Longing for Life: I'm Not Interested in Money

When Dad scolded himself, he bowed his head and it was over.Don't talk back, otherwise, Dad will be able to scold for hours!

After all, Lao Wang is a big boss. Maybe his eloquence is not as good as Lao Ma, but he is not weak in scolding people.

Wang Tearcong calculated that, without saying swear words, Lao Wang could scold himself for two and a half hours without repeating the vocabulary!

And Lao Wang seems to have his own Tang Monk Buff!

After being scolded, it is guaranteed that the brain will be buzzing all day!

Just as Wang Tear Onion remembers.

The old king narrowed his eyes and glanced at himself.

Then he lit a cigarette on his own.

After swallowing the clouds, he opened his mouth slowly. .

Chapter 143

"Yes, your slap is good."

Pharaoh's unreasonable admiration made Wang Tear Onion instantly stunned.

Wang Tearcong thought he had heard it wrong, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Dad, what did you say?"

Old Wang looked at the surprised expression on his son's face and sighed slightly.

"I said your slap fan is good, the only drawback is that the force is too small, and you didn't make up for it."

Hearing this, Wang Tear Cong panicked even more.

"Dad! Don't do this. If you think I'm doing something wrong on the court, you can criticize me!"

From Wang Tear Cong's point of view, Lao Wang's attitude is really scary!

From childhood to adulthood, he has never been praised like this by Pharaoh.

Even when he founded National Treasure TV and his worth exceeded one billion, Pharaoh never praised him like that!

If it was just because he slapped that guy Zhao Hao, Pharaoh would change his sex?

Wang Tear Cong shook his head violently, and shuddered violently at the same time.

Will not!

Daddy must be playing hard to catch!

If I dare to show a smug gesture, I will definitely be scolded by my father!

Just when Wang Tear Onion was thinking about it.

Lao Wang reluctantly patted Wang Tear Onion's shoulder.

"Don't think about it blindly, I said you fanned well, literally, not hard-to-get."

Wang, who was pierced by Pharaoh's mind, tore onion's neck and lowered his head in embarrassment.

But he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Dad, have you broken up with Zhao Hao's family?"

It must have been a breakup with Zhao Hao's family, otherwise, how could Dad be so abnormal?

However, what Wang Tear Onion did not expect was.

"No." Old Wang said firmly.

Wang Tearcong swallowed his saliva, "Then you..."

Before he could say anything, Old Wang gave him a deep look.

"After returning, you are responsible for cleaning up Zhao Hao's house. I have to go to the business summit. I will go first."

After saying that, the old king pushed the door and walked out.

Leaving Wang Tear Onion with a blank face.

Obviously, judging from Pharaoh's attitude, he didn't want to tell him.

However, with Wang Tear Onion's wit, through this incident, he faintly saw a certain figure.

"Yes... Because of President Lu?"

But. ． ． ． ． ．

What is the relationship between your father and Lu always?

What is the relationship between President Lu and Lao Ma, Xiao Ma, Lao Ren, Xu Jiaying and others?

Wang Tear Onion was puzzled.

In the end, these complex issues had to be left behind.

Otherwise, it is estimated that even if your head wants to explode, you will not understand!

After Wang Tearcong took a deep breath, he silently took out his mobile phone and dialed a number marked "Langya".

Five seconds later, a gloomy and cold voice came from the phone.

"Master, do you have anything to do with me?"

Even if the other party called his young master, Wang Tear Onion still felt a little shudder.

He gave a calm "en" and said, "I need you to do something here."

"Master, please order." The voice on the other end of the phone was slightly hoarse.

Wang Tearcong squinted his eyes and thought for a while, and said without hesitation, "Zhao Feng Property Group, at all costs, destroyed him."

"Master, you don't seem to have such great authority."

"My dad said it."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, "Please allow me to confirm with the master."

Wang Tear Onion: "Okay, after confirming it, the matter will be handed over to you."

"Yes, Master!"

. . . . . .

Inside the mushroom house.

Peng Yuchang was sitting in the living room, covering the swelling on his face with boiled eggs, and from time to time he made the sound of gasping for air.

"hiss--!"

"Pain, pain, pain!"

"I'm not going to be out of shape!"

Listening to Peng Yuchang's wailing, Huang Lei on the side laughed unkindly.

"Peng Peng, it's just a game of basketball, not a war. Do you need to work so hard?"

Peng Yuchang said with a sad face: "I can't do it if I don't try my best. It's not like you haven't seen how dangerous the situation was on the court at that time. If I didn't take such a few blows, I wouldn't be able to pass the ball!"

While talking, he stood up excitedly and danced.

Zhang Zifeng rolled his eyes.

"It's fine if it doesn't get out, is it a crime?"

Hearing what Zhang Zifeng said, Peng Yuchang was immediately unhappy.

"Sister, that's not what you said. If it wasn't for your brother and me fighting like this, how would Brother Ming have a chance to perform?"

"You can't just adore Brother Ming on the court and forget the sweat I and the other players put in!"

He paused, and took the initiative to cue Lu Ming...  

"Brother Ming, don't you think so?"

Lu Ming, who was sitting beside him, smiled and nodded.

"Basketball is a team sport, and one person's efforts alone cannot defeat the opponent. We all see Peng Peng's efforts. In order to encourage Peng Peng, I personally made Peng Peng's best dish in the evening. Love the salty braised pork."

When Peng Yuchang heard the words, he was greatly moved.

"It's still Brother Ming who speaks pertinently and loves him. If I were a girl, I would definitely promise myself!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Zifeng immediately pouted.

"Brother, you just give up, even if you really go to transgender, Brother Ming won't like you."

After saying this, Peng Yuchang was immediately embarrassed.

Sister, your brother, let me just say it casually, what are you doing so seriously?

Transgender people have come out, to scare your brother?

Peng Yuchang, who knew Zhang Zifeng's temper well, did not express his thoughts.

After all, Mr. Huang is still here. If he makes his sister angry, he will probably have to hit Mr. Huang's slippers a few times.

"By the way, Chen Chichi should be able to recover tomorrow, right?" He Jiong suddenly asked.

Everyone immediately turned their attention to Chen Chichi, who was sitting on the side eating boiled eggs.

The latter was concentrating on holding half an egg at this time. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the hand holding the egg suddenly froze.

"It depends on what I do?"

Chen Chichi quickly ate the egg and asked.

Li Jiahang sighed and repeated He Jiong's question.

"Mr. He asked you, will it be possible to recover almost tomorrow?"

Chen Chichi was startled, and quickly waved his hand: "Cough, cough, how is it possible, I still have pantothenic acid in my body now, it will take at least two days... No! It will take three days to heal!"

Seeing his expression, everyone knew that he was lying, so they were too lazy to expose him.

"What's the matter, Teacher He?" Peng Yuchang asked.