Shenhao System: I got rich by disguising myself as a man

Ling Qi was calm and composed, even in front of old General Meng, who had experienced battles, she did not have the slightest stage fright.

Meng's father backed away quietly, not daring to regard this man as a junior at all, looking at his precious father, he thought this man was his grandson for some reason.

Dazed.

However, if this was his son, his face would be turned upside down. It's a pity that the world is not like this.

He took the tea that Mother Meng handed over, sat on the sofa, and drank it pretendingly.

Old Man Meng dragged Ling Qi to play chess, Ling Qi glanced at Meng Qingnan, saw Meng Qingnan shaking his head helplessly, and laughed dumbfounded.

It seems that the elderly seem to have only these hobbies, either playing chess or fishing.

Ling Qi nodded, and followed Mr. Meng to the pavilion in the garden.

There is a chessboard in the pavilion, Lingqi knows a little bit, she is wondering whether to let the old man.

The two sat upright, the beginning of the game was a bit boring, Meng Qingnan followed behind, and Meng's father decided to go over to have a look later.

Although he really wants to follow the past now, he doesn't want to make himself seem so urgent.

Lingqi holds the black, while Mr. Meng holds the white.

Lingqi's fair, slender and well-defined fingers picked up the sunspot.

Black goes first.

As soon as she touches chess, it seems that there are thousands of troops in between her moves.

Old Man Meng was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little dazed, and he slowly dropped Bai Zi when he realized it.

Why does he like to play Go, because playing Go can best see a person's heart.

The speed of the entry, the distribution of the chess game, and the trade-offs.

Go has unpredictable mysteries, inexhaustible dialectical philosophies of scientific wisdom, the competition of attacking and killing, and the ever-changing situation.

After sitting down for a while, Mr. Meng raised his dark eyes and glanced at Lingqi.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be able to do a job with ease, he seemed to be leaving a way out for himself while laying out the layout.

Could it be that he still needs a junior to step in?What is the point.

On the sandalwood-colored chessboard is the confrontation of black and white pieces. As time goes by, there are more and more pieces on the board.

It seems that Baizi is surrounding Heizi, but in fact, Heizi advances and retreats in an orderly manner.

It can be seen from the chess that this sunspot must be a strategist. It seems that the sunspot is against the wind.

But Mr. Meng raised his eyebrows, he only took one step, he could not retreat or advance.

Father Meng came here at this time, before he saw the situation clearly, he heard the voice of old man Meng admitting defeat.

how come?

Father rarely loses in Go, and the boy in front of him can beat his father at such a young age.

If he hadn't known that his father took every game of chess seriously, he would have wondered if his father had let the water go on purpose.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, only to see his son's calm expression.

It seemed that there was a bit of arrogance, as if he had won by himself.

Um~

They all turn their elbows outward, right?

"Give way." Ling Qi was still relatively modest, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Meng Qingnan looking at her with gentle eyes with a hazy halo.

It's very good-looking. Meng Qingnan's appearance is always very good-looking, and it's the cool type.

Gentle and a bit cold, he seems to be far and near, he belongs to the real son of heaven's pride.

So most of them have a bit of arrogance in their bones, but he restrained himself.

Just looking at him like this, you can feel that he has infinite possibilities in the future, a born politician.

The members of the Meng family have done a good job on the way to the political transition, and they also have a face that seems to understand righteousness when they look at Father Meng.

Square and square, for example, now he seems to be peeking at Lingqi's side.

But with that face, it looks like Zhou Zheng, with a good face.

To be more precise, it has a face that seems to be born for justice.

Lingqi and Mr. Meng chatted for a while.

Seeing that the timing was almost up, she brought the topic to the main topic.

On the topic of road construction.

"Son, is the rich family in business?" Mr. Meng must have investigated Ling Qi's identity, the heir of the overseas Ling family.

It's just that this Ling family is still a little mysterious, and it's impossible to find out what it does.

He can casually spend 15 billion to buy armed helicopters, and he can train juniors like Lingqi.

But thinking about it, one can already feel how terrifying this mysterious spirit family is.

It's not that the Meng family has any prejudice against those who go into business. The main reason is that politics and business get too close and it is easy to cause trouble.

Moreover, the Meng family followed the military and political path.

If the government and business are close, the government only needs to pinch a small point to reap great benefits.

There has never been a shortage of people in the world who are blinded by profit.

The rule of the Meng family is to stick to one's heart.

"It doesn't count." Ling Qi replied in a vaguely equivocal manner, after all, the original owner's original Ling family went bankrupt.

No matter how long overseas hands are, they still can't reach the capital, Mr. Meng will not ask more about this.

"Grandpa Meng, I recently prayed to God and worshiped Buddha. I want to do good deeds and donate money to build roads in the mountains." Lingqi brought up this topic.

"It's good to do good deeds. This is a good deed. My son, you donate money to build roads. You are so kind." The more Mr. Meng looked at Ling Qi, the more pleasing he was to his eyes.

It just feels that this kid is completely different from those rich kids.

Without those bad habits, you can kill drug dealers and donate money to build roads yourself.

Most people who do public welfare donate money to children's education. Donating money to build roads costs a lot of money, and it's hard to be famous.

Even if the state pays for road construction, it cannot stop the corruption below.

These people not only do not build roads well, but rely on road building to eat food stamps from the country.

With the worst cement, the road is repaired and then broken, and the road is repaired and then broken.

It's like a bottomless pit that never ends.

What Mr. Meng hates the most is these officials who eat the food of the country but don't do the people's affairs.

These people were mopped up by the country in the early years, but the scourge will never be cleared up.

Ling Qi said: "The superiors are unwilling to delegate power, I want to find someone to repair it myself, that road has been repaired for many years, but it has not been repaired after coming and going."

What this means is that some people occupy the latrine and don't shit.

If you don’t cultivate yourself, you won’t allow others to cultivate.

"Qingnan..." Mr. Meng was about to ask Meng Qingnan to ask Father Meng to come over and deal with it.

Turning around, I saw Meng's father standing behind him with a cold face.

Mr. Meng's first reaction was that his ears were hot. The brat must not have seen him lose.

Father Meng's attention is not on Mr. Meng now, his mind is full of Lingqi's words just now.

Anger welled up in my heart.

Don't build roads and let others do it?Where has the scum become so arrogant?