How did I become a god

Chapter 290 Girlfriend Time
In the evening, the family of three had dinner in the living room.This is a stair room with two bedrooms and one living room.The living room is the dining room.

"Mom, the food you cook is still so delicious." Jing Gaogang was eating the home-cooked dishes made by his mother while holding a bowl, and suddenly felt that whatever delicacies he had eaten in the past few months were nothing more than mediocre.Only the taste of hometown, only mother's meals have that taste.

After the Spring Festival, I left home to go to the capital, and came back at the end of September. It took almost eight months, why did I suddenly feel like I was in a trance?There is a sense of vicissitudes of life after maturity.

Mr. Gao Li, who is in his fifties, has a wrinkled face and scolds: "Xiaojing, it's useless for you to be sweet. Come back when you come back, spending so much money?"

Jing Jianguo didn't talk about his son like his wife. He drank seaweed egg soup and asked, "Xiaojing, how is your work? Oh, you talked about starting a business a while ago."

Jing Gao quickly swallowed the rice in his mouth, and replied: "I started a pharmaceutical company with my classmates. The income is not bad. I can earn several million a year. After the company goes public, the income will be even more."

At this moment, he is not the respectful young man in the eyes of Professor Zhao and Second Brother Ren, nor the all-powerful capital tycoon in the eyes of Shen Nanpeng, Tan Zong and others, nor the gentle and gentle man in the eyes of Wei Wei and Guan Guan. Yu, the man who can be entrusted for life, is the son of his parents!
"Ah...? There are so many!" Gao Lijun dropped her chopsticks on the table in surprise. In fact, it doesn't matter what the annual salary is. The key is that her son said it calmly, and he only said it since noon.this…

Jing Gao's current expression is like that of Yu Zecheng in "Latent", that kind of slightly sluggish, looks very sincere, but actually his brain is running at a high speed.It is impossible for him not to lie about the infinite card, and there is no way to explain it.

Gao Lijun reacted, "Then why don't you hurry up and find a girlfriend? Your father and I are both at the same age..."

Jing Gao called up his mobile phone album, "Mom, I'm already talking. You see. It's just that I haven't gone to their house yet, so it's hard to bring her back."

Gao Lijun looked at the photo on Jinggao's phone, it was a beautiful girl taking a selfie with her son in front of Tiananmen Square, and said suspiciously: "Xiaojing, isn't this just for p to fool me?"

Could such a beautiful girl be his son's girlfriend?Who are you kidding?
These days, it's not easy to fool the old man.Fight wits with the children of marriageable age.Even ps knows.

Jing Gao almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, mother, do you want your thinking to diverge like this?Your son, am I the kind of person who makes a fake Tsinghua admission letter to fool you?
Mr. Gao Li flipped through the photos in the album, listened to Jing Gao's explanation for a long time before she believed it, and asked, "What's the name of this girl? Where is she from? What does she do at home?"

"Her name is Li Mengwei. She is a senior at Beijing Normal University. She is from Taizhou, Zhejiang Province. Her father is a professor at Taizhou University, and her mother is an associate professor."

After Jing Jianguo finished his meal, he comfortably smoked the Chinese cigarettes that his son had brought back to him as a filial piety, and listened to his son explain the details of his girlfriend, feeling extremely comfortable.Suddenly I heard my son say: "Dad, Mom, let's change houses!"

Mr. Gao Li refused: "You live well, what house do you want to change?" Then he said earnestly: "Xiaojing, you must guard against arrogance and impetuosity. Your business has just started, and doing business is risky."

Jing Gao's emotional intelligence is not what it used to be, and said: "Mom, when Weiwei comes to Haizhou, will this house give her a bad impression? You don't want to see your son as a bachelor, do you?"

Gao Lijun was stunned immediately, a little hesitant.

Jing Jianguo showed the aura of the head of the family, and said: "Buy."

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After dinner, Jing Gao did not rest at home, and drove to find his high school friend and classmate: Wei Junjie, to have sex and drink.

Of course, Jing Gao's car was bought by Zhongrun Company's branch in Haizhou.If the rich man of Rebirth Wen has to calculate the cost, as a god, then he doesn't have to.There are offices directly in the cities where he is going.

The basics are: real estate, cars.

The urban greening in Haizhou is pretty good.In 2016, it didn’t look like a remote small city, but it felt like a third- and fourth-tier city: the neighborhood was prosperous, but there were not many high-rise buildings.The lights are lit up at night, but there are not many pedestrians and the air is fresh.

The barbecue shop is not far from Haizhou No. [-] Middle School.There are some diners at the open-air booths.Beer bottles are piled on the table, full of life.

"Old Jing, oops, you've done a good job, you've already joined Ankewei." At the booth, a thin, handsome young man stood up and greeted Jing Gao.

"Brother Wei, you are still in such a good shape?" Jing Gao smiled and patted his friend on the shoulder, "How is it, did you delay your business?" His friend is usually in contact and will get together during the Chinese New Year .

This kid went to university in Xingcheng, the provincial capital of southern Shonan.Then I fell in love with a very beautiful Xiang girl when I was in college, and I am married and have children until now.He majored in bridge construction, and ended up working as an Internet cafe owner.

Wei Junjie smiled and said, "What business can you do? Boss, first bring a case of beer. Then serve fried rice noodles. Bring twenty skewers of mutton skewers." Ask Jing Gao again, "How are you doing now, kid? I won’t update it. I didn’t see you appearing in the group. Sigh, some time ago, it was rumored that the boss of the Phoenix Fund is called Jing Gao, and it has nothing to do with you, right? Our high school WeChat group was really lively for a while.”

Jing Gao knocked open the beer with chopsticks, handed it to Wei Junjie, sipped lightly with him, and said with a smile: "Isn't there a discussion result in the class group? Shao Sisi told me all about it. I'm starting a business recently, and the situation is not yet Not bad. Oh, right. Will you go to the class three reunion on the 4th?"

Wei Junjie smiled and glanced at Jing Gao, eating fried peanuts, "Old Jing, you're already drunk before you drink this wine. Do you miss Shao Xiaohua? I remember that you liked being in the dormitory when you were a freshman in high school." Discuss her. But as far as I know, she is now working as an assistant to the chairman of Fangyuan Group. She has been working in Spring City for a long time."

Jing Gao smiled and shook his head, "I'll go! Do you remember all of this? I almost forgot. Hey, who was that at that time? I forgot the name all of a sudden. In my dream, I called our English teacher's name. Haha!"

Wei Junjie laughed, and had a drink with Jing Gao, "I forgot his name too. That kid is so fierce. It wasn't in a dream, but he called 'Teacher Wen' when he was charging. Hey, Lao Jing, don't change the subject. Do you have any thoughts about Shao Xiaohua?"

"No." Jing Gao poured the wine and watched the beer bubbles in the glass, as if the memory of ten years ago was surging in it, "Brother Wei, after so many years, I met the school girl back then, I was actually feeling emotional, I have more memories. The youth of that year! It’s gone forever. Now I regret that I didn’t study hard at that time.”

Wei Junjie was speechless for a while, "I don't believe you. I don't plan to go on the 4th. Back then our third class was split up. Now the third class is a liberal arts class. I don't know them. It's useless to go. We At any rate, he is a boss, and he is not interested in acting as a background board for others."

Jing Gao smiled and didn't try to persuade him.Chat with Wei Junjie about interesting things in high school.

In the autumn night, there are singing voices floating.It is Luo Dayou's "Story of Time".

The flowers in spring bloom, the wind in autumn and the setting sun in winter, melancholy youth, I used to think so ignorantly, the windmill circulates every day in the song of the cycle of seasons.In the poems of wind, flowers, snow and moon, I grow up year by year.The story of flowing water that takes away time changes a person...

(End of this chapter)