Reborn I don't need a heroine

"It's only 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 packed his backpack, and asked.

But Wang Heng turned around and looked at him, and said, "There is no way, there is business to be discussed in Shanghai."

Father: "Can't wait until after the Chinese New Year?"

Wang Heng sighed: "I can't help myself... For more important business, wait a little longer, I'm afraid something will go wrong."

Of course, even without this appointment with Mobai, it is impossible for him to spend the winter vacation at home. After all, he had to rush back to Rongdu after he finished his work.

The father recalled his son's straightforwardness 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 had no position to persuade his son to take more rest, so he could only tell him, "Just go, take care of your body, and take care of yourself."

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

Father nodded and remained silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "By the way, I'm free now anyway, do you want me to accompany you?"

Wang Heng couldn't help being taken aback: "What are you doing with me?"

The father plausibly said: "I will be your life assistant! You talk about your business, and I will drive and carry your bags for you."

Wang Heng recalled that scene for a while, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. The point is, he has already made an appointment with Han Yixuan, and if his father sees that this girl has become his assistant, the situation will be really...

He quickly said: "Carrying bags, driving, etc., there are assistants to help, you are a father! You have to show your airs as a parent!"

"Shelves?" Father chuckled, "Have I ever had that thing?"

Wang Heng: "But I really have an assistant. And I'm talking about business with others, and I'm bringing my father with me. It's really weird how you look at it."

The father sighed desolately: "I understand, you have an assistant and a business partner, and you will embarrass me..."

Wang Heng: "Don't pretend to be pitiful, Dad. Don't you enjoy playing World of Warcraft at home?"

The disappointment just now was obviously a joke. My father immediately changed his expression and asked winkingly, "Wait, you said you have an assistant, male or female?"

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

The father seemed a little unconvinced: "It's hard to find a secretary for myself, and you know how to find a man? Don't they say that if you have something to do, the secretary will do it, and if you have nothing to do..."

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

Father: "To be honest, I don't believe it. You told me before that you envied those rich bosses who hired beautiful secretaries. Isn't that your ideal in life?"

Wang Heng recalled it for a while, but he couldn't remember when he said such a thing at all.

So he asked, "How old was I when I said that?"

Father: "Junior high school..."

Wang Heng: "Don't take the nonsense of the second term of middle school seriously!"

The memory of junior high school, in his subjective impression, was seven years away from last week, which was almost ten years ago. It was too far away, almost like another person's memory.

But the father said with a look of nostalgia: "That boy was so good back then. He didn't hide anything. He said whatever he wanted, and he would tell me which female student he liked in the class!"

Wang Heng: "Don't reminisce about the past..."

But the father continued: "What about now? They said they recruited a male assistant, God knows if it's true or not."

Wang Heng emphasized: "Of course it is true!"

The father asked curiously, "Then let me see the photos of your subordinates?"

Wang Heng took out his mobile phone, flipped through it, and found a selfie of this subordinate in Shen Yexi's circle of friends. But before showing it to his father, he hesitated.

But my father had already stretched his neck and saw the one on the screen...

"Is this a man?" The father was shocked, "This is obviously a pretty woman!"

The face in the photo is delicate and fair, and it looks better than ordinary female selfies. It also has a delicate hairstyle that covers the ear, and its temperament is very feminine. Of course, in terms of beauty and femininity, it is really not as good as Lu Qi, Han Yixuan and the others.

Wang Heng said helplessly: "It's really a man, if you don't believe me, look carefully, he still has an Adam's apple!"

My father stared suspiciously at it for a while, and finally determined that it was a man. However, he was even more worried.

Looking away from the phone screen, staring at his handsome son, the father said nervously, "You...you like girls, right?"

Wang Heng: "Of course!"

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Han Yixuan packed her suitcase and turned around, only to see her mother coming over with a long down jacket.

"Bring this on, I heard that there is no heating in Modu, it's very cold..."

The girl stopped her mother who was trying to open the suitcase, and she couldn't laugh or cry: "We live in a hotel, so we can turn on the air conditioner without heating. Besides, I'll only go for two or three days, and I'll be back soon, so there's no need to bring such a bag." More clothes?"

Of course, my mother would not give in so easily: "Who knows what happened in the past, bring more things, and be prepared!"

Han Yixuan: "Didn't I tell you everything? This time, we are talking about a business worth millions. It is impossible to save a little money when booking a hotel. In a high-end hotel, it is impossible to freeze mine."

The mother rolled her eyes and suddenly asked: "You are called Mr. Wang now?"

"Then what else?" Han Yixuan asked back, "I'm already a subordinate of the family, so it's impossible for me to call him by name, and it's impossible for me to call him a classmate, right?"

My mother imagined what might happen in the future, and murmured to herself: "You can call me the boss, maybe I'll just do it..."

Han Yixuan: "Mom?!"

Mother came back to her senses and shook the down jacket she was holding in her hand: "Okay, I won't let you bring anything else, just this jacket, you must bring it!"

Seeing that she really couldn't resist her, Han Yixuan could only obediently open the suitcase, stuff the jacket in, and close the suitcase again. Fortunately, there were not many things in the box originally, and there was still some space to accommodate it.

The mother was still a little worried, and asked again: "How do you go to the provincial capital when you leave tomorrow morning? Should you go to the station first?"

Han Yixuan shook her head: "I've booked a taxi, and I'll pick us up when the time comes, and then drive directly to the airport in the provincial capital."

"Go directly to the provincial capital from here? Taxi?" Mother couldn't help being surprised, "How much does it cost!"

Han Yixuan smiled and said, "Didn't you say everything, Boss Wang is not short of money."

Mother: "Is it safe to take a taxi for a long distance?"

Han Yixuan: "Don't worry, I booked the car and the driver is Song Xiaoxia's father. Do you think it's safe?"

In such a small city, the relationship between acquaintances is obviously more reliable in everyone's opinion.

But although my mother was no longer worried, she noticed another detail: "Have you entered the role so quickly? That's good, it will help his career, this is the best..."

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

The young girl who asked questions knowingly, was like a mirror in her heart, but now she had a shy and dissatisfied face.

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