my dad is invisible rich

No one would have imagined that the school's bullies and scumbags would meet in private.

Jiang Jun frowned, he was quite bookish, even if he frowned, he didn't look disgusted, his expression was calm, but gentle and melancholy.

He didn't reply to Liu Bing's words, and took off his school uniform jacket, which was a white basketball uniform.He put his fingers into his hair and smoothed the strands to the back of his head along the grain.

In this way, his facial features are fully exposed to the eyes of others.The street lamps on the side of the road gave off a faint yellow halo, and this was the first time Liu Bing saw Jiang Jun like this.On weekdays, Jiang Jun seems to have no sense of presence, he is a humble and gentle student.

But now, it turns out that he has swords at the corners of his eyebrows, and his eyes are neither astigmatized like a bookworm, nor shrewd and sophisticated like Liu Bing.

His eyes were also shining brightly in the dim light, revealing a kind of rebelliousness and arrogance that only the proud of heaven can have.

Liu Bing subconsciously felt that this kid was too arrogant, but then he immediately realized that this was not arrogant in that sense.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't ignore that feeling. This kid is very strong.

Liu Bing still refused to give in: "Hey, boy, let me tell you, I made an exception and let you participate in our competition. If you lose, I will..."

Jiang Jun glanced at him before he finished speaking, and said coldly, "Let's go."

Facts have proved that Liu Bing's feeling was right. The kid wore earphones throughout the game, played skillfully and fiercely, and was on the verge of getting a red card for fouls several times.

He is simply the kind of opponent you are most afraid of encountering on the court, because he is not a gentleman with noble character, modesty and pride.

He knows the bottom line of the rules, and proficiently tries to repeatedly test the edge of the bottom line, making you feel that he may be out of line but can't catch him.

To put it bluntly, this kid's methods are a bit "dirty".

But relying on the strength of their team could not have won.

Only by not taking the usual path can you be a winner.

Liu Bing has always had a prejudice against such obedient and good students who study hard, thinking that they are useless "fools" who lack the masculinity of men.

When Jiang Jun first passed the wrong ball, he thought it was true.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Jun came from behind to come back against the wind, and the further he went to the back, the better his performance.

He wasn't particularly happy to see Jiang Jun winning the game, so he walked aside silently and began to pack his things.

Just wanted to go up and have a chat.

Unexpectedly, the two-meter tall man from the opposing team suddenly inserted between the two of them and said a few words to Liu Bing.

The two had a bad conversation, and the other party was very rude, talking with guns and sticks in the three-character scriptures, and pushing and shoving.

Liu Bing asked him in a high-pitched voice, "Can't you afford to lose?"

In the next second, the big man punched Liu Bing directly.

"I wipe!"

The person next to him couldn't stand it any longer, so he rushed up with a mineral water bottle.

After playing a few games, everyone regarded each other as friends.

In their concept, beating a dog depends on the owner, beating a friend is different from beating him.

Verbal conflicts escalate directly to physical conflicts.

Everyone else went up too, and suddenly a group of half-sized boys got into a ball.

Jiang Jun was stunned for a moment, the man was provocative, and he didn't take it seriously at first, he just wanted to go home quickly.

Unexpectedly, the fire at the city gate would affect the fish in the pond, and now they can't leave even if they want to.

He was beaten unexpectedly.

He felt some liquid flow out of his nasal cavity, and stretched out the back of his hand to wipe the blood on the back of his hand.

He was completely taken over, the backs of his hands flushed.

He thought, is his color blindness cured?

Jiang Jun raised his head and looked around. The world around him was still black and white. When he lowered his head, the red on his arm was dazzling.

He understood that he could only see one color, and that was the color of blood.

While being beaten, Liu Bing felt that the scene in front of him was too weird.

Jiang Jun stood there blankly, his eyes and attention seemed to be attracted by the back of his hand, completely unaware of what was going on around him.

Liu Bing: ...Is there any mistake, what kind of literary and melancholy youth are you pretending to be now?Four against five, brothers are being beaten, see! !

Liu Bing yelled, "Jiang Jun!"

Jiang Jun came back to his senses, the one who punched him was a small man with a height of 1.6 meters [-]. He was very flexible on the court and had a good mind off the court. He picked Jiang Jun, who looked soft, to pinch.

However, Jiang Jun squeezed the fist he swung again, and before he could react, he gave him a blow to cut off his children and grandchildren.

At this moment, Liu Bing was still being crushed to the ground and beaten violently.

Jiang Jun sneaked up from behind, and it was still a blow to kill his sons and grandchildren. The big man lost all his fighting power immediately.

Everyone around saw a chill, this person is too ruthless.

Liu Bing took the opportunity to get out from the center of the fight, and ran away with Jiang Jun.

He parked on the corner, a Ferrari he'd stolen from his home.

Get in the car, start it, and step on the gas pedal, all in one go.

When no one could be seen, Liu Bing lowered the roof of the car, and the two of them sat in the convertible to breathe.

Liu Bing thought of what happened on the court just now, and kindly reminded: "Next time you see them, you have to walk around. He must hate you for your kick."

Jiang Jun: "Fighting is not good, that's the fastest way to make you stop fighting."

That's right, one side is paralyzed, so it's true that they can't fight anymore.

Liu Bing saw that Jiang Jun was still wearing earphones in one ear, and asked him curiously, "What are you listening to?"

Jiang Jun handed him a wireless earphone.

There is melodious and ethereal music in the earphones.

Liu Bing frowned: "Mother, what is this?"

Jiang Jun told him: "It's Tchaikovsky's Sleeping Beauty."

Han Chu likes to listen to old-fashioned films before going to bed, and Jiang Jun often hears this one.

Liu Bing: ...What is this man doing!Shouldn't men at least listen to rap?

Look at this bowl, it's big and round.

Look at this face, it's long and wide.

Liu Bing suddenly noticed that Jiang Jun was wearing a watch on his right hand, which might have been accidentally broken during a fight just now, and the glass on the surface was shattered badly.

"you…."

He wanted to remind him, but suddenly got stuck in the middle of the sentence.If he read it correctly, this watch is worth at least five or six million.

Immediately, his expression looked as if he had a tracheal blockage.

Jiang Jun shook his right hand and asked, "You mean this?"

He took the watch off his hand casually, with a casual look, obviously not paying attention to the five or six million yuan at all: "It's fake."

Liu Bing: "Fake?"

Jiang Jun: "Yes."

After speaking, as if he had thought of something interesting, the corner of his mouth slightly curved upwards, in a helpless and gentle tone: "My old father bought it."

Having said that, Liu Bing also realized that his old man also likes to collect these. He has never seen the style in Jiang Jun's hand. He asked, "Which store? It is so good at fakes."

Jiang Jun returned to that indifferent look again: "I don't know."

Liu Bing said: "For the sake of helping me today, let me help you get the watch repaired. It is estimated that the replacement parts can still be used."

Jiang Jun took off the watch and handed it to him.

He didn't let Liu Bing take him downstairs, he chose to walk a few steps.He thought it was so late, Han Chu must have fallen asleep too.

Unexpectedly, when he came in, he found that Han Chu hadn't come home yet.

At this time, the bowl of fried rice on the table had already cooled down. The crystal clear rice was mixed with green beans, carrots, shrimps, seaweed and white sesame seeds.

This is the only dish that Han Chu can cook, and it is also his cooking philosophy.

He felt that as long as enough food was added, he would never be malnourished.

But he didn't consider that nutrition can be digested and absorbed only if it can be eaten.

Without this step, no amount of nutrition is like buying a comb for a bald man.

Jiang Jun was not in the mood to eat at all, he couldn't help guessing what Han Chu was doing at this time, and he couldn't help thinking wildly if he thought too much.

He thought of the man he had seen more than once to send Han Chu back with a Bugatti Veyron, and how he squatted down to tie Han Chu's shoelaces himself.

Han Chu is a clean freak. He will show allergic reactions when strangers touch any part of his body.

But for the first time, Han Chu seemed to be very familiar with that man, and he accepted his help calmly with a smile.

Jiang Jun hadn't seen Han Chu fall in love for so many years, so he couldn't help but suspect his adoptive father's sexual orientation.Distraughtly, he found the TV remote, turned on the TV, and picked up a random program.

The news's standardized recitation female voice came from inside: On the subtle psychological impact of combined families on underage children, and how to face and deal with such problems, today we have invited a well-known adolescent psychological counseling expert...  

Jiang Jun: "..."

Jiang Jun has always been aware of the many actions between Han Chu and his boss that exceed the level of intimacy between ordinary colleagues.

When I was young, that man would even pick Jiang Jun up from school.

He remembered that his name was Wu Sheng.

He is well-dressed and speaks naturally. It can be seen that he has received higher education, has a wealthy family background, and unconsciously exudes an aura of elites.

Fenghua Entertainment is a high-end and high-end company. Every year, the interns who want to work here can be discharged from Wudaokou to the Huangpu River.

However, Han Chu's internship period ended quickly and smoothly. On the day he officially received the company's offer, he happily treated Jiang Jun to a big meal.

Sometimes Jiang Jun wondered, would he have gotten this job so smoothly without Wu Sheng?

It was late at night, Jiang Jun fell asleep unknowingly, and Han Chu hadn't returned home yet.

When Jiang Jun woke up the next morning, he saw a ready-made breakfast on the dining table, and Han Chu sent him a text message, saying that he had gone to work.

Breakfast is the old three: bread, milk, fried eggs.

One side of the egg is slightly burnt black, which is Han Chu's usual characteristic.

Jiang Jun washed his face casually, sat down at the dining table, picked up the fried egg with chopsticks and bit it down, a faint bitter taste immediately filled his mouth.

He frowned, the fried egg was in his mouth for a long time, he didn't know whether to spit it out or swallow it, and finally swallowed it whole.