Bei Chenxiao had just finished the meeting when he suddenly received an unknown call on his mobile phone.
Very few people know this number.
He frowned but picked up anyway.
"Uncle, I am Ding Ding."
Tintin?
Bei Chenxiao needed to recall before he remembered who this child was.
This number was also written on the palm of his hand by him himself.
His brows suddenly widened, and he asked good-naturedly: "Ding Ding, is something wrong?"
"Uncle, I have saved enough five yuan, so can I rent you to hold a parent-teacher meeting?"
Beichenxiao's daily schedule is almost full. This kind of parent-teacher meeting usually takes several hours.
However, he couldn't refuse this little guy. Maybe it was because he had the shadow of his childhood, or maybe it was the unwritten agreement he made with him.
An adult should never go back on his word.
By some strange coincidence, he agreed, "Okay."
"Great, uncle, please note the time. We will meet you at Bincheng Primary School at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."
"Okay, see you there or see you."
Putting down the phone, he said to Wen Ze: "The arrangement at nine o'clock tomorrow morning is cancelled. I have to go to school."
Wenze exclaimed, "Master Chen, what are you doing at school?"
"Do I need to report my matter to you first?" He raised his eyebrows displeased.
"Of course not, of course not." Wen Ze chuckled, and then reminded him, "Miss Wen has already come to work. According to your instructions, I asked several first-line artists to be assigned to her, but she refused them all.
Already."
Her rejection was unexpected by Beichen Xiao.
She is still a little bird, her wings are not yet full, and Chen Sihan is enough to keep her busy.
Wen Tong tidied up the office and called her son. He had a day off this weekend.
"Ding Ding, mom remembers that you have a parent-teacher conference tomorrow."
"Yes." Ding Ding stood on tiptoes, holding the phone, and nodded seriously.
"Sorry, Ding Ding, mom is very busy, let uncle go, okay?"
"Mom, just go about your business, I'll let uncle go."
"Have you had lunch?"
"After eating, uncle left some rice in the rice cooker."
"Be good at home and don't open the door to strangers."
"Mom, you are so wordy. You are at work. You must work hard, otherwise the boss will fire you."
"I know, good son, then, goodbye."
"Goodbye, Mom."
After hanging up the phone, Ding Ding rolled his eyes and dialed Lin Dong's number again.
"Uncle, tomorrow's parent-teacher meeting is cancelled. Your newsstand can operate normally."
Everything is arranged, and Ding Ding is excitedly waiting for the arrival of tomorrow.
He can see his rental father again. Although he is not his biological father, it feels good to have a father.
Wen Tong has been busy until late. She is new here and has many procedures to familiarize herself with.
As soon as the eight o'clock bell rang, someone knocked gently on the door.
"Please come in."
She was busy without raising her head.
The visitor came to the table and seemed to be observing her.
She raised her head and saw Beichen Xiao.
"Still working at this late hour?" He sat down and flipped through the documents in front of her at random.
These are all materials from Beixing Orange Entertainment over the years.
"Aren't you the same, it's so late and you haven't left yet?" Wen Tong smiled faintly and continued to write something in the notebook with a pen. She lowered her head and looked like she was working seriously, which was very attractive.
There was a strand of hair hanging down by her ears, and he had the urge to tuck it behind her ears.
"Let's have dinner together."
"I've eaten it." She pointed to the trash can on the side, "Instant noodles."
"If you work so hard, I won't give you overtime pay."
"Just give me a dividend at the end of that year." Wen Tong asked with a smile: "Do you want to eat instant noodles?"
Bei Chenxiao nodded without any hesitation, "Okay."
Wen Tong got up and went to make noodles.
Bei Chenxiao sat sideways and watched her busy in front of the small table.
She wore a blue sleeveless striped shirt with white slim-legged nine-point pants, looking clean and refreshing.
He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, on a heavy rainy night, she was cooking noodles for him in the kitchen. In the warm air, she said to him with a smile as bright as a flower, "Beichen Xiao, are the noodles delicious?"
Unknowingly, so much time has passed.
"Hey, hey." Wen Tong waved her fingers in front of him.
Bei Chenxiao was shocked to realize that he was in a trance when he looked at her back.
The hot instant noodles were ready and placed in front of him, exuding a burst of aroma.
Bei Chenxiao picked up the chopsticks, lowered his head and started eating.
Wen Tong continued to work, carefully recording information that was useful to her.
The only sounds left in the room were the occasional sound of her flipping papers and the slight sound of him blowing while eating noodles.
At this moment, the world suddenly became extremely comfortable.
He had finished eating and she had finished her work, so he said, "I'll see you off."
She also agreed.
In the car, she sat quietly, occasionally looking out the window, occasionally lowering her head and thinking.
Her beautiful profile looks even more charming under the intertwining of light and shadow.
He thought that she had changed a lot in the past few years. She was no longer the weak and weak little girl who would fall down when the wind blew.
Her face is still beautiful, but it is more determined and cold.
Her lips like to fall into a straight line, as if to say, don't come close.
On the contrary, when she smiled, she instantly transformed into that seductive little fairy, wanting to make people rub her into their bones.
He didn't know how long he could keep this lie going.
Even though he used his connections to delete all the comments about them on the Internet six years ago, people are alive and there will always be people who gossip in front of her.
It was only a matter of time before the fire could be wrapped up in paper, but he was willing to drink poison to quench his thirst.
One of her little hands was placed on the car window. The joints were thin and long, white and soft. She seemed to see something, and there was a touch of surprise in her eyes.
Her gesture made him feel hot all over, and a certain part of his body began to want to possess her uncontrollably.
He turned on the speakers in the car, and the soft music slowly eased his restlessness.
"By the way." Wen Tong suddenly turned his head, "Do you have time at nine o'clock tomorrow morning? I want to show you the contract that Chen Sihan is going to sign."
Wen Tong's current work has bypassed her superiors and reports directly to Bei Chenxiao.
This is of course Beichen Xiao's trick. The closer she is to him, the easier it is for him to attack her.
Nine o'clock?
At nine o'clock, he promised Ding Ding to go to the parent-teacher meeting.
"I don't have time at nine o'clock. Let's go to noon. I'll wait for you in the western restaurant downstairs at noon."
"Oh, okay."
She is an employee and has to accommodate her boss's time.
However, she was overjoyed at the same time, wondering if she could attend Ding Ding's parent-teacher meeting if he was not free at nine o'clock.
That will definitely give Ding Ding a surprise.
Wen Tong thought this, and a gentle smile couldn't help but appear on her lips.
Beichenxiao looked at it and felt like there was a wild beast on fire jumping around in his heart.
The space in the car was so small, he thought, he might as well press her down and eat her thoroughly without taking a rest.
However, his reason reminded him that their relationship had just improved and he could not mess around.