September 5th, night, 21:00, in front of the fantasy building.

Zhao Song slammed on the brakes and stopped in front of the bearded man. The fat man sitting on the passenger seat looked out with a fierce look before turning his head and asking.

"Which one?"

Zhao Song took out a photo from his pocket and glanced at it, "The young one."

After speaking, the two opened the door and got out of the car.

Glancing at the bearded man, Zhao Song didn't make a sound. He knew that after one year, Dell would fully enter the flower planter. It was this person who led the fantasy marketing department to beat the world's number one Dell to the ground.

But now, who cares.

Looking at the young man behind the bearded man, Zhao Song asked cheerfully, "Liang Xiaopeng?"

Liang Xiaopeng is Xiaoliang, of course he knows who the person in front of him is, the Tesla college student he talks about.

"It's me, what's the matter?"

The fat man next to Zhao Song suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Xiao Liang's collar fiercely, and slapped him with a "slap~".

"Sun thief~ he's quite capable of attracting trouble!"

Zhao Song watched with a smile, but his eyes were full of murderous intent. He looked at Xiaoliang's swollen face, and asked the bearded man, "This is your subordinate?"

The bearded man shook his head, "It's not a subordinate, it's an employee of Fantasy Company. If you two don't explain the matter clearly today, this matter will not end so easily."

"Hehe~" the fat man sneered, and then he slapped Xiao Liang's other face fiercely, "Of course it doesn't end that easily, the man has already called the police, and the two slaps count together!"

Seeing Xiao Liang's face turned into a pig's head, the fierce Zhao Song shrank his neck. This is the power of Zhanli's Kyoto natives, what a fantasy group, they dare to surround even the national ministries and commissions!

Zhao Song looked at the bearded man with a smile, "It must not end that easily. The police will be here soon. I just don't understand one thing."

Zhao Song walked up to the bearded man, stared at him and said, "My name is Zhao Song, a college student at Kyoto Institute of Mechanical Engineering, the boss of Tesla, my parents are still alive, and I have retired from work in the Dongji Oilfield. Three generations of poor peasants, the whole family has a name and surname, all of which can be checked.”

While talking, Zhao Song suddenly kicked Xiaoliang to the ground.

"Business competition, it is understandable to investigate the opponent, I would like to ask, why are you investigating Xiaoyu?"

Zhao Song reached out and patted the dust off the shoulder of the bearded man, and tilted his head to look at him: "80 billion fantasy, so majestic, find a 15-year-old girl with no family, what do you want to do?"

Hearing this, the bearded man was shocked, and turned his head to look at Xiao Liang who was lying on the ground in disbelief.

"Zhao Song, would you believe me if I said that Fantasy didn't instruct him to do such a thing?"

"I believe!" Zhao Song nodded, took out the hearing aid from the ear canal, and said with a smile, "Isn't it just a discount for the disabled? Compared with the subsidies of your state-level high-tech enterprises, it's only worth a few dollars."

The bearded man remained silent.

Zhao Song stopped talking to him and looked at Liang Xiaopeng, who was stern and stern on the ground, "Boy, according to the Public Security Management Punishment Law, those who peep, secretly film, eavesdrop, or spread other people's privacy shall be detained for less than five days or fined less than five hundred yuan; if the circumstances are serious You can be detained for not less than five days but not more than ten days, and you can also be fined not more than 500 yuan, but now we suspect that you are plotting against an underage girl, that is another matter! The police will arrive soon, and the lawyer I hired at a high price will also I'll be there soon, I hope that the fantasy group can save you with their lives."

………..

It was already two o'clock in the night when I left the police station.

"Zhao Er." The fat man put down his phone and came to his side, "I found out that the area of ​​the Drum Tower has been a gamer since childhood, so I can (four times) pat my wife."

Zhao Song had a headache, "Brother, I don't understand human language."

The fat man grinned and said, "That girl is a pervert, I guess I let him see Xiao Yu when I was investigating you!"

Zhao Song glanced back at the police station, "Brother, that bastard came out after five days, I have to find a bodyguard for Xiao Yu."

The fat man nodded, "It's good to find someone to watch for a few days. When that kid comes out, I can practice with him again!"

"Fat brother, thanks!"

The fat man waved his hand to stop a taxi, and before getting into the car, he said with a smile to Zhao Song: "The man came here for Xiaoyu, what does it have to do with you!" After finishing speaking, he got in the car and left.

Zhao Song curled his lips, meeting a cute girl like Xiao Yu, the man is either a hero, like a fat man, or a villain, like Xiao Liang!

At this time, the bearded man stepped forward, "Zhao Song, our company is also very surprised that this kind of thing happened. Here I apologize to you on behalf of the company."

As expected of a business elite, his hypocritical words are extremely sincere.

"Thousands of reasons can't cover up the fact that he is an employee of your company!" Zhao Song looked at him with disdain, several times unscrupulously pinching him like a little grasshopper. "If it wasn't for whipping you up, there would be big trouble, if it wasn't for the fear that many people would be unhappy, I would take people to your company to make a fuss tomorrow during the day!"

Looking at the bearded man with a displeased expression, Zhao Song said unhurriedly, "It's a big group and a big company, you have to pay attention to the influence!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Song turned around and left, ignoring the gloomy expression behind him.

Just now in front of his face, if you slap him, you will be offended to death!

As a business person, how can anyone do things like Zhao Song? Even if it is a small grasshopper, the current Tesla has many ways to disgust and fantasize.

However, Zhao Song had a convulsion again, and Wen's would definitely come, but he had to come to Wu's first.

As for Wen's, since he was afraid that the big leader would be unhappy, he could only wrong the little leader of his natal family.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning when we rushed back to Xiagou Village.

As soon as he parked the car on the side of the road, Zhao Song saw Xiao Yu's haggard face in the security hall at the intersection of Xiagou Village.

He hurriedly walked forward, "Why don't you sleep, and come to Uncle Lu?"

Uncle Lu exhaled, "Little girl is waiting for you, and I won't tell you what happened to her."

Zhao Song held Xiao Yu's hand, "It's okay, Uncle Lu, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Uncle Lu waved his hand, "I wish someone could accompany me!"

After rubbing Lian Shun's head, Zhao Songcai and Xiao Yu walked towards Youjia.

"Brother, is it because of my business?"

Zhao Song shook his head, then nodded again, "Xiao Yu, there is a brother here!"

The most fortunate thing for him is that he has been tossing and tossing since he was reborn, and he has known so many people from all walks of life. When he adopted Xiao Yu, all the things he worried about could be easily resolved with his current ability.

What he regrets the most now is letting Director Qi and his family down gently. The house is very valuable, but Xiao Yu's anger will not come out until ten years later when it is demolished, which is too long.

As for the old man of industry and commerce...the man has the ability to provoke a menopausal deputy director, oh, now that he is in the right place, he must have the ability to accept it, and it is not Zhao Song's turn to do anything.

"Brother, I went to deliver food to Aunt Wen two days ago, and I saw a man sneaking around in the street committee asking about you, so I got into a fight with him."

"A fight?" Zhao Song looked at her in a daze.

Xiao Yu nodded as a matter of course: "If those aunts didn't stop me, I would have put the chicken soup on his face."

Zhao Song looked at her with a smile, "Xiao Yu, if you encounter such a thing in the future, just tell your brother to go to sleep."

"Brother, haven't you sung to me yet?"

"There is no song," Zhao Song said with a wry smile, "Do you want to listen to Calabash Baby?"

Xiao Yu pouted and looked at Zhao Song, "I want a new song!"

"……..become."

Five minutes later, Xiao Yu finished washing quickly, lay on the pink bed, and looked at him expectantly with her little head exposed.

Holding a large iron basin in one hand and a frying spoon in the other, Zhao Song walked over and pinned the iron basin on the ground. He said, "Unless I remember something else, I can only sing old songs from now on!"

"Um."

Zhao Song looked at Xiaoyu, looked at the frying spoon in his hand, thought about it carefully, and then spoke.

"PPAP!" Gently read a paragraph of English letters, Zhao Song waved the frying spoon, and knocked on the iron basin very rhythmically.

"DuangDuangDuang~~~"

Accompanied by the rhythm, Zhao Song shook his head and his body.

"I have a pot, I have a granny. Well, granny pot. I have a pot, I have a fat granny. Well, fat granny pot. Granny pot, fat granny pot. Oh, fat granny pot."

At this time, Lian Shun in the security hall seemed to have heard something, and ran to the door of Xiaoyu's cubicle. Suddenly, the sound of knocking on the pots in the room became clear.

"Wow, woof, woof~~" After three o'clock in the middle of the night, a rhythmic dog barking resounded through Xiagou Village.

Hearing the smooth harmony outside, Zhao Song in the room became more and more excited as he sang, and the iron spoon became louder and louder.

"DuangDuang~" "Wow~"

"I have a pen, I have an apple. Wang Wang~

Apple-pen! woof woof woof~

I have a pen, I have pineapple.

Pineapple-pen! Woah~

Apple-pen~Pineapple-pen

Pen-Pineapple-Apple-pen!"

"Wow woof woof~"

At this time, all the residents' homes around the square were lit up.

"Zhao Song! You don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing!"

In the end, when the voice of Mr. Qian, the Supreme Emperor of Xiagou Village, was heard, everything was silent!

"Hee hee~"

"Wang~"

I didn't go out to fetch goods today. Send it up early, interview tomorrow, go to bed early.

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