Seventeen snorted, told him everything that had just happened in the office, and asked innocently, "What does the young master want me to do?" ”

"Fool." Thirteen patted him on the head, "Investigate that thing." You, as a person, still have to follow the young lady and be a little secret guard. ”

Seventeen was stunned, looked incredulous, and asked stupidly, "Really?" ”

"Really, really, how could I lie to you." Thirteen's expression was serious and serious.

Seventeen nodded, "Okay, I'll go right away." ”

As he spoke, he removed Thirteen's hand from his shoulder and walked away.

As soon as he turned his head, his face changed.

The original silly vanity disappeared without a trace, replaced by a flash of shrewdness.

Thirteen shook his head, looked at his back and sighed, and went to Si Xiuwen's office.

Knock Knock –

He knocked lightly on the door.

"Enter." The man's deep voice came out.

Thirteen walked in and wanted to report on today's work. Before he could speak, Si Xiuwen made a silent gesture.

He closed his mouth, first glanced at his young master, found that he was not noticed, and quietly looked at the remote control on the desktop.

I thought to myself, what did he want to do when he asked Seventeen to bring this thing?

"What about the two brothers?" Si Xiuwen asked.

Thirteen was still stunned, looking up at him helplessly.

However, fortunately, his mind quickly returned, licked his lips, and said: "Today they are still learning to be familiar with the company's affairs, and they have not taken over any work. ”

"Let them do whatever they want."

Si Xiuwen said as he looked at the things in his hand.

Thirteen sharp-eyed discoveries, it was a picture of Xin Shuitong in the court.

So, when your boss is at work, she still thinks about the little wife at home?

Thinking like this, he unconsciously shivered, and goosebumps came out all over his body.

"Young Master, why are you doing this?" After much hesitation, he couldn't help but ask.

Those interests are eye-popping to look at. But Si Xiuwen had also rejected a lot of things before to seek improper profits.

Now, how did you agree to the cooperation of those two people?

Even if you don't know the truth, just from the point of view, you know that the other party has bad intentions.

How can a businessman not want profits?

"I'm happy." Si Xiuwen glanced at him lightly.

Thirteen's heart trembled.

Wayward!

Big guy!

When he didn't say anything.

Thirteen bowed his head silently.

"Yan Qing has appeared in the imperial capital recently, you talk to the police and help chase him." Si Xiuwen began to talk about other things.

Thirteen's brow was furrowed so much that he could pick up mosquitoes.

He just couldn't figure it out.

But the work ethic made him nod his head and replied, "I see." ”

"All afternoon meetings were postponed, and only morning work was left in the future." An indifferent command sounded again.

Thirteen's eyes widened, and he asked stupidly, "Is it tomorrow, or later?" ”

For a workaholic, working overtime is normal. Si Xiuwen actually took the initiative to stay for only half a day?

"Every day." The man raised his head and stared at him like a fool.

Stared at by this cold gaze, Thirteen only felt panicked all over his body, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

He's a secret guard, it's not easy to be a guard!

Doing more difficult work than everyone else, and being attacked by cold air all the time.

It's so hard!

Thirteen has a bitter face, and there is nothing to love.

Si Xiuwen finally signed the last pile of documents, threw the pen casually, and just threw it into the pen holder.

He stood up, picked up the coat on the back of the chair, simply draped it on the car, and kicked the chair into the table with his foot, with a smile on his face, "Go home!" ”

Thirteen couldn't believe it, and looked up sharply.

What is the situation with this inexplicable weird smile?

Before he could answer, Si Xiuwen had already walked to the door.

He hurried to follow and instructed the driver to drive the car out.

When the two walked out of the company, the driver happened to stop at the door, and without command, he consciously drove home.

"You can go back in the afternoon." In the car, the man's voice was cold, but with a vague smile.

Thirteen pursed his lips and did not speak.

After a while, the car stopped safely at the door of the division's house.

Si Xiuwen was in a happy mood and got out of the car briskly.

The remaining two people all looked strange, staring at his figure in a daze.

"You say, what's wrong with the young master?" Thirteen questions.

The driver suddenly laughed, "Maybe I'm in the swamp of love." ”

"How is that possible?" Thirteen subconscious rebuttals.

However, this young master's thoughts are not something that ordinary people can speculate. Thinking about it, Thirteen hurriedly got out of the car, and didn't know what he should do.

Usually, Si Xiuwen would always assign him a bunch of tasks. Today, I was suddenly idle, and I was a little panicked!

Fortunately, there was still a matter of Yan Qing, Thirteen sighed and hurried to work again.

He may have been born to work hard!

As soon as Si Xiuwen went home, he instructed the cook to prepare lunch quickly, "I want thirty servings, and the taste is arranged by yourself." ”

The cook's hands stiffened, and he asked in disbelief, "Thirty?" ”

The servant stopped what he was doing and listened with his ear.

"Hmm." The man nodded and went upstairs to change his clothes.

Uncle Lai took his mobile phone and quietly followed him.

Si Xiuwen opened the door, glanced at Uncle Lai out of the corner of his eye, the shallow smile on his face slowly faded, and Zhengse asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Look at this." Uncle Lai turned on the screen of his mobile phone and held his two hands in front of him.

He lowered his head and happened to see the scene of Xin Shuitong's careful handling of the case.

Involuntarily showed a smile and took the phone, "What kind of software is this?" ”

At the bottom of the screen, the court where the woman was located was written.

This is a public account.

Uncle Lai said the name of the software and the name of the account one by one, and said in a deep voice: "When Mrs. asks you to be free, give her a call back." ”

"Got it." Si Xiuwen returned the phone to him and went downstairs coldly.

There was no preparation to call Song Man.

However, how could Song Man, who always pays attention to his son's movements, just let him go?

Before he could sit down, the phone began to vibrate wildly.

As soon as he saw that it was Song Man's, he silently threw it aside and ignored it.

After a while, it finally stopped.

At this time, Uncle Lai came over again, he covered the microphone, and said in a silent voice, "Madame's phone." ”

Si Xiuwen waved his hand, signaling that he was not there.

"You stinky boy, if you don't answer my phone again, I'll go live with you for a while." Song Man seemed to be able to see his movements and began to threaten.

"I'm not here." Si Xiuwen ordered Uncle Lai with his mouth again.