luck on thursday

June passed, and Lin Qingyang officially ended his fourth semester.

He stood in the dormitory of the college packing his luggage, packed all the small items into the suitcase, and waited for Louis to come to pick him up with his luggage.

At this moment Christopher from the next door knocked on the door and asked him with a smile if he had finished tidying up. Lin Qingyang opened the door and asked him to come in and sit down. Master Alva squeezed in through the crack of the door politely and looked around at the young master Fitzgerald. bedroom.

"The instructor said that after cleaning up, the teacher downstairs should come up to check it, and return the key by the way... Wow, you cleaned up really clean."

After hearing this, Lin Qingyang tidied up the last bit of bedding and stuffed it into the cabinet: "You didn't tidy it up?"

"Tell my family to come over and talk to me, don't worry."

Alva sat down on the chair and asked his classmates what they were going to do this summer vacation: "Just go back to the manor? I saw that you didn't even attend the graduation ceremony of the seniors and sisters a while ago."

"Probably to go to the company. You know what I'm going to do now," Lin Qingyang smiled helplessly, "If you don't hurry up and learn more, you won't be able to handle it at all."

"Isn't there an ancestral housekeeper in your family?"

"This thing's name is Fitzgerald, not Wilfried. I think you understand."

Lin Qingyang reached out and pulled out the cabinet door, stuffed everything in, closed the door, and looked at the empty bedroom with satisfaction.

"Tsk, amazing, the future Mr. Fitzgerald." Alva tutted.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door lightly, and Alva watched helplessly as Joe, who was still calm and composed just now, had almost the same temperament and demeanor as Mr. Big Fitzteler, who was carved out of the mold in an instant, and instantly changed into a lively young master, happy He quickly ran to open the door and pulled in his gray-green-eyed butler.

"You came just in time, Louis, and I'm almost done packing."

Lin Qingyang patted the dust on his hands, and smeared it on Louis like a prank. Mr. Wilfred condoned his young master to do bad things, but in a blink of an eye, he was grabbed by the waist and lifted up high, scaring the young master into obedience. hugging his neck tightly.

Louis called him affectionately: "Let's go to the company first in the afternoon, shall we, Joe?"

"Is Philip in the company?"

"No. But he has prepared a surprise for you - he said so himself, and I don't know if it's true or not."

"It's probably some kind of share contract. I'm almost tired of reading it." The young master said mercilessly, and got off Louis, obediently and a little clingy.

The butler gathered all the high and low luggage together, opened the half-opened curtains, and instantly all the bright skylight poured in from the window like a tide, illuminating this small corner of the Imperial College of Technology.

He also accidentally found a cute little wind chime on the edge of the window, which seems to be made by Lin Qingyang himself.

"Why didn't I know that the young master still has a little hobby of making handicrafts?" Louis smiled and blew the blowing bell lightly.

Lin Qingyang said: "Please allow me to develop some hobbies after school... Also, don't think that I don't know that you also like to do handicrafts. I saw a crown made of paper in your room. It's so ugly."

They teased and laughed at each other, and moved the luggage out of the dormitory noisily, and the driver also followed to help. When Lin Qingyang was about to close the door and return the keys, he suddenly found a person sitting in the dormitory, who had been ignored by them for a long time.

Lin Qingyang was a little surprised: "Why are you still here?"

Alva: "...you didn't let me go either?!"

In the end, Master Christopher returned to his dormitory resentfully. When his family came to tidy up, the servant asked him what he had for dinner.

Alva sighed: "What to eat, I'm already full."

They asked the driver to carry the luggage back to the manor, and they got off the car outside the company's campus. When they entered the building and swiped their cards, many employees recognized the young master and greeted him one after another.

They remembered the horror of not knowing anything: sending documents to Mr. Big Fitztel, only to be waved to the next office.It was nothing at all, but when he knocked on the door next door, he found that it was Wilfred who opened the door, and the owner who needed to deal with the documents was lying on the carpet... playing on the phone.

There were snacks piled up around him, and he was obviously overwhelmed by the pampering, all he wanted to do was roll on the floor happily or something.

Of course, as soon as they came in, the young master jumped up from the stall in an instant, slipped behind the desk pretending to be serious, and signaled to put down the documents, and people can leave.

The employees didn't realize it at the time, and when they got off the elevator, they realized after a while:

Oh, God!What's the matter with thinking that their young boss is a little cute? !

It's just that as more and more documents are sent, there are fewer and fewer relaxed young masters to see. Now most of the time, they can only see little Fitzgerald who is sitting behind the desk and holding a pen, dealing with it seriously. There is Mr. Butler who is assisting by him.

he……

He also looks more and more mature.

It seemed that time brought everything together, and the shadow of Mr. Big Fitzgerald gradually appeared on his body.

It seems that it has only been a few days since the complicated affairs have changed from being in a hurry to being handy. He speaks unhurriedly and gently, and even his demeanor has the restraint and elegance that a high-class person should have.

Pity……

That young master whose smile is still a bit soft, shouldn't he just disappear like this?

As soon as Lin Qingyang stepped into the company building, the passing employees immediately called him "Little Mr. Fitzgerald", and he also nodded with a smile, straightened his shoulders, lowered his jaw slightly, and walked in the direction of the elevator with a calm pace. go.

When Lin Qingyang was dealing with the documents that Philip transferred to him, she turned her head and saw Louis sitting at the table next to him, still messing with his paper crown, which was not cute at all, and even a little ugly, pasting it on it without a smile. Little diamond, Lin Qingyang was amused.

"Louis?" He threw down his pen and leaned closer to the butler, "This is for me, right?" He said firmly, and he didn't think there was any other possibility at all.

Louis nodded: "Yes. But not now, it has a special purpose."

"What special purpose? Look at this yellow color, is it a matching crown for the birthday cake?"

Lin Qingyang was really just making a joke. He didn't expect that the moment the door opened with a bang when he returned to the manor, he keenly noticed that the manor was different.

A seven-layer cake tower was pushed out of the kitchen by the dining car. Philip followed the dining car in a wheelchair and introduced to the dumbfounded young master, "Joe, this is a cake made for you by everyone in the manor."

This... is a bit of a surprise!

Lin Qingyang was stunned, and looked up slowly. The cake was beautifully decorated by a dedicated pastry chef. It may have been frozen and just assembled, and it is still foggy. The sweet and delicious fruits are on the surface, covered with cream. Trembling, holding on and not falling.

Countless dining cars were withdrawn from the inside, with salty and fragrant meat, lace desserts, drinks, and baskets of baked buns with a burnt surface. There was no fancy, very simple.

Lin Qingyang stammered: "Wait! Is it my birthday?! My birthday isn't in winter..."

"It's today," Philip said gently, "You were born in summer, and it was changed outside." He paused for a moment, and said slowly, "But we all remember it."

All the servants came from all directions, surrounded their young master, and sang a birthday song softly. The colorful balls and lanterns in the manor that had been hidden for a long time were pulled out and hung on every corner of the manor. corner.

The golden rose rapier icon of Fitz Manor was printed on the flag. The servant on the lawn saw the cake dining car in the manor being pushed out, pulled the hidden rope, and all the flags hung from the dark place, and the long tassels swayed. The music grew louder.

Philip cut off a piece of cake from the top of the cake tower, inserted a candle, and put it in Lin Qingyang's palm.

The small candle is cute in shape, staring at a cluster of small flames, wobbly, Lin Qingyang took it in a daze, and there was no movement for a long time.

"Today is my birthday?" He groaned, still in disbelief, because no one in Fitz Manor had a birthday, including the owner of the manor, so he thought that there was no birthday party here. Tradition.

"Yes." Everyone nodded firmly.

They watched as Lin Qingyang closed his eyes and made a wish, blew out the candle, took out a small scroll from behind, crackled and crackled throughout the hall, and countless colorful golden scrolls sprayed out from inside, hanging Lin Qingyang Light up.

"Happy birthday!"

Louis put the ugly paper crown on him, Lin Qingyang pinched the edge of the paper crown, and suddenly realized: "It's no wonder you have been doing this for the past two days."

Louis laughed and straightened him up intimately: "They don't let me get involved in making the cake, so I can only arrange the strawberries and make a birthday crown for the young master by the way. It looks okay?"

"It just seems like, but it doesn't work..." Lin Qingyang muttered, raising her head to let the housekeeper see her current appearance.

Suddenly there was a sound, and the wheelchair swung lightly, arriving in front of them at the very center.

Philip cleared his throat and drew everyone's attention, including the young people in the center.

Mr. Big Fitzgerald pondered for a moment, as if he was about to make a major decision.He looked so worried that he hesitated when he said the next words.

"Joe, do you think the company's affairs are almost familiar?"

Lin Qingyang nodded: "It's almost there, and the rest of Louis can also help me deal with it. To be honest, Philip gave me too much work during this period, as if Philip was squatting in the office and not working."

He elongated the ending, and the young master tiptoed to cut a piece of cake from the top of the cake tower, handed it to Mr. Fitzgerald, and specially picked a piece with a whole strawberry for him.

Philip laughed: "Because, I'm going to get my legs treated, so I have to hand over the company to Joe."

Hand over the company, all, to the next young Fitzgerald.

Lin Qingyang almost didn't react, and heard Philip announce: "Technology has advanced, and now there is a clear plan to treat my legs, so I plan to retire early and go to Fitzgerald Town to recuperate."

"From now on, Fitzgerald will depend on you, Joe."

"You get started very quickly, and you have made great progress. You have Louis to assist you. If you still don't understand, please ask me."

"I believe in you, and I can continue to lead Fitzgerald down."