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    Chapter 48 (Part 2)

    Qi Ji suddenly thought.

    It turned out that the little boy who was always unhappy, he had grown so unknowingly.

    Qi Ji also remembered that he was crying when he was a child. His mother always said that he was coquettish. Qi Ji did not dare to cry and couldn't help it. Later, he developed the habit of shed tears on his back. At that time, he secretly hid in the room and cried, and the door was suddenly pushed away. Qi Ji was startled, thinking that it was a mother, but the result was a little shorter than him. Hu 胡 的 Qi sent his face and wiped his tears.

    Qi Ji also remembered how young his brother was at that time.

    In a blink of an eye, my brother is already much higher than him.

    The cabbage leaves were dipped in water, lying in the palm of their hands cool, Qi sent her hand, wiped her forehead with her back, and sighed softly.

    "Mingyu grew up."

    "..."

    Before Qi Ji put down his hand, the cabbage basin in front of him had been taken away, and the only cabbage leaves in his hand were also pulled away.

    "Come less." Qi Mingyu was not angry, "You are two years older than me, are you embarrassed to say this?"

    Qi Ji correction: "Three years old."

    "Two and a half years old." Qi Mingyu directly pinched the tomato in his hand and threw it into the pot. "This is not the point. Do you listen to me?"

    "I listen." Qi Ji said, "But Mingyu, you also know that Internet companies themselves have more overtime, and they are often busy working overtime. I like this position very much, which is not a burden for me. I can harvest what I want. "

    Qi Mingyu stared at the rotten tomato in the pot and didn't speak.

    He can care about something else, but cannot refute what his brother really likes.

    "Some. I also signed the contract over the job. I can't end before I finished it. But the current situation is much better than before. It is too busy in the summer vacation. "I will also come back when I do n’t work overtime on the weekend, accompany you more."

    "I don't let you accompany you ..." Qi Mingyu just refuted, and at the end, he stopped.

    Refutation is a habitual refutation, but he didn't want Qi to send it so much.

    I was irritable and dialed the tomato several times, Qi Mingyu said, "What about your own rest?"

    Qi Ji said: "I have a good rest time, you don't have to worry."

    Qi Mingyu asked: "When will your part -time work end?"

    The specific part -time situation Qi Ji can't say it in detail. It can only be said: "Both. The rest of the job is not long, but I will immediately prepare to set up a question, and I have to be busy for a while.

    There are still half a year.

    Qi Mingyu didn't speak.

    Qi Ji can naturally see his brother's unhappy. From this familiar dissatisfaction expression, he can also see the child's original child. The tender eyebrows.

    But familiarity does not mean that he is good at handling. Qi Ji is used to smiling and treating others, but he does not understand how to comfort the closest.

    He can only stand aside and repeat his guarantee: "Really, it is easy after graduation."

    Qi Mingyu was silent for a long time until he put the meatballs into the tomato soup one by one, and finally spoke: "Then you can do it again when you are.

    Qi Zai nodded: "Okay."

    Graduation will be next year's summer vacation. During this period, if President Pei's insomnia problem is cured, Qi Ji can also discuss with him about the early termination of the part-time job.

    With Qi Ji's assurance, Qi Mingyu's expression finally softened.

    He didn't let Qi Ji continue to stay in the kitchen to get in the way: "Okay, I don't need you, your hands are still so cold and you're messing around. After wiping your hands, go to the air conditioner to bake."

    Qi Ji was kicked out of the kitchen just like that.

    Qi Mingyu moved very neatly, and it didn't take long for a sumptuous dinner to be placed on the table.

    Fried pork trotters with potato chips, tomato meatballs, vinegared cabbage, tofu vermicelli soup, three dishes and one soup.

    Although it is not a luxurious and famous dish, it is an authentic hometown dish. Qi Ji grew up as a snack, and this is what he is most used to.

    The staple food is rice. The home-grown fragrant rice is steamed and served early. The grains are full of crystals and filled with bright tomato soup, which is even more mouth-watering. With handmade beef balls, it is Qi Ji's favorite meal.

    Handmade beef balls are Dad Qi's specialty, and Qi Mingyu's craftsmanship is also learned from him, and the taste is exactly the same. The fragrant beef and the chewy texture are really hard to resist. Qi Ji was very enthusiastic, and he ate three bowls of rice by himself.

    But this time, he bought a lot of beef, and Qi Mingyu squeezed a lot of meatballs. In addition, there were three other dishes. At the end of the meal, there were still half of the meatballs left.

    Qi Ji was puzzled: "Ming Yu, why don't you eat this meatball?"

    Qi Mingyu frowned while drinking the tofu soup, "Don't eat it."

    "Our cafeteria makes meatball soup every day, and I'm tired of eating it."

    Qi Ji said: "But what you make is better than the cafeteria."

    Qi Mingyu snorted softly, then lowered his head and took a sip of soup.

    Although the soup bowl blocked his expression, it could be seen that his compliment to Qi Ji was very useful.

    But in the end, Qi Mingyu still didn't touch the meatballs, he just ate a little of the other dishes.

    It took a long time to make beef balls, and it was past nine o'clock when the two of them finished their meal. It would take about an hour to drive back to the Rose Villa, and Qi Ji planned to get up and leave.

    As soon as he said he was going to leave, Qi Mingyu became unhappy again and ran to the kitchen alone, causing the bells to rattle in the kitchen.

    Qi Ji put on his coat and probed to look at him, only to find that his brother was putting the rest of the meatballs in the insulation box.

    Qi Ji was curious: "Why did you put it in the box, didn't you put it directly in the refrigerator?"

    Qi Mingyu was sullen, until he had finished filling the meatballs, and then said, "For you."

    Huh? Qi Ji said, "What can you do for me? I'm full."

    "I work overtime at night and I'm hungry." It was obviously a caring word, but it came out of Qi Mingyu's mouth, but it was always hard. Bang Bang Bang.

    Qi Ji did not refuse.

    But before he reached out to take the insulation box, Qi Mingyu added: "Don't share it with others."

    Qi Ji was puzzled: "Someone else?"

    Qi Mingyu paused for a while, then said, "Do you have colleagues working overtime? Just eat it yourself at night, don't share it with others."

    Knowing that this tone was not good, he finally found a reason: "It doesn't look good."

    Qi Ji also lifted the lid of the box and took a serious look: "I think it looks pretty."

    The color of the tomato soup base is still very bright.

    But before Qi Mingyu got angry, he still made a promise: "I'll eat it myself, no one else."

    Only then did Qi Mingyu help people wrap the food box carefully.

    Qi Ji took the food box and heard him ask again, "Will you be back tomorrow night?"

    Qi Ji thought for a while: "I'll be back tomorrow at noon."

    There should be nothing wrong with Mr. Pei, and Yuntu doesn't work overtime.

    Qi Mingyu nodded: "Then I'll cook pork ribs soup for you."

    "it is good."

    Holding Shangdai's warm food box, Qi sent out the door, and before leaving, he did not forget to remind: "Remember to lock the doors and windows, do your homework well, and rest early."

    Qi Mingyu: "Got it."

    It was cold outside, and Qi Ji didn't let anyone send him off. After hearing the sound of the door being locked, he walked down by himself and called Pei Yusheng.

    Pei Yusheng said that he would send someone to pick him up. Qi Jiao thought that the other party was coming from the Rose Villa, and the two places were a little far away, so he planned to go to the convenience store at the door and wait for a while.

    As a result, before Qi Ji reached the gate of the community, he saw the Mercedes-Benz G.

    "...Mr. Pei?"

    Qi Ji was surprised, why did he come so quickly?

    The rear window came down, and it was indeed Pei Yusheng.

    The man nodded to him.

    "boarding."

    Qi Ji opened the door and got in the car. The heater inside the car rushed toward his face, making people sigh involuntarily.

    Qi Ji said: "Mr. Pei is so fast, I thought it would take a while."

    Pei Yusheng was silent for a while before he said, "I'm not happy."

    He explained again: "I just dealt with things and happened to be nearby."

    Qi Ji nodded and put the food box in his arms. Pei Yusheng glanced at the food box and asked, "What is this?"

    Qi Ji said, "It's a packed dinner."

    Pei Yusheng asked with great interest, "Did you do it?"

    Seeing that he was interested, Qi Ji said, "Has Mr. Pei had dinner? These are the meatballs my brother made."

    "..."

    Pei Yusheng suddenly retracted his gaze that was originally glued to the food box.

    "Ate."

    Qi Ji didn't let him anymore.

    On the one hand, Qi Mingyu didn't want others to eat it. On the other hand, he felt that Mr. President might not be able to eat home-cooked food.

    The engine started and the car was about to drive away. Pei Yusheng was about to close the window when he glanced at the side mirror, but suddenly stopped.

    He saw a figure in the side mirror.

    The man was facing the direction of the Mercedes-Benz and was staring here from a distance. But soon, he seemed to notice Pei Yusheng's sight, and the figure retreated back into the shadow of the trees.

    Pei Yusheng thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

    Qi Ji next to him raised his head: "Mr. Pei?"

    Pei Yu said, "Go and buy a bottle of water for me first. I see there is a convenience store at the entrance of the community. After you buy it, wait for me for a while, and I'll pick you up."

    He added, "I have a call to make."

    Hearing the last sentence, Qi Ji also understood, this is to avoid it.

    He got out of the car by himself and walked towards the gate of the community.

    When Qi Ji was far away and his back disappeared, Pei Yusheng got out of the car.

    Before taking a few steps, as expected, he saw the same figure with light brown hair beside a tree.

    Even if the light was dim, Pei Yusheng's sight was enough for him to recognize it clearly.

    This man's hair color is exactly the same as Qi Ji's.

    Genes are amazing.

    He couldn't help but sigh.

    Obviously they are brothers, but the two have completely different temperaments.

    Pei Yusheng took a few steps forward. The two figures were a few meters apart, one in the light and the other in the shadow of the tree.

    Pei Yusheng spoke first: "Anything with me?"

    The other person's voice was a little lower than what he had heard in the receiver a few months ago.

    "Did you send the guy who broke my phone in Argentina?"

    As soon as he opened his mouth, he was a blockbuster.

    "In order to prevent me from contacting my brother."

    After Pei Yusheng heard it, he did not show the surprised expression the other party expected.

    He smiled and asked, "Why do you say that?"

    Qi Mingyu's jaw tightened, staring at him coldly: "Not everyone is as dull as him."

    Pei Yusheng raised his eyebrows: "You are indeed sharper than I thought."

    "It can't compare to your thoughtfulness. In order to hire my brother, you have been planning so long."

    While speaking, he slowly walked out from the shadow of the tree.

    The surrounding of the tree was still dimly lit, with no lights. In the dark night, Qi Mingyu's expression became more and more gloomy.

    "How long is this premeditated, you must not tell me. I just want to ask one question."

    "How long do you plan to hire me?"

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