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Therefore, every year, Dad Chen can only talk aggrievedly about the business of the handicraft store, but he can't talk too much, and he will be suspected if he talks too much.

Chen Lang felt the same way.

Nima, I have to blow up my grades every year when I attend a party, whether I have a girlfriend or not, and so on.

It was simply the shadow of Chen Lang's childhood.

And what about the others?

Chen Lei came to power because of how many college students he has taught this year, and what universities he has relied on.

Chen Feng came to power because of how many cars the company has added this year, how much annual income, and so on.

Finally, after everyone has finished speaking.

The old bachelor came to the stage to make a final speech, um, how is the orchard in the mountain this year, how much money did he make, and then he said triumphantly: Don't worry, I don't have any descendants, you are all my sons and grandchildren, turn around and wait I kneel down old man, all the money belongs to you.

But in fact?

Chen Lang still remembered that in his previous life in 2028, the old man held Dad Chen's hand and did not let go before he died.

He said with difficulty: "Don't worry about my money, old man, I owed a debt before and paid off the orchard on the top of the mountain. I am sorry for you."

Having said that, Dad Chen and Chen Lei couldn't help but roll their eyes.

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I believe you a ghost, the old man is very bad, and even at his age, he fell in love with a female college student.

If it weren't for the sake of letting you go decently, I would have to tell you about those things.

Are you still making up excuses to lie to us now?

Is Chapter 233 here?cutie! (seeking subscription)

Went home and changed clothes.

When Chen Lang walked out, Shen Ji also came at this time, because Professor Chen Jianfeng's project was completed, and this guy had a holiday earlier than Chen Lang.

"Brother Lang, where are you going to play?" Shen Ji asked.

"Go get a haircut first, then buy a gift, and buy a boxing glove!"

"Huh? The Chinese New Year is coming soon. I can understand it when you buy gifts for a haircut. Why are you buying boxing gloves? Who are you going to beat up during the Chinese New Year?" Shen Ji wondered.

"Oh, I have to attend a family reunion tonight." Chen Lang sighed slightly.

Shen Ji was in a state of excitement, thinking of the Chen family's gathering, he nodded repeatedly and said, "That's something to buy. It's a plot that only happens in the TV series after the dick counterattacks and pretends to be safe. If you go back and pretend to be a lot, You must not be hammered."

More than being hammered.

It's the kind that can't be held accountable after being hammered.

They are all relatives, and they beat you up jokingly, and it's useless if you say it's breaking the sky.

So if you want to have a good New Year, boxing gloves are indispensable.

The Chen family's New Year's Eve dinner is not like a war.

"Boss, get a haircut!"

I randomly found a barber shop and went in. The little brother in the barber shop didn't know what he was doing, and seemed very depressed.

When he saw Chen Lang, he got up, took Chen Lang to wash his hair first, and then let Chen Lang sit on the chair.

The little brother looked at Chen Lang in the mirror, and seemed to recognize Chen Lang, but he was a little uncertain.

"What's wrong? You think I can't afford to cut it?" Chen Lang asked.

The little brother shook his head and said, "That's not true. We are in the suburbs, not in the city. My set of washing, cutting and blowing only costs 15 yuan. I just feel that you look familiar."

"hey-hey!"

At this moment, Shen Ji, who was standing aside, couldn't help laughing, and said, "Brother Lang, you have been recognized."

Chen Lang was helpless.

The little brother also confirmed Chen Lang's identity at this time, which was a little unbelievable.

The richest man in the country, came to my shop to have his hair cut?Such a character, with a head cut for 15 yuan, is a bit too fantasy, right?

"What? Don't believe me?" Chen Lang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"No no no!"

The little brother shook his head and said, "I'm just a little excited."

"That's it!"

Chen Lang thought for a while and said: "You give me a free order, and then I will let you secretly take a photo behind me, so that I don't know about it, and I don't lose face. You can print it out and hang it on the wall later, and you can do it too." Spread the word and make some money. How about it?"

"Okay, thank you so much."

The little brother was immediately excited.

Then, after a short operation, Chen Lang walked out of the barber shop comfortably.

"Brother Lang!"

Shen Ji hesitated for a moment, then said helplessly: "You are the cheapest image spokesperson I have ever seen, you can advertise for 15 yuan, I am really convinced, you have so much money, and 15 yuan less? "

"I don't need the 15 yuan!"

Chen Lang shook his head and said, "But that little brother is in a bad mood. Something must have happened. He can save 15 yuan by helping others. Why not do it?"

Because it was a suburb, Chen Lang and Shen Ji didn't bother to go to downtown Hangzhou, so they just went to the commercial street in this area.

After turning around, Chen Lang and Shen Ji walked out of the commercial street, shaking their heads, not very satisfied.

Beside, Shen Ji was already dazed.

"Brother Lang"

"Don't talk about giving it away. By the way, I smoke a cigarette. Here, there is a sporting goods store over there. Go and buy me a boxing glove. Let's go back together later. There is nothing to do in the afternoon. Let's go to the Internet cafe to start a black game." .”

"okay!"

Shen Ji was immediately happy, and quickly ran to the sporting goods store next door.