My Family Really Has A Goldmine

As a qualified subordinate, if you think about the boss, worry about the boss, do n’t keep thinking about what you get from the boss, think more about what you can do for the boss, and how much you can create for your boss through your labor. remaining value.

The car is slowly driving on the outermost road.

The driver's eyes brightened and his voice was excited: "Mr. Shen! People are ahead!"

Shen Du saw the petite back view not far through the front glass.

The back was wearing a bright yellow hoodie, the hood covered the back of his head, like a slick halogen egg, two slender legs on the pedals, and stepped on the bicycle with a sense of rhythm.

He glanced back, his short laughter overflowing his throat: "Follow."

The driver wondered, "Don't pick her up?"

"Wait for her to be tired."

Step by step, it is quite vigorous.

I guess he complained vigorously.

At this time, Rong Rong didn't know the rear gaze, and carried out the low-carbon environmental protection action that the city government vigorously promotes every year.

Riding harder when going to school, Rong Rong's physical strength is not as bad as he looks, but now that he has resentment in his heart, he almost treats the pedals on the left and right sides of the bicycle as Shen Du and Xu Bei respectively, so he pedals extra hard.

Soon, her calf muscles were a little sore.

Rong Rong parked the bicycle aside, looked up at the clear sky, and squatted by the road to rest.

In the car, the driver also said, "Mr. Shen, she stopped, she should be tired."

Originally petite and thin, squatting there was more like a dumpling.

She was also wearing a hat, hiding her hands in the wide sleeves, holding her chin in a daze, and wondering what she was thinking.

Shen Du watched as she did not know where to pick up a slender branch, and wrote something on the ground. Then she threw away the branch, got up, and stepped on it.

It didn't seem to be enough to vent her anger, and she froze again.

"..." It was really good to guess what she wrote on the ground,

He smiled helplessly, opened the door and went down.

She turned her back to him, stomping on the ground, and didn't notice anyone coming.

Shen Du walked behind her, Rong Rong was lowering her head, her hands in her pockets, and a word in her mouth.

"Trash sinking."

Shen Du chuckled, revealing his position.

Rong Rong shrugged his shoulders, turned his head stiffly, and saw the second button on the man's shirt.

The man looked down at him, looking at her with great care, his voice deepening: "What did you just call me?"

Rong Rong opened his mouth and tried to confuse himself: "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Shen Du's voice was lowered by half a point, raising her eyebrows slightly, her voice rising: "Huh?"

Rong Rong coughed, and Qingli's small face was hidden in the hood, and he only gave him a back head stupidly: "You still have a little conscience, knowing that you should come back to pick me up.

"The trunk is still in the car." Shen Du raised his lips and smiled slightly. "You forgot to take it."

She turned and looked at him in an incredible way, with a high tone: "You asked me to ride my suitcase on a bicycle?"

"I think you're glad you stepped on it."

"You need a pair of glasses." Rong Rong grumbled, walked to the trunk in three or two steps, and patted the car. "Open the trunk."

The driver in the car spiritually opened the trunk.

Rong Rong took out the suitcase, pulled out the drawbar, Shen Du glanced blankly, and walked forward chicly all the way.

"Rongrong." He called her.

Rong Rong's expression changed, he didn't stop his footwork, and continued to stride forward.

Shen Du reluctantly, stepped on her long legs, caught up with her with her height advantage, and took the lever from her.

"Okay, it's funny."

Rong Rong was even more angry, with a serious tone: "You can just drive me out of the car if you tease me?"

Shen Du pulled the rope on her hood, and a third of her entire face was hidden instantly.

Rong Rong continued to sue as he managed his hat: "What? Revenge?"

"Hit down." He sighed, said nothing, and walked directly to the car.

Rong Rong pouted, followed him, and was very unconvinced: "I gave up my self-esteem and called it the exit. This sound contains my sincerity, and you don't appreciate it."

"..."

Riding in the car, Rong Rong turned into a nonsense, and continued to give up: "People ask me to call me without calling me, Mr. Shen, you are really in the blessing."

Shen Du twitched his lips and said lightly: "This kind of blessing is still forgotten."

"It's really hard to serve." Rong Rong sighed.

The driver felt a cramp in his mouth.

He looked into the two through the rearview mirror.

I don't know what happened. The two of them sat far away, and their expressions didn't cope, but it made him a middle-aged uncle can't help laughing.

Fortunately, the two did not perform this kind of kindergarten-type quarrel. For the next journey, the driver was lucky to avoid the cramp.

The car stopped at the door of the old house and didn't drive in. Rong Rong had just opened the door and got out of the car. He seemed to remember something and turned to Shen Du.

Shen Du noticed this sight, didn't look up, just asked her: "What's wrong?"

She leaned over, holding the soft car mat with her hands, and quietly moved closer to his ears. Milky and milky satisfied his wish: "Bye, brother Shendu."

After saying this, Rong Rong quickly got out of the car without giving Shen Du any response time.

Shen Du turned his head and looked at the back through the window.

The prank was a success, and the little girl jumped around while walking.

He shook his head, and a deep, low laugh sounded in the car.

Rao is an iceberg that has also turned into ice cream in her hands.

Shen Du complained helplessly: "Naughty ghost."

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As soon as Rong Rong entered the door, he couldn't wait to shout, "Mr. Rong Guoyuan! I want to die for you!"

Before seeing him, I heard the old man snorted and said, "Smelly girl!"

She changed her slippers and went to the living room. The old man was sitting on the sofa and watching TV.

"Reluctant to come back?" The old man gave her a glance, dissatisfied, "Why not stay there forever?"

"That's how, how can I leave you alone to enjoy the blessing." Rong Rong grabbed the thick hand of the old man, serious tone, "This is absolutely impossible."

The old man looked disgusted, but did not pull his hand out: "Okay, I just called you, and you said you were home, so why didn't you meet you?"

She silent for two seconds, shaking her head and smiling: "Maybe I just missed it."

"You two finally came back. I called Dongye over for dinner today." The old man sighed. "It's a pity that Nanxun can't come back in Beijing, otherwise I'll call you all together and eat with my old man rice."

The Xu family had three sons, and they grew up with two young girls from the Rong family. In addition to Xu Bei, they also hanged out as sons. They had to go abroad to gilt. Both of his brothers went to politics after graduation.

"I talked to his parents. Beiye has been honest abroad for a few years. He didn't even have a girlfriend." The old man went mysteriously to go into Rong Rong's ear to gossip with her, "Your sister has also been , How many were introduced to her, she didn't like any of them, girl, you said, how about the two of them?

Rong Rong laughed: "This is still subject to the opinions of the parties."

"Who doesn't know your sister's intentions, I really think we can't tell that she likes Kita? As for Kita, although I have had several girlfriends, none of them are really affectionate, and I don't necessarily have nothing for your sister meaning."

Rong Rong didn't speak anymore, just listening to the old man's red face continuing to speak.

At dinner time, the two parties in the old man's mouth finally arrived late.

No one cares.

It seemed like a coincidence that two people just came in, and Xu Dongye, the older brother of Xu Beiye, came over.

Rong Rong stepped forward and greeted him. People just nodded faintly, and immediately treated her as a transparent person.

The handsome man in a suit and leather sat at the dining table with an unsmiling look, just like a cold wind crossing, cooling the hot dishes just after it.

The old man chatted with Xu Dongye. He was young, but in his early thirties, he took the position of municipal secretary, and his future was bright.

There is also no interest in life, but it is the younger people who like this most.

After talking about the business, the old man asked Xu Bei how he had been abroad in recent years.

Xu Bei also said loosely: "OK."

"Did you have a girlfriend?"

He smiled wryly, "Grandpa, don't you ask me such a hard question?"

The old man cried out, "Celadon didn't make a boyfriend."

Whoever can't hear this is a fool. Rong Qingci's face turned black, and he satirically said, "Come on, I can't climb high."

Xu Bei also showed no weakness: "Where I am, I am not worthy of you."

To say that Rong Qingci also likes Xu Beiye, in fact Rong Rong is unbelievable.

Long after Rong Qingci's confession was rejected, she quickly found a senior boyfriend who was like a painter when she entered university. Although the two did not survive the graduation season, it also proved that Xu Bei was not so important.

Xu Dongye frowned, his voice low: "Okay, noisy, eat."

The atmosphere of this meal was not good, so it was eaten quickly.

The two brothers of the Xu family were called upstairs to speak.

Rong Rong was sitting on the sofa and drinking tea. Rong Qingci sat beside her with a buttock and said directly: "This time I went to Shenzhen, didn't I go directly to Hong Kong?"

Rong Rong shook his head: "No."

"You didn't go so convenient." Rong Qingci sighed. "I wanted you to bring me platinum foundation and divas’ dream. "

"Don't you have the divas diamond?"

"Suddenly I think the white Fritillary is also very good-looking, and I want to buy it for fun." Rong Qingci raised his eyebrows with a light tone. "Did you go there and meet Mr. Shen?"

Rong Rong shook his head subconsciously.

"I haven't met it, and I hope you can help in business." Rong Qingci also said, "Grandpa told me that next spring, I will let you join the company."

"Why don't you talk to me?"

"Why discuss it with you? Can you start a company for a painting exhibition? You can earn a company as a beauty blogger? You are twenty-one years old, and grandpa has spoiled you so big, not for you to sit down and eat. . "

Rong Rong smiled: "The company has you."

"Rong Rong, I don't need you to make such an invincible look." Rong Qingci suddenly sneered, his eyes were complicated and difficult to understand, "You think you don't listen to Grandpa and go abroad to learn painting Painting, for me to hide from Xu Bei, will grandpa and Xu Bei also like me more? "

Rong Rong pursed his lips and held his hands together uneasily.

"They won't." Rong Qingci said lightly. "Rong Rong, I have no way to hate you, but I also have no way to not be jealous of you."

Rong Rong shouted at the sand, and whispered, "I learned to paint because I really like it, and I hid from Xu Bei because I hated him."

Rong Qingci frowned: "What do you hate him for?"

"Without him, you wouldn't be so fierce." Rong Rong pursed, and Xing Yan's eyes were full of complaints.

Rong Qingci yelled in distress: "Dead girl! What a spoiled girl at this time!"

The author has something to say: Sister Yan Rong——the peerless Marie Su with the skills of the Han and the maid

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