Good Morning, Mr. President!

Du Hui put his phone into a loudspeaker and put it on his desk. Tang Yu was still still, as if he was flipping through the documents seriously.

"Hey, Du Hui." Song Zhixing's voice came from the phone, a little sweet.

Tang Yu's face eased slightly. However, the next moment, some darkness appeared in my eyes.

Speaking of which, for so many years, this little girl actually seldom talked to him on the phone. There is always something, you will find Yoyo, you will find Du Hui, but will never talk to him.

As Tang Song said, his guardian was really unsuccessful, or in other words, failed.

Tang Yu glanced glanced at the phone.

"Miss, is there anything wrong?" Du Hui was talking to him.

"I have something to ask you." Song Zhixing looked distressed.

"You said."

"However, you must promise me first, you must not tell my second uncle! Nor can I say that I called you! You must not betray me!"

After hearing that sweet voice mentioning himself, Tang Yu raised his eyes.

Du Hui's gaze looked at him, and he nodded, motioning him to continue. He wanted to hear if this little girl had done anything to hide him from school.

Du Hui assured him earnestly, "You can rest assured that I will never mention it to Er Ye."

The second elder heard it himself, and of course he didn't need to repeat it. This is definitely not a lie.

"That's it-I'm in this mall next to your office building and just wandering around." Song Zhixing finished his words, and finally got into the theme. "In fact, I just want to ask what my uncle likes."

"What do you ask this for?" Don't mention Tang Yu, even Du Hui was surprised. This little girl, how do you usually have this thought? He opened his mind and speculated, "Do you want to give a gift to the second elder?"

Tang Yu paused for a breath.

He glanced down at the phone again, as if staring at the person across the phone. The expectations of the fundus can not be more obvious.

"Even if it is." Song Zhixing answered vaguely. "Don't ask. You tell me, if I want to buy a gift, what should I choose?"

Du Hui didn't immediately answer this, but instead looked at someone sitting behind the desk.

At this moment, he turned his attention to the document again. It seemed that he was seriously signing the document and didn't care what the other person said. However, Du Hui could see at a glance. the same.

The ice on his face receded, and there was a smile on the corner of his curved lips.

The smile is pale and shallow, but it is rare to see it from the heart. Only the young lady has such influence on Er Ye.

"Miss, as long as it is a gift you pick, Er Ye will love it."

"Don't talk like that, can you be practical? I'm all sad." Song Zhixing's tone was really worrying.

Tang Yu ‘唰 唰’ signed the document, and the movements on his hand changed to the slow order just now, becoming particularly refreshing and smooth.

original……

That little thing is not completely indifferent to himself. At the very least, he would take care of picking gifts for him.

It seems that she usually does not hurt her.

"Otherwise, would you pick a tie for the second grandfather? A shirt is also fine."

"Isn't this too uninspiring?" Song Zhixing mumbled. "How strange the second uncle's temper is, you also know. If he doesn't like it, maybe he will hate Xiao ... my little niece."

Someone was said to have a strange temper, and Du Hui really wanted to make peace.

But how dare you?

Just coughing, "In fact, it is not new. I don't know if the young lady has heard the meaning of sending a tie and a shirt."

"What's the point?"

"The tie is hoping to lock one's heart. Of course, if you give it to the second grandfather, it can have other meanings. Locking the second grandfather's heart and making the second grandmother treat you better Isn't it? "Du Hui felt like she was bullshit.

Sneaking a look across the face of someone, as expected, he looked much better.

"Lock someone's heart?" Song Zhixing seemed interested in the idea. The voice was also a bit clearer, sweeping away the distress just now and asking curiously, "What about the shirt?"

"Not to mention the shirt. Wearing it tightly indicates the intimacy of the two. It depends on how the young lady chooses herself."

Song Zhixing seriously considered, "The tie seems to be too straightforward, but the shirt is good. Intimate and euphemistic."

She said what she hadn't hidden in her mind. Then he asked, "What size does my uncle wear? What color do I like?"

Du Hui gave the information to Song Zhixing.

Song Zhixing is extremely happy if he is awarded the treasure. At the end, he reminded, "Du Hui, don't tell my uncle that I made this call to you, did you hear me?"

"I know. You want to surprise Er Ye."

"Yes. Yes." Song Zhixing also nonsense, "then I won't talk to you, go shopping first."

While hanging up the phone, Tang Yu also covered the documents. He glanced at Du Hui and raised Junmei's eyebrow lightly. "Let's go to work."

"Ah?" Du Hui was picking up her cell phone, but hadn't responded yet.

"Ah, what? No longer dating?"

Du Hui suddenly returned to God and immediately said, "Second Master, I will do the work left tomorrow."

After speaking, without giving the other party a chance to say anything, he turned and walked out. Little Miss's call is a lifesaver! I really didn't let him betray him!

After Du Hui brought the door, Tang Yu, who was sitting in the executive chair, turned and looked out the window.

The corners of the lips evoke a deeper smile.

The little girl picked a shirt that showed intimacy.

So, does this also mean that she doesn't actually dislike herself so much?

He is already looking forward to the shirt.

Lifting his eyes, looking at the gloomy window, and it was going to rain soon, Tang Yu groaned for a moment and dialed out.

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Song Zhixing chose a black shirt according to Tang Yu's preferences.

Buying a gift for him was expensive, she didn't have that much money, and thought about it, using Tang Yu's credit card. Anyway, he should not check his consumption records!

Song Zhixing satisfactorily carrying the gift and walked out of the mall.

While in the elevator, the phone rang. When she saw it, it was the driver's phone.

"Miss, my family is suddenly in a hurry and can't take you back." Old Mo's tone was anxious.

"Is it serious? Leave me alone. I'll take a taxi and go back home. Hurry back to your house."

Song Zhixing didn't feel anything abnormal, so Lao Mo went back. When I waited for something to come out, I realized that it was raining outside at this moment. The downpour was so heavy that the road outside could not be seen clearly.

Afraid of being wet by the rain, she simply took the shirt out of the shopping bag and stuffed it into her schoolbag.

The remaining chapter is updated. I will get up early tomorrow to update everyone! On the 29th, let's see if there is a monthly pass on the number ~