When Song Zhihuai was cutting Song Yingjun's claws at home, he received a harassing call from Huang Rongcan.
Huang Rongcan gloated: "Yo, Lao Song, how are you doing recently?"
Huang Rongcan is Song Zhihuai who is young and has always been mean and mean, and nature and man are one. Song Zhihuai didn't care much when he heard that his accent was wrong.
He clamped the phone between his shoulders and said calmly, "What do you want to do?"
Huang Rongcan said, "You didn't read the WeChat I sent you? Look, look."
Song Zhihuai frowned: "What are you holding back?"
Huang Rongcan urged: "You go and see, and then finish it."
Song Zhihuai cut Song Yingjun's nails down, and Song Yingjun lay obediently on his thigh, playing with the tips of his cut nails.
Handsome is a rare good cat. When her claws are clipped, she never scratches or scratches anyone. She jumps up and down. As long as she holds her hair and touches her forehead, she can cut her nails casually. Turn it over and let people touch it twice.
Of course, this kind of benefit is only distributed to Chi Song and Song Zhihuai.
Song Zhihuai opened WeChat on his mobile phone and clicked on the photo sent by Huang Rongcan.
In just a moment, his face turned ugly.
Huang Rongcan seemed to think that Song Zhihuai was not angry enough, so he sent another emoji.
A group of villains surrounded a villain with a cuckold and wrote three big characters, "Be strong."
Song Zhihuai called Huang Rongcan, his voice was cold: "What did you mean by sending this to me?"
Huang Rongcan's mind lacks a string, and he has yet to hear that Song Zhihuai's voice is wrong. He even smiles: "Are you in a hurry? Don't worry, don't worry, we are buddies, we should know this sooner rather than later, stop the loss in time..."
Song Zhihuai did not answer his words: "Who sent this to you?"
Huang Rongcan didn't even think about it: "I'm in love. He's in the same crew as your wife."
Song Zhihuai sneered: "Oh, I know, the one with long hair, I have seen him. How did he tell you?"
Huang Rongcan thought for a while: "Just say that your daughter-in-law hugged that male star, and the two are very intimate... Oh, my daughter-in-law also said that Chi Song had a press conference a year ago, and the male star also went there. Ambiguous and sticky with your wife..."
Song Zhihuai silently listened to his incessant chatter, until Huang Rongcan realized that the atmosphere was not right, and stopped talking: "...Old Song?"
Song Zhihuai put one arm on the sofa and said calmly, "It sounds like he knows Chi Song very well."
Huang Rongcan realized that Song Zhihuai was angry, and immediately fell silent, not daring to say another word.
In the past, when Song Zhihuai was still the second young master of Song, he could play and joke well, but no one dared to step on his bottom line.
The reason is very simple, Song Zhihuai will not get angry easily, but once he gets angry, it will definitely kill people.
Huang Rongcan remembers it very clearly. About two years ago, a group of them went out to play, and each brought his own male and female companions. Song Zhihuai came alone as usual, but he seemed to be in a good mood, so good that a group of buddies could see it. , have asked him what kind of windfall he has made recently.
Song Zhihuai said that he was chasing a star recently, and he was about to catch it.
In the eyes of playboys like Huang Rongcan, this matter seemed completely new. After looking at each other for a while, Huang Rongcan took the lead and asked, "Which first-tier star, do you want Song Ershao to chase after you?"
Song Zhihuai commented objectively: "It's not a big star, just five or six lines."
Huang Rongcan and the others felt like they had heard a fantasy story: "..."
And the more mysterious is still behind.
Song Zhihuai took out a kitten keychain and shook it in front of the crowd as if offering a treasure: "Look, I've already caught up. Last week I said that the keychain I bought was broken, and he met him in the company elevator today. I gave this to me."
… I blushed when I gave it away, so cute.
The corners of Huang Rongcan's lips twitched as they looked at the cheap keychain that could be bought for ten yuan on the stall.
However, Song Zhihuai showed off to them very seriously: "He imitated the cat at home and made it himself. Is it dexterous?"
Huang Rongcan was amazed.
I didn't expect Song Ershao to be so easy to use, such an ugly keychain, he could be so precious.
He stretched out his hand to control Song Zhihuai's request: "Let me borrow my brother to take a look."
Song Zhihuai was about to get up, when he heard the words, he handed him the keychain: "I'm going to the bathroom, don't break it for me, or you'll never finish."
Huang Rongcan: "..."
Almost half of the people present thought that Song Zhihuai's head was broken.
Although speechless, Huang Rongcan seized every opportunity to tease him: "I'm going to the bathroom now, and you haven't had a sip of wine yet."
Song Zhihuai replied: "If you don't drink it, quit. He is allergic to alcohol, so it's uncomfortable to drink alcohol."
Huang Rongcan: "..."
As soon as Song Zhihuai left, the keychain was passed around in the hands of a group of people, and when it was passed back to Huang Rongcan, it was already broken in half.
Huang Rongcan spread out his hands and shouted, "... Who the hell broke this shit?"
The initiator had already poured a belly of yellow soup, but he did not shy away from it, and said with a big tongue: "It's not bad for me, the quality of this keychain is so broken, it will be broken in half with one knock."
Song Zhihuai came back and saw the keychain that had been turned into two halves, and his expression immediately turned ugly.
The person who broke the mouth has not covered his mouth, and he muttered that this keychain is obviously a fool. Fresh tricks, you are hooked.
Song Zhihuai choked at him with a cold face, and he even chirped: "Now the little star can't do anything in order to climb up? I don't know how many rounds have been slept before it's your turn, Song Zhihuai. Two little."
As soon as Song Zhihuai took off his gold-rimmed glasses, he went up and beat him up. He beat him until he was sober, and no one could stop him.
Not to mention that Song Zhihuai was a wicked person, and after beating the other party until he cried and called his mother, a few days later, he went to visit the man's father with a few more pockets of gifts.
I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup he poured into the old man. Within a month, the dude was forcibly sent by his father to go abroad to study for an MBA. He also called it "independent". His living expenses are five hundred dollars.
The old man's original words were: "Xiao Song told me that several of his classmates went abroad to study, and their parents did not give them extra living expenses in order to make them become talents, and asked them to get up at two o'clock in the middle of the night to deliver newspapers while reading. Work, what a workout."
When he was about to say goodbye, the buddy was crying bitterly at the airport, saying that the old boy surnamed Song was really fucking murdering without blood, so he broke a keychain, so what
Of course, Song Zhihuai bought a handmade keychain from the little star. It was too precious, and it was hung on his car keys, and he took it out and shook it every day.
The kid who went abroad was a blessing in disguise. He was used to spending time and money. As a result, he was extravagant at the beginning, and spent a year's living expenses in three months.
He studied abroad for a year and a half, and when he came back, he had already been reborn, and he had to drag Song Zhihuai to invite him to dinner, saying that it was fortunate that Song Zhihuai had brainwashed his father back then, otherwise he would still be the one who jumped every day in pure K. Dee's silly.
Thinking of the consequences of offending Song Zhihuai, Huang Rongcan swallowed the boss and said after deliberation, "Lao Song, I didn't mean that, just gossip..."
Song Zhihuai said coldly, "That's not what you mean, what about your little love?"
Huang Rongcan was taken aback: "What do you mean?"
Song Zhihuai said, "Has he been with you for three years? He also knows you. He sent you this specious photo, didn't he just want to borrow your hand and forward it to me so I can see it?"
Huang Rongcan thought about it for a while, and it seemed that this was the truth, and his heart was also on fire.
Song Zhihuai analyzed it calmly: "I mentioned it to you. Chi Song is very allergic to alcohol. I don't dare to get close to him after drinking. How could he hug an alcoholic who is not me?"
Huang Rongcan was thinking about the fact that he was being used as a gunman. He held his breath. The more he listened to Song Zhihuai's analysis, the more reasonable he felt, and he apologized repeatedly: "Old Song, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I sent you a message when I saw the excitement. , don't be mad at me, don't be mad at me."
Song Zhihuai said gently, "What is the relationship between the two of us, how could it be?"
Huang Rongcan was forced to goosebumps by his tone of hiding the knife in his smile: "Lao Song, another day, no, if I invite you to dinner tomorrow, is it not a crime? Are you in the imperial capital?"
Song Zhihuai opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Ah, I'm not here."
Huang Rongcan scratched his scalp.
Song Zhihuai asked again, "Have you sent this picture to anyone else?"
Huang Rongcan: "How dare I? Hey, Lao Song, don't you know who I am? It's just that my mouth is a bit cheap, but my tone is definitely strict enough."
These words are not bad. Huang Rongcan is not bad, but sometimes his brain is not very good, but he is not ambiguous in terms of right and wrong.
Song Zhihuai said, "That's good. You delete this picture from your phone. If it leaks out, it will be too troublesome."
Huang Rongcan continued: "No problem, no problem. I'll ask my wife to delete the picture later..."
Song Zhihuai said calmly: "Don't bother. You can give me his mobile phone model, system and account number, and I'll ask our company's technical department to clean it up for him."
After hanging up the phone, Huang Rongcan held back his anger and played with the phone for a while. The more he looked at the portrait of the long-haired man, the more disgusted he became.
The left and right are also small things. They have been together for three years, and their feelings have faded a lot. At this time, he took advantage of them. Huang Rongcan was so upset that he simply moved his fingers and directly connected all the long-haired men. way to be pulled into the blacklist.
Putting down the phone with Huang Rongcan, Song Zhihuai contacted Chi Song again.
Chi Song answered in seconds: "To Huai!"
As soon as he heard his voice, Song Zhihuai unconsciously softened his voice: "How is it? Are you okay?"
Chi Song replied: "Well, it's okay, I just came back from the outside, I'll arrange a scene for a while, and sleep when my hair is dry."
Song Zhihuai couldn't help but worry: "Are you feeling uncomfortable? I heard your voice a little hoarse."
Chi Song cleared his throat.
He was really uncomfortable.
Just now, he tried his best to call Liu Shu and Qian Qi's life assistant, and then he worked together to drag the drunk Qian Qi back to his room. The smell of alcohol made Chi Song's throat itchy and swollen. After several mouthfuls, I still can't slow down.
Chi Song replied truthfully: "Just now, my colleague was drunk and went to the wrong place. I sent him back. Maybe the smell of alcohol is too strong, and now my throat is not comfortable."
Song Zhihuai didn't come to attack Chi Song, but he didn't expect Chi Song to take the initiative to bring up this matter, and he felt warm and a little distressed: "Hurry up and take some anti-allergy medicine. I'll put it in your luggage. Inside the box."
… He believes in Chi Song, and Chi Song is also frank with him. Could there be a more reassuring relationship than this
However, after Mr. Song called the company's public relations department, he didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night. His mind was full of images of his little daughter-in-law being eaten tofu by that drunkard.
He got up with a dark face and booked a ticket to the Magic Capital tomorrow.
... Believe it, but believe it, but Song Zhihuai was still upset when his daughter-in-law was touched.
... It's better to go and see.