Song Xuan didn't go to work in the company for a few days, of course Song Ran didn't dare to persuade people at this juncture, Yang Haitao was also the No. 1 big bag in front of Song Xuan, and he only dared to go around outside her house.

Song Ran sighed, what else could she do besides wait and see?

Spring in Haicheng comes early, and after the New Year, you can feel that the weather is gradually warming.

The twentieth day of the first month ushered in the beginning of the school season.

The old Song factory was very busy, and he had no time to take care of his family, and Song Ran was happy that no one would discipline him, so he packed up and was ready to start his life as a college student.

Song Xuan finally relieved her breath, packed her luggage, and muttered while packing: "Fuguang is not far from home, why do you want to live in school?"

Song Ran looked at Mother Wu busy like a spinning top on the side, and said happily: "I have to leave this house and go out to exercise." ”

Mother Wu shook her head: "What is there to exercise? If you want me to say, it is best to come back every day, eat at home, and live at home, and I can rest assured." ”

Song Ran pouted: "I knew earlier, I should have filled in the volunteers in other places, Peking University in Beicheng is not bad." ”

Song Xuan nodded her head: "Okay, you are alone, go to a place thousands of miles away to study, you still don't let our mother Wu live, when the time comes, I will wipe my tears and go to school with you, you will become an instant hit." ”

Song Ran leaned on the bedpost, stared at Song Xuan, and said cautiously: "Sister, have you been ...... for the past few days?" It's pretty idle. ”

Song Xuan's eyes rolled and he squinted at her: "What's the matter?"

"I don't dare to have opinions, but there are some suggestions. ”

Song Xuan looked a little impatient: "Take care of yourself." ”

Song Ran took her hand: "I haven't said anything yet, why are you annoyed first?"

Song Xuan glanced at her: "What do you want to say?"

Song Ran: "I didn't let you do anything with Yang Haitao, I just want to say, work and personal feelings, you have a clear score, you can't just pick a son and stop working because you are unhappy with him, you are now also one of our company's partners, you say you won't do it, have you ever thought about what kind of losses the company will suffer?"

Sister, you're too irrational and emotional, do you know?"

Song Xuan frowned: "Discipline me, right?"

Song Ran shrugged: "But you can't deny that what I said does make some sense, right?"

Song Xuan lowered his eyes and pouted, "What's the matter?"

Song Ran was overjoyed, her sister, she was finally relieved, she had to tell Yang Haitao a few more words, and she must not offend her sister in the future.

After packing his luggage, Yang Haitao enthusiastically acted as a driver and sent them to Fuguang, and when he arrived at the gate of the university, he also rushed to perform, carrying all the big bags and small bags over, Wu's mother followed him and kept shouting: "Xiao Yang, I'll carry a bag, give me a ......"

Yang Haitao said happily: "No, no, Mother Wu, I am a young man, energetic, and I can carry it." ”

Song Ran followed behind her sister and sighed, "What a good young man." ”

Song Xuan glanced at her: "Why don't you see your Gu battalion commander?

Song Ran stroked his hair: "Today is the big day of the award ceremony of my family's Gu battalion leader, and he will come to the school to see me in the evening." ”

"Investiture ceremony?"

Song Ran was proud: "I will change my words in the future, and I will change my name to Deputy Head Gu." ”