Arriving at the construction site in the east of the city, Yu Na had the person in charge of the project come over and first reported to Pei Si on the progress of the situation.

  The person in charge said: "A few days ago, there were a few nail households making trouble, but it has been resolved."

  Pei Si Cheng said to Yu Na: "Arrange for Zhang Jin from the headquarters to come over and follow up on the progress of this team, and report to me every day."

  Yu Na said: "Yes."

  "I'll go up and take a look now," Pei Si Cheng said to the person in charge, "Bring two safety helmets over."

  Song Yuqiao was just about to follow Yuna to the general manager's office to understand the situation, when Bae Su-jin directly put a safety helmet on her head.

  "Follow me."

  The safety helmet was a bit big, Song Yuqiao wore it on his head and covered his eyes a little, so he pulled it back and hung the Velcro strap under his chin.

  The construction site was filled with the sound of rumbling and drilling, and when they passed by the scaffolding, Pei Su gave Song Yuqiao a slight nudge, letting her walk on the outside, his arm brushing against her outer shoulder.

  In Song Yuqiao's eyes, such an action was too ambiguous. If it were to be photographed, it would not be good. She leaned back and tried to struggle free.

  Pei Si suddenly pulled her arm towards himself, and a large bag of sand poured down from behind him, just landing on the spot where Song Yuqiao had been standing.

  Song Yuqiao removed the safety helmet that blocked his line of sight, took away the hand that was placed on Pei Si's waist, and seemed to have been scalded: "Thank you."

  Pei Si withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened: "You're welcome."

  Not far away, the sound of cameras clicking had been completely drowned out by the rumble of concrete mixers.

  A face full of horizontal flesh blocked the camera, and the safety helmet was a bit small for his huge head. It was quite comical perched on top, and he chuckled to himself with glee.

  It's really not just a guess, this is a fact!

  This woman is indeed not simple for Pei Si Cheng!

  Yuan Pengfei personally followed this time and finally gained something. Now it's just a matter of waiting for the right moment to use some tactics to finalize the contract.

  ………………

  Bae Ho-young took out his small mobile phone after school in the evening and saw a message from his father.

  Huh?

  What is this thing?

  The little guy opened WeChat and saw a bowl of egg fried rice, his eyes widened in surprise, especially at the two words below: delicious!

  Bae Ho-young: “......”

  Qiao Qiao actually sneaked away to cook for his dad!

  Mu Xiaodong walked over from behind and lay down beside Pei Haoyu: "What are you looking at?"

  "Shut down your phone and put it in your backpack! Snooping on others' privacy! You're such an insolent kid!"

  Mù Xiǎo Dōng: *silence*

  As usual, it was Li Bei who came to school to pick up Bae Hwan-yu. Bae Hwan-yu twisted his small waist and climbed onto the back seat, then said to Li Bei: "Uncle Li! I want to eat fried rice!"

  Li Bei had also taken Pei Huai Yu to eat before, because children of this age are always picky, so he took him to a private restaurant that Pei Si Cheng acknowledged as a clean place.

  Bai Hangyu sat down on the chair and began to flip through a thick cookbook, from the first page to the last page. He kicked his short legs and put the cookbook down heavily: "Do you have fried rice here?!"

  The waiter said: "Yes, egg fried rice, squid fried rice, curry beef fried rice, curry chicken fried rice, which one do you want, little friend?"

  Bae Ho-young: “......”

  There's so much fried rice!

  "I'll have one of each!"

  "Can you finish it?"

  Bai Hangyu glared at him: "Mind your own business whether I can finish it or not. If I can't, I'll just pack it up."

  "......Alright."

  When the four servings of fried rice with different colors and flavors were placed in front of Bae Ho-young, he took out his phone, took a photo of each serving, and sent them to his dad. He put the phone on the table, waiting for his dad's response.

  Since I couldn't win in quality, then I'll win in quantity! Hmph, anyway he won.

  Two minutes passed and Pei Hangyu's mobile phone did not ring, but Li Bei's mobile phone rang.

  The call is from his own boss.

  Pei Hangyu opened a pair of shiny black eyes, rolling them around as he stared at Li Bei answering the phone, perking up his ears to listen to Li Bei's "uh-huh, oh, okay, I understand" words that completely couldn't be heard what the other person was saying, and shoveled another mouthful of egg fried rice into his mouth.

  Li Bei hung up the phone and smiled at Pei Haoyu: "Your dad just called me."

  Bai Haoyu slightly twisted his butt and pouted while eating a mouthful of stir-fried rice: "Huh, what's up?"

  Li Bei continued: "Since you've already eaten your fill, I won't take you to the ferry with Miss Song tonight to eat seafood. Let me send you back to the Pei family's large courtyard..."

  Bae Hwan-young spat out all his fried rice at once.

  He actually wants to go to the world of two people and throw him to his grandmother! No way! He suddenly jumped onto the chair and said, "Pack all these fried rice! I want to eat seafood!"