My nemesis was taken to sleep by me

Jiang's father was choked up, but he still tried to struggle: "The washing machine and rice cooker are always bought with my money, right?"

This is true, Jiang Huang was silent for a moment, and after weighing the pros and cons, he said, "Fifty thousand."

It's not that Jiang's father doesn't want to give it, but he is a little dissatisfied with his son's way of bargaining with his own father: "Why do you like money so much, and you are not printed on the money."

"It's fake money that printed me." Jiang Huang said angrily.

Jiang's father knew that Jiang Huang was more talkative than himself, so he didn't bother to argue with him anymore, so he just said, "Okay, I'll tell you when the time is set, don't be late."

Jiang Huang reminded him: "Call me the money first."

"Pay the money and deliver the goods." Father Jiang made a final decision, and then hung up the phone.

Jiang Huang achieved his goal of getting rid of poverty within the time of one phone call. He put down his phone and glanced at today's date, wondering if someone like Shen Xingyi would be able to invite his father.

At the end of this week's working days, Jiang's father sent Jiang Huang a message, telling him when and where to have dinner with Shen Xing's family.

Jiang Huang replied lazily, "Got it." Jiang's father was very worried about his loose attitude, so he called again to confirm repeatedly that he would be there.

Jiang Huang will definitely be there, after all, it is 5 yuan.

Jiang's father booked a private room in a hotel with a Michelin star. Because he was worried that his son would be late, he told Jiang Huang that the time was half an hour earlier than the time he had agreed with Mr. Shen.

Jiang Huang actually didn't think of anything wrong this time, so he arrived on time, and only when he walked into the private room did he find himself alone.

After all, he has been a father and son with his father for more than 20 years, and he guessed what his father thought immediately, but he was not too angry. He saw a game TV on the wall of the private room, and there was a matching controller next to it, so he walked over and began to study How to pass this boring half an hour.

He quickly found a parkour game he was interested in, and it happened to have a good sound insulation effect, so he jumped and screamed recklessly, almost flipping the table.

After finishing a set of levels, Jiang Huang was so exhausted that he was out of breath. He threw the handle on the table and fell back, sinking into the sofa. At this time, a voice came from his ear: "Xiao Jiang?"

Jiang Huang's back stiffened, he turned his head mechanically, and saw that the door of the private room was opened at some point, and there were two people standing at the door, one he didn't know, a middle-aged man, and the other was Shen, Xing, and Yi. .

The middle-aged man who called him Xiaojiang should be Shen Xingyi's father.

Jiang Huang stood up with a "chuckle" and said awkwardly, "Hello, Uncle."

Mr. Shen came to the door with a smile: "Xiao Jiang was playing a game just now?"

Jiang Huang gave an embarrassed "hmm".

Mr. Shen asked casually: "Is it fun?"

"It's fun. Do you want to play? I can teach you." Jiang Huang said.

Mr. Shen smiled: "No, I'm old and my throat can't stand it."

As soon as he said that, Jiang Huang remembered how he was yelling and screaming just now, even if he yelled and yelled, Shen Xingyi heard him.

Shen Xingyi probably also thought of the same scene, and let out a breathy laugh from his nose.

The door of the private room was pushed open again, this time it was Father Jiang.

He didn't expect that his son was not late, but he was late because of the traffic jam. Seeing Mr. Shen and his son waiting for him, he immediately walked over to apologize.

He still regarded Jiang Huang as a child, and then asked Jiang Huang: "Did you call someone? Did you say hello to your uncle and brother?"

Jiang Huang replied strategically, "It's Uncle."

How could Jiang's father not know what his son's virtue is: "Did brother call?"

"Are you annoying?" Jiang Huang said violently.

"You don't need to call me brother, you can just call me brother." Shen Xingyi finally spoke.

Jiang's father followed Shen Xingyi's words and said, "Yes, yes, yes, you are from the same school, so it's good to be called seniors."

Jiang Huang glared at Shen Xingyi, seeing that everyone was waiting for him to say hello, so he could only mumble something in a low voice.

Mr. Shen likes Jiang Huang's character very much, because his own son has been indifferent since he was a child, and he is not too close to anyone. This has always been his regret, so when he sees Jiang Huang, a noisy child, he feels a sudden feeling kind of intimacy.

There was a small round table in the private room. When Mr. Shen sat down, he deliberately separated a chair from Shen Xingyi, and called Jiang Huang over: "Xiao Jiang sit next to me and your senior brother."

Jiang Huang looked at Shen Xingyi, and stood still: "I'll sit with my dad."

"You have such a good relationship with Dad?" Boss Shen asked with a smile.

Jiang's father quickly pushed his son, who didn't know what to do, and said, "Whatever is good, I tell you to go there."

Jiang Huang had no choice but to sit down reluctantly, and heard Mr. Shen ask himself: "How does Xiao Jiang get along with his father?"

Jiang Huang and his father mainly maintain peace by getting together less and leaving more, so they have no experience in getting along, so they can only talk nonsense: "I supervise him to make money and make me a rich second generation. I hope my father will become a dragon."

Jiang's father was drinking water, and immediately coughed when he heard his son's words.

Mr. Shen laughed loudly: "Xiao Jiang is really interesting."

He asked Shen Xingyi again: "Xingyi, did you know Xiaojiang when you were in school?"

Shen Xing glanced at Jiang Huang: "I am his teaching assistant."

Jiang's father suddenly regained his spirits: "It turns out that Xingyi and Jiang Huang are so close. Thanks to you for taking care of Jiang Huang at school."

Jiang Huang couldn't hear his father's hypocritical talk, and continued, "Yes, it's thanks to him catching me late and threatening me that if I don't go to tutoring, I won't have my usual points."

Jiang's father glared at his son: "What are you talking about? It's for your own good to catch you late and give you tutoring. Don't be ignorant."

Jiang Huang wanted to refute, but because Mr. Shen was present, he finally swallowed it back.

The waiter brought the menu and asked them to order. Father Jiang handed it to Mr. Shen respectfully, and Mr. Shen handed it to Jiang Huang casually.

Jiang Huang flipped through it: "I want spicy crayfish."

Shen Xing beside him frowned: "Didn't you catch a cold?"

"I want you to take care of it." Jiang Huang said.

Before Shen Xing could speak, Mr. Shen next to him asked, "Xiao Jiang has a cold?"

"Well, it rained a little a few days ago, and it's getting better now." Jiang Huang said nonchalantly.

Mr. Shen asked: "Where was it at that time, why was it still raining?"

"Tutoring at my place." Shen Xingyi replied for Jiang Huang.

Mr. Shen was very curious: "Then you can just send Xiao Jiang back. Don't you have a car? Why did you let him go like that?"

Shen Xing paused, thinking about what happened that day, he found it difficult to explain.

But Jiang Huang thought that Shen Xingyi was guilty, and he realized that he had found an opportunity to bully the other party, so he said loudly: "Because I don't give him money, he won't let me ride in his car!"