V3.Chapter 33

"Bai Mifeng invited me to the birthday banquet."

Dou Ershao gave Sihuang an answer that was hard to refuse, "With me here, they will get closer to you."

"You're right." Si Huang boarded Dou Wenqing's private plane.

On the private plane, Si Huang couldn't help thinking whether to buy one by herself.

With her current financial resources and contacts, it is not difficult to do this, and there is no pressure at all to maintain a private jet.

It is only a high-profile and fearsome problem, but this problem does not seem to be a big problem for Si Huang.

On the private plane, someone specially served them and brought red wine and desserts to the two of them.

Si Huang looked at the beautifully crafted dessert cakes on the table, and couldn't help but wonder if Dou Wenqing had already made up his mind that he would definitely go with him?

Sihuang didn't ask this question, she donated all the desserts that Dou Ershao clearly didn't know how to eat to Wubao, and let the snow-white hamster roll in the cheerful sweets paradise.

Dou Wenqing doesn't mind this, as long as Wubao doesn't make the cake all over the table, if it's dirty, it's actually quite fun and kind-hearted to watch.

"What's your code name?"

"do not you know?"

Dou Wenqing said frankly: "Master Qin didn't disclose it to the outside world."

Si Huang smiled and said, "Then continue to keep it secret."

"We are partners." Dou Wenqing reminded him that as a partner, he should be given appropriate trust.

Si Huang was not fooled, "This cooperation is in my own name, and has nothing to do with the blood flag."

"Really." Dou Wenqing's tone was not questionable, it was still inorganic and cold, but the meaning of these two characters was thought-provoking.

Si Huang didn't answer, she didn't care what Dou Wenqing guessed, anyway, if she didn't say it herself, no one would know what her ultimate purpose was.

It didn't take long to get from Beijing to City H. Si Huang was wearing a simple and casual sweater and beige trousers, with canvas shoes on his feet, a shoulder bag on his back, and a baseball cap on his head. He looked like a sunny and healthy sportsman. boy. Dou Wenqing, who was dressed similarly to her, was wearing a dark casual suit, with slightly long bangs covering her eyebrows and eyes, and her cool demeanor was unique in the noisy city.

Before Si Huang knew that Dou Wenqing was actually a man who liked to wear casual clothes. When it was not necessary, the most thing in his wardrobe was a complete set of casual clothes.

Dressed up like this, at first glance he could be misunderstood as a college student who just left school, and some people believed him, provided that he didn't use his aura to force people.

"Second Young Master Dou, let's separate here." Si Huang turned sideways to Dou Wenqing who was walking with her.

Dou Wenqing's eyes behind her hair looked at her coldly.

"You are too conspicuous." Si Huang pointed out.

After finishing speaking, Si Huang didn't wait for Dou Wenqing's answer, turned around and strode out, with his back turned to Dou Wenqing and waved smartly, "Call me if you need anything."

Seeing this, Chai Liang, who was following in the distance, couldn't help being speechless again. Young Master Si really became more and more courageous, especially when dealing with Second Young Master, he dared to say anything.

Is Dou Wenqing a good-tempered person? Obviously not, he is notoriously ruthless in dealing with people and things, and it is no wonder that he will obediently endure and do nothing if he is so disgusted by Si Huang!

As soon as Chai Liang saw Er Shao's gesture, he immediately leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Second Young Master, what's your order?"

"Call Bai Mifeng and tell him we're here," Dou Wenqing said.

Chai Liang understood that "we" did not refer to him and Er Shao Dou, but Er Shao and Si Shao.

He immediately understood what his second young master meant, "Okay."

This caused Sihuang to receive a call from Bai Mifeng not long after he left, and complained to her in an elder-friendly tone: "Why don't you tell uncle when you arrive? If Mr. Dou didn't call, I don't know about it yet. Where are you now? I'll send your cousin to pick you up."

Si Huang didn't believe that it was Dou Wenqing who made the call himself, but it's not surprising that he ordered others to do it.

He scolded Dou Wenqing in his heart for being narrow-minded, and said to Bai Mifeng, "No, I want to visit City H, and I'll visit again in two days."

Bai Mifeng heard the coldness in her tone, and agreed after a second of consideration, "Then remember to call."

"Okay." After Si Huang finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

It was the first time that she used illusion skills on her own face, and others would not pay attention to her when they saw her. The impression left in her mind was just a passerby who was forgotten in a blink of an eye, and more of a passerby with a comfortable temperament.

After taking a taxi to the Jinglan family on Shanshan Road, Sihuang walked into the small villa where he used to live.

Because no one has cleaned it for a long time, a layer of dust has accumulated in the house.

Si Huang walked around, spent half a day cleaning the room alone, sat in the living room, put the song discs in the TV cabinet into the DVD, and then lay on the sofa and listened with closed eyes.

"Mom, Fenghua is gone, Bai Qinglan is dead, Si Zhihan is imprisoned where you were imprisoned before, and Si Hua is helpless in a foreign country."

Si Huang whispered, "But I haven't found any clues about your life experience. Si Zhihan is an ordinary person, so the special blood in my body comes from you."

"Your bloodline is very weak, so weak that you almost have no supernatural powers. Except for your beautiful appearance and voice, it doesn't really produce supernatural powers to confuse people."

"Mom, wait a little longer. After a while, I will rectify your name."

"Since I can't find a clue, let others come to me."

The only person who can hear Sihuang talking to himself here is Wubao.

The snow-white hamster crawled out, nestled next to Sihuang's hand, and hugged one of Sihuang's fingers with its four limbs.

It didn't understand Sihuang's mood now, but felt that it should say something, so it said it.

[Your Majesty, you have already fried chicken and fried chicken sticks! 】

Wubao spoke very seriously.

I still remember that this is the starting point after it and Sihuang left the Si family villa.

A lot of memories have been left here. This is the place where it strengthened Sihuang's body for the first time, and it is also the place where Sihuang taught him to know the artifacts of computer networks.

At that time, Wubao never imagined that the majesty of its fried chicken sticks could harvest so many golden glitters and so many little pinks, and the scenery along the way was infinite.

At that time, its wish was to urge His Majesty to actively earn gold glitter, so that he could live one more day. Then His Majesty did it, and he did it beyond imagination. In Wubao's eyes, Sihuang is the most powerful and most worthy of his Majesty's following, so awesome that no one can compare.

Therefore, it is true that the real number one brain-dead fan is the one who is determined to be the five treasures of Sihuang's number one favorite.

I don't know if there is one of the golden glitters in Sihuang's belief?

"Pfft." Sihuang was amused by its tone and laughed very cheerfully, "Hahahaha."

Probably because of touching the scene, Sihuang also remembered his life with Wubao here.

Wubao, who used to be like a life-threatening ghost and a miser, pretends to be an uncle, but actually knows nothing about modern things, and is cute and playful.

Looking at the current Wubao, she is not stingy at all in spending gold glitter and little pink on her body. To the outside world, she calls herself the master of Wubao, but to her she is determined to be her first favorite, wholeheartedly full of stupid and cute energy.

Si Huang raised her hand and placed it in front of her eyes, looking at Wubao who was holding her fingers tightly with her limbs, her eyes were rare and gentle, "You are also great."

Uncle Wubao's hair exploded immediately.

The skin under the hair felt hot.

It raised its two forelimbs to hold its face, then its round body lost its balance and fell from Sihuang's fingers.

"squeak!"

One hand catches it just in time.

"Sleep with me." Si Huang closed her eyes.

Wu Bao blinked, and shyly twisted his body, 【Your Majesty, I don't know how to serve you in bed! 】

Its head was suddenly hit by a blow, and its round and white body fell on Sihuang's body with its limbs facing the sky.

So happy……

Wu Bao's eyes were red, and he felt that his position as the number one favorite was more firm and unshakable.

...

Si Huang was awakened by the ringing of the phone. She opened her eyes and found that the surroundings were already dark.

Smear took out her phone, saw that it was Qin Fan on the caller ID, and she answered it.

"Hello."

"Um."

"doing what?"

"sleep."

"I woke you up?"

"Do not blame you."

Qin Fan let out a low laugh, "You are leisurely."

"Sir, do you want to condemn me for being lazy?" Si Huang sat up and grabbed the five treasures that had been pulled to her neckline.

Wubao's resentment, it was the first time that he felt that the sun was very threatening, and he actually affected the popularity of Wubao!

Qin Fan said, "I'll keep the account for you first."

Si Huang raised her eyebrows and mentioned the word bookkeeping. She suddenly remembered that once in bed, the man said that he slipped his mouth once and attributed his beastly behavior to the debt she owed, and the debt in the booklet always has to be paid!

She still doesn't know what the pamphlet Qin Fan was talking about, and when did she owe so much to the man?

During the short silence, Qin Fan suddenly said: "Huanghuang, safety is more important than missions, don't risk exposing yourself, you know?"

"Safety is more important than missions..." Si Huang smiled and said, "I understand, but I want to return this sentence to you."

Qin Fan was dumbfounded, and continued, "Honey, I miss you."

This ability to change the topic really made Sihuang unable to complain, she said, "I still have something to do, so I hang up."

The call was hung up mercilessly.

Qin Fan, who was far away in the D district, sincerely said a word of love, and wanted to have a sweet phone call with his precious daughter-in-law, so his heart was smashed to pieces.

*

Si Huang, on the other hand, was in high spirits because she slept through the night, so she went to the study upstairs to turn on the computer, and searched for news about Bai's Pharmaceutical.

During this period of time, Bai's Pharmaceutical can be said to be unique among its peers. The cooperation with Tengyue Group has allowed Bai's latest product to be put into production very quickly, and it will not be long before it can be released to the market.

Bai's Pharmaceuticals is also well received on the Internet, as if Bai Qinglan was suspected of smuggling illegal drugs before, it was gradually forgotten by people.

There is no lack of intentions to involve her in it. Using her and the Tengyue Group as a show, with her large number of fans and the most backing guarantee of the Tengyue Group, it is difficult for Bai's Pharmaceutical to not think of it.

After Si Huang read it, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and before closing the webpage, he thought of Su Yueban again.

Originally thought that the current Su Yueban could more or less cope with Wu Shuang's suppression, but after Si Huang checked the information, she found that things were not as simple as she thought.

Su Yueban's family business was obviously suppressed by his peers, and even by several companies at the same time. The reason appeared to be caused by the grievances of the juniors, but it was not.

Sihuang found the root cause from the clues in the materials. This is not a commercial battle caused by petty fights among juniors, it is clearly a good excuse to seek money.

It turned out that the Su family had acquired a piece of land, and learned from gossip in the circle that there was a possibility of a skyrocketing price. As long as he successfully developed it, it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as an inch of gold and an inch of land.

This made my peers jealous, and I don't know who is the final pusher of a certain empress. He joined forces with others to exert pressure on Su, making him short of funds, unable to develop and reluctant to part with the piece of meat in his hand. .

The reason why Sihuang was able to guess these things through the information on the Internet is because she also secretly participated in this piece of land.

It's just that the point of her foot is not to participate in the development of this piece of land, but to fish in troubled waters in the stock market, rising with the current, and retreating quickly in case of disaster.

In the previous life, this piece of land was called golden dung, implying how precious it was in the early stage, and how hated it was in the later stage.

How many people got rich overnight because of it, and lost their wealth because of it.

At that time, Si Huang remembered the greatness of the matter, but he didn't remember which companies were entrapped.

Si Huang closed the webpage, and sent a message to Su Yueban with an anonymous ZZ account.

Recently, Su Yueban has been staying in his hometown of B province because of getting into trouble. Seeing his father aged more than five years because of the trouble he caused, his eyes are always bloodshot and anxious, Su Yueban herself Don't feel guilty about it.

Ever since she joined Fenghuang Entertainment, Su Yueban couldn't help but feel a little proud. She felt that she was also a winner in life, and she was able to stand out with her own ability, and she also had face in front of relatives and cousins ​​at home.

It's just that the good times don't last long. He didn't expect that there are still many people in this world that he can't afford to offend. It's just a wrong sentence that has caused a catastrophe affecting the family business.

Su Yueban still doesn't understand why a few quarrels can be upgraded to the level of elders and business wars.

However, what he doesn't understand is no longer important, and now the focus is on how to help his father.

Su Yueban had persuaded his father that if he went bankrupt, he would go bankrupt. At worst, he would come to support him. With his current capital, it would be no problem to raise a big family.

After saying this, he was slapped by his father.

"This is not a matter that can be solved by going bankrupt with a single flaw. You know that this is a country that your grandfather built from scratch. How could it be ruined in my hands? Manly man, the matter has not yet reached a desperate situation, how can you say you have to admit defeat? Just admit defeat? Besides, do you know how many workers in our company still rely on us for food? How many people have worked hard together with your grandfather? I retired and you are raising them. This has taken root, can you retreat casually?"

Su Yueban was taken aback by the beating, he jumped up and shouted out a quick sentence, "After all, you are afraid that you won't be able to lose face, and feel that you will lose face if you lose!"

Su Qiangsheng's face turned green and pale, "Yes! Your father and I have been good-faced all our lives! I just can't afford to lose this man!"

Su Yueban was taken aback by his expression, thinking that he would strike again, she took a step back involuntarily.

It turned out that his father didn't move. When he looked up, he saw Su Qiangsheng sitting down with a complicated expression. He rarely saw the decadent appearance of his strong father. It was like a mountain suddenly crumbling, which made his heart tremble.

"Little fat, this is the root left by your grandfather, and it is also the root that will be left to you."

Before Su Yueban was waved away by his father, he heard such a sigh.

"Your father can't easily admit defeat."

Su Yueban's eyes turned red inexplicably, and when she returned to her room, she suddenly remembered that his father hadn't blamed him until now. It was obviously his fault, but the group of relatives were all sneering at him, so they almost didn't directly call him a bastard.

In the next few days, Su Yueban was thinking of a solution, but he always thought that he was very successful, only to realize that his strength was not enough when the disaster came.

Fenghuang Entertainment is very strong, but the other party has no reason to serve him, and he can't privately use Fenghuang Entertainment's resources on his family business. Yuan Liang and Zong Haohao's help is limited.

On the contrary, Li Jiming, the young man of Wanheng Group who is also in the real estate business, for Sihuang's sake, gave some convenience and help at the right time.

Speaking of Sihuang, Su Yue had thought about him halfway. When the disaster happened, he immediately wanted to ask Sihuang for help, but at that time Sihuang was not in the capital, and Yuxi also said that he could not be found. Su Half a month can only give up.

As time passed, Su Yueban gradually calmed down, and after realizing that Si Huang had returned, he didn't want to talk to Si Huang anymore.

He remembered that Sihuang had reminded him more than once, telling him to be more careful in what he said in the future, otherwise he would definitely cause trouble, but he always said yes every time, and never really took it to heart.

Now that things have developed to this point, if he asks Sihuang for help, how can Sihuang help him? Matters concerning real estate and business cannot be resolved through advertising and publicity.

Of course, it would be useful if the broad masses of the people could be mobilized to help, but this would have too much impact on Sihuang's reputation and work, not to mention whether Sihuang would agree, and he himself would definitely not be able to say so.

After such a delay, Sihuang has been back for a few days, Su Yueban didn't contact Sihuang, and even told Yuan Liang and the others not to tell him about the situation at home, saying that he would deal with it soon Get back to work after finishing some personal business.

Tonight, he was chatting with Yuan Liang and the others on ZZ, when he suddenly received a private message from a stranger.

This account is his private account, and few people know about it. Unlike the management account, this account does not have settings to refuse friends and private messages from strangers.

He thought that someone he knew had also opened the trumpet, and when he clicked on it, he was shocked by the content of the private message inside.

"Fatty Su, why aren't you talking?" Yuan Liang's voice came from the earphones.

Su Yueban replied, "Wait! Let's talk about it next time."

Yuan Liang heard that his tone was not right, and let him turn off the voice conversation without asking what it was.

In the room, Su Yueban looked at the stranger's private message again, and after making sure that she read it correctly, she typed a reply.

The summer moon bends and bends: Who are you?

ZZ15236XXXX: wooden eleven.

When Su Yueban saw the name, she felt that it was not her real name, and she even felt that this person was playing with herself.

Just playing him with this kind of thing, how boring is it, and how much do you hate him?

Su Yueban was about to block him when the other party sent another message.

ZZ15236XXXX: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]

ZZ15236XXXX: I'll throw it away.

Su Yueban looked at the data on each picture, and his heart beat uncontrollably again. He sent several messages in succession, asking who the other party was and why did he tell him these things. The result showed that the other party had gone offline .

When Su Yueban couldn't get a response, she went to Yuan Liang again and asked him to check the ZZ notes of this account, but found that there was nothing, it was a dead account that ZZ had just developed and registered.

The appearance of this person was so sudden and coincidental that Su Yueban couldn't calm down no matter what.

Finally he stood up and decided to go to Su Qiangsheng for advice.

*

Regarding Su Yueban's arrival, Su Qiangsheng didn't have a good attitude. He was obviously still struggling with his son, but he didn't refuse to meet him.

When Su Yueban explained the reason for his visit, Su Qiangsheng's face changed, he stood up and walked in front of him and asked in surprise, "What did you say was the name of that person just now?"

"Mu Shiyi." Su Yue was slightly taken aback, not understanding why Su Qiangsheng reacted so strongly.

He opened the notebook he brought over and showed Su Qiangsheng the chat history inside, "This is a screenshot of his stock."

It was only a short page of chat history, but Su Qiangsheng read it carefully, especially the first sentence sent by an unfamiliar account.

ZZ15236XXXX: Sell the Golden Corner and buy the Beitang Village next door.

Su Qiangsheng read this sentence over and over again, and then couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hahahahaha!"

He laughed extraordinarily freely, as if he had vented all the depression and aggrieved these days.

Su Yue was stunned and called out hesitantly, "Dad?"

Su Qiangsheng didn't respond.

Su Yueban couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed his shoulder and shouted loudly: "Dad! What's wrong with you!?"

Su Qiangsheng's laughter stopped short, and he looked down at his son, as if looking at some strange creature.

Su Yueban's hairs stood on end when he saw it, and wondered if his father had been bewitched, or why was his reaction so weird? First he laughed, and then he didn't even seem to recognize his own son.

"Where did you get your luck?" Su Qiangsheng asked doubtfully, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Su Yue half blacked out, completely confused by his father's inexplicable words and deeds, without latching the door, "Dad, are you bewitched?!"

"You're just bewitched!" Su Qiangsheng slapped him on the head, this time was different from the last time he slapped him, it was obviously done in a joking manner.

Su Yueban was even more strange, and then heard his father say: "It's a good thing, it's a good thing. You really don't know how much blessing you have accumulated in your previous life, so you get help from noble people one after another."

"What do you mean?" Su Yueban guessed that this matter had something to do with that Mu Shiyi, "Dad, you should make it clear."

"Sit down." Su Qiangsheng sat down first, and waited for Su Yueban to sit next to him, then pointed to the chat records in his ZZ account: "Do you know who Mu Shiyi is?"

"I don't know." Su Yueban said bluntly.

"Guess you don't know, it's a fool's blessing."

Su Yueban didn't want to argue with his father anymore, she just wanted him to explain where her luck was?

Su Qiangsheng no longer whetted his appetite, and sighed to Su Yueban: "This Mu Shiyi is a legendary figure who rose up suddenly last year. There was no sign of it before, and he made a lot of money in the stock market without making a sound. Man, the most frightening thing is that he has never lost, and he can always seize the best time to advance and retreat freely. Among them, there is a lucky person who is in danger of bankruptcy, and he was brought back to life by a word, so the business circle knows this person Call him Little God of Wealth."

"Is it so mysterious?" Su Yueban doesn't know much about business matters, he prefers to play with his ZZ and plan, "Maybe it's a deliberate hype."

"Hype your size!" Su Qiangsheng scolded: "The money he earns is enough for you brat to spend a few lifetimes, why do you hype! If he really loves hype, he won't win too much in a year. There are clues, and only now has a name been revealed, and everyone doesn't even know who he is, how old he is, or what he looks like, it's all guesswork."

Su Yueban was even more surprised, "Why does such a hanging person help me? I don't know him!"

Su Qiangsheng looked at him with even more strange eyes, he wanted to know this question even more.

"Could it be that I really gave birth to a lucky star? Just like you, you met a Sihuang to help you pave the way in the front, and a little God of Wealth to help you wipe your butt in the back. It's really..."

Su Yueban looked at his father shaking his head and sighing, his face twisted.

I have never seen anyone look down on their son so much!

But Su Yueban was also surprised. Judging by his father's relaxed attitude, it can be seen that Mu Shiyi, the little God of Wealth, is really hanging. But why would such a hanging person find him and help him? Could it be that kindness broke out?

"Dad, are you really going to sell the golden horn? Are you afraid of being scammed?" Su Yueban was still worried.

He wasn't worried that his family's property would be lost, but that his father's heart couldn't bear it.

Su Qiangsheng said decisively: "Sell! Don't they want to buy this mess? I'll buy it for them!"

Who used to treat the mess in his mouth like a treasure and hold on to it to the death?

Su Yueban was suddenly curious about who Mu Shiyi was, and a simple sentence could change his father's mind.

"What if this Mu Shiyi is fake? Could it be someone else's conspiracy? Or is he actually cooperating with our enemy?"

"It's true." Su Qiangsheng clicked on the picture in the chat history to show Su Yueban, "With the shares he secretly acquired, he doesn't have to trouble himself to get the Golden Horn."

Su Yueban was still worried.

Su Qiangsheng understands his feelings, if he is suddenly helped by someone he doesn't know and pulls himself back to the world when he is facing death, he will feel as if he is in a dream.

But this matter was communicated to him through Su Yueban, so Su Qiangsheng calmed down instead.

Maybe his son is really a lucky star? Su Yueban performed exceptionally well in Jinghua University, which others couldn't get into!

In Jinghua University, I happened to meet such an outstanding child as Sihuang, and then he went on a smooth journey to achieve a height that most of his peers could not reach. He was close to finally breaking into a catastrophe, but because of a blessing in disguise, he was favored by the little God of Wealth, and a God of Wealth came. One word to solve the crisis.

Su Qiangsheng was almost jealous of his son.

If you are so lucky, there is really no one else!

City H.

After Si Huang got off the computer, she took a shower and walked home wearing a silk shirt.

Since she just woke up, Si Huang didn't feel sleepy at all. She walked in the villa, opening and closing the rooms one by one. When she reached a room with a piano, Si Huang stopped and walked towards the room walked in.

This room has a balcony with panoramic glass on one side. In addition to the piano, there is also a violin on the table, and the bookshelves against the wall are full of music-related books.

Si Huang lifted the tarpaulin covering the piano, slid her freshly washed fingers across the smooth lacquer surface of the piano, and then sat down with her hands on the black and white keys.

Maybe it's because of returning to the old place today, Sihuang's mood is unexpectedly different, and a trace of unspeakable inspiration emerges in his mind.

She suddenly opened her eyes, then stood up and ran quickly to the study, the slippers made a light 'da da da' sound on the wooden floor, Si Huang's mood became even more elevated.

Holding the mobile phone on the computer desk in the study room, she returned to the piano room at a faster speed, and returned to the front of the piano. Si Huang turned on the recording of the mobile phone, then laid down the black and white keys with both hands, and closed her eyes.

'Ding--'

The first notes sounded.

A series of simple and smart piano sounds sounded.

The tranquility of the night, the sudden dark clouds, the stormy rain, the cold darkness seems to hide a vicious devil, you think you are about to be swallowed, but you find that the devil is smiling, his laughter is mysterious and ghostly. When the dark clouds cleared and the morning light fell, even the devil's laughter became clear and clear. It turned out that it was not a devil, but the sound of leaves being blown by the strong wind. There are also elves flying around.

An impromptu performance, an original piano piece.

Si Huang stopped the last note, and even her mood became clear and empty. She smiled and turned off the recording of her mobile phone, and then sent it to Yu Chen with a message, asking him to find someone to write the song.

Feather's message came back quickly, indicating that he hadn't slept yet at this point.

"You created it originally? What's the name?"

Si Huang thought for a while, and sent a letter, "Sleepwalking."

After this message passed, there was no reply from Yuxi for a minute, and Si Huang guessed that he might have listened to the latest song.

Looking at the decorations in the room, Si Huang felt different, and suddenly felt that it would be nice to face the Bai family tomorrow.

Music is indeed a skill and an art that can cultivate people's sentiments and vent their emotions.

Si Huang stood up, unconsciously pressing her fingers on the black and white keys, and thought arrogantly to herself: This talent is bestowed by the person who loves her, and has nothing to do with Si Zhihan.

A thought came up, and Sihuang laughed at herself for having such a naive idea, but she didn't hate this naivety, it was the right she lacked before.

Si Huang picked up the phone again, with a smirk on her lips, took a selfie of herself, and sent it to Qin Fan.

Within a few seconds, Qin Fan called, with a heavy tone, "What are you playing?"

Si Huang said: "Didn't you say you miss me? I'll give you a photo to think about it."

"I want to have sex with you on the piano now!" The man said nasty words with a heavy breath.

It was this photo that really inspired him.

In the literary scenes, the lovers wearing shirts just after taking a shower, especially the lovers' bad expressions, are personally unbearable.

What's more, a few hours ago, the man's heart longing for warmth was severely hurt by the fall.

"Let's talk about it next time."

The man on the other end of the phone paused, momentarily stunned.

What he heard was to talk about it next time, instead of directly rejecting it, that is to say, Huanghuang also has such plans?

A torch burned the man so badly that his voice became hoarse, "Huanghuang..."

Si Huang responded, "Tomorrow, I will go to contact the people of the Bai family."

Qin Fan: "..."

Why did the topic suddenly turn to such a serious business?

However, when it came to business, Qin Fan also thought of the things he needed to do recently, and he couldn't help reducing his extra thoughts, "I can't come back for the time being."

"Well, for the convenience of work, don't call casually during the day."

Although Qin Fan knew that what Si Huang said was right, he was still stabbed in the heart by this sentence, feeling very uncomfortable.

Doesn't his baby miss him at all?

Immediately afterwards, I heard Sihuang chuckle and say: "I will log in to the blood flag chat room at any time and report the mission situation to the commander."

Qin Fan's heart warmed up again, he was so tormented by the child that he couldn't laugh or cry, and said in a low tone, "Remember to chat privately."

Si Huang burst out laughing heartily, with a rare gentle voice, "Do you want me to re-record a new song for you?"

Although Qin Fan's side effects didn't show up anymore, he didn't mind the baby caring more about him, so the corner of his mouth raised and his tone rose, "Okay."

The soldiers in Area D still don't know that their training program tomorrow will be in the same mood as Uncle Qin's. They have gone from the world to the region, and from the region to the heaven, all in a few words from Sihuang.

After the chat between the two ended, Si Huang saw that she had received a recent reply message from Yuen on her mobile phone, which said that the title of the song she chose did not match the song.

Si Huang smiled and didn't reply him.

The next day, early morning.

Sihuang habitually got up early for morning exercises, then took a shower and changed into clean clothes, then took a taxi to the Bai family's residence.

The driver of the taxi was an old man. After hearing the address, he chatted with Sihuang on the way, "Is the little brother going to Dr. Bai's house?"

Si Huang raised his eyebrows, and said with a hearty smile: "Master, do you even know this?"

"I know! I have been driving here for more than ten years, and I know the address as soon as you tell me." The old master laughed and said, "And Dr. Bai is a good doctor."

"Are you a good doctor? But wasn't there a case of smuggling banned drugs before?"

"Eh? That's not done by Dr. Bai, it's all businessmen who are greedy for money, and they almost killed my family's family!"

"Hearing what you say, master, you have great respect for Bai's Pharmaceutical."

"I can't say I admire it, but I think there are too few doctors who are conscientious and don't offend the common people. The medicines produced by Dr. Bai and Bai's are really good."

Si Huang smiled and didn't speak any more, and when he was almost at the place, he said to the teacher, "You can stop the car."

"Don't you need to drive in?" the master asked.

"No need." Sihuang paid him the car fare.

This is an old villa area in H City, but the environment has always been good, and the locals who live there rarely move out. Most of them are well-known people in H City, so the security check has always been strict.

The guard room is guarded by two men who rarely see the people who live here, and they don't drive in but walk on foot.

"Wait, who are you looking for?" the young guard asked sternly.

Si Huang turned his head to look at him, the illusion on his face had been released.

Such a 100% recognizable face made the young guard stunned for a moment, then widened his eyes.

It was another older guard next to him who quickly turned on the switch, and said politely, "Master Si, please come in, do you want to call a battery car for you?"

The area of ​​the villa area is relatively large, and there are battery cars in it to serve the residents.

Si Huang responded lightly: "No need." and walked in.

The young guard looked at her back, and when he was almost out of sight, he said to the person next to him, "Si Huang! He's so fucking handsome, no wonder so many women love him to death, this is the real face-saving Ah! I guess even if he doesn't take anything with him, no matter where he goes to buy things, there will be a lot of people willing to sell them to him."

"Okay, don't be silly! Don't forget to do this for us, the guests* must not reveal it." The older one reminded him.

"Understood." The young guard sighed. He heard that the "Looking for His Majesty" activity was very popular recently, and he didn't know what rewards there would be.

If he can sell the news about Sihuang, he will definitely make a lot of money.

At this moment, Sihuang was walking on the road in the villa area, silently looking at the surrounding environment, and his mind had turned several times.

Bai's Pharmaceutical is willing to spend money, and the advertisements are all in people's words. When everyone takes a taxi and the driver occasionally stirs up the topic, they will definitely chat. They feel that the driver knows a lot. When they talk like this, it will naturally pass from person to person. It is not surprising that the reputation of Shi Pharmaceutical has improved so quickly.

Besides, Si Huang knew that it was an informant when she saw the secret gesture from the old guard just now, and she didn't know when she was arranged to come in. If the other party hadn't made a hint, she would never have thought of it.

After spending more than half an hour analyzing the surrounding environment clearly, Si Huang picked up his mobile phone and called Bai Mifeng.

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No Responsibility Small Theater:

Liang Liang: How much money did you make secretly?

Your Majesty: This... can I check the accounts first?

Liangliang: ...Suddenly feel that there is a long way to go to adopt a wife.

Your Majesty: It's okay, I will take care of you.

Liangliang: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻It's different! Is it different! My heart is full!