Mr. Flower

Chapter 11 Chapter 10

Taking off the apron, Tong Xiang took two steps to sit down near Brother Xiaofu, smiled and watched Brother Xiaofu talking to Brother Shan: "Brother Shan, your company is too far away, I found a job that I can do at home, take care of me Mom is also convenient."

After being watched by Tong Xiang and saying these words, Brother Xiaofu unscrewed the soda water and took a sip without making a sound.

"What can you do at home?" Jing Shan didn't look at the shopkeeper's eyes, and asked bluntly. Just as he finished speaking, he saw a watch in the storage box on the table, "Whose is Blancpain's watch?"

Tong Xiang followed his gaze and saw that Yang Yiyue's watch had fallen.

"I like this one too, Master Fu, I want to ask for money..." Jing Shan pretended to be a grandson in an instant, and the old man Jing just now disappeared.

"It's too expensive, so I won't approve it." Brother Xiao Fu dismissed him with a simple sentence.

"Your?" Jing Shan was so envious that he looked at Tong Xiang almost with jealousy.

"My boss's." Tong Xiang said quickly after a pause, "You see, I won't go there... My boss is very capable, right?"

"What are you doing?" Brother Xiaofu couldn't be dismissed, so he asked.

"Be...a private consultant, private, security, consultant..." When Tong Xiang said this, he remembered Yang Yiyue losing his composure because he turned off the lights.

"Security, consultant...Jingshan..." Brother Xiao Fu called out to someone who was greedy for watches.

"Oh... Xiaoxiang, you all know my experience. There are some things that my brother doesn't know, so you should know whether you can do it or not... You take this first." After finishing speaking, he took out a golden bank card, and It's too serious, "A while ago, my dad came back and said that he had a senior brother from the sect who asked him about a boy who was a black boxer. He said that he was good-looking and could speak well. He had a kung fu talent from our Northern Shaolin. He should have been a soldier... ..."

After a fight, it was completely exposed, and the martial arts world is really getting smaller and smaller.

Before Tong Xiang could speak, the teacher got up to set the tone.

"Xiao Xiang is not stupid, earning that money can last for a long time?" Shi Niang took Tong Xiang's hand, "It is not easy to ask for money? You keep it. This is how the money in it came. A few years ago, your mother and I I have a big set of three in my hand. I said before that we sold it for medical treatment, but she said that she would not spend any money on conservative treatment, which means that if you can’t sell it, you will keep it for your marriage. But the price here is high, and I make my own decisions If you sell it, you won’t be able to sell it at this price after the wind blows. I dare not tell your mother, so you take the money..."

"Master, didn't you give me all the money?" Tong Xiang looked at the card without reaching out, and looked around the teacher and brothers present, knowing that the whole family came to teach him.

"How can it be, your teacher is so stingy, can you take advantage of you? The money I invested back then was taken out." Jing Yaoniang smiled and waved her hand, "But I think the numbers are unlucky, let you Brother Shan and Brother Xiaofu give it to you." You rounded up a whole number. Take it... It's not easy for us in the urban-rural fringe area to come to the city center..." Jing Yaoniang took another sip of soda water, still not used to the sweet taste, and told Tong Xiang to drink less.

Tong Xiang said with a smile: "The boss likes to drink. I will prepare another mineral water for my wife in the future."

"I have investigated the boss's hobbies... It seems that the boss is there to get money." Jing Yaoniang smiled and patted Tong Xiang's hand, "Xiao Xiang, my wife knows a little about ancient times, and I know that your father and your mother eloped. You don’t need to ask how good their relationship is. After your father passed away, you are the meat of your mother’s heart. You can do whatever job you want, anyway, remember that your mother only wishes you well, You can't do anything that makes you bad. The fact that you came back from the army to take care of her made her angry, so you can't do the same thing again?"

"Hey, Mistress, I know."

Brother Xiao Fu shrewdly took the lead, Brother Shan sang bad faces, and Mrs. Mistress sang red faces. This beating meant that the family was not at the end of its rope, and they were not allowed to do dangerous things.

If you think clearly, you will naturally know how to reassure them, "There is something I want to do, and I am still talking about it with my comrades-in-arms. After that, I will have to rely on my brother Fu and Brother Shan to help me." The words are not lies, It's just that everything has a priority, and now the old mother is the biggest.

Satisfied with Tong Xiang's well-behaved mistress, Brother Fu who was sitting on the other side suddenly got up and turned on the headlight for work lighting above the big wooden table, staring at Tong Xiang with a pair of shrewd eyes and said, "What's the matter with the injury on the corner of the mouth?"

Tong Xiang really wanted to cry when he asked this question. He knew the reason why such a fierce dog is so obedient. Fortunately, Mr. Yang had made up a lie just now, so he hurriedly said: "Get up in the morning and make breakfast, Mi Mi It's muddy, I bumped myself when I opened the refrigerator...it hurts, mistress, show me..."

Jing Yaoniang raised his chin and looked around under the light, and said: "The bruises are fading, it's okay. You go to bed early, and you will be refreshed after a full sleep, and you won't be confused when you are refreshed..."

"Yeah." Tong Xiang is very obedient, his nodding and obedient appearance is the most touching teacher's wife's heart.

"That Jingshan, Xiaofu, help us close the shop and let Xiaoxiang go to bed early..."

The wife of the master spoke, and the two of my family hurriedly moved.Tong Xiang also had work in hand, so he went outside to collect the awning.

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After sending people away again, Tong Xiang took the broom and dustpan that had been placed on the side of the street tree earlier, and finished the three-package work at the entrance of the store, and then closed the store and sat down.

Yang Yiyue's watch was placed sideways in the storage box. Tong Xiang didn't understand these things. Brother Shan likes to toss about these things. He reads so vigorously, it must be a precious item.I took a picture and sent it to Yang Yiyue.After finishing this matter, put it away and put it in the room. There are many people in this shop during the day, so it would be bad if he lost it.It's hard to find your benefactor father who doesn't want to sleep too much after spending money, and his things should be kept well.

Looking at the complex surface of the watch, the delicate energy on the small parts is really attractive.

Tong Xiang turned on the light in the room, turned it off again for no reason, and turned it on again... As the light flickered on and off, Yang Yiyue's fear of the dark came to his mind again.

This kind of fear of darkness, Tong Xiang has seen in other people - the hostages kidnapped by the extremist organization Xiyidu.

The little girl who was rescued from the dark cellar no longer goes to places that look dark no matter what, she must turn on the light when she sleeps, and she will never go to the shadows when it is too hot, as if she has seen enough darkness in this life, don’t want to A little bit of contamination.

The doctor said that the stress response will gradually get better, but it just takes time. He also said that this time does not know how long it will take.

Thinking of these Tong Xiang who went to wash up, he was stimulated by the peppermint toothpaste, and felt that he was thinking too much. Mr. Yang is so young, and his family business is unreasonably large. The family should have been in business for at least three generations. This kind of family is generally They all grew up smoothly, maybe it's just a bad habit left over from childhood.

After washing up, I went back to the bedroom, saw that there was a message displayed on the phone, picked it up and lay down on the bed before clicking on it.President Xiao Yang replied that he would pick it up tomorrow, and also sent a photo of the tofu quilt.

Tong Xiang looked at the upside-down watering can in the lower right corner of the picture, and couldn't help typing to tell Yang Yiyue: "The water spray shape is crooked, don't go crazy."

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After reading Tong Xiang's reply before going to sleep, Yang Yiyue fell asleep in a happy mood as he imagined him making fun of others with a little disdain.In the morning, instead of being woken up by the morning light and birdsong, but by the ringing of the phone, the good mood given by Xiaoxiang's boss is exhausted.

Picking up the phone, he glanced at the call from assistant Mogg, clicked to call, turned over and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and continued to sleep.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, to disturb your sleep..." The soft female voice was somewhat apologetic, and ordinary people couldn't bear it at all, but Yang Yiyue was an exception.Although Moge is so soft, she does things neatly and cheerfully. She is called "Brother Mog" on weekdays.

"Yang Yichao regretted it?" There is no need to think about a few backup plans, it must be this matter.

"That's right... Yesterday you said that there might be a change in the two of them having a dinner date, and it really hit the mark. Mr. Yang, I don't know whether to praise you for being straight or crow-mouthed." Mogg After finishing speaking, he sighed artificially, "Besides, after notifying us that we will change the reorganization plan, I hung up the phone directly and asked for your name?"

"So, this call is to ask me to come pick you up immediately?" Yang Yiyue stretched up half of his body, and the silk pajamas slid down his shoulders.

Aunt Duan helped buy the pajamas. It was the first time for the old man to shop online. When he was excited, he chose the wrong size. He was at a loss for a return and exchange, so Yang Yiyue just put it on and just pulled it on, without hindering his sleep.

"It doesn't matter if you don't come... It's just that it's hard for us to kick people out of the firm directly for nepotism business, right?"

"I see, I'll come over later." Yang Yiyue got up and went to open the curtains. Outside the window were orange-red hydrangeas in full bloom.I don't know why, seeing the fresh and lovely flowers in my garden, the first thing I thought of was picking some of them and sending them to Tong Xiang to help his poorly run flower shop reduce costs.

"Okay, we will warmly and thoughtfully receive Young Master Yang."

"It doesn't matter if you are not enthusiastic, anyway, I will not look good when I arrive." Yang Yiyue was not at all interested in the business that Yang Lingqi had signed with Yang Yichao.

The Yang family's company can't continue, and they want their own firm to do the restructuring business, but Yang Lingqi wants to prove to others that he and his father are kind and filial.Whether it is true father's kindness and son's filial piety, the two of them are very clear in their hearts.

Yang Yiyue opened the small window to let the fresh air flow into the room... After closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he walked to the bathroom to wash up.

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"To sum up, you don't have enough weight to make the other party accept this condition." After Yang Yiyue finished speaking, he took a sip of the coffee Mogg sent over, and felt very comfortable seeing the astonished expression on his cousin Yang Yichao's face.

"My company is supported by the Yang family. Why can't I have this part of the conditions?" Yang Yichao became very unhappy after Yang Yiyue came in and chilled the atmosphere. .

"Because it's too bad. If it wasn't for Yang's support, no one would take over. The other party's willingness to accept is because they fancy being associated with Yang."

The small coffee spoon made a circle in the coffee cup. Yang Yiyue's outspokenness made Yang Yichao change his face. He grabbed the coffee cup on the table and threw it on the ground vigorously. Yang Yichao pointed at Yang Yiyue on the other side of the conference table and cursed: "You fucking don't deserve the surname Yang..."

"It was your second uncle Yang Lingqi who refused to let me change my surname. Your suggestion is very good. Why don't you tell him to let me change my surname? I always wanted to have my surname Zhuo." He planned to let Yang Yichao go, "As the non-performing assets named in the Yang Group's annual report, please lower your expectations for this company. The group's expectations for us are very low."

"Yang Yiyue, I won't pass up your plan... just wait and see." Yang Yichao left the table.

Without taking a second look at the person who left, Yang Yiyue gently threw the coffee spoon into the cup and said to Mogg, "Contact Yang Lingqi."

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Seeing the phantom acting as a delivery truck stop in front of the shop, holding a bunch of sunflowers, Tong Xiang stood in front of the window wearing a floral apron, motionless.

Yang Yiyue, who had already opened the trunk, stood at the back of the car and looked at Tong Xiang in the store. First, he felt that he made himself like him so hard, and second, he felt that the reason why Xiaoxiang's boss changed his enthusiasm might be because he didn't know that hydrangeas would how to sell...