Chapter 29 Then Promise Me One Thing
Losing the game is not scary, what is hateful is that she was deceived. This person is obviously a master, but he pretended to be like a little white rabbit. It felt like her IQ was seriously insulted.
then……
Zhao Xiaoyue, like a bully, approached Situ Ming step by step, and Situ Ming retreated by feeling the wall.
I accidentally overplayed my hand.
"I really don't know how to do it. I just learned it by watching others play it. I swear to God, it's true."
"Haha, editor, let's continue."
"No, it's true. I just started learning. It's only about ten dollars. It's not that serious."
"Haha, did I mention it was about money?"
Seeing that there was no way out, Zhao Xiaoyue pinched her fingers and stretched her body muscles. Situ Ming resolutely begged for mercy, "Isn't it okay to say sorry that I was wrong?"
Next, the fat boss heard...
"Don't, don't, don't..."
“Ahh! Meat, meat, meat, ahhh!”
"My leg is broken! It hurts! It hurts!"
"I don't want the money anymore, I really don't want it anymore, ah! My ears are falling off!"
"I'll give you another ten thousand, thirty thousand, thirty thousand!"
Zhao Xiaoyue blew into Situ Minghong's ears and flicked them.
She smiled instantly, "Little brother is really good. Well, within three months, I want to see my charming little ancestor, otherwise, hehe!"
Situ Ming rubbed his arm for a while, then rubbed his ears, and trembled a little as he listened to the sound.
I quickly answered, "No problem, no problem, but..."
"Snapped"
After being slapped on the arm again, Zhao Xiaoyue said angrily, "If you have something to say, why don't you just fart and hesitate? Are you stuck?"
"I told you not to be angry."
Zhao Xiaoyue hooked a stool with her foot, sat down, and crossed her legs. "That depends on the situation."
Situ Ming turned back into the noble young man, standing against the wall, hands in his trouser pockets, staring at Zhao Xiaoyue, "Will you promise me one thing? Just one thing, but I don't know what it is yet."
Zhao Xiaoyue was speechless. "If you are willing, then it is just a promise. As long as the law and morality allow it, I have no objection."
The air suddenly became quiet and a little awkward.
Zhao Xiaoyue coughed twice and said, "Let's go, it's getting late."
Just then the fat boss came over and said that the shop was closing.
The two walked out of the game room. Zhao Xiaoyue walked in front, kicking a small stone under her feet, and suddenly said, "Little brother, let me treat you to a meal!"
Situ Ming smiled and nodded, responding with a light “hmm”.
They walked into a rice noodle restaurant on the street, and the old tables, chairs and benches all told us that this was a time-honored brand.
There are both peddlers and people in suits and ties.
The two of them found an empty seat and ordered two servings of slightly spicy rice noodles. Zhao Xiaoyue took the initiative to pay.
Situ Ming just stared at Zhao Xiaoyue, which was like the feeling of the sun shining on one's body, making one feel comfortable all over.
"Hey, why are you still distracted? What are you thinking about?"
Situ Ming blinked, "No. Where do you live? I'll go with you and then go home."
"It's okay, you can go back. My uncle and I live in a small hotel, which is very close to here."
They both tacitly agreed that neither of them asked where the uncle was, and neither of them explained.
Judging from the intelligence and vision of this little girl, her uncle is no ordinary person either.
He believed the results of Yang Zhuo's investigation.
After dinner, they agreed on a meeting time and went home, one going east and the other going west.
When Liang Cheng came back from the exhibition, he saw Zhao Xiaoyue sitting on a Huanghuali armchair, writing something with her hand.
I took off my coat and hung it at the entrance, then walked into the living room and took a closer look. Wow, it was a fifth-grade math homework. It looked like I was still a student.
Look at his serious attitude, look at the handwriting, standard regular script. It is hard to imagine that this is the boxing champion who has defeated the number one player in the list for half a year, the little kid who is not afraid of threatening others.
Tsk tsk, Sixth Brother is worthy of being Sixth Brother.
Just ...
"What's wrong, Uncle Liang? Why are you staring at me so straight?"
Zhao Xiaoyue continued to do her homework. She knew that a hundred-day vacation would not be easy to grade. Less than half an hour after she returned home, the head teacher asked students from the same village to bring her homework.
Cunning old class!
Liang Cheng sighed and replied lifelessly: "Nothing, little boss. Sixth Master said that he would let you get familiar with us for two months. You have done almost everything in less than four days. I am thinking about how to arrange the rest of the days."
Zhao Xiaoyue put down her pen, looked up and smiled, "Why do you want me to stay at your post for a month?"
"Uh, not really, it's just..."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. The accounts of the uncles are very detailed. I don't have much to add. Besides, can you bear to let a child like me worry about this and that every day?"
"Could not bear."
It’s not that Liang Cheng and the others looked down on Zhao Xiaoyue, they were just used to listening to Master Pu Liu. The nine of them obeyed unconditionally no matter what Master Pu said, which was like an imperial edict!
Zhao Xiaoyue lowered her head to do her homework and said, "Your Sixth Brother told me to do things according to my age, otherwise I won't grow taller!"
Liang Cheng's handsome face showed doubt. Is that so? How come they didn't know?
Zhao Xiaoyue took a glance and wondered how these people got to where they are today.
He shook his head and ignored Liang Cheng, continuing to do his homework.
The pointer passed ten o'clock, and the night sky was dotted with stars. If there were no street lights, it would be pitch dark.
Situ Ming walked home in such darkness and the coldness of the night sky.
To be precise, it was the place where he and Butler Zhu were staying temporarily.
In Hai City, everyone knows the "Sangjing" villa complex of Wen's Group, which is something that even the richest people may not be able to own.
The scale of the villa design is also second to none in the country.
Most of the residents are children of high-ranking officials and politicians, and the housing is provided free of charge by the Wens Group.
Wen Zhengtian, the founder of Wen's Group, is said to have participated in the war and was at the rank of division commander. He later "resigned from office and retired". He was one of the first people to go into business, and in just a few years he controlled half of the country's economy.
The current chairman, Duan Peng, is said to be the youngest among Wen Zhengtian’s guards. He has followed Wen Zhengtian since he was a child and has been following him after retiring from the army until now.
Therefore, Wen's is an untouchable entity in the business world, and it is also the leader in maritime trade exports!
Situ Ming walked to the villa area. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Butler Zhu pacing anxiously. When he saw Situ Ming come in, he rushed towards him and said, "Master Wen is here. He has been waiting for you for two hours."
Situ Ming put on his slippers slowly and calmly, "Got it, don't be nervous."
Butler Zhu was visibly panicked. "Master, Master Wen looks really angry. You..."
Situ Ming still hummed indifferently.
After following him to the study on the third floor, he could no longer move forward and could only worry anxiously.
Ever since he was brought home at the age of seven, he has been extremely strict. If the mistress and the eldest master were still alive, it would be great, then the young master wouldn't have to work so hard.
The young master is always injured. Which grandfather would be so cruel?
He was only a child of eleven or twelve years old.