dong dong dong~

   "Second Master, the young master is here, saying he wants to see you."

  Song Yu placed a stack of documents on the five-meter-long desk. When he spoke, he carefully looked at the man who was sitting on the leather sofa and typing on his laptop.

   "Tell him I'm busy and not available."

   Quan Moting's long eyelashes draped over his eyelids, and unimportant people and events were never worth wasting half an expression on him.

  Song Yu touched his nose, understood what his grandfather meant, and was thinking about how to send the little ancestors outside, but none of the following useless people could stop him.

   Quanlie forcefully pushed open the door of the office, "Second uncle, I really have something important to tell you, just give me two minutes."

   "Then I'll give you two minutes."

  The man focused on the work at hand, without even raising his eyelids, his eyes were always fixed on the computer on the desktop, and he tapped the keyboard from time to time, his face clear and dignified.

   Quan Lie watched Song Yugong respectfully exit, and then sat on the sofa beside him, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile, "Second uncle, are you not angry?"

   "Second uncle, you also know that it was really not my fault last time. I was entangled by that woman, and second uncle, you don't like that kind of stuff, do you? I even helped you block the mine."

   He has lost nearly half a month of food and grass. As a good young man who can bend and stretch, instead of being scolded in front of his own father, he might as well try his luck in front of his unfriendly second uncle.

Although their family and Quan Moting have never dealt with each other, but they are young and promising, but they are not much older than him, but their seniority has crushed him to death. He looks like a monster, let alone a woman. Now, even men have to surrender to his charm.

   The most important thing is that Quan Moting has a pampered mother, both of whom are the old man's baby bump.

  Who makes people grow old and have children?

   "You still have a minute." The man's words were concise, revealing a hint of impatience.

   Quanlie smiled awkwardly and begged cheekily, "Second uncle, tell your grandfather, forgive me, I promise I will never cause trouble in the future, okay?"

   "Huh." The man finally stopped the movement of his hands, his slender legs overlapped in diameter, the hand wearing the watch rested lazily on his resolute and cold side face, and his thin lips moved.

   "You have to go to his old man's house and say this in person, I can't do anything about it."

   Quanlie's eyes widened, "Second uncle, if you don't help me, I'll really die for you. If I can't, it's not enough for me to pay you a woman."

The man's eyes swept slowly to Quan Lie, raised his eyebrows, and said something meaningful, "You can't solve a Su Qingqing, and you want me to help you, it seems that the wake-up of these days is not enough. Let you have a little bit of growth."

   Quanlie was stunned for a moment, what did the second uncle mean to let him teach Su Qingqing a lesson?

   "Why, is what I mean so hard to understand?"

The man opened his mouth without any hassle, every word was like biting ice, Quan Lie swallowed nervously and nodded, "No, no, I understand what the second uncle means, and I will definitely follow it. Second uncle wants to do it."

   "Then you have other things?"

   Quanlie quickly got up from the sofa and said at a loss, "No, no, then I won't disturb the second uncle's work. Second uncle, you continue to work."

   Outside the door, Song Yu naturally heard the conversation between the two clearly, and made a cup of clear tea according to Quan Moting's usual taste and put it on the table.

   He couldn't help but gossip and asked, "Second Master, the relationship between you and your wife has only improved a little. It stands to reason that you should strike while the iron is hot."

  But why did Erye deliberately say such ambiguous words? Where is he dealing with problems, he is clearly creating problems for his wife.

   Quan Moting leaned on the sofa and rubbed his brows. He didn't open his eyes, he just made a light "um", and then he didn't say anything.

  Song Yu sighed, it's true that the emperor is not in a hurry for the eunuch, the second master's mind is now more and more difficult to figure out, sometimes he really doesn't know if his master really likes Su Qingqing.

   "Song Yu." The man suddenly called out in a low voice, with no emotion or anger in his voice.

  Song Yu's heart throbbed, his back straightened, "Second Master, you ordered."

   "Wantong is rushing to shoot the Tianze land, you can find a way to get me some inside information, and all the information about Tianze will be sorted out and sent to my mailbox before get off work."

   seems to be thinking of something, Quan Moting looks like a businessman, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Set up eighty-eight flower baskets for me, congratulations to Madam Kai-Zhang-Da-Geely."

  …

   "Yawn!"

I don't know if it's because of the cold at night, Su Qingqing has been sneezing constantly all day, and even the eldest lady who came to celebrate the opening of the company couldn't help teasing her, "I said that you are now a small boss anyway, The staff offices outside are all air-conditioned.”

   She's better, her boss's office is only equipped with an old-fashioned electric fan.

   is the one that manually turns the switch to set the fan rotation time.

   Shiyi has been sulking since entering the door, almost all the clothes that he can take off on his body, his delicate face is flushed with suffocation, and the resentful beautiful eyes almost kill Su Qingqing directly.

"Oh, my lady Shi, you should be considerate and considerate of me as a migrant worker. I don't have any money. When I get a big order and have more funds, I will immediately decorate my tall office into a splendid splendor. How about it."

   The girl bared her big white teeth, how stupid she was when she laughed, Shi Yi couldn't help giving her a big white eye.

   "Forget it, if your aesthetics are as good as choosing a man, you won't let Uncle Bai design and decorate for you."

  Su Qingqing was embarrassed, touched her nose, and said shamelessly, "Isn't it a lot of work for those who are capable? Uncle Bai is his own person, and he doesn't spend any money, so it has nothing to do with my aesthetics."

   She patted the table and retorted in dissatisfaction, "I'm a serious fashion designer. I have problems with aesthetics and I design gross clothes."

   "So I did your graduation project for you. Don't forget that your design made the instructor a little mad."

   This kind of dark history is too embarrassing to mention it in front of outsiders.

  Su Qingqing obediently shut up, hugged Shiyi's arm to please, and shook it over and over again, "Oh, I know you are amazing, so I asked you to be my chief design director, is it interesting enough, hehe."

   "How much is the salary?" The question that comes out of the mouth is death, which is too realistic to be realistic.

  Su Qingqing scratched his head, stretched out **** shyly, and asked weakly, "Is this okay, I will give you a raise later?"

   Shiyi raised his eyebrows and asked in disgust, "It's only 10,000, did you make a mistake in sending beggars?"

   Someone swallowed his saliva and had a hard time keeping his voice to a minimum, "Cough, actually I said a thousand..."

   Well, Su Qingqing felt embarrassed when she said such shameless words.