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390 That Boss Is Great, But The Name Is Strange (2/2)

"Huh……"

Has any secret been discovered?

Unfortunately, no, Yang Ruoyi and Zhong Qinghui's little minds would never think that far ahead.

What Zhong Qinghui was thinking was that computers at that time were so powerful? Could it be that she was ignorant? It was also possible, after all, Yiyi's father was quite rich!

But Yang Ruoyi thought like this: "Hey, why didn't I think of it before? However, my father must have made up a story to deceive me. Well, it's a white lie!"

The girl didn't have the nerve to express this conclusion, so she could only fool around with it casually.

"It seems so...Hey, I don't want to think about this. My dad didn't tell me to imitate him when he said this! He mainly wanted to tell me that it is normal to be naughty when you are young, but it is actually impolite to do so.

, teach me how to use these little tricks in the right place in the future." Yang Ruoyi smiled.

"I think your father is very good. He teaches you in such a gentle way. Even if you make a mistake, he doesn't scold you..." Zhong Qinghui said enviously.

Their exchange on this topic could not continue, because the teacher of this class had already strode in, and the whole class stood up one after another amidst the "stand up" call of monitor Guo Junping: "Hello, teacher!"



The eighteenth birthday is a very important day and milestone in one's life!

Yang Han was reluctant to let his daughter grow up, but this day was approaching day by day. No matter how reluctant he was, he had to face it.

At least you still have to buy gifts!

However, Yang Han bought a piano for his daughter's seventeenth birthday last time and used too much force. This time for her eighteenth birthday, he didn't know what gift to give her to match that piano.

After all, a birthday gift for an eighteen-year-old must be better than a birthday gift for a seventeen-year-old? You can't give a piano to your seventeenth birthday or a doll to your eighteenth birthday...

Without any clue, Yang Han went to the company and gathered a group of lesbians, hoping to find some inspiration from them!

"Sister Xia, what gift do you most want to get on your eighteenth birthday?" Yang Han asked Dong Yixia first.

Dong Yixia thought Yang Han wanted to meet with them in such a big way. After listening to his question, she said in a dumbfounded voice: "Boss, you have to ask a young girl this question. When you were eighteen years old? It's already a long time ago."

It’s been more than twenty years? How can I still remember it?”

"What are you talking about? Didn't we also wish you eighteen years old during our last birthday? Forget it, forget it? I won't ask you." Yang Han shamelessly laughed and turned to ask Wen Xixi? "Qianxi?"

Qian? When you turned eighteen and became an adult, what was the gift you most wanted to receive?"

In order to get the inspiration he wanted, Yang Han also added: "Come on, help me think about it. Is the boss satisfied? I will send you a big red envelope later!"

Now? Everyone became active. Wen Xixi also thought about it carefully, and she was not thinking from the perspective of herself being eighteen years old, but from the perspective of Yang Ruoyi: "Boss, I think?

The eighteenth birthday is a very special day. It symbolizes Yiyi's transformation from a child to adulthood. As a father, the gift she may need most is your recognition. You can give her a book in the bookstore.

Pick a book that teaches her how to face the adult world."

"A book?" Yang Han frowned slightly. He was not satisfied with this answer.

Although the meaning of a book is acceptable, it is just a book after all. Even if the money aspect is not mentioned, Yang Han still feels that it is not as "valuable" as a piano.

"Do you have any other suggestions? Xiao Luo, what do you think?" Yang Han looked at Luo Yanhong, who was in charge of Tang Wenfei.

"How about a nice-looking skirt?" Luo Yanhong said, "Actually, another sign of girls growing up is to dress up more maturely. I think Yiyi will like a beautiful skirt with a more mature style."

"The skirt is very nice. If it were me, I would also like my parents to give me a skirt on my eighteenth birthday!" Everyone else agreed in unison.

But Yang Han still doesn't like this answer. The last thing he wants to accept is that his daughter has grown up, and you still ask him to give his daughter a skirt? Doesn't that mean that he is forcing himself to recognize the "facts" clearly?

Similar to the skirt, the complete set of cosmetics gift plan was also rejected by Yang Han.

Later, Yang Han felt a little more "reliable". The answer to giving out red envelopes was to customize a beautiful gold and diamond-encrusted princess crown!

But this gift is a bit tacky. Yang Han is not sure whether her daughter likes it. After all, this girl is not a very materialistic girl.



In fact, there is another reason why Yang Han doesn't want her daughter's eighteenth birthday to come too early.

On her seventeenth birthday, her daughter cried with snot and tears and wanted to know information about her mother. At that time, Yang Han used the word "drag" and said she would tell her on her eighteenth birthday.

Now that the deadline is coming, although her daughter hasn't asked yet, based on Yang Han's understanding of her daughter, Yiyi shouldn't forget such an important thing!

It would be her eighteenth birthday soon. If Yiyi mentioned it at that time, would I tell her? Or not?

It will definitely not work if we don’t say it, we can’t delay it any longer!

But Yang Han didn't want to lie to her daughter. When her daughter grows up, she also has the right to know the truth and her origins!

However, if you tell me, one more person will know your biggest secret in the world...

How to do it?

Yang Han had no clue, so he could only take one step and see what happened.



In the evening, when Yang Ruoyi came home from her art exam training class, Yang Han asked: "Yiyi, what gift do you want for your birthday next week?"

"There's nothing special I want. Oh, Dad, just buy a small gift. Don't spend money randomly!" Yang Ruoyi has been thinking about donating money to rural teachers on her birthday recently, so when her father mentioned a gift, she said

I waved my hand, not wanting to spend money lavishly.

"How can you buy a small gift at will? This is your eighteenth birthday. If you don't want to have a big birthday party, forget it. As for the gift, dad doesn't want to give it to you carelessly!" Yang Han was going to mention the old story again and talk about it.

The "great truth" mentioned by Zhou Cai.

"Okay, then you go ahead and buy it..." Yang Ruoyi scratched her head helplessly, "Actually, I think I can give you any gift. On my birthday, daddy, you are there, Feifei, Pengpeng, and...

I feel very happy when Sister Qiuxun and the others come to accompany me!"

Speaking of this, Yang Ruoyi suddenly remembered that her father would order a cake for herself: "Oh, by the way, Dad, why don't you order a birthday cake this time and I'll order it myself. Recently we found a cake shop that makes good cakes."

tasty!"

"Who would order a cake for themselves?" Yang Han said with a smile, "Which cake do you like? Give your address and phone number to dad, and dad will order it for you. Is that okay?"

Yang Ruoyi didn't care, she said casually: "That store is very close, just over the square. Next door is a Shaxian snack called "Weiwei"!"

"Weiwei? What Weiwei? Weiwei, or hello?" Yang Han said with a smile.

"Just Weiwei, smile Wei, two Wei!" Yang Ruoyi picked up the phone, "Hey, I'll give you the boss's WeChat account. If you don't want to show up, ask her to send you photos of cakes to choose from. I don't know.

How many people are coming, but you should order three layers to have enough food. I want the fruit cream sandwich. I heard that the mango mixed with strawberry is delicious! Then there is also the caramel sea salt sandwich that is also delicious. Peng Peng likes it very much. This one is OK.

Make the middle layer, Feifei and I both like it..."

"There are so many more kinds? Caramel sea salt sandwich, this sounds good." Yang Han said with a smile.

"Yes, caramel sea salt sandwich, which is made with salted butter, cocoa chips, and chocolate chip cookie crumbs! And the top layer, dad, you can choose, there seems to be a lot more

Oreo salty cream, durian sandwich, matcha red bean sandwich, etc. Dad, you can ask the boss which one is delicious! The boss is very nice, but his name is weird, Su Xue..." Yang Ruoyi...

She was chattering, but before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by her father.

"What? What did you say? Su Xue?" Yang Han was stunned.

"Hey, it's not a blood transfusion, it's Su Shi's Su, Xue Hua's snow!" Yang Ruoyi thought that her father had misheard like her, and she laughed, "Also, I shouted like math, math, always felt like I was implying

I failed in math, hey, it’s really hard to overcome..."


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