Stop Bothering Me, Emperor Chapter 74: Flies

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Song Xiao opened his eyes in a daze, and found that he had returned to the villa and his body had been cleaned up, but he was sore and lazy and didn't want to move.

The room was empty, no one, and Yu Tang didn't know where he was going.

Song Xiao started to do it slowly, frowning slightly, because in the car, His Majesty's rude behavior caused him to still feel aching somewhere in his body, but it was okay. Compared to the experience of having a painful one night and being unable to get out of bed for three days, it does not matter.

Suddenly the cell phone rang next to him, Song Xiao checked the number, the private detective he hired, and picked it up.

Yu Tang was looking at the information next door, and when he heard a phone call in the room, he wanted to help him pick it up. When he walked to the bedroom door, the phone stopped ringing, so he stopped.

"Master, why don't you go in." Butler Susan came up with a cup of hot milk, and saw Yu Tang standing at the door, a little curious.

Yu Tang took the milk, raised his chin to signal Susan to leave, and walked in by himself.

Song Xiao on the bed was listening to the phone with a slight frown, but there was no response when she saw Yu Tang coming in. Yu Tang snorted, put the milk on the bed, sat on the bed, and took Song Xiao, who was holding the phone, into his arms.

Song Xiao didn't resist either, twisted his body, and found a comfortable position to lean against.

Yu Tang held his breath, saw the person in his arms lazily rubbing against him like a cat just waking up, and found a place to lean firmly, and then let out a slow and long breath.

"You mean, she entered the Mori Art School?" Song Xiao pursed her lips. "Did anyone come into contact with her?"

The detective responded that Bai Qing did not go to the dormitory of Harlan University, but went to the Murray Art School next door. This school is just a community college, and it is a thousand miles away from Harlan University.

"She made a phone call, but she spoke Mandarin, I don't understand it." The detective is a U.S. native and doesn't understand Mandarin. "But I recorded it. You paid the balance and just recorded it. Send it to your mailbox."

Song Xiao pouted and hung up the phone. U.S. people always pay attention to money, even though math is not good, the money they should ask for is never forgotten.

A cup of hot milk came to his mouth, Song Xiao took a sip and looked up at the sudden appearance of His Majesty the Emperor. He just called on the phone, and he didn't care what Yu Tang did.

Yu Tang lowered his head and saw a queen dipped in milk. He couldn't help but leaned over and licked the milk stain on his lips.

"Um..." Song Xiao shrank his head, only to remember that he should be angry. She raised her body and wanted to sit up. There was a soreness between her waist and thigh, and she fell back again.

"It hurts?" Yu Tang put down the milk glass nervously, hugged the person, reached out to his waist and rubbed it.

"This is nothing, the emperor doesn't need to care." Song Xiao took the computer on one side, transferred the money to the detective company, and notified the other party to check it.

"I don't like you doing that," Yu Tang heard what he meant, which means that compared with the nights in the previous life, this is not serious now, and there is a pain in my heart, and he buried his face in Song Xiao On his shoulder, "I am not happy to see other women approaching you, even if I know it is acting."

These days, seeing Americans expressing what they think so freely, Yu Tang also tries to learn and speak out his thoughts.

Song Xiao was stunned, turned his head to look at the emperor, and thought about it carefully. Regardless of his past and present, His Majesty the Emperor would never be ambiguous with anyone because of acting, and even such a meal would not be served. Although it was his identity that gave him the capital to be headstrong, but I have to say that Yu Tang did better than him on this point.

Sighing, Song Xiao turned his head, and kissed the emperor’s drooping eyebrows: "It’s not good for me today. I won’t see her anymore."

Yu Tang, who was lowering his head thinking about how to coax the queen, suddenly got a soft kiss, bubbles started to pop on his head, laughed twice, hugged Song Xiao and fell on the bed and rolled: "You I pleaded guilty and said, how can I punish you?"

Song Xiao squinted at him, and couldn't help but smile: "Then fine the courtier not to wait for the bed for three days."

"Nonsense, this is punishing me!"

It's making a noise, and the recording over there has passed over. Song Xiao broke away from Yu Tang and clicked on the mail.

"Auntie, he doesn't seem to like me." The recorder was a little far away, and it sounded a bit erratic, and there were noises on the road, but it might be adjusted by a detective, and it can still be heard clearly. , It was Bai Qing's voice.

"This is too dangerous, no way...Oh, well, you promised me, when I return to my country...Don't forget...If I can do it, it will be good. If I can't do it, it will depend on you... …"

Bai Qing's voice is intermittent, and can be heard. The other party is Bai Qing's relative. What she asked her to do was probably to get close to Song Xiao, but she didn't say what she was going to do.

Yu Tang sent someone to check Bai Qing directly, and Song Xiao was not allowed to contact her again. Song Xiao felt that this matter should be dealt with thoroughly, and follow the vine to find out who is behind the scenes, lest this solution is solved again.

"How is your finances?" Yu Tang suddenly asked before going to bed at night. He knew that while Song Xiao was studying management, he also learned more about finances.

"Well, fortunately, I only learned a little bit." Song Xiao replied in a daze. The accounting method of modern society is much more complicated than that of Dayu, and he learns more slowly.

"I'm coming to a part of Big Fish Capital recently. You will come to Newtown with me in a few days." Yu Tang took the person into his arms and rubbed his chin on top of his head.

"What are you doing? I'm not the housekeeper anymore." Song Xiao was itchy by him, so he shook his head.

"You signed the contract," Yu Tang hummed, "It's all written on the contract."

Song Xiao ignored him, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next day, Yu Tang was dragged to Newtown.

The headquarters of Big Fish Capital is on Financial Street. Yu Tang used to practice here, but now he has been promoted. The people in the company are very curious and have never heard that interns can be promoted.

"You don't know this, he is the emperor grandson of the Yu family." The old man in the company popularized science to unknowing newcomers.

"Prince princes also came to intern before, and no one was promoted." Some of them were not convinced. Among the elites of Financial Street, none of them graduated from prestigious schools. Some of them worked hard for many years in other companies before they were able to enter this local. Originally, there were prejudices about the children of the aristocratic family. Seeing Yu Tang's high profile, I couldn't help but complain.

"What are you talking about?" Sibo Yuchuan came over and asked the staff cordially when he saw the staff huddling together.

"President." When the employees saw him, they didn't leave or didn't leave, they were all embarrassed.

Yu Chuan raised his eyebrows, he naturally knew what everyone was talking about. His nephew is indeed very good, but after all, he is young, and it is definitely hard to convince the crowd to bring him up at this time.

As a good uncle, Yu Chuan should say at this time that Xiaotang from my family is only here for an internship and will not affect your promotion. However, he didn't say anything, just smiled and went to his office.

So, when Yu Tang took Song Xiao to the company, the atmosphere in the company was weird. Although there were still sensible people greeted with smiles, it was more weird and hateful.

Yu Tang ignored them and took Song Xiao directly to his office.

Yes, now Yu Tang also has his own office, but it's very simple. There is only a small room with many cubicles outside and small conference tables.

"Tang, who is this?" At the small conference table, a group of young people in work clothes were discussing issues. Seeing Yu Tang pulling Song Xiao, he asked curiously.

"This is my friend. He is a math genius. He came to help." Yu Tang said blankly.

"Oh, that's great!" a boy with yellow hair cheered.

Song Xiao was dragged into the office by Yu Tang for unknown reasons, and gave him a bunch of materials for him to read.

It turns out that when Yu Chuan proposed to the family owner to promote Yu Tang, he gave him a project as a whole, and even a dozen members of the project team were thrown over. This group is a well-known waste group in the company, and the project is very tricky. Yu Tang couldn't be too busy, so he caught his wife.

"The U.S. people are not good at math. They do things slowly." Yu Tang said.

Song Xiao had no choice but to sit down and help him read the books and analyze the data. Yu Tang went out to organize the project team. In the concept of His Majesty the Emperor, there are no bad people, only useless people. Even if it is a group of waste and used in the right place, it can become a powerful general.

The sun went down, and the people in the company began to get off work one after another. Seeing that the people in the waste group were still motivated, I couldn't help but ridicule.

"Oh, Kerry, get back to your mother's arms, we have to work overtime." Huang Mao made a face at the person who mocked him.

Song Xiao was dizzy looking at the data. At this time, the phone rang suddenly and it showed that it was Bai Qing's phone.

"Song Xiao, I was tricked into a bar by them and I have no money to pay the bill. Can you help me and pay you back tomorrow." Bai Qingchu said pitifully.

Song Xiao stood up, looked at the busy traffic outside the window, smiled coldly, turned to look at Yu Tang, and Yu Tang gave him a "click" gesture.

"Well, yes, wait for me for half an hour."