Chapter 45： 3rd check-in task

"Xu Ang, you rascal, you lied to children, you are not a ren."

Xiaomaiyin's owner was like an irritated puppy, calling out to Xu Ang angrily. With her cute and fierce appearance, Xu Ang couldn't help but grab her and kiss her little cheek.

"Tell brother, where did I offend you?"

"There is no Princess White Meow, and there are no seven puppies, only Snow White and the seven dwarfs. You tell stories to deceive children, you are a stinky boy."

It turned out to be the fault of the bedtime story.

"Who told you this?"

The little boy didn't even think about it, and answered crisply, "Sister Xiaomi."

She was like the overlord of Chu at the Hongmen Banquet, who sold allies as soon as she opened her mouth, leaving Yang Xiaomi on the side speechless.

I learned to sell teammates at a very young age. Little Xu Xiao, why are you like this?

"Princess Snow White is a person, and Princess Bai Miao is a cat. Those are two stories. Why do you say that Princess Bai Miao doesn't have seven puppies?"

Xu Ang stopped the child, she tilted her head to think about it, and finally decided to give up thinking.

"I don't care, you are a badass, I want Xiaoying's mother to teach you a lesson."

Okay, little kid Xu Xiao, you learned to be a rogue at a young age, but when you grow up, you'll be fine?

Xu Ang has some experience in dealing with children. He took out a big puppet that had just been sent from a factory in Detroit, shook it in front of the children, and sighed: "Some children say I'm a bad guy, I'm so sad, this Don't give her the puppet."

The child's eyes were firmly attracted the moment the puppet appeared, and when Xu Ang said no to her, she immediately became anxious.

"Pigeon is not a bad egg, but a good egg, a very good egg."

"Xu Ang, you are the best pigeon, my sister loves you."

With a snort, Xu Ang expressed his disbelief.

The little sister can only talk about it, but she doesn't express it at all.

Is it not easy to express?

The little boy hugged Xu Ang's neck and brought his little mouth up, just a few mouthfuls. After leaving several marks with saliva on Xu Ang's face, he looked at Xu Ang eagerly.

Feeling the wetness on his face, Xu Ang felt that something was wrong, and he seemed to have suffered a big loss.

"Pigeon, just give it to me, will the baby sleep with Pigeon today?"

If you really sleep with me, I will lose more.

Xu Ang glanced at Yang Xiaomi subconsciously, and their eyes touched the point in the air. In order to prevent the children from really looking for him at night, Xu Ang gave her the doll, and generously said that the little sister had given enough, the brother was very happy, and the little baby would sleep well with Xiaoying's mother at night .

The little boy thought about it solemnly, nodded and said yes, and happily took the big puppet that Xu Ang gave her.

This puppet is very big, just as tall as a child, but because of the material, it is very light, and it is not difficult for a child to hold it, which is very suitable for children to play with.

"Mom, look at this new toy that Pigeon gave me, giggling..."

The little boy hugged the puppet to look for Xiaoying's mother as if offering a treasure, and the happy laughter never stopped from the beginning.

"How much does such a big toy cost, don't get used to her."

Xiaoying's mother said so, but the smile on her face revealed her true thoughts.

"It's the cost price of what you produce yourself."

Saying that, Xu Ang waved at the little boy. This time, Xu Xiao was very obedient, like a puppy who heard the call of his master, and ran over with a jump.

"Pigeon, I love you, little baby loves you the most."

It's good that you love everyone.

Scratching her little nose, Xu Ang asked her, "Is this doll cute? Does it look good?"

"It's cute and good-looking, and the baby likes it very much."

In order to prove his words, the child added: "I like it very much."

Xiaoying's mother asked Xu Ang in a strange way: "You also built a factory to produce toys?"

"Mom, don't underestimate the toy factory. There is a famous saying in the business world: Women and children make the best money. The toy factory I build can bring in a lot of profit every year, at least hundreds of millions of dollars."

Xiaoying's mother couldn't believe it: "Selling toys to make money?"

Yang Xiaomi also looked at him.

"Of course, but there are a lot of doorways in it. If you can't figure out the number of the way, most of them will have to accompany you to the bottom of the sky." Xu Ang said with a confident smile, "I'm different from them, I have a job at Peaks. No worries, the toys produced are not easy to sell.”

Yang Xiaomi scrutinized the relationship between the two. Peak Studio makes animation movies. As long as the animation movies it makes sell well, its peripheral products will definitely sell well. And Xu Ang has his own toy production factory. Instead of selling the goods in person, you can choose agents from all over the world, and then let the agents get the goods from your own factory and you can make a lot of money.

But there is a precondition for this, that is, the animated films produced by Peak Studios must sell well.

Currently, Peak Studio has only one work. Yang Xiaomi doesn't understand where Xu Ang's confidence comes from. He is so sure that "Toy Story" will sell well at the box office?

Speaking of the toy factory, Xu Ang thought of one thing. He said to Xiaoying's mother: "Mom, I have to come back soon after I go back to my country to report to the university. My factory is only partially running, and it provides three services for the city of Detroit. There are thousands of jobs, and if UU Reading is fully filled, there will be much more jobs than now, and Mayor Archie has sent me an invitation to do so.”

"The mayor invited you? You have to come!"

From Xiaoying's mother's point of view, the mayor is the eldest official, and she is very proud of Xu Ang to be able to invite such a high-ranking official.

Xu Ang tried to suggest: "Otherwise, you and Xiaoxiao don't go back to China for a while, and then let's go to see Detroit, the world-famous city of automobiles."

Xiaoying's mother shook her head: "I'm not familiar with people here, and I don't understand what they said, so forget it."

Always staying in other countries, Xiaoying's mother is very uncomfortable. Xu Ang didn't force it when he saw it. He turned his head and said to Yang Xiaomi, "You still need a female companion at that time, so just follow me."

Looking at her son and Yang Xiaomi, who nodded and agreed, Xiaoying's mother always felt that the relationship between the two was not so simple.

It's not like my son is looking right at the eyes of Miss Xiaomi, so... it's not bad. Miss Xiaomi looks good-looking, and she looks very fertile. Maybe I will be able to hold my grandson soon.

But before she could be happy, Xiaoying's mother became worried again.

The state advocates late marriage and childbearing, and the son is still far behind, so he has to listen to the state.

A week passed quickly. When Xu Ang's sign-in task was refreshed again, he had already embarked on a journey back to China.

"Please sign in at Peking University, the sign-in reward: instant messaging software ICQ."

uh-huh!

Xu Ang raised his brows, this isn't a copy of the penguin... ah, the borrowed software, it hasn't come out yet.

If it doesn't appear, then the penguin hasn't been born yet.

"Things got interesting."

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