I, social fear, addicted to stickers [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 4

Song Tang's hands were shaking as he went to grab the tie and coat.

Yes, Actor Fang is not clingy at all, and the frank appearance of saying that is really sensible, but!He really couldn't agree to this proposal.

Take someone back to the apartment?No, no, no, Liang Yingjin was already very reluctant, and he still only went to the living room.

But when he brought Fang Hening back, he definitely couldn't post stickers in the living room, no matter how comfortable the sofa is, it couldn't be as comfortable as a bed.

There are two rooms in the apartment, one bedroom and one study room. It is absolutely, absolutely impossible for him to let another person into the bedroom besides him!

He was facing the bed sideways, his heart was in a mess, thinking about how to refuse would be more appropriate, Fang Hening suddenly approached, he was startled, took a step back and hit the table directly, the coat that had just been put on his arm was scared off up.

Fang Hening took a quick step to support and shake the vase that was about to fall a few times, and this step shortened the distance between him and Song Tang to more than ten centimeters—just trapped him between his body and the table.

Looking at the bewilderment in the other party's eyes and the instantly reddened ears, he asked calmly, "Mr. Song, the agreement is for one year. If there is no accident, we will meet more than 180 times. You are really sure that you will not be photographed by a good person." arrive?"

too close.Song Tang couldn't hold back and leaned back, but there was no way to retreat, looking into Fang Hening's eyes, the darkness was so deep that it seemed to suck his whole body in.

He avoided his eyes, "I'm not afraid of others knowing, I just don't want to be too high-profile, what you said makes sense, but..."

Fang Hening lowered his eyes, saw Song Tang's twitching eyelashes, and gave the last reason, "If I'm right, you don't like hotels."

Song Tang was startled, closed his eyes, and had to admire the other party's insight.

People who can get along in the circle, no matter how low-key they are, they have to be social bulls. Fang Hening's emotional intelligence is more than one step higher than his, and the ability to perceive words and emotions is definitely not lacking.

He really didn't like the environment of the hotel, no matter how well decorated it was, it was still just a hotel, not the same as being in his own home.

Not comfortable enough, and less secure.

Fang Hening took a step back in a timely manner, picked up Song Tang's coat and tie and handed them over, "I don't want to become a trending topic because of this matter, and you don't want to either. Then, Mr. Song, do you have a better choice?"

Song Tang took the clothes slowly, took a step to the side, adjusted his mood with 2 minutes of silence, and quickly considered the countermeasures.

He turned his voice cold, then lowered it deliberately, trying to redeem his gaffe just now, the patron must hold back his arrogance, but he can't be led by the nose, "Yes, do as you say, let me emphasize that every now and then See you, don't miss the appointment if there are no special circumstances. In addition, I am very satisfied with you, you think about it, what do you want. "

Fang Hening turned around and leaned against the table, and answered. After Song Tang left, he crossed his arms, tapped his fingers lightly, and there was a trace of searching in his eyes. This Song Tang is very interesting.

But it's so interesting.

He was obviously 1.8 meters tall, but when he looked at it, he felt that the other party was like a cub protecting himself with its teeth and claws. At first glance, it was very bluffing, but in fact it had no deterrent effect in front of him.

Those harsh sneers and strength may all be a cover-up.

Quite cute.

Song Tang returned to his small apartment, generally in a good mood. Bringing Fang Hening back, the living room is impossible, and the bedroom is even more impossible, but the study can be slightly remodeled, and it will definitely be better to be in an environment he is familiar with.

He had checked before that Fang Hening had a clean background, had never messed around, had a good personality, and had no background, otherwise he would not have dared to bring home someone he had only met twice.

He is in a good mood, and he is also thinking about cooking. He fried the steak and mixed the pasta. It was too early and he didn't make the soup by himself.

After tidying up the kitchen and lying on the bed after washing, it was already 11:30. Song Tang hugged the lop-eared rabbit that looked like Fluffy, and sighed contentedly.

His social fear was not born with him. After his parents passed away, his uncle and aunt were considerate to him on the surface, but in fact, except for PUA, he was PUA all day long, and his cousin always led his peers to exclude him.

Gradually, he was unwilling to have more contact with people, but it didn't matter, he could enjoy himself by himself.

Life has to go on, and you have to look forward when you live. It doesn't make any sense to live a bad life. It doesn't depend on others, but on yourself.

His parents left him with few memories, and this is the most important thing they taught him.

In order to reduce contact with people, he moved out to live by himself when he was an adult, cooked his own meals, and chose those who could deliver without contact. In addition, he would like to thank the well-developed online shopping and express delivery industry for helping him solve most of the problems.

After living alone for a few years, gradually honed life skills.

Not to mention that there are no dead ends in 360-degree life, he can easily handle most things, including but not limited to cooking, cleaning, flower arrangement and so on.

Later, he joined the company after graduating from university and became the president—his uncle and aunt were very good at making superficial appearances, and they didn't take the company away openly, they just wanted to empty him.

He didn't want to be a puppet, caught the mistakes of the other party, cultivated his own manpower, and wanted to get back what belonged to his family, but he didn't expect that his uncle would kill him.

How could he be willing to die in a car accident? He cherished this opportunity very much to be able to pass through a book and come back from the dead.

He doesn't care if it's a book, and he has to live seriously no matter where he is. His unrealized ambition still has a chance now, and he wants to take the company to the next level.

In this way, he had to face his half-brother Song Tao.

Thinking of meeting again tomorrow morning, Song Tang closed his eyes and went to sleep. No matter how much he thought about it, it was useless. He really couldn't see what was wrong with Song Tao right now.

Just finished posting with Fang Hening, Song Tang is in good condition, hurry up to meet Song Tao, the other party is still motivated and obedient, anyone who reads it will praise him as full of vigor.

But he couldn't cope with such an enthusiastic personality, and after handing over a small project to the other party, he sent him out.

Afterwards, he opened the locked drawer and took out a small panda doll from the inside. He squeezed it again and again, with a cold expression, no one could guess what he was holding in his hand.

The two of them didn't mention the matter between the previous generation just now.

The illegitimate child also enjoys the right of inheritance, and he has no way to deny this. The 10% equity in Song Tao's hand is the best explanation.

Even though the original owner's parents had been divorced for many years and never married Song Tao's mother, this still did not affect the other party's legal rights.

Song Tao can't avoid it, but when it comes to attacking Fang Xuan, the protagonist, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to get closer and doesn't offend Song Tao, the other party has no reason to target him. It's relatively safe. Of course, it depends on the relationship between him and Song Tao. relation.

After all, the relationship with Song Tao needs to be decent, not to say how good it is, but it's better not to be an enemy.

He didn't want to see the power of the pillow wind at all.

Thinking of this, he felt a little emotional, well, the same surname is Fang, and actor Fang has a very good temperament, not like President Fang, the rumored dragon who can kill people with his eyes. Speaking of which, he is very lucky.

This Saturday, he finished his work in the afternoon and took a day off on the weekend. He happened to decorate the study room and went to pick up Fang Hening in the evening to check out the door.

It's just that early in the morning on the weekend, just as he was about to have breakfast, the doorbell rang. He put down his plate, feeling a little puzzled, and didn't really want to open the door. As far as social fear is concerned, someone's sudden visit made him anxious.

He didn't buy anything, is that a property?

He frowned slightly, and looked through the cat's eyes, there was a cool little handsome guy standing outside, looking neat and easy to get along with.

He put his hand on the doorknob and asked, "Hello, who is there?"

"Morning, my name is Qiao Yang, and I live next door to you. I've been busy with work during this time, and just finished, I heard that a new neighbor has moved in, so I'll come and visit you."

Seeing the open door next door and the fruit in the man's raised hand, Song Tang hesitated, opened the door, and didn't know how to face the neighbor who expressed his kindness, so he said stiffly: "Thank you ,You're welcome."

Qiao Yang doesn't mind the strangeness of his new neighbors, he has all kinds of hobbies himself.

He passed the fruit over, smelled the aroma of the food, and his eyes lit up immediately, "Isn't this smell like takeaway? Are you cooking for yourself?"

Song Tang took the fruit, paused, and continued, "Well, have you had breakfast? I've done a lot."

He just picked up someone's fruit, and he was really embarrassed to drive people out in this situation. He used to avoid neighbors.

But with a new identity and a new beginning, the other party first expressed goodwill, maybe he can try it, he still wants to make friends, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors.

Qiao Yang nodded, "Then thank you in advance!"

Song Tang stepped aside to open the door and watched Qiao Yang change his shoes and enter the door. He was still a little embarrassed. He didn't accept people he knew well.

But Qiao Yang was much better than Song Tao, and he was not overly enthusiastic, and he was a natural acquaintance, which made him heave a sigh of relief.

It was rare to have a lively meal, and Song Tang felt embarrassed when he heard Qiao Yang's compliments one after another.

After drinking the last sip of soy milk, Qiao Yang leaned on the edge of the table contentedly, raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "I take out food all day long, and the kitchen is going to be dusty, how about I bring the ingredients to eat when it's convenient for you? "

It's not good, Song Tang refused in his heart, trying to maintain a calm face, "Let's talk about it next time, I'm usually very busy with work."

Qiao Yang shrugged, glanced at the magazines on the small coffee table in the living room at the back, and asked, "Are you also a fan of Fang Hening? I have all kinds of magazines that have his reports. I have been a fan of him for several years. The movies and dramas he acted in I've seen them all."

Song Tang followed Qiao Yang's line of sight and turned his head to look at him. After realizing it, he felt a little more relaxed, "No, but I admire him very much."

"Well, whether you like him or not, you have to admit that his acting skills are really good, and he doesn't appear in variety shows, he doesn't accept endorsements, he doesn't even have a lace scandal, and he doesn't mess around at all. Where can I find such an actor now? I have met him twice before, he has a good temperament and is easy-going, but he is too low-key, many fans want him to show up more, but he is still the same as before, but this is also one of the reasons for his good reputation."

Song Tang thought it was right, and Fang Hening's low profile was a good thing for him.

The two chatted for a while, and he refused Qiao Yang's help to clean up together. The first thing he did after sending him out was to put away those magazines, so that Fang Hening wouldn't see them.

After cleaning up the house, especially the guest bedroom converted from the study, he set off to pick up people after dinner.

He was satisfied with Fang Hening, so he was naturally willing to take care of him more and make a trip by himself.

It's just that he didn't expect that there was a third person present when he saw Fang Hening.

Yang Qing bowed slightly, and greeted politely, "Mr. Song, this is the first time we meet. I am Mr. Fang's assistant. I will have a lot of contacts in the future, please take care of me."

While Song Tang breathed a sigh of relief, he was a little thankful that he didn't shake hands with him, and Yang Qing said so, Fang Hening should have said everything, just right, there is no need for him to say anything.

After saying a few words, after being added as a friend, Song Tang signaled Fang Hening to sit in the back, but after he had fastened his seat belt, the other party was still standing outside the car—to be exact, standing outside the passenger door .

Fang Hening knocked on the car window, quite patiently, not in a hurry.

After confirming that Fang Hening didn't mean to sit directly in the back row, Song Tang lowered the passenger window, "Not getting in the car yet? Is it not enough face to pick you up? Do you still want to get in the car?"

Fang Hening smiled, listening to Song Tang's indifferent tone of command, he seemed a little innocent and helpless.

He bent down and leaned against the car window frame, and said, "Is that the one in the back that I can sit in? If I really sit in the back, doesn't it look like Mr. Song is my driver? The relationship will be messed up."

Song Tang looked at Fang Hening, who was very serious, and the assistant Yang Qing, who was behind the other party with a serious face, but was actually holding back his smile. His right eyelid twitched twice, so sensible.