My dragon

Chapter 8 I seriously doubt that he is still a virgin.

Philadelphia entered the code to open the door, and as soon as he entered, he saw Ruan Xin putting on his shoes in the entrance.

"Chengcheng is back." Ruan Xin said with a smile.

"How many times have I told you, don't call me Chengcheng, make me look like a brat." Philadelphia stood against the wall, "It's so late that my brother still squeezes your labor? It's me Slapped his resignation letter in his face long ago."

Ruan Xin's charming smile was tainted with an imperceptible embarrassment, he lowered his head to cover it up, and said, "As long as the salary is good enough, I have no complaints about working overtime every day."

Philadelphia said, "Are you short of money?"

"Not too much, but not too much." Ruan Xin said with a smile, "By the way, how do you feel about your first day at work?"

Philadelphia shrugged and sighed: "That's it. I am Monkey King, my brother is Tathagata Buddha, I am a little monster, and my brother is Ultraman. If you can't do it, you can only swallow your anger."

"It's as if you've been through a lot of misery," Ruan Xin said with a smile, "I know better than anyone how much Mr. Fei loves you, so don't take advantage of it and act like a good boy."

Philadelphia suddenly lowered his voice: "Assistant Ruan, let me ask you something."

Ruan Xin nodded: "What's the matter?"

"You are with my brother almost 24 hours a day, you know this best." Philadelphia's voice was lower, "Has my brother been in love in recent years?"

There was a moment of panic in Ruan Xin's expression, but it was too short, so Philadelphia couldn't catch it.

"I'm only in charge of work and rarely interfere with Mr. Fei's private life, so I don't know much about it." Ruan Xin looked at him, "Why are you curious about this?"

Philadelphia looked disbelieving, but he didn't ask any further questions. He approached Ruan Xin and whispered, "I think my brother's abnormality must be due to his lack of sex life. I seriously suspect that he is still a virgin."

Ruan Xin smiled awkwardly: "You can ask him directly."

"Forget it," Philly said, "I'm afraid he'll kill me."

Ruan Xin said with a smile: "Okay, I have to go, you should go to rest earlier."

"Well," Philadelphia waved his hand, "See you tomorrow."

Philadelphia's room was opposite the study, the door of which was closed, and the light leaked through the crack of the door below.

Philadelphia pushed the door open and went in, only to hear two cold words from his brother: "Knock."

Philadelphia slandered her mother, obediently knocked on the door twice, walked in, and sat down on the desk.

His brother Fei Zheng was dressed in home clothes and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking like a refined scum.

Philadelphia glanced at the computer screen and said, "Brother, I'm hungry."

Fei Zheng looked at the computer intently as if he had never heard of it.

Philadelphia shyly said, "Cook me a bowl of noodles."

Fei Zheng's gaze became more cold and threatening after being filtered by the lens: "Do I look like I can cook noodles?"

Philadelphia looked at him seriously for a while, then shook his head: "Not like."

Fei Zheng looked at the computer again: "Go to the refrigerator to see if there is anything to eat, if not, order takeaway."

Philadelphia sighed: "Let me come back to live, but don't give me food, you..."

Fei Zheng's look made Philadelphia swallow the rest of his complaints.

Philly got down from the desk: "I can cook it myself? Do you want to eat? I can cook more."

Fei Zheng said blankly, "Eat."

"I thought you were a non-human being." Philadelphia babbled as he walked out, "I can see that you brought me back to enslave me, oppress me, and exploit me..."

Fei Zheng said, "Shut up."

Philadelphia: "...oh."

Philadelphia strolled to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and was shocked.

The refrigerator was empty, with nothing but air in it.

He opened the cupboards one by one and looked again, but found nothing edible, not even a packet of salt.

Philadelphia was very speechless.

Nothing boils the air?Was Fei Zheng playing tricks on him on purpose?

There was no other way, so Philadelphia had no choice but to go downstairs and buy two packs of instant noodles from the supermarket in the neighborhood to cook.

When he was studying in the United States, he lived alone, and he didn't know how to cook complicated dishes. Cooking instant noodles was not a problem for him, which was much better than Fei Zheng, a good-for-nothing who couldn't even burn water.

After the noodles were cooked, each person had a bowl, and served on the table, Fei Cheng went to the study to call someone: "Boss, it's time to eat."

Two people sat and ate noodles facing each other.

Philadelphia asked expectantly, "How does it taste?"

Fei Zheng said flatly, "Does the taste have anything to do with you?"

Philadelphia gritted his teeth: "To put it nicely, do you lose a piece of meat or something?"

Fei Zheng said, "Shut up and eat yours."

Philadelphia snorted coldly, took two bites, and remembered something.

"Brother, since I am Mingxi's artist director, do I manage all the artists and managers?"

Fei Zheng remained expressionless: "Say what you have to say."

Philadelphia said: "There is an agent who I think is not pleasing to the eye, and I want to fire him, will it work?"

Fei Zheng said, "Whatever you want."

He answered so straightforwardly that Philadelphia was taken aback for a moment, and he said dully, "Don't you ask me why?"

Fei Zheng didn't raise his eyes: "You can make up your own mind about matters within your authority, don't ask me."

Philadelphia nodded: "Oh."

Fei Zheng put down his chopsticks and stood up: "Clean up after eating."

Philadelphia was dissatisfied: "Hey! It's too much for you to eat and not work!"

Fei Zheng turned a deaf ear to it.

Philadelphia was outraged: "Don't think about me cooking for you again!"

Fei Zheng hooked the corner of his mouth slightly, pushed the door open and entered the study.

After washing the dishes in a rage, Philly headed to the indoor pool.

The swimming pool is small, less than [-] square meters, but it is enough to hold him.

Pulling the curtains with the remote control, Philadelphia undressed and went down to the swimming pool. The whole body was soaked in the water for a few seconds, and then he kicked off the pool wall and swam far away.

In the next second, the person disappeared and was replaced by a snow-white dragon, whose body was almost as long as the swimming pool, with white wings on its back, spread out on the water surface, and the dragon's tail swung, causing a large splash of water.

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Nan Huailin woke up in a daze.

Her throat was dry and swollen, and her head was so painful that it almost exploded. When she raised her hand to touch her forehead, it was scorching hot.

The fever went down after the infusion yesterday, why did the fever get worse after sleeping?

It's so weird.

Sitting up with force, I suddenly felt a strong dizziness, and it took a long time for it to subside.

Struggling to get out of bed, his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand up.

Even in such a bad state, you still have to go to work.

Strictly speaking, this is only his second day on the job, and he cannot ask for leave.

Hold on for a while and pass.

His throat was so sore that he couldn't eat anything, so he made a cup of soy milk and mixed a packet of instant coffee, stirred it well and left it on the shelf. After he finished washing, the temperature of the soy milk mixed with coffee was just right. Refreshing.

Nan Huailin first went to the small clinic for a fever-reducing injection, and then took a taxi.

With his current physical condition, he couldn't squeeze the subway anymore, and he was afraid that he would fall on the subway.

As soon as he got in the car, He Dinghong called.

"Hello, Brother Hong." His throat hurts as soon as he opened his mouth, and his voice was unbearably hoarse.

"I heard that you were sick and hospitalized yesterday," He Dinghong said over there, "are you feeling better?"

"Not very good." Nan Huailin said.

He Dinghong choked for a moment, and stopped being polite to him, and directly cut to the point: "Then what, can you come to the company today?"

Nan Huailin said: "I'm really uncomfortable, if you have anything to say, you can talk on the phone."

He could imagine how stinky He Dinghong's face was at the moment, but he really didn't want to be dismissed as soon as he was called, especially when the other party's character was so inferior.

He Dinghong was silent for a while, with obvious displeasure in his voice: "That's right, it's the same thing I told you last time, I conveyed your intention to Gao Tan, but he wants to see you, and talk to you Talk to me alone, I..."

"Brother Hong," Nan Huailin interrupted him, "I've made it very clear, I don't want to, no matter how tempting the conditions he offers, I will not change my mind, there is no room for negotiation on this matter, Don't look for me again because of this matter. I still have something to do, goodbye. "

Without giving He Dinghong a chance to speak, Nan Huailin hung up the phone directly.

Take a deep breath and lower the window to blow some air to clear your burnt mind.

It was only 10:30 when we arrived at the place, and Nan Huailin sat in the small garden downstairs for half an hour before going upstairs.

Hannibal greeted him enthusiastically, and almost threw him to the ground. He was so vulnerable now that he had always been in good physical condition, but it was inconceivable that he became ill like this after being exposed to the rain.

The fever-reducing needle was useless, and after a few hours of busy work, Nan Huailin couldn't bear it any longer. He set the alarm clock on his mobile phone, then lay down on the carpet in the hall, intending to rest for an hour before getting up to work. .

An hour later, the alarm clock rang, but failed to wake Nan Huailin.

The alarm clock rang every 10 minutes until the phone turned off automatically when it ran out of power, and Nan Huailin did not wake up.

Hannibal kept circling around Nanhuailin who was sleeping on the ground, no matter how it called, Nanhuailin remained silent.

Hannibal ran to the balcony, barking.

The non-stop barking of the dog scared the baby upstairs to cry all the time. The property management company received a complaint and called the owner. After Fei Zheng received the call, he handed over the matter to Ruan Xin. Shut down, there is no way, Ruan Xin can only make a trip in person.

As soon as Ruan Xin entered the door, he called out, "Xiao Nan, are you there?"

Hannibal sprinted over, biting his trousers and pulling him in.

Ruan Xin was dragged in by Hannibal before he could change his shoes, and saw Nan Huailin lying on the ground.

He was startled, but Nan Huailin couldn't wake him up no matter what, so Ruan Xin immediately called 120.

The author has something to say: "I have horns on my head and a tail behind me. No one knows how many secrets I have."

A song "Little Dragon Man" was given to students in Philadelphia.

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