"Be prepared." Mi Zhi persuaded.

Wang Chengyou had nothing to do, and he was unwilling to compromise, so he said again: "I'm afraid that Brother Zhang will be too careful." In another six months, his contract as my driver will expire—"

Wang Chen raised his eyes to look at Wang Chengyou while serving the wild shepherd's cabbage soup, and interrupted him stiffly: "It's rare that you have this heart." ”

Wang Chengyou was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to thank him, when he heard his father continue: "I don't want to bear the disaster without reason." How can people who are indifferent to the lessons of the past learn from others and use them for their own use? ”

Lowering his eyelids, Wang Chengyou no longer distinguished.

After dinner, Wang Chengyou was in Cao Yingxin and played a few bridge games with his father, mother and Wang Zhifeng in Handi. Seeing that Wang Chengyou was not giving up, Mi Zhi cooperated and yawned. Wang Chen was considerate of Mi Zhi, and after the meal, he played cards and broke up like this.

"Good night, Mom and Dad!"

After saying goodbye, the two teenagers walked side by side to the elevator.

Wang Chen sat at the card table and looked up, the green figure that went hand in hand was really a good scenery that he never got tired of seeing.

"Why don't I know, when did you pay so much attention to Xu Qinglai?" As soon as the elevator door closed, Wang Zhifeng asked Wang Chengyou with a smile.

The brushed gold door of the elevator room was spotlessly wiped by the housekeeping staff, like a mirror, reflecting the handsome faces of two long-bodied teenagers.

Wang Chengyou's gaze fell on that smile. It's obviously the corners of the mouth pointing upward, but it gives people a cynical feeling.

"Do you know, who Xu Qinglai likes?" The king wind continues.

Wang Chengyou's eyes rolled and he thought about it. So, surprise instantly burst out on his face: "Could it be you?" ”

Wang Zhifeng smiled silently, his eyes were clearly proud.

"No, it won't." Wang Chengyou immediately asserted, with a half-star smile.

"What wouldn't?"

"You're not going to like her."

Wang Zhifeng's face was immediately unhappy. Indeed, he can't look down on Xu Qinglai, who is unlearned and unskilled. Even if she is a fake daughter. Teenagers, always idealistic.

"So...... Hehe, I don't have as many standards as you anyway. Wang Chengyou deliberately misled.

Wang Zhifeng sneered and didn't speak again.

The elevator doors had already opened. Almost when they were about to close, the two of them strode out at the same time. Fortunately, the elevator car is big enough and the door is wide enough.

Exiting the elevator door, the two men turned around. Neither said goodbye to the other.

Wang Chengyou was happy to have done something bad, and happily entered his room.

Reluctant to wait for Mo Yan, he immediately called and told Mo Yan everything his mother heard from Mrs. Xu.

Mo Yan'an listened to him quietly, and responded with a "um" from time to time, Wang Chengyou carefully captured the beautiful voice in his ears, assuming that Mo Yan was by his side, and his mood was incomparably comfortable.

"So, as long as you contact Xu Qinglai, all the problems will be solved?" Mo Yan's calm voice came.

Well, I have a line of thought with Wang, Arrogant, and Wind.

"I don't believe she can hold back and not go online." Mo Yan continued.

Hey, yes!

Wang Chengyou felt that his eyes lit up. This is a good idea, even if she doesn't update her WeChat, Weibo and other social software, it will inevitably log in. This one...... Uncle police should want to get it too, right?

The little spark of hope dimmed slightly.

"I know that Xu Qinglai has a trumpet, but I don't know if her family knows about it." Mo Yan said.

"You use the trumpet to contact her."

"I deleted the temporary chat history of the trumpet."

Wang Chengyou just wanted to say that maybe he could find a professional to recover, but he heard Mo Yan continue: "However, I heard from my mother that her mobile phone was missing, and it was probably left in Uncle Xu Qinglai's car. And my mom still keeps this chat history. Can I trouble you, talk to Xu Qinglai's uncle, and let him contact the trumpet above? ”

What a sweet burden.

Wang Chengyou agreed without hesitation.

It was his honor to leave the difficulties to him to solve.

He was so happy that he completely forgot that the reason why difficulties were difficulties was caused by his lies and bragging.

"I'll give you feedback as soon as I have news."

After hanging up Mo Yan's phone with reluctance, Wang Chengyou hesitated. Where did he know Xu Qinglai's uncle, but he had heard that he was not doing his job properly, and he was a harm to the Xu family.

At that time, I didn't know if it was my father or my mother, and I sighed with emotion, the scourge has grown up and become a local tyrant, but no one dares to point fingers casually.

How do I contact Xu Qinglai's uncle?

Wang Chengyou held his chin and circled around the room.

Eventually, he decided to take a gamble.

He dodged out the door and crept towards his father's study—in case Wang Zhifeng heard the movement, he would come out of the room to join in the fun.

After only two steps, a sudden gust of hot wind came from behind him, and then he was counterattacked.

The hot, fluffy black back and white feet side Mu doughnut was overjoyed to smell and lick Wang Chengyou. Wang Chengyou had no choice but to stay for a while to enjoy it.

"Shhhh

Wang Chengyou raised his finger to silence. Donuts sit upright.

"Knock on the door."

Wang Chengyou made a gesture to slam the door, and at the same time pointed to the door of his father's study.

Donut walked up quite gracefully, raised one paw, and slammed the door. No one responded, indicating that Dad was not in the study.

Yes! God help me!

Wang Chengyou leaned over, squatted down, patted the doughnut's head, scratched the doughnut's neck, crossed his hands, and said to it, "Guard." ”

Wang Chengyou decided to bet that after his mother, no one would make a call from a landline, so that he only needed a replay button to go straight to Xu Qinglai's house.

Of course, if this plan fails, I have to beg my mother.

Wang Chengyou entered his father's study, didn't dare to turn on the light, and relied on his memory, walked to the desk of the large class, and picked up the telephone receiver. For fear of pressing the wrong button, I deliberately confirmed it with the bright light of the mobile phone screen, and then pressed it carefully.

Toot, toot, toot. Anxiously waiting.

Xu is phone number worked, and after a long time, a tired middle-aged middle school girl whispered in her ear: "Mrs. Wang?" ”

"No, I'm Mrs. Wang's son Wang Chengyou, an alumnus of Xu Qinglai, excuse me, it's Aunt Xu, right?"

"Yes."

"I've got something straight to say. I heard that Uncle Xu Qinglai has a mobile phone in his hand that he just got yesterday, and there is a four-person chat group in the mobile phone, and there is Xu Qinglai's trumpet in the group. I thought, if this trumpet can be contacted—"

"Really?" Mrs. Xu over there exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, I still happened to-"

Wang Chengyou stopped halfway through speaking. Because there was already a busy sound coming from the earpiece. The phone was hung up by Mrs. Xu, who saw a glimmer of light. It must have been too exciting.

In the dark room, Wang Chengyou stood on the phone for a while. After watching for a while, I didn't hear any phone calls coming in. There is a feeling of standing in the wilderness of time.

There was the sound of a doughnut scratching the door with a meat pad at the door, and Wang Chengyou hurriedly pasted it towards the door. I can't hear the extra talking, and I hope the donut doesn't pit him.

Quietly open a crack in the door, as far as the eye can see, it is quiet.

Wang Chengyou flashed out of the study, and only then did he cautiously close the door of the study, and heard a "poof" laugh behind him.

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