Adorable Baby at the Door: Mommy, Please Sign

Xiaobao won the championship, and the family was very happy.

Jin Fengchen specially ordered the best restaurant in Beicheng to celebrate for his son.

There was a certificate in Xiaobao’s prize. When he returned home, Jin Jin posted it in the living room, and the trophy was placed on the cabinet in the living room. In short, the guests could see it as soon as they entered the door.

However, it was a very happy thing, but it was distorted maliciously.

Because it was a relatively big game, local media also reported it. After the game, the news was quickly edited and sent out.

The same is true in previous years. Usually everyone just casually looked at it and knew that this matter would be over, but this year is not the same, because this year's children's championship has happened.

A report pointed out that the champion of the children’s group was the son of Jin Fengchen. This champion is not worthy of the name. Just because the Jin family spent a lot of money to buy the champion for the purpose of setting up his son Cao Tiancai, in fact, Master Jin’s words were terrible. It was a real capable child on the scene, and the work was buried.

At the end, this article expresses the distressed expression that because there are more and more such things, and the society is becoming more and more unfair. When can money be used to help?

Today's netizens are more or less a phenomenon of Qiu Fu. As soon as this report came out, a large number of people poured in, and the comments were simply unsightly.

Get out quickly if you don’t know what to do. The genius is not so grassy. It’s good to have a rich dad. Some words are more intense. For example, Xiaobao is disgusting. I hope he will die quickly. Others' way.

The badness of netizens is almost ruined.

The Jin family knew this news when they had breakfast. Jin was so angry that she lost her appetite at that time, and Jin father even cursed directly.

Jiang Sese was also watching, but the more he looked at him, the more angry he was, and his hands were trembling!

Those people, how can they be so vicious, they can also utter a mouth to a child, how dark it is in their hearts.

Xiaobao is unclear. So, look at this, and look at that again. The adults are so serious. He is a little uneasy.

Jiang Se-se was afraid of scaring the baby, calmed her expression, held Xiao Bao with one hand, and patted his back comfortably: "Baby, nothing, don't be afraid."

Originally Xiaobao was going to school, but Father Jin said: "I will not go today, so I ask Xiaobao to take a day off."

Jin Fengchen sullenly nodded.

Before things are clear, he does not want others to point his finger at his son.

Not wanting to let Xiaobao know these dirty things, Jin Jin took Xiaobao back to the room first. Before leaving, she put down the words: "It must be investigated in the end, whoever hurts my grandson will be prepared to be investigated." "Mother Jin looked cold.

"Relax, mom, don't worry, I will deal with it." Jin Fengchen said with a cold face.

Mother Jin is really angry. In fact, there are a few people present, but who is not angry?

Jin Fengyao grabbed his mobile phone and grumbled against those on the Internet.

"Do you know the truth? I'm not afraid that my face will be swollen."

"Oh, you can't give birth to such a good son, it doesn't mean that others can't give birth."

"Lemon extract, you are really sour, shut up and accumulate virtue."

"grass

, There is something wrong with your brain, so to say a few years old child. "

"I'm so mad!" Jin Fengyao threw the phone down and fell on the back of the chair, shouting, "Which king and bastard, dare to come to the front and know that playing Yin!"

After breakfast, Jin Fengchen and the three of them went to the company as usual. On the way, as soon as the car drove to the door of the company, they saw a large group of people around. They also carried long guns and short cannons and stared at each other.

Jin Fengchen looked at those people coldly, and it came just so that he could not contact the media himself. Jin Fengchen pushed the door and got out of the car, and a group of people gathered around.

"Mr. Jin, how do you think about your son buying a championship?"

"Jin Fengchen, is genius and human design really that important?"

"Mr. Jin, please give us an explanation. Society needs positive energy, not such negative energy relying on power and money."

Questions were thrown over. Everyone wanted Jin Fengchen to answer his own question first. Everyone wanted to grab the headline, so they squeezed into it.

Jiang Sese and Jin Fengyao slowed him to get off the train one step at a time. As soon as the two came out, someone immediately rushed towards Jiang Sese.

Jin Fengchen's eyes swept coldly, and he shook the man back two steps, daring not to move forward again. Jin Fengchen and Jin Fengyao protected Jiang Seser behind him, and the two brothers had the same handsome faces, and they were exactly the same at this moment. Icy.

The turbulent crowd calmed down inexplicably.

No one dared to come closer, but did not want to leave, just waiting far away.

Jin Fengchen looked at the past one by one, and his eyes were swept away by his eyes. He could not help but feel cold, only to feel as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

Finally, Jin Fengchen slowly said: "First, my son's champion is obtained by his own ability, and second, I will investigate the source of the rumor.

The reporters looked at each other, just like that? President Jin is still as cool as ever.

Suddenly, a voice came out of the crowd: "You said that rumors are rumors, there is no evidence how to make people believe, anyway, I believe it, do you believe it."

The crowd kept silent. They did not believe it, but they dared not speak in front of Jin Fengchen. The scene was very quiet for a while.

The reporter was estimated to be a stunned young man, and when nobody saw him, he grumbled and said: "You certainly don't believe it in your heart, otherwise why would you come here?"

As soon as this remark came out, the people around him receded to both sides, leaving only a thin man less than one meter seven standing alone.

He couldn’t leave at this time, otherwise he would be too counseling. He could just stick his teeth and stick to it, breaking the jar and breaking and saying: “Jin, we just want a truth. You said that the son’s champion is not bought, so good, you Can you provide evidence?"

Jin Fengchen glanced at him lightly, but unexpectedly did not get angry, and said lightly: "My son is a close disciple of Li Houde. Is this evidence enough?"

The young man looked blank, he didn't know who Li Houde was, but someone in the crowd knew.

Li Houde, that is the most virtuous Confucian scholar in calligraphy, a calligraphy and painting once sold to eight figures!

However, this master did not close the mountain long ago, and unexpectedly accepted a closed disciple.

Everyone looked at each other,

If it were Li Houde's disciple and won a children's championship, wouldn't it be a matter of hand.

After Jin Fengchen finished speaking, regardless of what they thought, he led his brother and wife and went straight into the company building. No one dared to stop him again, everyone was in a trance and red-faced.

"Maybe, is it fake?" Some people questioned, but soon, someone swiped the phone and exclaimed.

"God, Li Houde registered a Weibo. He said that Master Jin is his closed disciple!"

(End of this chapter)