After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 177 My President Nan is very strong
When Nan Song came out of the dean's office, he saw Si Zhe coming out of the ward with his bag on his back. He closed the door gently, his cheeks slightly bulging, and he breathed out a sigh of relief, as if he had just experienced some hardship in life.

Looking at the child's handsome appearance, Nan Song's eyebrows relaxed a bit, and she walked over and called him softly, "Xiao Zhe."

Si Zhe turned his head when he heard the sound and saw Nan Song also showing a beautiful smile, the sun was bright again, "Sister, have you finished the meeting?"

"Ah."

Nan Song raised her eyes and looked at his expression, "What's wrong with you?"

Si Zhe was slightly startled and couldn't help but admire Nan Song's insight. He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the ward, making a "let's go first" gesture.

The two walked out side by side.

It wasn't until he walked out of the corridor and entered the elevator that Si Zhe confessed, "My brother found out about my part-time job and gave me a scolding."

Seeing Nan Song's look, he quickly added, "Oh, I didn't tell him that you are my uncle. How dare I reveal your identity without your permission, sister?"

After all, the Nansong Association's medical skills had shocked the two brothers. If she told his brother about her identity as a top celebrity chef, Si Zhe was afraid that the priest would not be able to bear it.

Nan Song raised his eyes slightly, "The priest won't let you go out to work?"

Si Zhe said softly, "Yeah", "My brother is afraid of affecting my training. He said that students should study hard when they go to school and not be half-hearted. If I need money, he can give it to me. I don't have to go out to earn it myself."

Nan Song nodded, "He's right."

Then he turned to Si Zhe and said, "Your brother is doing this for your own good."

"I know he is doing it for my own good, but now that I have grown up, I can help him share part of the debt. The burden of the family cannot always be shouldered by my brother alone. I also have a share."

Si Zhe spoke seriously, with the immaturity of a young man, and an indescribably mature mind. Hard life always encourages people to grow.

Nan Song asked calmly, "Hasn't your father's gambling debt been paid off? What other debts are there?"

Si Zhe pursed his lower lip, looking at her intently with his light brown eyes, and said in a soft voice, "Sister, you helped us pay off my father's debt. Now you are our creditor. My brother and I borrowed this money. Sooner or later, It’s to be returned to you.”

Nan Song said calmly: "It's only 5000 million, don't take it to heart." Then he added, "Just pay it back slowly."

Si Zhe's attitude was very firm, "I know that my sister is not short of money, but repaying debts is a matter of course. If we are debt-free, we will feel lighter. If we have repaid it early, we brothers will feel more relaxed."

A young man has the ambition of a young man, and Nan Song doesn't want to discourage him.

He just said quietly: "There is no rush to pay back the money. Your brother is right. You are still a student now. The most important thing is to study. Basketball and training are your first priorities. As for the restaurant, take time every month." Just come once or twice and I will talk to your master about this later."

"No..." The elevator door opened and Nan Song stepped out. Si Zhe followed her and carefully explained: "Sister, I didn't delay my training. I went to the restaurant to learn cooking from my master. For me, it's It’s a stress-relieving and relaxing thing, not tiring, really.”

Nan Song glanced at him, "It doesn't matter whether you are tired or not. I will know after asking your master."

"I..." Before Si Zhe could say anything else, Nan Song's cell phone rang, and she motioned to Gu Heng to take Si Zhe into the car first.

Gu Heng patted Si Zhe. The young man was too tall. He originally wanted to pat his shoulder, but when he raised his hand, he only patted his arm. There was a trace of embarrassment in the air.

Si Zhe didn't notice Gu Heng's embarrassment, "Brother Heng..."

He wanted to ask Gu Heng for help, but Gu Heng looked helpless, "Your Grand Master Uncle is very kind, but my President Nan is very strong. Whatever she decides, eight horses and nine cows Even if I can’t pull you back, you should just be obedient and don’t waste any effort.”

Si Zhe: "..."

The call was from Nanya.

Nan Song didn't want to answer the call, but she was afraid that the child would beg her for help, but when she saw him looking at her innocently with a pair of deer eyes, she couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, so she simply didn't give him the chance and answered the call.

"what's up?"

As soon as the call was connected, Nanya shouted unhappily on the other end of the phone: "My wedding is the day after tomorrow, where did you go?"

Hearing this groundless accusation, Nan Song was both angry and a little amused, "What does my location have to do with you? Your wedding is not my wedding."

"Of course this is my wedding!" Nanya first swore her identity and status as the heroine, and then said: "But you have to come too! You are my natal family, how can you be absent? But don't have any delusions. Brother Yuan will never forget you, he is my man now, you can give up."

"Well, my heart for Qin Jiangyuan has never been alive."

Nan Song rarely had time to waste time with Nanya here, "Do you want me to go, or don't you want me to go? If I go, I'm afraid it will ruin your situation."

Nanya immediately became alert, "What do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything."

The sun was strong, and Nan Song was a little dry from the baking. He said lazily: "I'm afraid that no one will pay attention to the bride as soon as I show up. After all, it is your wedding, and I don't want to overwhelm you."

"..."

Nanya was heartbroken.

Indeed, Nan Song has been the most beautiful among the three sisters since she was a child. Whenever she appears, she will become the center of attention. This is what makes her the most jealous, as she always lives in her shadow.

She hesitated and shouted angrily, "You can't dress up ugly!"

Nan Song clicked his tongue, "This is a bit difficult for me."

"..."

"Besides, why should I dress myself up as a clown for you? Because of your big face, because of your ugly appearance, or because of your finding an oil field as a husband?"

"..."

Before Nanya could roar, Nan Song said calmly: "Okay, I'm very busy here, I will go if I have time, hang up."

……

After teasing Nanya, Nan Song felt much more relaxed.

After getting in the car, we headed towards the airport.

Behind her car, a black car followed not far away, also heading towards the airport.

On the way, Nan Song was handling official duties, while Si Zhe sat quietly aside without disturbing her, sighing in his heart: Sister is so busy.

It must be very hard for her to support such a big company by herself.

The road was uneven, and it was easy to get dizzy when the car was shaking while looking at the tablet. Nan Song rubbed his eyes, and Si Zhe said at the right moment, "Sister, don't be too busy working in the car. It's easy to get motion sickness."

"Yeah." Nan Song responded and closed the tablet.

[The priest was injured and the cast changed roles] has been a hot search topic, and the comments section is full of accusations against the producer, who is her.

Nan Song glanced at it lightly. She had experienced the madness of fans and keyboard warriors more than once. In the Internet age, big things will quickly escalate. The biggest headaches now are probably Lao Dong and Zhao Jing.

Si Zhe unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her. Seeing her take it and take a sip, he moved his lips and was about to say something when the driver suddenly stopped the car and the car body shook violently.

"Be careful-" Si Zhe subconsciously hugged Nan Song and hit his shoulder heavily on the seat.

Nan Song was protected and leaned forward slightly, hitting his arm with her forehead, spilling most of the water in the bottle, almost all on Si Zhe.

But he didn't care and looked at her with concern, "Sister, are you okay?"

Nan Song shook his head, looked up, and frowned.

Gu Heng was sitting in the passenger seat, and his head hit the windshield. His eyes went dark in pain. He covered his head and was about to scold the driver for driving the car when he found that their car was surrounded. A lot of eggs and vegetable leaves were thrown at me.

Outside, there was a group of boys, girls and old aunts, holding banners and angrily yelling at them - evil capitalists, give us the role of priests! ! !

(End of this chapter)