I Have Paid Too Much For This Home

Among the things scattered are pueraria roots with dirt, and yam braised with mucus.

As Xiong Yuanfei said, packing these things with your own hands will inevitably be full of hands.

However, Yu Fengxing didn't care. In fact, when he looked down at these things, he remembered for a moment that he was the object of his anger, Su Xiaochen.

Just the day before yesterday, Su Xiaochen braved the scorching sun in July and dug up the mountain to come back and cook for him.

These Yu Fengxing are all remembered in his heart, so he thought, why should he be more tolerant of a society member like Su Xiaochen who is not a worldly person?

Yu Fengxing found himself a step down, and after a short time decided to finish talking about the technical department, he called Su Xiaochen.

"thank you boss!"

The two men quickly packed up the pueraria and yam, Xiong Yuanfei said to BoSS gratefully, his admiration was beyond words.

After all, he still remembers that the boss caught him at work and watched the live broadcast last time, but he didn't say anything about him.

"I bought it online?" Yu Fengxing clapped her hands and asked curiously.

"Yes!" Xiong Yuanfei said with a brain: "This is a wild mountain product dug by the anchor in the mountains, not artificially planted, do you want it, boss? Or I will give you a little, take it back and make soup!"

As a boss, Yu Fengxing is so embarrassed to take employees' stuff. Besides, he is not without: "No need, I have it at home."

Xiong Yuanfei said enthusiastically: "This is dug in the mountains!"

Yu Fengxing thought silently that my house was also dug in the mountains: "Go in, I'll wash my hands first." Then he went directly to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and washed the dirt and mucus on the handle with the hand soap.

Washing and washing, Yu Fengxing found something wrong.

He felt his hands itchy.

How is this going?

Yu Fengxing couldn't help scratching it, but found that the more it scratched, the more itchy, the more itchy he scratched, causing a lot of red marks to appear on the back of his hand.

"..." President Yu was black-faced, and the whole person was not good.

Suddenly he remembered that Su Xiaochen should know what was going on.

So without hesitation, he took out his cell phone and called Su Xingchen.

The sudden call scared Su Xingchen, but he was still happy to pick it up: "Mr. Yu? Are you looking for me?"

Is not this nonsensical?

Yu Fengxing awkwardly, looking down at the back of his hand that was covered with red marks and itchy, and said, "Yes, I want to ask you something."

Su Xingchen immediately Alexander thought that Mr. Yu would ask about reading again.

"Well, you said."

"I just touched Gegen and yam, and now it's itchy on my hand, what's the matter?" Yu Fengxing said concisely, his tone too rigid and indifferent.

"Ah, it is so." Su Xingchen didn't pay any attention to what was wrong with Mr. Yu's tone. His attention was focused on, how could Mr. Yu encounter yam? Then popular science said: "This is normal, because you get yam's mucus, which causes itching."

The solution is simple.

Su Xingchen said, "Do you have gas around you?"

"No." Yu Fengxing looked around: "I'm in the company."

"Hmm ..." It's a bit difficult, Su Xingchen thought about it: "Then you can make a little fire with waste paper and grill the itchy place, it can play an immediate role. But pay attention to safety."

It's not difficult.

Yu Fengxing nodded and said, "I see. Thank you."

"You're welcome." Su Xingchen smiled and held back: "Um, are you still angry, Mr. Yu?"

Su Xingchen finally found out, Mr. Yu's tone was strange today.

The boss who was directly questioned felt that it was really laborious to be angry with a dull person like Su Xiaochen, so it was unnecessary, so he sighed and said, "No, I'll go to a fire first."

When Su Xingchen got the answer, he believed, and seriously instructed: "Be careful, don't cook it."

Yu Fengxing raised his corner of the mouth, and it took a lot of effort to suppress it: "Well, it's gone."

The toilet is undoubtedly the best place to commit crimes. According to Su Xingchen, Yu Fengxing smoked a pile of paper towels and operated directly on the toilet.

As for the lighter, as an old cigarette, he had it in his pocket.

After the thin flame rose, Yu Fengxing put her hand on the flame and shook it back and forth, feeling the heat of the fire, and blazing those itchiness on the red skin.

Sure enough, just like Su Xingchen said, it soon didn't itch.

Before the general manager Yu left, he collected the ashes, and when he walked into the technical department with his head strutting, he almost changed his face.

Ye Xiaohan was almost skeptical that his boss and brother weren't here for trouble, but to come to him for a drink.

"Lao Yu, did you just play me on purpose, right?"

Otherwise, the holiday will be said early in the morning, and it will not be possible to change it temporarily.

"Well." Yu Fengxing simply acknowledged it.

Anyway, the technical department is not different for the company after the weekend. In short, there is something in the company, they still have to come back. This is the programmer's hardship.

"You really are!" Qi Xiaoye smiled.

Yu Fengxing didn't feel a little guilty, but looked around: "Don't you say you prepared slippers? Where is it?"

Ye Xiao chilled, and bent over to take off his shoes.

"Okay, don't make a noise." Yu Fengxing casually pulled a chair over and sat down to tell Ye Xiaohan the business.

Just then, Yu Fengxing's cell phone rang.

He took out his mobile phone, saw Su Xiaochen's name, raised an eyebrow, and did not move.

Ye Xiaohan looked at Yu Fengxing in doubt, preparing to ask why he didn't answer, and saw the phone weirdly stubbornly: "Hey, broken?"

Yes, it's broken.

Yu Fengxing did not hesitate to call back immediately.

Su Xingchen's voice came over the phone and said, "I'm sorry Mr. Yu, I just called the customer and accidentally pressed your phone."

So is this call wrong?

Yu Fengxing frowned instinctively, and realized that something was wrong, and then released: "It's all right." By the way, telling Su Xingchen: "The method you said is very useful."

"Really? That's good." Su Xingchen was very happy that he could help Mr. Yu. He smiled and said: "Then I will continue to call other customers to remind them."

Yu Fengxing: "Yes."

Hanging up the phone, meeting Ye Xiaohan's weird smile, he kicked him politely.

This satyr, full of yellow waste in his head, must be thinking about bad things again.

"Ah, what are you doing to me? I didn't say anything." Ye Xiaohan wailed with his calf, his face filled with injustice.

"Speaking of business." Yu Fengxing gave him a righteous glance, with the momentum of beeping his other foot.

"Okay, okay, okay ..." Ye Xiaohan kept a low profile, and his mouth slipped.

How to say, he disagrees with Yu Fengxing's lifestyle.

Too ascetic!

The image of Yu Fengxing in their minds is the pure minded practitioner.

Obviously the boss is so overbearing, with so many money resources in his hand, he is living a life like an ascetic monk.

Usually don't say take the initiative to drink wine, even the pretty woman walked past him, and did not hesitate.

How many men in the world can do this?

Yu Fengxing can do it.

Had it not been for Yu Fengxing's love affair, Ye Xiaohan would have doubted that he was not functioning properly.

But then again, even if they have been in love, they seem to prove nothing.

Thinking about it, Ye Xiaohan's face showed a wretched smile.

"Oh, why hit me?" Ye Xiaohan held his head in pain for a second.

"Be serious." Yu Fengxi warned ruthlessly, as if she knew Ye Xiaohan was slandering herself again: "It's only two months before school starts. How did I think about what I told you last time?"

As soon as he mentioned that, Ye Xiaohan converged with a hippie smile: "This ..."

Just after saying a word, someone in the office's cell phone rang again, interrupting the conversation between the two of them.

"Hey? Anchor brother?" Xiong Yuanfei answered the call. Although he deliberately lowered his voice, Yu Fengxing was very good at hearing and clearly heard him say, "Yes, Gegen and yam have been received, what? Will the mucus get itchy when it touches the skin? Oh, it ’s enough to bake it on fire? Well, I know. The anchor brother is so careful, he even called to remind me. ”

Xiong Yuanfei talked to the other party, and the other party said goodbye, he quickly said: "Okay, thank you, goodbye!"

The programmer who hung up the phone suddenly saw a figure standing next to himself: "Eh!" Xiong Yuanfei was startled and looked up: "Old, boss?"

Xiong Yuanfei stood up in a hurry and said in the same panic as last time: "Are you okay?"

"Who were you calling just now?" Yu Fengxing just felt wrong right away. No reason. Su Xiaochen just said that he had to call the customer to remind him that the yam mucus would be itchy. Xiong Yuanfei received the same content call.

Xiong Yuan was confused, but he didn't expect the boss to ask such a question, and then scratched his head and said, "Just buy yam for my anchor brother, boss, what's wrong?"

"What's his name?" Yu Fengxing asked, staring closely at his subordinates.

"I don't know." Xiong Yuanfei saw the boss's eyes very obviously turned disappointed, and suddenly said: "But you can look at the express order, there may be a name on the order."

Yu Fengxing thought about it, and waited for Xiong Yuanfei to move his hand, he looked directly at the courier box at the employee's feet.

Sure enough, the box had a full courier slip on it, with a clear name and phone address.

When Yu Fengxing saw the three words "Su Xingchen", his expression was faint, because what he thought of was not Su Xiaochen, who was playing tricks with Lai Pi, but a young man who had a side in the Korean family in Beijing. Stars.

In other words, some of his ridiculous guesses before are likely to be true.

Thinking of this, Yu Fengxing opened the address book silently and compared the two phone numbers, and found that they were exactly the same.

The general manager Yu, who had been tricked by him, became extremely ugly for a moment.

Needless to say, Su Xingchen is Su Xiaochen!

This little liar!

"Boss ..." Xiong Yuanfei saw that BoSS's face became more and more ugly, and he couldn't help trembling: "What, what?"

Does the boss even know the anchor brother?

Otherwise, why is there a phone number of the anchor in the address book?

Still, the boss also bought the yam of the anchor brother!

I have to say that Xiong Yuanfei's association is a bit rich.

"You said he was the anchor?" Yu Fengxing calmed down and stared at Xiong Yuanfei. "Tell me which platform he is on? What account?"

Xiong Yuanfei thought tremblingly, why did the boss look like he was looking for a difference?

Should I betray the anchor brother! ?

But if you do n’t sell it, you will be fired by your boss!

So Xiong Yuanfei did n’t need to struggle at all, so he put on the live broadcast platform and account of his younger brother, and said bluntly: "This younger broadcaster usually does not broadcast very much, but he regularly releases some small videos. Life with his dog, chicken ... "

When Yu Fengxing heard keywords like dogs and chickens, he frowned, and sneered, "Two dogs, ten chickens, right?"

Xiong Yuanfei froze and nodded sharply: "Huh, uh, boss, how do you know?"

Does the boss really know the anchor brother?

Yu Fengxing thought dumbly, of course I knew that I still eat his dishes and supper every day!

Just don't know he is this kind of person.

"Lao Ye, let's talk next time. I still have something to do now." Yu Fengxing, full of gas, took the information given by Xiong Yuanfei, and went out of the technical department unhappily.

Ye Xiaohan looked at it tremblingly and said to Xiong Yuanfei, "What is he going to do? Are they fighting?"

Xiong Yuanfei shook his head: "No ... I don't know."

But he had a hunch that he seemed to be in trouble?