Chapter 26 Teasing Her

"Did you sleep with Tan Huairong??" He Anle lay on the table and asked quietly.

The shocked expression on her face made Song Yu's face turn red instantly.

Although there are still a few minutes until get out of class ends, the teacher has stopped teaching, so everyone is chatting about their own day.

Song Yu looked around guiltily, and when no one noticed them, he emphasized again with some embarrassment, "Watch your wording, it's not like sleeping!"

He Anle shook his head frequently, hating that iron could not make steel, "Do you know how many people want to sleep with me, but when you are good, you actually sleep until dawn, and you are wasting your natural resources."

"Then go to sleep." Song Yu was furious.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in that one."

Knowing that Song Yu was thin-skinned in this matter, He Anle stopped teasing her and turned to other topics until the classroom became quiet again.

The students looked at the blackboard and found that the teacher had written down this week's homework on it.

Investigate a product and write a statistical analysis paper on financial aspects.

"Is there any simpler homework for this class?" He Anle put on a mask of pain.

Because the teacher of this course is extremely strict about homework, 95% of the paper must be original.

Last time, she went online to learn from it, which resulted in her almost failing the exam because she didn't have enough marks.

Song Yu was also worried, "Forget it, just accept your fate."

It is due next Monday, which means there are still four days left, so we have to start preparations tonight.

But Song Yu is not very good at papers, which is why she has a headache.

The bell rang, and after the teacher left, the classroom was full of complaints.

He Anle was no longer in the mood to hang out, so he said goodbye to Song Yu and got into the He family's car to go home.

Tang Ming was still waiting for Song Yu at the same place. Seeing her slow manner, he couldn't help but drive over.

"Miss Song, get in the car."

Song Yu smiled awkwardly, opened the door and got in the car.

She was very reluctant in her heart. Countless reasons for refusing to take Tang Ming's car flashed through her mind just now.

Because she wanted to avoid unnecessary contact with Tan Huairong.

"Assistant Tang, why don't you arrange for a driver to pick me up? This will save you the trouble of coming here every day. How hard it is." Song Yu said understandingly.

Tang Ming shook his head, "It's okay. I'm used to driving for the president. This is a task assigned by the president, and I must do it well."

If she attends classes all day, the time when the last class ends is basically the time when Tan gets off work.

Assistant Tang came to pick him up, so would it be possible to drive back by himself when talking about ghosts?

Tang Ming has been working hard in the workplace for many years, and he quickly saw the hesitation in Song Yu's heart, "Ms. Song, there are other drivers who will drive for me, so don't worry."

Hey, she's not worried.

Song Yu pursed his lips and hummed, closing his eyes to rest.

After returning to the apartment, she had no time to think about anything else. Just a paper was enough to make her bald.

She was so busy that she forgot the time for dinner. It was when Zhang's mother knocked on the door and asked, that she remembered that she had not eaten for several hours.

"It's okay, Zhang Ma, please leave a separate portion for me. If I'm hungry at night, I can heat it up."

Song Yu shouted through the door.

"OK."

Zhang Ma agreed and went downstairs to clean up the kitchen waste left while cooking.

Tan Huairong was eating his meal slowly. Seeing that Song Yu didn't come down, he asked casually.

"She won't come down to eat?"

Zhang Ma turned around and replied, "Miss Song said she would eat when she was hungry. She must be busy."

Busy?

I'm afraid she didn't want to see him. He didn't mind what happened in the morning, so this little woman hid first.

Tan Huairong had a cold face and returned to the room after eating.

What he didn't know was that in the next room, Song Yu almost scratched his scalp.

Before writing the paper, she had to do product research, but she didn’t know what product to choose.

It took her several hours to decide on Huahe's multifunctional rice cooker.

Huahe is a brand that has always made household appliances, and this multifunctional rice cooker has become very popular recently.

Basically, all major platform software has its advertisements, and many Internet celebrity bloggers also recommend it.

The more popular the product, the easier it will be to find information.

But Song Yu overestimated himself. Unexpectedly, after searching for information, he actually collected hundreds of pages.

Help!

"How is your paper going?" Song Yu was tired, so he picked up his cell phone and sent a voice message to the group of three people.

He Anle replied almost instantly, "I'm in ruins."

"What thesis, games are the most important." Ji Xifeng said next.

He didn't even go to class during the day and just asked for leave.

Now a paper suddenly came to him, and he was a little older than me, so he just threw it away.

"I believe that you two old men want to involve me again!" Song Yu ruthlessly mocked.

Because she had learned from the past, she would not simply believe it like a fool.

"Oh, don't be in a hurry, there are still four days left. I really can't afford to spend money to find someone to write one by then."

Ji Xifeng's voice sounded nonchalant.

He Anle also agreed with his point of view, and the two of them passionately discussed how to pay people to write for themselves.

Song Yu simply threw the phone aside. It seemed that he could no longer rely on these two people to provide him with ideas.

With the title of being a good student for many years, she will complete this assignment independently.

I just worked hard all night and compiled some preliminary information.

Song Yu was so hungry that he opened the door and was about to go to the kitchen to find something to eat. He happened to bump into Tan Huairong in the kitchen making coffee in front of the coffee machine.

"Drinking coffee so late?" she asked subconsciously.

But as soon as she said those words, she immediately regretted it. Wasn't this just looking for trouble?

Tan Huairong hummed and said nothing further.

Song Yu was a little embarrassed, so she went around him to look in the refrigerator and found the meal Zhang's mother left for her at night.

It only takes three minutes to heat rice in the microwave, but Song Yu feels it is longer than thirty minutes.

The key is that this ghost doesn't need to sleep and drink coffee at night. He also drinks freshly ground coffee and stays in the kitchen for a long time.

Anyone who works as his secretary will be tortured to death.

Coffee machine... Huahe?

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the logo on the coffee machine, and Song Yu happily went up to it.

"Our family also bought electrical appliances from Huahe?"

This was the first time she noticed this coffee machine in so many days.

Huahe's main products are intelligent and multi-functional products, which are deeply loved by young netizens. Since the prices are mid-to-high-end, most of the consumers are white-collar workers.

I didn't expect that Mr. Tan would also use this brand.

She thought that for such a "high-end" CEO, his home used more niche luxury brands.

Tan Huairong looked at Song Yu as if he were a fool, and hummed again.

Song Yu raised his head and looked at him, curling his lips, "What's that look in your eyes? I just didn't notice it before. Why do you want to buy Huahe's brand?"

"I am going to write a paper recently and need to refer to this brand. Just tell me."

After so many days, she had become somewhat immune to Tan Huairong's dislike, so she didn't care much about it, but said something else with a smile.

Tan Huairong looked inexplicable when he heard this, and raised his thin lips, "They gave it to me as a gift."

So this little woman doesn't know that Huahe is a brand founded by Tan's two years ago.

"Send you a coffee machine?" Song Yu's mouth was open and his eyes were full of disbelief.

A coffee machine as a gift to the president of Tangtang Tan Group?

It's not that she dislikes it, she just thinks that a super arrogant man like Tan Wraith would accept a coffee machine?

Tan Huairong did not comment on her surprise and said calmly: "There are many more. Many electrical appliances in the house are from Huahe, but the signs are not obvious and you may not notice them."

"I'll go, this treatment is too good. If you are the president and someone gives you this and that, then you don't have to buy anything. Oh yes, you don't need anything."

Song Yu sighed and suddenly became a little envious.

She just said, how could it be possible to only send a coffee machine.

This is probably the winner in life.

Not to mention that my father is the chairman of the Tan Group, the Tan family's old house alone is worth a lot of money, and there are people rushing to give it gifts.

As the saying goes, all roads lead to Rome, but people who were born in Rome are enviable.

"Hua He also belongs to the Tan family."

Tan Huairong explained.

He couldn't bear to deceive this little woman, and suddenly felt that her innocent look was a bit silly.

Song Yu's smile was awkward, and her face fell instantly.

"You have something wrong with talking about ghosts? Then why didn't you talk about it in the first place? You have to tease me to make it fun, right?"

Interesting indeed.

Tan Huairong raised the corners of his lips and said innocently, "You didn't ask."

Song Yu took a deep breath and resisted the urge to punch him to death.

"ill."

She uttered two words silently, then turned around to get the already heated meal. She didn't plan to eat it in the kitchen because she didn't want to see someone's face.

You can’t associate talking about ghosts with good people!

No wonder I suddenly had time to tell her this, just to tease cats and dogs.

Bah, bah, bah, she is not!

Song Yu glared at Tan Huairong resentfully, "Get out of the way, I'm going up."

Tan Huairong ignored it, picked up the brewed coffee, and took the lead back to his room on his long legs.

Song Yu snorted coldly, returned to the room with the meal, and slammed the door. As soon as he picked up his phone and was about to complain to He Anle, he saw the message posted in the class group group.

He actually had to go to a physical store to inspect it, claiming that it would be much better for the authenticity of the paper.

Then didn't she just go to the mall to check out Huahe's physical store?

In other words, isn’t that a shop that talks about ghosts?

After eating, Song Yu struggled for a long time, and was afraid that Tan Huairong would get up early to go to work tomorrow morning, and she would definitely not be able to see anyone by then.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally came to the door of his room, took a deep breath, and knocked twice.

No one responded.

Could it be that he fell asleep?

Song Yu frowned, it shouldn't be, it's unscientific to be able to fall asleep now with the coffee he just drank.

She raised her hand and planned to knock a few more times, but felt it was inappropriate. After thinking about it, she might as well listen to see if there was any sound inside.

If there is a sound, it means you are not asleep yet, if there is no sound, you are asleep.

Song Yu changed positions several times before finding the best eavesdropping angle.

When I was still wondering if this would be bad, the door suddenly opened.

Her feet were unsteady and she fell forward.

"ah--"

Unexpectedly, it didn't hit the floor, but the man's hard chest.

"You just fell asleep in the morning, and you can't wait to throw yourself into my arms at night?"

"You can pull me down. I'm not interested in your bad figure. I'm just looking for something to do with you. I just didn't stand firm on my feet."

Song Yu quickly stood up, his cheeks flushed, and he said aggressively.