Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

A small cafe with old decoration near the old residential area in the south of the city.

Unknown light music is playing in the museum, and old-colored tassels hang from the glass of the booth by the street.

Xiao Changshan sat on the side of the booth with a blank expression.

At night, orange street lights lit up the road outside.

Vehicles roared past non-stop, and the noise was clearly transmitted through the glass windows.

"You came to see me, what's the matter?" He looked out the window with a dry and hoarse voice.

Xiao Li looked at him indifferently, and after not seeing him for a while, the aura on the man's body became even darker.

Unshaven, bloodshot eyes, decadent and negative.

The thin coat he was wearing was wrinkled, and stains could be seen on the collar and cuffs. It was a pity that it was made of a good material.

There is no trace of a wealthy family background in his whole body, and he looks more like a low-level worker who is overwhelmed by life.

"A director of Xiao's subsidiary made a mistake and was fired, and the position is temporarily vacant. I don't plan to recruit people from outside, so you can fill in the position." Xiao Li cut to the point, with an indifferent tone.

There was no room for negotiation either.

Xiao Changshan was stunned for a moment, "Me? To be the supervisor?"

"Do you think your position is low? Your ability is only enough to be a supervisor. The Xiao family has spent a lot of money on you these years, and they have to follow your ass to clean up the mess. I will take notes one by one. You work part-time Repay the debt."

Xiao Changshan was naturally embarrassed by being so straightforwardly ridiculed, but the anger in his heart was dissipated before it gathered up when he met those indifferent eyes of the imposing young man.

They are obviously father and son, but when they sit here face to face, people can easily feel the difference. The young man is like the high moon, while he is the low dust in the mud.

All Xiao Changshan's arrogance has long since been worn away bit by bit by life.

"Xiao Changshan, you have no room for bargaining. I'll give you three days. Whether you want to work for my Xiao family or continue to hit a wall outside, you can think about it carefully. This is the only chance."

"Why... you want me to go back?"

"Hey." The young man laughed, and threw out a few photos in front of him, each of which had Li Shiqing on it, smiling coquettishly, just like when they first met, "I want to see, how many crowns do you want on your body?" Li Shiqing will change his mind only if he has a title."

Xiao Changshan clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were bloodshot, he stared at the sneering young man, "She is your mother!"

"She is also your wife." Xiao Li got up slowly, and asked the man softly before leaving, "Perhaps you should ask, does she still remember her identity?"

The young man left, his back was firm as if he would never bend, always so arrogant and strong, unkind.

Xiao Changshan's eyes fell on the empty space opposite, his tightly clenched fists kept shaking, and the backs of his hands were full of veins.

He was short of breath, his eyes were red, and he refused to look at those photos no matter what.

After a long, long time, my back suddenly collapsed, and I fell on the table crying and laughing.

How could he not know what she did to the woman he once held on top of his heart?

To force yourself to be calm, to force yourself not to be paranoid, is nothing but self-deception.

In the past, even if he was kicked out of Xiao's house because of her, was cut off by his father, and his son was in trouble, and his head was broken and bloody when he met outside, he had never suffered so much.

It was as if a hole had been gouged out in the heart, and blood flowed horizontally.

Xiao Changshan finally admitted that his life has become a joke all these years.

...

Back at the Banshan Villa, the living room lights on the first floor were on.

The white-haired old man sat on the sofa with his back to the door, motionless.

The back is old, lonely, lonely.

Xiao Li looked outside the door for a long time before stepping in, "Aren't you going to lock yourself in the study tonight?"

"Stinky boy, I will bury this old man when I come back, can't I come down and take a breath?" The old man turned his head, his eyes swept away, "Is it done?"

"It's done. If Xiao Changshan doesn't want to eat dirt, he will report to the subsidiary company in three days."

"How can you be sure that he will definitely go? That bastard whose brain was eaten by a dog is so focused on Li Shiqing that he might not share his anger with you."

"He will come, he doesn't have that much backbone, and the infatuated kind also wants to eat."

"..." When the grandson came over and sat down lazily, Mr. Xiao said again, "Can this method work?"

"Whether it works or not is not our concern." Xiao Li sneered, leaning back on the sofa, "If you really care about the Li family's tricks, you'll be fooled."

The worry in Mr. Xiao's eyes disappeared, a faint smile appeared, and he hummed, "Tell me."

"Deliberately putting Li Shiqing on the bright side, doing such a disgusting thing, the Li family is trying to distract us, and when we put our minds on this to maintain the reputation of the Xiao family, their behind-the-scenes actions will be completed more smoothly. They are trying to gain a firm foothold under our noses, but if they are upright and upright, I would not bother to talk to them, so I want to defy Lao Tzu."

"Then let them fall short." Mr. Xiao laughed and patted the sofa happily, "I thought you were really fooled by this little trick."

"It's the Li family who are used to judging others by themselves."

For business opponents or opponents, with the style of the Li family, they must cut the grass and root out the roots without leaving any future troubles.

So they used empathy to judge the Xiao family, worried that the Xiao family would snuff out the chance of survival they had finally seized.

Moreover, Li Shiqing's chess piece is really useful for the Li family.

Anyway, the relationship between the Xiao family and the Li family could never be eased, so the Li family simply broke their cans and turned away. Since they no longer expected to gain anything from the Xiao family, they were not afraid of offending them one more time.

"However, Li Fengyao has changed a bit, old man, please pay more attention."

"How can I say your grandpa has gone through the wind and waves for decades, why, are you afraid that I will fall into the hands of a brat?"

"Conceit is the first step to death. Didn't your dad teach you that before? I learned it when I was a kid."

Mr. Xiao, "..." My dad is your great-grandfather! Do you know how to be polite?

After teasing the old man, Xiao Li calmed down, "Don't underestimate him, I deliberately provoked and tested him before, but now he can calm down very much, the city is much deeper."

If it were Li Fengyao before, even if he didn't get angry, his complexion would change if he was staring at him with the middle finger.

Eighteen or nineteen-year-old boys are subject to age restrictions no matter how they live in the city, so you can always tell what's going on in your mind.

But last time, the other party didn't even shake their eyes, making it hard to see through.

Li Fengyao is different from before.

The first time Xiao Li noticed it, he increased the opponent's weight.

He never underestimated himself, and never underestimated others easily.

In case one day the gutter capsizes and fails to pass the assessment of the Yan family and the Song family, then it will be a long way off for him and the little boy to blossom and bear fruit.

Thinking of the old foxes in the Yan family and the Song family, Xiao Li's head hurts.

In comparison, he would rather face ten Li Fengyao.

Made.