Chapter 952: Count You Lucky Today

Luo Jun knocked on the door, and Xiao Ding came over and opened the door.

"Hello Uncle Ding."

Luo Jun immediately greeted him politely.

Xiao Ding, who was originally a little bit of a mustard for the little guy, saw Luo Jun now, and immediately looked at how pleasing to the eye, and immediately reached out to pick him up from the ground, "Silently, come, let my uncle hug him well!" ”

Picking up the little guy, Xiao Ding didn't forget to make a look at Luo Xiaoqian.

Luo Xiaoqian walked in the door and saw Leng Zimo sitting on the hospital bed, with a laptop on his lap, concentrating on the files on the screen, and on the table next to him, he didn't move the breakfast that Xiaoding bought.

"Damn it!" Seeing a work progress under his hand, he just scolded angrily, slammed the computer screen, threw the laptop aside, he got out of bed, took the mobile phone from the small table, dialed a number, "Within ten days, complete all the progress that should be completed, otherwise it will ......"

Turning around, he saw Luo Xiaoqian standing in front of him, tilting her head and smiling, he was slightly stunned, and naturally showed her a smile, "Wait for me!" ”

"Good!" The scolded subordinate on the other side of the phone hurriedly agreed.

"I didn't mean you!" Leng Zimo said angrily.

"Uncle Zimo, good morning." Luo Jun in Xiao Ding's arms smiled and waved his little hand to him.

"Good morning." Leng Zimo immediately replied with a smile.

"Good morning, too!" The subordinate on the other end of the phone who was scolded was already honestly afraid, "Mr. Leng, I know that this time the progress is a little slower, and there is indeed an objective reason for this matter......"

"Objective reasons?!" Leng Zimo was about to go crazy again, but when he saw Luo Xiaoqian holding up the corners of his lips with his fingers, motioning for him to smile, looking at her cute appearance, he just chuckled, "Okay, okay, you are lucky today, two weeks, two weeks at most, you must catch up with the progress I want." ”

Hanging up the phone, Leng Zimo looked at Luo Xiaoqian in front of him a little helplessly, and immediately walked towards Xiaoding, who was holding Luo Jun, "Silently, did you have any nightmares yesterday?" ”

"Nope." The little guy shook his head, "Does Uncle Zimo's hand still hurt?" ”

"Of course it doesn't hurt." Leng Zimo replied with a smile.

When the two were chatting, the knock on the door had already sounded again, Luo Xiaoqian walked over and opened the door, and Leng Zirui stood outside the door.

"All the best." whispered to her, Leng Zi stepped into the door, "I heard that someone was honorably injured, and I will come to offer condolences, why don't you see anyone taking over?!" ”

Seeing his younger brother, Leng Zimo only frowned slightly, "This Shen Xiaochuan betrayed me again?!" ”

On the side, Luo Xiaoqian listened to it in her ears, and could only apologize to Shen Yizhou, this time, he completely carried the black pot for Luo Xiaoqian.

When Luo Jun saw Leng Zirui, he immediately slipped out of Xiao Ding's arms excitedly and ran in front of Leng Zirui, "Uncle Zirui! ”

With a promise, Leng Zirui squatted down, held the little guy's shoulder, looked at him carefully, and then grabbed it in mid-air with his right hand.

"Silently, guess what Uncle brought you?!"

Luo Jun looked at his clenched palm and shook his head slightly.

"Take a closer look!" Leng Zirui slowly opened his palm, and there was a bullet shell lying quietly in his palm, with a small hole on it, tied with a very beautiful silver chain.

"Wow, that's great!" The little guy immediately took it excitedly and showed it to Luo Xiaoqian, "Mom, look, the necklace made of bullet shells!" ”……