The national teacher dressed as a rich and noble son

Xie Yubo blushed from being stared at by Shang Yange, and the guardian fed him dumplings, and he reciprocated, isn't it normal?

Shang Yange's eyes reminded Xie Yubo of the day when she just woke up, just calling "Mom", Xue Jing was moved to tears.

Could it be that in Shang Yange's heart, he is still a fool?

Xie Yubo grabbed an egg waffle, held it up to Shang Yange's mouth, and didn't answer directly, "I've already had breakfast."

When he was tired from raising his hands, Shang Yange didn't move, just stared at him intently, Xie Yubo tried hard to keep his face sullen, pretending to be calm, if he wasn't blind, he would have stuffed Shang Yange's mouth directly.

"Thank you, Yubo."

Shang Yange put himself in the position of guardian, he only wanted to treat Xie Yubo well from the beginning to the end, and did not expect anything in return.

But when Xie Yubo gave him a little candy, Shang Yange realized that it wasn't that he didn't want anything, but that he didn't dare to ask for it.

He lowered his head slightly, and bit the food in Xie Yubo's hand, it was sweet and soft, just like Xie Yubo himself.

Xie Yubo rubbed her fingertips, and grabbed another one, "We still have to drive for an hour, eat more."

Shang Yange ate the happiest breakfast in his life, and suddenly understood that "the king will never go to court early".If he could get this kind of treatment every day, even if Xie Yubo slept until twelve o'clock, Shang Yange would be happy to wait for him hungry to feed him breakfast, not to mention going to work, he didn't even want to go to court.

Xie Yubo observed that Shang Yange's expression finally returned to the level of the previous few days, and tentatively asked: "Can that save a report?"

Shang Yange swallowed the dessert, and turned back to the unreasonable patriarch: "No."

Xie Yubo: I'm so angry, I don't want to talk.

Ignoring his own blind persona, he stuffed the rest of the egg waffles into Mr. Shang's mouth in one go, "I'm so angry, stop talking."

"Ahem..." Shang Yange swallowed with difficulty, "I'm getting more and more courageous."

Xie Yubo leaned on the back of the chair and pulled up the seat belt for herself, "It deserves it."

Whoever told you not to struggle, just opened your mouth and indulged him to tease him, which made it difficult for him to stop. It was all the fault of Mr. Shang.

Shang Yange took out two bottles of water from the storage cabinet, opened one and handed it to Xie Yubo, and filled the other half by himself. After Xie Yubo took a few sips, he took the water back to prevent it from being spilled on Xie Yubo while driving. On Yubo.

"Sit down, I'm driving." After Shang Yange set off on the road, he admired the angry Xie Yubo from the corner of his eye for a minute, and then said slowly, "I reward you for your good performance today..."

Xie Yubo's ears pricked up, but his expression remained unmoved, "I don't want little red flowers."

Shang Yange: "I will save the report today."

"Really?!" Xie Yubo laughed. The warm winter sun shone in through the windshield and cast it on his black eyebrows, making his skin fairer and smoother than fat, with happy shadows everywhere.

Shang Yange was also infected by Xie Yubo's happiness, and almost wanted to pardon the world and exonerate the report.He turned his eyes away, concentrated on watching the road, and dismissed his thoughts.There are tens of thousands of ways to increase people's happiness in the world, and Xie Yubo's safety is the bottom line that he cannot retreat even a single step.

Xie Yubo turned his head, and looked at Shang Yange with a calm face, with the corners of his mouth curled up.

In fact, Mr. Shang was coaxed to be happy by him, right?

He wished he could chase after Shang Yange to feed him.

……

After returning home, Shang Yange took Xie Yubo to a restaurant for lunch, where the old chef made excellent traditional dishes.After asking Xie Yubo, he learned that he didn't need to take a nap, so he sent him to No. [-] Middle School.

Then, Shang Yange met non-stop with a professional software development team and asked to develop an app for blind people to make reports in a day.

The developers were very nervous at first, they had never cooperated with a large group like Shang, and when they heard what Shang Yange wanted, they were dumbfounded.

He has been in the industry for many years, and he hasn't developed such a fool app for a long time.

According to Shang Yange's requirements, they only need to make a voice wake-up software. After recognizing the instructions of a specific person, they will prompt the process one by one, and the user will answer.

For example, "Please state the time, place, and main participants. After answering, please say 'end' and automatically enter the next question."

"Please briefly explain the urgency and necessity of this matter, about [-] characters."

"Please briefly describe the protection method during the operation, and prove its effectiveness from various aspects. The number of words should not be less than [-]."

"If you are submitting it after the fact, please explain the reason, and the time shall not be less than 5 minutes."

……

"If you need to supplement, please say 'supplement', after a countdown of ten seconds, we will generate the document and send it to your guardian."

Shang Yange: "Money is not a problem, hurry up."

The developer walked out of the Shang’s building in a trance, rich people just have too much money to spend, and Shang Yange allocated a large sum of money to him for the super simple software——Although my request is very simple, but you We have to make software that matches the amount of funds.

Where is the money going to be spent?

The developer was walking and saw the huge advertisement in the shopping mall opposite. He had an idea, and he invited a big-name celebrity to record the voice prompt. Wouldn't the money be spent?

At [-] o'clock in the evening, Shang Yange received the first version of the app. The interface was still relatively rough, and only the voices of Shang Yange and Xie Yubo could open it.

Once activated, the voice of the hottest singer pops out.Its timbre is clean and clear, the money is in place, and the recording is fast and good. Listening to the voice prompts, it seems like someone is humming in the ear.

Shang Yange was upset for a moment, and wanted to replace the singer and record himself.

According to Xie Yubo's temperament, he wrote reports every day, and he heard such a pleasant voice every time. Isn't this leading the wolf into the house?

Software: "The second item, please briefly describe..."

Shang Yange was testing the sensitivity of the software and counted a few numbers casually.

Software: "Sorry, your word count is less than [-], please add."

"It's less than four hundred, please continue to add."

Shang Yange was relieved.

If someone whispers in your ear every day and asks you to write a small paper, Shang Yange guarantees that within three days, the owner of the voice will be hated by Xie Yubo.

Not only will it not lure wolves into the house, but it can also eliminate a rival in love.

That's right, in Mr. Shang's view, the whole world is a rival in love, especially Xie Yubo, who can't see it, and must beware of a good voice.

"what!"

Suddenly there was an exclamation from the bathroom, and Shang Yange rushed to check, "What's wrong?"

When Xie Yubo was taking a bath, Shang Yange was very worried, fearing that he would not see the slip, he must let Xie Yubo open the door of the room, and he sat in the living room to watch.

Xie Yubo, with bubbles on his head, said depressedly: "There is no water."

"Wait a minute." Shang Yange picked up his mobile phone, checked the owner group, and found that the water pipe in the community broke 10 minutes ago, and the water supply was temporarily cut off.

"There is no water in the community." Shang Yange said, "Upstairs, there should be water in the water heater in my previous bedroom. Go upstairs to wash. You cover it with a towel first, and I will go in."

Xie Yubo's bathroom cannot be locked from the inside, for fear that it will be inconvenient to break the door if something happens to him.

Xie Yubo wrapped herself up, "Are you laughing at me?"

Shang Yange was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered Xie Yubo's curse in the morning - who made you angry, I told him to take a bath without water.

Mr. Shang said seriously: "No."

Xie Yubo suspected that Shang Yange had dug up the water pipe, how could such a coincidence happen in the world.

Shang Yange came in and saw the innocent Xie Yubo, he couldn't help laughing: "Now you know who made me angry?"

"Got it—uh!"

In the next second, he was picked up horizontally by Shang Yange, and all the bath bubbles on his body rubbed against Shang Yange.

"Don't hug, your clothes will be dirty." Xie Yubo struggled to get off the ground.

Shang Yange tightened his arms, and his voice was a little tight: "Don't move, your feet are slippery, hold on to safety."

Xie Yubo noticed that Shang Yange had exerted a little strength, so he didn't dare to move.

When being carried up the stairs, Xie Yubo was so nervous that his toes curled up, obviously Shang Yange walked very steadily and would not fall suddenly.

Xie Yubo never came up to Shang Yange's old bedroom. When the door was pushed open, Xie Yubo realized how wronged Shang Yange was to live with him in the remodeled bedroom on the first floor.

Not to mention anything else, the area is twice that of the downstairs.

Xie Yubo said guiltily, "You should move back to live on the second floor."

Shang Yange turned a deaf ear: "Do you want to live on the second floor?"

"No."

Xie Yubo was put down and watched as Shang Yange filled the bathtub with water, tested the water temperature, and almost used up all the stored water.

"I'll just use a little bit, soon, I'll give you the rest of the water." Xie Yubo still remembered that Shang Yange's clothes were dirty.

Shang Yange hugged him into the bathtub: "You have never been in this bathroom, I'm afraid you might reverse the hot and cold water switch in the shower. I'm outside, call me if you need to."

Xie Yubo grabbed Shang Yange's arm and said worriedly: "Then how do you wash it? Or..."

Fearing that Xie Yubo might say something shocking, Shang Yange almost fled in despair.

Mr. Shang never needed a hot shower, he only needed cold water.

……

The software development team worked overtime overnight and sent the new installation package to Shang Yange in the early morning.

After breakfast, Shang Yange installed it on Xie Yubo's phone.

Xie Yubo was so angry that he became a puffer fish. He was worthy of being the president of a listed company.

Treated him so well yesterday, and served him breakfast just now, it was for this moment!

It's a pity that he was full and couldn't use the trick of "too angry to eat".

Shang Yange picked up Xie Yubo's schoolbag: "Let's go, I'll take you to class."

Xie Yubo came to the school without love, and it was another big composition class, and today he wrote a half-proposition composition, "My——".

Xie Yubo is deeply aware of his ugly handwriting, so the composition class has always been regarded as a handwriting class by him.

People around are writing furiously, biting their pens occasionally to think about the structure of the article.

Liu Fei scratched his head, looking around to see what others were writing.The academic committee is "My Ideal", and the representative of the Chinese class is "My Studying Career". He came to Xie Yubo, "Boss, what did you write?"

"I don't want to write." Xie Yubo's face darkened. What he hates most now is writing essays. He wants to fill the essays with Shang Yange's name and tear them up.

Liu Fei felt that the boss was in a bad mood today, just like his father bought him three copies of Wang Houxiong.

Thinking of this, Liu Fei wrote "My Dad".

Xie Yubo was infected by everyone's creative enthusiasm, and he wrote a crooked line on the composition text——

"My Tyrant Guardian"

Master Daguo experienced the refreshing feeling of writing like a god, and wrote 10 words of complaints in three to ten minutes, all in one go, weeping blood every word, and tears in every line.

Install unfamiliar software in his mobile phone.

He was forced to write an application report for everything.

Don't let him help others.

And imprison him, prevent him from stepping out of the door, prevent anyone from touching him, and force him to study medicine!

At the end of the writing, Xie Yubo was taken aback, and the tip of the pen stayed on the last paragraph——

"Damn merchant..."

what?

He couldn't tell who he was complaining about, anyway, they were all named Shang, which was just as hateful.

Xie Yubo wrote an X here to refer to the two people, and added three exclamation marks.

He put down the pen, feeling at ease, and when the pleasure level rose, he closed the composition with a guilty conscience.

Cough, some literary works are exaggerated.

Before get out of class was over, he went to the bathroom first.

So he naturally didn't know that Liu Fei knocked his composition book on the ground, and when the class representative collected the homework, he hurriedly didn't look at the name, thinking it belonged to other students in the class, picked it up and handed it in together.

What's more, the Chinese teacher corrected the composition in the middle of the night, saw his crooked handwriting, complained with blood and tears as if calling for help, and his back felt cold. He didn't dare to disturb Xie Yubo and his new guardian, so he called Xie Chenbo directly.

At two o'clock in the morning, Shang Yange received a call from Xie Chenbo from overseas while he was asleep, and was scolded all over his face with a dazed expression.

Wang Ping slammed the doorbell, and according to Xie Chenbo's request, he took two bodyguards and prepared to break down the door when the situation was wrong.

Shang Yange: "Calm down and say it again."

Xie Chenbo: "Fuck and calm down."