Inhumanity

Back in the office, Lou Shechuan leaned back slightly on the office chair, still thinking about the boy's every move in his mind.

He is obedient on the surface but actually duplicity on the outside.

Even though they tried their best to create the illusion of cooperation, they inadvertently revealed their unruly nature.

He seemed lively, cheerful, and flamboyant.

It's completely different.

Is this the life he wants?

Lou Shechuan was in a daze.

into the distant memory.

Until the sudden ringing of the phone brought him back to reality.

He looked at the word "Fang Qi" flashing on the phone screen, hesitated for a moment before picking it up.

"Mr. Fang."

Fang Qie asked about his son's situation on the phone.

Lou Shechuan responded, "Well, he's fine."

"Very good?" Fang Qie clearly distrusted his son, "He didn't trouble you?"

"It doesn't matter." Lou Shechuan smiled, "I can handle it, don't worry."

Fang Qie thought about Lou Shechuan's methods of governing people, guessed that the one who would be worried should be his own bastard, and immediately felt relieved: "Okay, you don't have to think about my face, if this bastard is disobedient, you can just beat him up."

"Okay, no problem." Lou Shechuan hung up the phone, thought for a while, and called Mora in.

"How is Fang Sui's work arranged?" Lou Shechuan asked.

Mora hesitated.

Fang Sui had just been arranged in the middle of the cleaning team without even taking the broom, so he quickly won the love of a group of female aunts and colleagues with a very deceptive face and excellent acting skills. If her news is correct, Mr. Fang He should have obtained the privilege of lazily playing games to waste time.

What an eye opener.

No wonder Fang Qie made up his mind to get him to Gui Jianchou Lou Shichuan.

Although he has already noticed that Fang Sui is unreliable, but Mora feels a little bit unbearable to betray him like this.

After all, the little boy looks so attractive!

How can one have the heart to blame him for making a mistake!

Lou Shechuan saw that Mora, who was always capable, was hesitant, so he didn't ask, but said to himself: "Let him be responsible for the hygiene of my office in the future, and don't assign him to other places."

Mora thought to herself, this is to put him under the nose, how cruel, she sympathized with Fang Sui and asked: "What about Aunt Li who was in charge of your office hygiene?"

"She continues to be in charge." Lou Shechuan looked at her strangely, "Fang Sui studied with Aunt Li."

Mr. Fang's life is over.

Mora prayed for him in her heart for a second.

Lou Shechuan said again: "Also, arrange my lounge for Fang Sui to use."

"Ah?" Mora was a little surprised, Lou Shichuan had a dedicated lounge in the office, usually only he used it alone.

He really doesn't like other people entering his private domain. For so many years, except for the aunt who is in charge of hygiene, even Mora has entered very few times, and now he has to assign it to Fang Suiyu.

The doubts in Mora's heart grew deeper, but she didn't dare to show it, so she agreed and went out to make arrangements.

So when it was approaching the end of get off work, when Lou Shechuan went to find Fang Sui again, he found that he had changed to a more comfortable lounge to play games.

And this time it was even more extreme, lying directly on the sofa, with his feet crossed on the coffee table, next to his feet was Lou Shichuan's usual water cup.

The mobile phone is directly connected to the charger, and it seems that it has run out of battery.

And he himself was soundly asleep.

Lou Shechuan looked at his defenseless and stretched sleeping face, thought of something, and suddenly smiled softly.

Fang Sui felt that this uncle's behavior was very strange.

Long before he was dispatched by his own father, he had already heard about Lou Shechuan's reputation for cruelty and inhumanity from multiple sources. Being exiled this time was also a preparation for the long-term struggle against torture. Prepare.

But why does Uncle Lou's painting style seem to be different from the rumored one?

In the afternoon, he was suddenly told that the resting place had been changed to Lou Shechuan's lounge. He had no objection to this. He was also a second generation, so Lou Shechuan could understand him if he was more polite.

So without saying a word, he changed to a more comfortable resting place, but why did he wake up in the dark and see such a strange picture.

I saw the rumored murderous boss Lou Shikawa sitting quietly next to him, reading emails with his computer turned on.

Fang Sui was in a trance for a while, and the still sleepiness made him lose his mind for a moment, only feeling that the scene in front of him seemed familiar.

And when he realized who the person he saw was, his heart skipped a beat, and he almost sat up like a carp.

Damn it, it's so perverted!

What does the big boss want to do while he is sleeping and sitting next to him without saying a word? !

Fang Sui immediately imagined more than a dozen perverted idiots and crazy demon plots, but fortunately, his reason of returning to the cage in time made him realize quickly——

Lou Shichuan didn't seem to be watching him.

I don't even plan to settle accounts with him.

He was so quiet at this moment, looking from the side, it looked like a stone carving, only the light reflected from the computer screen left light and shade on his face.

But he quickly noticed the movement beside him, turned his head, glanced at Fang Sui, and said casually, "Are you awake?"

so natural.

"En." Fang Sui nodded foolishly.

Lou Shechuan glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, and took out the lunch box that Mora ordered from the side: "It's a bit late, eat something first, I'll take you back later."

Fang Sui: "????"

He took the mobile phone handed over by Lou Shichuan, and realized belatedly - the time was indeed late.

It's fucking eight o'clock.

Are you a pig?

How can I sleep so much!

With tears streaming down his face, Fang Sui got up with a rare sense of shame and followed behind Lou Shechuan.

"Hehe, Uncle Lou, I... it's my first day at work, and I'm quite tired." The scarce shame was quickly exhausted, and Fang Sui quickly adjusted to the shameless mode, making amends for himself without shame.

"Well, I know." Lou Shichuan casually echoed while pressing the elevator, "This job is more physically demanding."

Fang Sui: "..."

Did Lou Boss really not know his virtues, or did he deliberately dislike him?

Fang Sui felt that Lou Shechuan was a little confused.

He wondered what the other party meant, and unconsciously lost his mind. When he followed Lou Shechuan to the parking lot, he suddenly came back to his senses: "Uncle Lou, you want to send me back to school?"

Lou Shechuan looked back at him: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Fang Sui touched his chin: "It's nothing, just a little happy."

Fang Qi not only sent him to Lou Shechuan's subordinates to exercise, but also confiscated his credit card and sports car in order to torture his mind and mind. It can be said that life was very difficult.

He was already very dissatisfied with the days when he had to take public transportation to and from get off work. Now that Lou Shichuan offered to take him off, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

Lou Shechuan saw him rubbing his chin with raised brows and eyes, and suddenly felt lighter.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Fang Sui also commented on Lou boss's car unceremoniously: "I didn't say that, Uncle Lou, your car is too simple."

Lou Shechuan glanced at him suspiciously: "Simple?"

Fang Sui didn't feel like rubbing against other people's cars at all, with a look of disgust on his face: "No, your car has the same taste as my freshman tutor, and my tutor is like a township entrepreneur. I'm sitting in your co-pilot , I suddenly felt that I would follow you to the countryside to collect rapeseed."

Lou Shechuan: "..."

His car is the most popular commercial car. How come it has become a special car for township entrepreneurs in Fang Sui's eyes?

Fang Sui seemed to have noticed his seriousness, and belatedly realized that he had spoken a bit too much, and hurriedly went back and hugged his thigh: "Oh, I'll just talk casually, Uncle Lou, don't drive me out of the car halfway. "

Lou Shechuan felt that he couldn't control the stiffness of the corners of his mouth, he found that he seemed to be a bit overwhelmed by Fang Sui's current approach, and he didn't know how to answer him for a while.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Fang Sui thought he had stabbed a hornet's nest, and was shocked, almost pounced on him: "Uncle, you won't be really angry, are you? Don't, at most I will work hard to help you harvest rapeseed!"

Lou Shechuan ignored him, and looked straight ahead, but the hands holding the steering wheel couldn't help but clenched tightly.

Fang Sui seemed born to not understand what is enough and enough is enough. Seeing that Lou Shechuan did not answer, his posture was uneasy, and his words were not restrained at all. He continued to chatter, "Uncle Lou, you don't have to mind too much. In fact, our township entrepreneur mentor It's quite tasteful, 20 years earlier, it was also a shining star in the fashion industry..."

Lou Shechuan finally couldn't help interrupting him: "Then what car do you like?"

Fang Sui was in the middle of talking, seeing that Lou Shechuan actually answered the conversation, he was even more excited, and immediately replied: "Oh, I like a lot of cars, but the one I like the most is..."

He balabala described the various cars he had spoiled.

After 10 minutes, Lou Shechuan made a conclusion.

A pure prodigal son, without any adulteration.

His speed was not very fast, and he finally stopped firmly at the gate of Fang Sui's school.

"Be careful." Lou Shechuan said.

Fang Sui opened the car door, his eyes were still wandering on the car he hated so much, full of nostalgia: "Uncle Lou, if only you could take me to and from get off work every day."

The days of squeezing the bus to work by myself are too painful.

"Yes." Lou Shechuan replied.

"Ah?" Fang Sui had already stretched one foot out of the car door. Hearing this, his body shook and he turned around abruptly, "Uncle, what did you just say, I have auditory hallucinations, can you say it again?"

Lou Shechuan smiled lightly: "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning, and I'm at this location, just come here."

When Fang Sui returned to the dormitory, he still felt that what happened just now was a bit magical.

The legendary big devil Roshikawa actually wanted to pick him up and drop him off from get off work, it seemed like there was some kind of conspiracy.

You are a famous boss, why don't you always follow the routine.

Fang Sui had a lot of opinions on Lou Shichuan.

For a while he laughed inwardly because he didn't need to squeeze the bus, and for a while he was worried because he was suspicious.

His face was cloudy and uncertain, and he looked very fine.

"A Sui, why did you come back?"

As soon as Fang Sui stepped into the dormitory, roommate Gu Longhua immediately rushed over: "If it's later, your girl will be taken away."

"Which girl?" Fang Sui's style of picking up girls has always been to cast a wide net and catch more, and he didn't realize which beauty Gu Longhua was talking about for a while.

Gu Longhua: "...your favorite Xinrui."

Zhen Xinrui, Fang Sui's newly discovered junior from the college next door, has cute bangs cut and has sweet dimples when she smiles.

It is one of the many types that Fang Sui likes.

Gu Longhua said sadly: "Didn't you ask me to bring you a cup of Bulian milk tea, do you want to deliver it to her yourself?"

"Bu Lian" is the name of a milk tea shop at the gate of the school. The owner is very beautiful, and what is even more beautiful is the taste of her milk tea. There are long queues in the shop every day, and it is common to wait half an hour for a cup of milk tea.

Fang Sui found out that Zhen Xinrui likes to drink the milk tea there, and was about to perform a caring Dafa.

Unexpectedly, the start was unfavorable, and an imperial edict from his own father disrupted the plan.

He picks up girls based on his mood, unfortunately today he is not in a good mood.

After taking the milk tea that Gu Longhua waited in line for, he inserted a straw and drank it by himself.

"I'm tired." Fang Sui slumped on the chair, "I'll go clubbing another day."

Gu Longhua: "...Brother Sui is free and easy."

Another roommate, Ding Run, suddenly snorted coldly.

This person was not used to Fang Sui's style, Fang Sui took it for granted and didn't care at all, he took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair: "I'm exhausted."

Gu Longhua asked: "Your father really asked you to go for an internship?"

"Yes." Fang Sui was also very depressed, "He will not give up until he cultivates me into a talent."

Why is it so difficult to be a person with no ambitions?

Gu Longhua could only pat him on the shoulder, and comforted him without nutrition: "Your father is also doing it for your own good."

Fang Sui rolled his eyes.

Gu Longhua asked curiously again: "What do you do as an intern?"

Fang Sui took a sip of milk tea, looking half-dead: "The cleaner."

"What?" Gu Longhua dug his ears.

"You heard me right." Fang Sui gave him a positive look, "It's the cleaner."

Gu Longhua: "Poof——"

Ding Run, who was at odds with him, coughed violently.

I can't bear to laugh.

Proper schadenfreude.

Fang Sui took it easy, hummed a little song and turned on the phone, ready to pass the game that he didn't pass today.

"Oh my god, this news is awesome, it's a shocking discovery."

Fang Suigang opened the game interface, and was so frightened by Gu Longhua's scream that his phone almost flew out.

"What?" He frowned.

Gu Longhua put his mobile phone interface in front of him: "Look at this: a tomb of clothing at the end of the Tang Dynasty was found in Luoyang, Henan Province. There may be an unrecorded short-lived dynasty in history."

Fang Sui took a quick glance at his mobile phone, probably saying that a cloak mound was unearthed in Luoyang, which contained a tiger charm and a jade-handled sword that did not belong to all known dynasties. It was deduced that the owner of the cloak mound might be an army general in the late Tang Dynasty , and the level is not low, but the Tiger Talisman in the mound does not belong to any dynasty currently recorded. It is inferred that at the end of Tang Dynasty, there may be an unknown force that briefly became king, but for some reason, it was not recorded in history.

Fang Sui gasped after watching the news: "This year's college entrance examination students are going to be unlucky again."

Gu Longhua nodded with lingering fear, expressing his approval.

The two looked at each other tacitly, and suddenly both showed gloating expressions: "Fortunately, we graduated."