The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

Si Xinghe dragged Bu Chensu upstairs.

Bang, close the door of the study.

Click, it's locked.

"call!"

With a sigh of relief, he threw himself on the sofa, moved a little, found a comfortable position and posture, raised one arm and put it under his head, reappearing lazy.

Bu Chensu was not in a hurry, and sat down by himself. There was a collection of essays on the table, and the binding was very new.

Xu was looking for something to do, so Bu Chensu brought it over and flipped a few pages at random, but was quickly attracted.

The writing in each of the papers is sharp and deep.

From psychology to management to archaeology, hunting is widespread.

"Are these papers written by Uncle Si before?" Bu Chensu saw Si Xinghe's name on it.

"Um."

Si Xinghe closed his eyes and responded with a nasal voice.

The study was quiet again, with only the occasional sound of turning pages.

Si Xinghe opened his eyes and swept aside.

"interested?"

Bu Chen looked up, "Can you lend me a look?"

Si Xinghe moved, lying on his side facing the direction of Bu Chensui, with one arm propping his head up.

"Be my son, you can take whatever you want."

Bu Chensu lowered his head and continued to read the paper, clearly ignoring Si Xinghe's words.

Si Xinghe pouted, "I really have no sense of humor, and I don't know how to make my little princess happy."

Bu Chensu's eyes flashed slightly, and just as he raised his head to ask something, Si Xinghe's voice came to his mind again.

"Calling you up is not just to hide from my mother, but to give you a task. The specific planning of the southern suburbs project and the development plan for the next five years will be handed over to you. Seven days should be fine, right?"

Bu Chen was puzzled, "Is there no specific plan for the southern suburbs project?"

Si Xinghe yawned, his eyelashes wet with physiological tears, and his whole body was a little tired.

"No."

The answer is very straightforward.

"Just for you to practice your hands, let me see how your real level is?"

After he finished speaking, Si Xinghe glanced at him again, "You can do it yourself, don't use Lisa to prevaricate me, I want to keep the southern suburb project as a dowry for my little princess, you brother, take me seriously. Son."

"Marriage... makeup?" Bu Chensu was slightly startled.

Si Xinghe felt very sleepy after drinking, so he closed his eyes again, "Take the thesis home and look at it, and remember to close the door when you go out."

The well-proportioned breathing sounded, Si Xinghe frowned slightly even when he was asleep, and Bu Chensu suddenly remembered that this was not the first time he saw Si Xinghe sleeping in the study.

After walking out of the study, Bu Chensu saw Si Niannian who was about to go back to the room at the stairs.

"Brother Su and Uncle San have finished talking?"

"Um."

Bu Chensu picked up the little girl, sent it back to the room, and put it on the bed.

"Baby go to bed early, and you have to take the martial arts exam tomorrow."

Si Niannian nodded, his eyes fell on the paper in Bu Chensu's hand.

"Huh? Third uncle got the binding so soon?"

"Baby has seen this collection of essays?"

"Well, when I went to the third uncle's study yesterday, he was printing the papers, saying that they were going to be bound into volumes. Someone wanted to see that it was for you, brother Su. The third uncle said that these were his unpublished papers. can not be seen."

Si Niannian's words touched Bu Chensu's heart. He thought it was Si Xinghe who had finished reading it and put it on the table, but he didn't expect that it was prepared for him from beginning to end.

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