Fast Transmigration Big Brother Sugar Sprinkle 99 Style

Chapter 11 I'm a Poor Little One

"Yun Shu, today is your favorite stewed prawns, crab roe buns, and fish soup, ahhhhh, this kind of life is really delicious."

Shang Tao laughed happily and put the lunch box on Yun Shu's table, the fried shrimp meat was golden and fragrant, the small and cute buns, and the soup that had been boiled for hours...

This was comparable to the craftsmanship of the top chefs, and made the students in the class who hadn't left at noon involuntarily sniffed and showed envious expressions.

Looking at the stir-fried tofu with vegetables and cold tomatoes in my lunch box, I shed tears of bitter envy.

So fragrant!

Li Chun, the girl in the front row, turned around and asked curiously, "Shang Tao, did you do this?"

Shang Tao was very excited to show off his brother, "No, this is made by my brother, he is really good at cooking!"

Although he is often bullied by his own brother, Shang Tao is definitely a qualified brother in front of outsiders.

Sure enough, the girl was very envious, "If only I had such a brother."

It's a pity that she is the eldest child in the family. Although her parents are not partial, as an older sister, she always has to take care of her younger siblings.

With big eyes bent into crescents, Shang Tao smiled and continued talking to Yun Shu, "Yun Shu, eat quickly, or the food will be cold."

Yun Shu looked at the delicious food on his table, and there was a hint of playfulness in his pure black eyes.

These days, Shang Tao brought her meals every day, and it was the time-consuming and laborious one that Shang Ying made by himself.

At the beginning, Yun Shu also asked Shang Tao if Shang Ying used to make lunch for Shang Tao and ask her to bring it to school.

She remembered that Shang Tao rolled her eyes, curled her lips and said, "How is it possible?"

The surprised and sad tone was very clear.

So this is up for debate.

But thinking in his heart, Yun Shu certainly couldn't let go of delicious food.

As for the rest, we will find out someday.

*
The black mobile phone flipped wantonly between the slender fingers, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

Shang Ying was wearing a well-tailored suit, sitting on an office chair with his legs crossed, his cold peach eyes were slightly soft, and he didn't know what he was thinking of.

Qiao Xing: "..."

"Brother Shang, can you put away your yearning expression, please?"

Really, I don't know when, he acted neatly, his temperament was indifferent, and Brother Shang, who was covered in ice and snow, became the current look with his eyes full of love.

Also, they don't know how long it has been since they finished their work. Brother Shang has no plans to leave yet, and he doesn't know how long he will stay here.

Thinking of this, Qiao Xing said, "Brother Shang, when shall we go back? My bar is still waiting for me, the little nightclub prince!"

Shang Ying's indifferent eyes swept away, and said with a sneer, "The little nightclub prince? I think he's a nightclub madman."

Qiao Xing was in a hurry, "Hey! Why are you attacking personally! Why am I not the little prince of a nightclub? Don't you see how much that bar welcomes me every day?"

As he spoke, he raised his head, his face full of pride.

Shang Ying said in a low voice: "I think your money is welcome."

Qiao Xing: "...!!!"

What if he wants to kill his immediate boss every day?
"Okay, you go back and watch first." Shang Ying stood up, her tall figure brought an extreme sense of oppression.

Qiao Xing was confused, "What about you?"

He went back alone, the workload...

Thinking of this, I want to faint.

Shang Ying chuckled, "I will continue to stay here."

There seemed to be starlight flashing in the cold eyes, Qiao Xing was stunned for a moment, sure enough, sure enough!
Sure enough, some unknown goblin seduced his brother Shang's soul, and he didn't even want his favorite job.

This is really a typical example of wanting beauty over country.

Qiao Xing refused, "No, no! I don't want to go back alone. I also know how much work will be backlogged. You don't want to leave it to me alone."

The beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and Shang Ying's sharp eyes like a knife swept over lightly, and said in a low voice: "Huh?"

With that expression, he told Qiao Xing brightly, "Say it again?"

Qiao Xing wanted to coax him, but he couldn't. His hairline was getting higher and higher day by day, comparable to Mount Everest. If this continued, his title of "Little Prince of Nightclubs" would have to be changed to "Little Prince of Nightclubs with Bald Heads".

Thinking of the terrible consequences, Qiao Xing resisted Shang Ying's eye attack.

The knuckles are clearly defined and the roots are slender so that you can see the fingers that are enough to be a model lazily inserted in the pockets of the trousers. Shang Ying smiled slightly, which made Qiao Xing tremble.

Then I heard the man in front of me softly say: "Looking for a beating or a job, choose one."

Qiao Xing: "..."

Can he choose neither?

Thinking of his bruised nose and swollen face from being beaten before, Qiao Xing gave up.

A nightclub bald prince sounds better than a nightclub pig-headed prince.

He is so difficult.

After finishing Qiao Xing, Shang Ying walked towards the door, Qiao Xing hurriedly shouted: "Brother Shang, you haven't finished get off work yet, where are you going?"

How many other documents do he need to approve?

The man's lazy and sexy voice came from afar, "I leave early today."

Qiao Xing was completely speechless.

This is not over yet. After Shang Ying went out, the always indifferent and solemn man said to his secretary with a smile on his lips, "Get off work at four o'clock today, take a good rest."

secretary:"!!!"

Seeing the man's smiling expression, the capable secretary almost drowned in his own saliva.

When will their president laugh?

The secretary next to him came over with a gossip face, "Why do you think the president is so happy today?"

The hard-working social animals can only rely on gossip to regain blood.

The secretary looked dazed and murmured, "Could it be a relationship?"

*
After leaving the company, Shang Ying drove home, changed his clothes and prepared dinner.

The president of a dignified listed company enjoys washing his hands and making soup every day.

Shang Ying felt overjoyed when she thought that the things she made with her own hands could be liked by girls.

After class, Shang Tao continued to drag Yun Shu back to her home with her.

Yun Shu, who has been completely captured by Shang Ying's good craftsmanship these days, is not at all embarrassed to follow Shang Ying to eat.

On the way, Shang Tao thought of her purpose, and said like a very normal chat between girls: "Yun Shu, what kind of boy do you like?"

Yun Shu said casually, "Good-looking, good-looking."

"Ah!" Shang Tao had a headache, isn't this the kind of little milk dog?
Although she didn't want her brother to seduce her little friend so easily, but no matter what, Shang Tao didn't want her brother's liking to fail.

Don't you see, these days, because of her little friend, her food is better.

Just for this reason, no matter how difficult the process is for her brother, the final outcome must not be changed!
Shang Tao had a headache and said, "Yun Shu, do you like little milk dogs?"

Yun Shu's pure black eyes swept over lightly, "Why do you think so? It's just because my personality is not very good, at least it doesn't meet the definition of weak and beautiful girls in real life. If the other party is that This kind of male chauvinism stands tall in front of me, I'm afraid I can't help it..."

At this point, Shang Tao paused, and Shang Tao, who was listening seriously, immediately said, "What can't help it?"

Yun Shu: I can't bear to kill him.

Seeing that the little friend didn't speak, Shang Tao thought about what she said just now, and interpreted: "So you don't ask the other party to be the kind of boy who is obedient in front of you, you just want the other party to respect you, right?"

Yun Shu thought for a while and said, "Yes and no."

Before Shang Tao could ask, Yun Shu explained: "Before meeting the person you like, everyone has various requirements and standards, but after meeting that person or every standard you have is no longer a standard. .”

"So to put it simply, it depends on what I like. A well-behaved little beauty doesn't mean I don't like it, and a cool, handsome and indifferent big beauty doesn't mean I like it either."

Shang Tao was in a daze, "I understand, so as long as you like it, nothing matters."

The corner of the thin girl's mouth was slightly hooked, showing a wanton and unrestrained smile, "Of course, the so-called money is hard to buy, I am happy."

Shang Tao stared at her blankly, only to feel that the beautiful sunset glow seemed to cover Yun Shu's body with a layer of gorgeous colors, making her whole body glow.

For the first time, she realized so clearly that her little friend was such a free and easy person.

She is so envious.

She also wants to be such a person who can do whatever she wants, and no rules of opinion in the world can compare with the three words "I am willing".

Live this life happily.

She seemed to understand why her brother fell in love with Yun Shu.

Who would not like such a free soul, such a gorgeous and beautiful soul?

　A free and wanton soul is really beautiful.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)