The matter was so happily decided.
very nice.
An Wuyang thought with bright eyes.
It's not worth his coquettishness and cuteness, and he even made handmade noodles to bribe the other party. It seems that the seniors have a saying that is very right, um, how to say it, take short hands and eat short mouths, that's right.
An Wuyang thought so.
If Huo Yunchuan knew what he was thinking at the moment, he would definitely be pissed off. By the way, he wanted to knock on his head to see how his brain circuit turned...
It can be said to be extremely unreliable.
A dignified CEO of the Huo family, would he change his mind just because of a bowl of plain-flavored egg and vegetable noodles
Can.
"Cough." Huo Yunchuan finished eating the noodles with one hand: "Let go, I'll go wash the dishes."
An Wuyang came back to his senses, and suddenly found that he was still holding someone's hand: "Oh." He quickly threw it away, and stood up by the way: "I'll come, you continue to work."
Then he took the bowl and chopsticks from Huo Yunchuan's hand, and smiled, revealing a touch of inconspicuous little white teeth.
Huo Yunchuan was a little hesitant and glanced at the kitchen.
"It's alright, your work is important. I'm free anyway." An Wuyang said quickly, for fear that Huo Yunchuan would steal his work, he ran away with the bowl in his hands.
Really diligent.
Huo Yunchuan had a father-like look on his face.
After all, today's young people are generally lazy, even degenerate, and have no positive spirit at all.
It's a beat generation, a generation poisoned by video games and the Internet.
In front of this big boy who is about to become a young man, it is good to maintain a positive and optimistic attitude.
At this time, the old father couldn't remember at all, and the number of times An Wuyang worked can be counted in one slap, even less than he did himself.
It's not safe and lazy.
Safe and diligent.
Washing, cooking, mopping the floor, if Huo Yunchuan is willing to arrange the work for him, he promises to be confident to do it well.
However, it is impossible to work, and it is impossible to work in this life... Or you can fight for drying clothes.
An Wuyang quickly finished washing the dishes.
At this point, Aunt Zhang took Dun Dun to sleep in the baby room, Huo Yunchuan was busy with his work, and the rest were safe and sound.
He was diligent and decided to do the homework, the little goblin.
"..." The review process was boring and painful, always making An Wuyang a kind of anger, since I was born, why is the homework born? !
Thinking about the past, Huo Yunchuan would occasionally help him write.
That is excellent.
Later, when replying to others on the Internet, he said that he missed out. Knowing that Huo Yunchuan was writing his homework for him, netizens were worried, and they left messages to warn Huo Yunchuan, saying that Xiaotiantian's homework should be written by him.
Even if you can't finish writing it in the middle of the night, you can't write it on your behalf. You Xiaotiantian enter the examination room, and you can't follow Huo, right
"You'll fail the class," they threatened.
These four words are effective for safety.
Since then, I've moved a small bench in the living room by myself... It's nice to write while chasing dramas, and relieve the pressure of studying.
However, Mr. Huo said that after agreeing to see Dundun, Mr. Huo had a dull headache in the face of complicated and trivial work.
For example, now, Aunt Zhang has something to do temporarily and needs to take a day off.
This half-day has been safe and has lessons, and the clone has no skills.
(You know he would be happy to skip class and come back to play Dun Dun, but the old father won't allow it)
The video conference arranged yesterday must be carried out as scheduled, and we must seize the time to discuss the closing work at the end of the year and redistribute work tasks.
Dun Dun didn't have Aunt Zhang looking after him, nor was he quietly sleepy, but he was full of energy. He was holding the new little pig Peppa bought by his little father in his hand, um ah, and had fun playing.
Huo Yunchuan must hold Dundun, because Dundun has learned to crawl, and he will crawl everywhere on the cot, which is dangerous.
And Dundun likes to join in the fun. It's not okay if someone around him ignores him... When young master Dundun gets angry, he will cry directly.
Huo Yunchuan didn't agree with raising such a bad-tempered son, but there was nothing he could do.
Now take him to his lap.
Open the video.
Dun Dun is wearing baby shark themed clothes today.
With a chubby body and big eyes, it looks like a shark that should have been ferocious, like a silly fish.
The conference room on the other side of the company was silent.
A group of management dressed in formal attire waited with serious faces, and soon saw colorful pictures appear on the huge screen.
Unsurprisingly, it was their Boss Huo, but the little fat dumpling on Boss Huo's leg today was too cute: "Cough!" He actually wore shark-themed clothes, cough, cough...
Such a round, cute, and lethal shark cub, they also want to know how it feels to hold them up.
"Morning." Huo Yunchuan's image in front of his subordinates has always been known for being cold-hearted. He doesn't even greet each other in every meeting, and goes straight to the topic. Today, he said a digression: "This is my son, Huo An."
Huo's father gently touched the lanugo on his son's head.
Everyone was shocked. They knew that the boss had a son, but they never expected that the boss's son was so cute
… really not the son of the old king next door.
"Okay, let's start the meeting." Mr. Huo's digression was very brief: "Secretary Chen, send the information I asked you to prepare."
"Good president." Secretary Chen said.
The entire conference room was no longer quiet, and people collected insignificant things and focused their attention on the next meeting.
Dundun has been playing with Peppa Pig for a long time, and now he wants to play with his father more: "Well..." Dundun, who was full of Martian language, raised the toy to his father.
"..." Mr. Huo lowered his eyes and glanced at the pig's nose that was close at hand. His thoughts went back to that night, when it was dark at night, he drank some wine...
"Dun Dun, this is not fun. Dad will change it for you." Mr. Huo found a little frog and exchanged it for Peggy in his son's hand.
Everyone in the conference room: "… "
Not so calmly accepted, it turns out that their president is a proper father.
I don't usually see it.
Three hundred and sixty days a year, the president who can't wait to have a cold face also has a soft and warm side.
The meeting went very smoothly, and there was no substantial change due to the participation of a small meat dumpling.
If you have to say it, it is everyone's attitude towards the president, from fear to less fear
joke.
Everyone thought to themselves, even if they knew that the president was good to his son, he would not be able to use it.
The one who should be shivering is still shivering.
As the time approached eleven o'clock, Huo Yunchuan announced the end of the meeting, because at this point, Dundun had to be fed.
"I'm back!" An Wuyang ran with sweat on his forehead, and the voice came from the entrance.
Knowing that Aunt Zhang asked for leave today, he had been thinking about Dun Dun all morning, and he took up his backpack and ran home after class.
The previous discussion between him and Huo Yunchuan was that Huo Yunchuan looked at the morning and he looked at the afternoon.
An Wuyang has seen the child alone before, and is quite confident about it.
On the contrary, Huo Yunchuan was not at ease. He couldn't control the scene of an accident involving An Wuyang and Dun Dun in his mind, which made his brows furrowed.
Sure enough, we still need to find someone to help with the work of raising the children, he thought.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Huo Yunchuan was still at home, An Wuyang looked at him curiously: "Hey, aren't you going out?"
Huo Yunchuan glanced at the next door and shook his head: "The schedule has changed."
The person who was pushed out of the schedule was actually still angry, saying that he wasted time, hehe, who hasn't ordered something more important than work.
Aunt Zhang returned the next day, and there was no need for Mr. Huo to bring Dundun in person.
He instructed Secretary Chen to make another appointment with the CEO yesterday, but it was not easy to make an appointment.
With such a busy schedule, it was the first weekend of December, and the weather in Beijing was very cool.
The habit of returning to Huo's house on weekends was canceled as early as last week, and everything will be discussed after the winter vacation.
With that said, look forward to a two-person world this weekend.
"I work overtime on weekends."
Safe: "???"
Dad Huo patted his head and couldn't help but relax: "good, I'll be back early in the evening."
After all, it was a weekend, and it was rare that he didn't have to get up early to go to class. He was usually uncomfortable, and he usually wouldn't give up the opportunity to reward himself.
"..." An Wuyang shuddered, pretending to be dead and not answering.
Then he pretended to ask a new question casually: "By the way, our club plans to travel for three days and two nights during the winter vacation, and we have to pay the group fee... Well, it's more than a thousand."
With a small calculation, he transferred more than 1,000 from his small private bank, and the private house money that had not risen all the year round was visibly reduced by the naked eye. Visually, it can only be increased after the Spring Festival.
It's still early.
After four dollars, the little angel asked himself for more than one thousand.
Mr. Huo thought about it seriously, and asked clearly: "Three days and two nights? Where to go? How many people go?" Finally, he asked: "Can you bring your family?"
An Wuyi was dumbfounded when asked.
Obviously these issues were not on his mind.
"You can't do this," Mr. Huo said with a frown, "I don't know any information, how can I appropriate money for you?" After a lesson, he ordered in a harmonious voice, "Go and ask clearly."
An Wuyi nodded stupidly, found his mobile phone and logged on to WeChat, and immediately asked the president.
After a while, the president replied to him with specific information.
Zhang Er: @Ann Wuyang, yes, you can’t bring family members. This is an internal activity of our club. If members of the club bring their families to participate, it is not called a club activity, it is called a parent-child tour.
An Wuyang nodded, agreeing with the president's opinion.
However, he did not dare to show this information to Huo Yunchuan. The liar who had been trained for a long time, said without blinking his eyes: "Yunchuan, our president said that it is okay to bring family members, but we have to pay two more... No, Three thousand tour fees."
Huo Yunchuan raised his eyebrows.
A net worth of tens of billions does not mean that you are not sensitive to small money transactions.
As a man who can think about four dollars for a long time, he will not randomly transfer more than four thousand dollars out of nowhere.
"Three thousand?" he asked.
An Wuyang was stared at by him all the time, and looked a little embarrassed: "It's more than 4,000 in total, do you see Alipay or WeChat transfer?"
So natural and unpretentious.
This made Huo Yunchuan look at An Wuyang again, but he couldn't see any traces of flickering at all, and thinking of the other party's simple and simple character, he felt a little ashamed that he took the little angel's belly with the heart of a 'strict father'.
... It's not that he is afraid of losing himself in the eyes of money when he is young.
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ji ji: I'm lost, I plan to collect the money and not take you to say how QAQ