"Are you really planning to let her interfere in Country R's affairs?"
On the other side, Nice, who came out of the underground garage, looked at Mo Qiudong and suddenly asked.
Hearing this, Mo Qiudong curled his lips slightly, lazily put his hands behind his head, looked at the blue sky in the distance, and spoke in a nonchalant tone.
"Being our boss isn't something she can do with just a few words. Whether she can convince everyone depends on her ability."
That made perfect sense. Nice nodded, "Yeah, that's right. But she is really beautiful."
"Heh." Glancing at Nice, Mo Qiudong sneered, "Can you please stop being so superficial? You have to look at the inner beauty of a person."
"Isn't the boss also superficial?"
"When did I become superficial?"
"A few days ago, the boss saw a girl and said she was pretty and had a good figure, and he shamelessly went up to flirt with her."
"Fuck, I'm shameless! I think you're itching for a fight, you deserve a beating."
Nice: “…”
You can't afford to offend the boss who suppresses people by force.
…
Song Nanwu and Si Jin didn't wait long beside the car before the driver, who had just come out of the toilet, hurried over. When he saw them standing there, he was immediately startled.
"Master Jin, I'm sorry, I went to the bathroom, so I was delayed."
The driver looked at Si Jin with a somewhat nervous expression.
Si Jin glanced at him indifferently, said nothing, opened the car door and got in.
"The captain and I came down early." Song Nanwu said to the driver, then looked at Si Jin in the car and frowned slightly.
I feel like the captain is angry for some reason. Is it an illusion?
After chewing the lollipop in her mouth, Song Nanwu walked to the trash can nearby to throw away the wrapping paper, then slowly got into the car.
Song Nanwu didn't choose to sit in the last row with Si Jin. She put down her peripheral bag and was about to sit in the first row. Si Jin's cold voice came from behind her, "Why are you taking someone else's seat? Come over here."
There was a sudden pause, Song Nanwu glanced at Si Jin, silently picked up the peripheral bag, and sat over.
Si Jin glanced at her expressionlessly, then put on his clothes and hat, leaned back, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Seeing his expression of "don't bother me", Song Nanwu immediately sent a WeChat message to Nie Hao, "Brother Nie, when are you guys coming down?"
Nie Hao: [Right away.]
Song Nanwu: [The captain seems to be in a bad mood.]
Not so nice?!
Nie Hao looked at this, raised his eyebrows slightly, and typed quickly, [Did you offend him? ]
Song Nanwu glanced at Si Jin and thought carefully. It seemed that she had not offended him.
I don’t think I have.
Nie Hao: [Miss, don't think you don't have any feelings. If you can sense that the captain is in a bad mood, then you've offended him (smile) (smile) Miss, just wish you the best!]
Song Nanwu frowned, [Can't I coax her?]
Nie Hao: [Do you think the captain looks like someone who can be easily coaxed? I might as well tell you the truth, the captain is usually not coaxed by anyone, he relies entirely on his own healing.]
Song Nanwu: “…”
Suddenly my heart was filled with melancholy.
It seemed that Nie Hao had told them that Si Jin was in a bad mood, and no one said anything when they saw him sleeping.
Lin Xiaoran and Meng Ruo frequently cast sympathetic glances towards Song Nanwu.
Song Nanwu, who received the gaze, said: "..."
The car was completely silent, and the driver was extremely cautious.
After returning to the base, Si Jin was the last one to get off the car. Because he was woken up, his handsome face showed a bit of irritability.
He glanced at Song Nanwu who was standing next to him and walked into the house.
Song Nanwu looked at him and quickly followed him, "Captain, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
"Can you do it?" Si Jin looked at her disdainfully.
"No." Song Nanwu shook her head, then said seriously, "But I can order takeout."
"Heh." Si Jin sneered with a hint of ridicule and didn't bother to pay attention to her.
"Captain, do you want to rank together later?" Song Nanwu thought about the methods of coaxing angry people that she had just searched on the Internet and continued to ask.
"I'm busy." Si Jin refused lazily, entered the house and went straight back to his room.
Song Nanwu stood in the hall, looking at his back, frowning slightly.
Forget it, let him heal himself!
At this moment, Meng Ruo and Lin Xiaoran came over with a sly look on their faces.
"Miss Nan Wu, how did you offend the captain?" Meng Ruo asked.
"I don't know, I don't think I have." Song Nanwu looked at him with a somewhat melancholy tone, and then took out a lollipop from her pocket.
"Do you want to eat?" she asked.
The two of them accepted everyone who came.
"If you don't think you've offended him, then forget about it." Lin Xiaoran bit his lollipop and looked at Song Nanwu and said, "How about watching a horror movie to relax?"
Meng Ruo seconded, "Okay."
Song Nanwu: "Look, I'm going to watch the finale of Ji Xiaomao, the last episode."
"You haven't finished watching that fantasy drama yet?!" Lin Xiaoran looked at her in surprise.
"Yeah." Song Nanwu replied, not knowing why she had been dragging her feet and hadn't finished reading it yet.
At the same time, Si Jin returned to her room and was about to take a shower when Nie Hao sent her a WeChat message: [Did you have a conflict with the young lady?]
Seeing this, Si Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, [Who said that? ]
Nie Hao: [I heard from the young lady that you seem to be in a bad mood.]
He did feel a little uncomfortable before, and seemed to be a little unhappy, but later he felt a little puzzled.
Si Jin was about to reply that it was nothing when Nie Hao sent another WeChat message, "The young lady was trying to coax you, don't be too harsh on her, give her some face."
Coax him? !
Si Jin's eyes darkened, and he suddenly remembered Song Nanwu's behavior at the door just now.
So asking him if he's hungry or if he wants to play ranked together is actually coaxing him?
Si Jin couldn't help but smile, chuckled happily, didn't reply, threw his phone on the bed, and suddenly went into the bathroom in a better mood.
After a while, Si Jin finished his shower and went downstairs, and saw Song Nanwu sitting in front of the computer watching TV with vegetables in her arms. Coincidentally, the screen was showing the image of Feng Ci in white clothes again.
He also held a long sword in his hand, which added a bit of coldness to his usually gentle temperament.
Si Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, walked to the computer and sat down, calling Song Nanwu, "Amitabha, ranking."
"No, I'm watching TV." Song Nanwu refused subconsciously without even looking at him, then suddenly realized that it was Si Jin who was talking, and quickly clicked the mouse to exit the TV interface.
"Okay, I'll be right there." She looked at him and said.
Si Jin glanced at her and said in a calm voice, "Go to the trumpet."
Song Nanwu looked at him and said, "Captain, I don't have a trumpet."
"Then you can play Red Dust Wanderer!" Si Jin said nonchalantly: "Add me as a friend, six points."
"Yeah." Song Nanwu agreed, then remembered something, "Captain, when are you going to do the solo?"
Si Jin: "I don't have time to torture you."
Song Nanwu: “…”
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