How Did I Become a God

In the evening, a family of three was eating dinner in the living room. This is a stair room with two bedrooms and one hall. The living room is the dining room.

　　 "Mom, the dishes you cook are still so delicious." Jing was high-end, eating his mother's home-cooked dishes, and suddenly felt that all the delicacies he had eaten in the past few months were nothing but err. Only the taste of hometown, only the mother's food has that taste.

　　 After the Spring Festival, I left home and went to the capital, and I came back at the end of September. After almost eight months, how could I suddenly feel like a world away? There is a sense of vicissitudes of life after maturity.

　　 Goryeo-kun is in his fifties, his face is full of wrinkles, and he said: "Xiaojing, your sweet mouth is useless. Come back when you come back, spending so much money?"

　　 Jing Jianguo did not talk about his son like his wife, drinking seaweed egg soup, and asking: "Xiaojing, how is your job? Oh, you talked about starting a business some time ago."

　　 Jing Gao quickly swallowed the rice in his mouth, and replied: "I started a pharmaceutical company with my classmates. The income is not bad. There are several million in income a year. After the company goes public, the income will return more."

At this moment, he is not the young man who respects teachers and respects in the eyes of Professor Zhao and Ren Erge, nor is he the powerful capital tycoon in the eyes of Shen Nanpeng and Mr. Tan, nor is he the gentle and moist in the eyes of Weiwei and Guan Guan. Yu, you can entrust a lifelong man, but the son of your parents!

　　 "Ah...? So many!" Gao Lijun's chopsticks fell on the table in surprise. In fact, it doesn't matter what the annual salary is. The key is that her son calmly said it out, and he still said it from noon until now. This…

　　 Jingtaka's current expression is like "lurking" Li Yu Zecheng, the kind of slightly sluggish, sincere look, but in fact the brain is running at high speed. It's impossible for him not to lie about the Infinite Card, and he can't explain it at all.

　　Koryo-kun reacted, "Then you still find a girlfriend? Your dad and I are both my age..."

　　 Jing Gao called up his mobile phone photo album, "Mom, I'm already talking. You see. It's just that I haven't gone to their house yet, so it's hard to bring her back."

　　 Gao Lijun looked at the photo on Jing Gao’s phone. It was a beautiful girl taking a selfie with her son in front of Tiananmen Square. He suspiciously said: "Xiao Jing, this isn’t a pup specifically to fool me, right?"

　　 Will such a beautiful girl be his son’s girlfriend? Who are you coaxing?

　　 These years, old people are not easy to fool around. Fight wits and courage with children who have reached the age of marriage. Even ps knows it.

　　 Well Gao almost spewed out his old blood. Mom, do you want to be so divergent in your thinking? Your son, am I the kind of person who makes a fake Tsinghua admission book to fool you?

　　Koryo-kun flipped through the photos in the album, listened to Jing Gao's explanation for a long time before believing, and interrogated, "What is this girl's name? Where is the person from? What does the family do?"

　　 "Her name is Li Mengwei. She is a senior at Beijing Normal University. She is from Taizhou, Zhejiang Province. Her father is a professor at Taizhou University and her mother is an associate professor."

After 　　Jianguo had eaten, he comfortably smoked the Chinese cigarettes his son brought back to honor him, and listened to the details of his son's account of his girlfriend. It was extremely pleasant. Suddenly I heard my son say: "Dad, mom, let's change the house!"

　　Koryo-kun refused: "You live well, what house to change?" Then he said earnestly: "Xiaojing, you have to guard against arrogance and rashness. Your business has just started, and there are risks in doing business."

　　Jinggao’s current emotional intelligence is not what it used to be, and said: "Mom, when Vivi comes back to Haizhou, will this house give her a bad impression? You don't want to see your son be a bachelor, right?"

　　Koryo-kun immediately stunned, a little hesitated.

　　 Jing Jianguo took out the head of the family and said: "Buy."

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　　 After dinner, Jing Gao didn't rest at home either. He drove to find his high school friend and classmate: Wei Junjie, skewered, and drank.

　　Jinggao’s car, of course, was bought by Zhongrun’s branch in Haizhou. If the rebirth of the rich man still has to count the cost, he is a superb, then don't forget. There are offices directly in the cities where he is going.

　　 Basic exercises are: real estate, cars.

　　 The greening in downtown Haizhou is pretty good. In 2016, there was no such kind of remote and small city style, but a bit of a third- and fourth-tier city feeling: the blocks are prosperous, but there are not many high-rise buildings. The lights are a little bit bright at night, but there are not many pedestrians and the air is fresh.

　　BBQ is located not far from Haizhou No.1 Middle School. Some diners at the open-air booth were starting. Beer bottles piled on the table, full of the breath of life.

　　 "Old Jing, oops, it's a good mix, I'm all mixed up with Angkewei." At the booth, a thin, handsome young man stood up and greeted Jing Gao.

"Brother Wei, your figure is still so good?" Jing Gao smiled and patted his friend on the shoulder, "How about it, didn't you delay your business?" His friend usually has contacts and will get together during the New Year. .

　　 This kid went to the university of Xingcheng, the provincial capital of Shonan. Then when I was in college, I fell in love with a very beautiful Xiang girl, until now I get married and have children. He studied bridge construction, and finally did the job of an Internet cafe owner.

Wei Junjie smiled and said: "What business can you do? Boss, first come with a case of beer. Then stir-fry rice noodles. Come on with twenty lamb skewers." Then asked Jing Gao, "How are you kid now? I have been in the circle of friends for half a year. I won’t update it. I don’t see you appearing in the group. Alas, some time ago, it was said that the president of the Phoenix Fund was named Jing Gao. Isn’t it okay with you? How can our high school WeChat group be really lively for a while."

Jing Gao tapped the beer with his chopsticks, handed it to Wei Junjie, and sipped a sip of wine with him, and said with a smile: "Isn't there any discussion results in the class group? Shao Sisi told me about it. I'm starting a business recently, and the situation is still Not bad. Oh, yes. The day after tomorrow’s Class 3 reunion, will you go?"

Wei Junjie smiled and looked at Jing Gao, eating fried peanuts, "Lao Jing, you're drunk before drinking this wine. Thinking about attending school Shao? I remember that your kid liked to be in the dormitory when he was in high school. Discuss her ~www.ltnovel.com~ but as far as I know, she is now an assistant to the chairman of Fangyuan Group. She has been working in Spring City for a long time."

　　 Jing Gao smiled and shook his head, "I'm going! Do you remember all of this? How can I forget about it? Hey, who was that? I forgot the name all of a sudden, and called our English teacher's name in my dream. Haha!"

Wei Junjie laughed and had a drink with Jing Gao, "I also forgot the name. That kid is so fierce. It's not in a dream, but when he is rushing to call'Teacher Wen'. Oh, Lao Jing, don't change the subject. Do you have ideas for Shao Xiaohua?"

"No." Jing Gao poured the wine and watched the beer foam in the glass rise, as if the memories from ten years ago were pouring in it. "Brother Wei, after so many years, I met the school flower of the year. I actually felt with emotion. Memories are more. The youth of that year! Gone forever. I now regret that I didn't study hard at that time."

Wei Junjie was speechless for a while, "It's strange if I believe you. I don't plan to go on the 4th. Our third class was split back then. Now class 4 is all the people in the liberal arts class, and I don't know it. It's no use going there. It's a boss anyway, and he didn't look at the background board that was interested in acting like a man.

　　Jing smiled high, and didn't persuade him. Chat with Wei Junjie about interesting things about high school.

　　 In the autumn night, there are singing voices. It is Luo Dayou's "Story of Time".

　　 The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn and the setting sun in winter, the melancholy youth, I used to think so ignorantly, the windmill is circulating every day in the song of the cycle of the seasons. In the poems of Fenghuaxueyue, my growth year after year. The story of the water taking away time has changed a person...