I Have Paid Too Much For This Home

Su Xingchen, who was talking nonsense with his eyes open, held his breath and waited for the owner's response.

It took a long time before I heard the other person seem to say without doubt, "Well, now that you're sleepy, let's talk next time."

The young man was pleased and squeaked cautiously: "Okay, Mr. Yu, good night."

How can Qingrun's voice be heard?

"Well, good night." Yu Fengxing, who had no siblings, naturally understood his tolerance for Su Xiaochen at this moment as his brother cared for his younger brother.

In this way, the explanation is clear. He has a different attitude towards Secretary Pei and Su Xiaochen.

Su Xingchen pretended to hang up the owner's phone in drowsiness and immediately stood up and hung the mosquito net.

But ... he was heavy and stressful in his heart.

During this time, as the relationship with the house owner became better, the other party unexpectedly began to care about his study and life.

How to say, being cared for is a very warm thing.

In fact, Su Xingchen was afraid that with the deeper and deeper contact, the ordinary citizen himself would eventually disappoint the owner of the house.

But Su Xingchen is not the kind of worrying person, he just shakes his head after thinking about it for a while, sits inside the hanging mosquito net, and reads the book with the rechargeable lamp.

Recently, his hair has not been taken care of for two months, so bangs have become particularly dazzling, and they need to be **** with rubber bands so as not to affect his sight.

Speaking of which, Su Xingchen's skin is so fair that he came to the mountain for two months and still looks whiter than the average boy.

The skin on the hands is also white.

So white, long fingers, especially around a leg with a ballpoint pen, look great.

At this time, President Yu, who was eating supper, replayed the conversation process with Su Xiaochen just now, and he found a problem that should not be ignored, that Su Xiaochen was suspected of being tired of learning.

Thinking of this, Yu Fengxing frowned slightly.

After all, how do you say, although he acts freely and unrestrained, in fact, there is still a very traditional and conservative place in his heart, for example, in the face of academic attitude, he is very persistent.

Even at the lowest point in her life, Yu Fengxing is still meticulous in her studies.

Therefore, he quite disapproved of Su Xiaochen's age at school, instead of going to school, but wasting time in the ditch.

Given the special circumstances of Su Xiaochen's family, he is now likely to be an orphan.

Yu Fengxing's no-nosy principle has also changed a bit, and it is incumbent on him to embrace this matter.

The next morning, Yu Fengxing went to the company to handle a circle of affairs and stopped to call Su Xingchen.

Well, the youth who had forgotten the pain was measuring the size of the stove with a rope in the kitchen, and suddenly indirectly to the owner's phone, his voice was almost joyous: "Mr. Yu?"

Yu Fengxing heard him so happy and raised his eyebrows: "Is it so happy to receive my call?"

"Of course." Su Xingchen said without hesitation.

"Okay," Yu Fengxing said with relief. "Then let's talk about your school."

Su Xingchen: ...

Su Xingchen moved his eyes eagerly, like a small animal with a neck around him.

After hesitated for a long time, he said, "Mr. Yu, I'm actually a bit busy now, really." In order to win the trust of Mr. Yu, Su Xingchen immediately took a picture of his stove and sent it!

If last night Yu Fengxing only speculated that Su Xiaochen was tired of studying, then today he is very firm and affirmative that Su Xiaochen is tired of studying and very obviously does not want to go to school.

Yu Fengxing frowned and asked the young student: "Why do you exclude school?"

Su Xingchen opened her mouth, speechless.

The owner who cared about him lowered his voice and guessed, "Not doing well?"

"No." Su Xingchen's academic performance is better.

"Is it school violence?" Yu Fengxing finished, and her already serious face suddenly pressed, and she seemed to ask more and more fiercely: "Who dares to bully you? You can tell me."

Su Xingchen was stunned, and can ... still be like this?

I have to say that the feeling of being guarded by the owner is very disturbing.

"No." Su Xingchen didn't want to lie to others to make it clear: "No one bullied me. I didn't want to go by myself."

Then the owner would definitely ask why he didn't want to go.

Su Xingchen was annoying because he didn't want to say he was sick.

"Why don't you want to go?" Yu Fengxing asked unexpectedly.

"..." The young man who didn't want to answer pretended to be dead, and looked at the rope in his hand for a while, and at a later time, looked at the stove top that he had made up. By the way, he secretly made up his mind to quickly catch up with the progress of his studies. loser.

"Su Xiaochen." Yu Fengxing's deep voice came.

"Uh ..." Su Xingchen said for a moment: "Well, I'm here."

This kind of glutinous character makes people heavy and dare not speak, Yu Fengxing really can't take him.

The two were deadlocked for a while, and the man with poor patience announced that he would give up: "Well, you don't want to say that I have no position to interfere with you, after all, it is your own business to not go to school."

Su Xingchen's eyes widened and he was uncomfortable with the words of the owner.

"No ..."

He wanted to say something to explain one or two, but Yu Fengxing said quickly: "Then you keep busy, let's talk next time."

At this moment, Su Xingchen knew that the owner of the house was angry, and he couldn't hold back the other person to say a few more words, but suddenly felt that it was also good to keep the distance ... and it was okay, and said, "Well, bye."

Hanging up the phone, Su Xingchen looked at the stove in dismay, and was not in a good mood.

Then he continued to use the rope to measure the size, register the data, and when he was done, went to reclaim the vegetable garden to keep himself busy.

But my mood is still not good.

At noon for lunch, in order to express his apology to the owner, Su Xingchen did a good job.

However, throughout the afternoon, the usual 咚咚 咚咚 ringing mobile phone, as if broken, was extremely quiet.

Su Xingchen was unhappy, picked up his cell phone and sent a short message to the owner: Mr. Yu, I went to the street to buy a pot.

The awkward General Manager Yu, after working, he sent a text message to Su Xiaochen, and his displeased mood was immediately clear.

However, after reading the text message today, Yu Fengxing did not return to the usual place.

In the company's tea room, Secretary Pei drank two cups of coffee here in a row, but still didn't want to go out.

Because he is waiting for a good man who can share gossip with him!

"Director of accounting!" Finally, Secretary Pei saw the chief of accounting holding a cup and he beckoned immediately: "Come here and tell you something, don't tell the boss, otherwise he will kill me."

The director of planning was greeted with enthusiasm, and she came over suspiciously and said, "What's the matter?"

Secretary Pei laughed like a big-tailed wolf. She reached down and said, "The boss is arguing with the subject, and is awkward."

"How do you know?" Director Ji's face changed, but he didn't expect to hear the gossip of the boss, and a grim smile appeared suddenly.

"Looking at my cell phone for a day." Secretary Pei snorted, especially heroically: "Every time I'm disappointed."

"Oh!" Director Ji patted his thigh: "My mom ..." It was hard working with a smile!

"Calm and calm." Secretary Pei patted Ji Jiaying's shoulder, pretending to ask casually: "Did you have been like this when arguing before?"

I saw Director Ji's smile gradually disappear, and his face became weak. "We have never had a fight."

Not that she has a good temper, but that the old beast did not quarrel with her at all!

Seeing Secretary Pei did not understand, Ji Jiaying said that he shared his gossip with himself and said, "What is a couple? A couple is a quarrel and an awkward one, but I was a little ignorant, and your boss They can only be regarded as good friends who eat together and go to the library together. The friendship between them is extremely pure. "

It is the legendary pure friendship between a man and a woman, and Director Ji has proved that it exists.

After the chief of accounting said, he smashed Secretary Pei with his arm: "Okay, let's stop, don't stop me from washing the cup."

Secretary Pei was satisfied with curiosity and let go with satisfaction: "You ask, please."

In this way, another day is about to pass.

When Su Xingchen was reading in a mosquito net, he occasionally glanced at the quiet mobile phone and thought that Mr. Yu might not return a text message tonight.

Would you like to make a direct call?

As soon as this idea appeared in Su Xingchen's heart, he was judged in time.

He wondered anxiously, even if it got through, Mr. Yu asked the same question again a moment, how could he answer it himself?

So Su Xingchen didn't make this call.

After reading the book for a while, carefully pursing the mosquito net, he turned off the lamp and went to sleep.

However, at this time, the mobile phone in the quilt suddenly turned on the screen, scaring Su Xingchen's heart.

He opened it in surprise and saw that there was only the word 'Good night', and then sighed with a crooked mouth.

Good night Mr. Yu.

This is the message received by Yu Fengxing. He looked at his face on the second floor several times, and his mood was not uncomplicated.

As Su Xiaochen's friend, President Yu knows exactly what should be managed and what should not be managed.

The problem is that Su Xiaochen's parents died and they were all alone. He was still a child with extremely immature thoughts. He didn't say anything when he thought about something, and he seemed to be carrying some secrets.

Yu Fengxing was not interested in these secrets. He pondered that to manage Su Xiaochen's affairs, he must first know what kind of image he has in Su Xiaochen's mind and whether he has the ability to control him.

Otherwise, if you step in, it will cause resentment not to say, and will also cause a joke.

With Yu Fengxing's pride, he would not allow that.

The problem at present is that it is impossible to determine what Su Xiaochen thinks.

This makes Yu Fengxing a little irritable.

As soon as he gets irritable, his temper becomes extremely bad, his temper becomes extremely bad, and the employees in the company suffer.

Looking at the technical department on vacation this weekend, the Minister Ye Xiaohan was collectively encouraged to send a message to the boss on Friday afternoon about the vacation.

Ye Xiaohan promised without pressure, and then sent a message to BoSS: President Yu, collective holiday tomorrow.

You know, he said to Yu Fengxing two days ago, and felt that it was quite stable.

For a while, Yu Fengxing suddenly thought that tomorrow would be Saturday, and thinking that tomorrow would be Saturday, she would think that she could stay at home all day tomorrow, and the student Su Xiaochen who was tired of studying.

Let it go.

President Yu sneered and typed two words in the past.

Ye Xiaohan: What did you say! ? Don't let it go? Didn't we say yes? You have the courage to say no, you come over to me, I'm ready to say hello to you!

Yu Fengxing: OK, I'll go now.

Ye Xiaohan: Hey, brother, I'm kidding, brother!

Yu Fengxing is not joking. He really has something to say to the technical department, not just to play tricks with Ye Xiaohan.

Walked to the technical department, a person holding a delivery box came forward and collided with the absent-minded BoSS.

Suddenly the box fell and the contents were rolled out.

Xiong Yuanfei found that he hit his boss, and he couldn't take care of his courier service immediately. He bowed and apologized to the boss: "I'm sorry, boss, sorry!"

Just being hit a bit, Yu Fengxing waved his hand: "It's okay." Then he looked down at the mess on the ground, raised the trousers by the knee, and squatted down to help Xiong Yuanfei clean up together.

Xiong Yuanfei was flattered and said, "Boss, don't do it. These things have mud. I'll do it myself. Don't get your hands dirty."

It can be seen that he admires Yu Fengxing very much.

Of course, Yu Fengxing can be called God in his mind.

"It's all right."

Now this **** even squatted with him without a rack to pick up the mountains.

Xiong Yuanfei felt that his worship of the boss was deeper!