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Chapter 8 Good stairs, why do they have handrails?

Fu Group.

CEO's office.

The man sat upright on the large leather sofa chair. After listening to assistant Zhao Jin's work report and tomorrow's schedule, he said in a deep voice: "Contact Principal Sun of Beihua. I will arrange for someone to go to school in the new semester."

Beihua College is a first-class university in China. It is not accessible to ordinary people. It only admits one hundred freshmen every year. Except for recommended top students, the only way to get in is to take an exam.

However, with Fu Lingxiao's status, sending someone in is just a matter of words. Moreover, the entire new campus of Beihua College was donated and built by him, and his name still appears regularly in the school magazine.

Zhao Jin was a little curious about who the boss was going to send to Beihua, but after working with Fu Lingxiao for a long time, his professional quality had reached a high level. He would do whatever the boss said, and he would never ask more questions than he should.

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He responded respectfully: "Okay, Mr. Fu."

"You go buy a new mobile phone, get a mobile phone card, and then install a program on the phone and connect it to my backup phone."

Fu Lingxiao took out a spare mobile phone from the drawer and handed it to Zhao Jin, "Give it to me before you get off work."

"I'll do it right away."

Zhao Jin took the phone and quickly exited the office.

In less than an hour, I came back with a bag, and the work was done very efficiently.

"Mr. Fu, the mobile phone you want."

Zhao Jin placed the bag containing the mobile phone and the spare phone on his desk.

"According to your instructions, a program has been installed to connect to your mobile phone. All the information on this mobile phone will be displayed in the receiving program of your mobile phone in real time. You only need to open the software to view it."

Fu Lingxiao took out his phone, glanced at it, gave a satisfied greeting, put down the phone, and continued working.

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Mu Xing was woken up by a knock on the door.

When I woke up, it was already dark outside, and the room was also dark. Butler Wu's voice came from outside the door: "Mu Xing, you can prepare for dinner."

"I'll come right away!"

Mu Xing turned on the light, ran to the bathroom to wash up briefly, and quickly went downstairs.

Fu Lingxiao just happened to come home from get off work. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a little girl running down the stairs. She looked like a free deer in the forest. She was ignorant of the world and full of energy, which made the whole villa lively.

"Uncle, you are back!"

When Mu Xing saw Fu Lingxiao, he ran towards him. He accidentally stepped on the ground and his petite body tilted down, and he was about to fall down the stairs.

Fu Lingxiao didn't even think about it. He stepped over and stretched out his hand to pick it up.

This scene happened to be seen by Butler Wu. His eyes widened in disbelief. Is this his young master who was extremely in contact with others? He actually took the initiative to hug others?

If he told the old lady this, he wasn't sure whether she would believe it.

While he quickly hid in a corner, he took out his mobile phone and turned on the video function, waiting to record the historic scene.

However, Mu Xing did not really fall. She turned around and grabbed the handrail and stood firm again.

Fu Lingxiao's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly didn't understand why he had to run over to pick up this little girl.

Butler Wu shook his head in disappointment. Hey, it's a good staircase, but why does it have handrails?

Fu Lingxiao's stunned Kung Fu Mu Xing had already run up to him, raising his head and looking at him doubtfully, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Lingxiao took back one hand expressionlessly, and handed the other hand holding the bag to Mu Xing's eyes, "Take it."

Mu Xing took the bag and carried it honestly.

Fu Lingxiao frowned slightly, "Why don't you open it and take a look?"

"Is this for me?"

Mu Xing was flattered, opened the bag, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Wow! Mobile phone!"

She begged the master for a long time, but the master refused to buy it for her.

She took it out carefully, looked at the packaging box, and suddenly frowned, "This must be very expensive, right?"

The packaging box alone looked like she couldn't afford it.

Fu Lingxiao could see the little girl's worry at a glance, and said calmly: "The customer gave it to me. I don't need it. I just gave it to you. The card has been processed."

"Thank you, uncle."

Mu Xing didn't refuse. She really needed a mobile phone now, but she couldn't accept such a valuable thing for nothing.

After thinking for a moment, he said: "Little uncle, there is a saying that courtesy should be reciprocated, but I have nothing to give you now, so just study for an extra month for free."

Fu Lingxiao nodded, "Just as you said."

Seeing that the two people were talking about the same thing, Butler Wu, a member of the crowd, came out of the corner and said, "Master, dinner is ready."

Fu Lingxiao thanked him and walked upstairs.

Mu Xing looked at Fu Lingxiao doubtfully and asked Butler Wu: "Isn't it time to eat? Why did the little uncle go upstairs?"

"It's the young master's habit to take a shower first when you get home. Just wait a moment."

Butler Wu explained.

Mu Xing nodded, and while Fu Lingxiao was taking a shower, he took out his mobile phone and started studying it.

When Fu Lingxiao went downstairs again, he was wearing a black housecoat, with slippers on his feet, his hair was short and half-dry, and he looked casual and elegant.

When she walked to the living room, the little girl was playing with her mobile phone with her head down, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling proudly, looking very serious.

He unconsciously bent the corners of his lips, and a very faint smile passed by, fleeting.

"Will it work?"

he asked.

Mu Xing raised his head when he heard the sound, looked into the man's deep black eyes, and smiled sweetly: "I basically know it. I'm setting up a WeChat avatar. I found two particularly good-looking pictures, and I'm a little confused about which one to use."

"Little uncle, do you think it's better for me to use this one? Or this one?"

Mu Xing held up his phone and slid the pictures to show Fu Lingxiao.

One is the white rabbit riding the turtle, and the other... is the white rabbit riding the turtle.

The man's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, "Is there any difference between these two pictures?"

And what kind of aesthetics does this girl have, and why does she think this kind of picture looks good?

"There is a difference." Mu Xing pointed to the little white rabbit in the second picture, "This little white rabbit has carrots on its hands, and that one doesn't."

"..."

Fu Lingxiao couldn't help but hold his forehead, took a breath, and pointed at one in compromise, "Just this one."

"Uncle, you have such good taste, I also think this one looks better!"

Mu Xing did not hesitate to set up the little white rabbit holding a carrot.

Fu Lingxiao: "..."

For the first time, I discovered that words of praise can also be unpleasant.

After setting up the avatar, Mu Xing asked again: "Uncle, what is your WeChat ID? I will add you."

Fu Lingxiao quickly reported a series of mobile phone numbers, and the little girl poked at the phone with her little paws, "Uncle, I have added you, please go through it quickly."

Fu Lingxiao took out his phone and saw a friend verification message on WeChat. This little girl's listening skills were really perfect. He spoke so fast that she could actually write it down word for word.

His eyes fell on the WeChat profile picture, and he frowned again. It was so ugly.

After clicking through, he turned and walked towards the dining room, "Eat."

Mu Xing put away his cell phone and followed Fu Lingxiao to the dining room.

The long dining table was filled with dishes, all delicious and delicious, making people move with their index fingers just by looking at them. Mu Xing couldn't help but swallowed, but when he saw that only Fu Lingxiao was seated, Butler Wu and all the servants just sat down.
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