"Who are you talking to so frivolously?" Yuan Qingfeng's face turned red. "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know!" the boy said, pouting.

"Be careful!" Yuan Qingfeng glared at him and shouted, "You have found the wrong person! Dare to approach Guo Xiaoxi again......"

"How's it going?"

The boy leaned over with a hippie smile and asked.

"A harsh judgment will await you!"

"Trial?"

The boy chuckled.

"Will judgment be as easy as tickling?"

He looked at Yuan Qingfeng with a smile, as if he was looking at a rare human race.

"Yes, I'm just pursuing Guo Xiaoxi!!!" The boy shouted loudly: "Are you her protector? or spokesperson? If you want to judge me, you can try it!!"

"You guy!"

Yuan Qingfeng took a step forward and grabbed the boy again!

Anyway, today is today, although Guo Xiaoxi is not a candidate for his future wife, he has always regarded her as a very close person in his heart, and he will never allow anyone to bully her.

"What did you just say?" Yuan Qingfeng pushed at the boy. "What are you talking about, stinky boy!"

"Boy?" The boy grabbed Yuan Qingfeng with his backhand, and his eyes widened: "Do you say I'm a brat?" or a stinky boy?"

"Yes, stinky boy!" Yuan Qingfeng was furious.

"You're looking for death, aren't you?" the boy was furious.

"What are you doing?!Stop!!"

Guo Xiaoxi, who was already stupid, finally came to his senses. She hurried over, stopped between them, and shouted for persuasion.

Xiaoxi never expected that Yuan Qingfeng, who had always been introverted and deep, would come forward at this time and fight for her.

"Deliberately looking for death, huh?"

The boy pulled the stream open and swung another punch at Yuan Qingfeng's chin. Yuan Qingfeng's body flashed and dodged this punch.

"You're looking for death!"

Yuan Qingfeng also swung a punch at the boy's chin. The boy's body flashed, and he dodged as well.

"Don't do this, stop! stop! stop!" Brook held out his hands between them. "I beg you, stop it! Don't do this!" Xiaoxi's eyes were pleading.

"Okay!"

Yuan Qingfeng looked at the embarrassed stream, and his tense nerves relaxed.

He turned his face sideways, looked at the boy again with strange eyes, and said softly:

"Today, I just put up with it for the sake of Xiaoxi's face, so you can do it yourself!" he turned and walked towards the office area.

"Advisor Yuan—" Xiaoxi followed. "Thank you!"

"This person needs to do some background research. Yuan Qingfeng said to Xiaoxi as he walked. "It's horrible, it almost happened. ”

"Hey, hey!" the boy chased after him. "I also let you because of the creek. He said.

"You-"

"What am I?"

"Why did you come with me?" Yuan Qingfeng glared at the boy. "If you do this again, I won't sit idly by. ”

"Little Creek!"

The boy followed them closely.

"Who the hell is this uncle? Just looking at his face, he feels that he has nothing to do, and he looks like a liar. ”

"What did you say, bad boy!"

Yuan Qingfeng stopped, glared at him, and became angry again.

"On my face, I have the word liar written on it. The boy muttered quietly.

"Mr. Deng is waiting for you. Xiaoxi pulled Yuan Qingfeng's sleeve. "Let's go quickly, let's not talk about it. ”

"Okay!"

Yuan Qingfeng no longer bothered with the boy, he strode into Mr. Deng's modern and magnificent president's office.

At this time, Mr. Deng and Deng Qingyun were sitting in the depths of the sofa, and a wisp of smoke rose from the sofa and spread in the big office.

"Mr. Deng, I've never seen you smoke, what's wrong with you today?" Qingfeng stood opposite Mr. Deng.

"You're here, Breeze!"

Deng Qingyun waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down. "Xiaoxi, come to a cup of tea!" Deng Qingyun called Xiaoxi, who was the chief secretary.

After a short time, Xiaoxi walked in with two cups of steaming tea.

She put the tea on the table, smiled, said, "Please!" and went out.

"Do you see that boy outside?" After a while, Mr. Deng asked Qingfeng.

Qingfeng glanced out again, and through the gap in the glass sliding door, he saw that the boy who had just done it with himself was sitting in the office hall outside.

"Is that hair long?"

Yuan Qingfeng suppressed the anger in his heart and asked.

"Hmm. ”

"Is he?"

"My son Deng Qilin!" Mr. Deng said this, extinguished the cigarette and put it in the ashtray.

"Huh?"

Yuan Qingfeng looked out again in surprise.

"I mean, why are you so ......" he blurted out the rudeness to "I haven't seen it before." ”

For the sake of Mr. Deng's face, Qingfeng swallowed what he wanted to say.

"yes, he didn't come before. ”

Mr. Deng's face sank and his mood was complicated.

"Looking at the image, is it art?" Qingfeng asked guessingly.

"Yes, being a singer has always been his dream. He adores the Beatles and Tom Jones!"

"To be a singer?"

Qingfeng was stunned.

"He's ...... Studying music?" he asked tentatively.

"How can I say it," Mr. Deng rubbed his temples and said with a long sigh, "This kid is more than smart, but not patient." What he said he didn't like to learn music, he only loved to sing, sing pop songs, and sing popular songs. ”

"So," Qingfeng asked hesitantly, "Or, does he have a special teacher and formal vocal training?"

“NO!NO!”

Mr. Deng shook his head again.

"He has always thought that he is a musical genius who can lay a foundation without special study!"

"And where is he singing now?"

"In a nightclub. ”

"Oh, singing this thing, if it's a pastime, it's nothing, if it's ......" Qingfeng pondered for a moment and said, "If it is a career, it is difficult to get ahead!"

"Breeze, what you said is in my heart!"

Mr. Deng stood up and involuntarily walked around the big office. His face was heavy, and there was inexplicable helplessness in his voice.

Of course, singing...... I'm accepting it now, and since he likes it, I'm going to sing it! But now I'm scratching my head, and he's ...... I'm obsessed with our secretary creek!"

"I said. ”

The muscles on Yuan Qingfeng's arm tensed inexplicably.

"When I came in, I thought it was Xiaoxi's boyfriend!

"No, no, it's not that I don't like it, but I can't like it!"

"Why?" Qingfeng asked, puzzled.

"Do you know whose daughter Xiaoxi is?"

Qingfeng looked at Mr. Deng and guessed in his heart.

"Do you know Guo Jia, who is in charge of international trade in our consortium?"

"You know, it's the university professor who came back from the United States. ”

"Well, Guo Jia is my friend, and Xiaoxi is Guo Jia's daughter!"

"Very good, wow!" Yuan Qingfeng smiled at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes seemed to be on fire. "Isn't it nice for you to be in-laws?" he said insincerely. "Since they are friends, they know the roots, and the two children are very compatible!"

"The question is—"

Mr. Deng shook his head, his brows furrowed even tighter.

"Xiaoxi has a boyfriend!" Mr. Deng said sullenly: "I have seen her boyfriend, he is a tall and handsome person with excellent character and learning! ”

"What, doesn't Kirin know?"

Qingfeng smiled and asked with great interest.

"I told Kirin, but guess what he said?"

"How?"

Yuan Qingfeng's eyes finally softened.

He said that from the first time he saw Xiaoxi, he knew that Xiaoxi was the only girl he wanted in his life. He wants her, it's decided! People have boyfriends, he wants her! He wants fair competition! When people get married, he still wants her! He wants her, and he waits for them to get divorced! Even if they become widows, he still wants her! Qingfeng! You say, isn't this crazy?"

Yuan Qingfeng frowned slightly, very worried about Xiaoxi!

"Then what do you say you should do?" he asked Mr. Deng.

"yes, I'm very worried!"

Mr. Deng was at a loss and sat on the sofa again.

"I'm afraid that my old friends will complain that I didn't educate my children well. Mr. Deng sighed and said, "I'm afraid that this will disturb the work of Xiaoxi." Besides, it's not a problem that he's been pestering here all day!

"This ......"

Qingfeng pondered for a moment, and then he had an idea.

"Mr. Deng, I think so, if you arrange for Qilin to work here, what do you think?" Seeing that Mr. Deng was looking at him seriously, Qingfeng explained: "In this way, it will solve his work problem, and he can also give him a chance to compete fairly! lest he complain about you in the future." ”

When Mr. Deng heard Yuan Qingfeng's words, he was really relieved.

"That's right!" he slapped his thigh hard. "Why didn't I think of it, this is such a good idea! I can do it in one fell swoop! Qingfeng, you are really my brainstorm! Then arrange it under your subordinates and give you an assistant, what do you think?"

"This ...... He ......"

Yuan Qingfeng scratched his head.

"He doesn't know the law, I don't need him!"

"No, no!"

Mr. Deng stared at the breeze, his eyes full of smiles.

"It's just running an errand for you, carrying a bag or something, and putting a desk for him in your office. In the meantime, you and I can also teach him about finance, or some common sense of law, and tell him to learn! If he doesn't agree, I'll ask the security guard to blast him out! Don't allow him to come here!"

"If that's the case......" Qingfeng nodded, and he smiled. "Okay! I agree!"

He was embarrassed on his face, but happy in his heart. I think I must watch him and fix him well, stinky boy, call you crazy!

"Then please!"

Mr. Deng patted Qingfeng's shoulder, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled, which was settled.