September 5th, night, 21:00, in front of the Fantasy Building.

Zhao Song stopped in front of the bearded man with a sudden brake, and the dead fat man sitting in the passenger seat glanced out with a fierce look on his face before turning his head and asking.

"Which one?"

Zhao Song took out a photo from his pocket and glanced at it, "The young one." ”

After saying that, the two pushed the car door and got out of the car.

Glancing at the beard, Zhao Song didn't say anything, he knew that in a year, Dell would fully enter the flower planter, and it was this person who brought the fantasy marketing department to beat the world's No. 1 Dell to the ground.

But now, who cares.

Looking at the young man behind the bearded man, Zhao Songle asked, "Liang Xiaopeng?"

Liang Xiaopeng is Xiao Liang, of course he knows who the person in front of him is, the Tesla college student in his mouth.

"It's me, what's the matter?"

The dead fat man beside Zhao Song suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Xiao Liang's collar fiercely, and slapped it with a "snap~".

"Sun thief~ very capable of causing trouble!"

Zhao Song looked at it with a smile, but there was murder in his eyes, he looked at Xiao Liang's swollen face, and asked at the bearded man, "This, is it your subordinate?"

The bearded man shook his head, "It's not a subordinate, it's an employee of the fantasy company, if you two don't explain the matter today, this matter won't be so simple." ”

"Yo he~" The dead fat man sneered, and then, another hard slap hit Xiao Liang's other face, "Of course it's not that simple, the master has already called the police, and these two slaps will be counted together!"

Seeing Xiao Liang's face turned into a pig's head, the ruthless Zhao Song shrank his neck. This is the power of the natives of Kyoto, what a fantasy group, they even dare to surround the national ministries and commissions!

Zhao Song looked at the bearded man with a smile, "It's definitely not that simple to over, the police will arrive soon, I just don't understand one thing." ”

Zhao Song walked up to the bearded man, stared at him and said: "My name is Zhao Song, a college student at Kyoto Institute of Mechanical Engineering, the boss of Tesla, my parents are alive, and I am retired from working in the Dongji Oilfield. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Song suddenly kicked Xiao Liang to the ground.

"Business competition, it's understandable to investigate the opponent, I want to ask, what are you doing with Xiaoyu?"

Zhao Song stretched out his hand to pat the dust off the bearded shoulder, tilted his head to look at him: "80 billion fantasy, such a big majesty, check a 15-year-old girl who has no family, what do you want to do?"

Hearing this, the bearded man was shocked, and turned his head to look at Xiao Liang who fell to the ground in disbelief.

"Zhao Song, if I say that the fantasy didn't instruct him to do such a thing, do you believe it?"

"Letter!" Zhao Song nodded, took out the hearing aid from the ear canal, and said with a smile: "Isn't it a discount for the disabled? Compared with the subsidy of your national high-tech enterprises, it is only worth a few dollars." ”

The bearded man was silent.

Zhao Song no longer paid attention to him, and looked at Liang Xiaopeng who was looking inwardly on the ground, "Boy, according to the Public Security Administration Punishment Law, peeping, secretly filming, eavesdropping, and spreading other people's privacy." If the circumstances are more serious, you shall be detained for not less than 5 days but not more than 10 days, and may also be fined not more than 500 yuan, but now we suspect that you are plotting against a minor girl, and that is another matter! The police will be there soon, and the lawyer I hired at a high price will also be there soon, and I hope that the fantasy group will protect you to the death. ”

...........

When I came out of the police station, it was already two o'clock in the evening.

"Zhao'er. The dead fat man put down his phone and came to his side, "I inquired about it, the one in the drum tower has been a player since he was a child, so he can (four times) pat the mother-in-law." ”

Zhao Song had a headache, "Brother, I don't understand human words." ”

The dead fat man grinned and said, "That girl is a pervert, I guess when I investigated you, let him see Xiaoyu!"

Zhao Song glanced back at the police station, "Brother, that bastard came out after five days, do I have to find a bodyguard for Xiaoyu." ”

The dead fat man nodded, "It's okay to find someone to watch for a few days, and when that kid comes out, my brother will practice with him again!"

"Fat brother, thank you!"

The dead fat man waved his hand to stop a taxi, and before getting into the car, he smiled at Zhao Song and said, "The master is here for Xiaoyu, what does it have to do with you!" After speaking, he got in the car and left.

Zhao Song pouted, when he met a cute girl like Xiaoyu, a man is either a hero, like a dead fat man, or a ghost, just like that Xiaoliang!

At this time, the bearded man stepped forward, "Zhao Song, our company is also very surprised when this kind of thing happens, and here I apologize to you on behalf of the company." ”

is worthy of being a business elite, and his hypocritical words are extremely sincere.

"Thousands of reasons can't hide the truth that he is an employee of your company!" Zhao Song looked at him with disdain, and pinched him as a little grasshopper unscrupulously several times, no matter how good the surface work is, what is the use, "If it weren't for the big trouble of smacking you, if it wasn't for the fear that many people would be unhappy, I would take someone to your company tomorrow during the day to make trouble!"

Looking at the bearded man with a displeased expression, Zhao Song said unhurriedly, "Big groups and big companies, you have to pay attention to the impact!"

After speaking, Zhao Song turned around and left, ignoring the gloomy face behind him.

Just now, in front of him, a slap on the face, even if you are offended to death!

As a person in a shopping mall, how can anyone do something like Zhao Song? Even if it is a grasshopper, Tesla now has many ways to disgust and die illusions.

However, Zhao Song had another convulsion, and Wen was definitely going to go, but he had to come to Wu first.

As for Wen's, since he was afraid that the big leader would be unhappy, he could only wronged the little leader of his mother's family.

When I rushed back to Xiagou Village, it was almost three o'clock in the morning.

As soon as he parked the car on the side of the road, Zhao Song saw Xiaoyu's haggard face in the guard hall at the intersection of Xiagou Village.

Hurriedly stepped forward, "Why don't you sleep, Uncle Lu is here?"

Uncle Lu spat out a cigarette, "Little girl, wait for you, don't tell her what's wrong." ”

Zhao Song grabbed Xiaoyu's hand, "It's okay, Uncle Lu, I'm sorry for your trouble." ”

Uncle Lu waved his hand, "I wish someone would accompany me!"

Rubbing Lian Shun's head, Zhao Songcai and Xiaoyu walked towards Youjia together.

"Brother, is it because of me?"

Zhao Song shook his head and nodded again, "Xiaoyu, there is a brother!"

The thing he is most glad about is that he has been tossing and turning since he was reborn, and he has met so many characters from all walks of life, and when he adopted Xiaoyu, all the worries can be easily solved with his current ability.

What he regrets the most now is to put Director Qi's family down gently, the house is very valuable, but Xiaoyu's anger will not come out until it is demolished ten years later, too long.

As for the old man of business...... That guy has the ability to provoke a menopausal deputy director, oh, now that he is in the right place, then he has to have the ability to bear it, and it is not Zhao Song's turn to do anything.

"Brother, two days ago, I went to deliver food to Aunt Wen, and I saw a person sneakily asking about you in the street committee, so I started a fight with him. ”

"Fighting?" Zhao Song looked at her in confusion.

Xiaoyu nodded as a matter of course: "If those aunts hadn't stopped me, I would have put the chicken soup on his face." ”

Zhao Song looked at her with a smile, "Xiaoyu, if you encounter something like this in the future, just talk to your brother and go to sleep." ”

"Brother, you haven't sung to me yet?"

"There's no song," Zhao Song said with a wry smile, "Do you want to listen to the gourd baby?"

Xiaoyu pouted and looked at Zhao Song, "I want a new song!"

"........ Cheng. ”

Five minutes later, Xiaoyu quickly finished washing up, lay on the pink bed, and looked at him expectantly with his little head exposed.

Zhao Song held a big iron basin in one hand and a frying spoon in the other, walked over, buckled the iron basin on the ground, and said, "Unless I still remember something, I can only sing old songs in the future!"

"Hmm. ”

Zhao Song looked at Xiaoyu, looked at the frying spoon in his hand, and thought carefully before speaking.

“PPAP!” Gently reciting a paragraph of English letters, Zhao Song waved the frying spoon and knocked it on the iron basin very rhythmically.

“DuangDuangDuang~~~”

Along with the rhythm, Zhao Song shook his head and his body shook.

"I have a basin, I have a grandmother. Well, Grandma Basin. I have a basin and I have a fat grandma. Well, fat grandma pot. Grandma pot, fat grandma pot. Oh, the fat pot, the grandma, the grandma, the pot. ”

At this time, Lian Shun in the guard hall seemed to hear something, and ran to the door of the Xiaoyu compartment, and suddenly, the sound of knocking on the pot in the house became clear.

"Wangwang~~" At three o'clock in the middle of the night, a rhythmic dog barking resounded through Xiagou Village.

Hearing the harmony of Lian Shun outside, Zhao Song in the house became more and more excited the more he sang, and the iron spoon struck louder and louder.

"DuangDuang~" "Wang~"

"I have a pen, I have an apple

Apple-pen!

I have a pen，I have pineapple.

Pineapple-pen!

Apple-pen~Pineapple-pen

Pen-Pineapple-Apple-pen!”

"Wangwang~"

At this time, all the homes around the square were lit up.

"Zhao Song, you calf doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, why do you die!"

In the end, when the voice of the old man of the emperor Qian in Xiagou Village sounded, there was silence!

"Hee-hee~"

"Wang~"