The leader of the cohabitation always refuses the unspoken rules

Be right.

Do you want him to say that he has no job and plays games until two or three o'clock?

I can only obediently agree, and decide not to turn on the lights next time, and I can't turn on the headlights when I turn on the lights.

Xun Cheng "worried about it", saw Xue Qianshui admitting his mistake with a low eyebrow, so he graciously forgave him once.

That night, he dreamed that Xue Qianshui whispered something in his ear with a gentle and docile expression, his eyes were calm and clear, full of cunning.

——Follow-up content Xuncheng refuses to recall.

On the second day, I finally got in touch with Tang Xiao, had lunch, and dropped by the art exhibition of "Tim Burton's Whimsical World".Xue Qianshui had been there before, but unfortunately he still didn't have any insights the second time, and he was stunned in the face of all the strange monster images.

Xun Cheng thinks it's pretty cute, but it's only cute.On the contrary, Tang Xiao was very interested, so he explained and analyzed with Shen Huaijing. Shen Huaijing was idling behind him, listening with his left ear and his right ear, obviously in the same realm as Xue Qianshui.

Xue Qianshui watched them taste one by one, and Shen Huaijing was watched by Tang Xiao, and he couldn't help feeling a revolutionary emotion that could be called sympathy.

However, when Shen Huaijing acted like a baby to Tang Xiao and was about to sit and watch a movie, this kind of emotion was decisively shattered into dregs, it was so fragile that it made people sigh.

The three-day Mid-Autumn Festival holiday passed quickly, and when he got to work, Xuncheng returned to the state of going out early and returning late.He said that he didn't need to prepare his dinner, but whenever Xue Qianshui cooked some lily mung bean soup or white fungus soup, he would drink it anyway.If there are noodles, he can even dig out a bottle of hot sauce, and eat happily at the dining table with his notebook in his hand.

So Xue Qianshui silently started to prepare supper again, Xun Cheng was quite sorry, so Xue Qianshui took it as supper and ate it with him.

It continued until Xuncheng went on a business trip, but he didn't say anything, but his heart was sticky, and he wanted to go home without leaving for the first time.He used to not be able to understand the thoughts of those colleagues who rushed to fly home on Friday and fly to the business trip on Monday. He always thought it was a waste of time and money, and felt that those bastards didn't care about the company—until now, he vaguely felt that A little so-called "concern".

The company will not worry about whether an employee will leave or not, but the family will.

Xuncheng didn't have it before, but now... Maybe it does.

He thought uncertainly, perhaps Xue Qianshui did not treat him as a leader tremblingly, did he?

He feels that he is quite "approachable and informal".

Xun Cheng took a sip of coffee, thinking about the future arrangement, he smiled a little.

The author has something to say: I can't do it...my butt hurts...it hurts so much that I can't even walk...(?д?;?)

I was supposed to go to the hospital on the weekend...but Made came to relatives...

There are still six chapters left and it will be over (′д?) Comrades, don’t you really want to leave a message?

☆、Chapter 16

The factory in Hunan is very large, the reception area is opposite to the office area, and it is divided into two sides of the central hall conference room.The walls facing the corridor are all designed with glass. The reception area is divided into several large and small conference rooms, and the office area is the lobby. The offices for higher-level positions are spread around the office area.

No matter where people can or cannot go, there are surveillance cameras. In warehouses and other places, there are surveillance cameras every few meters. There are dozens of cameras in a corridor, and every move is recorded.

Considering various aspects, the reception area only has two monitors for the entrance and exit of the aisle.

If it leads to the restaurant or the workshop, there is a shortcut in the reception area, but ordinary employees don’t take this route—no one wants to hang around in front of the factory manager and visitors.

It's a pity that Xue Qianshui doesn't belong to this category. He is a newcomer, no matter how good his sense of direction is, he only recognizes the path that the manager took him through.

The colleague is in a meeting. He is a newcomer and has no specific position yet. He is only brought in to "study". The only way is to get off the workshop.

Xue Qianshui was thinking about the arrival of the provincial capital the day after tomorrow, so he went to the WeChat group to check the production plan, then dug out the HACCP and filtered it again, passing by the No. 2 reception room.

The lights were on inside, and someone was working.

He walked very fast, and almost passed by in a brisk pace. He glanced at it inadvertently, let out a "huh" in surprise, and stopped in his tracks.

Xun Cheng also looked up inadvertently, then lowered his head, then raised his head suddenly, surprised for a moment.

Xue Qianshui hesitated for half a second, pushed the door open and went in.

Xuncheng smiled and asked, "Where are you going?"

"workshop."

Xuncheng understood, and said: "I just arrived today." He asked some more questions about whether he was used to it, and Xue Qianshui replied with a toothache.

Xun Cheng finally asked, "Where do you live?"

Xue Qianshui reported the name of the hotel. The factory is located in a remote county, and this hotel is considered the best in the area—of course, Ru Xuncheng and others live in the city, and the driver picks them up to the factory every day.

Xue Qianshui asked: "What about you?"

Xun Cheng looked at him, his head jerked suddenly, and he replied, "It's not yet decided...the luggage is still at the front desk."

Xue Qianshui nodded, he could not intervene where Xuncheng lived, and this question was just a polite answer.Although it is somewhat usurped for the "leadership", for the cohabitants, at least Xuncheng did not feel offended.

On the contrary, I feel slightly benefited.

Sure enough, beauty deceives people!He looked at Xue Qianshui's back and felt sorry for himself.I thought that Xue Qianshui's influence on him would be lessened after being away for a few days, but it didn't happen at all. Instead, when I heard the other party's voice, my heart beat faster, like drinking iced cola in summer, refreshing all the way.

Looking for the city to eat marrow and know the taste, while lamenting that he really needs to find a girlfriend when he is old, otherwise it is really unbearable to be promoted to the mage, and on the other hand, he called and asked the front desk to cancel his hotel and book a new one.

God knows, Mr. Xun hasn't lived here since he took this position three years ago.

Xue Qianshui was walking on the way to the workshop, constantly recalling whether his performance just now was inappropriate, and after a while he felt that his answer was too perfunctory, and he felt heavy pressure after standing and sitting. Sure enough, leadership is different from personnel. He participated in N recruitments that year, and he didn't feel so nervous.

At night, a driver picked them up to the hotel. Xue Qianshui waited to get in the car, but the driver didn't leave. Someone asked, "Who else are you waiting for?"

The driver hurriedly said: "Wait for the boss, how about I call and ask?"

Xue Qianshui's heart skipped a beat, and the people beside him were puzzled: "Mr. Xun?"

Another person explained to him: "Adrian from QA."

"Hey, what is he doing here?"

"It seems that there will be an audit tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, isn't it?" He looked at Xue Qianshui, who nodded, "The day after tomorrow."

The bosses who are resident in the headquarters happen to be Taiwanese-Americans, and the bigger bosses are all Americans. They hardly use Chinese names on weekdays, and they don’t need to add honorifics when they call their English names.Especially for Mr. Xun who runs around in the Asia-Pacific region, no one knows him by calling him Adrian, but most of them are at a loss when he calls him by his Chinese name.

The driver just said that he didn't call after all, and the faces of the people in the car were calm and not impatient at all-even if they were anxious, they couldn't put it on their faces.

Xun Cheng didn't delay for a long time, he walked out quickly dragging the box, and the driver rushed to meet him.

There are five seats in two rows at the back of the commercial vehicle. The person who was originally sitting in the co-pilot wanted to give up his seat, but he stopped him with a smile.

Xue Qianshui sat at the back, Xuncheng left the seat in the second row with only one recliner chair left, and forced himself to squeeze to the back.

Others didn't know the relationship between this newcomer and Mr. Xun. They met each other, and the person who was walking with him introduced: "This is the newcomer in the operation, Xue Qianshui, whose English name is Neo. He is also from the headquarters and works under Jean."

"This is our Director of Quality in Asia Pacific, Adrian."

Xun Cheng stretched out his hand with a smile: "April or May this year, I saw him when he came for the interview."

"Oh? What a coincidence."

Xue Qianshui shook his hand with a toothache, his movements were a little stiff, obviously he hadn't mastered Mr. Xun's pretentious skills.

Xuncheng secretly pinched him maliciously, and continued: "That's not true. At that time, I thought, with such a good image, I don't know which department is going to take advantage of it."

Xue Qianshui is usually sweet-talking and active, but now he just smiles clumsily, still smiling awkwardly. His colleagues thought he was uncomfortable seeing the leader, so he kindly took the conversation and chatted with Xuncheng, thinking nothing else.

Xuncheng said that it is almost a tradition to invite them to dinner, and to go on a business trip with the leader—anyway, the business trip expenses will be reimbursed.

Colleague: "Then how embarrassing, I let you spend money every time." Xun Cheng smiled, and before he could catch up, the colleague continued: "I heard that there is a fat beef shop here that is very popular."

Xue Qianshui: "..."

The colleague added: "Eat meat to be full."

……

Xun Cheng still had his suitcase with him, so he went to the hotel to check in first.

Xuncheng also made two phone calls on the way.Xue Qianshui was inexplicably awkward, lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, and saw a text message pop up: "Where do you live?"

He looked up, and the sanctimonious guy next to him was still looking at the phone with a serious face, as if there were some important international documents worth tens of millions.

☆、Chapter 17

Arranging to meet at seven o'clock, Xun Cheng put the suitcase on the table, showing no intention of packing it up at all, excitedly preparing to go out, touched the doorknob to calm down again, and slowly sat back on the bed.

He was in a daze for a moment, and then his face gradually became serious, and his hand holding the phone was loose and tight.

A little bewilderment flashed through his eyes.

Coincidentally, another phone call came in, indicating that the place was Beijing. He thought it was someone from Dachang, but when he answered, a deep voice called him by name: "Xuncheng."

"...Uncle." Xun Cheng frowned fiercely and pulled himself together.

"how are things?"

Xuncheng didn't make a sound.

The other side didn't take it seriously: "I had dinner with you Wangchang and his party yesterday, and they said you would come today."

"What are you... doing?"

"It's not that I want to come, Xia Meng, that ghost girl, is clamoring to come to Hunan to play, so I'll stop by and talk to your Wangchang about something." There seemed to be helplessness over there, but unfortunately Xun Cheng didn't believe it at all—the man said dotingly : "Girl met the person who lives in your room, what a thousand things, she had a good time."

Xun Cheng twisted his mind, and instead of filling in Xue Qianshui's name, he said a faint "Oh?"

The man chatted with him for a while as if he was really homely, and Xun Cheng felt restless, and seized the opportunity to say: "How about I come back to you at night and invite someone to dinner at seven o'clock."

"You're getting old too, so it's time for a treat." The man replied with a smile: "Okay, don't call me, I'm going to the factory tomorrow."

Xun Cheng almost blurted out and asked him when you can leave.

"The girl said she wanted to say hello to her big brother before leaving. I thought you haven't seen her yet, so you don't have an appointment at noon tomorrow."

The affirmative sentence he used, Xuncheng was thinking about tomorrow's plan, so he could only postpone the meeting and calmly agreed.

When he went out, Xue Qianshui also came out. Seeing Xun Cheng's expression was very bad, he couldn't help worrying: "You don't feel well?"

Xun Cheng shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and asked with some unknown intention: "Do you know Xia Meng?"

Xue Qianshui looked blank, and Xuncheng added: "Little girl, it's me..." He paused calmly, and said, "Cousin."

"You still have a cousin?" Xue Qianshui was surprised, and suddenly felt stupid again. He knew that Xuncheng's parents divorced in the early years, and that Aunt Xia had a younger brother who lived abroad—since Xuncheng had an uncle, then having a cousin was obviously a Very normal thing.

"But..." But he didn't even know Xuncheng's uncle, so where did he know his cousin?His mother has a good relationship with Aunt Xia, and I don't remember seeing any children.

"I'm probably six or seven years old this year," Xun Cheng suppressed the irritability in his heart: "I have a middle-aged son, and it's probably the first time I've returned to China. I haven't seen it yet."

Xue Qianshui suddenly became embarrassed: "I thought your cousin..." According to Xuncheng's age, he thought that his cousin would be the same age as himself, so he muttered: "That little girl, she said her name was Erin, I thought it was Erin. Which colleague's child."

Xun Cheng listened to his tone, and felt slightly relieved.Xue Qianshui saw that he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, and he didn't know whether to praise him or not. After all, Xuncheng seemed... It seemed that his relationship with Aunt Xia was not very good.

So he wrote lightly: "I met her on the way to the restaurant, and she said..." He suddenly got stuck because Chamon asked at that time, "Would you like to be my prince?" '

At that time, Xue Qianshui felt that this baby must have been poisoned by fairy tales again. He was thinking about whether Xuncheng had eaten on time, and he was not interested in role-playing with her, so he could only bear his temper and talk nonsense—he himself forgot How did you fool the children at that time.

Xun Cheng raised his eyebrows and looked over, Xue Qianshui was startled, subconsciously said: "She said she is a little princess, I said that's fine, you can go to your prince."

"Then?"

"Then she went to eat."

Xuncheng suddenly wanted to laugh.

He lowered his eyes slightly: "Let's have lunch together tomorrow."

Before Xue Qianshui was "flattered", he added: "Together with my uncle and my cousin."

"..." Why did your family call me to have dinner together? ?

Xuncheng didn't care what Xue Qianshui was thinking, he ran into a colleague in the lobby and went a few steps ahead to say hello.

If you eat fat beef, you must drink. Fortunately, both of them are smokers, not alcoholics, so they only ordered beer.

Xuncheng asked Xue Qianshui when the two of them went out to smoke and relax: "Can I drink?"

Xue Qianshui touched his nose: "Yes." Blowing half a box alone is not a big problem.

"Colleagues eat, don't drink if they can't drink." Xuncheng was worried, and told him: "It's the same when you meet clients or other people in the future, you have to do your best, and you can't hurt your body-there are really scenes where you can't drink. , it's not your turn for the time being."

Xue Qianshui nodded, and Xuncheng mentioned the habits of his real boss, Jean, and almost confiscated him. When the two smokers came back, he was still saying: "Jean is a good person, and he will protect the people under him. He studied in the United States. Doctor, the theoretical knowledge is very good, the practice is not good, and the operation is not that material, you must learn enough from him now, but in the future, don't stick to his field. He was originally going to cut..." He caught a glimpse of the figure, and in time take it.

"What are you talking about?"

Xuncheng Ziruo: "Say your boss is good, see how well he protects you, all of us envy me."

Xue Qianshui laughed along with them, wondering how much of it was sincere—their boss had gray hair, and his colleagues really respected him on weekdays, it was out of inner recognition and respect for his ability.But at this moment, Xuncheng said that it was a completely equal position, and the tone was even higher.

Think of that wise man who was judged by Xuncheng as "not that material, no way", how arrogant, but how natural it is.

The same goes for the people in front of them, which one is not bigger than Xuncheng?The difference is not one or two.

He knew that Xuncheng would only say these words in front of him, so he felt quite complicated at the same time, excited, amazed, and yearning.

The only thing is that they are not lost - probably because they are not at the same level in the first place.Xue Qianshui has many strengths, but calmness and introspection are at the top.

Xuncheng couldn't care less about the people around him who were emotionally agitated by his few words, and he didn't stop eating while pushing and changing glasses. He can't hold alcohol well, drinking easily gets on his face, and his stomach is not good, but for Xun Zong, this is not a problem.

There are two kinds of people on the wine table, one is good at drinking, and the other is good at persuading.Xuncheng obviously belongs to the second type, and it is still the best. If you are a host, you will make guests feel at home in every possible way, and if you are a guest, you will welcome them and give you enough face.

He didn't want much wine at first, and all of it went into the stomachs of the other two, so Xue Qianshui just drank one bottle.

The two of them were going to "yo circle" after dinner, and Xun Cheng and Xue Qianshui went back to the hotel first.

It was past nine o'clock, Xue Qianshui suggested to go back to digest food, it's not far anyway.Xun Cheng was lazy when he was alone with him, he was reluctant, but finally complied.

The two of them didn't talk much, they walked quietly on the road without people.

Mr. Xun finally felt a little relaxed after a day of tension, the breath of the people around him was clear and audible, after all he was young and couldn't walk steadily, when he encountered a stone he wanted to jump over it, which made Xun Cheng laugh.

Little did he know that Xue Qianshui was so nervous that the alcohol was about to evaporate into his brain, turning into a pot of chaos.

☆、Chapter 18

"Can you understand what they are saying?" Xuncheng listened to the loudspeaker of the peddler in the distance: "What are they selling?"

Xue Qianshui looked at him in blank dismay: "I don't understand."

Xun Cheng laughed, Xue Qianshui thought for a while: "I hear you have a Beijing accent."

"Heavy?"

"No, just a little bit." Xue Qianshui blushed slightly in the darkness: "Too heavy doesn't sound good, this is just right."

Xuncheng laughed: "I have been in Beijing for a few years." He added: "Let me tell you a few words of Suzhou dialect. Is there a word to describe it—Wu Nong's soft language?"

Xue Qianshui hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth to chatter.

The more Xun Cheng heard it, the more curious he became, and he asked uncertainly, "What are you talking about? Why do I feel that I heard something extraordinary."

Xue Qianshui nodded: "That's it, Chairman's Quotations."

"......."

After going upstairs to the hotel, Xun Cheng turned his head: "Are you going to watch the football game tonight?"

Xue Qianshui said casually: "Look." He thought of something, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and sure enough Xuncheng said with great interest: "I'll watch it too, let's go together?"

Xue Qianshui barely suppressed the ecstatic expression, nodded: "Okay."

Xuncheng doesn't discriminate against homosexuals, and he doesn't think it's inappropriate—not to mention Xue Qianshui's restraint towards him, the age gap alone is enough for a generation gap.Xuncheng is a mature young man. When he was in college, his peers looked like younger brothers. Facing the approaching 30-year-old mark, Xue Qianshui, a kid who just left school, is still a child in his heart.

So the other party wanted to come to his room to take a bath with clothes and towels, but he just froze for a moment and calmly let him take care of himself.

Xue Qianshui has long since left the ranks of youthful teenagers, and he is very flirtatious on weekdays. The title of general attack in the circle has been standing all year round, and the attached scumbag logo is also like thunder.

But God knows how long he prepared in his heart at the gate of Xun City with a stack of clothes before he dared to raise his hand and knock on the door.

It really is the way of heaven that loves reincarnation, and the sky will spare no one.

Xuncheng drank more wine than Xue Qianshui, so he wasn't drunk, but his stomach was still not feeling well. After all, Mr. Xun forgot to sleep and eat and devoted himself to capitalist construction.

He was leaning on the bedside to watch his laptop, his brows were slightly wrinkled, his back hurt, his shoulder hurt, his stomach hurt, and his eyes hurt a little.

But no matter how painful it was, I just sat there lazily, without pouring a cup of hot water to comfort my rebellious stomach, let alone doing eye exercises or getting up and stretching.

Xue Qianshui rallied himself for a while before walking out with a bath towel around him, feeling a sense of shame that was rarely seen in 800 years, but like a strong man cutting off his wrist, he would never turn back, and even showed a little bit of heroism.

Seeing him coming out, Xuncheng picked up his clothes and went to take a bath, walked along to touch his stomach, patted it, and laughed: "Not bad."

Xue Qianshui froze on the spot.

When the door slammed behind him, his face suddenly turned red.

Xuncheng was thinking about the reply to the email, and he couldn't feel at ease even taking a bath, so he simply sighed and resigned to his fate.

Xue Qianshui slept on the outside, and made up his mind to kill him without wearing clothes.

As a result, Xuncheng ignored him, picked up his laptop, and read while wiping his hair.

He was wearing a nightgown, and the belt was loosely tied, which was basically open.Xue Qianshui felt that his face was running hot, and he wanted to have a nosebleed.

The hotel's double bed room is more than enough for two men to sleep. Xue Qianshui pretended to take the remote control and drifted towards the middle without making a fuss.

Xun Cheng was alarmed, raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes uncontrollably downward, and enviously said: "How did you train your abdominal muscles?"

"I often went to the gym when I was in school." Xue Qianshui opened his mouth and found that his voice was almost hoarse.

Xun Cheng touched and touched him, encouraging him: "You should also exercise more at work, keep in good health, and keep in good health. There is a gym at the entrance of our community, which seems to be pretty good."

Xue Qianshui was pinched on the waist by him, almost stiffened immediately, and hurriedly responded.

Xun Cheng didn't know whether he was taking a bath or drinking alcohol, his eyes were swollen and sore, and he insisted on working for a while, he just couldn't do it anymore, so he took off his glasses and rubbed them.

He doesn't usually wear glasses, he's not used to them, and he always feels dizzy after watching the computer for a long time.

He took off his nightgown and put it back on the bed, leaving his underpants on because someone was around.

The temperature of the air conditioner was slightly low, suitable for Xue Qianshui, but he felt a little cold, and was wrapped tightly in the quilt.In fact, the game didn't start until midnight, he really didn't expect Xue Qianshui to come so early, so he could only turn off the headlights and say to him, "You can watch TV and movies as you like, I'll sleep for a while."

Xue Qianshui also turned off the wall lamp, leaving a dim night light on, turned on the lowest setting, and the TV was still on with no sound.

Xuncheng was worried again, and warned: "If you play with your mobile phone, turn on the lamp to play, it will hurt your eyes."

"kindness."

Xun Cheng quickly closed his eyes.The quality of his sleep has always been poor. He often lies down for two or three hours and cannot fall asleep. After falling asleep for an hour, he can wake up several times.

Xue Qianshui was playing the movie, his mind was not on it, he hesitated for a long time and finally stretched out his hand, gently touching Xuncheng's head.

Xuncheng's chaotic consciousness was awakened by him.

Xue Qianshui didn't know it, so he stroked his temples and slowly pinched his temples - just now he was obviously suffering from a headache, it was heart-wrenching.

Xun Cheng was pinched so comfortably by him that he didn't move even if he didn't feel sleepy at all, and he was very upset: I didn't care about this kid in vain!

After a while, there was no reaction from the people around him. The good atmosphere made people feel distracted. Xue Qianshui couldn't hold back, and gradually bent down.

Xun Cheng noticed that he had stopped, and made a series of movements, thinking that the posture was wrong, his hands were sore, and he immediately raised his head, thinking that it's okay, don't pinch.

So my head almost hit my chin.

Xue Qianshui's eyes were bright, and there was a flash of panic in it, and he wanted to hide it: "I wanted to see if you fell asleep."

Xun Cheng's heart sank slightly, his face was calm, he snorted his head, and said with a smile: "It's very comfortable, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Xue Qianshui scratched his head and sat back to his original position, his liver and gallbladder almost bursting with fright. Glancing left and right, he found that there was no abnormality in Xuncheng, his heart slowly returned from his voice, but he was beating unwillingly.

It's a pity that Xuncheng raised his hand to turn on the wall lamp, his little impulse was wiped out by the light, he moved, and was surprised that his hands were sweating.

Xuncheng caught sight of him trying to keep his composure and trying to hide his embarrassment, and his mouth was inexplicably dry.The bad premonition deepened again, and the absurd thoughts were suppressed by him before they surfaced.

He threw off the quilt abruptly and got up, and took out the beer and snacks prepared by the hotel from the cabinet.

Xue Qianshui was so frightened now that he almost jumped up.

Xun Cheng calmly said, "Change the channel, it's about to start."

☆、Chapter 19

The next day Xue Qianshui was so dizzy that he almost couldn't get up.

Xun Zong on weekdays possessed mental power unmatched by human beings, even though he almost stayed up all night, he still forcibly lifted Xue Qianshui from the quilt.

Xue Qianshui was pinched by his face, rubbed his head and patted his shoulders, feeling overwhelmed, and held down his hand when Xun Cheng pinched his face again.

Xuncheng's eyes flashed, he paused, and took advantage of the situation to hold him, pulling him up.

Xue Qianshui was like a stove, Xuncheng almost didn't get frozen all night, now that he was wearing all his clothes, the temperature difference between their skins was still huge.

It's self-inflicted.Xuncheng took the hot tea from Xue Qianshui and scolded himself secretly: I dare to feel that all the psychological counseling these days has been done for nothing, and I went back to before liberation overnight.

Well, forgetting the pain from the scars is definitely not his habit, but think about who invited Xue Qianshui in to watch the game yesterday, and was woken up by his own dream in the early morning.Xuncheng has an urge to beat people: let you die.

A week later, Mr. Xun found himself in a state of wanting to cry without tears, desire and dissatisfaction.

He suddenly remembered Xue Qianshui's gaze, and after a while, he poured down another mouthful of water.

"Get out of the workshop early at noon." It's lucky that I didn't meet my colleagues when I went out.Xue Qianshui hurried back to his room to pack his bag, and asked, "How can I find you?"

Xun Cheng was silent for a moment, and replied: "No, I'll go find you. The person coming in the morning is going to receive me, and I think I'll have to walk around the factory."

Isn't it tomorrow... Xue Qianshui was at a loss and put the question aside.

Xun Cheng was in the car with them, and when they were approaching the gate of the factory, they saw a Bentley driving in.Xue Qianshui saw sharply in his colleague's voice that his face darkened, and he smiled again after a while.

The car was temporarily parked on the construction site in front of the factory, and only one person got out.Middle-aged man, about 50 to [-] years old, with slightly white temples, bright eyes, wearing a suit and leather shoes, quite imposing.

Xuncheng got off the car, and greeted him with a smile: "Tony."

The man shook hands with him and said in a low voice, "Long time no see."

Xuncheng introduced sideways: "This is our operator, this is our largest customer in Europe, executive vice president, Tony."

Others made soy sauce, knowing that it was not their home game, they left one after another.

Xue Qianshui was a little worried, looked back, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the Bentley's rear window rolled down, and a little red flashed.

A little red-haired girl popped up and waved happily when she saw him.

Xue Qianshui was surprised - this is the child who asked her if she was a prince or not.

He also waved at the little girl, speechless: I could meet the CEO's baby if I had a meal, I would have been more polite if I knew it earlier, maybe... Maybe it could help Xuncheng a little bit, but I don't know that his face changed What is the problem...

Wait a moment.

He discovered something more serious.

What did Xuncheng say last night?

cousin? ——

It seems that I found something extraordinary, what should I do? I am waiting online.

Xue Qianshui was still in shock when he had breakfast.

It turned out that Mr. Xun was young and promising, with outstanding abilities, and worked hard for his work...by the way, he also had such a big backstage.

It's not unreasonable to think about the position he has reached.It's just that Xue Qianshui feels that his road ahead is long, and his heart is half proud and half sad, which is hard to express.

Seeing that everyone had left, the two exchanged a few words of greeting. Tony—Xia Xun walked back to the car and said with a smile, "Erin, come out to see brother."

When Xuncheng saw the little red-haired head, he was in a trance. He said that his nephew looked like an uncle. He and Xia Xun only had a three-pointer likeness, and Xia Meng and Xia Xun only had a three-pointer likeness, but he stood with Xia Meng—— No one doubts their blood relationship.

Xia Xun sighed from the side: "Your mother saw the photo and said that she was exactly the same as you when you were a child. I still don't believe it."

Hearing this title, Xuncheng subconsciously resisted, and finally came to his senses.

He didn't like the queen mother mentioned on the phone, he didn't like this uncle whom he hadn't seen for many years, he didn't like anyone with the surname Xia, but only when he saw Xia Meng, he felt a sense of kindness.

Obviously he doesn't like himself when he was young, the human heart is really a strange thing.

Looking at the five or six-year-old girl, Xun Cheng rarely smiled from his heart.

It's a pity that Xia Meng didn't accept his favor, first he stared at him with wide eyes as if he had seen a ghost - Xun Cheng understood, after all, it was normal for a child to find it strange to see a brother who looked alike all of a sudden.

But he couldn't understand the later development. For the first time, Xuncheng saw so many complicated thoughts on a child's face, from shock to ruthlessness to despair to bewilderment—he almost suspected that he hadn't woken up and was thinking too much.

Xia Meng finally came over after a long while, and Xun Cheng squatted down. She stood in front of him and asked in stumbling Chinese: "What's your name?"

Xuncheng answered, but she eagerly vetoed it: "I mean the English name! Is it Adrian?"

Xuncheng thought that Xia Xun mentioned it sometime, and nodded strangely.Xia Meng's expression became unpredictable again in an instant. He counted his eyebrows viciously, but gradually wrinkled his face, and the mist in his eyes began to gather.

Xuncheng panicked slightly, and sure enough, within three seconds, she grabbed him by the collar and burst into tears.

Xuncheng hugged her subconsciously, and looked at Xia Xun with a bewildered expression. Xia Xun also looked back at him. The two industry elites showed a rare daze at the same time, and wrote "What the hell?"

Xia Meng cried more and more vigorously, heart-piercing, it was useless to coax him, and he still grabbed Xuncheng by the collar.Xia Xun had no choice but to let the driver go first, Xun Cheng hugged her, and it was not easy to enter the house - the decibels echoed throughout the hall.

The two of them found a secluded place. Xia Xun usually didn't take care of the children at all, and at this moment, he was distressed by the side, completely helpless.

Children get tired easily, and Xia Meng finally lost his strength after crying, sobbing in Xuncheng's arms, shrugging and shrugging.Xun Cheng was both funny and distressed, and asked her in a low voice: "What's the matter with you?"

Xia Meng burst into tears when he heard it, and Xun Cheng was too scared to ask any more questions.

When she fell asleep crying, the two adults breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Xun wanted to take over Xia Meng, but the latter dragged Xuncheng tightly, afraid of waking her up, so he had to carry her into the factory.

In fact, they came here because Xia Meng wanted to come. He is a European customer and has nothing to do with individual factories in China, but others don't think so.As soon as he entered, the factory manager came to greet him, seeing that Xun Cheng's clothes were messed up, and he was also messed up.

Xia Xun looked at Xuncheng in embarrassment.

Xun Cheng whispered: "I'll take her to the conference room to rest first, you can talk." He usually works there, there is no one else, although it is a glass wall, the sound insulation is good.

Xia Xun really wanted to say that I had nothing to talk to him... but he couldn't, so the big man could only keep smiling and watch Xuncheng and his lovely and poor daughter go away.

When I turned around and saw Wang Chang's wrinkled face, I felt a lot ugly.