Xiang Xi didn't say anything, got up and knelt on the bed and hugged Cheng Boyan.

"Let's flat, don't be so polite." Cheng Boyan also hugged him and shook him gently.

"I can't hold my body flat." Xiang Xi smiled.

"Don't think so much," Cheng Boyan patted him, "I'll call Song Yi now."

"...I'm sorry for him." Xiang Xi sighed softly.

Cheng Boyan moved quickly. After talking to Song Yi, the next day, Song got off the shift and called Xiang Xi to the office.

"This month's salary," Song Yi handed him an envelope with a cigarette in his mouth, "I can count the full attendance for you, and the night shift subsidy is included."

"I haven't been in a month." Xiang Xi took the envelope and hesitated a little.

"It's only one week, not a few days away," said Song Yi. "You are not the only one who is like this. If anyone else is gone here, I will be considered full of attendance. If the transaction is not successful, then there is no right."

"Oh," Xiang Xi smiled, "Thank you, Brother Song, thank you so much during this period."

"Don't be polite. If you have money to go to work in the future, you will treat me to dinner," Song Yi glanced at him, "but I am not as easy to cook as Bo Yan. Noodles and barbecue cannot satisfy me."

"No problem," Xiang Xi stuffed the envelope into his pocket and laughed twice, "You can choose the place at that time."

"Okay," Song Yi picked up the car keys on the table, "Have you packed up the things, I'll send them over there."

"You're going to give me some more?" Xiang Xi was stunned. Today, Cheng Boyan was about to get off work. A patient sent by the emergency department was about to be in operation. He originally wanted to take a car to Cheng Boyan's house, but the former boss suddenly said he wanted to give him away, which made him feel that the specifications were too high.

"Well, I want to send it. Someone asked me to take you to the place first, and I will watch you enter the house safely," Song Yiyi waved his hand, "Let's go, take you some first."

Xiang Xi had no choice but to take the things and follow Song Yi and get into the car.

Song Yi is different from Cheng Boyan. Cheng Boyan drives very steadily, and he doesn't chase or rob. Song Yi drives... it's still good, and he doesn't chase or rob, but he will scold him. He will scold someone along the way or if he drives slowly and blocks the road.

"Did you see this? This kind of stupid ×, you can get into a fairy when you see a crack. It seems that he can become an immortal if you squeeze in front of you. In fact, if you look after three intersections, you will still practice in the three cars in front of you. "Silly ×," Song Yi said with an unhappy look, "This kind of stupid × will come to a battery car that suddenly rushed into the fast lane and seeks death with him. After practicing, both of them feel comfortable."

"Brother Song," Xiang Xi was so happy, "This is the time I heard you talk the most."

"I am so majestic in normal times," said Song Yi. "I can't hold on as soon as I drive. I have to scold you. If I can't let it go, I'd have to catch up and hit you. That's not good."

"Is it just like you and Lin He before?" Xiang Xi asked with a smile. After asking, he felt it was inappropriate, so he quickly turned his head.

"Boyan told you?" Song Yi smiled, "I was driving a motorcycle at that time, not an electric car. Lin Hefei pushed me, and if he didn't suck him, who wouldn't suck him?"

"He has a good temper. I will definitely not be able to beat someone up in the car window if I want someone to put his head in the car window," Xiang Xi thought for a while, "It's so shameless."

"He couldn't bear it, kick me! His legs didn't fall into nothing, and that speed was too sinister. If he didn't do this, I couldn't pinch his head. It's not a good bird." Song Yi said with a smile, thinking about it and said again: "There is only one good bird among us, that's Boyan."

"Is that true?" Xiang Xi suddenly felt a little laughing when he heard this sentence. What kind of bird? Song Yi knew about his virtue behind his back.

Song Yi took him to find a very exquisite restaurant for a meal. When he was about to go out, Song Yi's cell phone rang. He took out his cell phone: "It may be Bo Yan."

However, the phone call was not called by Cheng Boyan. Song frowned after hearing a few words, and said as he walked: "Or you can't even get a girl until now. It's so hard to do something, only two or three people, for a month or two, and I haven't asked you to take a football team to Antarctica to squat..."

Xiang Xi followed behind, unable to hear what Song Yi was saying. In short, he scolded and squeezed him out, and then hung up the phone.

Song Yi must have been accused of it. Xiang Xi could hear it from his words. Although he was not like the people of Zhaojiayao, it was not just the feeling of speaking roughly. He had the bandit spirit, but Song Yi also had it.

Xiang Xi looked at his back. No matter what Song Yi was like before, he now has a supermarket, driving a car, and living a very good life...

Maybe I can do it too, and I dare not think about opening a supermarket or something, but as long as I can survive this moment, I should be able to truly settle down.

Learn tea, go to the tea shop, take some photos, maybe you can learn something more, and then go around and walk around, and Cheng Boyan, how great!

"Get in the car," Song Yi called him in the car, "What are you thinking?"

Xiang Xi smiled, withdrew his thoughts and pulled open the car door and jumped into the car.

Song Yi strictly followed Cheng Boyan's request to send Xiang Xi all the way to his doorstep.

"Brother Song, can you sit in?" Xiang Xi took out the key and opened the door.

"I won't go into his house," said Song Yi. "It's as hard to get into the door as you're going to a dragon bed... I'm leaving, don't go out, be careful."

"Yeah," Xiang Xi smiled, "Thank you, Brother Song."

Song Yi waved his hand and turned into the elevator.

Xiang Xi closed the door, threw the bag on the ground, changed his shoes, put his shoes, rubbed his hands, went into the study and changed into clothes, and then came out to hang the clothes in the cabinet next to the door.

After doing this series of movements, he stood in the living room and laughed. It was really hard.

After taking out the camera in his bag and put it on the computer desk, the rest were all clothes. He looked at these clothes and hesitated where to put them in the study room?

There are no cabinets in the study. In the past, he threw the bags stuffed with clothes next to the sofa, but there weren't a few... Then what about now? Where to put them?

After thinking for a long time, he still carried his bag into the study and threw it on the ground next to the sofa.

Before Cheng Boyan came back, he sat on the sofa and stared at the news for more than an hour. The fire had already been on several stations of news, and there was no new progress, but just like Cheng Boyan was worried, the suspect was on the run.

He crossed his legs and frowned and stared at the TV. Did Uncle Ping and Erpan run for one get one get one get one get one get one or two runs separately?
Chapter completed!