Chapter 2016 Don’t You Feel Embarrassed?

What Ou Yihan meant was that Wen Jin himself would stay away from vixens like Jin Fengjiao.

Jin Fengjiao failed to sow discord, but was ridiculed instead, and hung up the phone angrily.

Seeing that the call was hung up, Ou Yihan snorted coldly.

After hesitating, he dialed Wen Jin's number again.

**

Mohist family.

Wen Jin was playing in the living room with several children when his cell phone rang.

"Second uncle, did your girlfriend call you?"

Momo looked at the ringing cell phone in Wen Jin's pocket and asked curiously.

The corner of Wen Jin's mouth twitched, "Momo, who told you that I have a girlfriend."

Momo chuckled and pointed at Zi Yi next to him, "Zi Yi told us that my second uncle has a girlfriend."

Zi Yi was squatting in front of the coffee table, imitating the protagonist on TV, concentrating on folding roses, and did not hear Mo Mo's words.

Qingqing stood beside him, looking at him with admiration.

"Qingqing, the roses are folded, do you want them?"

Zi Yi folded the rose, held it up in front of Qing Qing, and asked with a smile.

Qingqing's eyes were shining with bright joy. She reached out to take the rose in Ziyi's hand and shouted happily, "Brother, I want it."

"Does it look good?"

"nice."

Qingqing was not very good at speaking two words, but her eyes that could speak expressed her happiness vividly.

"Brother, can you fold another one for you?"

"good."

"Which one is better, brother or rose?"

Zi Yi teased Qing Qing like a little adult. He especially liked to see Qing Qing's happy face, smiling so hard that his eyes narrowed.

"elder brother."

Watching the interaction between Zi Yi and Qing Qing, Wen Jin deeply felt that when Zi Yi grew up, he would definitely be a master at flirting with girls.

Green is better than blue, that's what it means.

He smiled, pressed the answer button, and his gentle voice escaped his thin lips.

"Wen Jin, are you free tonight?"

The voice that came over the phone was Ou Yihan's. Thinking of letting others go at noon, Wen Jin replied apologetically, "I'm at Ranran's house now, and I'm going to have dinner with a few of my children tonight."

Ou Yihan heard that he was going to have dinner with several children and heard a child's voice on the phone, so he didn't ask him out again.

"Zi Yi, my second uncle wants to discuss something with you."

After Wen Jin finished talking on the phone, Zi Yi's second rose was already folded. The first time he folded it, he learned how to fold it from the host. This time, he folded it out skillfully without even looking at the host. rose.

He raised his handsome face and looked at Wen Jin, "Second uncle, what are we discussing?"

"I heard that you were a little bully in school and no one dared to mess with you. I wonder if you would be scared when you meet children older than you."

Zi Yi frowned, he understood, his second uncle looked down on him.

He gave his second uncle a contemptuous look and said disapprovingly, "Second uncle, were you still afraid of children older than you when you were a child?"

"..."

Wen Jin was choked by Zi Yi and laughed dumbly, "Second uncle is asking you now."

Zi Yi pouted and said, "Why should I be afraid? I'm not afraid."

"Since you are not afraid, I will introduce you to a boy who is a few years older than you tomorrow. If you can make him be obedient to you, my second uncle will believe you."

"What's the reward?"

Ziyi doesn’t do anything without reward.

Wen Jin was not stingy, "If you can do it, just ask for any conditions."

"real?"

Zi Yi's eyes lit up, this is good, he should think about it carefully.

Wen Jin smiled and nodded, looking into his eyes full of wisdom, "Of course it's true. When did my second uncle lie to you?"

**

The next morning, Wen Jin went to Jingxiao Tea House to pick up Zhang Minghui to go to the pharmaceutical factory as scheduled.

Zhang Minghui was very excited because he could earn money to support himself from today on. He got up at dawn and finished today's homework.

"You're not allowed to be disobedient when you get to the pharmaceutical factory, you know?"

Before leaving the house, Jing Xiaocha said worriedly.

Zhang Minghui was impatient, but still nodded in agreement.

"Uncle Wen, what work do I need to do?"

Zhang Minghui was brought to the office by Wen Jin and asked with a confused look on his face.

"No rush, just sit on the sofa and wait."

Wen Jin said nothing, walked behind the desk, sat down, and turned on the computer.

Zhang Minghui is really a little clever. Wen Jin asked him to wait. He was not idle, but pretended to study with a book.

I thought to myself that Wen Jin would not abuse child labor.

After all, he is also Jing Xiaocha's nephew, and Wen Jin is friends with his aunt Jing Xiaocha.

A few minutes later, the office door was pushed open, and a crisp voice sounded at the door, "Second uncle."

Of course the owner of the voice was Zi Yi, but he was not alone. He was holding Qing Qing beside him.

His beautiful eyes glanced at Zhang Minghui who was sitting on the sofa. Zi Yi curled up his lips and led Qing Qing into the office. "Second uncle, is he the one you said you introduced me to?"

Zi Yi just glanced at Zhang Minghui and then curled his lips.

He thought that the second uncle had found such a powerful person, but it turned out to be such a child. Seeing him pretending to be holding a book, he clearly didn't read it seriously, so he must be a bad boy who doesn't learn well.

Wen Jin looked at Zi Yi walking over with a smile, nodded and said, "Yes, that's him."

After saying that, Wen Jin came out from behind the desk and said, "I'm going to have a meeting. You greet him first and find something for him to do later. He's here to work."

After leaving these words, Wen Jin left the office.

I am not worried that Zi Yi will suffer a loss at all.

"May I have your name?"

Zi Yi took Qing Qing's hand and came to the sofa. After holding Qing Qing on the sofa, he sat down next to her and asked casually.

From the moment Zi Yi and Qing Qing came in, Zhang Minghui was very curious about this boy who looked as handsome as the person in the painting.

He has never seen a boy as handsome and beautiful as him.

In addition to being good-looking, he also had an attractive temperament that made Zhang Minghui feel inferior to him for no reason.

"My name is Zhang Minghui, what's your name?" Although Zhang Minghui didn't like Mo Ziyi's arrogant look, he couldn't afford to offend him when he thought he called him Uncle Wen Jin and was a relative of Wen Jin.

Still answered his question.

Zi Yi didn't seem to hear Zhang Minghui's rhetorical question. He lowered his head and asked Qing Qing beside him, "Qing Qing, do you think it's my brother who is better-looking, or that person?"

"elder brother."

Qingqing looked at Ziyi with crooked eyes.

She doesn't know what good-looking means, but she thinks her brother is the best.

Zhang Minghui's expression changed, he was very dissatisfied with Zi Yi's ignorance, and he tightened his grip on the book.

Zi Yi sneered, "My second uncle has left, so you don't have to pretend to read. I heard that you are over eight years old and you are still reading first-grade books. Don't you think it's embarrassing?"

"..."

Zhang Minghui looked at the book in his hand, then at Zi Yi, whose face was filled with ridicule and disdain, and instantly blushed.