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The next day happened to be the weekend, Shen Nanxing and Lu Shengkuo went back home, and when they entered the door, they saw the dark circles around the eyes of Song Su and Shen Beiyue.

Shen Linghe was not at home, he put the turbot he bought in the kitchen, Song Su washed his hands and looked concerned.

Take out the onion, ginger and garlic, Shen Nanxing took the knife: "Aunt Song, it's fine."

Since Song Su came to this house, he has never commented on any of Shen Nanxing's actions and decisions. He knows how much Shen Linghe values ​​this eldest son in his heart, and he is not someone who wants to be a vicious stepmother. Help me out when I speak harshly.

But this time the matter was too big, and it was even scarier than in Xia Tian. She didn't understand, and only felt that the business involved was not small.

Things are gliding toward something else.

She wanted to say a lot of things, but in the end she couldn't say anything, and only one sentence remained: "Is this very difficult to handle?"

Shen Nan cut ginger in a smooth manner: "It's easy, it's almost done."

Song Su was taken aback for a moment.

Shen Nanxing filled the pot with water and took out the fruit to wash: "After tonight, everything will be much cleaner."

For a short time, there was only the sound of water flowing and washing the surface of the fruit in the kitchen. Song Su put the fish away and pursed her lips: "Nannan, I have something to say all the time, but I didn't say it."

They stand side by side, Shen Nanxing is too tall for her, so she can only look up: "For so many years, thank you for not resenting me and Shen Beiyue, and I don't mind having these two more people in the family, you are a very good child , no matter what happens, Auntie can help and tell me."

Shen Nanxing bowed slightly, from the time he entered the door until now, his smile hasn't faded: "It's because you are kind to my father... more importantly, you are kind to my mother, and you don't care about dead people."

Song Su was a little flustered: "Nan Nan, I'm not..."

"Aunt Song is fine," Shen Nanxing said, "Since you came to this house, you have never restricted my father to visit my mother, and even ordered flowers yourself, I know it all."

At that time Song Su was not pregnant with Shen Beiyue, she was a little at a loss when she heard about his mother's birthday, so she secretly ordered a white chrysanthemum, and was no less surprised than Lu Shengkuo when she saw the red roses.

It is impossible for Shen Nanxing to stay by Shen Linghe's side all the time. He doesn't even want to take over the company. People eat whole grains, sometimes they are healthy, and sometimes they are sick. Busy and busy, it is inevitable to be lonely.

Comrade Shen needs someone to accompany him, and people can't always live in the past, the dead are gone, and the living need to live.

He saw Song Su living together in peace and tranquility.

He frowned: "I haven't realized what they said so far, the targeting from the stepmother, and even in many cases, you gave me the same care as my mother."

Even after Shen Beiyue was born, Song Su was trying to balance the relationship between her child and Shen Nanxing.

Song Su looked down at the pot, the glass lid was covered by water vapor, she blinked, and the eye sockets were scalded by the heat before she knew it.

She said, "Nannan, your excellence will definitely be seen by more and more people."

Lu Shengkuo was dragged by Shen Beiyue, he was worried about the past few days, the two chattered quickly, and only slowed down when they said everything was fine.

Then he sighed: "Although I know it's impossible for my brother to copy others, but those people on the Internet are eager to find out my brother and eat them. I'm afraid he will think too much."

Shen Beiyue knew that his brother had a big heart and would not care about some words, but this time was different, and this would have a great impact on the future.

He didn't know who was causing trouble, and his teeth clenched with hatred: "That person is too bad."

Just as Lu Shengkuo was about to speak, Shen Nanxing came out with a fruit plate and said "Tsk", "It would be great to use this energy on your composition."

Shen Beiyue, who scored the last score in the class for his composition this time, choked up.

Without Shen Linghe, the atmosphere at the dinner table would be more cheerful. It’s always not good to find entertainment topics at the dinner table of financial news, but now it’s all right, we talked about some small neighborhood incidents, and also talked about the TV series Song Su is watching now.

Shen Nanxing asked suddenly: "Brother, I haven't cared about your grades since entering school."

Shen Bei Yue Jiayu's hands trembled, and he called out, "Brother, why are you becoming more and more like Dad?"

Shen Nanxing raised his eyebrows: "Show me the report card later."

Shen Beiyue: "Oh..."

It was fun to tease my younger brother. Shen Nanxing teased him for a long time with the test paper and report card. In the end, Shen Beiyue couldn't bear to go back to the room, and he was still reading the test paper.

It's just that the mouth turned into a quiet one, until Lu Shengkuo helped Song Su cut the potted branches in the backyard, and the person reading the paper had already fallen asleep.

Went to the upstairs room to get a knitted blanket, and as soon as he bumped into someone, Shen Nanxing woke up with a "Huh?" and was relieved to see that it was Lu Shengkuo: "I thought there was an earthquake."

Lu Shengkuo just hugged him in this posture.

Shen Nanxing put his arms around his neck nervously, looking around.

"Aunt Song is out for a beauty treatment," Lu Shengkuo said, "Go to bed and sleep."

Shen Nanxing hasn't slept well in the past few days, and his work and rest are very chaotic. He slept very well just now, and he hasn't slowed down yet, so he circled this person to look at the stairs: "It smells a little sweet just now, like the one that dozed off when I was in school. A moment."

Lu Shengkuo put him on the bed: "Then go on sleeping."

The clothes were grabbed, Lu Shengkuo saw his eyelids drooping slightly, couldn't help rubbing his hair along his forehead, but was grabbed by the wrist.

Some people don't know much, but they drag people into the bed, and press their chests against a person. This feeling is already very familiar. Usually, Lu Shengkuo would take advantage of the situation and pull Shen Nanxing into his arms.

But not today, today he let the person on his chest listen to his heartbeat.

"Xiao Kuo," Shen Nanxing's voice sounded drowsy, "shall we sleep together until the end of the world?"

Lu Shengkuo put his hands on his waist and stroked his back: "Okay."

The vibration of the chest and the beating of the heart formed a comfortable touch, and Shen Nanxing reached out to hug him.

He fell asleep very fast, and the dozed person fell into a deep sleep after all. Lu Shengkuo saw that he fell asleep, and his nerves relaxed. He also watched Lu Shengkuo for several days, and he didn't sleep much when he was with him. A little heavy.

In the end they still couldn't sleep until the end of the world.

Bian Yi called and said that Yuanfeng had deleted the statement and apologized publicly, but he couldn't wait for Shen Nanxing's response, and he didn't know who made the move, so he contacted Beioulai.

We still found Wei Li.

If it was the boss of an ordinary entertainment company, he would be appointed to be questioned.

Bian Yi was ready to be scolded, and he felt as if he was going to die when he was called into the office, but Wei Li told him not to relax about the recent public opinion news.

Lu Shengkuo looked at Shen Nanxing who was already awake, and touched his eyes: "It's gone?"

"It's gone," Bian Yi breathed in there, "I was scared to death. Bai Wei said that Yuanfeng's high-level executives are here. Boss Wei didn't intend to help contact him. Guess what happened?"

Lu Shengkuo didn't guess, and Bian Yi couldn't help himself, very excited: "The director of Yuanfeng has come forward."

Shen Nanxing froze for a moment when he heard the words, he was a little surprised.

In his opinion, this matter is quite serious, but for the director of Yuanfeng, this kind of matter should be regarded as an insignificant mistake, right?

No, it's not irrelevant, after all, what Shen Nanxing asked for was an apology, clarification, and compensation.

Money is a trivial matter, and the previous ones have a great impact on the company's image.

Still want to fight for privacy.

Bian Yi asked tentatively: "Brother Sheng, do you know whether Nan Nan wants to reconcile or sue? I think there are menacing people over there. According to Boss Wei, Yuanfeng is still a bit difficult to deal with."

Judging from the conversation between Shen Nanxing and the manager the day before, the only way to go is to go to court, and there is no room for compromise.

Shen Nanxing lazily said, "If it's difficult, you have to do it."

"Let them not bother," he said a little louder, "what are you waiting for the subpoena."

Bian Yi knew how much time and effort it took to go to court, but he also knew that Shen Nanxing would not give in to this step, so he breathed out: "Okay, Bei Ou will definitely reject their request, so let them go directly to you, Nan Nan?"

"Look for it," Shen Nanxing turned over, resting his head on Lu Shengkuo's stomach, squinting for a while and feeling a little comfortable, the corners of his mouth curled up, "If you bother you any more, let him talk to me directly."

Shen Linghe came back at dinner time, with no emotion on his face, the whole family knew that he was busy recently, so they were relieved to ask Shen Nanxing to go into the study.

Song Su: "Very good, it's the original Lao Shen."

Shen Beiyue also patted his chest: "Very good, Dad is not angry."

Only Lu Shengkuo couldn't help smiling when he looked at the mother and son.

Laughing, he froze his expression again. In fact, Shen Nanxing's life could have been very peaceful, with occasional fights, small conflicts, and troubles. There might be bigger ups and downs, but they wouldn't be such a huge wave.

Bian Yi posted the follow-up arrangement in the group, he watched it for a while, and his thoughts were always on the people in the study.

As soon as Shen Nanxing entered the door, he looked at Comrade Lao Shen's face, and went up to pinch his shoulders very dog-leggedly, and was given a sideways look and smiled.

Shen Linghe: "You still have the heart to laugh."

Shen Nanxing knew that he had been running for the past few days, so he squeezed his neck to please him: "Oh, Daddy, it's hard work."

"You also know how hard it is." Shen Linghe sneered, "I dare not admit your hard work, you work harder than me."

Shen Nanxing: "No, I have to protect me, my father."

"Fuck off," Shen Linghe moved his shoulders to the side, not letting him touch it, and took a brown paper bag from the drawer, "Sign these and take them to your lawyer, and settle your own affairs."

Inside is the certificate that old Comrade Shen asked an acquaintance to open overnight.

"Thank you, Dad," Shen Nanxing approached the old comrade, but he was dismissed, but his heart was still hot, "Did the director of Yuanfeng look for you?"

"Otherwise, why didn't I come back to eat at noon?" Shen Linghe had an expression of "what nonsense", "Why didn't I realize that you are so good before? You can still let other directors come to me to talk about you."

Shen Nanxing: "It was I who refused to reconcile, so I contacted you to educate me. You are such a grown-up person, why are they still suing the parents?"

It's nothing more than going to Shen Linghe's side to play hard and soft, from the old friendship to the current industry's pros and cons, and talk about the young people's impulsiveness in doing things, and Biao Shennanxing is young now, and his future path in the future.

There is a large network of contacts in the industry, Boss Shen, don't be overwhelmed at the beginning.

Shen Nanxing laughed: "Then what? What did you say?"

"What should I say?" Comrade Shen was relaxed, but his words were thorny, "I can't control you, no one in the industry knows that you have made me half dead in the past few years."

Shen Nanxing couldn't hold back his laughter at all: "Old Shen, you are passing the buck."

Shen Linghe: "So what if you shirk? Shen Nanxing, how old are you, and you still bother me with this kind of thing? Are you guilty?"

"If you lose this lawsuit, you will never come into the house again."

As he said that, Comrade Shen's eyes hardened, and he pointed to the air and nodded.

The matter of Yuanfeng's deletion of the statement and his apology caused a lot of discussion, and Beiou pressed down until Shen Nanxing received the court notice.

He posted a court date and turned off retweeting.

Seeing this posture, the marketing account didn't dare to spread it. After all, Lu Shengkuo also sent a letter from a lawyer with insulting remarks.

Everyone was jumping across the homepages of Shen Nanxing and Lu Shengkuo, and their eyes were on the lawsuit. The competition committee's three-day deadline was not pursued after Shen Nanxing voted for a certificate alone. People who were puzzled about the award He was also beaten back with the words "wait for the lawsuit to have a result before making a fuss".

There was lively speculation outside, but those who were busy with these things were not in such a hurry—except Yuanfeng.

In three to five days, I will contact Shen Nanxing.

Jin Qi was injured, and the company was a bit messy, so he had to sit down.

It is impossible to say that there is no impact. After all, there is no final conclusion. There are many words and speculations.

Several people returned their clothes, and those who came to make a reservation would also ask about the recent disturbances.

If there are concerns and receipts, the clothes will be refunded if there is no problem. If you don’t want to book after listening to the explanation and seeing the proof, it’s okay, Shen Nanxing will still send people away with good words.

The amount of incoming orders was much lower than before, and Shi Luoluo was the first to be wronged: "It seems that we have no problem with this set, why do we have to return one by one, from the air to the last thread are all handmade. "

Shen Nanxing held a meeting before get off work, and told them that if they had few orders, they could go out to play nearby, or go out to watch the design week.

Everyone was downcast, Shen Nanxing cheered up: "Don't be so disheartened, this kind of thing is easy to happen in this industry, now I am, there may be Luo Luo, Qu Lin, Nana or Zhiyu, including Xin Partners will also meet, just treat me as a pretense."

After finishing speaking, he pondered for a while: "But this incident reminded me that we really can't do this. We need to build a legal department to handle these matters."

Shi Luoluo's eyes turned red all of a sudden. They really held back for a long time. At first, Shen Nanxing asked them not to meddle and do their jobs well.

But they are all human beings, possessing all kinds of emotions and desires, and Shen Nanxing has never been heartless towards them in the past few years. They really want to refute and scold those words, but they can only keep them in the chat history.

I didn't expect it to be so clear, and there are still people spreading rumors.

"Okay," Shen Nanxing breathed a sigh of relief, "be happy, and go relax."

"When things are over, let's build a team and go to Jiuzhaigou?"

At the end, he ordered milk tea for everyone before packing up and going home.

Lu Shengkuo recently took some promotional shoots, and also had some personal interviews. He has been in Beijing for a day and a day. He plans to go to the supermarket to buy some bones. He thinks that when Star Lu comes home later, he will make corn and yam bone soup.

There were a lot of people ordering after get off work, and while he was thinking about what to make up for the refrigerator, he waited for the master to take out the stick bones and ribs.

The masters were too proficient in their techniques, and they followed the fascia and bones too smoothly. He was a little bit in it, and he was called out by the people around him before he came back to his senses.

"Boss Shen, you are so elegant."

A piece of pork belly was thrown into the box in front of him, and Shen Nanxing's brain ached from the sound.

Avimisite tied up her slightly longer hair, messy and lazy, wearing an off-white shirt, vest and pants, looking very harmless to humans and animals.

But the pupils of his eyes were deeply locked, and there was a monstrous hostility under the lenses.