"One more game?"

Li Xuewu shook the racket in his hand and smiled and invited Yang Jun.

Yang Jun looked at him with a funny and angry voice and asked, "Do you hate me so much?"

"Look at what you said-"

Li Xuewu handed the racket in his hand to Zhou Xiaobai and signaled her to take the little sisters over to play.

A waiter from the guesthouse came over with a thermos to refill the tea for the two of them and left quietly.

"You might think I'm pretentious when I say it," he said, holding up the teacup, "but weekend breaks are really precious to me."

I took a sip of hot tea, basking in the sun, and my body was warm after sweating.

"Go home to see your parents, go out to meet friends, or tease your children at home."

He turned to Yang Jun and said, "Do you know why I said I can only stay with you for one morning?"

"Because in the afternoon I'm going to visit the teacher to complete the homework and assignments, and my book."

"Oh? It seems that I really misunderstood."

Yang Jun looked at Li Xuewu carefully and said, "I didn't expect you to be so busy during rest. It's not because you hate me that you deliberately tired me."

"Yeah, not, hehe--"

Li Xuewu suddenly laughed and said, "It's a sign of revenge on you. I've been annoyed by you this week. I have a little trick."

"Hahaha--"

Faced with Li Xuewu's sincerity, Yang Jun was not angry at all, but was more funny and coke.

He put his elbow on the handrail and said with a smile: "Actually, I knew you were bothering me."

"I also deliberately followed you, just to see what your reaction is, hahaha--"

"If I had known this, I would have asked you to play basketball long ago," Li Xuewu smiled and leaned on the back of the chair, shook his head slightly and said, "My clerk told me, did Team Leader Yang deliberately follow you every day!"

"Hahaha--"

As if he succeeded, Yang Jun smiled happily, waved his hand and said, "He was wrong."

"I followed you not to target you, but to look up from your perspective."

He pointed to the top of his head, then pointed at his feet and said, "Look down."

"What did you... see?"

Li Xuewu understood what he meant, looked up pretending to be confused, then looked down, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why am I not watching anything?"

"Hahaha--"

Yang Jun laughed again by him, even the girls on the court watched.

"You, you-"

He pointed Li Xuewu and scolded him: "No wonder people call you the tiger from the defense department!"

"I think you should be called the Fox of the Red Star Factory now!"

"Does the fox pretend to be a tiger's power?" Li Xuewu smiled, picked up the teacup without caring and said, "The idle people in our factory like to give nicknames to others."

When Zhou Xiaobai came over to pick up the ball, he heard a few conversations between the two, and couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth.

The swords and swords are coming and going, and the sparks are about to start to burn.

Her growing environment cultivated her ability to understand these words, but she was unwilling to speak like this.

What do you say, it's more tiring than playing tennis!

Li Xuewu said who is an idle person who loves nicknames? Someone just gave him one.

Yang Jun, who was accused of being scolded, didn't care and asked with a smile: "I heard you still write a book?"

"Hmm? What's this?"

Li Xuewu turned his head and glanced at him, and asked, "Don't I look like I can write a book?"

"Xiaobai, don't I look like a literati?"

"Not like--" Zhou Xiaobai fell the ball in his hand and caught it. He looked at Li Xuewu seriously and said, "Look at your gentle and elegant demeanor, you are not like a literati, but a gentleman."

"See," Li Xuewu pointed at Zhou Xiaobai and said to Yang Jun: "The eyes of the masses are sharp. Isn't it normal for me to write books?"

"Girl, go get a pair of glasses when you have time!"

Yang Jun glanced at her with a funny look and asked, "How did you see this?"

"I'm still a gentleman, I think he's more like a bandit--"

"Hahaha--"

Zhou Xiaobai and the little girls who stopped to watch laughed.

Of course they knew that the leader was joking, so when Zhou Xiaobai talked, they started to laugh.

Li Xuewu waved his hand and signaled them to continue playing, emphasizing: "Traditional, you judge people by your appearance, it's not advisable--"

"I admit this," Yang Jun looked at him suspiciously and said, "But just your face, I told others that you are a writer who writes books. Who believes it?"

"Oh, there is no way," Li Xuewu shook his head slightly and said, "We are ugly like this and are very sensitive inside, and we can flow our emotions into the tip of our pen."

"Well—" Yang Jun drank tea and snorted softly: "These two sentences taste a little."

"I have read the books you wrote, for only a few days," he explained, "I heard from others that you are still a writer who can write books."

"No matter how much I say it, no matter how much I laugh, to be honest, I am not a writer."

Li Xuewu looked at the girls on the court with a youthful atmosphere and nodded slowly and said, "At best, it is a work summary and ideological report."

"No need to be modest, I can understand."

Yang Jun looked at the field in the same posture and said, "It is rare for cadres like you who are both literary and military. I heard that your articles are also well written."

"It's quite a bit of work, after all, the platform is small."

Li Xuewu said modestly: "Our factory is so big, not many people can write articles, but it shows my three-point ability to show a seven-point power."

"I don't think it's certain-" Yang Jun smiled and said, "If this article is frequently published in factory newspapers, I agree with your modesty."

"Everyone can be found in the big newspapers," he turned to look at Li Xuewu and asked, "You won't be proud of yourself, saying that there is no one in our industrial system, right?"

"Hahaha--" Li Xuewu smiled and patted his thighs, saying, "You can see this little pride, haha--"

Is sincerity really sincere or fake sincerity? After following Li Xuewu for several days, Yang Jun has not understood this person until now, which is a bit too complicated.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Hey, college students are different."

Yang Jun stood up with a smile, looked at Li Xuewu and said, "I speak one by one. It's really impossible not to accept old age. The future is really yours."

"If you want to say that, we have to have a game!" Li Xuewu stood up and smiled and gestured, "I'm very dissatisfied with what you said!"

"It's yours now, we didn't say anything, why? I still want it to be yours in the future?"

"Ah? Hahahaha--"

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Who is that person?"

Zhou Xiaobai was not honest when sitting in the co-pilot.

She twisted her body and looked at Li Xuewu, looking at him so she couldn't see enough.

"It's the old man who plays with us. Isn't it the leader of your factory?"

"No, the higher authorities came down to investigate."

Li Xuewu glanced at her and explained casually: "What? Do you still care about this?"

"I care about you-"

Zhou Xiaobai put his arms on the console and his side face on his arms, just looking at him.

"Did he come to investigate you? Or come to your factory to find fault and want to use you as a breakthrough."

"Well, you're thinking too much, no."

Li Xuewu chuckled and asked, "Who taught you these messy things?"

"Why do you need someone else to teach this?" Zhou Xiaobai curled his lips and said, "I heard it all when you were talking, and every word he said was thorny."

"Of course, you didn't spare him."

She smiled and raised her eyebrows and said, "I just like to see you bully people and slap them in the face."

"Nonsense, when did I bully people?" Li Xuewu looked at her with a funny look and asked, "Also, when did I slap people in the face?"

"Hmph, you know what I mean."

Zhou Xiaobai pouted and snorted: "You can't spoil such a person, you have to be more domineering."

"Well, you know again, right?"
To be continued...