Even though he is now worth 50 million, Tang Lin still does not feel that he is a rich man. On the contrary, he still feels oppressed by borrowing money and having to repay it. So after he reached an agreement with Zhang Jia from the mine, he immediately drove back to Zhang's house.
Three-story building, of course carrying packed dinner in hand.
It's still boiled fish, pot-roasted pork, and pickles. It's exactly the same as lunch. He only has this IQ when dealing with women. He only knows that the youngest likes to eat these three dishes. Rather than risking something else, it's better to be safe.
He didn't knock on the door at all, because he got a bunch of house keys from Zhang Jia, and he was able to get in everywhere except the safe. So when he suddenly appeared, he was sitting in the study and making an overseas phone call.
When the youngest person who was conducting the remote control work came forward, he was startled and almost dropped the phone in his hand.
Then he gritted his teeth and spoke a few words of pure English to the other side of the phone, saying that he had something to deal with after a while. The youngest at the moment was very professional, although he only wore a white shirt and a pair of pure cotton jeans, and his hair was very long.
Simply twist it on your head and wear a pair of white glasses on the bridge of your nose.
According to Tang Lin's observation, it should be myopia. However, others wearing myopia always look weak and unsightly, but the youngest wears them like an island actress. The white frame makes her look more intellectual and mature.
, and at the same time, the same sexy feeling can't be suppressed.
Now Tang Lin could think of her as a female doctor, a female nurse, or a female white-collar worker. Any fantasy would be reliable. So Tang Lin couldn't help but swallow.
Of course he didn't want to do this, it was embarrassing and incompetent, but that was his instinctive reaction at that moment. The youngest didn't understand why he came here so shamelessly, holding the phone tightly in his hand, and his other hand was very nimble
He pointed to the door.
That means I don't want to talk nonsense with you, let alone see you, so get out right away.
Of course, Tang Lin would not go out. He lowered his head and carried his things to the desk. He laid out the three dishes in an orderly manner, opened the rice lunch box, and even broke the convenient chopsticks himself according to the instructions used by the youngest.
Set the direction. But the youngest didn't look at him at all. That means all you did was in vain. You made me completely sad and gave up on you completely.
Although I didn't have any good feelings at all, at least I could still contact you. Now? Maybe not at all. The youngest once again stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction of the door. Tang Lin nodded, turned around and left, closing the door. From beginning to end
Not a word was said. It was the first day.
Then the next day he came three times in total, breakfast, lunch and evening, very punctual. When he arrived at the hotel, he carried his things. When he arrived, he put down his things, laid them out, and then left. Although the youngest was angry now, he was very sensible, so Tang Lin brought
She ate everything and deliberately left it alone after eating.
Tang Lin didn't say anything. Every time he brought something new, he would take away what the youngest had finished. It was like this on the second day, and again on the third day. Finally, at lunch on the third day, the youngest couldn't stand it anymore.
Sorry. I was so angry at this bastard.
"Tang Lin, are you interested? Why don't you say that in the first place? Since you said you are a grown man, don't look back. Also, by giving you three meals a day, do you think I am cheating on you? Even if you
Can't you change your three meals a day when I'm sitting in a bureau? You can always make noodles with soy sauce in the morning, boiled fish, pot-roasted pork, and pickles at noon and evening. Are you such a boring person to begin with?"
Tang Lin turned around and nodded, a mysterious smile flashed at the corner of his mouth. He was waiting for this opportunity when the youngest couldn't help but speak, "Yes, I am indeed such a boring person. But I know my mistakes and can change them, and I can listen.
Come in and give me your opinion. I only know that you like to eat these things, so I just stick to it. I can't take any risks in this matter. If you don't eat well again, there will be no room for recovery..."
After cleaning up the mess, she turned around and left silently. The youngest thought he would say something soft this time, because she was obviously giving him a chance, but this bastard actually left like this. The youngest came to the window and looked at him
The resolute young figure suddenly felt a little confused. Who is this bastard?
As soon as Tang Lin's Poussin car drove out of the gate, the youngest received a call from Zhang Jia. The youngest was actually curious about another thing. Apart from chasing her that time, Tang Lin had given her gifts every time in the past few days.
All the meals were served at the airport to pick up her antique Poussin that she pulled out of the trash. Why is this? Is it possible?
Is this bastard so clear-cut between public and private? He doesn’t use public cars for private matters? But isn’t he, a village security director, even a civil servant so particular? What’s more important is that Zhongqiang Village is one of the richest villages, and the village committee and village cadres allocate cars and gas money.
It is completely affordable and within the village’s budget.
He is such an ignorant guy, just like he only gives the third child something to do. Monotonous, boring, and uncreative. This is the evaluation the youngest gave him the moment he answered the phone.
The man on the phone opened his jaw and seemed to really miss his daughter, and made a request, asking her to go up the mountain to see him. The youngest also asked a question unceremoniously, "Dad, do you know that Tang Lin comes to harass me three times every day?"
Do you really think I won’t call the police and make things worse? Also, Dad, are you really so busy that you don’t even have time to go home for an hour or two? "
His voice was a bit hoarse. It was obvious that he was really busy and under a lot of pressure during this period. "Haha, I'm sorry, youngest. Actually, it's okay to go home for an hour or two, but... Dad is very scared.
That feeling of having to leave without saying a few words to you as soon as you get home. It’s like when your father sent you to study abroad, your father was a little shady.
Shadow. That time my father also wanted to go to other provinces to visit and study, and then he didn’t have time. He only stayed with you for 20 minutes before leaving. It’s been almost 4 years. You haven’t been back home in 4 years. Dad... forget it.
Now, you have to be busy. Dad should go back. You wait for him. Dad will prepare delicious food for you when he comes home. It’s all dad’s fault..."
The youngest's left hand suddenly held the phone very hard. She is a typical left-hander, and everyone called her a smart left-hander since she was a child. But in fact, she is not left-handed, because her left and right sides are the same, there is no difference. The thing that usually answers the phone is also
Use whichever is more convenient.
"I'll go over there. I just have to drive out to relax... Can I drive a car up the road to the mine?" The youngest finally spat. Zhang Jia over there was very excited, "Yes, yes, you can drive your car."
.Although there are some bumps, it’s no problem. The road up the mountain is repaired every two years, so it’s much better than before..."