Kiss!

The hospital bed next to Fang Zichun was an aunt in her 50s, who couldn't stop looking at her since Shen Xun entered the door.

This aunt talks a lot, she chatters and chatters when she sees people, she opens and closes her mouth because her son is capable and promising, and Fang Zichun's ears were almost cocooned two days ago.

Suddenly seeing Shen Xun, the aunt couldn't help coming over and asking, "Is this your grandson-in-law? What a talent."

Shen Xun nodded slightly at her as a greeting, but Fang Zichun felt uncomfortable, waved his hand and said, "No, they are friends."

Fang Zichun, who has taught for decades, is reasonable and polite to Shen Xun, but very purposeful, and cut to the chase after a few pleasantries.

"What does Xiao Shen do?"

Before Shen Xun could answer, the aunt interrupted, "Young people nowadays are under a lot of pressure, and it is difficult to find a job. My son works in a big company in Dongcheng, and I dare not ask him how his job is when he comes back. It’s just over 2, but it’s stable.”

He didn't say much, but the pride on his face was obvious. After all, the housing price here in Rongcheng was only 7000 yuan per square meter.

Fang Zichun coughed twice speechlessly, and looked at Shen Xun.

Shen Xun's attitude is neither humble nor overbearing, "At present, I am starting my own business."

Although this statement is a bit modest, it is not wrong to say strictly.

Fang Zichun nodded and agreed, "It's good for young people to have ideas, let's work hard while we're young."

The aunt couldn't hold back anymore, and poured cold water, "But starting a business is very hard. If you are not careful, you will lose all your money. It will be difficult to find a job when you are older, but it is still stable at work."

The corner of Fang Zichun's mouth twitched, and he retorted: "It's hard work to start a business, but young people shouldn't trap themselves in one world, just go for it."

Qin Rao pursed her lips, and slandered: "He really worked so hard, he was drunk with feasting and feasting, and if he persisted like that every day, he might die young."

Shen Xun glanced at Qin Rao calmly, taking in all of her playful expressions.

He pulled the corner of his lips slightly, "It was more difficult at first."

Fang Zichun took the thermos cup on the cabinet, lifted the lid and said earnestly: "It's not easy. Young people nowadays can suffer less. Don't panic, take your time, and take it step by step."

Shen Xun nodded in agreement from time to time, "You are right."

The aunt answered: "Our upstairs neighbor just moved out, and his son failed to start a business. I heard that he sold the house. Oh, now the old couple is still renting a house outside."

Fang Zichun wanted to throw the cup at her, but he couldn't stop her mouth.

Ask Shen Xun with a pleasant face: "Is it going well now?"

Shen Xun said modestly: "It is developing steadily."

The aunt just opened her mouth, but immediately stopped her voice after hearing this sentence, but her ears were perked up.

Fang Zichun nodded in agreement, picked up his cup and took a sip.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, the aunt couldn't help it anymore, and lifted the curtain of the middle partition with one hand and asked, "Then young man, how many employees do you have now?"

Shen Xun's expression was extremely light, "More than 2."

Big Mom opened her mouth wide enough to stuff a goose egg.

"Cough, cough, cough—how much?!" Fang Zichun choked, then raised his head belatedly, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

Shen Xun repeated again, "Currently it is more than 2, and we will consider expanding enrollment next year."

Fang Zichun was dumbfounded. After taking a deep breath, he pretended to be calm and said, "Well, that...not bad."

The aunt had already shut up and kept her eyes fixed on this side.

Qin Rao held back her laughter, and glared at Shen Xun, knowing that he was deliberately gagging the aunt, and mouthed, "You did it on purpose."

The latter has a calm and composed expression from beginning to end, but the slight curvature of the corners of his lips reveals his dark belly.

The aunt looked at it again and again, and always felt that the more than 2 employees were simply bragging, so she said in a roundabout way: "My son's company, the boss has been in business for almost ten years before it has the current scale. The young man looks young, and he hasn't worked for a few years. ?”

This somewhat questioned his bragging.

Shen Xun didn't answer, just smiled lightly, and didn't care about it at all.

Then someone opened the door and came in. It was a 27-year-old young man with a bag of breakfast in his hand. When he entered the door, he yelled "Mom" to the aunt.

The aunt smiled and let him go, and introduced to everyone, "This is my son, he works in Dongcheng, and he took time off to take care of me."

The young man greeted everyone enthusiastically. When he saw Shen Xun, his expression froze suddenly, and he habitually stood up straight.

Respectfully shouted: "Mr. Shen."

Aunt: "???!!!" What's the situation?He is the boss of the son she just said?

Shen Xun looked up at him, "You are?"

The young man said solemnly: "I work in the information department of Donghui."

Shen Xun: "Hello."

The young man showed excitement, "Mr. Shen, you have always been my role model."

Hearing too many polite words, Shen Xun didn't respond, but nodded slightly.

The aunt stopped talking completely, turned her head to look out of the window, and then pulled the partition curtain to the middle to block her view.

Then he said to himself: "Hey, why am I a little bit off today, son, help me out for a walk."

Fang Zichun couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. After being tortured by this aunt for two days, and finally blocked her mouth, he couldn't help but feel a little dark, and his impression of Shen Xun improved a bit.

The young man is neither humble nor overbearing, he can relax and retract freely, and he has all the etiquette and quality that he should have, so he really can't find any faults.

If you insist on finding a shortcoming, it is that you are too good-looking and handsome. No one can control such a man.

Fang Zichun pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Let's not talk about work, let's talk about something else. Your parents have retired, right?"

This question is really roundabout.

Qin Rao couldn't help but said: "Grandpa, do you want to ask along with his ancestors?"

"Tsk," Fang Zichun glared at her, "Go aside."

Qin Rao: "His company still has a lot of things waiting for him to go back to deal with, right?"

She winked at Shen Xun.

Shen Xun understood, but said: "No hurry, just chat casually with the old man."

Qin Rao: "..."

Fang Zichun said with a smile: "That's right, what about your parents now?"

Shen Xun said: "My father is in politics, and my mother is a university professor, and they haven't retired yet."

Why are you so polite, Qin Rao kicked him under the bed.

Shen Xun turned his head and looked at her with a half-smile, "Is there something wrong?"

Qin Rao took a breath, gritted her teeth and said, "No."

Intentional, don't even think about it, Shen Xun must have done it on purpose.

Fang Zichun glanced over the faces of the two of them twice, pointing to Qin Rao, "Go and buy me some apples, I want to eat apples."

This excuse to dismiss her was too poor.

Qin Rao couldn't complain, and pointed to the cabinet, "Isn't there?"

Fang Zichun: "Then buy bananas."

"There are bananas, too."

Fang Zichun glared, "Strawberry, there are no strawberries, right?"

Qin Rao was helpless and speechless, "It's autumn now, where can I buy strawberries for you?"

"If you tell you to go, you can go."

Qin Rao had no choice, took the bag and walked to the door, thinking about saving Shen Xun from the fire, looked at him tentatively and asked, "Do you want to come with me?"

Before Shen Xun answered, Fang Zichun said, "He's not going, he's here to chat with me, an old man."

Qin Rao's face was going dark, and she walked out of the ward.