I Can Give the Origin of Everything (I Can Grant Origin Powers To Anything)

"Father Wang, I'm leaving."

Carrying a small suitcase.

He put all the luggage in the big bag in the changing capsule, and one of the two capsules was filled with Strike Freedom Gundam, which was his insurance for his life.

Although up to now, Mingbu has already been thoroughly recruited in the continuous torture that did not stop day and night without taking a breath.

According to her, they have really been completely wiped out.

So someone secretly stared at Xu Lingjun or something... As long as they still have some manpower, can they tolerate that Xu Lingjun is alive until now?

What kind of conspiracy and tricks are you trying to do, just rush out and die with him, and you won't understand your hatred.

But Zhong Dawei's attack did have expert assistance behind it.

Xu Lingjun felt that it is better to be careful in life, who can be sure that Mingbu is telling the truth?

If you say it under torture, you will get a three-point discount.

therefore.

Not only Strike Freedom Gundam is carried with him, but in addition to a large amount of luggage in the other changing capsule, he uses the changing capsule to carry such things as the Sword of Oath of Victory, Iron Man Nano Armor figure, and other messy things. Around.

And before he left, he even babbled to Father Wang, entrusting him with all the unfinished business during this period of time.

During this period of time, he actually made a lot of toys, and even wrote out their background stories in great detail...

Such as the magic light stick, Otto glasses and so on, I can get them all.

Up to now, new real toys have begun to spread throughout Fangyi City, and there are signs of spreading to the outside world.

But the business can only be said to be tepid, there is no way, the toys are too delicate and the price is too high...

Xu Lingjun can only place his hopes on Father Wang's fortune, hoping that he can help him open the gap.

Regardless of the authenticity, let's push away the popularity first.

Besides, these toys are for children, and children's hearts are the most simple, maybe they all think these toys are real... When the time comes,

Can I directly give all these treasures to Fuyuan without spending much effort?

Compared with Xu Lingjun's full of expectations, Wang Tiancheng really has nothing but reluctance to give up.

But the children have grown up and have their own development... The only thing he can do as a parent is to help the children with all the logistical work in the rear.

Thinking about it, he looked at Zong Xiaoping and said with a smile: "Xiaoping, right? I was having dinner with your father two days ago, and I heard him praise you for being great. I didn't expect you to be with Xiaojun They even became friends... Xiaojun is a simple and good boy, and I will trouble you to take care of him in the future."

With that said, he stuffed a red envelope in the past.

This has almost become his habitual action, stuffing red envelopes first when he sees people.

Zong Xiaoping: "........."

He looked at Xu Lingjun helplessly.

"Just accept it, you can feel at ease if you accept my father."

"Then... then I'm sorry, uncle."

Zong Xiaoping accepted the red envelope with a guilty conscience, thinking about it?

I've already made up my mind to hug Xu Lingjun's thighs, but there's still a red envelope?

This is a loving father...

I think of my kindly father who told me that when you grow up, you have to learn to support yourself. In the future, your father will pay you 3,000 yuan a month for living expenses, remember to save a little.

Sounds normal.

If he hadn't heard his father chatting secretly with his mother the night before yesterday, saying that the child is getting older and the expenses are high, and maybe he will have a relationship in the future, then give the child a pocket money of 10,000 yuan a month ...he almost believed it.

Damn it, the middleman made the difference and went to his own son.

Person in charge?

boarding.

Comfortable caravan, upper and lower beds, very comfortable to lie on.

Zong Xiaoping put his luggage away, but still couldn't hide his envy, and said softly, "Your father is so kind to you."

Xu Lingjun said: "He is not my father."

"what?"

"He is my fiancée's father, so I also called him father in advance, but in fact, we should belong to the relationship between Weng and son-in-law?"

Xu Lingjun thought for a while and said, "But maybe the relationship between the two of us may be a little bit better than the normal relationship between Weng and son-in-law."

"Yes...is it?"

Zong Xiaoping really can only laugh, this kind of relationship is too far away for him... But just hearing about Weng and his son-in-law makes me feel envious.

At a young age, even the major events of life have been taken care of, and even the old man has been taken care of.

I always feel that this Xu Lingjun is ahead of him in every aspect... In comparison, he couldn't even find Teacher Su's fiancé.

Because he was leaving the day before yesterday, he couldn't wait so he asked Mr. Su straightforwardly.

In the end, Teacher Su strongly denied it.

But for some reason, her face turned red again...

Obviously, there is.

Alas, the road is long and long, I will search up and down.

Lying down on the big soft bed, looking through the car window, watching the car start slowly... driving out.

along the way.

Zong Xiaoping really enjoyed what is considered luxury. The daily itinerary, eating, drinking, sleeping, and routes were all well arranged.

Eat in big restaurants, live in big hotels.

Everywhere you go, there will be hotel service staff to receive you in advance.

In the end, he was embarrassed.

The thick red envelope received from Wang Tiancheng had no choice but to return it to Xu Lingjun...

In his words, it is too high to be paid without merit, and he feels uncomfortable if he does not pay.

In the blink of an eye, several days have passed.

As we get closer to our destination.

The surrounding air also began to gradually become colder.

It was clearly October weather, but when I got up early, my exhaled breath was covered with a little white mist.

Beixuanwu Mansion is located in the extremely cold place of the North, where it is like winter all year round, obviously...they have gradually approached their destination.

And today.

The car is on the way.

The driver stopped the car suddenly and said, "Uncle, I may only have to send you here."

Xu Lingjun heard this and looked out through the window.

At this time, everyone has come to a bustling city entrance.

And at this entrance.

A huge sign stood upright, with eight large characters written on it.

North Xuanwu student reception.

Under the sign, there were a few students who could be seen as freshmen waiting there with their luggage. Although there were seats available, they were all standing, stomping their feet and shaking.

Obviously, they didn't expect the weather to be so cold that they didn't even bring enough Yudong clothes.

"Beixuan Station, as far as I know, the train ends here. It seems that this is where new students are welcomed."

Xu Lingjun smiled and said: "Let's get out of the car too, I'm sorry to trouble you, Uncle Li, remember to go back and tell Father Wang that I arrived safely."

"Yes, uncle."

The driver called Uncle Li smiled and said: "There is one more thing, Mr. Wang asked me to remind you that although you go out to study, you still have to clock in at work, otherwise the attendance bonus of 200,000 in January, as well as the year-end bonus and Personal outstanding employee awards, progress awards, serious work awards, etc. are all gone. If you really don’t have time to clock in, remember to change the battery, and you can also set up automatic clock in.”

"Well, I see."

The RV turned around and drove back.

Xu Lingjun and Zong Xiaoping, who left behind with their suitcases, walked towards Beixuan Station.

Seeing the figures of the two, those who were waiting couldn't help but their eyes lit up.

"There are two new students."

"Well, still a master."

Those Beixuanwu House students who could tell they were seniors at a glance glanced at Xu Lingjun and Zong Xiaoping, and their eyes suddenly brightened.