The two talked happily, and Feng Xiaoling took her mobile phone to record this scene and prepare to publish it in the newspaper tomorrow.

Only Xu Fanjia retreated to the side a little lonely.

After coming out of the ward, Feng Xiaoling walked half a meter away from Tang Lian's side and reported the next itinerary for her: "First go to the Obsidian Hotel to meet the investment investors, then go to the Malay Golf Course to play with Wang Ju, and then go to the Weixing Welfare Institute to visit the children." ”

Then he said: "Because you have been delayed in the hospital for too long, the remaining time is only enough to pick two to do." ”

Tang Lian didn't want to think about it: "Push off the ball contract with the king." ”

Feng Xiaoling ruthlessly gave advice: "Wang Ju is usually very busy, today he specially took the time to discuss with you about the impact of "Waste Master" on reality, the materials have been prepared, and any solution selected can improve your status in the main family." ”

"Then push it off..."

"Neither can you attract investors." Feng Xiaoling predicted in advance, "While providing a solution, without the support of the investor, the success rate of this plan will be greatly reduced, and whether it can deal well with the investor is also a matter of concern to the housewife." ”

Tang Lian lowered her eyes: "But... The children in the welfare home were waiting for me. ”

"Going to the welfare home is just an extra trip today, and condolences to the veterans are enough to reflect your closeness to the people, and it doesn't have much impact on whether you go or not, and there is not much room for icing on the cake."

Feng Xiaoling said again: "Xu Boshan has always wanted his grandson to contribute to the country, maybe you can use your right to arrange for him to enlist in the army, Xu Boshan must be happy when he knows it, and the main mother is also..."

"That's enough." Tang Lian suddenly turned around, "That kid wears ice sleeves in the summer, and he must have a tattoo on his arm, even if I use my power, I just let him test again, how can I directly arrange to join the team?" Cheating is also too obvious. ”

"You're helping him."

"Don't impose the ideas of the elders on the juniors." She said coldly, "And I don't think he is willing to go through the back door, only the weak will look for shortcuts, besides, Xu Fanjia is a descendant of heroes and has his own dignity, I don't have a reason to give charity, wouldn't it make him very unhappy?" ”

Feng Xiaoling helped her glasses and said, "This is not charity." ”

"Why not? I didn't earn it by my own efforts! ”

Tang Lian suddenly thought that Shi Xin agreed to measure her strength to save her from fire and water, is this considered a charity?

She was embarrassed.

After a burst of resentment, he lowered his head helplessly and softened his voice: "Visiting the veterans is not my show, don't say what I say is as ruthless as you." ”

Feng Xiaoling did not answer.

Tang Lian cleaned up her expression and rushed to the next venue: "Help me arrange a trip to the Weixing Welfare Institute, and tell the children that I will definitely go tomorrow." ”

"Yes."

Xu Fanjia, who was still in the ward, silently put the peeled orange at the head of the bed, and when he saw Xu Boshan closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep, he sighed silently, got up and went to the corridor.

He clicked on the WeChat chat box: "Sister Xin, Tang Lian has been here." ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Condolences to the veterans."

Shi Xin also learned today that the source of Xu Fanjia's "wanting to serve the country" was his heroic grandfather.

Three generations in the army, it doesn't matter if he continues to do so, the important thing is to make his grandfather happy.

This touching filial piety...

She crackled and typed, "It's good that it didn't affect the rest of the hospital." ”

Xu Fan added: "It's Sister Xin who has the strength!" Solve it quickly, otherwise there will be enough chaos. ”

Sweet mouth as always.

Shi Xin smiled and looked up at the absent-minded Zhang Su.

"Distracted?"

"Huh?"

The familiar coffee shop, unlike last time, is that there is no charter and no confrontation.

On weekend afternoons, people start to enter at one o'clock, and the wind chimes on the door are jingling and pleasant.

The position is changed, the two sit in the corner, the glass window reflects the virtual shadow, the wind outside the window is warm, the sky is cloudless, and the sunny day is near the university town, and it is inevitable that people come and go, noisy and noisy.

Shi Xin didn't care about the image, his legs were folded, his elbows were propped up on the windowsill, he leaned on the sofa, and turned his head to watch the news on his mobile phone.

Zhang Su sat opposite, also holding a mobile phone, and the screen page was the game content.

He worked hard for a long time, and he was still spinning around in the original novice village, and the other maps were not opened, but the chance of encountering Zhiwei was too great, and there were better rewards but no matching strength.

If you know that you can't get it, why don't you just stay where you started, maybe you can stay up and get lucky?

This is his hopeless predicament, and it is the same situation that 80% of the qualified players in this world have encountered.

So "The Wild Lord" came just to eliminate them, accounting for 80% of them?

He's not reconciled...

ordered a cup of milk tea at the next table, and Zhang Su inevitably remembered when he worked in a milk tea shop.

Modern people really like to drink milk tea, and the store manager is stingy, only hiring him one employee, from entertaining guests to logistics, he is all doing it alone.

From morning to night, he couldn't find a chance to breathe, from eight o'clock to eleven o'clock at night, he was tired like a dog, he got up to work, and when he was finished, he slept less than six hours a day in order to catch up with the commute...

Will there really be a rich second generation to do this kind of stupid work?

How is it possible, only poor ghosts will go!

The poor ghost rich second generation is not a ridicule of him, but an exact description.

"Distracted?"

"Huh?"

Zhang Su turned his head and found that he was stunned when he looked at the cup of milk tea, and the girl who ordered the milk tea smiled shyly, perhaps mistaking his distraction for obsession.

Doesn't matter.

He looked at Shi Xin, and still put on a look of being unapproachable, just like when he first saw him at school, he was obviously covered in cheap clothes, but he could be neither humble nor arrogant to anyone or anything, and even ridiculed, slandered, and gossiped in private.

Isn't it really acting?

From childhood to adulthood, Zhang Su's living expenses must be paid only when he has excellent grades, and his stepmother and her son always get in the way, and the man who is far away does not ask much, and it is common to be hungry and full, until he goes to college and gets better after his stepmother dies.

He was born in high society, but he couldn't really live a high society life, and the embarrassment reminded him all the time of the importance of power, money, and independence.

After the college entrance examination, going to work in a bubble tea shop is not to experience life, not to be modest, not to be self-disciplined, not to discriminate and not to eat this.

It's poor.

How much room does an ordinary person have to struggle and rise?

How big is the amount of money that wanders around the rich second-generation group?

A rich life is not something that can be obtained by hard work, he must take shortcuts.

Therefore, even if you are poor, you must pretend to be decent, because you can get more benefits from being noble than from being low.

Zhang Su was really happy when he became the master of the faceless cloak!

It was the hope that suddenly appeared in his depressed life, the rope on which he climbed up from his disgusted life!

The Hour Core cut it off.

(End of chapter)