Why Can’t I Play Games

  Chapter 121 The Devil’s Smile

  Many people will thank the suffering on TV after becoming famous...

  It is suffering that makes oneself grow, suffering makes one understand what real life is, or suffering makes oneself.

  But in Zhang Yang's opinion, it is suffering...

  Is there anything to be thankful for?

  Does the suffering make you more inferior, or does it make you withdrawn, or does it make you lose hope in the world and cannot bear all the blows, and then you have a mental breakdown?

  The once Zhang Yang is dead.

  Oh, no, it should be Zhang Lin!

  At the age of more than ten years, he was tossed to death, and finally liberated in an icy river.

  He also choked a few saliva for the original owner.

  It is still endless aftertaste.

  Fortunately, he survived, but through fragmentary memories, he learned that he occupied a big pit, and it was the kind of big pit that could hardly be turned over.

  Who can stand this?

  After walking out of the office, Zhang Yang followed Ge Yumiao into the elevator.

  The elevator is slowly going down, and inside the elevator.

   Ge Yumiao couldn't help but his heart tightened when he saw that Zhang Yang's expression was still smiling.

  He has known Zhang Yang for a long time, and he has never seen Zhang Yang show such an expression.

  You can't feel his anger at all, you can only feel calm, as if the world is broken in front of him, and his brows won't blink.

but……

  This calmness makes Ge Yumiao feel depressed, making you out of breath, not even daring to breathe loudly in front of him, just want to escape the elevator.

  Zhang's personal aura is really too big.

  Facing his father who used to cheat him...

  What will he do?

  Ge Yumiao put himself in a position to think about it, he suddenly felt that he should run over, and then slapped his father severely!

  Or let the security rush out directly, wherever you like to go, and if you dare to approach the company, just beat them away!

  Agree?

  Do you expect them to recognize each other?

  Why recognize each other!

  Abandoning wives and children, and ruining the child's entire life when the child needs the money most. This kind of behavior is no longer worthy of being a father, okay?

"Ding!"

  The elevator finally reached the first floor.

  Ge Yumiao felt sore in his throat. When the elevator opened, Ge Yumiao's heart tightened, and the sense of breathing and depression became stronger.

  Zhang always seems to be smiling, will he suddenly explode, and then...

  Ge Yumiao didn't even dare to think about it.

  …………………………

   "I am your father Zhang!"

   "I am his father!"

   "You can't stop me, I just went to see my son!"

   "I don't make trouble, I don't want food, I just go to see my son, am I wrong?"

   "I'm right, you let me go, let go!"

   "You do this again, I'll call the police, you don't treat me as a human?"

   "I'm not a beggar, I'm Zhang Lin's father, your father, Mr. Zhang, you used to pee when you were young, and I did it!"

   "By the way, he now changed his name to Zhang Yang, in fact... his real name is Zhang Lin!"

  "……"

  "……"

  Zhang Bao is roaring.

  He is ragged and has a strange smell. He hasn't washed his face for long, and one foot is slightly lame. However, at this moment, he has gone crazy and yelled outside the house.

  The sound is hysterical, which can be heard in almost half of the universe technology.

  Not far away, many reporters rushed to hear the news.

  "Oriental Daily", "Yenjing Newspaper", "Shennan Entertainment News", "Game Times"...

  Reporters from these media ran over one by one!

  Their eyes were full of excitement, frantically snapping at the signs of Universe Technology.

  Meng material!

  This is really hard stuff!

  The new and cutting-edge president of China Gaming Circle, Zhang Yang, in the face of a bad gambling pro who once abandoned him, is this going to go to court or turn a blind eye and treat it as a ignorance?

  In the eyes of some reporters, with Mr. Zhang’s indispensable temperament, it is estimated that this bad gambling will not be pleased at all, and will even stage a scene of tearing his father with his own hands?

  They are even more excited when they think of what will happen next!

  This is going to be on the headlines tomorrow!

So……

  Will Zhang Yang come down to meet his father?

  Many reporters suddenly realized that this kind of situation should be avoided by ordinary people.

  Whether it is tearing up his father, pretending to not know him, or doing other things, it will leave a stain in his later life.

"I'm coming!"

  "Zhang is here!"

   "He really came down!"

"Yes……"

   "Hurry up and set up the camera, hurry up!"

   "Quickly, give Zhang Yang a close-up, quick, quick, what are you doing so hard, if I can't grab the headlines tomorrow, I can't spare you..."

  "……"

  The reporters surged wildly.

  And not far away...

  A figure sitting in the car looked at this side, his eyes were calm, with a trace of solemnity and a little bit of cruelty.

   "Publicity! Don't blame me!"

   "To blame, you can only blame yourself for being too disgusting!"

   "If it weren't for you, I would become like this now..."

  "……"

  The figure then drove away in the direction of the Wrangler.

  Since ancient times!

  The dilemma of loyalty and filial piety!

  Even if Zhang Yang’s father treats Zhang Yang badly, if Zhang Yang doesn’t deal with it properly, he will provoke a commotion. At least, there will be unclean stains that will accompany him for a lifetime.

  …………………………

  Outside the company.

  The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and some areas begin to accumulate slowly.

  Turning your head a little bit, you can see fragments of ice on the side of the water pipe not far away.

  Zhang Yang suddenly felt a little emotional.

  In that winter many years ago, the mother of the predecessor passed away on a icy night.

  The feelings of regret and despair he had brought before his death, he still feels deeply.

  After hearing the footsteps, Zhang Bao, who was yelling, turned his head subconsciously. When he saw Zhang Yang, he raised his eyebrows and ran towards him subconsciously.

   "Son, it's me, it's me, it's your father... I'm back!"

  "You are developed, you must save me this time, they will cut off my hands and feet, you will give me one million, only one million, I promise I will never gamble again..."

"son!"

   "One million is not difficult for you now, right? I heard others say that your assets now are at least tens of millions..."

  "……"

  The middle-aged man's eyes were begging, his nose and tears were pitiful, and he stumbled and almost knelt on the ground.

  But the security guard next to him stubbornly stopped him and prevented him from getting closer.

  Many security guards’ eyes are full of anger!

  They have naturally seen Zhang Yang’s experience on the Internet. They both admire and sympathize with Zhang Yang!

  Regardless of whether this beggar is really showing up about his father, they are very disgusted deep in their hearts!

  How can a person like this have a son?

  How can a character like Mr. Zhang be born from a waste like him?

   Zhang Yang looked at the rags middle-aged man, took a mouthful of chewing gum, and then glanced at the reporter who was shooting him sharply in the distance.

   "It's amazing, the reporters were all invited by you?"

   Zhang Yang squinted his eyes.

   Ge Yumiao saw Zhang Yang squinting, and his back was startled in a cold sweat unconsciously.

  At the same time, several employees who came by after hearing the news were also very nervous.

  President Zhang squinted his eyes, either he wanted to slaughter people, or he wanted to make people...

   "Son, I... one million, you only need one million, give me one million and I will leave, okay? Son... I will be a new man, give me one million..."

  Zhang Bao looked at Zhang Yang pitifully, and he stretched out a hand sloppyly, his eyes full of hope.

  "Our world needs equal exchange, and, do you know the concept of one million now?" A metre away, Zhang Yang showed a smile.

  "It may be a lot for others, but for you, son, I believe you..."

"Your son's name is Zhang Lin. Zhang Lin committed suicide by jumping into the river a long time ago... Now the person standing in front of you is called Zhang Yang. You can call me Mr. Zhang or Mr. Zhang, but please don't use the word son. "Zhang Yang said this sentence with a smile.

  "You, how can you deny me, I...how can you do this, you..." When Zhang Bao heard this, he was anxious and was about to play rogue on the ground.

"If you want me to recognize you, it's okay... I just calculated it carefully. You still owe me seven hundred and five thousand. You pay the debt first, and we will talk about the next... Call the reporter to speculate. It doesn't matter what kind of relationship, I am a businessman, and I don't want to eat yours..." Zhang Yang asked someone to move a chair, and then sat quietly in front of Zhang Bao.

  Zhang Bao was stunned.

  He suddenly realized that Zhang Lin was very strange.

  Unfamiliar to the bones.

  This is not Zhang Lin!

  Suddenly such a thought appeared in his mind, and then he fell into self-doubt for a while!

   But then, he shook his head again.

"Don’t threaten me in the name of raising me. It’s useless. According to my understanding, my mother raised me from childhood. Apart from asking for money for gambling every day, the next step is to beat my mother. I was born to deaf my mother’s ears, and one eye was invisible...Well, if you find so many reporters, you may confuse you and say I slander or something, but fortunately, I thought about it a long time ago. One day..." Zhang Yang smiled and took out a bag. In addition to a lot of contracts, there were a few old, wrinkled test sheets: "Friends of the press, don’t stay so far away, brothers from the security department. Guys, let these reporters come over, I'll show them the news..."

  "..." Zhang Bao's eyes widened.

  He naturally saw the test sheet.

  Every piece of data on the test sheet made him feel palpitation.

   Facing the open smile with a smile, he was a little frightened for no reason, and even got a chill in his back.

  This is not Zhang Lin!

  This is definitely not Zhang Lin. Zhang Lin can't be so scheming, let alone come up with a report for so many years.

  Why did he still keep it!

  Is he waiting for this day?

  He didn’t know what to say!

"Well, our Huaxia is a world where filial piety is the greatest. In ancient times, the body, hair and skin were affected by parents... This concept is deeply ingrained. Then, if your father did so many evil things to his mother, then As a son, should he help his father or his mother?" Zhang Yang saw many reporters snapping at the report.

  He still smiles.

  In fact, he has always kept a back hand.

  There are too many bad guys in this world. Sooner or later someone will put himself in a dilemma under the guise of his father.

  When he was young, he could only be bullied and held back by others.

  And now...

never mind.

"Come on, tell me who made you come here! I don't believe that you will come and ask me for money for no reason. I don't even believe that the reporters will come with you... All coincidences are too great. It's a coincidence, isn't it?" Zhang Yang looked at Zhang Bao with a smile, "Speak out..."

  Zhang Yang gently leaned to the side of Zhang Bao, smiling.

  "……"

  Zhang Bao only feels uncomfortable all over.

  Especially the open eyes!

  He feels his public eyes are sharp!

  I was so sharp that it pierced myself like a sword...

  This is not Zhang Lin!

  This is definitely not Zhang Lin!

  (End of this chapter)