Chapter 52:

After a meal, the host and the host were happy. The three stood at the door of the restaurant and said goodbye to each other.
The female editor loved to look at Qiu Feng, but did not take the initiative to invite him to go home, Xu is planning to put a long line to catch big fish.
The only woman left, the two big men who talked together were a bit off topic.
The parking lot is nearby and the two need to walk for a while.
Qiu Feng said: "After two days of vacation, my son is going to go home with your son. Is it convenient for you?"
Bai Yu is suspicious: "What is your son's name?"
"Fall water." Qiu Feng looked at Bai Yu's still incomprehensible eyes: "He is a little fat."
Bai Yu: "..."
The fat boy who licks a small watermelon trousers, actually loves him because of his hate?
Qiu Feng mentioned another topic: "The contract between you and Tingfeng will expire next year. Have you considered changing jobs?"
Bai Yu raised his eyebrows, "Qiu Zong, what are you going to use to dig me away?"
"Shares." Qiu Feng said lightly.
Now, in order to retain their own stars, each brokerage company will retain people by giving away shares of the company.
Although there are not many shares, there are quite a few dividends that can be obtained each year. Therefore, the pillars of each brokerage company now basically hold shares in their own companies.
This is also the star shareholder.
Bai Yu’s coffee table is not enough, so Tingfeng will not be willing to sell the company’s shares to him at a low price. This is why both of them are very C-hosts, so that when Bai Yu heard the benefits of Qiu Feng When, it’s awkward.
"Are you serious?" Bai Yu moved, but did not rush to promise.
Qiu Feng nodded and suddenly smiled: "You don't have to be nervous, I have a request. After taking the shares, you can sign a contract with us for no less than five years."
When he heard his request, Bai Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief. Nodded, went to his car, opened the door and said, "I will think about it when I go back."
Qiu Feng watched Bai Yu drive away from the line of sight, then took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone of Song Shiyi.
Song Shiyi’s tone is cold,
What?

"The contract matter, I told him." Qiu Feng opened the door and walked in, signaled the driver to drive, and said to himself: "You asked me, I did it. Now I will see the result. Now, you can give me What is your sincerity?"
Song Shizhen said: "I will give up the bidding for the land in Rongcheng."
Qiu Feng's mouth is satisfied with a round of radiance, and the heart of the Song Dynasty is really good for their little lover. The land of Rongcheng is said to let it go, hehe.
That is a golden mountain.
Thinking so, Qiu Feng said cheerfully: "Hey, old Song, I never know that you are so innocent, people have abandoned you, and you still want to pave the way for him."
Song Shizhen was silent and did not speak.
"Let me guess, do you not intend to tell him about this?" Qiu Feng teased his old friend, and there was no suspicion in his tone.
"But also, the external condition of this surname is good, it is worthy of you..." Qiu Feng held the phone that was hung up, and his heart was too stingy, saying that two sentences are not enough.
After Song Shiyi put all the instructions on the computer port, he was able to take a break, pick up the coffee and drink a big mouth, and the deep eyes flashed a trace of confusion.
Perhaps, this man who is as strong as a myth in the business world will never open up somewhere.
However, the party did not feel that his feelings were rough, and a large part of the reason was that he was too slow.
However, not long after, Mr. Song, who was in a bad mood, was on his way home. When the red light was waiting, the rear door was violently pulled from the outside, and a familiar figure rushed in.
When Bai Yu flew into the car, his legs were soft, and the whole man was kneeling between the legs of Song Shiyi.
In the Song Dynasty, she looked at the secretary of Chu who was sitting opposite. Chu secretary, with the working documents he is preparing to report to the boss, straight face and get off.
After getting off the bus, the secretary of Chu, who was calm and calm in the previous second, changed his face when he saw a dozen fans who were surrounded by cars.
No wonder Bai Ke was so embarrassed when he just rushed into the car.
The "dudu" deluxe version of the extended car was started at this time, and the whistle was a few times. Under the eyes of the fans, the sorrowful eyes rushed out of the wall.
Song Shiyi pressed the button and a soundproof glass appeared, separating the front seat and the rear seat to form a small enclosed space.
Bai Yu opened and sat opposite the Song Dynasty. The atmosphere was awkward. He almost unconsciously opened the small refrigerator hidden next to him, took out a bottle of mineral water and took a sip.
"What do you drink?" Bai Yu drank a few mouthfuls, which only looked at Song Shizhen.
After drinking a few mouthfuls, Bai Yu will drink half of the mineral water next to it.
Song Shiyi’s reaction was to stand up straight and pick up the cypress to drink half of the mineral water and drink the remaining half of the bottle.
Song Shizhen’s move made both of them a glimpse, and the embarrassing atmosphere was instantly broken.
When they were together, Bai Yu was always subconsciously dieting in order to keep six abs, deliberately eating less.
So every time the two of them eat together, Song Shiyi will naturally take the food left by Bai Yu to eat it.
During the love period, this move by lovers will make the relationship more stable and sweet. But they are all breaking up now, but this intimate move will only make people feel restless.
Bai Yu's rigid shift of sight, refused to look at Song Shiyi, explained: "I just bought something nearby and was discovered by fans. When I saw your car, I ran over."
Song Shiyi nodded, and naturally put the mineral water bottle aside and stared at Bai Yu’s face.
Bai Yu: "..."
Say something? Bai Yu’s mind was blank, and after returning to God, he found that the car had entered the community.
Song Shiyi suddenly said: "What about children?"
Bai gave a glimpse and said, "I took it out after I took him back."
So Song Shiyi stopped talking.
When the driver parked the car in the underground garage, the two walked in the direction of the elevator.
The "叮" elevator door opens.
Song Shizhen, Bai Yu, Moan met in three people.
Moan’s face of joy was black when he saw Song Shiyi and Bai Yu coming out of the elevator at the same time.
Like the declaration of sovereignty, Moan walked over and handed the rose to Bai Yu and smiled.
"I have been waiting for you for a long time, how come you come back now?"
Bai Yu did not return to God and said along his topic: "Sorry. Just delayed on the road."
Moan said softly; "Well, advanced house, I am hungry."
Song Shizhen’s face did not change, as if he did not put the warmth of these two people in his heart. If you look closely, you can still find the darkness and indifference that Song Shizhen’s eyes are constantly rolling.
Bai Yu returned to the gods, subconsciously glanced at the people around him, but only saw the back of the house when Song Shiyi decided to enter.
The heart slammed tightly, as if by a pair of invisible big hands.
Bai Yu’s face is white,
I...

Moan used his hands to slap the shoulders of Bai Bo, and forced him to look at himself. "Don't ignore him, your eyes can only see me!"
Bo Yi returned to God, coldly opened Moan's hand, and then put the rose back to him, indifferent: "I think, we should not contact again before."
To be honest, Moan is excellent in all aspects. Family life, appearance, and willing to spend money to play romance, no matter from which point of view are good contacts.
Most importantly, this very good man likes himself.
More important than this, Bai Yu likes the stubborn old man Mr. Song who is cold all day.
"I am not good enough for you?" Moan teared open the last layer of disguise, and the dark and paranoid side was completely exposed to Bai Yu.
Bai Yu frowns, "We don't fit."
"We are very close, from character to hobby are very similar, is this not enough?"
"Two identical people are together, just like looking in the mirror. This kind of love is not what I want." Bai Yu answered seriously.
Moan Yu released his hand because of his serious eyes, as if he had lost all his strength in a flash.
Bai Yu said to him, the same extremely cold attitude said: "We are not suitable. Also, before you give up completely, we still rarely meet."
Moan threw the rose on the ground and turned away.
give up?
After giving up, watched him and Song Shi together? how is this possible!
Even if you give up, it is also his initiative to lose it!
Bai Yu stood in the same place for a while, took out the key and pushed the door open.
Small watermelon is holding a spoon and drinking soup. It is very serious in one bite. When I see Bai Yu coming back, I said, "Do you want to take the soup?"
Bai Yu walked over, kneeling in front of a small watermelon, looking up at the child sitting on the small bench: "Who gave you the soup?"
"Chu Bobo." A small watermelon like a treasure out of a pocket of sugar, awkwardly torn open the package, stuffed into the mouth of Bai Yu, eyes smiled and bent.
"Big, is it delicious?"
This is a soft candy, slightly sweet, and tastes very good. After a few bites, it will not stick to the teeth. It is not like the identity of the Chu secretary.
Bai Yu kissed a small watermelon and squinted and said, "To tell the truth to Dad, who is this soup and sugar?"
Little watermelon pouting, "Uncle Song."
Sure enough, it was given by the old man who was bored.
Bo gave it a favor and continued to ask: "Why do you lie to swindle?"
The mouth of the small watermelon is getting higher and higher, and there is still some anger in the grievances. "Uncle Song refuses to say, saying that hegemony will be angry."
Bai Yu: "... don't lick, ugly."
The small watermelon gas bites a cypress, bites on the face, leaving a string of small teeth, "hegemony is bad, all eat sugar, and lick the baby."
Bai Yu wiped the saliva on his face and took a stupid son to take a shower in the bathroom. "This is the difference between a man and a boy."
The boy is bad, the parents are pumping. Men are bad, lovers love.
After the scent of the small watermelon was washed, Bai Yu looked at the stupid son and looked at the bird in the bed, squinting and sighing.
If the small watermelon grows like Song Shiyi, he may be more willing to be able to have a child's physique.
It’s really an egg, why isn’t that old man oystered?
The child went to sleep fast, and Bai Yu took only half an hour from watching him to sleep.
Handling the child, Bai Yu took the mobile phone and pressed the door of Song Shiyi with one hand.
But when he saw the door being pulled open from the inside, he almost let the bleeding of Bo Yu's nose come out. The mature and wise old man was surrounded by a bath towel, his hair was wet and falling down, and his face was sexy. It’s really a hook.
Bai Yu loves men since he was born, so he has no resistance to Song Shizhen, a man who exudes male hormones at any time.
The tough man's breath gradually approached him, and Bo's eartips were slightly reddish, his legs were soft, but his face was still calm.
"Is there something?" Obviously, the man standing at the door did not intend to let Bai Yu walk in.
If Bai Yu really followed the meaning of this old man, he would not succeed in climbing his bed at the beginning, but he could still behave for so long.
Bai Yu leaned sideways and squeezed in hard. He went into the living room and said, "I came to find something for you."
Song Shizhen took a dry towel, and in front of Bai Yu, calmly cleaned the water drops on his chest.
The two thoughtful guys looked at each other's faces, silent, and no one intended to speak first.
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