Mr. Flower

Putting on myopia glasses, Yang Yiyue opened the door and sat in.

"How embarrassing is this, Mr. Yang..." He said unnecessary words, but his body was very sincere, and Tong Xiang had already sat in the back row.After talking with Yang Yiyue here, he turned around and continued to talk to Sister Ruyi, with a humble attitude as if he had changed a different person.

To Tong Xiang at this time, it was like discussing policy in the golden palace in ancient times, with the person who holds the power of life and death close by.

"You're being stingy, really... I'll fix it when I get back... Cleaning must be done." Tong Xiang only talked about cleaning, and didn't mention anything else.

That Ruyi sister is not easy to dismiss, she only cares about who is brought back?The soul asks one series after another.Is it male or female?New acquaintance or old friend?For one night or for a while?

Tong Xiang was so questioned that he didn't know what to do. He made up a friend or something, and if he said it, he would be killed by Xiao Yang.

"It's not a girl... What do you think? It's a crime!" Tong Xiang was convinced. Sister Ruyi was already thinking about abducting the girl and going home to sleep. "You don't mind holding your grandson first, I mind... Comrade Tong Ruyi I am telling you, the bottom line of morality is too low, please correct your crooked tendencies in your thinking... I don’t live up to you, you have crooked tendencies, can you blame me?!”

Yang Yiyue had a smile on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't listen anymore, so he couldn't bear Tong Xiang's head down like this, and stretched out his hand to the back row.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Mr. Yang's hand stretched out, Tong Xiang's first reaction was to give him a hold and a squeeze.

After Yang Yiyue withdrew his hand, he patted on his hand, and said respectfully, "Give me the phone."

The hand holding the mobile phone hesitated a little, Tong Xiang smiled bitterly and said: "My mother's condition is not stable."

"I'm not interested in helping people out." Yang Yiyue dismissed the worthless Tong Xiang lightly.

"You order something first." Tong Xiang laughed, and he had to serve Mr. Yang well.

"Is it too cheap for you?" Yang Yiyue finally touched Tong Xiang's cell phone, "You owe me first."

"All right, all right, I'll write you an IOU later." Tong Xiang agreed.

Hitting the voice button, Yang Yiyue said calmly: "Hello, auntie, I'm Xiao Yang who borrowed from your house before. The hydrangea was supplied by my house. Because I drank some wine with Xiao Xiang, I couldn't drive back to the nursery, so I went to the nursery." I borrowed it for one night. Xiaoxiang did not bring the girl back and made you happy for nothing, I am really sorry."

After speaking, he threw the phone to Tong Xiang.

Hurriedly hugging her cell phone, Xiao Xiang bent over and leaned forward, wanting to kiss Xiao Yang on the face.Xiao Yang raised his hand to pinch his chin, and said with a faint smile, "Get out."

"Xiao Yang, your kindness is higher than mountains and deeper than water..." Xiao Xiang held Xiao Yang's hand that pinched his chin, and rubbed it against his face.

Withdrawing his hand as if getting an electric shock, Yang Yiyue held the steering wheel with both hands, and said calmly: "Do I have to charge a confidentiality fee?"

"Well, can you give me a discount because I'm the person next to the pillow?" Tong Xiang's shameless spirit instantly strengthened.

"How about putting your discounted energy on explaining to Sister Ruyi?" Xiao Yang seriously suggested, "Go back and sit down."

Tong Xiang got the advantage, sat back obediently, and communicated with Sister Ruyi seriously as Yang Yiyue suggested.

"Look at Xiao Yang's joke that I can't get married... She doesn't save me any face, alas..." Tong Xiang pretended to be real, especially that sigh, which can be faked.

"Yeah, okay...Xiao Yang, my mother said that your hydrangeas are the best, and I will discuss planting techniques with you when we meet in the future. Please give me your advice." Tong Xiang raised his voice, afraid Xiao Yang, who was driving, seemed unable to hear him.

After finishing these few sentences, I finally dealt with and left Sister Ruyi.Tong Xiang put away his mobile phone, then poked his head to the front row again, and said solemnly, "Thank you."

"Anyway, you owe me a favor, you're welcome." Yang Yiyue stepped on the brakes after replying, and the red light ahead turned on.The countdown card starts to decrease from ninety, and this red light can last for a long time.

"I'll open it..." Tong Xiang pushed open the door to replace Mr. Yang.

Waving his hands, Yang Yiyue said, "I'll take you back to the flower shop, and take care of it quickly."

"My job as a driver should be fired. Are you practicing on your own first?" Tong Xiang remembered the bargain he had with his future father today, and made up for his uncertain part-time job.

Looking back at Tong Xiang's heartlessness, Yang Yiyue said a little domineeringly: "He fired you, I'll just hire you again."

"I just want to say..." Tong Xiang moved closer to Yang Yiyue, "What to eat, what clothes to wear, and what posture to use are all up to you..."

"The content can be more broad." Yang Yiyue watched him come closer, his big face almost resting on his shoulder.

"Father of the gold master, please give me an example to explain the broad direction." Tong Xiang cooperated exceptionally.

Raising his hand to scratch Tong Xiang's chin, Yang Yiyue looked at the timing card that counted down to the last ten seconds and said, "Explain why you embedded the contents of your father's case file into that book?"

"Hmm..." Tong Xiang suddenly realized that his anti-reconnaissance ability was weak.First of all, it was detected by the old mother that it was not Pu Xinyuan who had been at home, and then the father of the sponsor found out the handmade surprise content... So, the two of them were born as special forces, and you are just a fool, right?

When the countdown ends, the green light turns on.

Not hearing Tong Xiang's answer, Yang Yiyue didn't care, started the car and continued to Xueyuan Road.The reaction time left for Tong Xiang is particularly generous.

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Looking at Yang Yiyue who was driving seriously in front of him, Tong Xiang even saw a sinister gleam from the lenses of his myopia glasses.My heart quickly stroked the current situation.

First, looking at the smiling face of Empress Dowager Zhuo towards her, Mr. Yang should not have hidden his existence problem at all.Compared with his secretiveness in front of Ms. Tong Ruyi.Xiao Yang's total score.

Second, his cover-up was too ugly, Mr. Yang helped to fix it with a few words, and he used bitter tricks.Dafangfang wronged himself and let you pass the customs smoothly.Xiao Yang always scored again.

Thirdly, in the previous discussion about the past of the ignorant artistic girl and the dark-bellied mature entrepreneur, Mr. Yang is very generous, and he expressed that you are interested and you can chat slowly.Mr. Yang scored again.

Fourth, turn around and help to cover up that I owe Mr. Yang a favor. Here I asked about the embedding of the dossier... After the above three things have been superimposed and advanced, Tong Xiang has been forced by Mr. Yang to "must say" situation.For this silent psychological killing, Tong Xiang conceded defeat.

From the general point of view, Mr. Yang's score is almost off the charts.

"Mr. Yang..." Tong Xiang called out in a coquettish tone.From the rearview mirror, Tong Xiang saw Yang Yiyue's eyebrows raised, reached out to touch Yang Yiyue's shoulder, and squeezed it coquettishly before saying, "Can I tell you if there is progress?"

"That's not what I mean... If you need help, I can do it here." Yang Yiyue patted his deliberately coquettish paw, and spoke very lightly, as if the promotional items that were issued one after another just now did not exist.

"Thank you Mr. Yang for your doting and love..." Tong Xiang felt that this word was really accurate in describing Yang Yiyue's treatment of him, "I need to confirm some things, maybe it's my own misjudgment. Before I confirm it, I hope that as few people as possible know about it, the better."

"Yeah." Yang Yiyue's indifferent response earned Tong Xiang great respect. He changed his pretentiousness just now and rubbed Yang Yiyue's shoulder seriously, with a sincere tone, "Thank you." After finishing these two words, Stretching out his head, he quickly kissed Yang Yiyue.

Yang Yiyue felt at ease, and felt that this kiss was as sweet as the one that Huang Guifei insisted on licking her this morning.The most important thing is that what Tong Xiang misunderstood yesterday, after today's paragraph, Yang Yiyue's psychological burden has been relieved a lot.

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The last rivet was driven into the signboard, and Tong Xiang helped the masters who came to work today to pack their things.In general, the decoration project of Ruyi Flower Shop is officially completed.The next thing to do is to clean up and reopen.

It is estimated that it will take a lot of time to do it alone, and it will delay the cooking time for Yang Yiyue, so Tong Xiang directly hired the housekeeper to open up wasteland.It's still the one that doesn't count the cost, labor and overtime pay for the night show are all ignored, and I hope to get the flower shop out before twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Half an hour later, three uncles and three aunts came. Tong Xiang turned on the switch of the super housewife, and while cooking, he participated in the land reclamation and display of the shop. By 07:30 in the evening, the shop had almost been resettled .

After the oversized wooden table was set up, Tong Xiang took out the oversized tablecloth that had been washed for many days, and the aunts who had eyes for life helped spread it, and put all kinds of objects on it.Toolboxes, ribbon racks, the latest flower art magazines, and a super-large bookkeeping book... I accidentally slipped from my hand when I took it to put it away, and the big book fell apart and lay on the big wooden table. The page happened to be Yang Yiyue Handwritten adjustment advice.

Stretching out his hand to touch Yang Yiyue's handwriting, Tong Xiang smiled unconsciously.Sister Lin who fell from the sky is not necessarily a good thing, Mr. Yang who fell from the sky is really a great thing to Tong Xiang.

"Boss, how about these flower stands arranged like this?"

Other people's question interrupted Tong Xiang's lovesickness for Mr. Yang, he hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw the familiar car parked next to Xiaoye Privet, he didn't reply, just smiled and pushed it away shop door.

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Picking up the oddly shaped cookies Luo Tingna baked, Yang Yiyue took off his short-sighted glasses and got out of the car.Just after closing the car door, I heard familiar footsteps, and when I turned around, I saw a more familiar little ruffled apron.

Putting the pocket in front of Tong Xiang, Yang Yiyue said: "Mr. Luo said this is for the driver and cook who is nosy and helps her bird of paradise top care..."

"It smells good." He hugged the pastry bag with one hand, and supported Yang Yiyue's arm with the other, "You have worked hard today, and I will definitely go to work tomorrow." After speaking, he pointed to the shadows in the shop, "Tonight will be a decisive battle, and tomorrow will be A brand new wishful flower shop."

"Are you going to open tomorrow?" Yang Yiyue took a look at the progress in the store, and thought it would be okay to rush, but it would be meaningless to open if there were no flowers.

"It will be the day after tomorrow. My mother said that tomorrow's day will not bring fortune after reading the almanac." Tong Xiang really wanted to show Yang Yiyue the photo of the perpetual calendar of the uncle in the same ward that Tong Ruyi sent. It said that it is suitable for marriage.

"So you have to prepare flowers tomorrow." Yang Yiyue thought of it before him, and said casually: "Then I will go to work by myself tomorrow."

"No, no." Tong Xiang pushed open the store door, and the familiar visitor's bell rang again, which was very pleasant to hear, "I won't delay..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Yiyue Danyuan's cell phone rang on the other side. He glanced at the calling number on the cell phone, and Yang Yiyue hung up directly.

"Takeout promotion?" Tong Xiang only glanced at it, and saw a series of numbers without notes.

Yang Yiyue didn't speak, but the phone rang again.

Tong Xiang looked at the number again this time, and it didn't belong to Jincheng, but seeing that Yang Yiyue didn't intend to pick it up, Tong Xiang turned around and opened the store door, with a considerate smile on his face, and even gave Yang Yiyue Made a gesture of please.

Faced with such a sensible boss Xiaoxiang, Yang Yiyue could only hold the phone and leave the shop.

Seeing Tong Xiang close the store, Yang Yiyue answered the phone with a sullen face.

"Yang Yihan doesn't plan to give me any money anymore, I want to find a good way to get the money from Mr. Yang." The speaker said in a frivolous tone, "You didn't answer the phone just now, you scared me to death."

"Fu Hengyu, how much did you lose in the business of the charging station?" Yang Yiyue's voice was so cold that he could get chills.

"120 million and 70 are borrowed, and I am in a hurry to pay them back now. Mr. Yang, please remember some old love, please give me another hand."