Chapter Seven, Uncle Song is very happy

"Small Mo, forbid to ask the personal privacy of others. " Su Evening Tone slightly accentuates, scold a way.

"What Calls Individual Privacy? " Su Xiao mo in eye is shining like, full face is the appearance of curious baby.

"They are all children, and I don't mind, " Song said, smoothing things over.

"Uncle, I like Kocho, I can let her do my girlfriend! " The words just fell, Su Xiaomin hit out again, toward Song Zhishu said.

"Su Xiaomin. " Su evening facial expression is overcast come down, a word calls the name of Su Xiaomin, almost gnash teeth.

"MUMMY! " Su Xiaomu does not understand so, a pair of big eyes is very muddleheaded.

"Small Mo, can not let others do his girlfriend casually. " Song Xiaodie red face said.

"But, I really like Kocho... " Su Xiaomin feels very aggrieved, a face all puckered up together, small eyebrows tight cu.

"Kocho, that you that? " Song Zhi Shu did not go to scold a child, on the contrary one face is gentle.

"I like ink, too, " Kocho said, his face flushed and his voice small.

"If you like each other, you have to take care of yourself, take care of each other, and help each other. It doesn't have to be a boyfriend or girlfriend, you know? " Said Song.

"I know. " Su Xiaomu's eyes lit up again and looked at Kocho's face, just like a puppy dog.

Seeing his son's failure, Su Wan almost helped him.

"Uncle Su, you can rest assured that I will take good care of Kocho. In the future, I will also call you uncle after Kocho. In this way, we will be a family later, " said Su, according to the TV series, and frankly.

"Be, hereafter we are a family. " Song Zhi Shu canthus tip of eyebrow dyes to smile an idea, take a few minutes to tease to see to Su Wan.

Su Evening in front of the Su Xiaomin really speechless, had to dry to Song Zhishu said: "Mr. Song, small Mo don't understand, you don't seriously. "

"The child says Mowgli. " Song Zhi Shu says, the look in permeate a few minutes warm Italy, that piece Junya does not look like the face, finally caught a few minutes of the world fireworks.

When Song zhi-shu left, it was already dark.

Su Evening One big one small to the door, "Mr. Song, be careful. "

"Hmmm. " Song Zhishu nodded and put Song Xiaodie into the car.

Wait until two people go far, Su evening called Su Xiaomin come over, "Su Xiaomin, later you do not allow you to talk nonsense, know this is very impolite. "

"But I feel uncle song is very happy. " Su Xiao Mo said, with some points of grievance.

"Uncle Song, is does not want to let you lose. " The Su evening says, sighed tone.

"Mummy, I can feel, in fact uncle song is also very like our family. " Su Xiaomin unconvinced said, pursed his small mouth.

"Even so, you also can not be impolite, know? " Su Evening softened down, touched the hair of SU small ink.

Song Zhishu's home, body small Kocho, blinking a pair of black stone-like eyes, "uncle, I like aunt Su, can often go to small mo home to play. "

"Of course can. " Song Zhi Shu took off gold wire glasses, a pair of eyes is full of soft light.

"Uncle, would you consider getting an aunt for Kocho, and Kocho would like to be like little Mo, someone to cook for Kocho, to tie up his hair... and to read a story before going to bed at night! " Kocho counted out the advantages of having an aunt, a pair of big eyes winking, clear.

Song Zhishu's eyes turned slightly, as if there was a gleam through his lips, and then with a thin smile said: "Kocho, what do you think of Aunt Suwan? "

"Uncle, if it is Suwan Aunty to do my little aunt, will little Mo also come to our house? " Song Xiaodie's face, there can not hide the happiness, the corners of the mouth up, eyes smiled into the crescent moon.

"Of course. " Song Zhishu Seldom See Song Xiaodie so happy appearance, it seems that this transfer is not only bad.

"That is too good, uncle you want to refuel, I hear small Mo say, there are a lot of people like Suwan Aunty! " Song Small Butterfly said without scruple, patted Song Zhishu's shoulder.

"Uncle, will certainly try hard. " Song Zhishu mouth corner of smile more and more deep, looking at present happy and dancing Kocho, extended hand to protect her.

"Be careful. " Song Zhishu is helpless again, again is to protect ground to say.

In the first session of Su Wan talk show, there are three plans for the invited guest program team. Apart from two old-timers in the entertainment circle, the other is "Song Zhishu" .

Kang Rong Financial CEO, the financial circle of the crocodile, the mysterious circle of the dragon see no end of the rich.

Looking at Song Zhishu curriculum vitae and his previous years of winning experience, Su evening just then know the original Song Zhishu background has so deep.

Legend has it that he single handedly transformed The Wrestler during the financial crisis.

Finally from an unknown trader, become a rising star in the financial world, did the position of Kang Rong CEO.

Of course, mention Song Zhishu, and behind him the mysterious rich family, Song Shi.

"Late evening, the program has drawn up this guest Song Zhishu, by you and Xiao Wang to contact. "

While Su was in a daze, a producer nearby had already given the results.

"Good. " Su Evening hears producer's words, just return to one's senses, hurriedly tidied up the material to follow up.

Sitting in her office, she hesitated looking at Xiao Wang, wondering whether she should tell someone who knew song Zhishu's personal contact information.

Xiao Wang has made several phone calls, all of which have been disconnected.

"sorry, if you are looking for our president, you need to make an appointment. " This is the front desk, the third time to use this sentence to send Xiao Wang.

"No, just change a guest, Zhao Jie, song total really can not contact. " Wang Cu eyebrow, put down the phone, face unhappy.

"Try again... ... Song Zhishu has far more influence and fame than anyone in the entertainment industry, not to mention he hasn't been seen in public, and our talk show asks the elite from all walks of life to keep creating new things,"Zhao Min said, you smell like a professional.

"Zhao Jie, or I try? " Su Evening Thought of this matter related to the future of the program, hesitantly half-ring, tentatively asked.

"You? " Zhao Min stared, incredulous.

"Well, May I? My son and his niece are in the same kindergarten, so we've met once or twice, " Su asked uncertainly, thinking of her own words.

"All right, you try it, " Zhao Min waved.

"uh-huh. " Sue nodded later.

She took out her phone, edited the message several times, and finally mustered up the courage to send it.