……

'Doing her'?

Looking at the crying and complaining look on Su Caiwei's little face, Qingyun hurriedly hugged her, and ran the train in her mouth without hesitation.

"Good sister, where is this to abuse you?

It's because I think this kind of dance is the best only if you dance, because ......

Huh! I think I can give you another position. ”

Teacher Xiao Su, who was still in his arms, was stunned when he heard this, raised his head suddenly, and a pair of deer eyes glared at him with tears in his eyes.

What does it mean!

Can't coax people?!

How do you talk about it...... You're going to transfer her?!

Xiaoqing always threatens female employees, right?

Qingyun stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl, "Chief Hardening Engineer." ”

As for who is the chief softening engineer, it's hard to say, it depends on performance.

There is no comparison at the moment, and you have to compete in the same field to draw a fair conclusion.

Teacher Xiao Su, who was frowning, thought for a long time before he understood what he meant, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should continue to be angry or laugh.

Is it so coaxing to do so?

Big color embryo!

That's what happens in my head!

But...... Isn't Qin Manman as good as her?

emmm…… Should be!

That little is too big and has too strong aura, so it's better to pretend to be herself!

But it's not like the little man is lying to her, right?

Looking at Teacher Xiao Su's expression that was made to cry and laugh by himself, Emperor Yun sighed in his heart.

No matter what kind of woman she is, as long as there is room for the 'method of comparison of victory', this trick is actually more effective than anything else.

He continued, "You see, like Manqianying Yueyue, they don't have the soft charm of water on your body at all, so they can't wear your beauty to the bone to instantly ignite my temptation. ”

While consolidating the foundation of the comparative victory, Emperor Yun felt that this time the level should let Teacher Xiao Su dance the squatting dance, the shame dance, and the flying dance!

Like Su Daji, the fairy spirit fluttering to the extreme of inner charm, it is a waste not to jump.

Hearing this, Teacher Xiao Su suddenly felt sour when he heard this, and his face was like a flying twist on him, and then he said in frustration,

"Nonsense! Manman is a natural clothes rack and looks good in anything. ”

As for a dwarf at an airfield......

Su Daji said that there is no need to be afraid!

The Qin Manman she was targeting, to be honest, she had to admit that Qin Manman, whether it was his clothes or figure, made her jealous when she saw it.

Qingyun blinked her eyes and immediately retorted, "It's really good for Manman to wear modern clothes, but she is born with a big skeleton and can't wear the classical beauty of yours, while Qianying wears ancient costumes...... It's no different from the bride's sister, Yueyue...... emmm…… Yueyue is suitable for the sassy style of the workplace. ”

Emperor Yun said that he was very realistic.

He said that Qin Manman, who is close to 180 years tall, is not suitable for ancient costumes at all.

In particular, the temperament of the empress who looks down on the world that is revealed from time to time on her body is more suitable for ancient men's clothing such as flying fish suits.

It belongs to wearing men's clothes, and others know that it is a woman pretending to be a man's clothes at a glance, but when wearing women's clothes, others will suspect that it is a pseudo-mother.

The flying fish suit without wearing obscene pants is very convenient.

And Mistress Qianying...... There's always a way to make any outfit feel like children's clothing, so forget it, she has her own suit.

Lolita in a double ponytail and a small suit in shawl hair.

The main thing is to play with a hug.

As for Chen Yue...... Emperor Yun said that Minister Chen, who was lying on the desk with only trousers and underwear, and put his hair on his beautiful back, was pure in the workplace.

Listening to the little man's comments on the women's 'foul language', the more Mr. Xiao Su listened, the more his face burned, but the little grievance in his heart disappeared.

These little smash flowers that are more fun than the other!

But......

"Do I really look good in a period costume?"

Teacher Xiao Su said that in addition to the Zhouli costume that was performed, she has never worn other costumes.

Looking at Su Daji's face with a blushing but slightly eager expression, Emperor Yun smiled, "Won't you know if you try it another day?" ”

Su Caiwei hesitated for a moment, lowered her little head and nodded lightly.

She also wanted to see what she looked like in period costume.

Judging from the wide robe and long-sleeved Zhouli costume, it is definitely not ugly, but she is also quite curious about what it looks like to wear that kind of fairy-like waist-length skirt or light saro skirt.

Qingyun was overjoyed when he saw this, patted his chest and said that he didn't need Teacher Xiao Su to die, and this matter was on him.

The more Su Caiwei listened, the more wrong she became, and she glanced at him, "Where are you going to buy it?" ”

Buy a costume, why did the society die?

Emperor Yun was instantly tested, and Abba Abba didn't know what to say.

He knows where he wants to buy it, and QQ underwear store must have it.

But if you say this, you will definitely be beaten to death by Teacher Xiao Su.

But a regular hanfu shop...... If he remembers correctly, Huaguo's first professional brand Hanfu store, 'Return to Hantang', was opened in Jincheng in 2006.

And Qin Manman and Tang Qianying, the two mothers-in-law's Hanfu, are all custom-made in Jincheng's silk village.

Su Caiwei gave him an angry look, "I'll do it myself, there are a few shops on Changning Road in Huating that can make Hanfu." ”

Emperor Yun shrugged his shoulders and pushed her towards the office building in the distance.

She does hers, he buys him, and he doesn't delay anything.

It's nothing more than what she bought and wore when she went out, and he bought it and wore it on bed.

However, in early autumn, it is normal to wear a cool dress at night.

What's more, at the moment on a college campus full of youth, if you don't take advantage of each other's youth to do something that youth should do, do you have to wait until you are old and then be ashamed to be old?

In this regard, the old principal said that he had something to say.

The conversation between the two was not in secret in the office, Wang Dechao invited Qingyun to take a walk around the campus, chatting as he walked.

Qingyun seemed to understand something when he heard this, took off his mask and hat, and even took off the sunglasses he wore every day, handed them to Su Caiwei, and walked slowly along the main road of the school with Wang Dechao.

Su Caiwei, who followed behind the two, deliberately took a few steps behind, leaving the space for the old and the young, but she was wearing a little man's sunglasses and looking at the familiar campus.

In the morning, the sun shines through the blue sky on the old teaching building, and the golden spots of light and the red bricks and green tiles complement each other, as if telling the years and stories of the campus.

On the playground, a group of students in sportswear are sweating, and their laughter and cheering are one after another, full of vitality and vitality.

On the basketball court, the vigorous figure is jumping, the basketball is crossing a graceful arc in the air, and every score is accompanied by warm applause and cheers.

On the track, the running students either ran alone or in groups, their faces full of confidence and perseverance, as if they were chasing their dreams and future.

On the lawn in front of the library, several students sit together, or discuss academic issues, or share interesting stories in life, and the books and notes in their hands record the accumulation of knowledge and the spark of ideas.

Not far away, a girl sat quietly on a bench, holding a book of poetry in her hand, immersed in the sea of words, enjoying the tranquility and poetry of early autumn.

On the campus path, the fallen leaves began to fall quietly, and the students either hurriedly walked or walked leisurely, their figures stretched in the autumn sun, like the silhouette of youth, recording this good time.

Occasionally, a couple walks hand in hand, whispering with a happy smile on their faces, making people feel the beauty and sweetness of love.

After going around the main road, the old principal went back to the building, leaving Emperor Yun in the demon wind of Guanghua Building.

Su Caiwei curiously stepped forward and asked what the two were talking about, so that he was standing here so unrelentingly.

And the little man's answer made her only stand in this demon wind and follow the mess.

"I didn't talk about anything serious, the old principal only said that he would accompany him around the campus, and told me the allusions to Xianghui Hall, the School History Museum, the Jian Gong Hall, and the Yizhu Hall."

Looking at Qingyun who was thoughtful, Su Caiwei was also stunned.

That's it? It's gone?

This time, it wasn't the little man who asked the old principal to make an appointment, but the old principal took the initiative to ask him!

We met but didn't talk anything, just walked around the campus.

When it comes to these attractions, they are actually just like that.

And the little man's frowning and thinking at the moment, and then he seemed to have a slight understanding, made her even more puzzled.

The university campus in early autumn is a picture full of youth.

In the early autumn of the industrial park, it is a busy look.

In the early autumn afternoon, the sun shines through the sparse clouds of Pengcheng and sprinkles every corner of Xingtianxia Industrial Park.

The autumn breeze brings a hint of coolness and the joy of harvest.

Wu Junjun, who was wearing a simple gray suit, followed his one-year-old son Wu Dao with his hands behind his back and walked around his own park, his face full of pride and satisfaction.

Xiao Wu Dao is the age of a toddler, pushing the walker, every step seems immature and firm.

His every movement attracted his father's attention, and Wu Junjun's heart was full of warmth and happiness.

In the middle of the sound, Wu Junjun squatted down and hugged the little guy who couldn't walk and began to sit on the ground to play tricks, pointed to the hot construction site not far away, and said softly to his son,

"Look, Daodao, that is the second phase of our new industrial park, where there will be an intelligent workshop in the future, and there will be many high-tech products from there to the world in the future."

Wu Army's proud tone did not attract his son's attention.

Xiao Wudao looked at the rumbling pile drivers and excavators not far away, waving the sales excitedly, his eyes flashing with curiosity and yearning, "Honghong!" Yellow Yellow! Daddy, Daddy, High! ”

Wu Junjun smiled and lifted the little guy up and let him ride on his neck, and the two masters stood there, watching the busy work of Da Hong and Xiao Huang.

Fan Li, Wu Junjun's second wife, was the first secretary at the beginning of his business, and then turned into the office director, and was standing beside them at the moment, looking at the father and son, with a gentle smile on her face.

"Red red smash! Yellow digging! ”

Mr. Da Wu thought that Mr. Xiao Wu's summary was very concise and in place, and laughed there.

"Old Wu, you see how smart you are, you will definitely be able to take over your class in the future."

Fan Li said softly, her eyes revealing a beautiful vision for the future.

"Haha, that's not necessarily, I hope he can have his own choice and go the way he wants."

Wu Jun responded with a smile, but his tone was noncommittal.

Second marriage, son in his 40s, obviously this is not his first child.

He also has a daughter, who was admitted to Huaqing University last year to major in computer science, which is his pride.

My son is one and a half years old and still staggering when he walks, and he can only say a few words when he speaks, although he is no different from an ordinary child.

But the daughter Wu Wanying was ...... back then

One and a half years old has been running all over the ground, and he can also output some long sentences completely, clearly indicating his intentions.

It can only be said that the son is an ordinary person, and the daughter has been a genius since she was a child.

The inheritance of incense depends on the son, but the enterprise ......

Wu Junjun shook his head, it's really not good, just sell the company out when you get old in the future.

Seeing this, Fan Li's heart was sour.

She really wanted to say that Wu Wanying, who was against his father and daughter, followed her mother's surname, and now she is called Mu Wanying.

But this kind of thing, she is a junior and a high-ranking person, and she would never dare to say it in front of Wu Jun.

She sighed slightly in her heart, and a smile appeared on her face, "I want to take Daodao to Yanjing to see his sister on National Day, and take Wanying to buy some clothes by the way." ”

After all, the age gap between Wu Lu and Wu Dao is too big, and in the future, he may really have to rely on Wu Dao's cheap sister to help Wu Dao stabilize the country.

Fan Li's ascension is actually relatively peaceful.

It was Wu Junjun's ex-wife Mu Jingzhi who took the initiative to propose the divorce.

Mu Jingzhi was originally a noble daughter from a noble family in the capital, and when she was in college, she had a bad relationship with the peasant son Wu Jun, and she had to come together in the wrong way.

However, after living for a long time, the three views are always different, and they quarrel all year round.

And because Wu Junjun lived a debauched life under sudden wealth, he often fooled around outside, and Wu Jun's mother thought that she couldn't give birth to a son, so she often spoke ill of each other, and finally divorced.

Therefore, Wu Wanying, who severed the father-daughter relationship with Wu Jun, has no bad feelings towards Fan Li, who has often picked her up since she was a child, and the two get along quite well.

Wu Junjun nodded when he heard this.

Years of husband and wife quarrels and the splint of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflicts have made him have no feelings for his ex-wife for a long time, but his daughter is his own heart after all, and he owes a debt in his last life.

I wanted to explain how Fan Li went to Yanjing for a few words, but after thinking about it, Wu Junjun still didn't say anything.

Just sighed slightly, he took his son's hanging hand around his neck, and taught his son what this is and what that is.

After ten years of ups and downs in the business world, Wu Jun actually didn't want his children to embark on the road of business.

In his opinion, succession is not inevitable.

The child is willing, and has this talent, there is no problem in taking over.

If he didn't have this talent, even if he wanted to, he wouldn't have put the company in their hands.

It is better to buy more assets, so that they can collect rent and food without worry, rather than seeing a loser.

And Fan Li was standing behind him, gently lifting Wu Dao's buttocks, relieving the pressure on Wu Dao's neck and shoulders.

"Daodao, this is the world ...... you and your sister"

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(End of chapter)