In the box.
Mr. Liu was so anxious that he started to take out his wallet.
"What are you doing?" Mr. Zhou grabbed his arm from the side and said, "Do you think Master Shanda and the others are here to blackmail you?"
"Then..." Mr. Liu had never seen such a scene before, and he didn't know what to do.
Mr. Zhou said helplessly: "You should be lucky that Master Shanda arrived in time."
Mr. Liu's brain finally regained some clarity from the panic.
So...it's okay?
Sheng Yuxiao pressed the button on the table at this time.
The waiter opened the door and came in. Infected by the tense atmosphere, his tone became more nervous: "What do you need?"
"Order." Sheng Yuxiao said.
Wei Wenjun nodded: "Well, let the duckling eat first."
In just a blink of an eye, Mr. Liu became the most insignificant person in the room.
Mr. Liu, who naturally likes to be favored and flattered by others, and wishes everyone would listen to him, now feels that he has been saved for the rest of his life and wishes he could cry with joy.
"Look...who's going to take the order?" the waiter said weakly, looking around, feeling that the room was full of big guys, and it was not suitable for anyone.
Everyone looked at each other.
"give her!"
Almost in unison.
The waiter quickly handed it to Li Xiaoya.
Li Xiaoya didn't refuse. She first asked what to order. After she learned how to order it, she started to ask one by one: "What does the second uncle eat?" "What does the younger uncle eat?"
"What does Mr. Zhou eat?"
When Mr. Zhou heard these words, he was somewhat frightened.
I thought to myself, how can I be ranked ahead of Young Master Shanda and Young Master Qin?
He cleared his throat and said, "Just order whatever you like."
Qin Sui said unhurriedly: "The most annoying thing is just two words."
Mr. Zhou immediately changed his mind: "Let's have a steamed turbot, pine nuts and corn are also good."
They should all be edible by Li Xiaoya.
Seeing that the questions were almost finished, only Sheng Yuxiao and Qin Sui were left.
Mr. Zhou's breathing couldn't help but tighten. Who comes first and who comes last... This can easily lead to conflicts.
I saw Li Xiaoya hook his little hand and choose the two dishes that Mr. Zhou mentioned first, then he raised his head and asked in a soft tone: "What are you two eating?"
you two.
you two……
OK.
Two words summed up the two people together, perfectly avoiding disputes.
The expressions on Sheng Yuxiao and Qin Sui's faces froze at the same time, and then they spoke first: "Stewed fish maw with scallops."
“Truffle s’mores.”
"Red wine foie gras."
“Cheese baked short ribs…”
Li Xiaoya: "That's enough, that's enough."
She quickly pushed the menu back to the waiter.
The two people over there looked at each other and stopped in unison.
But there is another question... Mr. Zhou said, who should sit next to Li Xiaoya?
Li Xiaoya patted the left side and said, "Second uncle, come here." Then he patted the right side and said, "Little uncle, sit down."
Mr. Zhou was silent. Well, don't worry about her at all.
After Li Xiaoya finished speaking, he looked at Mr. Zhou: "You should also sit down."
Mr. Zhou was instantly blessed, he understood!
He pulled out the chair and sat down, then imitated Li Xiaoya and patted his left side: "Young Master Sheng, please."
Then ask Qin Sui to sit on his right.
Look, this separates the two mortal enemies.
Li Xiaoya has a little trick in his heart. Mr. Zhou sighed.
Finally, everyone sat down, except Mr. Liu who was still standing there.
Sheng Yuxiao raised her eyelids: "You sit down too."
"I'll forget it..." Mainly because I didn't dare and it was too oppressive. Mr. Liu was afraid that he would choke to death.
Of course, Sheng Yuxiao would not persuade him. He only raised his chin towards the waiter and said, "Give him a small table."
Waiter: "Hey."
The boss demands that nothing is impossible.
After a while, the waiter came in carrying a baby high chair. He turned the table to Mr. Liu and said, "You can use it."
Mr. Liu dared not speak out when he was angry.
Use it, anyway, it's better than sitting with them.
The meal is finally finished.
Although the atmosphere was weird, under Li Xiaoya's "hosting", the ending was quite satisfactory.
The little girl wiped her mouth and didn't wait for anyone to pick her up. She quickly jumped off the chair and said, "Let's go home."
With two uncles here, there was no need for Sheng Yuxiao and Qin Sui to fight for the right to send her home.
It's great, another bloody storm has been avoided. Mr. Zhou sighed.
A group of people stood at the steps of Rongxi Restaurant, watching Li Xiaoya's car leave.
When she was completely out of sight, Sheng Yuxiao turned around and glanced at Mr. Liu: "Don't look for her again, do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand..."
"you can go now."
"Okay, okay, bye!"
Mr. Liu walked out, and when he reached the sidewalk, he immediately ran away. He ran all the way before calling the driver to pick him up.
Sheng Yuxiao and Qin Sui didn't say anything to each other, so they got into the car separately, leaving Mr. Zhou standing there.
"Is this... a happy ending?"
His driver also drove over to pick him up, turned down the window and asked, "Mr. Zhou? Are you okay? Miss just called me. Is Miss Li okay?"
"Okay! Okay! It's okay! Everything is fine!" Mr. Zhou came back to his senses and couldn't hide his excitement in his tone. He opened the car door, got in and said, "Let's go! Go buy a bag for Madam!"
The driver didn't expect such a big turn in the topic and was stunned: "Huh?"
"Drive, hurry up, before the mall closes."
The whole thing really sounds like a dream.
Just because his wife bought a bag outside, it happened to be in Li Xiaoya's hands.
What a great buy! What a great buy!
In one fell swoop, he was given resources that he might not be able to obtain even after eight lifetimes of hard work.
The company was originally named "Dream Making" because he wanted to fulfill his own ideals and was also named after Liu Meng.
And today, the company's new peak seems like a dream, just like that.
What an encounter in life.
At this moment, Mr. Zhou really wanted to go back to see his wife and children with gifts.
And the other end.
"It doesn't matter if I follow Young Master Shanda, but why didn't I call home today?" Wei Lin said with confusion.
He just finished speaking.
Wei Wenjun, who was on the back foot, came in and said, "To give him a surprise."
surprise? What kind of surprise? And it was so strange for these two words to come out of Wei Wenjun's mouth.
The duckling Li ran all the way to Wei Xuanming with a small schoolbag on his back.
If Wei Xuanming's expression was still 70 percent cold at first, now that she was sweating profusely from running, it was only 30 percent cold.
Li Xiaoya put his schoolbag in Wei Xuanming's arms.
She is not the kind of child who is used to acting coquettishly. She and Wei Xuanming have more than enough tacit understanding but not enough intimacy.
Now that we let it go, it seems a little more intimate.
Just like what Wei Xuanming once saw on the street, those children who could not walk were crying and asking their grandparents to help them carry their schoolbags...
Wei Xuanming's eyes were dazed for a moment, and he watched Li Xiaoya unzip the zipper and said, "It's for grandpa."
The corners of Wei Lin's mouth pursed inadvertently, and then returned to normal.
I was really taken advantage of.
Every time I know how to escape by giving gifts...how many more times can I use this trick?
Wei Xuanming lowered his eyes and said, "What are you sending this time?"
Li Xiaoya said: "I don't know."
Wei Xuanming paused: "You don't know?"
"Well, because it was my second uncle and my younger uncle who bought it for grandpa."
Wei Xuanming couldn't say the next sentence for a long while.
Of course, the rift between father and son cannot be repaired in a day or two. There was even a big quarrel on the island that time. How could this...
Wei Xuanming's breathing paused, and his chest was filled with an even stronger heartbeat.
Wei Lin was also nailed there.
With Wei Wenjun's temperament, how could he suddenly show his kindness to the old man? The same goes for Wei Wenqing. Despite being weak, he is actually very firm and stubborn...
But this time Wei Wenjun spoke, further confirming Li Xiaoya's words.
"In the past, I always gave away watches, paintings, copybooks, antiques..."
yes.
But that was all before the father and son broke up.
After Wei Wenyu disappeared, the relationship between father and son became worse and worse, to the point where they no longer saw each other at all.
"Now I think it's a little duck's gift, so I bought some." Wei Wenjun bent down and pulled out a blanket, covering the old man's knees.
Wei Xuanming trembled unnoticeably. He raised his wrinkled and spotted hands and pressed the corner of the blanket. He asked, "Why do you suddenly think of giving gifts?"
Normally, Wei Wenjun would be angry again after hearing this.
Because Wei Xuanming is thoughtful, asking this usually means that he thinks the other person has something to do before he is attentive.
Today, Wei Wenjun calmly replied: "There is something happy that deserves to be celebrated together. ...The game company invested by Xiaoya has a new game launched today, and the single-day revenue has reached 5 million."
Wei Lin's facial muscles twitched, and he almost jumped up.
Wei Xuan was obviously much calmer.
After all, five million is too small a number for him.
"Little duck has a vision." He complimented calmly, "If this continues, the monthly income should be over 100 million. You have to thank your niece. At a time like this, I don't want to forget to take you to make money together. The money is not much, But the heart.”
Wei Wenjun lowered his eyes and said nothing. Anyway, he was used to his father's tone.
At this time, Li Xiaoya grabbed a corner of the blanket and said, "Yes, it's not much money, but it's my heart. So grandpa also wants to thank uncle."
Wei Xuanming paused and stared at her, with a hint of helplessness and surprise in his eyes.
She's really...smart.
Wei Xuanming finally said soft words: "Thank you, Wen Juan, and Wen Qing."
Li Xiaoya turned his face and said, "How can uncles thank me?"
Wei Xuanming's eyelids twitched, feeling that this kid seemed to have other ideas.
