Su Xingchen, who was talking nonsense with his eyes open, held his breath and waited for the owner's reaction.
After a long time, I heard the other party say without suspicion: "Okay, since you are sleepy, let's talk next time."
The young man was overjoyed, and hurriedly said cautiously: "Okay, good night, Mr. Yu."
No matter how clear and moist the voice sounds, it is so cute.
"Well, good night." Yu Fengxing, who has no brothers or sisters, at this moment, naturally understood his tolerance for Su Xiaochen as the elder brother's care for the younger brother.
In this way, it can be explained that there are differences in his attitudes towards Secretary Pei and Su Xiaochen.
After Su Xingchen pretended to be sleepy and hung up the phone of the owner, he immediately stood up briskly to hang the mosquito net.
But... He felt heavy and stressed.
During this period, as the relationship with the owner of the house became better and better, the other party began to care about his study and life as expected.
How should I put it, being cared for is a very warm thing.
In fact, what Su Xingchen is afraid of is that with more and more in-depth contact, he, an ordinary citizen, will eventually disappoint the owner of the house.
But Su Xingchen is not the kind of worry-free person, he just thought for a while before shaking his head, sitting under the hung mosquito net, reading a book with a rechargeable desk lamp.
Recently, his hair has not been taken care of for two months, so the bangs have become particularly eye-catching and need to be tied with rubber bands so as not to affect the sight.
Speaking of which, Su Xingchen's skin is particularly fair, so he came to the mountains to bask in the sun for two full months, but he still looked fairer than ordinary boys.
The skin on the hands is also white.
So the white, long fingers are especially beautiful when they are twirling around the legs with the ballpoint pen between them.
At this time, Mr. Yu, who was eating supper, was replaying the conversation process with Su Xiaochen just now in his mind, and he found a problem that cannot be ignored, that is, Su Xiaochen suspected of being tired of studying.
Thinking of this, Yu Fengxing frowned slightly.
After all, how should I put it, although he acts unrestrainedly and unrestrainedly, but in fact there is still a rather traditional and conservative place in his heart, for example, he is very persistent in his attitude towards studies.
Even at the lowest point of his life, Yu Fengxing was still meticulous in his studies.
So he quite disapproved of Su Xiaochen's age of studying, instead of going to school, wasting time in the valley.
Given the special circumstances of Su Xiaochen's family, it is very likely that he is an orphan now.
Yu Fengxing's principle of not meddling in other people's business also changed a bit, and it was his duty to take this matter on his shoulders.
The next morning, Yu Fengxing went to the company to deal with a round of affairs, then stopped to call Su Xingchen.
The young man, whose scars healed and forgot the pain, was measuring the size of the stove with a rope in the kitchen, when he suddenly received a call from the owner of the house, and his voice was almost joyful: "Mr. Yu?"
Yu Fengxing raised his eyebrows when he heard that he was so happy: "Are you so happy to receive my call?"
"Of course." Su Xingchen said without hesitation.
"Okay." Yu Fengxing said happily, "Then let's talk about your schooling."
Su Xingchen: ...
Su Xingchen moved his mouth eagerly, like a small animal being strangled by someone.
After muttering for a long time, he said, "Mr. Yu, I'm actually a bit busy right now, really." In order to win Mr. Yu's trust, Su Xingchen immediately took a photo of his own stove and sent it over!
If last night Yu Fengxing only guessed that Su Xiaochen was tired of studying, then today he is absolutely sure that Su Xiaochen is tired of studying, and it is very obvious that he does not want to go to school.
Yu Fengxing frowned and asked the little classmate, "Why do you reject going to school?"
Su Xingchen opened his mouth, unable to speak.
The house owner who cared about him lowered his voice and guessed: "Bad academic performance?"
"No." Su Xingchen's academic performance is good.
"Could it be campus violence?" After Yu Fengxing finished speaking, the corners of his mouth suddenly pressed down on his already serious face, and he asked with a more ferocious look: "Who dares to bully you? You can tell me."
Su Xingchen was stunned, and... can he still do this
I have to say that the feeling of being protected by the owner is very heartwarming.
"No." Su Xingchen didn't want to lie and said clearly: "No one bullies me, it's because I don't want to go."
Then the owner of the house will definitely ask why he doesn't want to go.
Su Xingchen was very annoying, because he didn't want to say that he was sick.
"Why don't you want to go?" Yu Fengxing asked as expected.
"..." The young man who didn't want to answer looked around and pretended to be dead. He looked at the rope in his hand for a while, and the repaired stove for a while. By the way, he secretly made up his mind to catch up with the progress of his studies quickly, and he couldn't be a waste who couldn't graduate. firewood.
"Su Xiaochen." Yu Fengxing's deep voice came.
"Eh..." Su Xingchen was taken aback for a moment: "Well, I'm here."
This kind of glutinous character makes people speak seriously but dare not speak, Yu Fengxing really has nothing to do with him.
The two stalemate for a while, and the man who is not very patient announces his abandonment: "Forget it, if you don't want to say it, I have no position to interfere with you. After all, whether you go to school or not is your own business."
Su Xingchen opened his eyes wide, feeling uncomfortable at the owner's words.
"no… "
He wanted to say something to explain, but Yu Fengxing quickly said: "Then keep busy, we will talk next time."
At this moment, Su Xingchen knew that the owner of the house was angry, and it was not impossible for him to delay the other party to say a few more words, but suddenly he felt that it was good to keep a distance, so he said in a muffled voice, "Well, goodbye."
After hanging up the phone, Su Xingchen looked at the stove melancholy, not in a good mood.
Then he continued to use the rope to measure the size, register the data, and then went to cultivate the vegetable garden to keep himself busy.
But the mood is still not very good.
At noon, Su Xingchen made a big lunch in order to express his apology to the owner of the house.
However, the whole afternoon, the cell phone, which usually kept ringing 'dong dong', seemed to be broken, and it was extremely quiet.
Su Xingchen was unhappy, picked up his mobile phone and sent a text message to the owner of the house: Mr. Yu, I went to the street to buy pot.
Mr. Yu, who was having a fight, glanced at Su Xiaochen's text message after work, and his unhappy mood immediately improved for a while.
But after reading the text message today, Yu Fengxing didn't reply as soon as he received the text message as usual.
In the company tea room, Secretary Pei drank two cups of coffee in a row, but still didn't want to go out.
Because he is waiting for a lover who can share gossip with him!
"Director Ji!" Finally, when Secretary Pei saw Director Ji approaching with a cup, he immediately waved to him: "Come, come, tell you something, don't tell the boss, or he will kill me."
Director Ji received a warm greeting, she walked over suspiciously, and said with all ears: "What's the matter?"
Secretary Pei smiled like a wolf with a big tail, and leaned close to him and said in a low voice, "The boss has had a fight with his partner, and they are having a fight."
"How do you know?" Director Ji's face changed, he didn't expect to hear the boss's gossip, and he immediately showed a frenzied smile.
"I've been looking at my phone all day." Secretary Pei snorted, very heroically: "I'm disappointed every time."
"Pfft!" Director Ji patted his thigh: "My god..." It was hard work to hold back the smile!
"Calm down." Secretary Pei patted Ji Jiaying's shoulder and pretended to ask casually, "Is this how you guys used to quarrel?"
Director Ji's smile gradually disappeared, turning into a dull face and saying: "We never quarreled."
It's not that she has a good temper, but that old bastard doesn't quarrel with her at all!
Seeing that Secretary Pei didn't understand, Ji Jiaying saw that he was sharing the gossip with her, and said to herself, "What is a couple? Those who quarrel and get awkward are called couples. But when I was young and ignorant, I and your boss They can only be regarded as good friends who eat together and go to the library together, and the friendship between them is extremely pure."
It is the legendary pure friendship between a man and a woman, and Director Ji has personally proved that it exists.
After Director Ji finished speaking, he bumped Secretary Pei away with his arm: "Okay, let Rang, don't block me from washing the cup."
Secretary Pei was satisfied with his curiosity, and walked away with a satisfied face: "Please please."
And just like that, another day is about to pass.
When Su Xingchen was reading under the mosquito net, he occasionally glanced at An Jing's mobile phone, thinking that Mr. Yu might not reply to text messages tonight.
Do you want to make a phone call directly
As soon as this idea appeared in Su Xingchen's mind, he cut it off in time.
He thought anxiously, even if he got through, so what, after a while Mr. Yu asked the same question again, how would he answer it
So Su Xingchen didn't make this call.
He read for a while, carefully tucked in the mosquito net, and then turned off the lamp to prepare for sleep.
However, at this moment, the screen of the mobile phone placed under the quilt suddenly lit up, making Su Xingchen's heart palpitate in fright.
He opened it in great surprise, and when he saw only the word 'good night', he tilted his mouth and sighed softly.
Mr. Yu, good night.
This is the message Yu Fengxing received. He read it several times with a straight face on the second floor, and his mood was not complicated.
As Su Xiaochen's friend, Mr. Yu knows exactly what things should be taken care of and which things should not be taken care of.
The problem is that Su Xiaochen's parents are both dead, and he is alone. He is still a child with extremely immature thinking. He doesn't say anything when things happen, and he seems to have some secrets in his heart.
Yu Fengxing was not interested in these secrets, he thought, if he wants to manage Su Xiaochen's affairs, he must first know what kind of image he is in Su Xiaochen's mind, and whether he has the ability to manage him.
Otherwise, rashly intervening will cause resentment, and even jokes.
With Yu Fengxing's pride, he would not allow that to happen.
The problem with being helpless at the moment is that it is impossible to determine what Su Xiaochen is thinking.
This made Yu Fengxing a little irritable.
Once he gets irritable, his temper will become particularly bad, and his temper will become particularly bad, and the subordinates in the company will suffer.
This weekend, the technology department, which is expected to be on vacation, collectively urged the minister Ye Xiaohan to send a message to the boss on Friday afternoon to talk about the vacation.
Ye Xiaohan agreed without any pressure, and then sent a message to the boss: Mr. Yu, tomorrow is a collective holiday.
You know, he had already talked to Yu Fengxing two days ago, and he felt that the matter was quite stable.
Yu Fengxing was stunned for a while, suddenly remembered that tomorrow is Saturday, thought that tomorrow is Saturday, and thought that tomorrow he can stay at home all day, with that classmate Su Xiaochen who is tired of studying.
hold on.
President Yu sneered and typed two words.
Ye Xiaohan: What are you talking about! ? not let go? Didn't we agree? If you have the guts to say no, come over here, and I will greet you with slippers ready!
Yu Fengxing: Okay, I'll go there now.
Ye Xiaohan: Hey, brother, I'm just kidding, brother!
Yu Fengxing was not joking, he really wanted to go to the technical department to talk about something, not just to play tricks on Ye Xiaohan.
Walking to the technical department, a person holding a courier box walked towards him, bumping into the absent-minded boss.
Suddenly the box fell, and the things inside rolled out.
Xiong Yuanfei realized that he bumped into the boss, and couldn't care about his delivery for a moment, so he quickly bowed and apologized to the boss: "I'm sorry, boss, I'm sorry, boss!"
It was just being bumped, Yu Fengxing waved his hand: "It's okay." Then he glanced down at the mess on the ground, lifted his trousers by his knees, and squatted down to help Xiong Yuanfei clean it up.
Xiong Yuanfei was flattered and said: "Boss, don't, don't, these things are muddy, I can do it myself, don't get your hands dirty."
It can be seen that he admires Yu Fengxing very much.
Of course, Yu Fengxing could be called a god in his mind.
"fine."
Now this god is squatting with him to pick up mountain goods without any pretensions.
Xiong Yuanfei felt that his admiration for the boss was a little deeper!