The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

Zheng Shenke returned to the room with a black face, thinking of He Qing's intensified arrogance, rubbing his eyebrows with a headache. After his parents died, he was received by He Qing's father, He Changying. He went directly to the company as soon as he graduated. He has always been very grateful to He Changying and Zheng Shenke, but his son He Qing ——

The cold-eyed man sighed in the darkness and closed his eyes.

Early the next morning, Zheng Shenke just opened the door and heard the arrogance, which is unique to the teenagers, and the ending sound will always rise. "Today's food tastes so astringent, I won't eat it!"

The arrogant young man who arbitrarily dropped the tableware stood up unhappy, as if he was about to go out, but saw the man going downstairs. His eyes lit up suddenly, and he ran over two or three times. "Zheng Shenke, give me some money !"

The man walked slowly down the stairs and glanced at the truffle he dropped. "The white truffle that was airlifted from France this morning, you sell it and you can get a lot of money."

The young, white and tender face suddenly deflated unhappily, "That truffle was already terrible! Do you give any money!"

"I don't have money, you need to ask Uncle He." Zheng Shenke does not intend to meet the unreasonable demands of this young master.

"Humph!" The young boy's lips were unhappy, the small dimples were looming, "If you don't give, you won't give! Who is rare!"

With that, he turned and was about to leave. After two steps, he stopped again. He proudly looked up and refused to show his timidity, with an inadvertent tone, "The next week, your birthday, what you want, the younger rewards you. "

Mentioned the birthday, the man's face suddenly looked ugly, "No need."

Rarely kind He Qing was angry with his attitude, wanted to be angry, looked at his gloomy face again, and snorted coldly, "Huh! I just ask, you really think I want to give You buy it! Sooner or later, my dad will get you out!"

That being said, Zheng Shenke clearly saw the injury that flashed in the eyes of the teenager. He paused, almost thinking he was wrong, and did not wait for him to see clearly. He was as strict as a ball. He Qing has gone away with anger.

The steward came up with the dish and saw the angry face of the teenager. He helped explain to Zheng Shenke, "Little Master wants to buy you a birthday gift. I just asked me what you would like, and I haven’t given it to you for so many years. After the gift, I want to make up for it this time. Don’t blame him. When the accident happened, the young master was still young and didn’t know anything."

"I understand." Zheng Shenke lowered his eyes, obviously expressionless, but it made people see the loneliness.

His parents died in a car accident on his birthday. For so many years, not only others, but even Zheng Shenke had never thought of a birthday. This was the first time since his parents had an accident. Someone said he would give him a birthday gift. .

【Ding! Zheng Shenke favors: 5】

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The teacher was not in the large classroom, He Qing swaggered in from the back door, and the pretty girl sitting in the last row quickly waved at him, "A Qing! Here!"

Seeing the young man wrapped in a ball came slowly, but stood still in front of the seat, Mo Chuyu quickly wiped him with paper and wiped the seat, seeing the young and tender young man was willing to sit down, she teased. , "I haven't seen anyone who is more expensive than you, and there are people all over the body writing! Every winter, you wear so much, you might as well hibernate!"

"No way, who will let the younger man get a better life~" He Qing is not ashamed of his dearness, but rather proud of it, "Look, I have the same family background as Lin Guan and I can't find out the family situation, how? I am happy every day, he has to study desperately!"

"Come on you!" Mo Chuyu glanced at him angrily. "Others Lu Linguan is going to the company to help. If you have Brother Shen Ke in your family, do you still use it?"

"What's wrong with me!" He Qing said that he was very dissatisfied. "Lam Guan went to the company in the future. If I don't go, how bored he is, I must help him! And Zheng Shenke, I have to squeeze him!" Tell him to bully me!"

Who can bully this little ancestor? It would be nice if he did not bully others!

Mo Chuyu wanted to say a few more words. The back door opened again. His face was handsome. The young man with gold glasses walked over. The young boy's eyes lit up. "Lin Guan! Here!"

He swept the carelessness of Mo Chuyu before, took the initiative to take out the handkerchief, **** pinched to help him wipe the seat, Lu Linguan walked over with a smile, "Thank you Qing."

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" The teenager's smiling teeth are invisible, the small dimples are showing up, Mo Moyu's teeth are sour, she is not politely poking He Qing, "A Qing! What are you doing, I It’s too big to compare with Lin Guan!"

"What do you know, we are called buddies!" He Qing squeezed his handkerchief and threw it on the table, happily moved the chair and leaned against the young man, "Lin Guan, what gift do you want for your birthday next week? what?"

The young man petted and touched his head looking forward to the teenager, and said warmly, "I like it as long as it is sent by A Qing."

"Then I'll give myself to you!" The teenager blurted out without thinking, just exited, and his face suddenly turned red. He leaned back a little embarrassedly, explaining with rare shyness, "That, my It means, I will accompany you to play that day, play one day!"

Mo Chuyu, who was sitting next to her face, turned black. She looked at the two of them with hate. The pen in her hand poked hard, leaving a mark on the wooden table.

Lu Linguan's gentle smile is always there, and he nodded and agreed with a smile, "Okay, let's go out for a day."

Seeing his appearance, Mo Chuyu rolled his eyes quietly, intimately holding the joyful young man's arm, "A Qing, I'm going too!"

The teenager who was immersed in the excitement that the person he liked promised to play together listened to her for a moment, and took her hand away, "You don't go, what are you doing!"

After that, he turned to smile at Lin Guanmei's landing, "I and Lin Guan will go alone."

Lu Linguan didn't miss Mo Chuyu's dark eyes, his smile didn't change, he agreed, "Okay, just us two."

He Qing was even happier. He squeezed towards the young man, and he almost fell into his arms. Mo Chuyu rolled his eyes in the back. He was almost unknowing, and her lungs were fast. Exploded, thinking for a long time, she coughed, "A Qing, didn't you say that Brother Shen Ke and Lu Linguan had a birthday on one day? Last time I also said that I would buy a gift for him. If you went to play with Lu Linguan that day, what would Brother Shen Ke do? "

"Speaking of this, I'm angry!" The juvenile boy who just had a happy face swelled up with anger, "I kindly wanted to buy him a gift, he actually refused directly, and said no, hum! The young man didn’t buy him! He was mad at him!"

Lu Linguan's expression was slightly startled, and he looked at the angry teenager, "A Qing, Zheng Shen Ke..."

Before he finished, He Qing's mobile phone rang. He didn't even want to answer the phone. He also said in an angry voice, "Hey! Who!"

"What are you talking about?!" The teenager stood up suddenly, his ruddy complexion suddenly turned pale, and his eyes were full of confusion and panic. "What's wrong with my father?"

Wearing gold-tinted glasses, the warm young man sat firmly in the position, looking at the young man with a fragile face, his long fingers on his leg flicked slightly.

【Ding! Lu Linguan's favor: 21】