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"Nothing, just..."

Sigong Yan'an stayed with Xiaosan for a while, but not for a long time, but after a while, he left Xiaosan's villa.

The motorcade drove away from the door, leaving Xiao San alone in the living room, deep in thought.

The doorbell rang a few minutes after Sigong Yanan left, several times in succession, making Xiaosan who was sitting in the living room unable to even think about the problem a little bit.

Standing up helplessly, when he reached the door, he saw Ai Hayasaka standing at the door.

"......come in."

I am afraid that when Shinomiya Yanan came to Tokyo and appeared at the door of Kosan's house, Ai Hayasaka had already got the information and was waiting for the opportunity.

It's just because the other party is still with Xiaosan, so it's not easy for Hayasaka Ai to come in.

"Is it because of the incident with the Four Palace Goose Temple?"

The teacup used by Shinomiya Yanan had already been thrown into the trash can by Xiaosan. Now that Ai Hayasaka came here, Xiaosan prepared a new teacup and handed it to the other party.

"What did he come over to talk to you about?"

Not paying attention to the teacup brought by Xiaosan, Hayasaka Ai's gaze fell on Xiaosan's face tightly, as if she wanted to see something.

Xiaosan was not surprised by this, and even wanted to laugh.

Arriving in front of Hayasaka Ai, I stretched out my hand, propped it beside her side face, lifted it up with a light breeze, and a gust of fragrant wind greeted her.

"It's obvious that they are husband and wife, so you have to ask such uninteresting questions when you meet?"

The matter was related to Kaguya Shinomiya, and Ai Hayasaka did not tease Xiaosan, just joking, she just stared at Xiaosan coldly in her beautiful eyes, which made Xiaosan feel even more boring.

Sit back to the place where I was originally sitting, looked at Ai Hayasaka who was in a scrutinizing posture across from me, raised my legs, looked up at the ceiling, and took a deep breath.

"Since you want to know, I will definitely tell you, but it may be slightly different from what you guessed."

"Say."

"That is..."

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#77. Face

After getting the answer from Xiaosan, Ai Hayasaka left without saying anything.

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Just by looking at it, Xiaosan knew that the other party did not believe his words.

But for Xiaosan, it is not a surprise. There is not much connection between him and Ai Hayasaka, let alone trust.

Although it is true that there has been a little intimate contact, it is obviously nonsense to say that Hayasaka Ai completely believes what Xiaosan said because of this. Others may not know, but Hayasaka Ai is very serious about Xiaosan Clearly.

After Hayasaka Ai left, she probably went back to prepare some necessary preventive measures for the waves caused by the visit of Sinomiya Yanan.

"He tore me, Hayasaka, and Shinomiya Kaguya's newcomer who didn't show up all at once, troublesome guy, did you have such a purpose when you came here from the beginning?"

There was no other idea, maybe it was just a simple move, Shinomiya Kaguya's vigilance was aroused by Shinomiya Kaguya's own actions alone.

"Even my wife doesn't trust me anymore, it's disgusting, ha ha."

There is a bit of distress, but it is simply dissatisfied because of being swayed by Shinomiya Yanan. As for the reaction to Hayasaka Ai, Xiaosan has no expectations at all, and he has never received any benefits from Shinomiya. As far as he is a trader, no matter what happens to Shinomiya Kaguya, it has nothing to do with him.

As for the matter of Sigong Yan'an, he obviously has no room to intervene, he just needs to stay out of it and watch quietly.

"The Sigong family, should it be said that they are worthy of being a big family? The so-called family struggle is really scary."

With a smile, she picked up the teacup on her coffee table, and drank the cold tea in one gulp.

As always, there was no order, the chaotic venue and the loud metal music made Xiaosan reach out involuntarily, dig out his ears, sighed helplessly, and looked at Yuanji beside him.

The other party was used to sitting quietly at the counter, holding a glass of wine and silently sipping.

"So you called me over, but you didn't say a word?"

"Hmmm? I don't know what to say."

"Obviously you have become the leader of the Jidao, but you still haven't learned how to speak?"

"Because there are others."

"But you have to learn to speak by yourself. If you don't speak by yourself, one day you will really become dumb."

"Ah."

Genji Takiya stopped the process of self-intoxication as he poured wine into his mouth one by one until his cheeks turned slightly red, and looked at Xiao San who hadn't seen him for a long time, and felt that he had changed a lot.

"Some time ago, those guys from the Inujin Group found me."

"Ok?"

"What did you say that you want your idol to be affiliated with an agency?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

"......"

Takiya Genji didn't speak, just looked at Xiao San quietly.

"How do you answer?"

"No answer."

"yes."

Picking up the wine glass in front of him, Xiao San shook it a bit, watched the ice cubes intertwine in the glass, and took a small sip.

"So you met me today because of the matter of the Inujin Group?"

"Well, you came to see me again yesterday."

"and then?"

"I don't know, so I'm here to ask you."

"I remember this Inukin group, it was something you told me before, right?"

"Well, what about an underground idol group? You told me about it before I investigated their idol group."

"Isn't it okay for this period of time?"

"It seems that underground idols are still a bit low-key, so I want to become an official idol."

After a pause, Takiya Genji added another sentence.

"That's what the other party said."

"Becoming an idol... Idols are worthless these days. If you have to say, is it the Warring States Period for idols?"

Thinking about those idols in his own office, and then thinking about the current idols everywhere, Xiaosan couldn't help showing a helpless expression.

There are too many idols.

"I understand, I will arrange to deal with it."

"Thanks."

Picking up the wine glass, Xiaosan also picked up his own wine glass, touched Genji, and suffocated the wine in the glass with one gulp.

After talking about idols, the two men sat at the counter and drank wine glass by glass.

Although at the beginning, listening to the metal music had a noisy feeling, but as the alcohol gradually volatilized in the body, the feeling of the metal music was not as resistant as it was at the beginning, nodding in agreement to the beat.......

Xiao San himself couldn't remember when he returned home, anyway, when he woke up, it was already noon the next day.

"Hiss...headache."

He returned home drunk, lay down on his head, and waited until the next day for the familiar hangover headache.

Stomach is also very uncomfortable.

Skillfully walked out of his bedroom, took out the medicine from the drawer in the living room, swallowed it with plain water, sat in the living room, stretched out his hand to scratch his messy hair, and looked at the sunshine outside the window.

"It's getting late."

Glancing at the watch on his arm, he realized that it was already noon.

"I don't want to prepare lunch."

I thought about where I could grab lunch, but found that there was no place.

"It's either people who don't want to contact, or people who don't prepare lunch at all, trouble."

Maybe it's because I know that Xiaosan doesn't like excessive contact, or maybe it's because I'm worried about meeting other people. Those people in the daily life rarely come to Xiaosan's side on their own initiative.

Apart from Sagiri and Gui Xin together, basically no one would stay with Xiao San.

"Well, there is no hope for Sagiri. If Guixin is talking, I don't know what I'm doing. I might meet Yan Ye and get rid of it. Nitzi and Gui Xin are together, so I also get rid of it together. It's impossible to go to Qianhua's house. Hayasaka ….Exclude, and the rest.”

Thinking about it for a while, I haven't had any contact recently. For Xiaosan, he can't tell what his mood is.

There is not too much loss, and there is not much distress, and it is more taken for granted in my heart.

Thinking of Ono Ashley who came to his side last time as a guest, Xiaosan involuntarily looked down at his hands.

The ten fingers are long and slender, but empty.

"Obviously married, but don't even have a ring? Well, it's true, because I didn't give her a ring either."

It was just a formal marriage, and with Chika Fujiwara around, how could Xiaosan wear a ring.

"I don't know how long I can hide it."

Looking up at the ceiling above his head, Xiao San showed a troubled expression.

Sitting alone in the living room at night, watching the constantly playing pictures on the LCD TV, there is no wave in the eyes.

"What are you trying to do? Don't! Let me go!"

"24 years old, a college student."

"Is there any need to peek?"

"Hmm ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Xiaosan watched the movie discussed on the Internet with a blank face, and downloaded the movie to watch in a serious manner, feeling that his whole brain was broken.

He casually picked up the remote control beside him, ended the movie, stood up, went directly to the bathroom, and washed his face. He felt that his eyes were dirty, and he needed to wash them carefully. OK.

There is deep depression and resentment buried in the bottom of my heart, but there is nowhere to vent it.

Those who recommend this on the Internet are all real human scum, dung maggots with an unacceptable stench.

Xiaosan, who is alone, reckoned that some unharmonious things might appear in his dream tonight. When he thought of this, he felt deep malice towards the person who recommended this movie to him.

Originally, it was because I was alone at home and didn’t know what to do, so I found such a step-by-step movie at night, and skillfully played it on TV, but......

After washing his face, he forced himself to calm down, Xiaosan didn't say anything, he went back to the living room alone, and deleted the record casually, so as not to cause accidents and be seen by others, and then misunderstand something.

The remaining one did stretching exercises for 10 minutes in the living room, then lay down on his own bed, and fell asleep peacefully.

It's just that when he was resting, the expression on his face became quite distorted for a while......

He came to the office not because Xiaosan liked to work so much and deal with official duties, but simply because of the dream last night, which made him feel that his spirit was hurt a little.

Reminiscent of the dream scene, he decided to come to an office that was completely different from the dream environment. In a place with more girls, his hurt mood could be slightly improved.

When I came to the office, I walked straight into my office.

There are no documents on the table. In the past few days, Xiaosan has basically come to the office to check the situation, so the documents and so on are basically processed on the same day, and there is nothing that must be done.

After brewing a cup of tea casually, he sat quietly behind his desk, looked at the wide scenery outside the window, and began to enjoy it leisurely.

Only when there is nothing to deal with, Xiaosan can truly realize that he is the president of an office and he is no longer the penniless boy he was when he sat quietly in the office alone.

"At this time, should I consider writing an autobiography of myself, beautify myself, write some inspirational chicken soup by the way, and let those innocent young people look up to me?"

Whether it is those young people who yearn for a bright future and chasing their dreams, or simply for wealth and interests, wanting to find the wealth code that he has changed from an ordinary middle school student with nothing to the owner of two companies, these people will be interested in buying him Read his autobiography, shall we?

"But it's a pity that who would be so kind as to share the real way of success? Even if the way is shared, is there still a possibility of success in this era and under the current wind?"

Gently shaking my head, in the eyes of those confused generation who don't know how to go on in the future, the autobiography of those successful people is probably the only spiritual comfort they can seek?

The most ridiculous thing is that those biographies of successful people who are not written by me, relying on some gossip I don’t know where to hear, just praise and sigh for those people throughout the article, can also be directly placed on those bookshelves, and arouse those people. The pursuit of working-class young people and middle-aged people makes a lot of money.