The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Every time Wang Kang said a word, the faces of the people around him turned serious. Such words should not be said indiscriminately, especially in front of the supervisor, it is even more outrageous.

"You...you..." Dong Hui's face was pale, and he was speechless after being questioned.

"What are you?" Wang Kang said sarcastically, "My prodigal family is just a waste of property, you are a cheater!"

Cut, fight with me?

At this moment, Dong Yiwu finally arrived, and after knowing the whole story, he almost fainted on the spot, then picked up a water stick from his entourage and hit Dong Hui.

Wang Kangmin pursed his lips, this was a bitter trick, listening to Dong Hui's crying and yelling goodbye to Li Jitong really moved his heart.

Immediately he opened his mouth and said: "At the moment, I think the most important thing is to lead the supervisor to heal the wound first. Dong Ershao's horse bump was not easy!"

Hearing this, Dong Yiwu's face darkened immediately, and he glared at Wang Kang secretly. This kid is obviously trying to add jealousy to the sky!

"Yes, please, Mr. Li, please move to my mansion. After the doctor in my mansion treats you, let's talk about other things!"

At this time, Wang Dingchang also reacted.

"Okay then! Just listen to the young master." Li Jitong glanced at Wang Kang, "If it weren't for your noble son today, I am afraid that I will have to suffer some hardships!"

Dong Yiwu's complexion became extremely ugly immediately, and he hurriedly came to Li Jitong, first made a salute, and then said: "The dog is still young and spoiled by me, some of the words are childish, I hope Mr. Li I am so sorry!"

"Hmph, but there is such a gap for the same son, I think you are still not qualified as a father!" Li Jitong snorted coldly.

After finishing speaking, he turned to Wang Dingchang and said: "Thanks to your son's righteous rescue today, if this is the case, I will trouble Uncle Fuyang, and I will live in your residence for a few days!"

"That's great!" Wang Dingchang said with a smile, and then said to Wang Kang, "Master Supervisor is entering the mansion, so don't go out tomorrow, and stay with him well."

"How can I accompany you? I still want to prodigal?" Wang Kang said solemnly.

After the good deeds are done, we must continue to maintain the character design, otherwise what will happen if it collapses, it will always take a process to clean up.

"You bastard!" Wang Dingchang's face darkened, and he said to Li Ji with apology: "You bastard, you made adults laugh!"

"Haha, I think this son has a pure heart." Li Jitong took a deep look at Wang Kang, and thought to himself, "This Uncle Fuyang gave birth to a good son."

Next, Wang Kang went back to the mansion with his father Wang Dingchang, while Dong Yiwu was still reprimanding Dong Hui with a livid face.

This delay made it almost dark, Li Jitong had a rest early because of his injury, and Wang Kang also went back to his room.

When Wang Kang started to rest, Zhou Qing was called by Wang Dingchang.

There were only the two of them in Nuo Da's room, and Wang Dingchang asked with his hands behind his back: "How did you go about the investigation? Is Kang'er's accident related to Liu Cheng and the others?"

"Reporting to the Earl, it was not found that they were directly related to Kang Shao's death. It seemed to be just an accident, but the more this happened, the more weird it was."

"Okay, you don't need to worry about this matter for the time being." Wang Dingchang said something, and asked again: "What absurd thing did Kang'er do today?"

"Master bought a...brothel!" Zhou Qing hesitantly reported what happened.

"Ah!" After hearing this, Wang Dingchang was dumbfounded, and murmured, "This prodigal son."

After a while, he seemed to think of something again, and sighed softly: "Forget it, as long as he can live a safe life, you go tell Steward Tian, ​​if the young master wants anything, the promise is..."

Chapter 14 Asking for money

Back in the house, Wang Kang didn't fall asleep in a hurry. He wanted to prepare the drawings of the heaven and the earth. His ideas were too advanced for this era.

It's just a verbal statement, I'm afraid no one can really understand it, so there must be drawings.

Wang Kang asked his servants to prepare a pen made of charcoal. As for the writing brush, he didn't know how to use it at all.

Everything was ready, Wang Kang sat at the table and began to draw. Following his thoughts, several books appeared in his mind.

"Interior Design Handbook", "One Hundred Bar Decoration Styles", "Furniture Atlas" and so on.

Wang Kang was not surprised when this book appeared. This is his real cheat. He traveled to this place because the library caught fire while he was reading a book.

And because of this, there is a library in his mind, and when he needs some knowledge, relevant books will automatically appear.

He only discovered this when he was drinking in Fengyage. When he had the idea of ​​making wine, a book about wine-making technology appeared, which confirmed the matter.

This is also the basis for Wang Kang's confidence in turning the Accord he bought into the most luxurious nightclub.

Books represent knowledge, and knowledge is power, which is money. He has unlimited knowledge at any time, of course he is sure.

Using relevant books and combining his own understanding, Wang Kang drew up the drawings in a short time, and the details of the entire construction were clear, including tables, chairs and benches...

Then he went to bed and rested, and tomorrow there was another big event, he was going to Liu's house to collect debts.

Because the drawing was too late last night, Wang Kang didn't wake up until the third day of the day, but this was also in line with the schedule of a prodigal son.

Under the service of the maid, Wang Kang got up, washed his face and changed his clothes, stretched his waist and walked out of the room.

This kind of life is really good, one sleeps until one wakes up naturally, carefree, the life of a prodigal is really comfortable.

"Master, wait until your hairpin is crooked." A beautiful maid hurriedly said after Wang Kang.

The ancients were troublesome, with such long hair, they had to tie it up, Wang Kang muttered and let the maid adjust.

Seeing the beautiful face right in front of him, Wang Kang couldn't help feeling a little distracted, and subconsciously squeezed the maid's pretty and tender face.

"Xiao Tao, how old is this year?"

Wang Kang asked jokingly.

Xiaotao is Wang Kang's personal maid, who takes care of his daily life. Wang Kang has five or six such maids.

What do you mean by close-fitting? It means the kind that can warm the bed and sleep with you...

"Xiaotao is fifteen this year."

She said shyly, being pinched by Wang Kang, Xiao Tao's pretty face was flushed, like a ripe peach.

"Only fifteen?" Wang Kang was startled, and looked up and down Xiaotao's plump chest, which is a bit well developed.

"lecher!"

When Wang Kang was about to say a few more words, a cold voice suddenly sounded, and he turned around to see Lin Yuyan staring at her not far away with a frosty face.

Wang Kang subconsciously let go of Xiaotao's hand, frowned and asked, "Why didn't you leave? Didn't Uncle Lin go back to Yongzhou?"

Lin Yuyan spoke awkwardly for a while, but she didn't know how to answer. She had a marriage contract with the prodigal son in front of her, and now her family's business has problems, and she needs Uncle Fuyang's help.

She really had no choice but to stay here. In fact, her father had already given her the choice to refuse the engagement, but that would completely offend Uncle Fuyang.

Not to mention any help.