Tan Xuyao, who had just come back from a business trip, was a little tired and half-lying on the sofa, he just asked Ding Hao, how Bai Lang is doing these days.

Ding Hao didn't dare to hide it, saying that Young Master Bai spent hundreds of thousands of dollars a night in a hotel, and he still stalked Miss Song.

Tan Xuyao's eyebrows couldn't help but lock up, and the tone of the phone call was very gloomy, "Bai Lang, you are limited to appearing in front of me within ten minutes." ”

Bai Lang, who was listening to the phone, shook his hand and almost threw the phone out, "Brother, I'll go back." ”

didn't dare to delay for a second, just glanced at Song Hehuan, hurriedly opened the car door and got in, and the car disappeared on the road like a smoke.

Song Hehuan was a little crying and laughing, this kid was afraid of Doctor Tan, is Doctor Tan back?

Should you call and let him take care of his little cousin, Song Hehuan hesitated, and finally took out his mobile phone and clicked on the unnamed number.

When Bai Lang hurried back, Xiao Jinghuan was also there, and he could only stand aside with a smiling face, "Are the two eldest brothers here?"

Tan Xuyao put his arms on the back of the sofa and closed his eyes to recuperate, and asked lazily, "Listen to Jing Huan, you didn't go to work today?"

My God, Mr. Xiao is a big boss, he works in the most basic workshop, he knows whether he goes to work or not, this is eyeing himself?

Xiao Jinghuan spread his hands and said helplessly, "Your brother asked me, I can only ask." ”

Bai Lang felt that the elder brother was not good today, so he said with a flattering smile, "I haven't been feeling well for the past two days and want to rest." ”

Saying that, he sat next to him, and personally poured a glass of water and handed it over, with a flattering face, "Brother, you just came back and rested more, don't worry about me, come and drink water." ”

Tan Xuyao stretched out his hand to take it, and on the way to his mouth, his hand was crooked, and a glass of water was sprinkled on Bai Lang's pants.

"Oops, my phone. ”

Bai Lang took out his wet mobile phone, and when he was about to wipe it with his clothes, he was inadvertently bumped by Tan Xuyao, and the mobile phone fell to the ground.

When Tan Xuyao put the cup on the table, one foot "clicked" accurately, stepping on his limited-edition mobile phone.

Bai Lang's heart also trembled, but then his brother's feet were one, and the mobile phone flew out like a sharp blade, hitting the wall and falling apart.

"I'm sorry. Tan Xuyao said lazily.

Bai Lang felt a pain in his heart, and pretended to be casual on his face, "It's okay, I'll buy it again." ”

Tan Xuyao beckoned to Ding Hao, "I heard that Bai Lang spends money like dirt, this kind of bad habit of a gentleman can't be let go, you must keep in mind the fine tradition of hard work and simplicity, Ding Hao, notify the bank to freeze all his cards, and live with 1,000 yuan a month." ”

"What, what?" Bai Lang's face was distorted, a thousand yuan was not enough for him to have afternoon tea, "I still have to buy a mobile phone." ”

"So work hard, earn money, or save money to buy. Tan Xuyao's tone did not fluctuate, and he commanded, "Ding Hao, send him there." ”

Ding Hao hurriedly nodded and agreed, "Young Master Bai, let's go, you still have to earn money to buy a mobile phone." ”

Bai Lang blew his beard and glared at Tan Xuyao behind his back, how could he offend this uncle, as soon as he came back, he was financially blocked, but he didn't dare to do anything with him, for fear that he would make a phone call, his father ordered him to go back, and faced with headaches such as yields every day, so he had to follow Ding Hao stupidly.

Xiao Jinghuan came back from his trance for a long time, "I'm dripping my God, you're so dark." ”

Tan Xuyao's expression was faint, he didn't pay attention to his desires, and stretched his legs on the table, looking casual and lazy.

Song Hehuan was struggling, feeling that making a phone call, like face-to-face communication, was always uncomfortable, should I send a message and ask first.

The hand began to skillfully edit the text message: Dr. Tan, I am Song Hehuan, I want to talk to you about something, do you have time?