Do Not Disturb Ascension

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"Spam text messages?" Yan Qihang asked casually.

"Transfer money." Si Ruochen explained, glanced at the content of the text message and crossed it out.

"Ah, has the pocket money arrived this month?" Yan Qihang also has pocket money. His uncle gives him a share, and the Yan family also contributes a share.

The Yan family didn't have it originally, so Si Yuanzhou took a lawyer there and got not only pocket money, but also shares in the Yan family.

"Pocket money, how much is it?"

The teammates who were a little impatient suddenly became curious.

"Enough to buy a vase or bowl."

Si Ruochen has seen the item list for tonight's charity auction. Each item has a detailed introduction and price range.

"I see... I'm sorry, I spoke a little too loudly just now. Isn't it just a game? There's no need to worry about it." The tone of the teammate who was originally very irritable suddenly softened.

"Ahem..." Yan Qihang couldn't hold it back and laughed and coughed.

He had seen the electronic version of the auction invitation, and Si Ruochen asked him if there was anything he wanted. Yan Qihang glanced at it casually, showing little interest, but he remembered that there were some beautiful porcelains in it.

Si Yuanzhou originally wanted to explain something, but fell silent when he saw that Si Ruochen was playing the game seriously and was hurting his teammates because of the transfer information.

He was suddenly a little frustrated and couldn't choose the right time to transfer the money, but with Yan Qihang's laughter, the atmosphere was no longer tense.

Si Yuanzhou watched Si Ruochen's expression calmly. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt that the child seemed less angry. At least, transfers work.

"Do you want any skin? I can give it to you?"

the grumpy teammate asked cautiously.

"No, thank you."

Si Ruochen already has a full set of skins.

"My friend, you are so kind. Where are you from? Can you be a friend?"

Yan Qihang suddenly felt a touch of warmth in this materialistic and indifferent society.

"You guys from Beijing are very good at games. From now on, we can form a regular group to compete in black games," the grumpy teammate said in a sincere tone, "You can also play with me for a fee, and take me to play ranked games."

"You don't have to pay for it. It's just to pass the time." Yan Qihang smiled.

Si Yuanzhou looked at the time and suddenly asked: "Xiaohang, should you be in class now?"

His voice was low and cold, emotionless, and had a chilling air to his ears.

Yan Qihang's smile suddenly disappeared: "Uncle..."

What's going on? Shouldn't uncle be working in the company at this time? He can't be like this

Got home from get off work early.

Moreover, Si Ruochen actually played games in front of his uncle?

How dare he!

Don’t you think the look in your uncle’s eyes is scary?

"The teacher is on leave for this class, and now it is self-study," Yan Qihang explained honestly, "After this game, I will go to study."

"Yeah." Si Yuanzhou responded and continued working.

It’s okay to play games, but it’s not okay to skip class and play games.

In the second half of the game, Yan Qihang was obviously more serious, and he cherished the madness at the end.

The irritable teammates dared not speak out again.

Then whose uncle... his tone was quite scary.

Their side was confident of winning, and Yan Qihang seemingly quit the game without any regrets: "I'm going to class, you guys keep playing."

"Brother, let's get together next time." The grumpy teammate said goodbye to him.

At the end of this round, both of them were added as friends.

Then the irritable teammate with the ID [Society Your Wild Brother] called a friend and started another game.

"Haha, I probably can't hear his uncle's voice anymore."

"It's scary." Brother Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is his uncle the dean of students?"

"Ahem..." This time it was Qian's turn to laugh and cough.

If he guessed correctly, Si Yuanzhou should be on Si Ruochen's side, and their conversation can still be heard.

How could anyone regard Si Yuanzhou as the dean of students?

"No." Si Ruochen looked at Si Yuanzhou and asked, "Do you need me to wear headphones?"

"No, wearing headphones too much will affect your hearing. You can continue playing." Si Yuanzhou used to like a quiet office environment, but today he suddenly felt that listening to game sound effects and reading documents was good, and he felt a sense of peace and stability that he had not seen for a long time.

"..." Brother Ye was silent for two seconds.

Si Yuanzhou's voice was so recognizable that he could recognize it.

"Are you from the same family?"

"Yes." Si Ruochen admitted.

"He goes to class, don't you have to go?" Brother Ye was curious.

Si Ruochen: "I'm currently making up classes at home."

Brother Ye: "Yes, my dad used to ask me to make up classes every day, but I passed the independent admissions exam and was admitted in advance, so I no longer have to make up classes."

"My dad specially took me out to play. I have an event to attend in the evening. I will play two games later and I will be ready to go out."

Si Ruochen: "I have something to do tonight."

Brother Ye sighed: "Tutoring, right? I understand, I understand."

Brother Ye asked again: "Brother, do you really don't want the skin? I can give it to you. You play so beautifully."

All the money comes: "He has it, he really has it."

Ye Ge: "Do you want it? I'll give it to you."

The money came: "I have some too, I can give it to you."

The atmosphere in the originally tense team was harmonious. After two rounds, Brother Ye was offline, and Si Ruochen was preparing to attend the dinner.

"Brother Si, can we sit together when we get here? I'll go too in the evening." Qian Dulai didn't like to go to crowded places. Recently, he especially likes to play with his friends. Even more formal occasions like dinner parties Willing to go.

"Okay." Si Ruochen agreed.

"Brother Yan, are you going?" Qian Dulai asked.

"Go." Si Ruochen had asked before.

"See you tonight~" Qiandu came and started looking forward to it.

Although there was a meal before the auction started, Si Yuanzhou still took Si Ruochen to have dinner together, and then went to change clothes and do some simple styling.

Si Yuanzhou changed into a more formal suit and cufflinks. The stylist arranged his hair, and he was almost ready to go out.

Si Ruochen was even more simple. After he changed his clothes, the stylist had no idea what to do and his eyes couldn't see clearly.

Normally, Si Yuanzhou would have raised his threshold, but when he saw Si Ruochen, he would still be surprised.

His eyebrows were more delicate than Si Yuanzhou's, but his temperament was so cold that people subconsciously ignored his stunning appearance and only remembered that moment of awe.

The facial features of the two people are somewhat similar. When they stand together, they will have a huge visual impact and make people unable to take their eyes away.

Today, the driver drove a black Rolls-Royce Phantom with a black body. It reflected a low-key yet luxurious light under the light, making people attending the dinner nearby subconsciously look at it——

The car door opened and Si Yuanzhou came out.

Wearing a black haute couture suit, the dark blue cufflinks reflect the glow, as if hiding a starry sky or the deep sea.

After he got off the car, he didn't go directly into the car, but opened the door on the other side——

This move instantly attracted everyone's attention.

As we all know, Si Yuanzhou's wife from a business marriage died young, and he only had a playboy son who was not very obedient.

Could it be that, as the rumors said, he was close to having a good relationship with the Bai family, or that he already had his favorite female companion?

However, when the car door opened, it was not what everyone expected.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy has beautiful features, a cold temperament, and a charming look.

His face was indifferent, and Si Yuanzhou's shadow could be seen in his somewhat similar facial features at a glance.

When he came out, Si Yuanzhou, who was always cold and dignified, actually stretched out his hand to protect him, obviously afraid that he would hit the roof of the car.

Everyone was silent for a moment, unable to imagine that Si Yuanzhou would be so meticulous.

It seems that he really loves this son.

It actually makes people feel a little emotional.

Si Yuanzhou nodded to a few familiar people and led Si Ruochen inside. He was used to this kind of social situation and was worried that the children would be nervous, so he introduced specific procedures or some noteworthy people from time to time.

"The small flight should be arriving soon. You can go to the leisure area to sit, or you can go to the private room of the auction."

Si Yuanzhou met acquaintances along the way, and some of them asked him to talk to him. He couldn't avoid it, and the rest of the exchange would be boring, so he simply let Si Ruochen play by himself.

"Mr. Si, long time no see."

A handsome man in a suit and leather tie walked over to him. He looked to be in his thirties, and he seemed enthusiastic, but he was somewhat smiling.

Behind him was a young man about the same age as Si Ruochen. He had short hair, earrings, and his hands in his pockets. He was trendy and cool, and he was looking around boredly.

"Who are you?" Si Yuanzhou was a little surprised.

Although he felt that this person looked familiar, as if he had met him before, he couldn't recall his name at all, and he was definitely not someone he knew well.

"My surname is Zhao, Zhao Er, Zhao Mingduan, does Mr. Si still have any impression?" The person who had been maintaining a smile suddenly lost his composure.

Anyone who finds out that the enemy they have been thinking about for many years will not remember your name at all will break their guard in a second.

"Second Master Zhao." Si Yuanzhou nodded slightly.

"It's such an honor that Mr. Si still remembers me after so many years apart..." Zhao Mingduan said in a strange tone.

"Dad, it's okay. I'm leaving." The young man following him was afraid that he would laugh out loud if he continued to listen.

Is this the Si Yuanzhou that his father always mentions when he has nothing to do?

His father regarded Si Yuanzhou as his lifelong rival.

When we meet again, the other person says: "Who are you?"

It's not very insulting, but it's very harmful. However, Si Yuanzhou's voice sounded familiar to him, and he felt like he had heard it somewhere.

"Go away." Zhao Mingduan waved his hand, obviously not wanting his son to see any more jokes. He said sincerely: "Mr. Si's son is really a talented person. How about studying?"

"Although my son looked on, he passed the Peking University Independent Admissions Examination. This kid is not good at anything else, but his studies are just okay."

Si Yuanzhou was expressionless: "My son