Breaking up, No Joke

After having breakfast, Song Shizhen asked Bai Yu to go to Han Ziyu to get all the checklists he had made in the hospital in the past two years.

Bai Yu is not willing. After all, this kind of thing can be found by anyone. It is really not enough to let Han Ziyu send someone to come over. There is no need to go in person. After all, his work is busy.

However, Song Shizhen’s attitude was extremely firm. There are only a few cronies who have been trained by him. The only one who is most suitable for this kind of thing is the Chu secretary, but the secretary of Chu has been sent to the branch for a meeting.

Although Bai Yu has recruited several young and obedient assistants, it is difficult to ensure that the assistant will not secretly do the tricks, so he can only let Bai Yu personally take it.

Bo Yuzhen, but Song Shiyi, can only go out personally to take the medical examination form that he has filed in the hospital. Fortunately, Bai Yu’s start time today is 11 noon, enough for him to travel back and forth.

Two cars, after they opened the community one after another, run counter to each other.

Small watermelons, "Why don't you give me school?"

Song Shiyi took out a small packet of biscuits from the locker and handed it to the small watermelon. He continued to drive one by one to enjoy the time of parenting. Song Shiyi did not let the driver wait for himself downstairs for the first time, but was driving. Send your child to school in your own private car.

In the winter, the warm sun slowly entered the window and was warm.

Today is a rare good weather.

"Uncle Song, I like you very much." While chewing on the biscuits with a small mouth, the small watermelon generously expressed his love for Song Shiyi.

The "snake one by one" private car was slammed on the brakes and made a harsh sound on the street. The small watermelon looked at Song Shiyi with horror, "Uncle Song!"

"Do you really like me?" Song Shiqi gripped the steering wheel with both hands and whispered.

The little watermelon hesitated a moment and nodded hard. "Oh!"

"Can you call my father later?" Song Shiyi turned his head and decided to look at the small watermelon.

The little watermelon looked like a slap in the face, and he whispered for a long time: "Wu Su, hegemony will be angry..."

"It doesn't matter if he told me, he asked me to ask for your opinion."

Song Shizhen said.

The small watermelon snorted, holding the biscuits, and said with a low head, "I can you accompany me to take photos?... I, hegemony, you, eggs, we are together."

Xiao watermelon did not forget his birthday request with Bai Yu yesterday, and did not forget that Bai Yu said that he would personally ask Song Shiyi.

Song Shiyi first glimpsed and said, "You call my father first."

The small watermelon buried head was lower, saying: "But... the hegemony will be jealous."

Song Shiyi has a profound meaning: "He will be very kind, you call me so."

"But... then I have two hegemons... oh..."

In the Song Dynasty, he said, "You call me Dad."

"Di Di?" Little watermelon bit his finger. He didn't learn foreign languages ​​at this age, so he didn't understand what it meant.

Song Shiyi nodded, no hurry to drive, pointed his finger at the steering wheel and said: "This is what Dad meant."

The small watermelon eyes are bright, the loud and clear sounds sound, "Ji Di!"

Song Shizhen solemnly promised, "Well."

"Judi, we are going to take the hegemony, the egg, go take a photo." Little watermelon is obsessed with taking pictures.

Song Shiyi nodded and looked at the small watermelon without saying anything. "Let me kiss."

The small watermelon opened the seat belt tied to the body, and then rushed over, hugged Song Shizhen’s head, and kissed his face with a sigh of relief. The quiet compartment made a crisp, loud sound.

Song Shizhen’s mouth swelled and he was happy.

The little watermelon sat on one side and held his face, sometimes making a sly laugh.

Sending the small watermelon to the early education class, Song Shiyi watched the child jump to the position and then turned and left, returned to the car and headed for the company.

Song Shiyi walked down the elevator. Just two steps away, he saw that Chu’s secretary was walking anxiously in his direction, and could not help but frown. "Song Zong, my wife is waiting for you in the office."

Song Shiyi’s footsteps: “When did she come?”

Secretary Chu bowed his head: "Half an hour ago."

Song Shiyi nodded, his face without expression was full of solemnity, and he said: "The morning meeting will be delayed for one hour. Also, let the sales department and the marketing department sort out the market report this season."

Hey, hey.

Before he pushed the door of the office, Song Shiyi hesitated and continued: "Put a car in my name in a child seat." The secretary of the Chu heard the words and fell, not thinking deeply, busy: " Yes!"

When Bo Yu was so quick, he again captured Song.

However, the secretary of Chu could not be said to risk the fire of Song Shiyi. He only subconsciously spit in his heart.

Ben Benyu and Han Ziyu sat side by side on the high-grade leather sofa of the Dean's office, holding a cup of tea on each hand, sipping a bite, pouting, and Bai Yu wondered: "How can I taste it?"

"The cow chews the peony." Han Ziyu spit out four words, and then faintly said: "Tea, you need to drink slowly, you can taste it."

Bai Yu: "..."

Han Ziyu took a sip of tea and said, "You are looking for me just to ask you to check the results in the past two years? You didn't say that the list of your physical condition must be protected first. Whoever asks is not given."

Bai Yu poked him mercilessly. "At the end of the day, they were easily protected by the first-class protection." Han said that he was not a shame, he was secretly doing demon. That's how people are, they are covered in copper smell, and they have no choice but to achieve their goals."

"Hey, hello!" Bai Yu knocked on the table, and said with dissatisfaction, "He is my man now. You said that he is not good?"

Han Ziyu taunted his face: "I am so reconciled so soon? You met last time, but you still cried, tell me the bad things of the old Song guy, now I am sincere?"

"... Don't make trouble." Bai Yu scratched his hair embarrassedly, and then thought of something, suddenly said: "Do you still remember, when the little whiteheads almost flowed away?"

"Remember." Han Ziyu sighed. "That was the first time I found out that I was going to be a beggar. I was almost happy to fly." "Have you found your benefactor?" Bai Yu smiled, he didn't want to use it. Song Shizhen saved the little white thing and took Joe, just because this Han Jiafufu is a person who is serious and righteous. In the past few years, he has not given up looking for their benefactor.

"Do you know who it is!?" Han Ziyu noticed that something was wrong. He looked at Bai Yu with a serious look and said seriously: "Really, I especially want to thank the man."

When the Korean self-study arrived at the hospital, the attending doctor told him that if Xiaobai was sent to the hospital for ten minutes at night, not only the children did not, but even the adults were at risk.

Therefore, Han Jiafu will remember the good person who did not leave a name for so long.

Bai Yu nodded, and Han Ziyu was happy.

The two were relatively silent for five minutes.

Han Ziyu stood up fiercely and looked at Bai Yu incredulously. He realized the meaning of the other party.

"It's him!?" Bai Yu shrugged. "He also wants to comfort me, only to tell the things of the year. Laohan, you are finished!"

Han Ziyu’s heart is in a mess, and the image of his friends in his heart has changed from a cold-faced scum to a savior, and the sudden changes have made him almost unable to stand up.

"...I especially regret that I used to conceal the behavior of Lao Song in the past." Han Ziyu decided to look at Bai Yu, regret it: "I am still apologizing to him now?"

"...hahaha!" Bai Yu burst into laughter. He almost couldn’t breathe when he smiled. "You quickly give me the list. I will show him at night. If you told him what to do, don’t go to bed in a month. I am going to be like Don Juan for the nightlife every night."

Han Ziyu squinted, slowly walked to the front of the cabinet, unlocked with a key, and then took out a safe from the inside, entered the password to open, took out a document from the inside, did not give a good hand to Bai Yu.

"Get it!"

Bai Yu took the document and was ready to leave.

Han Ziyu quickly took him and hesitated and said, "You really didn't lie to me?... Otherwise, I will invite you to dinner with Xiaobai in two days. Do you have time?"

"After two days is the year 30, where to get the time to eat with you." Bai Yuyi said that this topic is a little frowning.

He had been on vacation for a few days, and he had accumulated too much work, so he might still work in the field on the 30th of the year, and he could not eat New Year's Eve together.

"This year is the first New Year after you have combined. Are you sure you want to take a career without a family?" Han Ziyu glanced at him and couldn't help but remind him.

Bai Yu’s expression was awkward and shouted: “I don’t know. If I can get back, I will try to come back with them for the New Year. If I can’t, I will have dinner together through the video.”

Han Ziyu is simply defeated by his rough nerves. The 30th year is to have a family reunion in a meal, what to eat across the video, Acacia?

Bai Yu looked down at the watch. It was not too late. He needed to rush to talk with Qiu Gui on the propaganda of the Nine Heavens. He said, "I will withdraw first, and I will talk again next time."

Han Ziyu nodded and looked at the back of Bai Yu’s hurried leave. Although the work earned a lot, there were more than three hundred and sixty lines of sacrifices. It was difficult to make money.

This book Song mother came to the company just to ask: he will not go back to the New Year this year.

Song Shiyi said: "Why don't you go back?"

Song family rules: On the night of the 30th, the Song family must stay in the old house!

Song Shiyi’s work has been a lot since the beginning of the year, but he is busy, he will also attend the family banquet on the night of the 30th.

This is a family tradition, he will not be busy with his work to vandalism.

Song Ms. Zhiwuwu: "Hey... I thought you were going to... with it, since you are back, then I have nothing to do, go first."

Song Shizhen looked at the back of Song’s mother who had left in a hurry and realized it. She probably thought that she would be with Bai Yu, so she would not return to the old house for the New Year.

That is to say, the mother of Song who has this idea is not angry with herself and Bai Yu compound?

In other words, did she agree?

"Mom, I will bring a person to see you during the New Year." Song Shiyi suddenly spoke when Song’s mother left the office.

Song mother put one hand on the handle, and it took a long time to faintly say: "Okay, I know."

She had always thought that Qi Qi was innocent in that year and tried to match them. As a result, the wolf was almost thrown into the room, and he almost let his son alienate himself.

Although Bai Yu is not good, but at least the current level of people is that he step by step out, in addition to the temperament is not pleasing, the gender is not satisfactory, his face is also good.

Long good looks are barely an advantage.

Anyway, as long as the younger son likes it, she has no opinion. In short, she is unwilling to mix more and more with young people.

Really not, she also has an older son with normal sexual orientation.

Speaking of the eldest son, she still does not know whether this older son, who is more indifferent to this sex, will bring her daughter-in-law back.

Hey, even if there is no daughter-in-law, it is okay to bring her a grandson in advance, she has a child in her private house!

When Song’s mother thought, she walked toward the outside, and her heart kept going, and there was no stopping at all.

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