Delano Hotel.

The female secretary brought by a certain chairman raised the wine glass in her hand, and smiled like a flower at the person in charge: "Thank you, Mr. Shen for your love today. Mr. Shen is free. I will serve this glass of wine first as a respect."

Shen Xiucheng had already drank a lot today, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he raised his wine glass, and in response to the casualness in that mouth, he put it to his lips and took a sip.

The posture is loose and calm.

Shen Xiucheng has a tall and straight figure, a very good appearance, and a young age. Sitting in a group of bosses, he looks out of place and attracts people's attention.

But no one would despise him. On the contrary, since he was on the wine table, people have been toasting to him constantly, flattering words are good for showing.

The toasting female secretary blushed slightly.

At a banquet, it is inevitable for the secretary to block the wine and toast, which is a hard job.But if the object is the boss of the Shen Group, it would be a joy in a bitterness.

The phone on the table buzzed and vibrated.

Shen Xiucheng glanced at it, and Special Assistant Yang next to him picked up his mobile phone and prepared to go outside to answer the call.At this kind of business banquet, the secretary usually answers the phone.

Shen Xiucheng pressed his eyebrows Yu-yan, raised his hand to signal: "I will answer this call myself."

Special Assistant Yang raised his eyebrows and handed the phone to Shen Xiucheng without saying anything.

Thinking of the caller's style of painting, Shen Xiucheng intuitively felt that this call carried some ominous omens.

When the phone was picked up, the voice on the other side was not as crisp as before, as if he had encountered some troubles and said he wanted to ask him a question.

Shen Xiucheng glanced at the people who were sizing up this way intentionally or unintentionally, rejected the cigarettes handed over from the side, and pointed to the mobile phone in his hand with a smile.

"you say."

The person on the opposite side raised a philosophical question that has been studied by humans for thousands of years: "How to prove that you are yourself?"

Shen Xiucheng paused for a moment, took the phone away, and confirmed the caller's name, the word "children" was clearly displayed.

After a moment of silence, he clutched his phone and nodded to the people around him: "Excuse me, Mr. Li, I'm going out to answer a call."

The person named Li Dong showed a bit of ridicule in his eyes, and said with a smile: "The target checks? It's a bit early..."

Shen Xiucheng smiled, revealing the caller's note on the phone: "No, the child at home can't do homework, I'll go and see."

After speaking, he stood up and left the private room under the gaze of a group of people at the wine table.

Li Dong was stunned for a moment, and talked to Mr. Zhang on the other side: "Hey, why didn't I hear that Mr. Shen is married and has a child?"

Mr. Zhang is also unable to make any sense of the matter. In his memory, there is no such thing as this marriage.

But he didn't care, and said casually: "Maybe it's a hidden marriage, or a nickname for a little lover."

This kind of thing is very common in the circle, and it is boring if it is more serious.

However, Li Dong has a serious personality, and he is a little unwilling to get an answer from Mr. Zhang.

So he looked at Special Assistant Yang who came with Shen Xiucheng across the block again: "Hey, Special Assistant Yang, who is this kid? Didn't hear that Mr. Shen has a child at home?"

Special Assistant Yang paused for a moment. As Shen Xiucheng's special assistant and life assistant, he certainly knew who this caller was.

But he couldn't talk about what those children did, so he just smiled: "The children of Mr. Shen's friend's family really like Mr. Shen."

That's right.

Li Dong responded twice, with a look of sudden realization, but he murmured in his heart, who would care so much about other people's children!

Compared with Special Assistant Yang, who loves Tai Chi the most, Mr. Zhang's answer is more reasonable.

Qiao Xi held the mobile phone, under the watchful eyes of teachers and classmates, with a calm face.

The person on the other side of the phone seemed to have changed the place to answer the phone, and the surrounding voices gradually disappeared.

In the sudden silence, only the slightly heavy breathing on the other side could be heard, suppressing his breathing.

Because the phone is close to the ear, the sound is also very close, as if the man's lips are close to his ear, whispering, which makes people feel that the tip of the ear is burning.

Then he heard the man say a little hoarsely: "What's your major in college?"

Qiao Xi blinked his eyes, the big villain didn't care too much about the original owner, anyway, he had been renting at his house for three or four months, and was still clinging to him every day, so he didn't even know his major.

Thinking about it this way, Qiao Xi couldn't help but click his tongue, "Good job, you heartless scumbag."

But thinking of the identity and future actions of the person opposite, he still replied honestly: "Oil painting."

"Oh." Shen Xiucheng on the opposite side responded in a low voice, as if smiling, "It seems that you don't have enough homework."

Qiao Xi blinked again, thinking, is this person mocking him?Taunting him for being too idle...

Qiao Xi took down the phone and said to the person on the phone, "Our teacher said he wants to talk to you."

Immediately, instead of listening to what the other party said, he walked up to the podium with his mobile phone and handed it to Cheng Qu who was still in a daze.

Cheng Qu subconsciously pinched the mobile phone stuffed into his hand and stuck it to his ear: "Hi, are you the parent of Qiao Xi? I'm his teacher, Cheng Qu."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized the problem. This student is not Qiao Xi, so how could the contact person be Qiao Xi's parents?

Before he could say anything, the other side had already spoken.

"Hi, I'm the guardian of Qiao Xi, what's the matter, teacher?"

Hearing the guardian's voice, Cheng Qu was in a trance for a moment. Why is this voice so familiar?

He cleared his throat and asked cautiously, "What is your name, please?"

While talking, he took out the roster. For the convenience of management, the roster in the hands of the teacher of University A has the basic information of the students and the contact information of the guardians on the back.

He turned to the page on Qiao Xi, and looked down until he saw the name.

At the same time, the person opposite also said his name: "Shen Xiucheng."

Cheng Qu opened his mouth, and where his finger was, it was the same name, Shen Xiucheng.

Now Cheng Qu knew why he felt the other party's voice was familiar. He just heard this voice two days ago, how could he not be familiar?

Two days ago, for the centennial celebration of University A, a group of honorary students were invited back to the school. Shen Xiucheng was one of them. Not only that, he also spoke on stage as a representative.

He can still remember that when this outstanding student gave a speech on stage, a group of younger students shouted at the top of their lungs. The senior was so handsome and awesome.

That scene was like a celebrity meeting.

It's just that he didn't expect that this "senior" who became famous in World War was actually Qiao Xi's guardian.

Shen Xiucheng walked to the small private room next door. The sound insulation of the De Nora Hotel was well done, and the noisy human voice was instantly isolated.

Shen Xiucheng was a little surprised when the teacher on the other side suddenly changed to answer the phone. Although Qiao Xi always liked to provoke him, he never made trouble for him in his studies.

Shen Xiucheng took out the cigarette holder from his pocket, opened the sea-blue cigarette holder, and the neat queue inside was destroyed, leaving three vacancies.

Shen Xiucheng doesn't have a big addiction to smoking. For him, smoking is just a kind of business need, life adjustment, he can smoke or not.

So the cigarettes in the cigarette holder were never emptied, but Special Assistant Yang would still replace him with new cigarette holders every day.

Fingers curled up, the dancing flames licked the cigarette butt, and the green smoke rose up, covering the man's deep eyebrows and eyes.

Shen Xiucheng took a puff of his cigarette, and when the smoke cleared, he asked, "Teacher, what's the matter?"

Then he heard the teacher on the opposite side ask in a slightly cramped voice: "Do you know that your child, oh, is Qiao Xi skipping class today?"

Shen Xiucheng narrowed his eyes. If he remembered correctly, it must be time for Qiao Xi to attend class.

He also has a copy of Qiao Xi's class schedule, and he thinks he has a pretty good memory.

Shen Xiucheng glanced at the caller, it was indeed the child's call, and it was the child's voice just now: "Is that Teacher Cheng?"

"Yes, yes, I am Cheng Qu."

Shen Xiucheng mixed the cigarette in his hand, the ash fluttered down into the ashtray, and said, "Isn't the people from Qiaoxi right next to you?"

Cheng Qu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Where is it?"

Immediately, he reacted abruptly, looked at the innocent student beside him, and said, "Are you really Qiao Xi?"

Qiao Xi smiled brightly, showing four modest white teeth, and nodded: "Yes, teacher, look, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Cheng Qu was dumbfounded.

Of course he could continue to question the other party, but he couldn't find a reason to let a boss of a listed company like Shen Xiucheng accompany him in acting, just to skip a class.

The students in the audience were also in an uproar.

It's not that no one has seen the effects and changes of makeup, but Qiao Xi has been famous for a long time, with exaggerated looks, and he never talks to others in class.So innocent.

Sun Ju considered himself a social butterfly in the oil painting department, and at this time he also had an expression of "who am I, where am I, and what's going on in this world", and he poked the monitor next to him.

"Squad leader, is this really that Qiaoxi? That Qiao Xi with smoky makeup and leather pants?"

Squad leader Yao Meng has an honest and honest personality, always seeking truth from facts, but he really dare not comment on this matter.

"What did he go through? He has changed so much?" The girls in the back row poked their heads out and joined in when they heard them talking, "My roommate suddenly became a bully flower because her boyfriend cheated on her."

The voices in the class became louder and louder, Cheng Qu suddenly came back to his senses, slapped the table twice, and everyone fell silent.

Although the other party couldn't see it, Cheng Qu still smiled into the phone with a wrinkled face: "Oh, I misunderstood and delayed your time, I'm sorry."

In this way, Shen Xiucheng also understood why Qiao Xi asked him that question, and how to prove that he was himself.

Unable to bear it, he smiled, stopped his smile, and only said to the person on the other end of the phone: "Teacher, as a teacher, I hope you have more trust in your students."

Cheng Qu responded with hey, bitterness filled his heart, who would have thought of such a thing.

"Is there anything else you need?"

Cheng Qu shook his head like a rattle: "It's gone, it's gone, I'm really sorry to disturb your work."

He heard a faint "hmm" from the other side.

Those short words and attitudes seemed to say, you are bothering me.

Cheng Qu: "..."

Cheng Qu waited for a while, and seeing that the other party didn't seem to have anything to say to him, he handed the phone back to Qiao Xi next to him.

"you and……"

Cheng Qu wanted to say that if you and your parents have anything else to say, you can continue outside the classroom, but as he took off the phone, the phone screen lit up, and then he saw the note on it——

a husband.

Cheng Qu opened his mouth wide, this, this, this...

Qiao Xi didn't know what happened, took the phone and said, "Then teacher, I'm going back to my seat." He hung up the phone without looking at it.

The tools are thrown away after they are used up, that's how aggressive they are.

Shen Xiucheng on the other side of the phone thought that Qiao Xi would take this opportunity to act coquettishly with him, or complain about his grievances, but there was nothing, except for the vague hearing that he was going back to his seat, and then there was nothing else.

There was silence on the other side.

Shen Xiucheng waited for a while, but it was still very quiet, he could only hear the sound of the air conditioner running on his side, and the vague and continuous laughter from the next door.

Shen Xiucheng took down the phone, the screen of the phone was dark, he clicked on it, and the conversation ended two minutes ago.

Shen Xiucheng: "..."