Hearing the words "little president", Si's father was stunned for a moment, and slowly answered, "Hello, I'm Si Yunfeng, Si Nanzhe's father."
"I'm Qin Ning." Qin Ning said peacefully.
Hearing Qin Ning's voice, Father Si coughed, and cast a cold light on Si Nanzhe with his deep eyes, and said solemnly, "Does the little president have any advice?"
"I want to see Si Nanzhe. Is it convenient?" Qin Ning asked indifferently.
Sifu thought for two seconds, and replied: "If the little president is because of those messy things on Weibo, there is no need to meet. This is a family scandal of the Si family, and we want to deal with it ourselves."
"Si Nanzhe is my friend, Uncle. If it's convenient, I'll bring someone to pick him up now." Qin Ning changed his tone, not using his status as president to please himself.
Father Si was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he chuckled lightly, "Okay, since you are my son's friend, then come here."
"Please uncle give me a location, I will go now."
"Hmm. Wait a minute." After Si Fu sent Qin Ning a location on Si Nanzhe's phone, he threw the phone aside and continued to whip Si Nanzhe with a feather duster.
Half an hour later, Qin Ning and Doudou arrived outside Si's house.
"Qin Xiaoning, go in. I'll be waiting outside." Doudou didn't want to go in to see Sifu, so she held the steering wheel and kept shaking her head at Qin Ning.
Qin Ning raised his eyebrows, took a deep look at Doudou, and joked, "The ugly daughter-in-law will see her in-laws sooner or later."
"That's not my in-laws! Qin Xiaoning, don't talk nonsense, you will die, don't you know that?" Doudou almost buried her face in the steering wheel.
Qin Ning chuckled, and stopped teasing Doudou, she turned and walked into the Si family's villa.
When the servant led her in, Si Nanzhe was still kneeling on the keyboard. Seeing a few chicken feathers on his body, Qin Ning knew that this guy had been beaten a lot. She looked at Si Nanzhe sympathetically, and said to Si Fu: "Uncle, I want to take him away, is it convenient?"
"What do you think?" Father Si stared into Qin Ning's eyes.
Qin Ning nodded, shrugged and said, "I think it's very convenient. There are some things that are inconvenient for you to do, but it's convenient for me. I think Si Nanzhe must have a hard time about this matter."
When Si Nanzhe heard Qin Ning's words, he almost burst into tears. He nodded to Qin Ning non-stop, yes, yes, he has difficulties, very big difficulties.
"Hmph! Why? I don't think he has any brains!" Although Si Fu scolded him like this, he didn't intend to stop Qin Ning from letting Si Nanzhe go.
Qin Ning understood Sifu's meaning, pulled Sinanzhe up from the ground, and nodded his thanks to Sifu, "Don't worry, Uncle, I will give you a satisfactory result."
"Well, hard work, little president!" Sifu's attitude took a 360-degree turn. It turned out that his black face just now was for Si Nanzhe to see.
Si Nanzhe, who walked out of the villa, couldn't stand still. He walked tremblingly, "Little president, you can do it. The old man of our family rarely listens to other people's persuasion. But this time he listened to you. If not Without you, I can't escape today. I was almost beaten to death by him."
"Don't talk about the beating, Doudou is in the car, have you thought about how to explain it to her yet?" Qin Ning asked.
Si Nanzhe was stunned for a moment, and looked at the car with a complicated expression, a certain kind of light flashed in his eyes, "Who asked her to come. Keep adding to the chaos."
"Tsundere moment, chasing his wife to the crematorium, friendly reminder." Qin Ning patted Si Nanzhe on the shoulder, turned around and opened the passenger door.