The host of the quick-wear salted fish is the boss's favorite

"Xiaoyu, happy birthday! I miss you so much, do you miss me?"

"Do not want to."

"Xiao Yu, your words really hurt my heart."

"Oh, by the way, this phone belongs to someone else. When I go out later, I will give you the birthday red envelope."

"Xiao Yu, how have you been these days? My dad has pushed me into this godforsaken place to stop me from looking for you. Woo woo woo, I'm so miserable."

Chu Shiyu suppressed his laughter: "Brother Ye, I'm fine, do you have anything else to do?"

"Xiao Yu, why are you so cold to me? We are best brothers, don't you have any sympathy for me?"

Chu Shiyu sneered and mocked: "Oh, you just remembered that we are good brothers now? What were you doing before? Didn't you want to be my dad?"

Fu Lingye scratched his head guiltily and changed the subject: "Xiaoyu, let's not worry about these details. The point is that I don't know when we can get out of this damn place."

"Xiaoyu, why don't you come and accompany me."

Chu Shiyu's mouth twitched: "You want me to go in and suffer with you, don't dream."

"Xiao Yu, you have no conscience. After all, I am half of you......"

Before he could finish his words, Chu Shiyu interrupted him sharply: "Stop, I am also training now."

"Hmm? What are you training for?"

"Uncle told me to learn to be independent."

He seemed to have heard some ridiculous joke: "Haha, you can be independent? Isn't this going to kill you?"

Chu Shiyu: “.........” This bastard dares to laugh at me, strangle him to death!

Fu Lingye seemed to sense something and asked worriedly, "What should we do? You must be having a hard time now, right?"

Chu Shiyu felt the soft bed beneath him and fell into deep thought. If this is considered hardship, then please give me a little more.

"Don't worry about me, I'm doing fine now!"

"You're living well? Don't lie to me. You must be living on the streets now."

Chu Shiyu gritted his teeth and cursed: "Brain supplement is a disease, it must be treated!"

"It's okay, I'll hang up now."

"No, don't hang up. I can still talk for two more minutes."

"I don't really want to hear you talk for now. I want to sleep in a good mood. Goodbye!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone mercilessly.

Fu Lingye stared at the hung up phone with a lost look, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Under his feet was the bruised and battered Deputy Instructor Lin.

He reminded tremblingly: "Well, Xiaoye, you see the phone is all used up, should we relax?"

Family members, who understands? Who is sleeping and is suddenly pulled out of bed, beaten without a word, and stepped on.

Can't you say something nicely?

Isn't it just borrowing your phone? Is that a big deal?

Don’t I have any dignity? Fortunately, I live in a single room, otherwise I would be very embarrassed.

Fu Lingye ignored the person under his feet and muttered to himself: "He is so heartless to me! It must be because I didn't pay him that he didn't want to chat with me for two more minutes!"

This guy only accepts red envelopes for his birthday. But I don’t have any money now!

No, I need money!!!

So, he looked down at the coach at his feet and forced a smile: "Coach Lin, is there any way to get money here?"

This smile was extremely terrifying to Instructor Lin. He couldn't help but tremble: "You, you let me go first."

Fu Lingye calmly moved his feet away: "Can I tell you now?"

Instructor Lin stood up with a grin on his face, dusted himself off, and returned to his usual serious expression: "Xiao Ye, do you know that this kind of violent behavior will result in points being deducted?"

"Your dad said that if you don't get 10 points here, you'll never be able to leave in your lifetime."

"Although you are capable and have accumulated 500 points in just a few days, I still have to tell you that your violation of discipline will result in a deduction of 1000 points."

Fu Lingye looked nonchalant: "Just deduct it if you want to. Tell me quickly how you can make money."

Instructor Lin had a complicated expression. This genius's train of thought was a bit strange and totally incomprehensible!

"Join a mercenary group and take on missions. You can earn points and make money at the same time. But you are not qualified yet, unless you pass SSS-level training."

"Okay, I see."

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Day two.

Chu Shiyu was dragged up by his second brother early in the morning to wash, go downstairs and have breakfast.

In the restaurant, there is a large table of delicious breakfast.

Old Master Chu smiled kindly and said, "My dear grandson, you must get up and eat on time so that you can have a healthy body."

Chu Shiyu nodded obediently: "Oh, okay."

Chu Yue, who was sitting next to him, considerately picked up a piece of lava sauce bun for him and was about to put it in his bowl when Chu Yunlong stopped him with a light cough.

"Well, Lao Er, if you want him to go to that damn place, just spoil him."

Chu Yue withdrew his hand in dismay and said, "Yuyu, pick up whatever you like to eat yourself."

Chu Shiyu: “........”

Chu Yifeng stared at his confused, innocent and cute brother, and couldn't help but feel soft-hearted: "Dad, isn't there still a year? Why rush? My brother needs to adapt when he first came to our house."

"Why not wait for a while, until he gets used to it, and then let him be independent?"

Chu Yue followed suit unconvincedly: "Yes, yes, why can their family spoil him but our family can't? Isn't it obvious that they want their brother not to be close to us?"

This remark woke people up from their dream, and everyone agreed that this was the truth.

After so many years, they didn't grow up early and didn't educate them later. They had to let their children be educated by us. This is to let us be the bad guys and play the villain! They are the good guys and play the good guys!

What a cunning mind! No wonder they let us take it away so easily.

The more everyone thought about it, the more they felt that this was the case, and they excitedly fed the cute big dumpling.

Nalan Ting showed joy on her face: "Yubao, come here, this crispy fried fish cake is very delicious, try it."

Chu Yunlong looked helplessly at his youngest son who was surrounded by people. This was the only way for now. The most important thing was to build a good relationship first, and then think about the rest later.

At this moment, Nalan Ting, who was feeding her, suddenly received a call from her cell phone.

Nalan Ting frowned slightly, picked up the phone casually, and hung up when she saw that the caller was from an unfamiliar number.

Before I put my phone down, the phone started ringing again.

Chu Shiyu looked innocent: "Mom, whose phone is this? Why don't you answer it?"

"It's an unfamiliar number. It could be a harassing call! Or maybe it's a scam call. We don't need to care about it."

After saying that, she quickly blocked the caller's number.

But after a while, Chu's father's phone rang right after, and the caller ID still showed an unfamiliar number.

Father Chu frowned and asked, "Mother, is the last digit of the incoming call number you just displayed 3028?"

"Hmm? I guess so, what's wrong?"

Father Chu answered the phone with a suspicious look on his face: "Hello, who is this?"

A surprised voice instantly rang out from the other end of the phone: "Dad, it's me, Xiaoyang."