Xia Yuchen didn''t think so much, "this bad, bad uncle, no, isn''t he rich? Wear a mask all day. It''s mysterious. "


    "No, I don''t think he''s as simple as he looks. It should be more than just having money. "


    Xia shiting replied.


    Xia Yuchen asked, "how do you want to investigate?"


    Xia shiting said, "Xiaochen, can you find a way to take off his mask? See his face? "


    There is very little information about thunder group on the Internet. If you want to find something, it is difficult.


    But the bad uncle has been covering his face with a mask, there are only two possibilities: first, there are scars on his face, and he doesn''t want to be seen. 2、 He simply didn''t want people to see his face and be found out his true face.


    After thinking for a while, the little guy nodded his head: "well, I''ll try my best."


    The staff of the company walking back and forth saw a strange scene.


    They saw Xia Yuchen talking and seemed to be talking to others, but there was no one around him.


    Such a scene frightened many people.


    Xia Yuchen soon slipped back to the office.


    He walked carefully to Leng Jiting''s side, looked at the tall man sitting in the chair, and looked at his small stature. He couldn''t help but be stunned.


    The height difference between them is too much. If he touches it, he won''t touch the mask on the bad uncle''s face, let alone take it off.


    "Why are you here?" Leng Jiting looked at Xia Yuchen who turned back and asked.


    Xia Yuchen''s eyes turned around smartly, like thinking of something. Only then did he raise his head with a smile.


    "Uncle, hold, hold."


    With that, he lovably opened his small arm and looked like Leng Jiting.


    Leng Jiting looked suspiciously at the little guy who suddenly approached him, with a bit of doubt in his eyes.


    His big hand pushed directly on the little guy''s head and pushed him aside.


    "Hold what? What''s your idea?"


    Xia Yuchen was wronged and threw his mouth. His raised arms were never put down and raised high all the time.


    If he doesn''t hug, he feels like he won''t stop.


    "No matter, uncle, uncle, hug, hug."


    Leng Jiting half narrowed his cold eyes and couldn''t resist the little guy''s entanglement. Then he stretched out his hand, picked up the little guy directly and put him on his leg.


    His hand gently scraped on Xia Yuchen''s nose: "little thing, don''t you absolutely not accept me? Why, now, I have to hold it. "


    Xia Yuchen didn''t answer him, but kept lowering his head.


    During this period, his eyes kept turning, as if he was preparing for something.


    Target lock: mask!


    He seriously nodded his head, and then suddenly his whole body stretched out upward. His small hand was also quick and accurate, and quickly grabbed the silver mask on Leng Jiting''s face.


    "I do, want, want to see, bad uncle, you, your true face!"


    His little hand was getting closer and closer to the mysterious silver mask on Leng Jiting''s face. The imitation Bergamot had to be pasted on Leng Jiting''s face.


    Xia Yuchen''s eyes suddenly widened, almost a little! Almost!


    His little hand was only one centimeter away from the silver mask in front of him.


    The next second, suddenly, Leng Jiting fell back, and successfully opened the distance from Xia Yuchen''s hand.


    Once the distance was opened, Leng Jiting''s big hand grabbed Xia Yuchen''s small hand and clamped his small hand tightly in the palm.


    He half narrowed his eyes and seemed to be asking, "what do you want to do? Little thing. "


    Xia Yuchen not only failed, but was caught, and the whole person was stunned.


    His eyes rolled lovably. At the critical moment, he had to pretend to be stupid.


    He suddenly raised an index finger, and then his finger wandered around in the air for several times.


    "Ah, bad uncle, I, I just saw, saw, on your face, there is, there is a fly. I want to help you catch that fly. "


    Leng Jiting glanced at the quiet and comfortable office. It was cleaned very clean. Not only that, but also there was no dirt, not to mention flies, not even a mosquito.


    "This is the tallest building. Can flies fly up?"


    The little guy had a meal, and the smile on his face was a little far fetched: "that, that may, may be, mutant flies."


    His eyes were shining, and then he continued to open his two fleshy hands and grabbed forward desperately. This time, he no longer covered the target, but locked the target, which is the mask.


    "Bad uncle, you, you see, the fly is coming again! No, don''t be afraid. I''ll help you, fight, fight down! "


    With that, he threw himself into Leng Jiting''s arms, and his small hand grabbed directly at the mask on his face.


    But Leng Jiting had already been on guard. He easily avoided the little hand caught by Xia Yuchen.


    Then he took the little guy down and put him down on the ground.


    "Well, stop it. I have something else to do. I won''t play with you. Go out. "


    Xia Yuchen blinked his eyes, and his small hand tightly grasped the corner of Leng Jiting''s clothes.


    "Bad, uncle, why, why are you wearing a mask? Is it because you are long and ugly? "


    Leng Jiting didn''t answer his question, but calmly looked at the little guy in front of him.


    The little guy raised his head high and said, "bad uncle, if you are ugly, you can''t be with my mommy. My mommy can only match the most handsome and handsome man. "


    "Then you say, who is the most handsome man?"


    Leng Jiting seemed to be interested, bent down and asked.


    Almost without thinking, the little guy blurted out: "that, that''s still, you still need to say? The most, the most handsome man, when, of course, is his uncle (Leng Jiting). "


    "Bad uncle, I''ll tell you. You, you can''t compare with uncle, uncle. So, you, you, you still, early, die, this, heart. "


    Hearing this, Leng Jiting felt better.


    His big hand fell on Xia Yuchen''s head and then rubbed it gently.


    "That''s not necessarily."


    The little guy who walked out of the office lowered his head and then hugged his little head.


    "Xiao Ting, I''m sorry, I failed. No, I didn''t see bad, uncle''s face. "


    Xia shiting: "it doesn''t matter. It''s still a long time. Let''s take our time."


    On the other side, Xia chunian found Leng Lingfeng and handed him the check in his hand.


    "Here is a check for $1.5 billion."