Chapter 143: Accident
"Yanfu is not shallow!"
As soon as Yang Mucheng arrived downstairs, he saw Song Xiaoyu's car parked downstairs in the rental office, in order not to embarrass Xiao Ningya and Xu Xiaoding, Yang Mucheng directly asked the two of them to drive away. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info However, even so, Song Xiaoyu still saw the car of two girls in the car, and got out of the car to talk with a pout.
"Why are you here?"
Yang Mucheng ignored Song Xiaoyu's sarcasm, and asked himself.
"Catch the traitor!"
Song Xiaoyu snorted and spoke with a cold face.
"The necklace is so beautiful."
Yang Mucheng stood in front of her and spoke softly.
At this time, Song Xiaoyu was wearing a white knitted sweater with loose clothes, but she still couldn't stop her increasingly feminine figure. On her chest, a vintage bronze medal necklace was hanging at this time.
The bronze medal is a Bruce Lee kung fu model, fierce and cool enough. It was a souvenir that Yang Mucheng bought when he was in Hong Kong and then gave it to Song Xiaoyu.
Men usually have a chivalrous dream, a kung fu dream. Yang Mucheng gave this statue of Bruce Lee to Song Xiaoyu, really hoping that there would be a character like Bruce Lee who could always be by her side to protect her.
"Humph! Blow oneβs own trumpet! Think you're done with changing the subject? Don't! β
Song Xiaoyu looked down at the necklace on his chest, and his heart was also sweet. However, he still refuses to forgive.
"So what?"
Yang Mucheng shrugged his shoulders and spoke.
"Let me go to your room."
Song Xiaoyu looked up at the apartment building where Yang Mucheng lived.
Although Yang Mucheng moved here, he never let others in. Now that Song Xiaoyu suddenly made such a request, he couldn't help but be stunned. Not letting others into his room is not a secret on his own, but a habit.
Moreover, he and Song Mingyue in Hong Kong last time just completed his breakthrough from boy to man, and when he faced Song Xiaoyu recently, he always felt a little strange in his heart. Now, Song Xiaoyu proposed to go to his room, and he couldn't help but scratch his head in embarrassment.
"It's boring! I'm leaving! β
Song Xiaoyu mistakenly thought that Yang Mucheng's silence was a refusal, even if there were only the two of them present, she felt that she couldn't hold her face, and she turned around and was about to leave.
"Don't go! I'll take you up now. β
Yang Mucheng grabbed Song Xiaoyu's arm, didn't allow her to struggle, and took her into the apartment where he lived.
One bedroom and one living room, the room is so simple that there is nothing else except the necessary sofa and bed, desk, and a wardrobe.
"How clean is your house? I thought you didn't let me in because it was too dirty, or you had a secret. β
Song Xiaoyu's eyes widened and he looked around, almost daring to imagine that this was a place where a single man lived.
"I like to be neat and tidy, so I feel better."
Yang Mucheng went straight to the kitchen to boil water. He likes to be clean and tidy, but another reason he keeps his house so organized is that he can notice it as soon as someone sneaks into his room. Of course, this is a secret that cannot be said.
"Is it okay to drink tea? There is no coffee here, only tea that I brought from my hometown. β
Just when Song Xiaoyu was still looking left and right and marveling, Yang Mucheng sat down in front of the sofa with a kettle and two teacups, and turned to speak to Song Xiaoyu.
"Tea, just drink the tea you brought from your hometown."
Song Xiaoyu sat next to him in a hurry, completely forgetting the unpleasantness of being downstairs just now.
Yang Mucheng quietly made tea for him, and then continued to remain silent. Song Xiaoyu sat at the table holding a cup of steaming flower tea and drank it one by one.
"I brought a survey report of the investment company, from the location selection, the size of the site needed, the display of the house and office equipment, the required personnel, and the upfront investment cost, all of which were made. At the same time, there are several projects that are expected to be invested here. β
Song Xiaoyu took out the tablet from his bag, quickly opened it, and put it in front of Yang Mucheng for him to flip through.
Yang Mucheng's reading ability is excellent, ten lines a day, but he can clearly remember the content inside, two or three minutes later, he has finished reading the investigation report of the investment company made by Song Xiaoyu.
"Good work!"
Yang Mucheng poured Song Xiaoyu full of teacups that had become lighter. At this time, he noticed that there was a faint red in the depths of Song Xiaoyu's eyes, and he thought that this report must have been made by her working overtime every day for more than a week.
"Don't care if I'm working hard or not, do you think I'm doing a good job?"
Song Xiaoyu hugged the teacup and eagerly leaned forward. The two were sitting on a sofa, not far from each other, and her faces, almost together.
Yang Mucheng looked at Song Xiaoyu who was close in front of him, and smelled the unique smell of girls in his nose. Eyebrows were secretly raised, and he leaned back on the back of the sofa without a trace, and said with a smile: "I can't say good." Rather, great. It's better than I imagined. β
"Really?"
Song Xiaoyu took a step forward, and almost the whole person was about to fall on Yang Mucheng's body.
"Really."
Yang Mucheng frowned, nodded and replied. Then he got up gently, took out a bank card from the bedroom and handed it to Song Xiaoyu's hand, and said, "This is a bank card of three million, and I will hand it over to you now." The rest is up to you. However, you need to say hello to Mr. Song. β
"She just came back from Beijing recently, and she was so busy that she didn't have time to see me. I told her on the phone that I would help you open an investment company, and she said yes. He also said that he could lend me money to buy shares, but he would ask for interest. Hehe, I'm sure I'll borrow, but I just won't give her interest, see what she does. β
Song Xiaoyu was recognized by Yang Mucheng, and he was very happy, he couldn't help but take off his shoes, and the whole person was holding his legs in the sofa, indescribably naughty and cute.
Yang Mucheng saw that Song Xiaoyu obviously had no intention of leaving, and seeing that her current appearance was clearly hinting at something, intentionally or unintentionally, he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, standing in place, and didn't have the courage to sit back on the sofa.
Ding-woo! ββ
Just when Yang Mucheng was calm on the surface and secretly thought about what to do in his heart, the mobile phone suddenly rang.
Wang! ββ
It's already the middle of the night, and the person who called Yang Mucheng is actually Wang Dong?!
"What's wrong? Who called you? It's so late, it can't be any girl, right? β
Song Xiaoyu looked at Yang Mucheng's expression and spoke with a frown.
"Wang Dong! The current leader of the school's special training team. β
Yang Mucheng shook the phone screen to Song Xiaoyu.
"What did he call you for?"
Song Xiaoyu also frowned.
Yang Mucheng and Zhang Xiaoqi were bullied by Wang Dong and others when they first joined the special training team, and Song Xiaoyu already knew about it. Therefore, I have never had a good impression of the legendary seniors in this school.
Tonight, she originally wanted to further develop something with Yang Mucheng. In order to take this step, she did not know how much determination she had made and how much courage she had spent.
Now, he was suddenly interrupted by Wang Dong's inexplicable phone call, and his heart was naturally even more disgusted, and he looked at Yang Mucheng unhappily.
"Maybe there's something wrong with him. I'll answer the phone first. β
Yang Mucheng originally wanted to find an opportunity to avoid Song Xiaoyu tonight, but now that Wang Dong called, he must have something to find him, so he naturally had to connect.
"Hello, team leader."
Yang Mucheng spoke politely.
"Student Yang, do you have time to sit together?"
Wang Dong didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.
"Now?"
Yang Mucheng also didn't expect Wang Dong to be so direct, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
"Yes, is it convenient?"
Wang Dong's words seemed to be asking, but the tone was more like a direct order.
"Okay. Where to meet? β
After hesitating for more than ten seconds, Yang Mucheng replied.
"There is a cafΓ© at the intersection of Ping'an Road, which is open 24 hours, come here."
Wang Dong immediately reported the address.
"Okay, I'll be there soon."
Yang Mucheng hung up the phone after speaking.
"You're going out now? Wang Dong is not a good person, he embarrasses you everywhere, why do you still want to go when he asks you to go out? β
Song Xiaoyu listened to his words, and instinctively felt anxious.
"He embarrassed me openly and secretly, and obviously didn't treat me as his own. Now he is looking for me in the middle of the night, which means that something must be wrong with him. Since that's the case, I'm going to check it out. At the very least, I can know what's going on with him now. β
Yang Mucheng picked up his coat and made it look like he was going out.
At this time, Song Xiaoyu had no reason to continue to stay. He slammed the sofa hard, put on his shoes angrily, and walked to the door with his lips pouted. "Where are you going?" I'll send you. β
"No, I don't. It's getting late, you can go back to school early, I'll just take a taxi myself. Don't worry, I used to just see what he was looking for me to do, and nothing else would happen. β
Yang Mucheng smiled and comforted Song Xiaoyu, who was still full of emotions, and then went downstairs with her.
Song Xiaoyu threw the car door unhappily and walked away. Yang Mucheng stopped a taxi and soon arrived at the cafΓ© that Wang Dong said.
Originally, Yang Mucheng thought that Wang Dong would be alone. However, what he didn't expect was that Wang Dong actually sat with another person waiting for him. That's it, what made Yang Mucheng even more unexpected was that he actually knew the person sitting with Wang Dong.
Ruth?!
Wang Dong and Ruth were actually together, and the two of them talked happily, but it was not the first time they met.
"Master, you're here. You may be seated! β
As soon as Ruth saw Yang Mucheng enter the door, he hurriedly sat down in his seat and stood up, respectfully inviting Yang Mucheng to sit down.
"Ruth, how did you come to know our senior?"
Yang Mucheng sat down in the seat that Ruth had given him, and looked at the two people sitting side by side in puzzlement.
"A friend of mine runs a gym that Mr. Ruth sometimes goes to work out and I happen to be a regular there. By chance, the two of us met. When we were chatting the other day, I didn't expect the two of us to know you. Moreover, you are Mr. Ruth's master and my classmate, and they are both very good relationships, so I really can't say that this is not a fate. β
Wang Dong smiled and explained what happened to Yang Mucheng.
Yang Mucheng looked at Ruth, then at Wang Dong, smiled and nodded, and didn't say anything. With Wang Dong's temper and character, he will never talk to people in the gym for no reason, let alone have a good conversation inexplicably. Maybe for Ruth, it was really a coincidence. However, Yang Mucheng saw it in his eyes and felt that this was simply premeditated by Wang Dong.
Especially since the two of them are sitting together now, but they have to call him out for coffee late at night, and some of the things in it are all the more intriguing.
"Master, didn't you say you were going to the Imperial City this time? Why did you suddenly go to Hong Kong? If I knew you were going there, I would definitely go with you. β
Ruth spoke at this point.
"It was all arranged by the organizers, and I didn't know anything about it beforehand."
Yang Mucheng shrugged his shoulders to show that he really didn't know.
"Master, Wang Dong will go to Africa with me this summer, will you go with me then? I would like to invite you to our Ruth family. β
Ruth looked at Wang Dong before speaking.
"To Africa?"
Suddenly hearing Ruth's proposal, Yang Mucheng's eyebrows couldn't help but raise. This is something he never thought about.
However, when he thought of Africa, Yang Mucheng's mind suddenly conjured up a beautiful figure. A girl who came out of the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, thin and beautiful like grass after the rain. Now, she's abroad. It's just, is she okay outside alone?
After experiencing the shootout in Hong Kong, Yang Mucheng always had a sense of trepidation in his heart. There are still shootouts and riots in Hong Kong, and I wonder if the self-proclaimed democracy of the foreign world will be more dangerous. And in such a dangerous environment, is she doing well? (To be continued.) )