"Why do you always make Little Yu'er angry?"
Empress Dowager Liang always kept her word. After comforting Xiao Rongyu, she called her son.
"F * ck, she even complained?"
Chen Hansheng was on his way back to Jiangling. He couldn't help but pat his head.
"Yeah, she complained that you didn't keep your word and apologize sincerely. Little Yu'er is so cute."
As Liang Meijuan spoke, she began to laugh as well.
Actually, other than mediating the conflict between the young people, Empress Dowager Liang also wanted to talk to Chen Hansheng.
Sometimes, parents didn't have much contact with their children who were studying or working outside. Even Chen Hansheng and Liang Meijuan, who were very close to each other, only called twice a week.
Wang Zibo was a college boy who wasn't good at expressing his feelings. He and his mother, Lu Yuzhen, only called once every two weeks.
"Mothers" all wanted to contact each other more, but they were worried that it would affect their children's studies or their children's rest time, so they deliberately controlled the number of calls.
Therefore, on the surface, Empress Dowager Liang was questioning Chen Hansheng why he bullied Xiao Rongyu, but in fact, she wanted to take this opportunity to chat with her son more.
"I really had something to do this afternoon, so I went to Hu City."
Chen Hansheng explained, "We haven't seen each other since school started. She's going to the US in mid-March. She's been under a lot of pressure these days, so she's angry. I'll apologize to her when I get back to the dorm."
"Little Yu'er is going to the US?"
Liang Meijuan didn't know about this before, so she was curious.
In her heart, the US was a country far away from the other side of the ocean. She often saw some news on TV and newspapers. It seemed to be very developed, but also seemed to be unfriendly to China, so she didn't like it.
Of course, Empress Dowager Liang didn't care too much. She would rather pay attention to the weather in Jianye, the price of ribs in the market, and the wedding of her relatives. This was how an ordinary middle-aged woman in a small city really felt about the US.
"Little Yu'er is fighting an international lawsuit recently."
Chen Hansheng said, "That's why I need to go to a state in the United States to learn about the local laws and cases. It won't take long. I'll be back in about five or six days."
"Oh."
Liang Meijuan praised, "You really deserve to be called Little Yu'er. After all, it's better to travel ten thousand miles than to read ten thousand books. It's always good to experience more."
"Yeah."
Chen Hansheng heard Empress Dowager Liang praise Xiao Rongyu and proudly said, "I also agree with this point of view, so I will also go to America when the time comes."
"What? You're going too?"
Empress Dowager Liang, who was still in a pleasant mood just a moment ago, suddenly raised her voice, "Can't you do something serious every day? Little Fishy is going there to study. Tell me, what can you do other than play and play …"
"Double standards from my biological mother. Little Yu'er can travel ten thousand miles, but I can't."
Chen Hansheng could only pretend that his phone was out of battery and avoid Empress Dowager Liang's nagging. When he returned to the dormitory, it was already almost 11: 30. None of the roommates of Room 602 were resting. Some were playing games, some were reading wuxia novels, and some were accompanying their girlfriends.
Chen Hansheng took a shower and climbed onto the bed. While leisurely bragging to Yang Shichao, he also sent messages to Xiao Rongyu.
Chen Hansheng: Are you asleep?
"Ding ~"
Little Yu'er quickly replied, "Hmph, I was just about to sleep!"
"Erm …"
Chen Hansheng imagined Xiao Rongyu's expression and guessed what she was thinking right now. He continued, "My mom called me and scolded me seriously."
Xiao Rongyu: That's because you didn't apologize properly.
Chen Hansheng: Then I'll sincerely apologize now. Let's have dinner together tomorrow night. I'll pick you up. I promise I won't stand you up this time.
Xiao Rongyu: I can't tomorrow because I took leave today. If I take leave for two days in a row, Professor Sun will scold me. I also need to check the time the day after tomorrow. There's a meeting at the law firm. It's all your fault.
Chen Hansheng: There's nothing I can do about it. Aiyo, it's almost 12 o 'clock. Sleep early, I'm tired too.
Xiao Rongyu: Okay, then I'll sleep. Good night.
Chen Hansheng: Mua, good night.
After saying "good night" to each other, Xiao Rongyu should have really fallen asleep because her biological clock was to sleep before 12 o 'clock. However, for Chen Hansheng, "good night" had another meaning: "Don't disturb me, I want to play with my phone."
This was not targeted at Little Yu'er. He also felt the same way towards Shen Youchu.
He didn't know when he developed this stupid habit. Now, he would go to the WAP website and browse some boring news. However, even if it was the Nokia brick machine from before, Chen Hansheng would still play a few rounds of Snake and Tetris.
Actually, it wasn't that he wasn't sleepy, he just wanted to wait a while before sleeping. However, as for what exactly he was waiting for, even Chen Hansheng himself didn't know.
… ….
The next morning, the first person to wake up in the dormitory was still Li Zhennan.
Following him was Dai Zhenyou. Old Dai was also funny. He went to the classroom just to change the environment to watch the story "Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu".
Following him were Guo Shaoqiang and Yang Shichao, and finally, Kim Yang-myung and Chen Hansheng.
Today, Chen Hansheng planned to skip class and sleep for the entire morning. However, at around 9 o 'clock, his phone suddenly rang.
"Hello, Hansheng, are you in class?"
It was a call from Hong Shiyong. He asked politely, "Are you free at noon? I want to make an appointment with the boss of Nutshell."
"I don't know either."
Chen Hansheng pretended to say, "I have to ask first."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Hansheng jumped out of bed and saw that Kim Yang-myung was also curled up in the quilt and sleeping.
"Old Six, wake up."
Chen Hansheng pulled open the curtains of the balcony. The originally dim dormitory was immediately flooded with bright sunlight. At the same time, there was also a burst of warmth rolling around his body. His mood instantly became cheerful.
"Don't sleep anymore. The sun isn't dry, and the breeze is just right. It's a good day for acting tough."
Chen Hansheng walked over and kicked Kim Yang-myung's bed leg.
"Sigh ~ I've been suffering from insomnia recently. It wasn't easy for me to fall asleep, and now you're pulling me up again …"
Kim Yang-myung rubbed his eyes and complained.
"1000 RMB for acting tough. I'll give Dong Er another day off. If you continue to be long-winded, I'll ask Yang Shichao for help."
Chen Hansheng directly interrupted.
"Let's go, let's go."
Kim Yang-myung immediately sat up straight, "But I'll say this first. I'm really not doing this for the money, nor for eating and watching movies with Dong Er. The main thing is that Old Yang doesn't understand the lifestyle of the rich. Looking at 602, only I can do this."
"I agree with this point."
Chen Hansheng nodded and asked, "Where are we going to have lunch?"
"Guoxin Savant Restaurant Hotel in Confucius Temple."
Kim Yang-myung blurted out.
Chen Hansheng was a little puzzled, "Aren't we going to Golden Eagle Crown or Jinling Hotel in the city center? Savant Restaurant is too old."
Guoxin Savant Restaurant was a five-star hotel in the 1990s. In terms of facilities, it was actually not comparable to the five-star hotels after 2000. Chen Hansheng had never been to Savant Restaurant.
"Brother Four, you don't understand. Golden Eagle Crown is for the nouveau riche."
Kim Yang-myung began to get into character, "High officials like us are cultured. We eat at Savant Restaurant and go in and out of Purple Mountain."
"Why Purple Mountain?"
Chen Hansheng showed his naive side again.
Kim Yang-myung smiled confidently, "The East Jiangsu Provincial Party Committee Compound is at the foot of Purple Mountain, understand?"
"I see."
Chen Hansheng couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "I admit that I was gambling before. I didn't expect Brother Jin to be so professional. But what if you don't know how to drive? You can't even drive a sports car that I rented."
"I don't drive."
Kim Yang-myung waved his hand, "Just say that I drank all night last night and still feel dizzy today, so I can only sit in your Land Rover. This way, not only can I avoid driving, but also point out that the two of us have a very good relationship."
"Most importantly, I can also vaguely say that I'm very busy and only found time to meet him."
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