The CEO's scum attack dressed as one child and two treasures

Xiao Qingfeng's attitude was tough and decisive, there was no room for negotiation at all, Mr. Xiao was silent for a while, and said earnestly: "He is also a descendant of the Xiao family."

Xiao Qingfeng sneered and hooked his lips: "If I die in the elevator, will it be his wish?"

The old man took a breath and asked, "What do you mean?"

Xiao Qingfeng didn't want to explain too much, and said indifferently: "You can ask your good grandson and you will know."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and clearly expressed his displeasure.

If he doesn't show his emotions at this time, he can't really wait for this matter to pass before dealing with it, and then it's time to make peace again.

After putting away his mobile phone, he had already walked outside the company's gate.

The weather in late autumn is a bit chilly, especially at night.

Xiao Qingfeng only felt a gust of cold wind pouring down from the neckline, and his head, which had been running for a day, was instantly frozen clear.

He rubbed his belly, he was a little hungry, and wanted to find someone to eat with.

Then Yu Tuo's face involuntarily invaded his mind.

Xiao Qingfeng frowned subconsciously, abandoned the idea, asked the driver to take him home, and ordered a hotel takeaway.

I don't feel sleepy after eating, as if there are a lot of things stuffed in my mind.

Thinking of the recent quiet system and quiet Xia Zhi, maybe there will be something wrong with the next task.

After a while, he thought of the Xiao family's bad relatives, no matter which one made him feel upset.

Xiao Qingfeng simply sat in front of the computer, downloaded the game, and played a few rounds to relax.

Before entering this book, he used to be a game anchor. Because he played well, he signed a contract with the website when he was in college, and live broadcasting became his source of income.

Since coming here, various things have occupied his time, and he hasn't played a game for a long time.

Fortunately, most of the world in the book is based on reality, so the chicken-eating game he is familiar with also exists.

While downloading the game, he quickly took a shower, put on a comfortable home clothes, and sat at the desk.

The familiar game interface popped up, Xiao Qingfeng quickly registered, and then chose a name that was very suitable for his current situation: President loves to play games.

He has been playing this game for several years, and the national server ranking is quite high. At that time, some teams came to him, but he refused.

He knows his own level, it's okay to play for fun, but it's not good to play professionally.

After everything was loaded, I skipped the tutorial for newcomers and clicked directly to start.

The new account is very easy at the beginning. Basically, all you encounter are man-machines.

Xiao Qingfeng played four human-machine rounds in a row without encountering any obstacles. Each round had nearly [-] kills. Even if he met a real person, his level was still a novice, very good, and easily swept away.

After regaining the feel, I played more vigorously.

Things like games, you won’t think of them when you’re not playing, but you might forget the time when you’re playing, until your sleepy head sounds an alarm.

Xiao Qingfeng blinked his eyes, caught sight of the time in the lower right corner, and realized that it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Drowsiness suddenly came to my mind, and all troubles disappeared.

Go to bed and sleep soundly.

At six o'clock in the morning, the system that had been cheating on corpses suddenly chirped as if it was sick.

[The new mission has been released, please start the mission in time. 】

The low air pressure caused by lack of sleep made Xiao Qingfeng unwilling to pay attention to the words of the system at all. At this moment, nothing could stop him from continuing to sleep. He turned around, buried his head under the pillow, and continued to sleep deeply.

It's a pity that the system is not outside, he is inside his head, the sound is like a buzzing bee that has been injected with chicken blood, it keeps beeping non-stop.

[Please host to start a new task, otherwise you will be punished. 】

[Please host to start a new task, otherwise you will be punished. 】

[Please host to start a new task, otherwise you will be punished. 】

……

Xiao Qingfeng sat up irritably, with dark circles under his eyes like national treasures, he frowned and asked, "What difficulties did Xia Zhi encounter again?"

Now he understands that this book is not so much a chasing wife crematorium, but Xia Zhi's personal development history.

And how to rely on Gong to solve various life problems, and then go to the top.

Xiao Qingfeng, a native attacker, is a tool man.

He has all the skills that a boss has. He is rich, handsome, dedicated, and will not disturb his life. He will provide him with all kinds of help and love everything he loves unconditionally, just like falling in love. Gu is the same.

At least, until now, Xiao Qingfeng couldn't see what attracted him to this Xia Zhi.

Probably the aesthetics are different.

This early in the morning, when the system came to him, it was nothing more than that something happened to Xia Zhi.

[Please host to start the task first. 】

Good guy, now I don't even tell him the content of the mission. If I start the mission directly, if I can't complete it before dark, will I kill him?

Xiao Qingfeng suddenly lost his temper, he lay down again with a slap, directly covered his head with the quilt, and slept on his own.

I don't care what the system is talking about at all, what's the matter with me, what's so great about 100 billion, the sky is big and the earth is big, and I'm sleeping the most at this moment.

The system nagged for a while, but to no avail, Xiao Qingfeng should sleep or sleep, and even took this nagging words as background music, the more he slept, the more sound he slept, and finally completely ignored it.

Naturally, I didn't hear the last sentence.

[The host disobeyed the system task and was about to receive the punishment of bad luck]

When Xiao Qingfeng opened his eyes again, it was already noon, the system didn't force him anymore, and his mind was clear.

He got out of bed refreshed.

Today is the weekend, he doesn't need to go to the company, he can have a very perfect vacation and do whatever he wants.

He tidied himself up and decided to find a personal trainer to practice his driving skills.

When Bao Shi received the call from Mr. Xiao, he was still a little confused. Mr. Xiao could drive by himself, why did he need a coach, but he just had to obey the boss's orders.

After the personal trainer was contacted, he took the car to go to the private training ground, but no one drove him.

The driver who has been driving for him is surnamed Lu. He is an old driver in the family. He has been with Xiao Qingfeng for more than five years. He drives very steadily and has never had any accidents.

This job is also very leisurely, and the salary is good, so Lao Lu cherishes it very much.

But he asked for leave early in the morning, because he had a bad stomach, which caused gastroenteritis, and went directly to the hospital.

Xiao Qingfeng didn't make things difficult for him, and gave him a fake understanding very understandingly.

There are cars in a garage, but none of them can be driven now, which strengthens Xiao Qingfeng's determination to learn how to drive.

He walked to the gate of the community and directly stopped a taxi.

Today, he was dressed very casually. He wore a white sweater with a hood on his upper body, a pair of simple slacks, and sneakers. He looked like a college student.

The car went all the way, but it didn't take long after getting on the elevated road, the speed slowed down, and it stopped and went.

Xiao Qingfeng frowned, he had an appointment with the coach at two o'clock, and the meeting was almost here.

"Why so slow?"

The driver was a young man in his thirties. He covered his mouth with one hand and yawned big.

Xiao Qingfeng looked back and saw that there were all cars behind. They couldn't enter the front, and couldn't retreat from the back. They could only be stuck in the middle of the road and wait.

Sirens and ambulances sounded, and the surrounding vehicles began to give way. After a long while, the road gradually opened up. More than 20 minutes had passed.

By the time he got to the training ground, he was already late.

He is a person with a strong sense of time, and he is always punctual to the agreed time, and the unexpected lateness makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

The private training ground is very large, there are only five venues in total, all of which are one-to-one teaching.

After Xiao Qingfeng contacted the coach, he started to practice driving.

In order not to appear ignorant, he had already been familiar with all the parts of the car before he came here, from the gear lever to the lights.

The purpose of his coming here is to practice his skills.

This is not the first time that the coach has encountered a student who has taken a driver's license and has to remake it, so he also has his own method.

He didn't rigidly start with things like backing into the garage and side parking, but directly sat on the co-pilot and let Xiao Qingfeng get started directly.

To be honest, Xiao Qingfeng was a little nervous, but because there were students in the training field and other fields, he wasn't particularly nervous, and he was very careful when shifting into gear.

The co-pilot of the coach car has emergency brakes, so there is no need to worry about any accidents.

The car that Xiao Qingfeng learned had automatic transmission, all he needed to do was put in gear and step on the brake and accelerator.

When the car moved around, he was quite happy, and his nervous heart finally relaxed slightly. In fact, driving is like this, and it is not difficult at all.

After three laps around the driving lane of the training ground, he has mastered the basic performance and acceleration and deceleration skills.

Xiao Qingfeng seemed to see the luxurious sports cars in the garage beckoning to him.

At this time, the coach's nervous voice suddenly came from the side: "Shut left, speed up, hurry up, step on the gas pedal."

Xiao Qingfeng didn't have time to think about it, so he did it subconsciously. However, just as he stepped on the accelerator, there was a bang when the car moved forward a little. A very obvious red mark was knocked out.

The coach on the side was extremely nervous: "Mr. Xiao, how are you doing? Are you okay?"

Xiao Qingfeng still remembered to shift the gear lever to the P position, pull up the handbrake, then rubbed his forehead and turned his head, and said expressionlessly: "It's okay."

The training ground was in chaos. It turned out that a student accidentally used the accelerator as a brake when he was practicing by himself. He was flustered for a while and didn't stop in time, so he crossed a training ground and ran into him quickly.

By the time the coach realized it, it was too late.

Xiao Qingfeng frowned, feeling that nothing had gone right since he woke up.

The coach looked at the red mark on Xiao Qingfeng's forehead, felt very nervous, and asked him earnestly if he would take him to the hospital.

Was rejected by him.

He has no intention of learning to drive today.

The perfect weekend is like being put under a spell, and it can be summed up in two words - unlucky.

After Xiao Qingfeng left the training ground, he didn't know whether to go to the hospital or go home.

Just when he was about to call back, a call came from an unfamiliar number, and it looked like it was from this city.

Xiao Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, then connected.

Yu Tuo's voice came from over there: "Mr. Xiao, there is a new Japanese grocery store in the city center. I heard it's very good. Do you want to try it?"

Listening to the voice in his ear, Xiao Qingfeng's irritable heart gradually calmed down.

No wonder it was an unfamiliar number. He and Yu Tuo had been together for so long, yet they had never stored their contact information.

This was probably the happiest thing he had encountered today.

Xiao Qingfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Yutuo, why do you still call me Mr. Xiao?"

Yu Tuo paused, and seemed to chuckle lightly: "Xiao Qingfeng? It's so strange to call you by first and last name. I'll call you Brother Xiao? Or Qingfeng?"