In order to face the erosion of time calmly, his black and white hair has never been dyed. At this moment, these short hairs, which are only one finger long, are all braided into dense braids!
What should be said should not be said.
This little braid is really nice.
Each strand is made of four strands of hair intertwined into a braid, and the ending is knotted with the old man’s own hair!
He still remembers it.
That damn girl was quickly braiding strands of hair on his head with her fingers, and every time she finished it, she would pluck out a strand of hair from the top of his head with a "Whoops!" regardless of black and white color.
How long did it take for the car to drive back from Si's house to Qi's house?
She could almost braid all his hair.
This shows how fast the hand speed is.
That's fast.
Looking back now, the way her hands were waving almost left an afterimage!
Mr. Qi looked at himself in the mirror, and his nostrils suddenly became enlarged with anger.
"You... don't move."
Beside him, four nannies were carefully removing the pigtails on his head from different directions.
There was no way, the braids were too thin, and each of their eyes were as wide as copper bells. Even so, it still hurt to the roots of their teeth. They were so angry that they wished they could push all their hair bald at once to relieve their anger. .
It's a pity that they don't dare.
I can only continue to dismantle it with a low eyebrow.
At the same time, I scolded the person who braided the pigtails for eighteen generations.
The old man grinned and cursed when he saw his braided hair being unwound and resembling a scumbag's tinfoil perm hairstyle.
"I have enough to eat and have some free time. I have to take that girl out from Si's house."
"The same goes for Si Ye, that little brat. There's nothing wrong with giving her an anesthetic."
"I should have known this!"
When Mr. Qi said this, he slapped his thigh angrily: "I should leave her at Si's house and go to Pan Siye!"
"Don't move!"
As soon as he moved the braid, which was so thin that it was difficult to remove, it became even more difficult to remove. The nannies immediately tried to straighten Mr. Qi's head while holding back their anger and gritting their teeth.
Emotionally, it was inevitable that he would scold him regardless of the relationship between master and servant: "If you move around again, we will not be responsible for pulling out your hair."
"Okay, okay."
Thinking that half of his hair was transplanted at a great price, Mr. Qi didn't dare to move.
Qijia Villa.
Ye Li slept peacefully on the roof of the building.
The living room downstairs was busy.
——Si family.
Si Ye himself couldn't tell whether his eyeballs hurt from the flash bomb or from the stimulation on the phone screen. In short, he didn't want to open his eyes.
He leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes lazily.
After a moment, he said casually:
"If you can't find it in the direction of Qingchuan Base, then try looking in the direction of Chi's house."
His fingers unconsciously caressing the beads on his wrist, Si Ye said quietly: "She is from the Chi family."
"Oh yes."
Hearing this, Zhuo Yi was reminded and slapped his forehead.
She did say that she was beating her sister.
It's his boss who is very thoughtful.
"I'll go check it out right away."
Zhuo Yi accepted the order and was about to retreat, but just after taking two steps, he suddenly felt something was wrong and retreated to Si Ye.
"Master."
The Chi family is now a relatively wealthy family in the capital, and the affairs of their family are no longer a secret. Generally speaking, the reason why the Chi family is able to become familiar among the wealthy circles in the capital is mostly due to Their previous wife——Nan Shuyan.
Who is Nam Seo-yeon?
She is the eldest lady of Jiangnan Nan calligraphy family.
Although the Jiangnan Nanshu family is not from Beijing, they are one of the leading families in the business world. Their family has been in the hand-embroidery business for generations in Jiangnan.
According to available records, his family used to be an embroiderer who specialized in embroidering for the nobles in the palace. No one who was not a prince or noble could wear the clothes embroidered by her family.
Now comes a new era.
Her family has also set up its own studio, and its hand-made custom-made clothes are said to be worth a thousand pieces of money. In the cabinet of his family's boss, there are two Tang suits embroidered by the head of the Nan Shu family himself.
Moreover, Nan Shujia's craftsmanship has always been passed down from daughter to son, and daughters never marry outside the family.
When Nan Seoyan was planning to marry that scumbag Chi Hongjie, she had caused a lot of trouble because of the severance of ties with her family.
It was an era that advocated freedom of love.
This is why the Chi family's small business received its first wave of popularity dividends.
As for what happened later, it was the scandal that Nan Seoyan died during childbirth and Chi Hongjie got married the next month.
So that is to say.
If the girl is really from the Chi family, she should be Nan Shuyan's daughter. But everyone in Beijing knows that Nan Shuyan's daughter Chi Hongjie disappeared when she was three years old.
Zhuo Yi hesitated and said: "If the Qingchuan base deliberately falsified information, even if we follow the Chi family to investigate, the woman's backstory is probably all fake."
"Did I say it was all true?"
Hearing this, Si Ye raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhuo Yi without any trace.
On the contrary, Zhuo Yi glanced at him even more uncomprehendingly, and asked Si Ye stupidly: "Since we all know it is fake, why should we check it? Have you seen how the Qingchuan base made up the story?"
Si Ye: "..."
His eyeballs hurt and he didn't want to open them.
However, at this moment, if looks could kill, he really wanted to stab the assistant in front of him three times and six times.
How on earth did someone so stupid manage to be his assistant safely for so many years?
The tall figure sat on the sofa and adjusted his posture impatiently. Si Ye then raised his eyelids and looked at Zhuo Yi with a clear mind and asked: "If I ask you to make a back tune for me now and show it to my partners, what will you do?" What will you do?"
"Ouch!"
"Master Si, are you kidding me?"
When Zhuo Yi heard this, he waved his hands and smiled, and said in a joking tone: "As Si Ye, whenever you nod and agree to cooperate, it is the blessing of those partners who have cultivated for eight lifetimes. Who dares to ask for it without opening their eyes?" Look at your back tone..."
Having said this, Zhuo Yi suddenly paused.
Feel the air around you becoming more and more condensed.
Only then did he react belatedly.
Yes.
Even if the contents that are reproduced are fabricated, the fabrication must be slightly more realistic. In other words, no matter how false the contents are, it cannot be too false. There must be a part of it that is true.
Si Ye looked at him with indifference and patience, until he saw his expression as if he had just woken up from a dream, and then he said coldly: "Why don't you get out of here?"
"yes!"
Zhuo Yi took the order and immediately turned around and started rolling away without stopping.
He was so angry that his boss looked at him with disgusting eyes.
Also, what happened to Qian Sixue? He paid a lot of money to protect the network system of Mr. Si’s mobile phone. Now that Mr. Si’s mobile phone system has been breached, he doesn’t even reply to messages?
"What's wrong with you?"
Zhuo Yi angrily sent him a message:
"I'll give you three days to come to Si's Group and give me an explanation, otherwise I will ask the Red Sea Alliance to refund my money!"
