"Do you still have to go out and be busy tomorrow?"
Su Xiaomu asked without raising a question.
Holding a cup of hot tea freshly brewed by Soho in your hand, blowing on the tea leaves floating on the tea water without sinking to the bottom, the fragrance of tea is lingering, and your body and mind are relaxed.
Some people say that a cigarette after a meal is better than a living god.
Su Xiaomu doesn't smoke, so she can't experience this fairy-like taste, but this calming cup of hot tea after a meal is very satisfying even in the cold winter.
Su Ho stared at Su Xiaomu for a few seconds, who was playing with tea leaves like a child instead of drinking tea. Then he slowly looked away and casually said, "Why don't you go out? The company's business is finished."
An excuse can be made with just a touch of lip service. It doesn't matter if you are busy or not.
Anyway, she wouldn't say it, because she canceled a lot of things on the phone after lunch today, so she had the idea of blowing the Pearl River wind in the evening.
There are things that Su Xiaomu doesn't understand very well, but that doesn't mean that Su He doesn't understand them either.
"Are you going out to run errands?" Su Ho put the tea cup in his hand on the coffee table. Su Ho thought about what he had been brewing for a long time from morning to night. Would it be more appropriate to say it in a sincere tone?
"I'm going to fight with you..."
"I'm not going out." Su Xiaomu said casually.
Su Ho almost screamed. It is impossible for a girl like her to scream.
"What are you going to say?" Su Xiaomu finally gave up competing with the tea leaves and took a sip along the edge of the cup. The tea leaves obediently sank to the bottom.
Then he raised his head and looked at Su Ho, his eyes full of confusion.
In his young life, he never needs to hide his doubts, because there are always girls who will do things that make him doubtful.
For example, Su Ho at the moment is hesitating to speak but trying to organize his words.
It puzzled him very much.
Su Xiaomu knew that when he had questions, Su Ho would give explanations in a reasonable or thoughtful manner, just like other girls.
"Actually, I want to talk to you." Su Ho breathed out quietly.
"You are no longer the 20-year-old Su Xiaomu..."
Su Xiaomu corrected, "To be precise, I won't celebrate my 20th birthday until March this year."
"You say it, you say it, I shut up."
Realizing that she had accidentally interrupted Su Ho's serious words by interrupting him, Su Xiaomu quickly made a gesture and even sat upright.
Su Ho: "..." Maybe you are mentally retarded?
"Mushu is a company with a registered capital of 500 million yuan. It will officially open its business after the Spring Festival and be on the right track. No matter what your status is, you will have the title of General Manager of Mushu."
Position.
You represent the face of Mu Shu.
If Mu Shu operates normally, Sister Qian, I, and Deidi will continue to invest more, so we all hope you can consider it carefully..."
After a pause, Su Ho looked at Su Xiaomu and said.
"Why don't you go run errands."
Su Ho almost applauded himself. Look, the logic is smooth, well-founded, and perfect!
Opposite her, Su Xiaomu thought silently. After a moment, Su Xiaomu's eyes lit up, "Don't worry, I won't feed myself bags of salt like that person."
"If it doesn't work, I will give you the position of general manager, so that I can continue running errands. No one knows me in the first place."
Su Ho: "???"
mdzz.
Su Ho sighed quietly, feeling a little worried. Why are he so obsessed with running errands?
What's good?
After looking at Su Xiaomu for a few times, Su Ho suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and whispered in his heart, 'Forget it, just go home. It doesn't look like anyone else can pick it up.'
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After drinking a cup of tea, Su Xiaomu took out his mobile phone and played with it, splitting the screen up and down, video sharing + Saoke.com.
Looking through more and more comments and replying:
"Yo yo yo, the author is as productive as a sow today!"
“Take a sip first and then watch the video!”
"Hey, the author, please take me with you. I am also running errands. I am so lonely and tired every day."
“One order is 88 yuan, +30 yuan per minute, sorry to bother you!”
"Hey, you guys are still posting text here, go to Saoke.com to post barrage pictures!"
"..."
"Is this just like a club for rich people, but a hair-washing room for those who don't have money?"
"Brother, have you ever heard of someone who has no money? There is a kind of loneliness called having to rely on your hands at night?"
"It's hard, old man."
"The screen is filled with despair dominated by jpg!"
"..."
Su Xiaomu: "..." Are you so good at playing?
What, just as productive as a sow? Are you afraid that you forgot about the time after cutting and wanted to kneel down and call daddy?
Don't think I can't see it.
Looking at all the sites A, B, C plus video sharing, how many up owners are like me who are diligent, never resort to tricks, and have high quality?
After thinking about it, I only replied to a few people who wanted to change the brand, but I didn’t specifically @ those who spoke nicely.
Because there is no one who speaks nicely.
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"You mean to rewrite the code today and continue to modify the Android file system?"
On Sunday, in Su Xiaomu's study and bedroom, Su Ho looked at Su Xiaomu busy with his arms crossed, a little surprised on his face.
Didn’t you want to take action yesterday?
"Um."
"Have you decided what your name will be?"
"sdfs."
"Is it so casual?"
"Simple, direct and easy to understand, how great is it? If there wasn't sdardfs, I would have called it this."
When talking about this, Su Xiaomu felt a little regretful and regretted that he was born too late.
There is a saying that all good words have been used up by predecessors. This applies to the problem of naming anything.
"Okay, okay, you have the final say."
Su Ho didn't bother to worry about this little thing.
The program compiler had already popped up on the ima screen. Su Xiaomu looked back at Su Ho, "Then I'm busy. You're busy with your business, so don't worry about me."
Su Ho: "..." I want to take care of you, can't I?
But he said, "Okay."
Su Xiaomu left with drooped slippers. Soon, Su Xiaomu had a cup of tea and a small plate of dried blueberries on hand.
Su Xiaomu took it for granted, and suddenly thought, what should I do if Su Ho gets married one day and kicks me out? This problem is not urgent, right?
Unlike before, which took almost a week to modify the original sdardfs file system, this time it only took 6 hours to make the second modification on Su Xiaomu's own sdfs file system.
From algorithm construction to program writing, it is all a consideration based on the ufs2.1 flash memory standard specifications.
To be honest, emmc Su Xiaomu doesn't want to do it. It's inherently inefficient and on the verge of being eliminated, so it won't be of much use.
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Su Xiaomu completed the program debugging and once again flashed his troubled mobile phone.
"Okay, exactly 15%."
Fifteen minutes later, Su Xiaomu threw aside the domestic mobile phone that was almost dismantled for the third time after playing with it, sat on the armchair, rested his head on his arms, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Su Ho just stood behind him quietly, and the two people were vaguely pillowed on Nao Guoding...
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