Tang Jin actually had the time to look up his number.
He froze for a moment, wiped his hands clean, and picked up the phone:
The person on the opposite side didn't speak, only the sound of breathing came over.
Xu Baichuan asked: "Tang Jin?"
Xu Baichuan put the mobile phone between his ears and shoulders and continued to paint, while saying: "What's wrong? Why don't you talk?"
Still no response.
Xu Baichuan deliberately said: "Isn't it? Oh, then you made a mistake."
Taking a breath from the other side, Tang Jin's voice overflowed from the receiver, his voice sounded a little hoarse: "... where are you now?"
This is what you call knowingly asking. How could you not know where he is when you have even found out the number.
Xu Baichuan's tone was as usual: "City H, by the way, I asked Cheng Xu to tell you that I'm here to play, did he say so? Didn't he say so?"
Tang Jin said sullenly, "Say it."
Xu Baichuan wondered: "Then why are you calling? Why... miss me?"
He deliberately said the word "think" very strongly, and spared no effort to disgust Tang Jin, in order to make him hang up the phone early. He has been so busy these days that he has not touched the ground for several days, and he has not thought of such a bad thing. When he heard the familiar voice, all kinds of physiological reactions such as heartache and heartache came back again, which was too uncomfortable.
Sure enough, Tang Jin immediately retorted: "Are you dreaming?"
Xu Baichuan was getting a little impatient. Although he was the one who made the mistake first, he had changed his mind and obediently left to give way to someone else. Couldn't Tang Jin spare him a few knives
"Yes, yes, I'm dreaming, what advice does Eldest Young Master Tang have?"
Tang Jin raised his voice: "You can't speak well?"
Not to be outdone, Xu Baichuan said, "You called just to quarrel with me?"
Tang Jin said angrily, "You!"
Xu Baichuan said: "Me?"
Tang Jin's tense voice actually relaxed from the quarrel. He was silent for a while, and just when Xu Baichuan was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly said, "Are you really going on a trip?"
With a shake of Xu Baichuan's hand, the black lacquer was drawn onto the red heart, it was over, it was ruined.
It took a lot of time and effort to scrape the color, Xu Baichuan looked at the paint in his hands, he should be angry, but he calmed down strangely. While doing it, he compared himself to the contemporary Sisyphus, but Sisyphus pushed the stone endlessly, and he wanted to color this thing over and over again. Look, this is the result of angering Cupid!
"Of course I'm here for tourism. I seem to have told you many times that I like this place, oh, you don't remember." Xu Baichuan unintentionally revealed a scar.
Tang Jin paused and asked, "You...why didn't you call me?"
Xu Baichuan threw the small wooden board on the table, laughed silently, and responded in an extremely relaxed tone: "You are so busy, it is hard to find time." He was busy with the little angel Song Yiyu who has been bullied so far.
Tang Jin paused for a longer time this time, probably because he was amazed at how such a cheeky and thick-skinned person suddenly insisted on pestering him, and then heard him ask bluntly: "Travel is travel, you What number to change? Do you know how many times I called you?" As if afraid of Xu Baichuan's misunderstanding, he added: "I forgot where to put the Greenland Group contract... Do you know how much I was delayed? thing?"
There was an itchy feeling on his cheek suddenly, Xu Baichuan raised his hand and couldn't help swearing, Tang Jin on the other end of the phone immediately said in displeasure: "You are negligent in your duties, how dare you scold me?"
Xu Baichuan roughly wiped his face with his sleeve, and sighed: Mother, true mother, men don't cry when they cry, can you be a little bit more angry? The more he thought about it, the more he felt wronged. He didn't receive this month's salary. It was obvious that Tang Jin took advantage of it, but he got the advantage and pretended to be negligent
However, after thinking about it, it is obvious that he is forcing others to accept him, and even complaining that others don't love him, so why isn't he just acting good when he is getting cheap
The small wave of anger that had accumulated was immediately dissipated, and he said in a good voice: "I accidentally knocked my hand, it's not about you. Xiao Wang, the contract of Greenfield, knows where it is, you can ask him to help you find it."
Tang Jin also calmed down: "... when will you come back?"
Xu Baichuan lied without changing his face: "One month. I also made you a handicraft, and I will give it to you when I go back?"
Tang Jin was very surprised: "You made it yourself? Can you see it?"
Xu Baichuan fiddled with the small wooden board again, brushed the two black characters with his fingers, and boasted: "I have never seen such a beautiful handicraft, you must like it."
Except for the loud voice in the first few sentences, Tang Jin's tone became much better later on. Xu Baichuan's heart was empty, and he perfunctory for a long time before finally hanging up the phone.
After sitting for a long time, he felt a little absurd and snorted. In fact, the moment he picked up the phone, he still had expectations in his heart. Tang Jin said he was dreaming, he was really dreaming, he was actually fantasizing whether Tang Jin and the little angel were having a bad time, or they just broke up, no matter how bad it was, it might be that Tang Jin realized after he left that he actually loved him. Still a little emotional... The higher the hope, the greater the disappointment.
People say that having a pet for a long time and suddenly disappearing makes them feel uncomfortable. To him, he is not even a pet. At most, he is a full-time nanny who works hard and is on call 24 hours a day.
Now the nanny has to resign with honor. He had already felt it, and he had sent all the information he had to Xiao Wang at the same time a long time ago, so that he would leave one day and no one would take over, but he didn't expect it to be useful one day. And... Whether it's Tang Jin or Tang Jin's parents, they are willing to give him the name of self-help just so that he can always remember: In our eyes, you are just a part-time worker. Xu Baichuan made a list from memory. He had already explained clearly about his work. He only wrote about ten pages of Tang Jin's various habits, thought of what to write, and exported pictures one by one to Tang Jin's company. My assistant Xiao Wang sent it over, sent one, and deleted one in my mind.
Xu Baichuan knew that he was shameless, and he also knew that he was asking for trouble, so there was nothing to complain about. If he really wanted to say something, one word would suffice. He smiled helplessly: "You really deserve it."