"It's just the third day of the Lunar New Year. Isn't it too early to leave now?"

The father stood at the door of Wang Heng's bedroom, looked at his son who had already wrapped his back and asked this.

Wang Heng turned around and looked at him and said, "There is no way, there is a business to negotiate in the Demon City."

Father: "Can't you wait for the New Year?"

Wang Heng sighed: "I can't help myself... I'm more important business, if I wait, I'm afraid I will have problems."

Of course, even without the appointment with Mobai this time, he would not have been able to spend the winter vacation at home. After all, after this, he would have to rush back to Rongdu.

The father recalled the pleasure of his son when he bought a car and paid for it a few days ago, and his eyes became more and more complicated. He felt that he really did not advise his son to rest more, so he could only instruct: "Just go, take care of yourself, take good care of yourself."

Wang Heng: "Don't worry, I'm not a child anymore."

The father nodded, was silent for a while, and suddenly asked again: "By the way, I have time now, do you want me to accompany you?"

Wang Heng couldn't help but be stunned: "What are you doing with you?"

My father was honest and honest: "Be your life assistant! When you talk about your business, I will drive you with a bag."

Wang Heng recalled the scene and felt a little uncomfortable. The key point is that he had already made an appointment with Han Yixuan. If his father saw that this girl became his assistant, the situation would be...

He quickly said, "Carry your bag, drive, etc., and you have the help of your assistant. You are the father! You have to take the airs of being a parent!"

"Hait?" The father laughed, "Has I ever had that thing?"

Wang Heng: "But I really have an assistant. And I talked about business with others and brought my dad with me. It's really weird how I look at it."

The father sighed lonelyly: "I understand, you have both assistants and business partners, so you will lose face with me..."

Wang Heng: "Don't pretend to be pitiful, dad. Isn't it nice to fight monsters at home?"

The loss just now was obviously a joke, so my father immediately changed his expression and asked with a frown: "Wait, do you say you have an assistant, a man or a woman?"

Wang Heng: "Of course it's a man."

The father seemed a little disbelief: "I finally found a secretary for myself. How could you find a man? Don't you say that the secretary does something, but he has nothing to do..."

Wang Heng quickly interrupted: "He is not a secretary, an assistant, and a multi-purpose senior talent. It's all for business, dad, don't think about it!"

Father: "To be honest, I don't believe it. You told me before, but I envy those rich bosses who have hired beautiful secretary. Isn't that your life ideal?"

Wang Heng recalled it, but couldn't remember when he had said such words.

So he asked, "How old am I?"

Father: "Junior high school..."

Wang Heng: "Don't take it seriously in the second phase of the middle school!"

In his subjective impression, the memories of junior high school were almost more than ten years after the seven years of last week's purpose. They were too far away, just like the memory of another person.

But my father looked nostalgic and said, "That boy was so good back then. He didn't hide anything. He said whatever he wanted. Any female classmate in the class would tell me!"

Wang Heng: "Don't remember the past..."

But the father continued, "What about now? He said he had hired a male assistant. God knows what is true or not."

However, although my mother was no longer worried, she noticed another detail: "You will get into the role so soon? Well, it will be helpful to his career, this is the best..."

Han Yixuan: "Mom, what are you talking about?"
Chapter completed!