Yuji hits the big boss

Chapter 23

Song Xi's words are poking at Song Xiaochen's sore spot, his ass is hurting!

Song Xiaochen looked at Song Xi and said, "If you don't leave, I'll send you to sell your ass!"

Song Xi subconsciously covered her ass, and said to Li Fenglian: "Fucking mother, I really can't help it. If it's not born by myself, then it won't work. Let's go find Xiaoxiao. She was always born by us. We can't really help her." Leave his brother's affairs alone."

Because Li Fenglian was afraid of Zhou Yuan, she stood on the side shrunk and did not speak. Seeing what Song Xi said, she nodded quickly, pulled Song Xi back and left, saying: "Don't waste time with this ungrateful brat, we Then find Xiaoxiao to find a way."

Song Xiaochen strode forward to stop Song Xi, although he swayed in pain, he still stopped.

Song Xi helped Li Fenglian hide for a while, and asked a little scared: "What are you doing?"

Song Xiaochen dragged Song Xi to the door, although Song Xi was stronger than Song Xiaochen, but with Zhou Yuan in front of him, he didn't dare to fight Song Xiaochen, so he was dragged into the door by the collar, Li Fenglian hurriedly shouted, "What are you doing?" What are you doing? If you have something to say, talk—"

Zhou Yuan thought for a while, led the person into the gate, left the person outside the living room, and followed him in to have a look.

Song Xiaochen didn't care about the pain anymore, dragged Song Xi into the living room, rummaged around on the coffee table, pulled out a fruit knife and laid it across Song Xi's neck, and said fiercely: "You said I'm selling ass, right? Then I can't let you say it for nothing, I'll let you see what the ass-selling person can do!" Although the blade of the fruit knife is not sharp, it is also shining coldly, Song Xi doesn't know if Song Xiaochen is If you really want to kill someone or scare him, your legs are already weak.

Song Xiaochen held a knife across Song Xi in one hand, the point of the knife almost pierced the skin on his neck, pointed at Zhou Yuan with the other hand and said to him: "Look, this person is my benefactor you said, if you dare to move Song Xiaoxiao, my mother will let him kill your son and throw him into the mountains to feed the dogs!"

Li Fenglian actually wanted to rush over to pull Song Xi over, but she didn't dare to move, standing there trembling in fright.

Zhou Yuan snorted, and said with a serious face, "Hmph! Hey the dog!"

Song Xi and Li Fenglian really believed Zhou Yuan's words when they saw Zhou Yuan's words, "Putong" knelt down on the ground and kowtowed: "Boss, please forgive me! We are only one son, please let us go!"

Zhou Yuan pointed at Song Xiaochen with his chin: "Go and beg Xiaochen, if he wants to bypass you, I will forgive you."

Song Xi and Li Fenglian had no choice but to kneel and kowtow in front of Song Xiaochen.

Seeing them like this, Song Xiaochen felt really uncomfortable. The couple treated everyone like wolves, but only treated their son well.

Of course he didn't want to kill them, as long as they didn't have Song Xiaoxiao's ideas.

Song Xiaochen poked Song Xi's forehead with the tip of a fruit knife and said, "Remember what Boss Zhou said, next time I see you doing something to Xiaoxiao, I won't be so polite. Boss Zhou has raised several Tibetan mastiffs in the mountains. Waiting for meat every day, if you are not afraid, try it. Go away!"

Zhou Yuan winked at the men guarding the door. These men were all smart people who could read words and observe the situation. They rushed over like wolves like tigers and dragged the Song family couple out of the door.

Song Xiaochen stood there, frowning and didn't know what he was thinking. The fruit knife was thrown on the coffee table a long time ago. Zhou Yuan wanted to hug him last time. As soon as he touched his shoulder, Song Xiaochen immediately shook his shoulder and shook Zhou Yuan's hand. Slid down, turned and went upstairs.

Zhou Yuan thought for a while, called someone from outside to come in, gave some instructions, and then hurriedly followed Song Xiaochen upstairs.

After entering the door, he found Song Xiaochen lying on the bed with his head buried in the quilt, quickly lifted the quilt for him, sat on the edge of the bed, touched his buttocks and said, "Xiaochen, does it still hurt? The medicine is on, shall I give you the medicine?" As he spoke, he gently took off his clothes.

Song Xiaochen straightened up as if stung by a bee, and slapped Zhou Yuan's hand with his right hand, shouting, "Don't touch me!"

Zhou Yuan froze, smiled and asked, "Did Song Xi's words hurt you? Why are you fussing with that kind of person? We just need to be clear about the two of us, and it's not up to outsiders to talk about it."

Song Xiaochen touched his head and smiled and said, "Who takes their words seriously? I'm such a narrow-minded person?"

Zhou Yuan said lightly: "Oh, then let me give you the medicine, otherwise you will suffer if it doesn't get better."

Song Xiaochen insisted that he didn't care about it, so he couldn't go back on his word at this time, so he reluctantly lay down and asked Zhou Yuan to take the medicine.

Zhou Yuan went to wash his hands, opened the ointment and squeezed it out, dipped his fingers in the ointment and tried to apply the ointment lightly.

When Zhou Yuan was in a meeting at work today, taking advantage of the time when the vice president was making a report, he secretly posted a post on a related forum on the Internet on his mobile phone, asking how to prevent people from being injured while doing that thing, how to take care of the injured, etc. wait.

Unexpectedly, everyone in the altar was really enthusiastic, not only answered his questions one by one, but also provided a lot of practical experience, and there was such a secret book that could make a loved one want to die.

Zhou Yuan was so excited that he almost dropped his phone on the ground, and he couldn't help but put a smile on his face, his eyes sparkled.

The vice president who was making a report and the people who were in the meeting were also very encouraged to see the expression on the boss' face.

It seems that Mr. Zhou is very satisfied with the work during this period and the vice president's report. Everyone is relieved, thinking that the next day will be much easier, and everyone's face is radiant.

So the meeting ended happily.

Zhou Yuan suppressed his excitement now, recalled the actual combat secrets that he could almost memorize, and chatted with Song Xiaochen while applying medicine: "Xiaochen, did you have a good relationship with Xiaoxiao when you were young?"

Chatting can relax people's tension and embarrassment, and can divert attention.

Sure enough, Song Xiaochen lay on his stomach with his arms resting on his chin, sighed and said, "Yes, the Song family, except for grandparents, this little girl treated me well. She liked to cling to me when she was young. Maybe her parents are not very good. Don't care about her reasons. Later, when my grandparents passed away, no one cares about the two of us, so we just depend on each other for life."

"Oh, when grandma was sick, you suffered a lot, didn't you?"

Song Xiaochen wiped his eyes and said: "Oh, I will cry if I talk too much. Grandma's life is hard. I didn't wait for the day when I could earn money to support my family. At that time, grandma was hospitalized, and Xiaoxiao even stole money to give it to me. Speaking of which, Xiaoxiao She's such a good sister, I have to find a way to help her find a job, so I'll go back to the magazine office tomorrow, I can't just stay and not work."

These words made Zhou Yuan a little worried. He still has some things to finish. If Song Xiaochen is allowed to go out to work, he wonders if there will be any danger.

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Yuan couldn't help but get a little stronger when applying the medicine.

Song Xiaochen trembled suddenly, his breath became disordered.

Zhou Yuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became ecstatic.