper without showing any signs of expression, and raised his head, "Then, what do you want to say?"

Ran Yuanxing could feel the coolness emanating from him, he secretly cheered himself up, and found his own rhythm with a smile: "Uncle, I know that what you are most worried about is the issue of heirs, and you think that the Nan family will have no successor after adopting a child, but You can see that adopted children can also be cultivated into talents, and there are many bigwigs from all walks of life on the information, so this is really not a problem."

Nan Rongchang smiled, "How do you know that the child you adopted must be a child with amazing talent? How many people in the world have a Jobs? How can I trust you in such a small probability event?"

"When I go to university, I will choose pedagogy and psychology. I will definitely help Nan Yirong cultivate a qualified heir for you. If I can't do it, I will leave by myself, and I will never drag my feet."

Ran Yuanxing answered firmly, raised his eyes and smiled again, "And uncle, can you guarantee that after Nan Yirong separates from me, he will marry a wife and have children according to your plan? Can he forget me and be with his future wife with peace of mind? , to cultivate the heir you expect together?"

After his words fell, Nan Rongchang stared at him sharply for a moment, like a falcon flying high, staring at the prey on the lake.

Ran Yuanxing was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reached out and pinched his thigh, forced himself to remain calm, raised his head and looked at Nan Rongchang.

When he was young, Nan Rongchang withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "Is it finished?"

"It's over." Ran Yuanxing nodded.

"Then please come back."

Ran Yuanxing paused, looking at his expression with his eyes, Nan Rongchang's expression remained unchanged, and he couldn't tell if he had listened to his words. He was a little anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

"it is good."

Ran Yuanxing stood up and reached out to tidy up the materials on the desktop.

As soon as he put his hand on it, he heard Nan Rongchang casually say: "Just leave, Zhang Youcheng will take care of things later."

Ran Yuanxing's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth almost couldn't restrain himself from rising, "Yes, please trouble uncle."

Nan Rongchang watched him go out, his eyes fell on the stack of documents on the table, and he sighed silently.