child prodigy at eighty

Several people's eyes were straightened, 10 yuan, they had never seen so much money in their life, and they were dizzy just looking at it.

Song Shiyu heard the sound of swallowing saliva.

"I will deposit this money in the bank in the name of our unit today, and use it for special purposes. I think this is more reliable than any other guarantee."

The few people were really stunned, they really didn't expect that the beautiful young man in front of them could come up with so much money at once, and their secretly beating hearts finally fell to the ground.

At least this is a unit with determination and ability to do research.

"You still don't believe what I said, believe it now." Zhang Haiping and the others were shocked enough before speaking.

Those who can lose their jobs are not cowards. A few people glanced at each other, and they were all at the right age for doing things.

"Believe it, if there is anything you can't believe, sign the contract." Rong Shaohong was the first to sign the contract in front of him.

After everyone signed, Song Shiyu waved his hand directly, "Quanjude eats roast duck, I treat you."

"Great!"

In just half a month, Song Shiyu's Jinhe Technology developed from three cobblers to a non-staff team of seven R&D personnel plus him and a big boss, and Jinhe Technology was officially on track.

The company was getting better and better, and the key projects were being carried out in an orderly manner. Song Shiyu was so happy every day, he ran to the small courtyard, and then returned later and later.

"What are you busy with every day? Are you away from home?" Gu Weifeng asked with a straight face.

"It's okay, let's do a little research." Song Shiyu smiled with starlight in his brows and eyes, and he also played Tai Chi perfectly, thinking that he would scare him to death when he researched it.

"I don't care what you do, you have to come back before ten o'clock in the future, it's not safe."

"What am I afraid of as a man? Besides, if you still have your servants around, what could happen?"

"Bloody disaster." Gu Weifeng's old father's tone was exactly the same as his father's.

Song Shiyu sighed deeply, "Okay, you win." Quan Dang comforted his father.

It doesn't matter why Gu Weifeng got the answer he wanted, anyway, he had a smile on his face, and he stretched out his hand and threw him a box, "It's for you."

"What?" Xiaosan opened it curiously, "What's the smell?" His nostrils fluttered slightly, and he felt a faint fishy smell coming out, a bit like the smell of sesame oil, and he wanted to take a bite and taste it.

What catches the eye is a big seal of a child's palm, and a small and slightly curved sign less than three centimeters. The color is dull, but it glows moist under the light.

Holding the seal in his hand, he felt that it was very heavy and smooth, very textured, not like ordinary things.

"Rhinoceros horn mark?" Song Shiyu knew what it was as soon as he got it, and he couldn't put it down. He kept playing with it in his hand, "Where did you get it?"

"A friend gave me a corner. I think it's suitable for engraving a chapter, so I will engrave it for you. Do you like it?"

"Of course, I like it very much." Song Shiyu is not a cowardly person, he just likes it, he can't pull out his eyes on the things in his hands, and he has to smell them from time to time, with a face full of intoxication.

Gu Weifeng went on to say, "You are carrying the sign, it is on the same horn, it can relieve shock and relieve fatigue." It can also ward off evil spirits.

"I don't wear it, my mother is chirping." Only girls wear necklaces.

"It's gone if you don't wear your seal."

"You can take back what you gave away, Gu Weifeng, do you still want to face it?" Song Shiyu didn't want to return it, it was his if he gave it away.

"Then wear it." Gu Weifeng's expression was not negotiable.

"I don't wear it." I just don't wear it.Song Shiyu turned his back and held the seal in Douer's hand, but ignored him.

Gu Weifeng glanced at him and went straight out to cook.

Song Shiyu chuckled, stuffed the box and its contents under the bed, and finished the work.

"What's for dinner tonight?" Song Xiaosan, who had done something bad, ran to the kitchen to show her hospitality, "I'll help you."

Gu Weifeng handed him the celery without any hassle, "Pick the vegetables."

Song Shiyu obediently helped with the work all night, and even graciously helped Gu Weifeng spread the quilt before going to bed. He was so cute and sensible. Those who didn't know thought she was a little daughter-in-law.But the next day, he found that the cards he had thrown under the bed had landed on his ankles, which were neither too big nor too small.

Raise your hand and roll down.

"Wear it, don't take it off."

Song Shiyu continued to masturbate.

"If you don't want to wear it on your feet, it will appear on your neck tomorrow."

"Gu Weifeng, I told you not to wear it."

"Keep safe, you should let me feel at ease, okay?"

Song Shiyu was speechless, and came up with this trick again. His follower, Ge Yougen, is the same with this card. Will he be allowed to drink talisman water tomorrow?

He still untied the thing, but did not put it down, and directly pulled Gu Weifeng's wrist to put it on, "I also want you to be safe." Then he looked up at him, "Don't take it off."

Gu Weifeng...

Looking down at the cards on his wrist, after a long time, he didn't say anything and acquiesced.

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On this day, Song Shiyu was stopped by Rong Shaohong when he came here, and was led into the next room.

As a result, Rong Shaohong unbuttoned herself as soon as she came in.

"Sister Hong, what are you doing?" Song Xiaosan turned pale with fright, turned her head and walked out.

Rong Shaohong pulled him, "Why are you hiding, I can still eat you?" She gave him the medicine in her hand, unbuttoned two buttons to expose half of her shoulders, and said with a sneer, "Still shy." If you use it, I will let you use the purple potion, not to force you."

Song Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, but he still looked away, resolutely not looking at the bruised snow-white shoulder in front of him, "Sister Hong, don't talk like that, it's not good for you." Nurse, I am a big man, not suitable."

"You're still a big man? In my eyes, you're just a child, and you won't be able to beat me with a finger. Hurry up, don't be a mother-in-law." Rong Shaohong stood in front of him, waiting.

Song Shiyu was so embarrassed, "Sister Hong, can't you find someone else?"

"Who are you looking for? One of us here is a big boss, and you, the little boss, are an honest boy. Who else can he use besides you?" Rong Shaohong turned impatiently and threatened: " What will they do for us if you keep talking about it?"

"Sister Hong, you can't hurt me like this!" Song Shiyu wailed.

"Then hurry up, the baby will be born soon."

Song Shiyu really had no choice but to turn his head cautiously, took a deep breath, and put his eyes on the wound.Then there was no embarrassment at all, I just felt distressed, purely hurting for her, all bloody bruises, how hard it was to hit.

After carefully applying the purple potion with a cotton ball, the man took a step back, "Okay, don't get wet."

"It's just such a small matter." Rong Shaohong pulled up his collar and babbled at him.

"How about giving you a day off to recuperate from your injuries." Song Xiaosan said thoughtfully.If this injury was on a man, he probably wouldn't even look at it. Can this be considered an injury?What to do.But on a woman, he found it unbearable, the injury was too severe.Such a double standard.

In fact, although Song Shiyu is a little old-fashioned, he instinctively has pity for women that surpasses modern people, pure and without a trace of blasphemy.Although he didn't have much contact with women, and his female classmates kept him at arm's length, he felt that women should be cared for.Of course, he still can't understand women's clothes nowadays, but he is no longer the child he used to be. Even if he doesn't care about it, he has the right to pretend he didn't see it. He understands that this is the way this world is, everyone wants to liberate their individuality, and he can't control it.

"Rest? What about the progress? What about the perfect attendance award? Do you want to give a bonus?"

"I'm on vacation, no money will be deducted."

"That's not okay, I can't take advantage of the child." Rong Shaohong took advantage of his unpreparedness and twisted the tender face that he had been coveting for a long time, "Sure enough, it feels good, hahaha."

"Sister Hong!" Song Xiaosan blushed, her whole body seemed to be smoking, her face was full of disbelief, was he being molested by the staff?

A group of bachelors shook their heads speechlessly when they saw the angry little boss coming out of the dormitory.What a wonderful thing, they have no chance to get close to each other, why are they still so unhappy?

On the contrary, Wang Yongkang, who knew Xiaosan very well, fell down with a smile: "Song Shiyu has met his nemesis, hahaha."

"How to say?"

"You don't know. When he was in school, a girl sent him a love letter. Guess what happened to him?"

"what happened?"

"He said, please get dressed first."

"What do you mean? That girl's clothes..." Those who listened to the gossip began to think about it.

"He just wore a small skirt above the knee. The pink and tender look is so pretty. I was there at the time."

what?

"That's it, if you get angry with the little girl, if you don't see how good-looking he is, you might pooh on his face."

"Boss, what do you mean by this? If you don't like it, you don't like it. Why..."

"I'm also surprised. I asked at that time. Guess what the boss said?"

"how……"

"Wang Xuekang, gossip about your boss deducting your salary!" Song Shiyu stood outside the crowd at some point, looking at them expressionlessly.

Everyone coaxed all of them into birds and beasts.

"I'm a shareholder, and you didn't pay me a salary." Wang Yongkang was not afraid of him, and even gestured to him with a screwdriver in his hand, "I'm also the boss, and besides, I'm telling the truth."

"Shut up, you, your shares have been diluted to the point of disappearing." Song Shiyu even regretted recruiting him to cooperate. What a failure, a failure!

"Seriously, what do you mean by taking someone with you when you go out every day? Don't tell me that you are here to play with me. I have never seen Wanyer standing guard for you every day."

"Ask what you should ask, don't ask what shouldn't be asked, personal privacy, understand?"

"I mean, is there something embarrassing for you? It's really kind to treat you like a donkey."

"It's okay, I'm fine." Good intentions?I think the heart of gossip is immortal!

"cut!"

"Wang Xuekang, if you are free, go and sort out those parts." Rong Shaohong walked over and assigned him a job directly.

"Okay, I got it, Sister Hong." Wang Yongkang almost wagged his tail and ran to work, gossip?I don't gossip.

"Boss, when will the set of instruments we want arrive?" she asked again.

"It's coming soon, it's probably only two days."

"Hurry up, one more day will delay one more day, what our technology company spells is just one word, hurry up."

"Isn't it technology?" Wang Xuekang, with pricked ears, couldn't help interjecting.

"Technology is the foundation. If we continue to dawdle, the second generation of pagers will come out, and we haven't touched the door yet. Any business opportunities can only be fed to dogs! What a fart!"

Wang Xuekang shrank his head directly.

"I'll ask again."

"Also, when will our phone be installed? To contact a supplier, you have to search for a phone all over the street, which is too laborious."

"I have contacted, it will probably be a month later." Wang Xuekang opened his mouth again, "Don't look at me, this is still a queue jumper, otherwise we have to wait."

"All right, I know it's your credit, and I'll credit you for it." Song Shiyu comforted.

Sister Hong looked around, and found that everyone was working honestly, and the only idler was the little boss, who directly raised his hand and said, "Go ahead." In fact, it means you go and play, there is no work for you here.

Song Shiyu's head was full of black lines.