A 00-year-old man meets online love in person. I am really a post-XNUMXs

Chapter 23: The photo with the boss shocked everyone!
At this moment, Su Tianchao was still staring at the photos.

He ignored his son's question.

"Dad?" Seeing that his father didn't answer, Su Bancheng called out softly again.

"Ah?" Su Tianchao came back to his senses.

Obviously, at this moment, Su Tianchao has recognized the historical figures in the photos.

"Look at the people in the photo frame?" Su Tianchao said to his son while looking at the photo frame.

"This? Is this Roosevelt?" Su Bancheng said in surprise.

"This should be the Wright brothers, the ones who built the airplane, right?"

"And what about the emperor with pigtails?"

“This is Einstein!”

"Mr. Zuo?"

"This should be the leader of the Tiandihui back then, right?"

At this moment, Su Tianchao's breathing became heavier and heavier.

Su Qingluan, who was in the room, took the initiative to come out after hearing the voices of her father and brother.

After Su Tianchao saw his daughter, he didn't bother to ask her about her idleness. He just asked, "Qingluan, what's the matter with these photos? Where did you get them from?"

"They were all brought by Feifei's ancestors!" Su Qingluan said, "He said that these people were dead and there was no point in keeping them, so he asked me to burn them! But I think it's better to frame them."

Su Tianchao asked, "Are these photos related to Feifei's great-grandfather?"

Su Qingluan suddenly laughed, "It seems that the old man said that the photo is a photo of him when he was young!"

There was a teasing tone in Su Qingluan's tone. After all, who knows whether the 34-year-old man in the photo is an old man?
After all, there is a big gap between the current Yun Mo and the 34-year-old man in the photo.

Moreover, in these photos, the man was always in the center. Even if it was the emperor with pigtails, or the leader of the Tiandihui, or even someone like Roosevelt, as long as there were more than three people, Yun Mo would always be in the middle.

What's more, while everyone else was standing, that man was sitting down.

Su Tianchao swallowed his saliva, and after seeing a photo, he almost fell down. It was his son Su Bancheng who supported him.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Su Bancheng became confused. Would his dad believe such nonsense?

Could the man in the photo be Yun Mo from seventy or eighty years ago?
This is simply impossible, right?
Su Tianchao's mouth trembled, and he said, "Bancheng, we are locals in the Magic City. The four major families on the beach back then also had some connection with our family. Do you know who this person is?"

As he spoke, Su Tianchao pointed towards the photo.

In the photo, a young man, smiling, holding a cup of tea, kneels in front of a man wearing a gray robe of that era.

Su Bancheng shook his head and said with a smile, "Dad, I'm not that good at history, so please don't test me. Who is he?"

"He is." Su Tianchao looked at his daughter, then at his son, and said word by word, "He is the former king of the beach, Du Yuesheng!"

Damn it?

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When he said the name of the man kneeling down to serve tea in the photo, Su Bancheng almost fell down.

Who doesn't know this tycoon-level figure on the beach?

But such a person would kneel down and offer tea to a man?
And what did Su Qingluan mean? This man was Yun Mo when he was young?

Bang!
A loud noise came from the living room on the first floor, and the father and son looked over immediately.

All they could see were their bodyguards, one of whom was kicked away by Yun Mo.

As for Yun Mo himself? After finishing, he actually sat on the sofa in a dignified manner, and said impatiently, "Where did these flies come from? It's so annoying. Can't I even have some peace and quiet while drinking tea?"

(End of this chapter)