How Did I Become a God

Jing Gao's hometown is in Haizhou City, Sujiang Province, and he lives in the old community at No. 11 Yanhe Road.

At around 7 o'clock in the evening on Monday, April 18, Jing Dad and Jing’s mother received a call from Jing Gao while they were eating dinner.

The mother is worried about the child traveling thousands of miles.

As soon as Dad Jing answered the phone, Mom Jing came over to ask. Dad Jing turned on his mobile phone and put it on the dinner table. Jing Gao's voice happened to be heard.

"Dad, have you eaten yet?"

"I was eating with your mother. Xiao Gao, why did you call back on Monday, what happened?"

When parents receive a phone call from their son, their first reaction is always to help them. Feelings are sincere and simple.

In the capital, Jing is high on the balcony, watching the night view of Wanjia's lights, there seems to be a trace of warmth in the electricity.

So the hometown is always rooted!

There are parents there, there are memories of childhood that will never be forgotten!

"Well, it's something. Mom and Dad, I just quit my job, and now I start a business with a friend..."

Jing Gao dealt with the "cross-examination" of his parents sentence by sentence. He was alone in Beijing for nine years. He had changed jobs before and did not specifically inform his parents for fear that they would be worried. I only say it after my work has stabilized.

Thanks to the "operations" in the past, his parents believe that he has a stable job now and earns a lot of money. They accept him to transfer 2,000 to the family.

After hanging up the phone, Jing Gao looked back at the quartz wall clock in the living room. It was about eight twenty. Talkers often don't realize that time flies by, Shi Zun suspects Jing Gaoshan to compile new words.

Jing Gao exhaled gently. Anyway, I finally let my parents accept him to transfer some money back to subsidize the family.

He had planned to go home on May Day. Now we have to wait. Let his "start-up company" performance ferment, and then go back to change the living conditions at home. From time to time, he beats the side drum at home.

In fact, the cousin who studied at Beijing Polytechnic is a good "witness." Just now, my mother told him to have time to see his cousin.

But his cousin doesn't really see him much. One is the universities of 211 and 985. One is the second college. This comes from Xueba's contempt for learning scum, from the bottom of his heart, without any impurities.

Jing Gao thought for a while, and routinely sent a WeChat message to his cousin, and then went down to throw out the trash.

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On the night of eight or nine o'clock, the night life in Beijing has not even begun. The residential area of ​​Vanke Economic and Trade Mansion was quite quiet.

The bright moon hangs high, the moon blooms like water.

After Jing Gao left the trash at the entrance of the corridor, he just met the old man in the same building. He said hello and took the elevator upstairs together, "Hello, old man."

The old man was wearing a Tang suit, cloth shoes, glasses, and leaning on a cane. He was very stylish. Intellectuals!

Next to him was a beautiful woman in a cheongsam with a pink and white background. Can't tell the age. With a graceful and graceful retro hairstyle of the Republic of China, the curvy is graceful and graceful, with an intellectual charm of elegance and tranquility.

"Look, how polite the young man is now." The old man smiled and said to the beautiful woman beside him, and then introduced to Jing Gao: "This is a clumsy Jing."

I go.

Jing Gao didn't know how to complain. This quiet and elegant beautiful woman will not be more than forty years old at most. And his neighbor is afraid that he will be at least sixty years old. How did you drive this car?

There should be the singing of the Lich King "One Plum Cut" here.

Thinking about it in his heart, Jing Gao's qi training is still a little bit, smiling and nodding to the beautiful woman with outstanding appearance, "Hello."

The beautiful woman nodded politely.

Go to the 20th floor and say goodbye at the elevator entrance. Jing Gao closed the door and went to the study to read and write a diary.

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In the early morning, the sun fell on the bushes in the community, and the birds and flowers were scented. The shadows between the floors still carry a bit of coolness.

Jing Gao exercised on the treadmill at home for half an hour and took a shower. Xiaohe has bought breakfast from the Canteen of the World Trade Center.

Congee, milk, eggs, a serving of fried dough sticks, soup dumplings.

Jing Gao was sitting in the spacious dining room eating breakfast, and Xiaohe, who had some pimples on his face, reported the situation.

"Ms. Jing, Caesar Binney’s gramophone Qiao has been bought. There are also many classic vinyl discs. The TV in the living room has been replaced with Xiaomi TV. After the registration is completed, you can choose the video program you want to watch.

In addition, the PS game consoles, drawing boards, paints, etc. you want have all arrived. Auntie Cleaning comes to clean every two days. "

Idaka didn't care about these trivial matters in life. After eating breakfast, I felt a little emotional. No wonder the rich like to live in villas.

For example: He needs a recreation room, he needs his own lawn to play football, he needs a bathroom, a swimming pool, and a garage. He also needs to reserve rooms for bodyguards, babysitters, and drivers.

It seems like living in a stair room is almost meaningless. I have to let Xiao Qiao see if the villa in Jingzhong is for sale.

Well, a compelling residence like a courtyard house also needs a set.

Look at my swelling! Began to pick and choose the houses in the capital.

Jing Gao smiled at himself, approvingly said to Xiaohe: "Yeah. You have worked hard."

Xiaohe quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no."

With Jing Gao's emotional intelligence, it can be immediately judged that the little girl is a very responsible person. Xiao Qiao's hiring level is okay.

After breakfast, with a backpack, I took the elevator directly to the underground parking lot and drove the red Ferrari to Beijing Sports University. I called Xiao Qiao on the road and arranged all kinds of things.

After all, Zhongrun Company serves him.

After arriving at Beijing Sports University, Coach Fan first took Jing Gao to do warm-up exercises, and then practiced shooting alone for another half an hour. Then take Jing Gao to the No. 1 football field across the road. There happens to be a group of boys playing in the small field.

Coach Fan called the leading boy over, "Xu Junzhe, what I told you yesterday is okay, right?"

Xu Junzhe cut a board inch, looked at the thin and tall man, who is 1.83 meters tall, laughed and revealed two front teeth, his voice was a little hoarse, and said: "Mr. Fan, we are okay. But I'm afraid of kicking. Forgot to feed him the ball."

Coach Fan scolded with a smile: "You kid! I invite everyone to eat Sichuan food and drink at Dongshun Building at noon. If you want to go, feed me the ball."

"Yeah."

Xu Junzhe ran back to say ~www.ltnovel.com~ There was a cheering on the field, "Mr. Fan pays attention."

Jing Gao was assigned to a team with a group of junior players. The small seven-a-side field is a field that splits the standard football field in half. The general formation is 33. Idaka was assigned to the position of center.

The football is constantly fed to Jing Gao.

Bang bang bang!

Idaka tried various ways to shoot.

Opposite the defender of Jing Gao is a fat man with a height of 1.8 meters. After fighting Jing Gao to lose his position, he turned to the ground and said with a smile: "Brother, you can't do this. My feet are soft and fluttering. of."

You can't be a "Ruan Xiaoer".

Jing Gao was very speechless about the fat man's complaints.

At this time, a clear shout suddenly came from outside the venue, "Well high, come on!"

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