As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat, and he didn't want to know the boss's secret.

He knows the depth of the giants. The Xie family has one or two places in Beijing. It is not an exaggeration to say that the boss is a prince.

The driver did not dare to think deeply and nodded.

He knew what the boss was referring to, and after thinking about it, it seemed that the boss would still be dumb for a while. If other people in Xie's family knew that the boss hadn't lost his voice, then the boss would doubt his head. If you work part-time, you will quit your job, but he has been with Xie for a few years. He knows that it is too easy and easy for the second generation of these giants to die alone. It 's good for the boss to pay a high salary, but he did n't expect the risks. The coefficient would be so high.

"Not what you did, not what you said, and I won't count on you."

Hearing the boss say such a sentence again, the driver was even more afraid to take it lightly, he did not expect that the boss actually knew what he was thinking.

The driver is also whispering, he thinks the boss is completely different from before. If it is not the same face, he thinks that they are two completely different people. The boss was very gentle before, and he was very good to them. The general rich second generation is completely different. If you think about it, whoever has experienced such a life escape will change his temperament.

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As winter came, Rong Ting said that he should not physically change his costume and put on the down jacket and jeans bought by Song Yuan, but he still refused to cut his hair, and Song Yuan didn't want to force it. He, anyway, is a few months before going to school.

Originally, Song Yuan wanted to tell Rong Ting about today's traffic accident, but he swallowed it back to his mouth.

Cuckoo hasn't adapted to the fact that his parents have been "divorced", and she has been preoccupied with other men too often, even strangers.

"Christmas will be here soon. Anyway, it's okay now, let's go out and buy something to decorate our home." Song Yuan offered to take the initiative. "It happened to be Saturday, and grandparents will come over, and then I also want to invite my good friend, our family It's kind of a Christmas atmosphere, isn't it? "

Rong Ting naturally has no opinion.

Mother and son went out happily after dinner.

Song Yuan was not very interested in this kind of festival. From the perspective of solo mother, solo is nothing other than New Year, but she saw that several owners in the group of owners are buying Christmas trees in groups. An unforgettable memory for the child. One of the mothers said that the festival is now for children! Otherwise who wants to waste your mind and money?

Song Yuan thinks it makes sense.

Rong Ting has never had Christmas. The day before yesterday, he was curious to see his neighbors decorating the Christmas tree.

She didn't want to coo to envy others.

The two went to a supermarket near their home. The supermarket daily necessities area has been selling Christmas costumes for a long time. Song Yuan asked Rong Ting to pick a Christmas tree and bought a Christmas hat. Rong Ting was very excited, although he hadn't figured out what Christmas is. Christmas tree is what tree, but this did not affect his interest.

Looking at Rong Ting's happy appearance, Song Yuan thought about it, pretending to say inadvertently: "Coo, do you know Santa? What gifts do you want, Santa will help you achieve them. As soon as you wake up, you will receive It's the gift you want. "

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