I don't want to be rich

Chapter 307
"Ha, it seems that this housekeeper is also a confident middle-aged man." Xiao Feng said with a smile.

"Young Master Xiao has the final say on this kind of matter." The butler said lightly.

"So are you ready to take action? You should know that I am a master." Xiao Feng said with trembling eyebrows.

"Calm down!" Wang Hu reprimanded Xiao Feng, then turned his head and said to the butler, "Fu Bo, you should not ask about the matter between me and my friend."

"Hahaha, I'm very pleased that the young master can make such a friend!" The housekeeper said with a smile: "But it's still the same sentence, the responsibility is, I must know what you gave my young master to drink."

Obviously, the latter sentence was spoken by Fu Bo, the housekeeper, to Xiao Feng.

"Ha, since the differences are so big, let's use our fists to speak." Xiao Feng also said with a smile.

"Xiao Feng, Uncle Fu is not a player like the principal. He worked as a mercenary abroad when he was young." Wang Hu said to Xiao Feng anxiously.

"Don't talk about retired veterans, I also beat the active team one by one." Xiao Feng said confidently.

"Stop bragging right now, okay?" Wang Hu said while covering his face.

"Bro, you told me a secret of yours today, so I'll tell you a secret of mine too." Xiao Feng said to Wang Hu very seriously.

The atmosphere was so exaggerated that it seemed as if Xiao Feng was going to tell Wang Hu a big secret in the next second.

The corner of Wang Hu's mouth moved and he said: "You want to say that you are a martial arts master, right?"

"Hey, I'm going? You actually know?" Xiao Feng was surprised.

"You say it eight times a day, and you're still so surprised!" Wang Hu cursed angrily.

Xiao Feng walked up to Uncle Fu, who was calm and leisurely, but vaguely alert. As for why he was on guard, this was a feeling that even Uncle Fu himself felt baffled.

Xiao Feng threw out punches embarrassingly fast, Uncle Fu was in a cold sweat in shock, he desperately received Xiao Feng's punches, and then resisted with all his strength...

Uncle Fu couldn't resist, he was punched back by Xiao Feng and sat on the sofa.

Xiao Feng walked back to Wang Hu, who was stunned, and said sarcastically: "Do you believe it?"

"Uh, this is the skit you rehearsed for my birthday?" Wang Hu choked out such a sentence after a long silence.

Uncle Fu coughed heavily: "Cough, cough." A trace of blood appeared at the corner of Uncle Fu's mouth.

"Isn't it too fake?" Wang Hu protested.

Uncle Fu smiled bitterly, and then said to Wang Hu: "Master, there are no sketches, no fake blood bags, this friend of yours is really strong."

"Heh..." Wang Hu laughed, and said, "Uncle Fu, are you still addicted to acting? All right, all right, your acting is great, okay?"

Wang Hu's praise came very carefully.

"No, Master, this friend of yours is really a master of martial arts." A man as good as Uncle Fu was a little anxious, and said to Wang Hu: "And he is also a master of such a high level that I can't even understand it. .”

"Yes, yes, finally someone spoke for me!" Xiao Feng also felt helpless that Wang Hu had always believed that he was a weakling who was exploited every day. Today, someone finally confirmed it for himself. It gave him a faint feeling of guarding the clouds and seeing the moon.

"Of course he spoke for you. This must have been discussed during the rehearsal together." At this point, Wang Hu paused.

Continued: "I see, the purpose of your skit is not to be funny, but to punish me, right?"

"After I really believe that Xiao Feng is a master of martial arts, you all jumped out together to mock my IQ, right? Hahaha, how can such a smart person like me be so easily punished?"

Uncle Fu was almost depressed, but he still said with a bitter face, "Believe it or not."

"Haha, it really is a lie, Uncle Fu would never talk like that." Wang Hu thought he had found some loophole, and laughed happily.

"I never knew, young master, you are so stupid." Uncle Fu said angrily.

"Hey, you can't cheat." Wang Hu was still there.

"Young Master Xiao, I originally planned to capture you, make you suffer, and then force you to tell what you gave the young master to drink, but now it seems that I am powerless." Uncle Fu said dejectedly.

"Hmm, there's no need to explain this sentence. After all, I know that even if I'm really a weakling, you won't kill me." Xiao Feng said magnanimously.

"Ahem, it's definitely not as serious as getting killed or not."

The reason is not very clear. Uncle Fu coughed twice and said, "But I really need to know what it is. After all, the bigger the family, the bigger the rules. The young master was found to have smoked during this year's physical examination... ...Ahem, then he will have no place in the family."

Xiao Feng nodded.

In fact, he also guessed Fu Bo's worry and said: "Although I can't tell you what I gave him to drink, I can still tell you what I gave him to drink."

"Don't worry, it's not a mess. There is also his physical examination this year. If he has this kind of fate, then someone will inform you not to give Wang Hu any more physical examinations."

"Uh, don't tell me, I'm completely confused after hearing this for a long time!" Wang Hu said depressingly.

What kind of person is Forber?
He immediately rolled his eyes and asked Xiao Feng uncertainly: "Are you saying that the thing you gave the young master to drink has something to do with you being so unreasonable and strong?"

Xiao Feng made a "shh" gesture.

Things in the world are so wonderful. Under various circumstances of chance, Xiao Feng even punched Uncle Fu away in front of Wang Hu.

But Wang Hu still thinks that Xiao Feng is not a master of martial arts, but a weak chicken who gets cut every day. You say it's amazing or not.

Today is Wang Hu's birthday. Xiao Feng is here to celebrate and give gifts, but he is not here to pretend to be a saint. Facing the whole restaurant, Xiao Feng will not keep looking at the sun. Besides, the sun is about to set. .

Even knowing that the delicate and beautiful roses are made of manure, it will not affect the mood of enjoying the flowers, just like Xiao Feng knows what these girls are thinking, but it does not prevent him from saying a few words, so he becomes the crowd surrounded by the girls center.

"In short, this kind of thing, of course, can be said... Uh, there is no need to test it, I just said it well..." At nine o'clock, the lights in the restaurant suddenly dimmed, and a pair of figures appeared on the dance floor.

The music started and the singing sounded: "Standing in front of Daimaru..."

Two young girls appeared in the middle of the dance floor.

(End of this chapter)