Liuxiang

Although the reason Shang Huaiyan casually pulled out in order to go together was particularly bad, but these days, the important thing is not the reason, but the sincerity.

So two hours later, Shang Huaiyan followed Yi Baitang to a villa area in a good location on the outskirts of the city.

The green plants in the villa area are growing well, and large trees rise from the ground, like guards on both sides, and the green shade is like clouds. When you drive the car in, it is like entering a forest, which is quiet and quiet.

Shang Huaiyan drove a luxury car all the way to a single-family villa.

Brown rose branches were wrapped around the iron gate in front of the villa, and the pink roses bloomed on the iron gate, covering half of the house number hanging on the iron gate.

The two got out of the car and looked up at the red brick villa half covered by the ivy.

Shang Huaiyan stepped forward, rang the doorbell, turned to Yi Baitang and said, "What do you think of this place?"

Yi Baitang was expressionless: "It's like a haunted villa in an urban ghost story."

With a "click", the door of the villa opened.

A woman with black hair and a white skirt leaned forward. Her face was expressionless, her cheeks were hidden behind her hair, and her eyes were black and white: "Who are you looking for?"

"..." The two thought to themselves that it was a bright and sunny day.

"We're here to find Mr. Qian." Yi Baitang said.

"How many types of edible seafood are there in the world?" the woman in the white skirt asked, "You can only enter the house if you answer correctly."

What the hell is this topic.Shang Huaiyan.

"The amount of edible seafood in the world is increasing every moment." Yi Baitang replied calmly, "There is no correct answer to this question."

"You got the answer right." The white skirt gave up her seat, "Please come in."

Shang Huaiyan silently put away the shock in his heart, and entered the room with Yi Baitang and Bai Quao.

After entering the house, what is presented to everyone is also a house with a unique style.

Contrary to the lush colors of the outside world, this room is black, white and gray as a whole. The large projection screen that occupies the entire wall, the gray soft sofa, and the stairs made of transparent glass all show the owner's aspirations. preferences and personality.

Shang Huaiyan smiled slightly.This is the style he is most familiar with, and he is good at negotiating with such people, presumably this trip will be very smooth.

Until the white skirt led them all the way through the modern living room, left the villa through the glass door in the backyard, walked through a short lawn, and came to a wooden house in the garden that was about the size of a garage.

In front of the door of the wooden house hung a marine fish specimen as long as two people. The tail of the fish was hanging from the top, the head of the fish was thrown backwards to the ground, the mouth of the fish was grinning, and the sharp and gleaming teeth were facing Yi Baitang and Shang. Huai Yan's face.

"..." Shang Huaiyan.

The joy faded, and a bad premonition rose in his heart again.

The white skirt turned a blind eye to the fish head, stepped forward and knocked on the small door of the wooden house.

"What's the matter?" A man's voice came from inside.

"Sir, someone came to see you. They answered the question correctly," said the white skirt.

"Let them in." There was another voice from inside, and then the wooden door was pushed open, darkness poured out, the setting sun was still hanging in the sky, and the hut was already shrouded in night.

The white skirt stood in front of the wooden house, with a hideous fish head next to his head.The stuffed fish head is so vivid that it seems that it can turn around and bite the head of the white skirt into its mouth in the next moment.

This time, even Yi Baitang murmured in his heart.

He walked slowly into the wooden house, and saw two people sitting in the dark room, one big and one small, one left and one right, turning their heads as he and Shang Huaiyan entered, black and white eyes in the dim Let out a faint light.

The adult asked: "What do you want from me?"

Yi Baitang: "I want you to recommend a restaurant this year."

"Hmph..." Mr. Qian was unhappy, "Who told you to come? I'm not the kind of gourmet who sells places."

Yi Baitang reported Manager Zhou's name.

Mr. Qian's tone relaxed a little: "It's her, she is troublesome, but even she is useless, you can't fulfill my request."

Yi Baitang frowned: "What request?"

Mr. Qian was expressionless, and responded indifferently: "Anyway, it can't be achieved, so why should you know?"

Yi Baitang: "..." He was also expressionless, "There's so much nonsense."

Since they came in, the door of the wooden house was closed again, and the twilight only came in from the small transom at the top of the wooden roof, and the last gold of the setting sun fell, but it didn't help, and it was still melted into the darkness.In just a few seconds after he came in, Shang Huaiyan made sure that he couldn't get involved in the conversation between Yi Baitang and Mr. Qian.

He was a little melancholy, and couldn't help but fix his eyes on the little black figure in the wooden house.

His eyes had adapted to the darkness at this time, and Shang Huaiyan could barely see that the girl sitting there was a four or five-year-old girl. Although there were three adults in the cabin, she was still alone in the corner, watching the spinning fan without saying a word. language.

Why put a child in such a dark place.

Shang Huaiyan shook his head slightly, and quietly walked into the little girl.

The little girl didn't notice the approach of others, her eyes were only on the blades of the fan, and she remained motionless for several minutes.

Shang Huaiyan walked into this corner, and soon found that the corner was not as simple as the wooden house's appearance. The floor here was covered with thick carpets, and several baskets were piled up on the floor. The baskets were full of large and small toys. Not that useful, they're not as good as a fan appealing idea for a little girl.

Is the child a little too quiet?

Shang Huaiyan had already walked to the side of the little girl.He didn't step on the carpet, and didn't want to violate the girl's exclusive space. He just randomly took a small toy from the basket and hid it in his palm, flicking it lightly with his fingers.

A little light appeared in the wooden house.

It flapped its wings, danced slowly in the air, and landed on the blades of the electric fan.

The little girl's eyes moved slightly, from the fan blade to the light spot, and then from the light spot back to the fan blade, a little hesitant, as if secretly deciding which is more interesting.

The fan blades are still slowly turning, and the light spots that stay on the fan blades are also turning with the fan blades.

When the blade at the top turned to the bottom, and the light spot on the blade was about to fall, the thing like a firefly flapped its wings cleverly, flew from the bottom to the top again, and stayed on the new spot again. on the fan blade!

This time, the little girl's gaze was fixed on the spot of light.

Just as Shang Huaiyan smiled, he heard an unpleasant voice from the owner of the wooden house behind him: "Okay, since you want to know my conditions, then I will tell you - as long as you let my child speak, I will promise This year's quota is for you."

Shang Huaiyan made a mistake and turned off the switch of the toy.

Little girl: "Ah!"

A few seconds of deathly silence.

Immediately after the sound of "pa", the small lights in the wooden house suddenly turned on, and all the people in the wooden house squinted their eyes before allowing their eyes to adapt.

Yi Baitang and Shang Huaiyan finally saw Mr. Qian clearly.

It was a tall, thin man, dressed in black, looking gloomy like the color of the clothes, looking at the little girl with some disbelief.

Then, he came to his senses, turned his eyes to Shang Huaiyan immediately, and said back: "I made a mistake in the conditions just now, as long as you can get rid of my child's lonely problem, I will promise to give you this year's quota."

Yi Baitang: "..."

The unhappy person became Yi Baitang: "I'm not a cook who takes care of children."

Mr. Qian stared at Shang Huaiyan, and replied casually, "I didn't expect you to take care of me either."

Shang Huaiyan: "..."

But I'm not the president who takes care of the kids either!

The conditions were not agreed, so Yi Baitang and Mr. Qian parted ways.

That night, Yi Baitang and Shang Huaiyan made several phone calls along the list of gourmets, but the results were not satisfactory. These gourmets have already used up their recommendation quotas for this year, even if the limited one or two One is not used, and the attitude is very vague and ambiguous, just unwilling to give an accurate statement.

Shang Huaiyan sighed inexplicably.

The sun of the new day was already shining brightly in the sky, Shang Huaiyan pressed his fingers on his head.

Yesterday he couldn't sleep with Baitang again.

He has a headache.

The phone on the table rang, and Xiao Song's voice came from the receiver: "Mr. Shang, on a business trip..."

Old and new grudges rushed into Shang Huaiyan's mind, and he said angrily, "You still have to ask me about such a trivial matter? Just send someone there!"

After all, the power of pillow wind is not comparable to that of a hard-working little assistant like me.

It seems that Mr. Shang really can't handle Yichu, maybe I should consider changing the door, and give Yichu my heart!

Xiao Song swallowed his anger: "I have already sent someone...but someone came to your office today."

Shang Huaiyan was sitting in front of the wine cabinet, with a cup of steaming red date tea in front of him. People with stomach problems have almost forgotten what coffee tastes like since they lived with Yi Baitang.He lazily replied: "I'll leave it to you. If you can't, I'll send it to Manager Shang's office. I have business to do."

Xiao Song: "Uh, the person who came this time is a bit different. It was a four-year-old little guest. The man who brought her said that I would leave it to you."

Shang Huaiyan was taken aback.

Leave it behind, is there such a father?

Immediately afterwards, his eyes fell on Yi Baitang who was leaning against the kitchen drinking water, and he had a new idea: although he was not a president who took care of children.

But if you take care of a child with Baitang for a short time... and you can get along with Baitang confidently and use your ingenuity to solve Baitang's problems.