Chapter 229 When did they become so familiar with each other?

Chapter 229 When did they become so familiar with each other?

small apartment

I have been sitting on the sofa waiting for an hour at the comic convention.

Zhao Zhe brought a glass of water and said, "Sister Man, don't be angry. My sister is probably having a great time and will be back soon."

Manzhan glanced at him and said, "That guy named Zhang said that she went out to play. Didn't she know that there was a meeting today? Is the company mine? Oh! Everything is mine now. Just throw it to me and don't care! Is she the boss or am I the boss? Is there anyone who is so hands-off? How many days has she been to such a big company since the first day? She was there for only a few days in total and she embezzled money from my company. Fortunately, I am trustworthy, otherwise where would she get the money after I sold it?"

After saying this, she crossed her legs proudly, hugged her arms, and looked angry.

Zhao Zhe's shoulders shrank. He didn't say anything. Why was he still firing at him with all his might?

Zhao Xiaoyue came in humming a song, and the long line of people following her only went back when they saw the steering wheel going home.

Their job was to drive the pigs away, and once the pigs were gone, they would of course go back.

As soon as I opened the door and entered the house, the comic exhibitionist was waiting for me with his bag.

"Yeah! The comic convention is here too! Haha! Let's eat hotpot today!"

As soon as the fake smile mask was put on at the comic convention, "Go to work with your buddy, Mr. Zhao!"

Mr. Zhao smiled and said, "Okay."

Today, I went to Changnan with Secretary Zheng. The problem with Mr. Wang has been solved, but the project cannot be delayed and has to be put out to bid.

They didn't come back until a week later, and Zhao Xiaoyue collapsed on the sofa.

At the comic exhibition, she only knew how to accompany her boyfriend, and she disappeared when she turned around.

But she was really tired.

The night before school started, she received a call from Situ Ming.

At that time, I was completing the final homework with Min'er.

Min'er took on several tutoring jobs this holiday and made a lot of money.

Of course, for a young girl, fifty yuan a day for forty days, plus what she earns from part-time jobs elsewhere, is almost three thousand yuan.

The cute little rabbit has a huge sum of money.

Zhao Xiaoyue was also genuinely happy for her.

The two were chatting when the phone rang.

Seeing that the number was an unfamiliar landline number, she hesitated for a moment.

She didn't pick up until she was about to hang up.

"Hey?"

A pleasant and attractive voice came from the other side, "It's me, can you tell?"

"Ah? Bro? Are you using the school phone?"

Situ Ming was leaning against the pillar of the telephone booth. He lazily lit a cigarette, took a puff slowly, and then answered.

"Yes, in the supermarket next to the school."

Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes sparkled. "Is school starting tomorrow? Is anyone bullying you at school?"

Min'er's wet eyes were full of disbelief. When did she become so familiar with the Ninth Young Master?

After Zhao Xiaoyue finished the last paper, she closed her pen and made a phone call seriously.

She still remembered that when this guy was about to go to college, he asked her about applying to Yenching University.

I was happy only after getting a positive answer.

The person opposite smiled gently, "Not yet. I'm the only one in the dormitory, and the other roommates haven't moved in yet."

Someone else is to blame for this, luckily no one else heard it.

In fact, he applied for a single dormitory.

He has a sullen face all day long, and anyone who sees him will think, this guy has such a gloomy face, does anyone owe him money?

"That's good, that's good, little brother, remember, don't get into conflict with others. In Kyoto, nine out of ten people have backers. We should be low-key in everything we do!"

Situ Ming flicked the remaining half of the cigarette into the trash can accurately, "Well, I know, if no one offends me, I won't offend anyone!"

"Yes, that's right. If someone offends you, you beat him up. If you can't beat him up, just remember it. I will avenge you when I come."

Situ Ming was happy, "Yeah, OK!"

Min'er took a bite of the apple. How come it's like raising a son?

Isn't this what a mother says to her son?

strangeness.

The two chatted about some very meaningless topics.

Zhao Xiaoyue thought to herself that this kid must be homesick and wanted to call her only friend when he was in a place where he was unfamiliar with the place.

What Situ Ming was thinking about was that he had to make sure that Goosetail Grass would not forget about him completely, so they had to keep in touch by phone or letter.

They also registered Penguin accounts and added each other as friends.

He just didn't believe that the seeds wouldn't sprout.

The second semester of high school is the fastest semester, it can be said to be a transition.

In the blink of an eye, it's already the end of the year.

This year, Zhao Guozhong called and said that everyone in his family was busy making money, so he asked her and Xiaozhe to spend the New Year with Master Pu Liu in Hai City and there was no need to go back.

Anyway, I won't be able to stay for a few days before leaving again.

Oh, by the way, my family still doesn’t know about Master Pu Liu’s death.

As for Zhao Xiaoyue's identity as the helmsman, people in the top circle know everything they should know, but they have never seen the real person.

Of course, Mr. Zhao has been unlucky during this period, with car accidents, hit-and-run assassinations, and the most bizarre thing is that there are people chasing Zhao Xiaoyue, and his purpose is to get close to her.

Zhao Xiaoyue couldn't catch anyone every time, which made her very annoyed.

The most thrilling time was when Man Zhan was caught, and what was even more dangerous was that Du Jiaming took a bullet for Man Zhan.

I fell in love with the comic convention.

After a series of events, Zhao Xiaoyue confirmed one thing: there was a traitor in RL Group.

A year has passed, and the person who wanted to kill her has not surfaced, and even comic conventions are displeased with her.

Of course, Mr. Zhao didn't take this matter to heart.

The 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Changyuan

Zhao Xiaoyue sat on the red wooden armchair and looked at the eight people below. "Where's Lao Jiu?"

The person sitting on the chair today is the helmsman, not their little niece.

Calm, reserved and yet oppressive, Hou Taotao and his companions did not dare to be presumptuous at all.

"Helmsman, I called and Laojiu said there was a traffic jam on the road."

Lao Ba still felt a little guilty after saying this.

After waiting for about half an hour, Lao Jiu finally arrived at Changyuan.

"Excuse me, helm!"

Zhao Xiaoyue turned the celadon teacup in her hand for about seven or eight minutes before Mr. Zhao spoke.

"Meeting!"

People on both sides of the conference table, led by Hou Taotao, stood up in unison to salute.

"Take the helm!"

"sit!"

Lao Jiu stood the whole time, with cold sweat on his forehead. Since the helmsman didn't ask him to sit, he had to stand.

When Lao Jiu was feeling uneasy, he heard the helmsman say: "Review the itinerary for the past three days, including who you slept with at night."

The sharp eyes shot directly at Lao Jiu, and Lao Jiu felt a numbness on his back.

"I'll take the helm."

“That’s three times already.”

Zhao Xiaoyue asked, "I'll give you ten minutes to defend yourself."

Hou Taotao wanted to scold, but was stopped by Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes.

"I'm sorry!" Lao Jiu lowered his head, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Zhao Xiaoyue raised her hand.

歘!

Everyone gasped nervously.

hiss~~

The celadon tea lid flew over Lao Jiu's head and stabbed steadily into the wood carving behind him, causing it to crack.

A few strands of Lao Jiu's hair fluttered down to the ground.

"Don't make me ask a second time!"

Everyone was sweating, but what did they say?

Zhao Xiaoyue was not angry. She thought that since he had been through life and death with Sixth Grandpa, there should be nothing wrong with him. She was just afraid that he was too simple-minded and someone would take advantage of him.

It is impossible that everyone present here does not know how important the annual twenty-eighth day is.

It just happened that he, the ninth one, was late. There must be a reason!