Seeing that Song Xuanhe had been silent, the system panicked and said: [Have you thought about it? We can really discuss it! 】
"How do we discuss this?"
[For example, give you a chance to ask for help? 】When the system saw Song Xuanhe sneer, it quickly added: [Twice, twice! 】
"Three times, or there's no room for negotiation."
The system hesitated again and again, and finally gritted its teeth and said: [Three times is three times, deal! 】
Song Xuanhe then stretched his body and smiled slyly: "Okay, then you will be called Ergou from now on."
system:……
"Why? Didn't you say I have the right to name it?"
Maybe we can discuss it? 】
"Are you still going to follow the plot, brother?"
Ergou choked, gritted his teeth and accepted the title, saying: [From now on, you can talk to me directly in your mind, no need to speak out. Now I have disabled the time freeze function, just follow the plot. Anyway, it is not a plot related to the protagonist. As long as it does not deviate from the plot, you can play freely. 】
[Didn’t you ask me to read along with that paragraph? Song Xuanhe adapted quickly and said in his mind: [So I will only take the plot where Xiao Yuanmu is present seriously. As for other places, as long as it does not affect the main plot, I can do whatever I want? 】
When the system heard the word "trouble", it had a bad feeling, but still answered honestly: [Yes. 】
Song Xuanhe curved his eyes and said with a smile: [Okay, then you can unfreeze time. 】
There was almost nothing unusual, and everything in front of him became vivid again. The assistant still looked worried. Without hearing Song Xuanhe's answer, he asked again: "Young Master, are you feeling unwell?"
Song Xuanhe waved his hand, glanced at the gate of the welfare home outside the window, and said, "Nothing, let's go down."
Zhang Chao asked: "Don't you want to take a look at the information?"
"No need, I already know everything I need to know, just go in."
Zhang Chao nodded, hesitated for a moment, and advised: "Young Master, Xiao Yuanmu is indeed a little ungrateful, but with your status, you don't need to bother with him. After a long time, he will naturally agree to you."
Song Xuanhe turned around and glanced at Zhang Chao, then smiled and said, "I know my limits."
Zhang Chao followed Song Xuanhe into the welfare home. They came in the name of donating supplies, so soon the director of the welfare home appeared in front of them.
The director of the welfare home was an old lady in her sixties, a little thin, but looked very kind and amiable. She smiled and led Song Xuanhe and Zhang Chao on a tour before bringing them to the office.
Song Xuanhe calmly looked around the very simple office. He had a rough idea of the financial situation of the welfare home, so he smiled and said, "Grandma, actually the main reason I wanted to donate supplies today is because of Xiao Yuanmu. He graduated from a prestigious university and has outstanding work ability. I accidentally heard that he is an orphan, so I wanted to come and see the place where he was raised. Any help is appreciated."
When the dean heard Song Xuan and Praise Xiao Yuanmu's words, he smiled first, and then asked: "Are you Yuanmu's colleague?"
"Yes." Song Xuanhe was fair and handsome, and his smile made people like him very easily: "Is he here today?"
"Of course he is!" The dean said with a smile, "It's rare to see a friend looking for him. I'll go and call him for you."
After a while, Xiao Yuanmu followed the dean and pushed the door open. The moment he saw Song Xuanhe, the gentle expression on his face was instantly replaced by coldness and vigilance. However, because the dean was still there, he just asked in a voice without any emotion: "What are you doing here?"
The dean frowned in disapproval and said, "Yuan Mu, your friend is here to see you, how can you talk to him like this?"
Xiao Yuanmu pursed his lips and looked at Song Xuanhe with eyes full of disgust and fear, without saying a word.
Zhang Chao felt a little sorry for Xiao Yuanmu, but Song Xuanhe was his direct superior, so he could only try to calm down and said, "Dean, I think Xuanhe and Yuanmu seem to have something to say. How about you introduce the facilities here to me?"
The dean nodded, gave Xiao Yuanmu some instructions, and then left with Zhang Chao.
When the footsteps outside gradually became unclear, Xiao Yuanmu lowered his voice and said coldly: "What are you doing here? I have resigned."
Song Xuanhe hugged his chest and leaned lazily on the sofa. Just as he was about to speak, he was forced to dodge forward by the wood that was stuck out of the hole in the back of the sofa. Suddenly, the leisurely momentum that controlled the whole scene was gone. He could only bear the pain and recite the lines: "I didn't agree, how can you resign?"
Xiao Yuanmu's eyes shone, and then he heard Song Xuanhe continue: "You can see that this orphanage is already in such a state of disrepair. I heard that a new orphanage has been opened in the suburbs of the imperial capital. It is built in a grand and bright style. Most of the children who stay here are sick. It is only because the director is kind-hearted that he is struggling to support it. Otherwise, this small place could be overthrown at any time. What do you think - should I help the director?"
"What do you mean?"
Song Xuanhe moved forward with a smile that deserved a beating on his face: "My meaning is what you mean. If you promise me, this welfare home will have investment in both basic materials and construction. If you don't promise me, then this welfare home will most likely be demolished and built into a high-rise building. This piece of land belongs to our Song family, and you should know that I have the ability to do this."
Xiao Yuanmu didn't say anything, but even without making a sound, his eyes that were as cold as ice could make people feel a real chill.
Song Xuanhe didn't care, he just smiled and said, "I'll only give you three days to think about it. After three days, it's up to you to decide whether to agree to me or watch this orphanage being razed to the ground."
After saying that, he slowly stood up, left a message saying "think about it carefully" and turned to leave.
On the way back, the system said in surprise: [Brother, I found that you, a design student, have very good acting skills! 】
[When you are in the world, it is always good to have many skills.] Song Xuanhe leaned lazily against the back of the leather chair, still feeling a dull pain from the prick he had just received on his back.
[Indeed, he is worthy of being the host chosen by Z4 and Ergou. 】The system accepted the address firmly, and then said: 【I will send you the information of the Song family to help you adapt to the life in the Song family more smoothly. 】
Three days later.
When Song Xuanhe went downstairs, everyone at the dining table downstairs had already arrived.
The mature woman looked up and saw Song Xuanhe coming down, smiling: "Come quickly, we are waiting for you."
The middle-aged man who was sitting above the woman and checking his phone raised his head and frowned, "You are getting more and more outrageous. You chase men openly in the company, and now you have to wait for your whole family to eat breakfast at home. How shameless!"
Song Xuanhe curled his lips and smiled, and said provocatively: "Grandpa didn't say anything to me, why are you so angry, Dad? Is it because that new movie queen didn't make you feel comfortable yesterday?"
"How dare you!" Song Guochao stood up in a rage, his face turning the color of liver. "How dare you talk to your father like that? Do you still take me seriously?"
Song Xuanhe shrugged and was about to speak when the old man sitting at the top spoke up, "Okay, what are you doing making so much noise so early in the morning? Sit down and eat."
Song Guochao had to sit down despite his angry look on his face. Song Xuanhe also walked to his seat and sat down.
Everyone was seated and breakfast finally began. The servants brought the meals one by one in an orderly manner. Not counting soup, porridge, fruit juice, etc., there were at least five or six plates or steamers in front of each person. Each breakfast was exquisite and beautiful, a combination of Chinese and Western. Judging from the table, the family's expenses on breakfast alone were extremely extravagant.
Song Xuanhe lowered his eyes and ate breakfast quietly. In the past three days, he had completely understood the original owner's personality and family.
The original owner, Song Xuanhe, was arrogant, overbearing, and a little cynical due to his age and upbringing. He was a complete continuation of the middle school age, and also had the most obvious characteristic of the middle school age - rebellion.
He never tires of doing anything that allows him to contradict Song Guochao.
However, during the three days at the Song family, Song Xuanhe felt that the original owner grew up in such an environment, and it was in line with the development of the environment that he grew up in a crooked way.
This can be seen from the composition of his family members: a grandfather who has complete control over the words and does not allow any rebuttal, a cowardly and incompetent father who is obsessed with women and can only put on airs in front of his son, a mother who dotes on her youngest son without any principles, and an older brother who is much better than him in every aspect.
Just like in the novel, the Song family is not only in charge of the largest private enterprise in the imperial capital, but also the richest family in the imperial capital. Since Song Xuanhe's father, Song Guochao, has no talent for business and is obsessed with women, the Song family is currently managed by Song Xuanhe's grandfather. The next heir of the Song family directly skipped Song Guochao and planned to choose between Song Xuanhe and his brother Song Xuanlin.
However, Song Xuanhe had no intention of inheriting the family property. He had never had to worry about food and clothing since he was a child, and he was used to doing whatever he wanted and then having his family clean up the mess for him. Of course, he didn't want to take any responsibility. Moreover, if it weren't for Xiao Yuanmu, the Song family really had the ability to let him live like this for the rest of his life.
However, Song Xuanhe did not want to act like a fighting cock and find ways to provoke Song Guochao whenever he saw him just for the sake of his image, and he was even more unwilling to make enemies other than Xiao Yuanmu.
Therefore, he had to find a way to suit the original owner's personality, naturally stop this behavior, and complete the personality transformation.
Just yesterday, after seeing the scandal between Song Guochao and the new film queen, a solution instantly popped up in his mind. However, there is no need to rush. The important thing is to finish today's plot first.
This time, assistant Zhang Chao did not follow, and Song Xuanhe drove to Qing City Welfare Home alone.
The guard was the one who let Song Xuanhe in last time, so he didn't try to stop him. Instead, he smiled and called out inside, "Xiao Xiao, your friend is here!"
Song Xuanhe paused.
Small?
The iceberg boss who later became so cool, domineering and perverted like a psychopath was actually called such a cute nickname "Xiaoxiao"? For some reason, he felt a sense of contrast.
Xiao Yuanmu came out, and was not surprised to see Song Xuanhe's gaze. He said coldly, "Come with me."
Song Xuanhe followed Xiao Yuanmu to the dean's office where he had been three days ago. He found an unbroken single sofa and sat down. He raised his chin and said his lines: "Have you thought about it?"
Xiao Yuanmu looked gloomy, staring at Song Xuanhe for a while before saying calmly, "Do I have a choice?"
Song Xuanhe shrugged and smiled: "No."
Hearing this, Xiao Yuanmu's eyes turned colder, his jaw tightened, and he was silent for a while before saying, "I promise you."
After hearing his almost humiliating compromise, Song Xuanhe raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Yuanmu. He was too handsome, with a straight back at all times, broad shoulders and long legs. Even a cheap white T-shirt and washed-out jeans could be worn by him to look eye-catching and classy.
Just by looking at it this way, Song Xuanhe could understand why the original owner would fall in love with Xiao Yuanmu and was determined to get him.
"Then pack up and come back with me." Song Xuanhe retracted his gaze and said, "From now on, you will live with me in an apartment near the company."
Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes, his voice was very calm and a little cold: "Remember what you promised me."
"Of course." Song Xuanhe stood up, looking pleased, "As long as you behave, this welfare home will only get better and better."
After saying that, Song Xuanhe gently lifted Xiao Yuanmu's chin, and under his cold gaze, he curled his lips and said, "Since I promised to help you fund the welfare home, I have to charge a little interest, don't you think?"
Xiao Yuanmu's expression changed slightly, and he looked at him with vigilance and disgust, and asked coldly: "What do you want to do?"
Song Xuanhe smiled evilly, pinched Xiao Yuanmu's chin and pulled him down, kissed his lips, let him go before he pushed her away, and said jokingly: "It tastes good."
Song Xuanhe, who was about to stand up and leave, froze. He quickly realized the meaning of the words in his mind, but still held a glimmer of hope: [You are not asking me to do what is written here, are you? 】
Ergou shattered his hopes: [Come on, brother. 】
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