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Song Tingshen's move left the house quiet for a few seconds. The auntie took a three hundred pieces with a smile and said: "The aunt will not be polite with you. You are mixed up in the emperor. I thought you were not coming back."

Xia Xia recovered from the shock, she is not familiar with this group of people, but she knows what kind of person Song Ting Shen is, can make him like this, it means that he does not like his relatives, and then think about it, Why doesn't he like it? It may be that this group of people must have done the best before Song Ting Shen has not made a home, at least already touched the bottom line of Song Tingshen.

She suddenly understood why Song Tingshen did not let her buy things, nor did she let her face a gift. Now, this year, the money is not spent, and I can buy some fruits and nutrients. No five hundred pieces can be made at all. Now he takes three hundred pieces, which saves two hundred, and this singular operation seems to make the aunt and the aunt's family face bad.

Xixia is a little excited. She has read so many novels. It seems that the best relatives are the standard of the heroine. It is rare to see the overbearing president personally tearing away the best relatives of their own!

Song Tingshen sat down next to Xia Xia and smiled. "There is no good mix, so I barely settled in the emperor. If it is not too small, I would like to take my aunt to live in the emperor for a while."

"I didn't have that blessing." The aunt paused and pointed to the girl standing on the side. "Ting Shen, do you still remember her? She can be regarded as your cousin, called pretty, this year just university. After graduating, we originally wanted her to take a career and go to the local unit. It was an iron rice bowl, but she had to go to the big city. I heard that you are not a big company now, let her take a shot in the past. Well, you can rest assured that you are using it, aren't you?"

Xia Xia glanced at the girl who was called a pretty girl, and she was almost once again thundered.

I don't know if this relationship is not within three generations, but this pretty girl is staring at Song Tingshen, looking like a girl with a shy look, but anyone with eyes can see that she seems to have something to Song Tingshen...

Xia Xia quickly shifted his eyes, bowed his head and drank tea, and began to figure out how far the relationship was. The pretty girl was the granddaughter of the aunt, and the daughter of Song's cousin, who should call Song Tingshen?

Her mind was dizzy by herself.

Regardless of whether there are three generations, she is also a wife of Song Tingzhengzheng? There is still a fat man sitting on her lap. It is a daughter-in-law who can't kiss her again. How can she not exist when she does not exist?

Although Xia Xia bowed her head to drink tea, her ears stood up. She wanted to hear how Song Ting would refuse.

Yes, he will definitely refuse. His behavior has been fully expressed. He is very unhappy about this family. He is uncomfortable at the extreme. How could he let the company come to work?

Song Ting looked very pretty and asked: "What school did you graduate from?"

A pretty school is a local university.

"Three books?" Song Tingshen's tone is somewhat regrettable. "Auntie, I am really embarrassed. The company is not my head of the family. There are bosses on the top. Our company recruits people to have death regulations. That is at least one or more. I also It's not that I can't talk to my boss with a cheeky face, but I'm afraid of being pretty and thin, and the big company's people are mixed. Her past is an airborne soldier. Others are hired on their own strengths, and there is inevitably some opinions."

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