King of home technology

As if someone had cast a spell on him, Xiao Chengzhuo sat behind his desk in a daze, with a Martian symbol on his face that no one could understand.

The little assistant standing in front of the table was a little puzzled. He had been with Mr. Xiao for more than three years, and he had never been in such a situation.

"Cough..." Taking the opportunity to put the contract on the table and stamp it, he reminded softly, "Mr. Xiao, please sign it."

The man just came back to his senses, looked down and scanned the contract text in front of him, took out the signature pen from the pen holder, and wrote down his name.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up, Ying Jing resumed his calm smile, and stretched out his right hand to the opposite customer, "Mr. Gu, thank you for your trust, I will do my best."

"Mr. Xiao, you are welcome." The middle-aged man wearing glasses smiled and shook hands with him, "Your products have always been the most cost-effective among similar products. In the past few years of cooperation, our company has paid attention to your business philosophy and product quality. There is full trust. Mr. Xiao is young and promising, and the team he leads is also very professional, and there will be many things that need your help in the future."

"Where, you're overrated." Nodding and smiling modestly, Xiao Chengzhuo's eyes revealed a flash of confidence.

Young and promising, full of talent, with limitless future... The middle-aged man sighed, and glanced casually, just in time to see the other party's left hand pressed on the table.On the slender knuckles, a ring shone brightly, and it was the ring finger.

It seems that the rumors about Xiao Chengzhuo's secret marriage are true.

Relying on a good relationship on weekdays, the man pointed to the ring, and said in an elder tone: "Mr. Xiao, why don't you let me know about important events in life, as a friend, I can congratulate you for you."

Clenching that left hand slightly, Xiao Chengzhuo smiled lightly, "It's just my own private matter, there's no need to mobilize people."

He usually has a very low-key style, and he doesn't seem to want to discuss his private life in his quick answers, so it's inconvenient for the man to ask more questions, so he patted him on the shoulder with a smile and joked: "Not bad. I can impress you." Women must be excellent. Mr. Xiao's idea of ​​'golden house hides the beauty' is also understandable, haha."

Hearing this, Xiao Chengzhuo couldn't help but smile inexplicably at the corner of his mouth, "That's the way it is..."

After seeing off the client, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office and watching the rush of traffic downstairs, Xiao Chengzhuo couldn't help shaking his head and wryly smiling as he recalled what the man said just now.

The heaven will send a great mission to the people, and the man hidden in his "golden house" is different from other men.

Others Jinwu Zangjiao, he is the "tsundere" of Jinwuzang.

Moreover, this "tsundere" is still unwilling to be honest and obedient, and can't hide it.The night she came out of "Jesse" three days ago, she ran back to her mother's house in a fit of rage...

In the small world of the two of them, he can easily deal with Mo Guangxia's troubles, but once the parents are involved, it becomes a little tricky.

Thinking of the self-initiated visit before the trip to Venice, compared to Mo's mother's warm and thoughtful expression, Mo's father's subtle expression still made him feel a little embarrassed.

Speaking of it, he also understands, after all, he is his own raised son, so it's fine to be with a man, if he spends his whole life in the hands of the same man, it's a little hard to accept.

So he tried to avoid dealing with Mo's father as much as possible. The few times he met, he always had something to say and left without saying anything.

However, a certain divine beast ran away angrily this time and ran back to his mother's house. If he wanted to bring him back, he had to visit his mother-in-law...

Tsk, this Mo Guangxia will really give him problems.

Sighing helplessly and sitting back at the table, the man lowered his head and smiled inexplicably softened, even though the coffee in hand had become cold.

Xiao Chengzhuo felt a little wronged.Although he took the joke a bit too far in "Jesse" that night, the accident that happened later was really beyond his expectation.

It's just that he was always in a good mood because of Mo Guangxia's terrified and tragic expression, and he couldn't stop the car if he was not careful.

"Do you want to stay here, or change to another place?" In the darkness at the corner of the bar, he half-bitten and approached the man's ear.

Sensitive points were controlled, and the weak person couldn't tell how much of a joke was in this sentence, but his eyes widened again like an electric shock, just wanting to push away someone who was likely to do something wrong next.

The high chair in the bar itself lacked stability. Mo Guangxia pushed too hard, and under the push of the reaction force, he staggered and fell off the chair.

"Be careful!" Xiao Chengzhuo stretched out his hand but didn't have time to support him, watching helplessly as he flung himself into a piece of broken glass that had evolved into a wine glass...the ground was filled with cold light.

The legendary human tragedy happened in just a few seconds...

Fortunately, he stretched out his hand and pulled it to change the inertia of the acceleration of gravity. Someone was lucky enough to avoid the bad luck of being ruined. Only a few pieces of sharp broken glass were embedded in the flesh near the ankle on the outside of the right calf.

"Ah!" His body jumped in pain, and Young Master Mo didn't care about his demeanor and image, "Xiao Chengzhuo, you did a good job!"

He wanted to struggle to stand up, but was firmly held down by the man who rushed over.

"Does it hurt, how is it?"

"Nonsense, it doesn't hurt you to try..."

"It's so deep...you've shed a lot of blood..."

"Go away, stay away from me!!!"

"Don't move around...you have to pull it out first..."

"It hurts...don't touch there..."

"How can you get out if you don't touch it!"

"Bastard, I won't be able to walk tomorrow with you like this..."

"If you don't, you won't even think about walking for a week..."

……

"It hurts! Don't do it again!... Please..."

"No, you have to pull it out first after talking... Be good, relax..."

"Uh...it can't be done..."

"Just bear with it. Come on, raise your legs a little higher..."

……

"Xiao Chengzhuo...are you finished?"

"Just wait a little longer..."

"Uh... um..."

Accompanied by someone's painful moan, Xiao Chengzhuo finally pulled out the last piece of broken glass carefully, "Okay, do you feel better now?"

"P, it hurts more than before!"

The bar where they are located is in the southwest corner of the bar, and a long row of wine cabinets extends to the corner.

To allow easy access to some of the bartending equipment, the table top at the end is much wider than the end that connects to the dance floor.

Mo Guangxia fell and was injured, Xiao Chengzhuo anxiously squatted down to check his injuries, and both of their bodies were hidden under the table.

In addition, the light in this corner is inherently dark, which inadvertently constitutes a relatively private space.

The sound of the wine glass breaking just now had already attracted the attention of the people around, and the two people who were in a hurry had to communicate in the loud music, so the volume of their voices was naturally not low.In this way, the very nutritious dialogue just now was heard by the onlookers verbatim...

As a result, when Xiao Chengzhuo helped a mourning divine beast to stand up from under the bar, he realized that the crowd had already gathered not far away, watching the two of them inhumanely and having all kinds of obvious brainstorming. repair.

Standing at the front of the crowd, Young Master Long had an unbelievable expression on his face. Seeing their embarrassment when they got up, he turned into embarrassment. He opened his mouth, and after a while, he asked something that he thought was considerate, but in fact it was very inappropriate——

"Well... there is no one in the staff lounge at the back... Do you want to go there and... continue?"

Being misunderstood to this point in the public and unable to explain it, even a person with the best self-cultivation may become angry from embarrassment.What's more, Mo Guangxia, who is essentially an extremely easy-to-explode attribute.

His face was flushed and he gritted his teeth and stared at the culprit, his whole body seemed to be burned clean by anger.

Xiao Chengzhuo immediately had a bad premonition, but out of concern about his injury, he still tentatively suggested, "Guangxia, don't worry about other things... let's go to the hospital first."

Like a firecracker full of explosives, Mo Guangxia was finally ignited because of this sentence, and pushed away the man's hand, "Get out! Stop pretending to be here with me!"

Xiao Chengzhuo was pushed off balance by him and almost fell down, "Guangxia..."

"I'm warning you, you worm's upper-brain neuropathy!" Turning to face him, Mo Guangxia straightened his neck and almost gritted his molars, "From today onwards, I will cut you off completely! Don't use your claws again!" Come touch me! I'm afraid of AIDS!!!"

After yelling the last sentence, he turned around and left.

The raging anger almost made the top of his head smoke, like a boiler turned into a spirit, and the onlookers who stood in front of him consciously gave way.

So Young Master Mo limped away with his injured leg under all kinds of complicated gazes.

"Mom... I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

On the third day after returning to her natal home, someone pitifully poked half of her face through the crack of the bedroom door.

The woman wearing a lace apron in the living room just swept the floor without looking back, "Want to eat? There are instant noodles in the kitchen, cook it yourself."

Mo Guangxia pouted aggrievedly, "Your son is now a wounded man...just an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, I've eaten you for more than twenty years, only a few days left... ..."

The broom was poked aside with a slap, and Mrs. Mo turned her head and narrowed her eyes, "Yes, my mother has raised you for more than [-] years, but I just don't remember teaching you how to live in a smoky atmosphere like a married person going to a bar." I am so embarrassed to say that I am a wounded person! I think you will have a long memory if you break that leg!!!”

Forced by his mother's lust, Mo Guangxia shrank his neck, full of regret that when he hid directly from the hospital that night, he took this mother whose brain had been formatted and reinstalled by some scumbag as a tree hole and vomited Bitter water.

I wanted to win sympathy and hide at home for a few days, but Mrs. Mo, who knew the ins and outs of the incident, not only did not sympathize with her son, but wanted to pack him up and send him back to the scum on the spot.

"I have been married to your father for so many years. When did you see me running back to your grandmother's house as soon as I quarreled with him? It is inevitable for husband and wife to have some conflicts when they live together. Who taught you this evasive attitude? "

Mrs. Mo picked up the broom and continued to sweep the floor. She seemed to be teaching the three obediences and the four virtues from the beginning, and she sighed while scolding, "Oh... you are so unworthy, you really pissed me off."

The meaning behind the words is that his "married" son is the dirty water that was poured into the sewer after washing the rag. In short, there is no value for recycling.

In desperation, someone looked for help to his father who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, but Mr. Mo silently put down the remote control, turned around and picked up the phone receiver and handed it to his wife, "Do you want to order a blood pressure monitor for TV shopping?" ? Wife?"

Mo Guangxia wanted to cry when he made it clear that he would not save him, so his only choice was to close the door of the room depressed and lie back on the bed to think about his past.

whispering sound! ~A manly man, poor and humble can’t be moved, mighty and can’t be subdued, isn’t it just starving him for a few meals, the right should be remembered when the reform and opening up is extremely rich in material today...

However, the taste of hunger is not so easy to ignore. Even in the novel, the protagonist's excessive stomach and intestines will still create some discordant sounds that exaggerate the sad atmosphere.

Thoughts are flying, and someone can't help but miss the tomato egg noodles that a certain technology emperor is good at.

Well, because of his hotheadedness that day, he said something... er, even if it was quite excessive.But there's no point in being so indifferent to him that he didn't even make a phone call.

It's not that he doesn't know his personality, even if he loses his temper now, he won't have the shame to go back by himself.

As for my original apartment, because someone refused to disclose the new password in the name of "husband and wife should cultivate feelings together", he, the real owner, was turned away.

Lord, do you dare to tell me which author who lacks socialist public morals arranged such a miserable life for me?

I want to curse her to eat instant noodles without seasoning packets in her next life...