Chapter 173: Little pitiful, cultivated (14)

A few minutes later, under Huo Tianhao's hard explanation, Mingzhe finally believed the innocence of the teenager who was nestling in his arms. Seeing He Qing was also anxious to explain, he smiled lightly.
"Uncle misunderstood, thought A Qing had such a strong girlfriend."
The teenager covered his beaten face and whispered, "Uncle, what do you want, I'm still young."
"It's not too young to be seventeen years old. If you have any favorite girls in school, go boldly to chase and give you uncle who lacks money."
Huo Tianhao was stunned by the remarks, thinking about the guy in his house who threatened him with a stick every day and would break his leg if he dared to fall in love early. He wanted to beat his father for thirty days a month, looking at Mingzhe. Envy from the bottom of my heart sprang up.
It's really the same life...
It would be nice if Uncle Ming was his dad, and his life would be colorful...
Mingzhe appeased patting some shy teenager, raised his eyes and smiled at Huo Tianhao.
"I have notified your dad, he will come right away."
Huo Tianhao: "..."
Didn't he let He Qing come to the rescue to not let his father know?
He was about to cry without tears. He raised his eyes and saw Huo Fu rushing from afar, still holding a stick in his hand.
"Huo Tianhao!!! Your boy come to me!"
"Mom! Dad, don't come over, don't come over!"
He Qing grew up with Huo Tianhao and was already accustomed to this scene. At this moment, he stood up from the man's arms rubbing his aching face and raised his head to show him. The voice was soft and soft, "Uncle, look. Is my eye swollen? Has it become ugly?"
Mingzhe's eyes were full of spoils, and he gently rubbed him. When he saw the young boy screaming in pain, he asked him softly, "Dare you dare next time?"
"His...Don't dare, dare, uncle, you lightly, hurt..."
"The pain is right, you have to apply ice when you go home, it hurts even more."
When the atmosphere between the two was just right, the pretty girl who had been timidly standing by came over, "He Qing, thank you today."
The teenager turned a little confused, and smiled back with a piece of purple on his face, "It's okay, are you Tianhao's friend."
The girl looked shy, but she didn't talk much, just the fingers underneath were agitated nervously.
Mingzhe's eyes fell on her face, and his eyes fell deep on the face, but he calmly hugged the teenager, "Go, go back."
"Ok."
Seeing the teenager follow him with nostalgia, the man's sour and astringent mood finally calmed down. He placed the man in the co-pilot, his eyes kept looking at the front, but he said in his mouth, "Don't look too beautiful for your girlfriend in the future ."
He Qing was rubbing his face and listened obediently, "Okay."
Actually just didn't take it seriously...
The fully prepared explanation was blocked in the throat, and the man didn't know if he should be happy or sour.
He had clearly thought about not interfering with He Qing’s decision before, but when the girl looked shyly at the teenager, he could hardly control himself.
This will not work. If A Qing knows what he wants to do, he will hate him.
Mingzhe exhaled a breath, set the emotions in his eyes, and continued to drive.
"A Qing is bored at home?"
He Qing was a little sleepy and leaned against the window, "A little bit."
"It used to be that your uncle was relieved of you, and later you can tell me where you want to play."
The teenager who couldn't even open his eyes just now was excited when he heard this sentence. He sat upright happily and looked at the man with bright eyes. "Is it really possible to go anywhere?"
Ming Zhe responded with a smile, "Where do you want to go?"
The teenager was very happy to ask, "Can I go to the company?"
"Huh?" The man pondered for a few seconds and answered seriously, "Also, you are now too old. It's time to go to the company to exercise, so that after taking over the company, you don't know anything."
"no no!"
He Qing shook his head and explained, "I want to go to Uncle's company."
Mingzhe froze, his heart warmed up, "A Qing wants to stay with me?"
"No." The boy replied froze, "Isn't the brother in the company? I want to be with him."
This child is too honest...
The man's not-so-good face fell in He Qing's eyes. He blinked, and later realized what he had said, and hurried to remedy.
"I want to be with my uncle too! Really!"
Ming Zhe drove the car, "Forget it, since you are for Song Chuanjin, then arrange you to an office with him."
The teenager looked at the man with a hesitant look, "Uncle, are you really not angry?"
"No." Ming Zhe smiled, and his slender hands holding the steering wheel burst out of blue muscles. "How come, you like to play with your peers, normal."
"I'm so old, you don't like staying with me, normal."
His words seemed to squeeze out from between the teeth. He Qing knew what to do even if he was stupid.
"Uncle, you are not old at all. It's really true. Every time you change school, you pick me up. Everyone says you are my brother!"
Mingzhe looked a little better, "Do you think so?"
The young man glanced at the handsome face of the man, and the chick nodded like a peck, "Yes! Uncle, you are not old, it looks as big as Chuan Jin!"
"And I like to be with my uncle! I'm even happier than with Brother Chuanjin!"
Who wants to be as big as that hairy kid?
Disgusted, the man's face looked good.
Regardless of whether he intends to do anything to A Qing, the old people think it is still very hurtful.
He Qing's touted the man as usual for decades. He coughed, "Since A Qing likes to stay with me, you will follow me tomorrow."
A man who doesn’t think he’s a fake public, wants to go to the company for the first time.
The teenager froze, looked a little hesitantly at the man's serious expression, and bowed his head in a daze.
In fact, he still wanted to come with Brother Chuanjin...
But uncle must be unhappy, but forget it.

"Uncle, uncle!"
Mingzhe turned to bed early last night and fell asleep. All the dreams were full of teenagers crying and shouting to leave him. The trance was still in the dream. He Qing's voice came from the door.
He stood up coldly to open the door.
The neatly dressed He Qing stood at the door, and his excitement became confused when he saw the man's pajamas. "Why don't you get up, uncle? We are going to work today!"
Mingzhe reached out and touched his little head, and turned to go to the closet to get his clothes. "It's late."
"Oh." The teenager walked in and sat on the bed staring at him, "Uncle, what are you doing to lock the door, I called you for a long time."
Locking the door is not to prevent him from sneaking in like last time.
The man who was about to take off his pajamas froze his hands in the sight of the teenager. If nothing happened, he let go, "You go downstairs for dinner, I will come down immediately."
"Then hurry up." He Qing didn't bother him, and when he heard it, he stood up and walked out the door.
The door closed, and Mingzhe stood in the room, looking down at a covered smile.
If he is only ten years older than A Qing, even if he is ten years old...
After dinner, Ming Zhe took the boy who was over-excited to work for the first time to the company. He Qing tweeted about the company's various things on the road, and the men answered patiently.
Mingzhe's company is very large, at least larger than all the companies He Qing has seen, although he has not seen many companies.
Obediently was led into the elevator, and then led to the office, sitting behind a desk, opposite the man who worked hard, and disappeared.
The teenager sat in the position of the secretary, and there were various materials left by the secretary in front of him. He carefully read it and tried to glow for the uncle's company.
See, don't understand...
He Qingchao was not as good as his grades since childhood.
Gently glanced at the man who was already frowning and writing something. He flicked his leg and lay on the table with boredom.
"boring?"
Mingzhe's head was not raised, and the magnetic voice rang coldly.
He Qing looked at it carefully, "It's a little..."
"Not much, just a little bit!"
The man raised his eyes to see his pitiful appearance afraid of his criticism. With a hint of smile in his eyes, he took a document from the side and put it on the table.
"Send this document to the big office on the fifth floor and call the manager inside."
"Oh……"
Send something...
The consciously bored teenager got up weakly and went to get the file in front of the man.
Mingzhe gave him a funny look, "Song Chuanjin is in the big office on the fifth floor."
"Really!" He Qing's eyes lit up suddenly.
Picked up the documents and walked out happily, "Uncle, I will go."
It's still small.
The man put down his pen and looked at the young man's back, his eyes full of spoiling.
If he can continue to be happy like this, it's worth it.
When He Qing was going to the fifth floor, the fifth floor was criticizing the conference.
"I said yesterday that you were done and sent it to me today. Look, what about the file? What about the file?"
Song Chuanjin looked down at the manager in front of him with a sullen face, "It must take at least a whole day to complete that document. You send me a message late at night, how can I do it well."
"It's not that you are not serious!"
Being pierced face to face, the manager became furious and threw his hands on Song Chuanjin's desk. "I finished these today."
Looking at the workload for at least three days on the desktop, Song Chuanjin could hardly resist a punch, but at the end he refrained.
He finally broke away from the Song family, if he just went back so gray...
Although Mingzhe agreed to let Song Chuanjin enter the company, he used the identity of an intern, and the manager on the fifth floor liked crushing interns the most.
At first, it was just a lot of work than others, but after being confronted by Song Chuanjin in one face, the manager regarded him as a nail.
Song Chuanjin knew that he could directly ask Mingzhe for help, but if he did, he would have much future in the future if he did not handle the office relations well.
Thinking of the evidence he had been secretly searching, the clenched fist was Panasonic again, Song Chuanjin endured the anger in his heart, and tidied up the scattered documents on the table.
"Hurry up! Do things so slowly!"
In the ear was the rebuke of the middle-aged manager. Song Chuanjin lowered his head, but Yu Guang swept to the teenager who was about to come in. His eyes dimmed slightly, still in the posture of bowing his head, but his lips were slightly opened at an angle that others could not see.
The voice was low and inaudible, only he and the manager could hear it.
"Bitch, kill you after get off work."
The manager was stunned for a second, suddenly furious, and swiped directly with a punch, "What did you just say!"
"brother!!"
He Qing just saw this scene when he came in, and he rushed up without thinking, just like the little tiger with open teeth and dancing claws, directly protecting Song Chuanjin behind him, the expression was full of anger, "What are you doing!!"
"Curse me! I still want to beat me! I am a dog, I must teach him a lesson today! You give me a break!"
Song Chuanjin clutched the corner of his mouth that was bleeding with a punch, watching the teenager guard him like a blown cat.
"You bullshit! I was there just now and I didn't hear my brother scolding you!"
"You are his younger brother? Which department do you have? Why have I never seen you before, quickly let me go!"
Seeing the manager saying that he was coming, the young man blocked him like a big enemy, Song Chuanjin wiped his mouth, and stepped forward to hold the young man's voice softly, "A Qing, forget it, I am now an intern. Internship."
"What happened to the internship! Can the internship bully people!"
He Qing was all blown up, and he became even more angry when he saw the blood in the corner of the man's mouth.
"Hurry up, or I will fight you!"
Behind it was the man's menacing voice. He Qing was angry and anxious, and threw the document on the ground, "Dare you hit me! I let my uncle kill you!"
"Poof—"
"Pooh hahaha--"
A few people who were watching quietly around the crowd couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the manager looked at it as a joke.
"Children, are you weaned? I was beaten and I didn't find my mother, I found my uncle!"
ten minutes later
Mingzhe's eyes were deep, and he left the information on his desk. "This is your deduction of company activity funds for the past six months and embezzlement of other people's documents."
"There are some others in it, and you can take a look at it by yourself."
The manager who was just alive was pale. "Mr. Ming, I know I was confused. Please give me another chance."
He Qing was standing side by side, scratching his head. Hearing this, he said, "Don't give him a chance, uncle, he just wanted to hit me!"
The man glanced at him, and the teenager shut his mouth unwillingly.
"Okay, resign yourself if you don't want to be dealt with by legal affairs."
Knowing that there was no room for change, the manager went out of the office with a blank face.
If he knew that this kid was talking about this uncle...
I regret him! !
Seeing that the man left with a frustrated face, the teenager was happy, and Le Dian ran behind the man to squeeze his shoulder, "Uncle, you are so kind to me, I love uncle the most."
"Okay, don't give me sugar water, I told you to call him up to say this, it has nothing to do with you."
Mingzhe said, his eyes swept away on the Song Chuanjin, and he sank.
He was willing to let He Qing go to Song Chuanjin, but not to let him be used as a gun...
The young boy worked hard with two small fists on the man's shoulder, but he looked at Song Chuanjin with fixed eyes, and after he looked over, he gave him a sweet smile.
【Ding! Song Chuanjin's favor: 87】
[Stable, stable, smooth! fast! Smooth! 】
The man glanced back and saw that the teenager didn't know what to think. He knocked his hand on his shoulder, "Don't stop."
He Qing quickly lowered his head and continued to hammer hard.