The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Thinking about it this way, she is simply a role model among good sisters.

Su Nanzhi appeared at Jiang Beiyu's house without any surprise.

I don't know if it's because I'm too used to having someone to eat with me during this period of time, Jiang Beiyu suddenly felt that eating alone was meaningless, so he called He Jingchuan and asked He Jingchuan to come out for a casual meal.

Just as He Jingchuan was blaming Jiang Beiyu for not knowing what a beautiful fairy was hiding in his house, he failed to ask him out for a whole month, most importantly, for a month.

Jiang Beiyu didn't like to listen, "Didn't I go out to have breakfast with you before?"

"The fresh shrimp rice roll at the gate of your school also counts? A five-yuan breakfast?"

Jiang Beiyu paused, "Experience the feelings of his alma mater, won't you?"

"Anyway, I can't get better. After all, you even asked me to buy breakfast for five yuan."

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

It was really a beautiful accident that day.

Jiang Beiyu's cell phone forgot to charge, how can I pay for it when it's out of battery, brother, isn't it just for this time?

It just so happened that He Jingchuan wanted to come with him to see if he had secretly left the order, so he had to pay the money, or else he would have to rely on his personal credit to ask the boss for credit.

Jiang Beiyu clicked his tongue, "Then I'll treat you to this meal, finish it quickly, everyone will go back to their respective houses and find their mothers."

He Jingchuan: "Did you fucking speak human language?"

"Jiang Beiyu, I found that you are living more and more like my dad now. He also turns off the lights and goes to bed before 9:30 every night. Let alone going out to socialize, he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't come home after 7:00. "

Therefore, as his father's son, He Jingchuan had no choice but to shoulder the task of socializing for his father.

So seeing that his little friend who grew up with him is now living more comfortably than his father, He Jingchuan felt that he had been betrayed by this world.

"Brother, tell me the truth, is there really a woman hiding in your family?" He Jingchuan paused for a while, then glanced at Jiang Beiyu's face, and after making sure that there was no sign of getting angry, he added a sentence carefully , "The one that stipulates that you have to be home before seven o'clock in the evening?"

Jiang Beiyu didn't speak, but looked at him with a look of "what the hell are you talking about?"

He Jingchuan once thought that he was asking for humiliation.

In fact, it seems to have that kind of meaning.

But he seems to be born with no fear of death.

"Then you are hiding a man, right? So exciting?"

The latter half of the sentence is from the heart, the kind that was accidentally spoken.

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

"I have told you a sentence many times, why don't you always listen?"

"What words?"

Jiang Beiyu stared at him expressionlessly, "When will your nonsense be as little as your money?"

He Jingchuan: "...That probably won't work. I have made money recently, and I will make more and more money in the future."

That probably means: his trash talk is going to be so loud all the time.

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

No matter what He Jingchuan said, the aggressive method was still reasonable, and Jiang Beiyu still insisted on going home after dinner.

He Jingchuan refused this time, he wanted to go back to see what charm that independent villa had, which would allow a young man in his early twenties to run back without drinking or going to the bar.