Chapter 641

Shen Siyu covered his collar and glared at Shen Haosong fiercely. When she turned around, she knocked the man's head with one finger, "you think it's beautiful!"

Shen Haosong felt pain and frowned slightly. Taking advantage of the gap, Shen Siyu ran to his desk. He smiled in a low voice and didn't chase. Si Zhenxuan basically didn't come to the company these days. All his work was on Shen Haosong alone. In addition, old Shen called in the morning and urged him to go back to Fengcheng.

The huge office was quiet again. The rustling sound of paper and pen was accompanied by the crisp keyboard sound not far away.

The light was a little dark. Shen Haosong pinched the bridge of his nose and straightened up slowly. He looked at the clock on the wall and found that it was already 9:30 p.m.

Shen Siyu, who was not far away, rolled up his legs and stepped on it. His smart eyes stared at the monitor. Sometimes he seemed to find something, and sometimes he lowered his head to record on the paper at hand. It's a completely selfless state. Even when Shen Haosong came to her, she didn't find it at all.

Shen Haosong kept pressing his fingers on the pieces of paper written by Shen Siyu, pulled it back and put it in front of him.

"Why do you record these people's information?" Shen Haosong knows almost all the people on the paper, almost covering the upper class circle of Fengcheng.

Shen Siyu didn't turn his head, still sweeping back and forth on the monitor, "of course, it's to sell my antiques! You don't know how much inventory there is in that store. If I'm just a businessman, it's estimated that I can work there until I retire."

A little tired. Shen Haosong stepped onto the table with one leg, took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"Then why don't you come to me directly? You still use it to search these things on the Internet?" while talking, Shen Haosong shook his cigarette, narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand and touched his inner pocket. The mobile phone was thrown in front of Shen Siyu.

"My phone here is more complete than you can find on the computer, and the accuracy is 100 percent."

Shen Siyu raised his head and his mouth shrunk into an O-shape. "Uncle, you're really too much! Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"You're stupid!" Shen Haosong despised Shen Siyu. "And I didn't receive the royalties. Why should I tell you?"

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Shen Siyu turned her eyes and squeezed out a flattering smile on her face. She leaned over and pulled Shen Haosong's Cuffs coyly, "well, uncle, you have all their phones. You should know them very well?"

Shen Haosong raised his eyebrows and Shen Siyu greeted him with a smiling face. "Then you can introduce me directly, so I don't have to go to the door to sell."

Shen Haosong pulled his arm and looked disdainful. "You asked me to help you sell antiques?"

"What's wrong with that? If you say a word to me and say a hundred words to me, you can't help me?" Shen Siyu was a little anxious. He tooted his mouth and puffed his cheeks.

Shen Haosong thought about it. "It's not impossible. It depends on what benefits you give me."

"Benefits..." Shen Haosong doesn't get much benefit from himself? This is obviously cheating, "don't help." Shen Siyu angrily pulled several pieces of her paper, "I'll sell it myself. As sister Shen Haosong, I don't believe these people don't give me face."

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"When I come back."

"Where are you going?"

Shen Haosong frowned and his tired eyes flushed. He took two puffs of smoke, and then poked the cigarette end into the ashtray on the table. "I'm going back to Fengcheng these two days. Grandpa seems to have something to find me."

Shen Siyu gave a shout and didn't ask. What can old man Shen do to find Shen Haosong, mostly for he Xueqing.

"When will you be back?"

"As soon as possible." Shen Haosong jumped down, pulled a coat on the hanger beside his desk, turned his head and put it on Shen Siyu's shoulder, "I'll leave tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Do you want to go back with me?"

Shen Siyu waved her hand again and again. "Forget it, I don't want to go back to see he Xueqing's face." she pursed her lips and continued, "don't forget to take it with my second brother."

"Well, let's go. It's a little windy these nights. Remember to bring more clothes when you go out."

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After a long holiday, the voice of the antique street suddenly cooled down. Shen Siyu leaned on the counter with both hands and knocked on the window with his index finger. "Shen Haosong has been gone for a week. Why is there still no movement?"

This week, Shen Haosong called twice. They were all cursory, and even sent a few text messages. Shen Siyu felt out the phone and flipped up and down with his fingers thoughtfully.

"Hey, is it convenient for you to talk now?" Shen Siyu listened carefully to each other's voice. At the beginning, there were some messy voices, and gradually became quiet.

"What's up?"

Shen Siyu was stunned. He didn't know how to answer Shen Haosong's question. "It's all right. I just miss you a little and want to ask when you'll be back."

"Well, I see. Don't call me these two days. I'll take the initiative to call you when I'm free." Shen Siyu listened carefully to his mood, as usual, and felt something different.

"OK ~ is there something wrong at home?" Shen Siyu asked. As soon as he wanted to say something more, he heard a very soft voice on the phone. It was clear that it was a woman.

Shen Siyu is slightly stunned. Is it he Xueqing? "Shen Haosong, did grandpa force you to get married again?"

The phone suddenly covered the microphone. Zilala heard some noise. Shen Haosong's voice was a little worried, "don't think about it. I'll call you back first."

Pop.

Shen Siyu looked at the hung up phone and couldn't return to God for a moment. In the past, even in the face of he Xueqing, Shen Haosong didn't care. He even wanted to fight with that woman to feel happy. What's the matter?

Shen Siyu couldn't figure it out. Maybe old man Shen was powerful. But how could Shen Haosong be obedient to such an independent person?

Forget it, Shen Siyu waved his head. With a smile, I became more and more nervous. Isn't it better if Uncle Shen isn't around? She can relax during this time.

Shen Siyu stretched out a big lazy waist, bent over, and fell down on the counter like a dead man. "Oh! It's really happy to have nothing to do to bask in the sun!"

Three people came into the shop, one high and two low. Shen Siyu couldn't see the visitor clearly in the dazzling light. "Hello, welcome."

She hurriedly got up, sorted out the clothes and trotted towards the guests. "What do you want to know? Porcelain or metal, and our store also collects some famous calligraphy and paintings..."

Before Shen Siyu finished, she blinked. She couldn't see clearly just now. Once more, she recognized the person in front of her, "Ruan hang?"