Transformed Into a Wild Female Anchor

Chapter 1139: There is a problem with discipline. [Subscribe from the starting point]

The old man's eyes were sharp, staring at Jia Long.

When he said something just now, he himself was a little surprised, why he said so much to his daughter.

The initial thought was obviously an angry scream. Based on the experience of communicating with her daughter in the past, she would endure obediently.

Because the eldest daughter is such a good character.

But this time, looking at the calm-eyed girl in front of him, he seemed to feel strange.

It seems that this daughter is no longer the one she is familiar with, the ‘obedient’ little girl who is submissive and submissive.

Sure enough, when Jia Sheng had finished speaking, he saw Jia Long in front of him, closed his big beautiful eyes, then let out a sigh of relief.

After that, there was not the slightest anger on her face, nor a trace of fear.

"Dad. I've grown up, and I have my own way of doing things."

She pursed her mouth and burst into a nice smile.

Before Jia Sheng's expression changed, Jia Long stopped him from speaking, and continued to say with a friendly smile.

"I know that you care about me, and I also know that there are many ways to behave, but, at least at this point in time, I have chosen this way of life. I also believe that I have the ability to survive the danger. This is not a good return. ?"

Jia Long lowered his body, hugged and walked, after entering the iron gate, it was as if he noticed that the atmosphere was not right, and followed Jia Long not to make trouble.

The little guy buried his head in Jia Long's arms, and timidly looked at Jia Sheng who was sitting behind the desk.

It seems that it is also afraid of this old man.

"I'll tell mom, let's go out to eat at noon, Dad, get ready, I will arrange a car to pick us up."

Abandoning such strong words, Jia Long turned around, leaving behind a beautiful figure, and went to the kitchen.

"Ugh."

Jia Sheng was startled, and finally Wei Ran sighed.

In fact, before Jia Long went home, he had already anticipated that the negotiations this time would not go smoothly.

Because Jia Long on TV and the media made this father very strange, so strange that he felt a little out of control.

Seeing each other now, as expected.

"Daughter, really grown up."

Jia Sheng leaned back on the chair with a look on his face, unable to say anything.

In fact, he had a chat with a ‘leader’ near his home a few days ago.

For these mysterious people who concealed their family members, Jia Sheng was not a fool. He might not be able to see it in a day or two, but over time, such strangers appeared in the suburbs, coupled with several weird behaviors, so that he also noticed.

Ever since, this chat did not appear too unexpected.

During the chat, Jia Sheng learned more about his daughter.

For example, this well-behaved daughter from a young age has actually entered a world that he has lived for most of his life, without any extravagance or even imagining.

For another example, her existence is no longer a dispensable ordinary female anchor for Long Xia.

Since then, Jia Sheng has no longer hoped whether he could persuade his daughter.

This attempt was not so much an attempt as an attempt to completely extinguish his mind.

"Forget it, my daughter can't control it, and my son can't control it anymore. I'm really old. Forget it."

Jia Long did not expect so much sorrow about Jia Sheng himself in the study.

"Mom, let's go out to eat, I know a delicious restaurant."

Jia Long begged in the kitchen.

"Yeah, mom, I only go home once a month. Let's go out to eat, so that you don’t have to be tired. For meals, just put them in the refrigerator and eat them tomorrow. I’m ready to kill my sister. , You don’t know, she may have made money."

Jia Liang also offered to help, but he just didn't want to work in the kitchen.

"This...well, go out to eat, but Xiaolong doesn't need you to pay. It's not easy for you to make some money outside. Your dad and I have nowhere to spend money. Let's come out."

Chen Ying hesitated, but agreed.

"puff!"

Jia Long and Jia Liang looked at each other, and the two brothers and sisters burst out laughing.

"Mom, you too underestimate me, let alone a meal, just ask you to eat for a year, and I can't eat it."

Jia Long began to boast.

Jia Liang laughed too.

"Yes, Mom, do you know that she is driving now? Yes, she bought the car by herself. Guess how much the car is worth?"

"Xiaolong, did you buy a car? When did you get the certificate?" Chen Ying looked dumbfounded.

"Sister, she got the certificate some time ago, but these are trivial things. Guess how much her car is."

Jia Liang obviously didn't care about the driver's license at all, forcing his mother to guess how much Jia Long's car would cost.

Chen Ying looked at his son, then looked at his daughter, and saw that his brother and sister looked confident, and felt that he should have guessed higher.

"One hundred thousand?" she said hesitantly.

"Puff!" Jia Liang exhaled laughing gas again: "It's only one hundred thousand, how can it be possible? This is the price of a mid-to-low-level family car. Come on, you guess the higher one."

"More than one hundred thousand? That ten, one hundred and fifty thousand?" Chen Ying was already a little nervous.

Even though my daughter, who does all the live broadcasts, is mixed enough to be able to be on TV and go to Africa to do it, but in her worldview, it should not be easy to make money.

For a few months, don't take a loan just to show off.

"Hahaha, it's low, go higher and guess it."

Seeing his mother couldn't guess how, Jia Liang felt as if he had bought a Hubiao car.

"It's even higher... it can't be 300,000 yuan, we ordinary people, how can we buy such an expensive car to consume."

Ordinary people in a small county can buy a car for 300,000 yuan, which can be said to be very expensive.

For Chen Ying, buying a car at this price is worse than buying a small house for investment.

But she never expected that she guessed 300,000, and her son was still shaking his head like a rattle.

"Mom, you're still too petty, haven't you watched TV recently? My sister has been on Longxia Channel and Metropolis Channel. Every channel is releasing her. How could it be possible to drive a car with only 300,000 yuan? Guess high."

Three hundred thousand is still stingy! ?

Chen Ying's eyes stared out.

"Then, one, one million?"

She was already using her eyes to gouge Jia Long fiercely, even if her daughter could make money, she shouldn't be so prodigal.

It feels like Jia Long will owe a lot of money if he buys a car for a million, and he doesn't know how long it will be.

"Yes, not bad. From your realm, you can guess one million. I'm already very dare to say it, but... one million is still less. The value of the car is more than one million. You can guess higher."

"One million is not enough? Isn't it more than one million? You **** girl, what kind of car do you buy? Isn't it good to walk?!"

On weekdays, Chen Ying has a very good temper, and her voice has increased by an octave.

In this family, her mother Chen Ying is a good old man, and she doesn't often quarrel with her husband Jia Sheng.

Because her husband's personality is very stubborn, she knows that quarrels may lead to family breakdown.

But there is one thing that she will never allow, and that is the family financial problem, she absolutely can't control it.

On weekdays, Jia Sheng bought a bottle of inferior wine worth more than a dozen yuan, and he was able to lift the entire roof.

Children don’t need money to study, and they don’t need money to start a family in the future.

Buying an extra bottle of wine every day will cost three hundred and sixty-five bottles a year, which is a total waste of three to four thousand yuan.

Such a prodigal, this life can not go on.

In the long run, after arguing a few times, Jia Sheng was also scared. Regarding money, he dared not argue with Chen Ying.

But now, Chen Ying actually heard that her daughter said that buying a car would cost more than one million.

That must be more than one million.

It won't work if the sound is not loud!

My own girl is really a prodigal, with so much money, how good it is to keep it, she will be a dowry in the future, and she will have a status when she marries her in-laws.

Maomao, who was held in Jia Long's arms and refused to come down for a long time, suddenly shrank his neck in fright and buried his head in Jia Long's arms.

"Ya Ya Nai is all fearful, and Maomao is so scared."

Maomao almost cried.

Originally, the little guy was looking forward to seeing the grandparents, whether they looked so amiable in the cartoons.

But when we met in reality, the voices were so loud and fierce.

Jia Long gave a wry smile and glared at Jia Liang quickly.

"Mom, don't listen to Xiaoliang's nonsense. My car is only two or three hundred thousand. Although it is a bit expensive, I earn a lot now. I can earn it back once I go out for a mission, at least I am eating. You don’t have to save money for me because of the small amount of money."

"Oh, two or three hundred thousand is okay, but it's still expensive, Xiaolong, next time you want to buy something, you can't buy it by yourself, don't you? You have to discuss it with your family, your money is not just windy. ."

"Yes, I know, okay, now we can go out, change our clothes, and I will arrange the car."

Jia Long sighed helplessly, turned and walked out of the yard.

To be honest, I thought that Jia Sheng’s problem was a bit bigger for the second elder in this family, but now, when I look at it, my mother, Chen Ying, seems to be a bit...

Ugh…

As a human being, it's not good to knock the door too much.

Especially for children, they have always been too strict in financial management, resulting in their children being out of society, becoming less strenuous, no matter how to enter, and their character is cautious.

It's hard to become an atmosphere like this.

Jia Long understood why the former Fat Girl Long was so timid.

There is a problem with this family's discipline.

The father scolded his daughter for being timid, as if giving birth to a child, he must control everything from them to death.

His mother was too small. She was in charge of the money and slammed the door, so that the former Jia Long didn't dare to take any risks and didn't have the money to take risks.

"Every time I come back to this home, I get a little headache. But that's okay. I am no longer the one who just came back from the journey. The level is much higher."

Jia Long's expression was still smiling.

Because she no longer bothers about this family matter.

After so much fierceness, if she couldn't even look at such small scenes, she would have died early.

Although the headache is, it is no longer a feeling of panic and fear.

"Hello, I want to take my family to dinner later, can I borrow the car?"

Jia Long walked outside the small alley and asked the two people in the treasure ox cart waiting here.

"Of course no problem, we just went to the comrade-in-arms residence over there to play."

A man and a woman did not resist at all, and got out of the car one left and the other right.

The key was handed over to Jia Long.

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