The man was indeed angry, his mind was full of Su Xingchen telling him confidently on the phone that his name was Su Xiaochen.
So the question is, does the other party know that they met once in Beijing a month ago
Yu Fengxing's anger was gradually covered up by these doubts.
At the same time, there is still uncontrollable curiosity, what exactly is this person broadcasting live on the Internet
So with such curiosity, Yu Fengxing sat in the office, with a heavy face like a director, and turned on the live broadcast platform that Xiong Yuanfei told him.
Enter Su Xingchen's nickname and click Search.
Soon he saw the figure of a thin young man against the light, under the blue sky, leaving a beautiful image for others to imagine.
"Picking the stars with bare hands?" Mr. Yu twitched slightly, "I think it's a little bastard."
Then click on the anchor's latest update video, and it is presented in front of you, a tidy farmyard, and a group of yellow chicks, pacing leisurely in the video...
"My chick came out to poop again, so angry."
Caught off guard, a clear and youthful voice came to Yu Fengxing's ears crisply.
This undoubtedly belongs to Su Xiaochen, no, it belongs to the voice of Su, Xing, and Chen.
Yu Fengxing had to admit that this little brat had a pleasant voice.
It's a pity that he is a little liar who doesn't learn well, Mr. Yu thought blankly, and then he looked for the content he wanted to watch in the video list, for example, the life photos of the little bunny.
Yu Fengxing searched the entire list, but only found a group of Su Xingchen's selfies.
He saw the contents of the photos, the first one was Su Xingchen hugging the cute puppy, smiling very brightly at the camera, as if there were shining stars in his eyes, making people feel bright and happy.
In the second photo, Su Xingchen stood barefoot on the fine white sand, with his hands raised up, with green mountains and green water behind him, and it was also a very beautiful photo.
In the third picture, Su Xingchen is sitting on the reef, with his hands propped back, quietly looking at the yellowish sky in the distance.
It can be seen that the wind was very strong when this photo was taken, and it messed up the protagonist's hair and clothes.
This also caused the eyes of the person in the photo to narrow their eyes, as if they were quietly sorting out some unknown teenagers' thoughts.
After the fourth one, there are pictures of animals and landscapes, nothing interesting.
Yu Fengxing quickly swipe the screen to return to the first high-definition picture: "..." He stared carefully at Su Xingchen's brilliant peach eyes and his fair face, which was about the size of his palm, for a long time.
In the end, I came to the conclusion that this kid doesn't look like a bad kid in any way, and it should be okay.
To be honest, the memory of a month ago is too far away, so Yu Fengxing's impression of Su Xingchen is still at a young and introverted level.
Suddenly he knew that these two people were actually the same person, and he was a little surprised.
Yu Fengxing didn't talk too much, after seeing the photos, he dialed Su Xingchen's cell phone without hesitation.
Today is really weird. The owner of the house who didn't call or send me a message the day before made several calls in a row today.
"Hello, Mr. Yu?" Su Xingchen said.
"What are you doing?" Mr. Yu asked in a lukewarm tone, without audible joy or anger.
The young man who was setting the pot turned on the speakerphone and let the company elite listen to what he was doing.
But it's always impossible for Yu to know what it is, he just thinks it's a bunch of meaningless noise...
"Su Xingchen." Yu Fengxing called out in a calm voice.
"Mr. Yu, I'm setting up a pot in the kitchen." Su Xingchen said, then felt that something was wrong, and blinked: "What did you call me just now?"
Mr. Yu, who came to Xingshi wholeheartedly to inquire about the crime, suddenly said: "Su Xiaochen."
At this time, Su Xingchen's heart fell back into his stomach. At the same time, he felt that he had been under too much pressure recently, and his nerves were too tense: "Oh, it's almost noon, and I want to remind you that you don't need to buy vegetables at noon. There are a lot more."
Mr. Yu, who was instructed by the IA little bastard, opened his mouth with a complicated expression: "I know."
Su Xiaochen, who holds the family's food and beverage authority, asked Mr. Yu intimately: "Is your work going well today? Do you want steamed fish or braised fish for lunch?"
Mr. Yu, who was full of conquest and anger just now, is now full of the comparison between the taste of steamed fish and braised fish, which made him very annoyed: "Whatever."
"Okay." Su Xingchen said, "Then is there anything else you want to tell me?"
That's just too much.
Mr. Yu clenched his fists, held back his breath and said, "You said you regard me as a friend?"
Su Xingchen blinked and nodded: "That's right."
"Then what is the most basic obligation to a friend?" Yu Fengxing beat around the bush, God knows he hasn't been so grumpy to others for a long time!
But if he showed his temper to Su Xingchen, he was afraid that Su Xingchen would cry.
"The most basic obligation to a friend?" Su Xingchen thought for a while and said, "Be nice to a friend!"
Yu Fengxing fell on his back, and found another word to say to this frighteningly dull little bastard: "No, the most basic obligation to a friend is to trust."
Su Xingchen nodded and said, "Oh."
Then he looked at his pot. Between continuing to listen to Mr. Yu's nonsense and cooking the pot, he hesitated for a while, and chose to continue listening to Mr. Yu's nonsense.
Who made them good friends.
"So?" Yu Fengxing guided.
"So?" Su Xingchen pricked up his ears, waiting to hear!
Mr. Yu's face turned black in an instant, and he said to the little bastard on the other end of the phone, "Aren't you going to tell me that your name is Su Xingchen?"
It's over.
Without even thinking about it, Su Xingchen murmured: "You didn't tell me that your name is Yu Fengxing."
The world was instantly quiet.
It seems that something terrible happened.
Su Xingchen knew that he had said something wrong, so he hung up the phone abruptly.
"Dasha..." The young man tapped his head: "Dasha, Dasha, Dasha, Dasha, Dasha—"
He was knocked by himself so that he squatted on the ground and held his head in pain.
Then the phone rang again.
Su Xingchen hung up without hesitation.
Call again, hang up again.
Keep playing... Keep hanging up...
Su Xingchen, who is very courageous, doesn't know at this time, there are really few people in this world who dare to humiliate Yu Fengxing like this.
After finally waiting for Su Xingchen to recover, he supported his hot forehead and shamelessly called Yu Fengxing to confess: "Mr. Yu, you already know..."
Listen to this soft, lifeless voice.
Yu Fengxing roughly tore off his tie and collar, lowered the temperature of the air conditioner, and thought with two small flames burning in his eyes, who are you talking to? I don't like this!
"I'm sorry, but I didn't mean to lie." Su Xingchen cleared his throat and said, "Well, I just don't want you to know that we met in Beijing."
"Why?" Yu Fengxing held back his anger and asked, wondering what was going on in this young man's mind
Is the eight-year-old generation gap really that serious
"I don't know either." Su Xingchen shook his head: "I think it would be nice to be your friend on the phone."
There is no need to meet each other, and there is no need for in-depth communication, just like the current situation is Su Xingchen's ideal state.
What does this little brat mean
Yu Fengxing frowned, and said in a questioning tone: "You think I really want to meet you? Are you too smug?"
To be honest, even if we know that Su Xiaochen is Su Xingchen, so what
Yu Fengxing said coldly: "You think too much."
Su Xingchen: ...
Su Xingchen blushed with shame, wishing he could find a hole to bury himself in.
but!
He really wasn't so pretty that he thought that Mr. Yu would like him so much that he asked to meet him, no!
He just carefully kept what he thought was a safe and comfortable distance.
No matter what Mr. Yu thinks, this distance will make Su Xingchen feel at ease.
"Oh, that's great." Su Xingchen tried hard to cheekily said, "Since we both have the same thoughts, will it be okay for us to continue to be friends who eat together in the future?"
Then there was no response for a long time.
Su Xingchen thought inwardly, don't even have to be friends
Then this Mr. Yu is also a bit angry.
"Well, I was wrong for not telling you the truth, and you should be angry." Su Xingchen said, "I'm here to say sorry to you, and then I respect your decision as to what decision you make."
After finishing speaking, he pretended to be relaxed and said: "Anyway, the kitchen on the first floor of my house has also been repaired. From today on, I can fire by myself. If you don't want me to disturb you in the future, I will not disturb you again."
Yu Fengxing frowned more and more, feeling very displeased: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Hey?" Su Xingchen said, "Then can we continue to be friends?"
Finally found Mr. Yu who was under the steps, and said, "Of course."
I just heard the joy and joy over there, and repeatedly apologized: "Okay, thank you for not forgetting the villain, then I will make a bigger lunch at noon to celebrate that we have settled the past."
When Yu Fengxing heard this, he felt that the voice of this instrument was more joyful and brighter.
"Um."
After the truth of the matter is revealed, they are still good friends, which is indeed something worth celebrating.
"By the way." After the conflict was easily turned over without knowing it, Yu Fengxing remembered an important thing: "Did Han Muke trouble you later?"
Hearing this, Su Xingchen was stunned for a while: "Mr. Han? He never troubled me." How did this matter start: "He just called me a few times and sent me a few messages."
"What did you say?" Yu Fengxing asked the bottom line.
"It's nothing, just asking if I'm going to Beijing for fun." Su Xingchen said obediently.
"What do you say?" Yu Fengxing asked with a frown, what's fun in Beijing, Shanghai is called fun, and it's not far from Su Xingchen.
"I rejected him." Su Xingchen was under pressure from Beijing, how could he go back to play: "But the summer vacation is here, and I have a friend who asked me to go out to play."
Yu Fengxing's eyelids twitched: "Where are you going?"
Su Xingchen immediately counted with his fingers seriously: "Dali, Lijiang, Daocheng, Chongqing..." After counting a string, there is no Shanghai.
"Oh." Mr. Yu replied indifferently, and said, "I still have a job."
Su Xingchen closed his mouth wisely when he heard the words, and didn't dare to disturb his friend who was busy with daily affairs: "Okay, then you concentrate on your work, and I will cook and wait for you to eat when you come back."
"En." Yu Fengxing didn't even want to say a single extra word.
After hanging up the phone, he didn't concentrate on his work either.
In fact, he kept replaying what Su Xingchen said just now in his mind: "I have friends who want to hang out with me"
That is to say, Su Xingchen has quite a few friends that he can hang out with.
And he, Yu Fengxing, was positioned by Su Xingchen as a friend he didn't want to meet.
It can only be said that it has been a long time since Yu Fengxing has tried this kind of feeling of being aggrieved and pretending to be magnanimous.
That was pretty annoying.
The author has something to say: Star: (＾－＾) Yeah, we are still good friends!
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