Global Recovery: The Strongest Dad

"I'm an old friend of Mr. Meng!"

Seeing the same surprised look on the woman, it seems that the magic weapon of "old friend" has to be brought out.

As expected, it worked again. The woman quickly nodded and bowed, and greeted her with a smile. After all, it was all done by the CEO of Emon Group, so no one would dare to lie.

The woman led the way respectfully, she glanced at Ruo Sandong's clothes from the corner of her eye from time to time, and secretly sighed in her heart.

The rich people nowadays are so low-key!

In her past experience, being able to make friends with Mr. Meng, and being an old friend, must be either rich or expensive. Although Ruo Sandong's dress is the most "low-key" he has ever seen, she dare not neglect .

As a fir door slowly opened, Ruo Sandong entered the vice president's office, the woman was also very discerning, closed the door gently, and backed out with a bent waist.

The Montana I saw in the past was always dressed casually, even a little slovenly, but today it was different. He was wearing a suit and leather shoes, a Gucci tie, and a shiny back hair, looking like a successful person.

As if he was used to being superior, even though he knew that there were guests in the office, Montana was still pretending to be looking at the documents in his hand, without raising his head.

Ruo Sandong let go of Chenlong's hand, and walked over slowly, the sound of sneakers rubbing against the floor could be clearly heard in Nuo Da's office.

Why are you so guilty, old ghost!

Ruo Sandong gritted his teeth, hating to the extreme in his heart, although there is no direct evidence pointing to what happened to Mrs. Montana.

But in the past ten years, this Montana has been the most times, and I know Linghui Peak very well.

And that cave is extremely secretive, except for Montana, no other outsider knows about it, but no matter what, they can't figure out why they want to steal the body of the teacher's wife.

"Hey, isn't this Montana Montana? It's so impressive!"

When I met Montana Ruosandong for the first time, I used to call him uncle politely, but after a long time, the two of them gradually got to know each other and bridged the gap of seniority. .

Ruo Sandong gritted his teeth and sat on the mahogany desk with a mean smile.

"Presumptuous! Who is so rude!"

Montana saw someone sitting on his desk from the corner of his eye, and suddenly became angry and threw away the documents in his hand.

Since he took the second position in the Emon Group, no one except his own daughter dared to be so arrogant.

When Dabei raised his head, the muscles that had gathered on his face instantly opened.

"Hey, who did I think it was? It turned out to be Sandong, a rare visitor. Come and sit down."

Montana got up quickly with a smile all over her face, and invited Ruo Sandong to sit down on the leather sofa next to her.

"Sandong, what would you like to drink? Fengguan chick poo coffee or Biluochun?" Montana asked with a jade cup in his hand.

Bird poop coffee?I didn't understand the first few words, but I had heard of coffee, and the bird poop coffee shattered Ruo Sandong's three views.

I muttered to myself: Rich people really know how to play, they are tired of eating delicacies, and started eating shit.

"Oh, let's forget about bird droppings. There are a lot of them on the mountain. When I get back, I'll shovel a bucket for you. I'd better drink plain water."

This is the Ruo Sandong he knew, with a ignorant ignorance in the funny comparison, and a charm that makes people unable to get angry exuded in the ignorance, Montana almost burst out laughing.

"Haha... Okay, okay, I don't want to drink the coffee you mentioned, I'll have some boiled water too!"

"Oh, by the way, Sandong, why did you come to me suddenly? This is the first time. How is your mistress?"

Montana asked while walking with two glasses of boiled water.

Ruo Sandong felt a raging fire burning in his stomach when he asked this question, and he acted as if he didn't see it from the moment he entered the door, Ruo Sandong was sure that he was showing a guilty conscience.

Is it so natural?This old ghost, good!Then the young master will play with you, Ruo Sandong suppressed the anger in his heart, and his expression became a little more natural.

"Oh, my teacher's wife is very good. Recently, she gave me a few days off and allowed me to come out to play. I have nowhere to go. I suddenly remembered that you are in Montana. Why don't you come here by car!"

Ruo Sandong said seriously.

The reason why Montana treats Ruo Sandong as a good friend is not only for the sake of friendship with his wife, but also for Ruo Sandong's affection and perseverance.

Montana, who is very transparent and plays like a fish in water between human and secular, knows that in such an impetuous world, the word affection is becoming more and more rare.

In order to repay his wife for saving her life, Ruo Sandong can ignore the misunderstandings of the world and silently take care of her.

Which young man can resist the temptation of the bustling world outside? For ten years, Montana admires Ruo Sandong in his heart. He once said that if it were Montana, he might not be able to do it.

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard the harsh sound of something breaking from behind the sofa.

Ruo Sandong was startled, as if he understood something, it was all because he was dizzy by that pile of "bird feces" just now, and forgot about the existence of Chenlong.

He suddenly turned around and looked down, good guy, a vase was broken on the ground, Chen Long also seemed to know that he had made a mistake, so he quickly hid beside the sofa, thinking that he would not be able to see him that way.

At this time, Montana's eyeballs were about to fly out of their sockets, and he was so wide-eyed that he was stunned for two seconds before he realized it.

"Fuck me, where did you come from, hey, hey, this is an authentic Qianlong green-glazed dragon vase!"

The muscles on Montana's face were instantly tangled together, and a capitalized word "囧" appeared under the eight-character eyebrows on his shiny face.

"Chenlong, what are you doing? Why do you owe your hands so much, come here quickly!"

Called by Ruo Sandong, Chenlong in the corner stood up slowly with a red face, his mouth was puckered, his eye sockets were crystal clear, and his tears rolled continuously.

"Daddy, Dragon!"

"What the hell?"

"dragon!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Long pointed to the dragon's pattern on the fragment, and then cried aggrievedly.

Ruo Sandong was dumbfounded, what a routine, if he made a mistake, just deal with him 21, and cry first to respect him.

At this time, Montana, who was squatting on the ground holding a fragment of a green glaze vase, stared blankly at the two of them.

"Sandong? Your son?"

Who are you scolding, you old ghost, whose son!
"What's the matter? He's the son of my wife!" Ruo Sandong explained angrily.

"What? Your wife's son? Born? When did it happen?"

"Don't you know?" Ruo Sandong's expression froze.

Being asked this question, Montana was even more at a loss. How could he know that he was pregnant for three years and gave birth suddenly.

"No, Sandong, what do you mean, how would I know? Oh, forget it, don't worry about this matter, this is a good thing, come on, kid, come here and let uncle take a good look!"

Montana threw away the fragments of the vase, stepped forward and hugged Chenlong, happily looked up and down Chenlong, and kept stroking her hands.

"Like! Too similar! Really too similar!"