After flirting with the president, I ran with the ball [Transmigration Book]

In the middle of the night, all the high-level executives who were still sitting in the company meeting looked at each other in confusion. Whether they were married with children or unmarried, none of them knew what the two little snails were.

The two little bees, the three little monks have all heard of it, and the two little snails...

Everyone fell silent, Huo Baiyan looked at the only nursery rhyme about snails found on the computer screen, and also fell silent.

After a while, the company executives who were in a state of astonishment heard the voice of the president again.It seemed, and it didn't seem to be the president's voice.

The deep voice is a bit lazy, gentle and magnetic.

Li Yan hugged his phone and rolled around under the quilt twice, but did not receive a response from Huo Baiyan. He curled his lips and typed angrily. This old fox lied to others and promised to tell me a bedtime story, but he disappeared.

Li Yan: You big liar! !

He just entered these words into the dialog box, and before he could press the send button, a 5-minute voice popped up.

Li Yan was stunned, deleted those words, and poked the voice with his finger.

The deep and magnetic voice sounded, like a warm wind blowing by the ears, and like a mellow fine wine, which made people intoxicated.

Huo Baiyan deliberately lowered his gentle voice, which was a little deeper than his usual tone, and it sounded very nice.

But what he said was more...

"Once upon a time, a vine was planted in front of a little sheep's house, and two little snails lived under the tree. They expected the fruits of the vine to ripen soon. Later, two more snails moved to the tree. An oriole as a neighbor..."

Li Yan was serious about the story of the little snail here, while the high-level executives in the conference room over there looked at each other with shock flashing in their eyes.

Is this still their president?Also, when did the president have a son?

No one expected that in their lifetime, they could still hear the CEO telling fairy tales to coax the children.

After being coaxed, Li Xiaoxiaoeryan listened to all the voices excitedly, only to realize that this is not a bedtime story, it is clearly a nursery rhyme!

He curled his lips and typed angrily.

Li Yan: Telling a story is not good at all, why don't you sing it out⊙▽⊙

Huo Baiyan, who just struggled to change the lyrics into a story: "..."

Huo Baiyan: I don't sing very well.

Li Yan: ... Forget it, what if you scare me so much that I can't sleep? Σ(°△°|||)︴

He picked up the cup and took a sip of water, then coughed a few times, Huo Baiyan who was already clearing his throat: "..."

Li Yan yawned sleepily, glanced at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock, he curled up under the bed, and continued typing in a daze.

Li Yan: I'm going to bed, you go to bed early too, you will become bald if you stay up late o(≧v≦)o

Ever since, all the high-level executives watched the president raise his arm in the air, did nothing, and put it down again.

Huo Baiyan: Well, little one, go to sleep.

Li Yan: Good night (づ￣3￣)づ

Huo Baiyan: Good night

two seconds later,

Huo Baiyan: (づ￣3￣)づ

Li Yan:! ! !When did you learn to post facial expressions?

Huo Baiyan: Always will.

Tsk... Unexpectedly, the old fox is quite trendy.That is, this cute kaomoji doesn't match him at all.I can't even think about it, the more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes.

Li Yan shook his body and retracted into the bed.

Li Yan: I'm asleep, I'm asleep, good night.

Huo Baiyan: Good night (づ￣3￣)づ

Li Yan: ...

Huo Baiyan:?

Li Yan ignored him again.

At midnight, Aunt Wu got up to drink water, saw that the light in the study on the second floor was still on, and made a cup of coffee for her husband.

Aunt Wu gently put the coffee on the table, and when she turned to leave, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the computer screen, and saw a line of words in the search bar: What is Yanji?

Aunt Wu immediately became interested: "Sir, I know the emoji characters, they are those patterns that look weird, but young people think they are cute."

As she said that, seeing Huo Baiyan turned her head to look over, Aunt Wu thought that the husband was interested, and continued: "My granddaughter likes to use it, and I have learned a lot."

Even the nanny who is over 50 years old knows it, and Huo Baiyan, who was still searching for the meaning of kaomoji just now: "..."

With a deadpan expression on his face, he said flatly, "Well, I already know."

"Sir, although you are usually very busy, you still need to learn more about young people's preferences, otherwise you will be outdated. Old man Qian, who danced with me in the square dance, doesn't know that. It's too unfashionable."

Huo Not Fashionable President: "Auntie, go to sleep."

Auntie turned around with a smile and left, but Huo Baiyan's face was darker than before.

A moment later, the high-level executives who were about to leave the meeting had just packed their things when they heard the cold voice of the president who had been off the microphone for a long time, "Who of you know what the emoji is?"

None of the senior executives in the conference room knew what this meant, but everyone still raised their hands honestly.

There are eleven people in the meeting room, some of them are in their 40s, and they all know what the emoji are.

Huo Baiyan, who just turned 30 this year: "..."

At this time, Li Yan was sleeping soundly curled up in the warm blanket, completely unaware that the old fox was about to vomit blood from anger tonight.

Because he wanted to be with his grandfather, Li Yan and the company took a day off and slept until the sun was shining on his buttocks before getting up.

The villa of Li's family was quiet and quiet. The grandma took her daughter out for shopping early in the morning. By the way, she also gave the nanny a holiday and deliberately refused to cook for Mr. Li and Li Yan.

Li Jianhai also went to work, and when he left, he stuffed 100 yuan into the hands of old man Li and asked him to take Li Yan out for lunch.

It costs 20 yuan to buy a bag for his daughter, but only gives 100 yuan to his own father for food. Li Jianhai lives a selfish and useless life.

After Li Yan washed up, when he went downstairs, he saw Mr. Li standing in the living room, learning Tai Chi from the health program on the TV.

"Grandpa, have you had breakfast yet?"

"Eat." Grandpa Li stopped his movements and said with a smile: "Yanyan, we're going out to eat at noon today, and grandpa will take you to have a big meal."

Seeing the cold pot and stove in the kitchen, Li Yan probably guessed what was going on, and followed the old man's words: "Okay, Grandpa."

The Li family villa is relatively remote here, built on the middle of the mountain, it is a well-known wealthy area.Even if they drive to the company every day, it takes an hour on the road. Li Jianhai's wife and daughter, who are more showy and want to save face, don't agree to move to the urban area. They think that living here is superior to others.

Li Yan called a taxi with his mobile phone, and the car arrived after waiting for more than half an hour.

After getting in the car, Li Yan asked, "Grandpa, what do you want to eat?"

"It's all right." Mr. Li answered kindly, then looked at the mobile phone in his grandson's hand curiously, "Yanyan, you usually live in the dormitory, is there anyone else living in the dormitory?"

"Yes, I also have a roommate who is also doing an internship in this city."

"That's good." Mr. Li nodded reassuringly.

"Huh? Grandpa, why are you asking this?" Li Yan blinked suspiciously.

Mr. Li said with a smile: "It's nothing, just ask."

Silly grandson, there are other people in the dormitory, that man with bad intentions will not dare to do anything to you.

Huo Baiyan stayed up all night. After dealing with the company affairs, he stood in front of the French window of the study, looking at the swimming pool downstairs, with a smile in his deep eyes.

He could even imagine the restless sleeping position of the little thing at the moment.

The sky gradually turned pale, and the morning sun burst out from the top of the mountain. Huo Baiyan looked up at the distant mountains, and went back to the bedroom to change into black clothes.

At noon, the weather changed suddenly, and the originally clear sky was suddenly shrouded in black clouds.It was so dark that it was so oppressive that one couldn't breathe.

After a while, it rained heavily and thunder roared.

Huo Baiyan, who was dressed in black, parked his car in front of the cemetery, walked in with an umbrella.

Today is my mother's birthday. After so many years, no one in the Huo family remembers it except him.

Huo Baiyan went up the steps, and from a distance, he saw a man standing in front of his mother's tombstone, with his head bowed, as if he was confessing.

The corner of his mouth slowly curved into a cold arc, and he gave a mocking snort.

As the footsteps approached, Huo's father turned his head and looked over, his eyes were red, as if he had just cried.With a choked voice, he called his son, "Bai Yan, you are here."

Huo Baiyan looked at him with cold eyes, so cold that there was no warmth at all, "You can go."

"Bai Yan." Father Huo's tone became a little anxious.

Huo Baiyan walked over, bent down and placed the white rose in front of his mother's tombstone.This was my mother's favorite flower during her lifetime, and he would bring a bouquet every time he came.

Huo's father tried to grab his son's arm, but Huo Baiyan dodged indifferently, "Before you come next time, you should first ask yourself if you are worthy."

Choked so speechless, Huo's father stood there in embarrassment, his face blue and white.

After a while, he growled in a low voice: "No matter what, I'm still your father!"

Huo Baiyan laughed at himself, "It wasn't like ten years ago."

"Bai Yan." A gentle voice came from the side, and Huo's mother's younger sister walked over in a plain white cheongsam. The years had carved marks on her face, and every wrinkle at the end of her eyes was full of tenderness.

"This is in front of your mother's grave. Don't make noise, your mother will be sad. Some people don't deserve us to waste energy."

Zhou Yun put the white rose in front of her sister's tombstone, and smiled gently: "Sister, another year has passed, we are all fine, are you okay?"

Father Huo didn't say any more, turned around angrily and left.

The sound of the rain was small, and the pouring rain turned into light raindrops. After a while, the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, and the sky cleared after the rain.

The sunlight refracts on the dewdrops between the branches and leaves, reflecting the bright brilliance.

Huo Baiyan and Zhou Yun walked side by side to the entrance of the cemetery. Zhou Yun asked about his nephew's recent situation, and then talked about the old man who was out of touch at home.

"Your grandfather, you don't want us anymore. You have to live in the country and study his pig-raising techniques."

"By the way, Bai Yan, you haven't seen grandpa for a long time. Take some time and go to the countryside with us. Your grandpa likes you, maybe you can persuade him to go home."

"Okay." Huo Baiyan responded in a low voice.

At this time, old man Zhou, who raised pigs in the countryside, was sitting in front of the pigsty, waving a cattail fan, and chattering to the two big fat pigs inside.

"That old man Li didn't know he called when he went to the city. Sure enough, he met his grandson and forgot about his old friend."

The author has something to say: Mr. Huo: Am I really old?

The nursery rhyme is: "The Snail and the Oriole"

Amen A vine in front of it, A Nen A is green and just sprouting, the snail is carrying the heavy shell, climbing up step by step...

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