He was in the middle of the match, and a bunch of us made an appointment to have a meal and get to know each other. It seemed nothing to make up for yesterday's shortcomings.
He finally agreed.
"In short, let me remind you again, Shao Nan, that is Shao Ji's friend, and I like him very much, and we may cooperate in the future. Pay a little more attention, and don't be late at noon again!"
"Know."
Daniel was half relieved after getting his assurance, so he told him where to eat, and then hung up the phone first.
…
Nan Ling hung up the phone, and drove back home.
He left in a hurry yesterday. He only took a few changes of clothes and forgot to take the laptop away. He didn’t take it when he needed to use it at night, which made him unable to deal with a lot of work yesterday.
Nan Ling had to go back early in the morning to get it.
Originally, this was just a small episode.
He took his laptop and left.
Who knew that as soon as he came back, he bumped into a visitor at home. The aunt who hadn't seen him for a long time pulled him enthusiastically, looked up and down, and turned to talk to his mother: "This is Nanling, right?"
"Yes." Mother Nan covered her mouth and smiled lightly, and she didn't forget to introduce to Nan Ling: "Nan Ling, this is your aunt."
Song Ya touched her nephew's arm, and praised: "In a blink of an eye, he has grown so big! I remember the last time I saw him, he was only this tall."
She gestured for the location, probably on the chest.
Mother Nan couldn't help squinting her eyes and said with a smile: "What you said was ten years ago."
Nan Ling was dragged by her, and while listening to the two of them chatting, he felt a terrible headache and his ears were buzzing.
He gently pushed his aunt's hand away, kept a gentleman's distance, and said to his mother: "Mom, I'm going up to get something."
Song Ya was a little embarrassed to be pushed away, she smiled, and couldn't say anything.
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