Lou's father and Lou's mother were a little uncomfortable hearing He Yuzhu call her parents directly.
Father Lou reacted quickly and said, "Okay, pretty good."
"Well, I'll give you my grievance first. I've asked someone to buy the house, and I may need you to go through the formalities with them."
"No, no, we have a place to live." Lou's father waved his hands hurriedly, "Just take good care of Xiao'e and her daughter, don't worry about us."
"Dad!" Lou Xiao'e was dissatisfied and stopped her father from continuing, "Zhu Zhu is rich now and has enough food for two people. There is no need to save money for him."
I didn't believe he was rich just now, but now he's bragging about him.
Woman, you say what you say and mean what you mean.
But to him, a house is really nothing, or in other words, the problems that can be solved with money now are all small problems to him.
He, He, is not short of money.
There were six people in the room, and not long after they had been chatting, Song Zihao had already returned.
The house is a high-end villa not far from the company. Lou's father only needs to go there to prove his identity and sign to move in.
He also reminded Song Zihao not to forget his actions at night.
Although Song Zihao didn't understand why Wu Shihao's wife wanted to make such an effort, he was a smart man and never asked too many questions about things he shouldn't know.
Song Zihao left with his father and mother, leaving only the three of them in the office.
Lou Xiao'e wandered around the office for a long time, and finally sat down in the boss's seat and asked: "You are such a big boss, don't you even have a secretary?!"
"That person just now is the shareholder and secretary of the company. He is very capable. If I am not here in the future, you can ask him for help. His name is Song Zihao. You can call him Brother Hao or Zihao."
"Song Zihao." Lou Xiao'e muttered, feeling like she had seen this name somewhere.
Little Fu Bao twisted his body, and judging from the expression on his face, he was probably hungry again.
If she doesn't give her milk, she will cry in the next second.
"Xiao'e, my son is hungry."
"Really, your son is born with a good appetite, and he even eats me up. Is there any water? I'll give him some milk powder."
Lou Xiao'e took out a can of milk powder from the package and a lunch box.
"It's gone? What's gone?" He Yuzhu didn't react for a moment.
Lou Xiao'e glanced at him sideways and said angrily: "Of course I'm out of milk."
"Ah? No more milk?!"
"I'm going to kill you, why are you shouting so loudly! Where is the water?"
"There." He Yuzhu pointed to the water dispenser in the corner, clicked his tongue, and considered whether to give the child some medicine.
Lou Xiao'e found water and naturally used the goblet as a milk jug to make milk powder. He Yuzhu's eyelids twitched when he saw it.
"What are you looking at! You don't buy a milk bottle even if you want to buy milk powder." Faced with He Yuzhu's gaze, Lou Xiao'e also responded unceremoniously.
"My fault, okay. Blame me. Blame me for not expecting that our baby always uses natural pacifiers and is treated better than his father."
Lou Xiao'e took the Fu Bao from He Yuzhu and glared at him angrily: "The child is still here."
"How old is he? He can't understand."
Lou Xiao'e curled her lips and said, "Sooner or later I will be led astray by you."
"Well……"
"There is also the Buddha Jumping over the Wall you made in the lunch box. I have packed it. Why don't you take a few sips first to deal with your lunch?"
He Yuzhu walked back to his seat and opened the lunch box. The soup was still warm, just enough to drink.
After thinking about it, he still didn't drink because he hadn't eaten the dinner he ordered at the Queen's Hotel yet.
"What's wrong? Is it cold?" Lou Xiao'e asked when she saw that he didn't drink.
"It's okay, I'll save it for dinner and I'll take you to a nice meal at noon."
"Okay? But I'm full."
"We'll eat later. There's no rush. It's not even eleven o'clock yet. Let's eat at one o'clock."
"That's okay. Can I take the child with me?" Lou Xiao'e asked specifically, knowing that he was going to a high-end restaurant or something.
"Of course I can, but my son can't go there."
"Aren't you afraid that if you start crying, the boss will kick us out?"
"Oh!" He Yuzhu smiled confidently, "I said that with my energy, I can let you do whatever you want in Xiangjiang. Don't talk about your son crying, even if you smash their store, they can't do anything."
Yes, after all, we are all civilized people. If the other party really dares to take action, he can send the other party a missile to bomb their hotel.
Civilized people! Pay attention to courtesy and reciprocity.
Lou Xiao'e advised: "You, don't have a little money, you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the water is in Xiangjiang. I heard that here, the ghost guy is the boss, the cop is the second boss, and there are all kinds of gangs and gangs.
In terms of power, they are the third child.
As for you, a rich big boss, you can only compete with the third child at most. Can you handle the boss and the second child?"
"Ha!" He Yuzhu sneered and said disdainfully, "What kind of boss are they? This is our Chinese world after all. Now we just let the ghost guy show off his power for a while."
"A moment of prestige is also a prestige. You should hide when you should. I will leave the child to my parents later. Is the house I bought for my parents far from here?"
"It's not far, it only takes five or six minutes to drive."
"That's good. I can come to the company to see you often in the future."
"You're always welcome, but are you sure you don't want to live with me?"
"If I live with you, your wife will kill me if she knows."
"Hi!" He Yuzhu originally wanted the two girls to meet and get to know each other, but now it seems that it's better to avoid it.
After coaxing Xiao Fubao to sleep, he handed it over to Lou's mother to lead him.
Lou's father and Lou's mother were still settling into their new home. He Yuzhu was afraid that they would have no money, so he left 100,000 yuan to buy furniture for them.
After the son's matter was resolved, the two went directly to the Queen's Hotel.
Since Lou Xiao'e was not hungry yet, the two went directly upstairs.
The hotel is surrounded by gauze curtains of various colors, and the paintings hanging on the walls are also full of provocative flavor.
It seems that the tip was not in vain, the waiter was very polite and opened a couple's room.
A variety of foreign wines are placed on the retro wall table, and there is a gramophone on the bedside table.
Lou Xiao'e's eyes flashed, her face was full of spring water, her eyes were half-squinted, as if she was waiting for He Yuzhu to come and pick the plants.
However, after waiting for a long time, there was no response. He Yuzhu was struggling with the gramophone and kept flipping through the black disc.
“Chopin’s Waltz, okay?”
He Yuzhu had just put the black volume record on, turned around, and was greeted by Lou Xiao'e's fiery enthusiasm.
The dance music echoed in the room, ups and downs, ups and downs.