Hearing the sound, Li Zhihe finally had some reaction.
"Yeah!" He said.
Dong Wei did not dare to say any more and stood aside silently.
Fortunately, I had the foresight to change my signature in advance.
Otherwise, it would take nearly half an hour to get from the villa to the airport. Plus, during the rush hour at this time, if there is a traffic jam, you don't know when you will arrive.
Li Zhihe got up from the ground, took the dry towel next to him, and wiped it roughly:
"Rescheduled?" asked.
Dong Wei immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice:
"It was postponed by an hour and changed to half past nine."
Li Zhihe didn't say anything. He turned over and fell off the boxing ring. This skill is not low!
At least, ordinary people would never be able to do this!
Dong Wei swallowed silently, knowing very well that he would definitely not be able to do it in this life.
Seeing that the boss was almost entering the elevator, he quickly followed him.
"Mr. Li, do you need to notify Miss Yun?"
Suddenly mentioning Yun Sangyu, Li Zhihe's expression became a little better unconsciously:
After checking the time, he said:
"Tell her first."
There's still an hour and a half left, so we can definitely take a little more rest, right?
Dong Wei may not have realized the meaning of Li Zhihe’s words:
"Okay Mr. Li, I understand."
Silly and silly.
There is a saying that goes like this: To be a good person, you must have discernment.
Anyone who can do this is like a fish in water.
This is the so-called human-emotion-world-reason!
downstairs.
At this moment, no one expected that that little bastard Yuqi would come again in the middle of the night.
However, this time he did not bring any of his friends, only himself.
As soon as he entered the door, he yelled:
"Uncle! Uncle!"
The housekeeper responded quickly:
"Hey, Master Youqi is here?"
Youqi still respects the old housekeeper very much. After all, the old housekeeper is the one who took care of his own mother and uncle when they grew up.
"Grandpa Butler, where is my uncle? Isn't he at home?" he asked.
Obviously, the old housekeeper also loved Youqi very much, even more than he loved his mother.
It's a different generation.
"Here, here, I should be taking a shower right now. Why don't Master Youqi sit down and wait for a while?"
Seeing this, Youqi could only agree:
"Okay, Grandpa Butler, I'm thirsty and want to drink freshly squeezed orange juice."
"Okay, okay, let me prepare for the young master to go."
Youqi leaned back on the sofa, holding the remote control in his hand and constantly changing TV programs.
Before long, the butler came over with a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.
"Master Youqi, the orange juice you asked for is ready."
Only then did You Qi sit up:
"Thank you, Grandpa Butler."
As he spoke, he poured himself a full glass.
"Gudonggudong" After a few mouthfuls.
"It's so cool!" he exclaimed.
On the third floor, Yun Sangyu couldn't sit still, so she got up and prepared to go downstairs to take a look.
I thought: Didn’t I say the flight was at 8:30?
It's already eight twenty-nine!
Why hasn't anyone called me yet?
Could it be that you have forgotten yourself?
It should be, right?
The more I thought about it, the more something was wrong. I picked up my phone, put on my backpack, and went downstairs.
‘Pa-ta’, ‘pa-ta’, ‘pa-ta’….
You Qi downstairs heard the movement on the stairs immediately.
He turned his head:
"Uncle...poof...fuck, why is it you?"
This is probably because the mouth moves first before the brain moves.
All the orange juice in his mouth spurted out, all over the sofa and the floor.