About the little thing about mutual gluttony

Then put the screen upside down on the table.

The next day, Song Rong bought a double breakfast, but when he arrived at the company, he received a personal leave application from Han Chengye in the system.

Zhao Tiantian was curling her eyelashes, and Song Rong tapped on the table, "Tiantian, here you are." After putting one of the breakfasts on Zhao Tiantian's table, he turned and entered the office, and closed the blinds.

Vincent touched the ground with his toes, and the chair with pulleys moved seven or eight meters at once, and slid to Zhao Tiantian's side.

Zhao Tiantian opened the bag, "Wow! Dried scallops and prawn porridge, barbecued pork with ingredients, double-layer panini? The breakfast in this chain store is very expensive, and there are sixty or seventy here. Song SIR is better, with such a high salary." , you can eat whatever you want...you can eat two hundred for a breakfast..." The words were full of envy.

Wen Sen narrowed his eyes, and said with the momentum of Bao Qingtian's judgment: "There is a problem... This breakfast is not for you."

For Zhao Tiantian, who perfectly integrates gossip and trumpets, any trouble can arouse her interest, "How should I say it?"

"If you say you're stupid, you're not smart. You can't do such a simple analysis. You see, these three things are all staple foods. With so many people in our office, who can eat so much in one meal?"

"Hmm...Uncle Hua is old and has high cholesterol, so he can't eat char siu. You are allergic to seafood and can't eat scallops. Jia Er has a habit of exercising. I usually don't like one staple food too much... oh oh oh!" Zhao Tian Sweet suddenly looked at Han Chengye's empty table, "Xiao Han just asked for leave suddenly today, so Song SIR bought it for him?"

Vincent smiled and said, "Hey, you said all of this, it has nothing to do with me."

Zhao Tiantian bit her finger excitedly, "It won't be so bloody! Hey Vincent, do you think it will be..."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, the rules of office survival, you can't criticize your boss's privacy."

"But people want to know, it's all your fault, it's all caused by you!"

Vincent spread his hands, "Then why is there no one else in the office except you?"

Song Rong, who didn't know that he had harvested two focus points, started a day's work. Not long after, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower back, and lost sensation in his right thigh and below.

Song Rong gasped, tried to press the meridian, but dialed the phone to no avail, "Hey, CK, it's me. My lumbar spine still hurts, and my right leg will be intermittently painful and numb. Do you have time in the afternoon? I want to come back for another physical therapy. You are only free in the morning?" Song Rong glanced at his watch, "Okay, I'll be right over."

After the morning meeting, Song Rong immediately asked for leave and left the company.

Zhao Tiantian was packing up her things in the conference room. Seeing Song Rong leave, she ran to Vincent's side bouncing around, "Look, look! One just didn't come, and the other asked for leave immediately!"

"Wow, you're really gossip." Vincent wanted to cry but had no tears. "Aren't you really free? Find something to do when you're free."

"Then people are just curious!"

In the private hospital, Dr. Lu is giving Han Chengye a preliminary diagnosis and treatment, "Mr. Han, I will ask you some questions now, don't be nervous, just answer truthfully."

Han Chengye: "..."

An hour later, Dr. Lu walked into the lounge with a fresh diagnosis report and sighed. Chen Ke was pouring tea, "Why are you sighing? Another patient has a relapse of mental illness?"

Dr. Lu sighed, "I think that young man is quite energetic, why does he have hallucinations?"

"Isn't this a good thing! Your KPI is stable this year. I won't tell you, my classmate is coming."

Dr. Lu grabbed Chen Ke and said in a low voice, "Even if the hospital's medicines are depleted, it's normal, but you can't go too far, and be careful not to cause trouble."

"Don't worry, I'm more afraid of trouble than you. That's my old classmate, he will definitely not cross the river and tear down the bridge, and he is alone, he won't take a lot of medicine, Ann."

When Chen Ke returned to the office, Song Rong was already waiting.

Protrusion of lumbar intervertebral disc is a common disease in the office, and most of them are middle-aged and elderly people. Song Rong is young, but the disease is already very serious.

"Now the spinal cord in your penultimate spine has flowed out, compressing the nerves, so your right leg will be numb and painful, and you don't even feel it. From my point of view, if you want me to make money, then you Come here twice a week for physiotherapy, if you want a complete cure, I suggest you have surgery."

Song Rong looked at the image on the large electronic screen, "Is there any risk in doing surgery?"

"The risk is not great, but...every organ in the human body has a purpose of existence. Once you have performed the operation and emptied the bone marrow of the two vertebrae, they become decorations, and the work originally undertaken by them The amount will be transferred to your remaining healthy spine."

Song Rong thought for a while, "Increasing the load on the remaining spine, will they age prematurely?"

Chen Ke gave him a look, "What do you think?"

Song Rong smiled helplessly, sighed, and fell back on the back of the chair.

"I told you a long time ago, don't be so desperate, you have to pay back when you come out to mess around. Look at you, you are less than thirty, and you have a problem. If you continue like this, let alone me, even the gods can't cure you .”

"I can't help it...I'm not like you, I have something to rely on at home." Song Rong stretched his waist and rubbed his eyes, "I can only rely on myself."

Chen Ke took the thermos cup with goji berries in it, stroked his thinning hair, and said with a smile: "But to be honest, you really can't work like this for more than ten hours a day. Your physical condition is really bad among your peers, do you really plan to be a single dog for the rest of your life? Not to get married or have children?"

"Let's not talk about this." Song Rong's eyes seemed to be moved, "Go for physical therapy, I don't have much annual leave, and I have to go to work in the afternoon."

After the physical therapy, Song Rong moved his legs and feet, jumped, "CK, you can do it." He jumped again, "I have to arrange a pennant for you to rejuvenate."

Chen Ke took off the disposable gloves, "Don't be too complacent. It takes two days at most, half a day at least. If you can, I don't recommend you to come here often for physical therapy, nor do I suggest you have surgery." Chen Ke Seriously: "I suggest you resign and change to a lighter job."

"After I quit my job, how can I have money to pay for your physical therapy and let you earn extra money?" Song Rong shook his phone, "I transferred it to you."

The little nurse knocked on the door, "Dr. Chen, here is your roster. There are a few new patients who were admitted yesterday, and they need to be paid attention to."

Chen Ke took over the duty list, and Song Rong looked at the densely packed shift, "You still say that I want money to death, and you apply for so many night patrols, are you desperate?"

"Brother, you think I think so. If I can earn 500 million yuan a year like you, I will definitely slip my feet after working for a year! But I am not. I can earn 30 yuan a month and [-] yuan a year." , but I have to repay the loan! The housing in the school district will increase again, and there will be a second child, I am in trouble..."

Song Rong smiled, but couldn't stop laughing for a while. A familiar name came into view, and the clear color photo next to him confirmed that he was right. He pointed to Han Chengye's name and asked, "Is this child hospitalized?"

Chen Ke looked confused, "Probably, he went through the hospitalization procedures suddenly last night, do you know him?"

"Where is he? Why was he hospitalized?"

Chen Ke took a serious look, "On the twelfth floor, the reason is... hallucinations, fantasizing that there are people who don't exist kissing him. Alas, what about single dogs at this age, it's like this. Alas, where are you going, Song? "

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17. Then kiss again

Han Chengye was lying on the hospital bed looking at the ceiling. When the doctor asked him what he said just now, he remembered what Uncle Hua had said in the office, so he concealed a lot of content, and even made up some lies.

He knew that he had to protect Song Rong, but his mood now was a little complicated.

It was an indescribable feeling.

On the one hand, he has a special affection for Song Rong that surpasses his superiors and subordinates. On the other hand, when Song Rong expresses his liking, he shrinks back uncontrollably and feels inferior. After all, there are many kinds of likings.

The door was pushed open, and Han Chengye saw Song Rong walking in wearing a beige turtleneck sweater, "Song SIR?" Han Chengye hurriedly sat up, "Why are you here?"

"Some old problems have occurred, so come for a follow-up visit." Song Rong sat on the chair beside the bed and asked, "What about you? Why are you hospitalized suddenly?"

"I... After you left yesterday, my eldest brother may think that I have a disease like hallucinations, so he arranged for me to have an examination in the hospital."

"The results of it?"

"The result is..." Han Chengye set the stage for himself, "It seems to be really delusional."

"What's the reason?"

"The reason is..." Han Chengye thought for a moment, then threw the blame away, "They think... I imagined that someone kissed me."

Song Rong saw that little thought, and guided: "What do you think? Do you think it's an illusion?"

"I..." Han Chengye glanced at Song Rong secretly, but Song Rong put away all his emotions. This poker face is not something a rookie who just entered the society can figure out, but Han Chengye is not without scheming, and said in a roundabout way: "Everything It happened so fast. I... don't quite know."

The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds, and it was these few seconds of silence that made Han Chengye, who had dared to stretch out a foot to test the edge of the relationship between the two, panic.

When playing cards, whoever shows cowardice first loses half.

It was this timidity that made Han Chengye unilaterally feel that he didn't have a single card in his hand, while Song Rong had 54 cards in his hand.

What else is this?He doesn't even have any cards, so what's the deal?

Han Chengye looked up at Song Rong, his expression looked like a smile, giving people a feeling of closeness and tenderness, but no matter how many emotions there were, he couldn't guess or touch them at all.

"Actually...Actually...Actually..." Han Chengye said three facts in a row, obviously being intimidated.

"It's okay." Song Rong finally spoke. He lightly pressed the back of Han Chengye's hand and encouraged him: "Chengye, no matter what you say, I'm here. I'm not your illusion. You can tell me what's on your mind, no matter what you say." What is it, let's figure it out together. Okay?"

Such words calmed Han Chengye's emotions, gave him courage and even pushed him forward.

As expected, Han Chengye was cornered, unable to hide, and confessed: "I know, I am your subordinate, I shouldn't like you, but I can't control my feelings. But...my love for you, It's different from the liking you told me yesterday."

Before Han Chengye fell into deep anxiety, Song Rong asked softly, "How do you know it's different?"

This confused the rookie who was single.

With Han Chengye's confused face, Song Rong smiled and said: "Why don't we all talk about what we like, okay? Since you are the one who has doubts, then you can talk about it first."

In the field of business negotiation, whoever leaks his hole card first loses.Han Chengye was born in finance, and had taken this marketing course, which also belongs to the branch of economics, but the difference between a rookie and a veteran is that a rookie cannot integrate what he has learned with the real situation.

Han Chengye always thought that he had no cards, but he didn't know that he had a hand of Wang Bo.

Age, appearance, educational background, family financial ability, future social status...all of them are king bombs, even their personality is king bombs.

Because under the alpha-dominated social system, there are almost no alphas who are willing to respect their partners from the perspective of guardians rather than possessors in marriage and relationships.

But he doesn't know!

In his opinion, he is just a rookie who just joined the company and doesn't understand anything!

So Han Chengye gave Wang Zha a hand and surrendered, and said bluntly, "I don't have any other likings, I just want...the kind of liking to get married."

With almost no game, Song Rong easily won the battle by relying on a few simple words.

Spread your hands, in fact, the one without cards is him.

Under any equal matching conditions, he is the one who has no advantage at all.

But Song Yong won.

Song Rong stood up and confessed: "Chengye, I am very happy that you are willing to like me now. In fact, I have always liked you from the same angle. I like you, and I can't not like you. No matter we Whether you can get to the step of marriage, I am willing to start a new relationship with you from now on."

After finishing speaking, Song Rong lowered his head and kissed Han Chengye's forehead, "Tell the doctor that what you experienced yesterday was not a hallucination."

Ever since Han Chengye's brain was ruthlessly abandoned by him last time in the hotel, he has been completely reduced to a single-celled creature. Facing the sudden happiness, he fell into a long period of sluggishness. Fortunately, Song Rong gave him enough time to react .

"Just now... what happened... what?"

"Ok?"

Han Chengye blushed, "Am I... off the order?"

Song Rong blinked, "Do you want me to kiss you again, so you can confirm it?"

"Can... can I?"

Song Rong sat by the bed, hugged the silly boy in front of him, and kissed him on the face.

The boy cheered and hugged Song Rong in his arms.

There was an air of joy in the room, and both of them were immersed in joy.

All this was seen by Han Xiuyuan outside the door, he took out his mobile phone and dialed.

"Hello? Is it Dr. Lu? I'm sorry, my brother seems to be lying. He should not have hallucinations. I'm sorry, yes. Then I'll help him with the discharge procedures. Okay, please."

Han Xiuyuan looked back again, then walked to the ventilated place where there was no one there, and continued to make calls, "Hello, May. I will deal with the division of shares when I come back. Don't move yet."

May is Han Xiuyuan's secretary. She is a very capable Beta. She will not be as sharp as Alpha, but she can also complete tasks excellently.

"Good general manager, but according to the shares divided by the chairman, your brother is not given 2%, but 7%. It's good for you to come back and confirm."

"Is it 7%?" Another thought suddenly popped up in Han Xiuyuan's mind, "Okay, I see."

Lawyer Yan's law firm will never lack clients, but Han Xiuyuan must be the most special one, because they are not only an employment relationship, but also a partner relationship. This firm Han Xiuyuan accounts for one-third of the shares. He is The only investor who simply contributed capital.

"What's the matter, come to me in such a hurry?" Attorney Yan glanced at his watch, "The market is not closed yet, and you are not in the company. Aren't you afraid that the market will plunge?"

"If I want to kick him out, how many shares do I need?" Han Xiuyuan's eyes flashed a sinister light.

Lawyer Yan turned two corners and understood Han Xiuyuan's thoughts. The dialogue between smart people does not need to be explained, "You want to kick Han Jingshan out of the game through the shareholding ratio?" Lawyer Yan thought for a while, "This method is feasible. Yes, let him lose the right to speak to the company he founded, which can be regarded as a kind of revenge for the time being."

"Then how many shares do I need to make this decision?"

"From a broad concept, with 51% of the shares, you can have the absolute right to speak in the company. But from a legal perspective, because Han's is a listed company, you need at least 67% of the shares to let him Out."

Han Xiuyuan's mind immediately began to calculate.

Lawyer Yan knew what Han Xiuyuan was thinking, and reminded: "I must remind you that because Han's is a listed company, any change in equity needs to be announced. You want to completely hide the dynamics and escape the eyes of market supervision and small shareholders. It is almost impossible to kick Han Jingshan out."

"At first, I thought it was impossible." Han Xiuyuan's eyes were full of light, "But he gave my brother 7% of the shares, so the company's shares he now holds are less than 37%."

"37% is already a very high controlling stake for a listed company. If you need 67% of the shares, then the shares in circulation in the market will not exceed 5%. How can you buy the shares in the market for only 5% left!"

Han Xiuyuan showed a terrible smile, "What if the Han family raises money again?"

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Tell me about the reference settings for this article.

In fact, the reference setting of Q University is Peking University, but B University and J University are... emmmmm hard to say.

So I chose the relatively good-sounding Q big.

The S city where the protagonists are located is Shanghai.And the city where Han Xiaobao studied, because city B and city J are also emmmmm hard to describe

So I chose Hai, which means City H!

The eldest brother is about to start fighting back, so the brother-in-law is about to go online.

This pair first married and then fell in love, ran with the ball, chased the wife to the crematorium and then chased the husband to the crematorium...

(????) Thinking about it is a little exciting.

Sure enough, I like dog blood.

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18. Laolin Fried Skewers

"You are crazy!" Lawyer Yan replied almost without thinking: "Han has raised funds twice before, if the final result of the three rounds of financing is to make your father lose control of Han, then get Han It is impossible for you to be the one who controls the family!"

Lawyer Yan couldn't understand Han Xiuyuan's actions regardless of cost, "Just for revenge, hand over the control of your company to others, Xiuyuan, as a friend and partner, I don't recommend you to do this. What's more, even if your father Losing control, he still has shares and real estate, all of which are enough for him to make a comeback, and you may not have the energy to fight him a second time."

Han Xiuyuan fell silent.

What Lawyer Yan said is not unreasonable.

He has only one chance.

He must seize this opportunity to make Han Jingshan beyond redemption.

After Han Chengye was discharged from the hospital, he started dating Song Rong secretly. Office romances are not allowed in their circle, so they always keep a distance when there are people.

But the love of teenagers cannot be hidden, and the time for the two of them to work together has become longer, and the time for the two of them to work overtime at night is always as late as they can.

Every night at 09:30 is Han Chengye's favorite time, because he will sit with Song Rong, eat supper, and watch the stock market in the lighthouse at the same time.

That day, Han Chengye was thinking about what to have for supper tonight, when he felt an unknown gaze looking at him again, which made his scalp tingle, and he turned his head suddenly. He saw Zhao Tiantian's eyes bent into crescent moons, with a "yooo" look.

Zhao Tiantian seemed to have gained weight, her eyes were bent, and her whole face became a "funny".

Even if she was caught peeking, Zhao Tiantian didn't say anything, picked up a document to cover her mouth, and made a "hehehe" sound.

Han Chengye can't get angry even if he is angry. Every department must have an Omega to motivate other Alphas to work.

I don't know who came up with it.

Song Rong was on the phone in the office, and the pen in his hand kept circling on the table.During the time we spent together, Han Chengye already understood that Song Rong's little move was a troublesome matter.

Sure enough, Song Rong came out after making the phone call, came to Han Chengye's table and knocked on the table, "Prepare the relevant materials about Mr. Zhou's business, we will see the client in an hour."

Inside the Zhou family’s mansion——

Mr. Zhou sat in the middle of the sofa, with his hands folded on the crutches, his face full of dignity.

Zhou Yong's face was full of tears, and he knelt on the ground crying, "You know what to say about me, if you didn't always look down on me, I wouldn't do those business with them."

The business here naturally refers to the real estate project that was rejected by Song Rong last time.

Since the last time he suffered in the Han family, Zhou Yong was like a headless fly, raising funds everywhere, and finally got enough money to buy the land.

However, it was a thunderous project. After Zhou Yong signed the contract and delivered the funds, the government announced the latest school district housing division policy—that development area was not included in the school district housing category.

The market price of a house in the school district is three times that of an ordinary building, but the transfer price of that piece of land is twice that of an ordinary building. Building a house within the current floor area ratio is bound to lose money, and now it has become a piece of bad land.

In just one week, Zhou Yong changed from a victorious general to a deflated bastard, lying on the ground and unable to get up again.

But he didn't think he was wrong, and he was even confident.

Because no matter what he did wrong, as long as he cried and knelt and made a fuss and said "it's all your fault", his father would stand up and clean up the mess for him.When the limelight is over, he will be the handsome Zhou Gongzi again.

Mr. Zhou did not speak from the beginning to the end. He and his wife were very affectionate. Even though they had no children, they did not take another concubine or go out to prostitute themselves.He is now seventy years old, but he only has one son, Zhou Yong, who was born to his wife Fa when he was nearly forty years old.

If you are old and have a son, you must be very spoiled.

But now looking at the loss of more than one billion yuan in front of him, Mr. Zhou doesn't know how long Zhou Yong can lose with this wealth, so he might as well go to heaven now and accompany his wife.

Zhou Yong was a little surprised by the arrival of Song Rong and Han Chengye. He immediately wiped away the tears on his face. He always wanted to save himself in front of outsiders, but he didn't dare to get up, so he could only look at his old man pitifully.

"What are you still kneeling on, pouring tea for Mr. Song and his assistant."

Zhou Yong was like a plucked tiger, showing his cat's real body, holding a pink kettle in his hand, and asked the two of them, "Will you drink jasmine tea or barley tea?"

Mr. Zhou hated iron for being weak, and tapped the ground with his crutch with disgust, "Okay, you go down. Look at your shameful appearance."

Zhou Yong ran back to his room, and the servant brought lemonade to the two of them.

"Mr. Song, I invited you here to ask you. Is it convenient to take out the cash I put in Han's now?"

"Mr. Zhou, the cash you put in our company's financial management is for one year according to the contract signed first, and we will guarantee you an 11.2% profit. But now only three and a half months have passed, so if If you want to get back the funds, we cannot guarantee the profit."

Mr. Zhou nodded, "I understand, I'm redeeming now, logically, I'm the one who breached the contract."

"You are serious. You have cooperated with the Han family for many years. It is understandable that you need to use money when you encounter some difficulties. So the Han family will not charge you liquidated damages. But..." Song Rong emphasized the latter Content, "The amount on the book is indeed not small. Even if you request redemption immediately, it will take some time for our funds to return. We hope you can understand."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhou's face became even more dignified, but he is a big boss after all, so he asked patiently: "So if there is an emergency redemption like this, can we save some profits, or should we have appropriate losses? "

Song Rong thought for a while, and said with difficulty: "We will try our best to let you get back the principal while obtaining a profit higher than the bank interest. In terms of time, we will try our best to return the money within twelve working days here you are."

Mr. Zhou seemed very dissatisfied with the result, "If it takes twelve working days, it will take three weeks. Mr. Song, I believe that with your ability, you can help me shorten the time to five working days, yes Is it?"

Song Rong bit his lower lip in embarrassment, "Look... eight working days? You should know that we are not returning your money to you, but looking for another fund to raise it, which will take time."

Mr. Zhou was unmoved, "Mr. Song, I am just like you, running clients from house to house and slowly accumulating property. Five working days is already a very generous time. The Han family has a net worth of 35 billion yuan. Assets, if it is so difficult to raise more than [-] million yuan in cash, how will you continue to mess around in the future?"

"Okay." Song Rong said helplessly: "We will return your funds and interest to you within five working days."

After Song Rong and the others left, Zhou Yong ran out and cried: "You said that when the [-] million yuan is released this year, it will be used by me."

Mr. Zhou was already very heartbroken, so he picked up his crutches and knocked Zhou Yong away.

The servant brought the phone, "Master, someone called you, it's the general manager of the Han family, and I want to talk to you."

On the other side, when Song Rong and Han Chengye walked out of the Zhou family's villa and sat back in the car, Han Chengye said with admiration: "Song SIR, you are really amazing! That old man has too much aura, if I talk to him, I will definitely Give him all the cards."

In fact, it only takes three working days for the Han family to return the funds to the Zhou family.

"This is called negotiating skills. You have to reserve for yourself. We still try our best to complete it in three days, so that while they are happy, they will also feel that we are very efficient."

Song Rong saw that Han Chengye's seat belt was crooked, and adjusted it for him, "Go to lunch, I invite you."

"No, no, I'll treat you to eat!" Han Chengye turned on the mobile phone navigation, "I found a very delicious fried skewer restaurant a few days ago."

Song Rong saw the photo of the store on the screen of the mobile phone. It seemed to be a street store between the vegetable market and the old community. Looking at the decoration, he knew it was a husband and wife store.

Han Chengye can always find some street food restaurants that people don't pay attention to.

Song Rong rubbed his nose. In fact, he wanted to go to the mall to eat, but seeing that Han Chengye even showed some anticipation on the stupid hair on the top of his head, he could only agree: "Okay, I will listen to you."

The vegetable market and the old community in the old city do not arrange parking spaces. There is an elementary school opposite. The cars have to give way to pedestrians and electric cars. The two-way lane has been squeezed into a single lane. In the new community, I walked for nearly 10 minutes before arriving at the Fried Skewers shop.

Song Rong had a backache, but he could feel Han Chengye's joy even more.

Walking into the store, it really is a mom-and-pop store, and the old walls show their age.

Han Chengye started to choose skewers in the freezer with ease, Song Rong looked back and took a step back, he saw ice powder in the menu on the wall, "I'll just eat ice powder."

The skewers were fried quickly, Han Chengye smelled a burst of fragrance, but Song Rong smelled a burst of oily smoke.Han Chengye ate a few skewers, seeing Song Rong not moving his chopsticks, "Don't you like it? Then let's change to another restaurant?"

Song Rong shook his head, "I liked it for a while, so you can eat it first." His health is not good anymore, and these over-fried foods are a heavy burden on his stomach and gallbladder.

Han Chengye put down his chopsticks and said pitifully, "I'm sorry..."

"Fool, what are you apologizing for?" Song Rong mixed the ice powder in the mixing bowl with a spoon.

"I... I always take you to places you don't like. It's my fault. I didn't do my homework enough."

Song Rong broke his guard, "I'll just eat it, you are not allowed to look at me like this again."

Before I had eaten two bites, the visibility of the originally bright store suddenly decreased, and the lights in the original room were not on, and the store was mainly illuminated by the sunlight from outside the house.

Several people surrounded the door, Song Rong raised his head and was stunned for a moment.

Wearing an expensive leather jacket, Zhao Tianlu walked in slowly.

"Mr. Zhao?" Song Rong stood up and said hello.

But Zhao Tianlu didn't notice Song Rong and Han Chengye who were in the corner, but shouted directly to the kitchen: "Junior brother, you make it easier for me to find you."

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"The Scum of Rebirth Attacks the Prince Chasing His Wife"

In the last life, the prince's golden finger actually used him as a container, waiting for him to seize him after his spiritual consciousness disappeared.

The well-behaved little white rabbit beside him is actually the big bad wolf, waiting for him to get down, so that he can snatch Goldfinger back.

The bamboo horse who was really infatuated with him was put aside by him to sit on the bench.

When the prince found out, it was too late, and he watched the bamboo horse die in front of him.

In this life, he discovered that Goldfinger's lure was actually so ridiculous, and the little white rabbit had already revealed the gray wolf's tail.

Cleaning up the evildoers is second, warming the bamboo horse's heart is the most important thing.

However, as this life progressed, he discovered many things that were different from his previous life.

The mysteries were uncovered layer by layer, and the prince discovered that the bamboo horse had been reborn just like him, and earlier.

It's just that Zhuma's heart is dead, so he doesn't want to get entangled with him anymore.

[In this case, let me guard you. 】

[I don't dare to ask for your forgiveness, I only hope that your life will be smooth and happy. 】

Ten years later, Zhuma asked:

"Why don't you dare to ask extravagantly? Why don't you dare to ask me?"

"So... can I?"

"Can you... because all these years, I have never been able to really let you go..."

Affectionate and wise prince Gong VS gentle and beautiful Bamboo Horse Shou

The first half of the book chases his wife to the crematorium, and the second half of the book is about a beautiful wife lying in her arms.

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