Chapter 131: After Absenteeism

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Xiao Yueyue yawned, raised a small hand, a little tear overflowed from the corner of her eyes, and there was obvious exhaustion on her soft face.

Her other hand was still tightly pinching the corner of Bai An's clothes.

Very reluctant look.

Bai An couldn't cry or laugh, his heart softened and softened, but he couldn't really say it away.

After Mr. Zhang left, the little guy also pulled his clothes all day long, for fear that he would also leave, and no one would accompany her anymore.

The child was precocious.

At the age of five, even if he doesn't know how to die, he has already learned how to part.

Because of the testimony, because of the experience.

So it's extraordinarily profound.

So silent, sensible, rejecting strangers, unable to speak, close to closed.

Mr. Zhang is not there, his parents have been working for a long time, even in the hospital, most of the time he sleeps next to Xiao Yueyue, let her play by herself, since he is no longer hospitalized here, the child is even more lonely.

She didn't understand what money was and her parents' obedient attitude.

She is just simple, and regards Bai An, who comes once a week, as a wholehearted desire and liking.

The stars dotted the velvety canopy, deep, clear and thick.

Say one day, it's one day.

It was seven o'clock in the morning, and at this time, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

But there was no way he could sleep in the hospital.

Rubbing the little girl's hair helplessly, Bai An rubbed her forehead and said: "Yueyue, my brother is leaving, this time I really want to go... Will I come back to you next time?"

The little girl's big eyes looked at him, a little faint and lost, and the palm of her hand tightened the corner of the piece of clothes tighter, crumpled into a ball, half loud, but slowly released.

Bai An breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the little guy's expression, and felt distressed again.

This child is the status of his own sister in his heart, not a loser like the enemy who fought all day long in his previous life.

This child is naturally well-behaved and makes people want to hold it in the palm of his hand.

Give her anything good.

Hugging the little guy like a doll, Bai An nodded to Yueyue's father, who was guarding the bedside and was about to answer, lowered his head again, and reluctantly pinched the little girl's face: "Brother is gone, ......"

Then dragged the leg that didn't want to move, moved a few steps to the side, and couldn't help but stop, looking back at her: "Brother is really gone......"

Extraordinarily cheap.

The little girl suddenly twisted her head to the side uncharacteristically, and set him aside with a cold face.

Don't give this slut any face.

Everyone in the ward was stunned, and then burst into laughter.

This is a rare tantrum!

With a wave of his hand, Bai An wanted to pretend to be unable to hide his loss, but he couldn't help laughing.

"Goodbye, goodbye! don't be angry, I'll see you next time!"

Han Zhi was waiting at the door of the ward.

The fate of having money and no father is that there are many thieves.

After a day of work, from the time he left the ward, he had to listen to various affairs reports, itinerary adjustments, and news sorting out from Han Daguan's family.

What's even worse is that his daily tasks today have not been completed......

Fortunately, the system has been automatically upgraded in recent days.

Zero hadn't spoken for a few days, and he was probably too busy to punish him right away.

But speaking of which, since Jing Chen came back, his second-level task has been three days of fishing and two days of drying nets.

On average, three or four days are missing in a month.

This debt.

Profiteering, Rolling Profit...... Don't look at him now relaxed and chic, wait for Zero to wake up......

Hehe.

He has suffered!

Bai An's mobile phone was put in the pocket of his coat, and before entering the ward, he was muted, and he was completely absent from work.

As a result, all the calls and texts in one day were all lost.

Completely ignored by him.

People who have private affairs can only call over and over again, only begging him to answer the phone once, but those who have official affairs are more comforted, and the smart ones have turned to another way early - to call Han Zhi's phone, but there is no delay.

The most pitiful one is the one that occupies both sides and does not have either.

For example, the female editor of Qicheng.com......

She made twenty-seven phone calls on such an important matter, but she did not hear back once.

People's publishing houses have come to the door, but the main owner can't be contacted, and the cuttlefish is sweating and the hairstyle is messed up.

This character who belongs to the branch line of Bai An's strategy doesn't even know the identity of Young Master Bai, and of course he doesn't know the existence of the microphone of Han Da Butler.

In fact, I won't encounter this sooner or later, I just blame God for the good time, and it's her turn to carry this black pot and pour this bad luck.

Speaking of which, this matter is very important to Bai An, a team leader in the Cuttlefish Hall, and there are many great gods under his hands, and the matter of publishing a book should be what Bai An should be worried about, and there is no special direct benefit for her.

Worry doesn't need to be exaggerated like this, twenty-seven calls, isn't it a bit like the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry?

In the car back to the villa, Bai An listened to Han Zhi's news broadcast like a standard and concise narrative, and casually turned on his mobile phone.

The missed call record reminder of the brush, good guy, is simply confused.

After looking at it, the number of calls from the cuttlefish editor accounted for half.

I looked at the time display on my phone.

It's almost ten o'clock......

It's better not to fight, everyone is estimated to be asleep, wait for tomorrow.

However, the cuttlefish did not sleep.

She couldn't sleep.

It's all because of copyright, I don't know what kind of madness that third-rate publishing house is making, and the one who is dead has to face up to Qingyu Culture, so he has to get the copyright of Bai An's book.

Qingyu Culture will definitely not give up, the two sides are suddenly blocked, and during the day, they are about to fight in the Copyright Department.

At this moment, the author can't be contacted even if he dies!

The cuttlefish black pot was on the back, just as a punching bag for the leader, and it was sprayed with dog blood.

……

In the bar, the demons dance in the pool.

In the VIP room to the west, in the circle of sofas, a group of young men and women gathered together.

Look at those who are dressed in temperament, refined and ruffian, they are all a group of two ancestors of Xiao Yanei who were born with golden keys and jade gourds.

These noisy people should have turned the world upside down together.

But as soon as the soundproof board of this VIP room was placed, a large number of people gathered around to see something, and it was eerily extremely quiet.

In fact.

There is a person sitting in the center of the circle, holding a mobile phone, making a call.

It's just that.

The phone is voice-on.

Everyone listened with bated breath.

There are hundreds of thousands of mobile phones, and the sound quality can be sloppy, that is, smashing the signboard of your own home.

"Yuan Zihua! You, what, what, what!"

The mobile phone was broadcast, and the cold voice came word by word, so clear that the tone and tone were not distorted by the influence of telecommunications.

Even with a few people next to him, he could feel the chill coming through the voice.

Bursts of them, seeping into the bone marrow.

Not to mention how chilly.

The fool holding the phone didn't notice it, and shouted without fear of death: "Cheng Cheng'er~Don't talk about people like that~"

If it is a delicate and clever girl to shout, the tone must be crispy and soft to the bones.

But this guy is a man!

Mother's not embarrassed......

When the shemale shouted like this, not to mention the person on the other side of the phone, they were all about to vomit.

"Cheng, you are paralyzed!" The voice of gritting teeth came from the telephone, roaring and stunned the crowd: "Let you not get in the way, you can't fucking understand people, don't you!"

"Stretch out an inch more, believe it or not, Lao Tzu threw you to Africa to plant coconuts?!"

PS: The update is slow to become a dog, I'm ashamed of myself, rest tomorrow, update early, try to do more. Thank you for not giving up, Fenglou really wants to be a tentacle monster, two more three more four more five more every day, you are cool and I am also cool, and the hand is disabled and the student dog can't afford to hurt.

It's 290,000 words, and 300,000 words can be put on the shelves, and I'm embarrassed to break off the update these days.