Face blindness, he refuses to raise fish! [Transmigration Book]

The next day.

Nan Yangxing was forced to get up early, and got on the car to Nanchen Group under the watchful eye of Mrs. Nan.

Nan's father looked at his stupid son's boneless posture, and hated iron for not being strong: "From now on, you will visit the company at least once a week, you know?"

Nan Yangxing nodded cooperatively, and responded obediently: "Understood."

Wen Simiao acts as the background board every day, but his gaze has been falling on Nan Yangxing vaguely, hiding subtle explorations.

Compared with his rebirth, it is not unacceptable for a foreign kid to live in the body belonging to Nan Yangxing.

Now regarding the purpose of this brat, what this brat knows...all are unknown.According to yesterday's temptation, the current Nan Yangxing seems to know what happened in the previous life, but it is not complete... This is reflected in his attitude towards him.

Who would take a madman for a wretch?

"What's the matter, what's on my face?" Nan Yangxing was stared at for a long time, and touched his face blankly.

Wen Simiao looked away: "You are not the same as before."

As soon as the words were spoken, Nan Yangxing looked over in a little panic, and quickly lowered his eyelids, even those peach blossom eyes that were always beautiful and affectionate were quickly covered by the eyelashes, full of defense, and the plump red lips After sipping and sipping, he spit out the words in a tangled manner: "What's the difference?"

Nan's father didn't notice that the two were looking at each other subtly, and only heard the conversation.

He has also investigated Wen Simiao's background to some extent, so he naturally knows the stupid things his son has done: "Xing Xing is a good boy, but he is easy to be led astray."

Wen Simiao said lightly, "Well, he's fine."

Although he was praised, Nan Yangxing didn't feel happy at all, his eyebrows were all tangled together, he was indeed too lax recently.

After a while, when they arrived at the downstairs of the group, Nan's father got out of the car first, and Nan Yangxing followed closely behind, but he heard a voice behind him: "People will always change."

Nan Yangxing looked back suddenly, not understanding the meaning of Wen Simiao's words.

Wen Simiao added slowly: "So there's nothing wrong with changing it."

Nan Yangxing turned his head, failed to understand the meaning, and mumbled: "Probably..."

If he could never leave, he didn't plan to wear the original owner's mask for the rest of his life.

The atmosphere of Nanchen Company is quite good, even the "little prince" who doesn't do shit every day greets him with a smile, and follows the rules of the workplace very much.This relieved Nan Yangxing's psychological pressure a lot. After all, it was [-] times better than what he expected, where everyone ran away after seeing him.

Nan's father has already gone to deal with his accumulated documents, leaving Nan Yangxing to wander around the company building.

If he could choose, Nan Yangxing didn't want to, but he didn't know what position the original owner held, and no one urged him to work, so he could only propose in the end: "How about we go to the tea room for a drink?"

Wen Simiao turned her head: "Okay, do you know where the tea room is?"

Nan Yangxing really didn't know, so he repented: "Let's go do something serious."

Coincidentally, when I fell asleep, someone offered to hand me a pillow.

"Nan Yangxing, why don't you go to your office?"

Nan Yangxing stared blankly at the person walking towards him. He was not wearing the most professional black suit in the workplace, but a casual white windbreaker. It looked soft, but he had a cold face, very serious stern look.

Full of quirky inconsistencies.

"I didn't have time." Nan Yangxing heard himself answer like this.

Passing employees greeted the two of them: "Director Song, Manager Nan."

Nan Yangxing, who had just entered university in both lifetimes, pondered for a moment. It was unclear who was in charge of the two. Director Song had already walked up to him and took the things he held in his hands: " let's go."

The line of sight never shifted, and there was no unnecessary movement.

Nan Yangxing followed honestly, because he didn't know the destination, so he consciously lagged behind a little bit, but he couldn't get it right, he tossed back and forth several times, and couldn't hold back: "Don't worry about me, just go ahead."

"it is good."

Without much doubt, he picked up speed after turning around.

Nan Yangxing felt a little uncomfortable. The person surnamed Song in front of him was not the submissive type. This kind of obedience was like an inappropriate casual windbreaker on this person, revealing that he was clearly out of place.

Thinking of Song Qingshu mentioned by the original owner's father last night, it should be the person in front of him.

But it's useless to think too much, and you can't go wrong if you are more polite.

"Why don't you come here recently?"

Just as Nan Yangxing was about to remain silent to the end, the person walking in front spoke again.

"Go to class."

"Attend class?"

Nan Yangxing couldn't understand this rhetorical question: "Yes."

Finally arrived at the office, Nan Yangxing was about to politely thank Song Qingshu and send Song Qingshu away, when Wen Simiao behind him suddenly had a sense of presence.

"I am leaving."

Nan Yangxing pulled him back, and unconsciously softened his tone: "You and I will walk together, soon, it won't take long."

Song Qingshu looked at the 'background board' which he completely ignored, squinted his eyes unconsciously, full of scrutiny: "Who is this?"

Nan Yangxing paused for a moment of pull: "My classmate is now staying at my house."

A very common introduction made Song Qingshu's face sink instantly, as if he finally couldn't suppress his anger, his brows were furrowed: "Is this the substitute you are looking for?"

How could Nan Yangxing dare to speak.

"Just say what you want." Song Qingshu's face was gloomy, and his words were full of hostile disgust, "I wore the clothes you asked me to wear, and I didn't expose you in front of Uncle Nan... What are you trying to do, Nan Yangxing ?”

Although Nan Yangxing didn't know the situation, he still responded quickly: "No, he is just my classmate, not a substitute, so don't think too much about it."

After Song Qingshu heard it, he didn't say whether he believed it or not. He still had a stern face: "It's not a substitute, so he is the reason why you haven't come to the company for a while?"

Nan Yangxing could not refute: "Yes."

Song Qingshu nodded slightly: "Then I ask you not to get together with him, will you agree?"

Nan Yangxing didn't understand how it developed to the present situation: "It will take a little time." At least Lu Yusheng's hidden danger should be solved. Thinking of Wen Simiao, who was originally "rooted and young" and "positive", in Lu Yusheng's Under the torture, he turned into the final perverted appearance, and he felt that he couldn't let go casually.

Song Qingshu entered the office: "I knew it."

Nan Yangxing tentatively entered.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

Song Qingshu sat in his seat, processed the documents without raising his head, and replied in a deep voice: "No."

Nan Yangxing patted the seat next to him and motioned Wen Simiao to sit down.

Song Qingshu caught a glimpse of this movement from the corner of his eye, and spoke again, his words were full of aggression: "Let him go out, I have something to talk to you."

This "he" naturally refers to Wen Simiao, and Wen Simiao was also very conscious, and left without waiting for Nan Yangxing to speak, his voice was as clear as jade: "I will not leave secretly."

Nan Yangxing was not at ease at all, and subconsciously looked for things on Wen Simiao's body that could be used as markers for identification. He always felt that none of them were distinctive enough, so he had to stuff the red bracelet on his wrist: "Put it on, and you stay at the door .”

After Song Qingshu finished watching this episode, his face was darker than the bottom of the pot, and he couldn't wait for the door to be completely closed, so he said coldly, "At least I'm your boyfriend."

Nan Yangxing blinked his eyes: "But you don't like me." He was not surprised by the relationship between the two, but a feeling of "as expected", the tone of Song Qingshu's words just now was very wrong.

The No. [-] little fish treats him hypocritically, the No. [-] little fish treats him like a good brother, and now the No. [-] little fish is blatantly disgusted, the kind of disgust that will be revealed in his eyes even if he conceals it.If you hate it so much, why are you together?

Is it succumbing to the coercion of the original owner?Just like how Lu Yusheng treated Wen Simiao.

Song Qingshu couldn't accept Nan Yangxing's statement: "Is it because of this?"

Nan Yangxing hesitated a little after hearing the reasonable tone: "No?"

Song Qingshu sneered: "I thought you knew the positions of the two of us, Nan Yangxing, I'm not one of your playthings, don't you think you're a little greedy? You can't get everything."

Nan Yangxing: "...um."

Song Qingshu was accustomed to Nan Yangxing's hypocrisy, and didn't feel much: "I need your boyfriend's status, and I will try my best to satisfy you. What is your dissatisfaction?"

Nan Yangxing: "Okay, I know, I won't bother you in the future."

Now is not the time to think, this is just a response to the situation, how does he know?

It can only be guessed that the two are in a reciprocal relationship.And what Song Qingshu said, people didn't know where to start complaining for a while, what do you mean by "I only want the status of a boyfriend"?

Song Qingshu frowned, opened his thin lips lightly, and stopped talking.

What is Nanyangxing's reaction?

That Nan Yangxing, who was hypocritical and well-behaved in front of everyone, but arrogant and domineering in front of him and exposed his true face, is he now classified as the object of curry favor?How ironic.

Nan Yangxing glanced at the decorative watch on the wall, felt that he had stayed for enough time, and was ready to run: "Then I'm leaving?"

Song Qingshu wished for it in his heart, but when he thought of the role outside the office that could be used to replace him at the moment, he changed the subject: "You can't leave everything to me."

"what do I need to do?"

"Sitting there, even pretending to read the documents seriously."

Nan Yangxing agreed, "Then can I let Wen Simiao in?"

Song Qingshu answered the wrong question: "It turned out to be Wen Simiao."

When people came in, Song Qingshu's hostility was not lightened at all. He sympathized with Wen Simiaohe's experience. He was clearly a person like the proud son of heaven, but now he was a plaything in the hands of a group of second-generation ancestors.So what if you have the ability?After all, it can't match the identity that was born in the world.

So he couldn't let his guard down.

It is impossible for the Nan family to rest assured that the real power will be easily handed over to him, a subsidized child. Competitors are inevitable, and the Nan family will only choose the best and then disperse power, so that the two can check and balance each other...

He has to be the best, become the strongest supporter of Nan Yangxing, and become the real power behind the Nan family.

Wen Simiao noticed Song Qingshu's gaze, saw pure ambition from it, felt bored and looked away, and sat aside watching the young master playing minesweeper.

Nan Yangxing didn't have the patience to find a pattern, so he clicked randomly based on luck, and he had to restart the game after a while, and he enjoyed it again.

Finally, when Nan Yangxing was about to tap the bomb to end the game, Wen Simiao stopped that action: "Tap the one on the far right."

Nan Yangxing ordered obediently, with surprise on his face: "It's really not there, how do you know?"

Wen Simiao's eyes sparkled: "Follow the rules."

Nan Yangxing: "..."

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