Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

Captain Li saw that the master and apprentice were about to fight, he took the wine glass from Qi Xing's hand guiltily, Qi Xing turned his head to look, snatched the wine glass without saying a word, and took a sip for himself.

"He said 'one' has two ends, two paths.

The first article says that you are 'Jin Fengkong', which means that you originally had a lot of money and your wealth luck was particularly good, but later the money became empty wealth. "

Seeing Lao Qi roll up his sleeves, Wang Zhaomou pressed Lao Qi and shook his head to his confidant.

Qixing's eyes were hazy with drunkenness, and he spoke more vigorously.

"The second article says that you 'like to use God as gold'. This 'gold' refers to your partner. If you meet this person, you will be prosperous. After marriage, you can have both money and wealth, do you understand?"

"It's just nonsense!" Lao Qi couldn't bear it anymore, with an angry expression on his face, "What is the difference between what you said and a commercial marriage? fiscal?!"

"Boss Qi, don't be angry." Master Zhou wrinkled his bitter face, "Qi Xing is drunk, and when he is drunk, he will definitely be inaccurate in testing his characters."

"Old Qi." Wang Zhaomou raised his eyes and patted Lao Qi's arm, "Sit down, little master made a slip of the tongue after drinking, can you still take it seriously?"

Old Qi's anger was still there, seeing the boss's face was normal, he was holding a breath in his chest, and sat back in his seat unwillingly.

Captain Li was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word, but couldn't bear it, and looked up at Wang Zhaomou frequently.

No way!

The big boss has such good conditions, he needs good looks, rich money, family background, and such a good personality, he still hasn't found a date yet!

This is obviously unreasonable!

Could it be that the requirements are too high?

The meal was anticlimactic. Before leaving, Master Zhou supported his apprentice and apologized repeatedly to Wang Zhaomou.

Wang Zhaomou smiled, expressing that he didn't care, which made Master Zhou reluctantly heave a sigh of relief.

On the way back, Lao Qi sat in the co-pilot, keeping his eyes on the boss in the back seat, and wanted to say something comforting, but he didn't know where to start.

Wang Zhaomou looked out of the car window quietly. In the night, a small white spot fell leisurely, followed by more flying snowflakes, gliding quickly outside the car window. Occasionally, a few pieces stuck to the car window, showing his own Beautiful hexagonal.

Wang Zhaomou opened the car window a slit, and several flakes of snowflakes flew into the car, and one fell on the neckline of Wang Zhaomou's suit, melting in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, that's weird, it's already past the beginning of spring, why is it still snowing." Lao Qi also looked out the car window. Fortunately, the snow melts as soon as it hits the ground, and there should be no snow in a short time.

Master Zhou, who was carrying his apprentice on the other side, also sighed when he saw the snowflakes falling from the sky.

Qixing woke up from the cold, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw his master.

"We... have been kicked out?" Qixing turned to look at Xiangyun Tower, "What did I just say?"

"What else can I say?" Master Zhou tapped his apprentice Gou's head, "Let's tell the truth."

"Ah." Qixing said shortly, feeling unwell.

"That Boss Wang, wouldn't it be because of this that he didn't recruit us?"

"He is a big boss with a broad mind. You have said so much, but he stopped his subordinates from beating you up. Have fun!" Master Zhou taught his disciples.

"In the future, learn to be a teacher and learn to use terminology. If people don't understand, just say 'the secret must not be revealed', understand?"

"Understood." Qixing couldn't help hiccupping, the smell was full of alcohol.

"Let's go by yourself, you bastard!" Master Zhou pinched his nose, walked aside with disgust in his eyes, Qixing hurried to catch up, and patted Luoxue on Master's gray hair flatteringly.

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Ji Lianhuo got out of the car, stepped on the white snow on the ground, looked at the villa in front of him, he hesitated for the first time.

In the boy's schoolbag are the papers for the monthly exam. The head teacher asked the parents to sign the papers and write short comments.

Ji Lianhuo read the mistakes on the paper over and over again, and every time he read it, he felt a little more sad.

How dare I hand over such a test paper to Brother Zhaomou.

Ji Lianhuo stood in front of the villa. After hesitating for a moment, he saw the big broom in the garden and glanced at the snow in front of the villa. Ji Lianhuo picked up the broom and tried hard to clean the snow in the garden and in front of the villa.

It has been snowing since yesterday, and it has been falling one after another. Until now, it is still falling from time to time. The sky has not cleared up, and the temperature has dropped sharply, as if it is a cold current passing through.

Ji Lianhuo was coming back on the weekend, so Wang Zhaomou went home early, and when he got out of the car, he saw the clean ground under his feet.

Compared with the appearance of other single-family villas, the cleanliness of the door of my house is a bit outrageous.

It is enough for others to sigh "everyone sweeps the snow before his own door".

As soon as Wang Zhaomou entered the gate, he heard the sound of snow sweeping in the garden.

The snow on the road in the garden was cleared away. Wang Zhaomou walked along the road and saw a boy with a schoolbag sweeping the snow at a glance.

Ji Lianhuo's clothes were not thick, and he held the broom tightly with both hands, as if holding a sword, and swiped it earnestly, sweeping every piece of snow on the road. Take the big dustpan and shovel it aside.

When the young man started to work, he spared no effort, his hands turned red from the cold, his hard joints turned white, and the white mist he exhaled dissipated in the cold air and disappeared.

Wang Zhaomou stood quietly on the road cleared by Ji Lianhuo, watching the young man vigorously shovel away the snow and pile it aside.

After finally clearing the road, Ji Lianhuo was holding the broom and was about to clear the snow on the garage. He had just taken two steps when he looked up and saw the man standing at the end of the road.

The snowflakes did not know when they began to fall gently again, and the surroundings were covered with snow, and the man was like a slender ink stroke left alone in the world.

Outside the black slim suit, there is a black overcoat, inside the suit is a white shirt, buttoned up to the top, and a silver-gray tie, which is tied meticulously and unbiased.

The gold-rimmed glasses can't hide those amazing eyes, the frame is on the straight bridge of the nose, the light-colored lips are moderately thick, and the lip line is an imaginative curvature.

The masculine demeanor is elegant and gentle, even if he doesn't do anything, he still has an air of extravagance. He stood there quietly, and he didn't know how long he looked at it.

The moment Ji Lianhuo came to his senses, he immediately threw the broom in his hand, his heart beating wildly.

Brother Zhaomou made a three-pronged agreement with himself, disapproving of doing housework by himself.

Wang Zhaomou glanced at the broom that was thrown aside in a panic by the young man, turned silently and walked towards the villa, and hurried footsteps came from behind him.

It's like a puppy secretly playing in the snow and being discovered by its owner. When the owner turns around, he immediately chases after him in a panic. He is afraid that the owner will get angry and leave himself in the ice and snow like this.

"Brother Zhaomou, I'm sorry, I'm afraid Mrs. Cheng and the others will slip when they come out, so I..."

The boy's clear voice was somewhat nasal. Wang Zhaomou turned his face and saw the boy's red eye circles and the tip of his nose.

This kid has a kind heart.

Wang Zhaomou raised his lips helplessly, took off the glove from one hand, and covered the boy's red ears from the cold.

It's like clutching a piece of ice, and the palm of your hand is completely icy.

Ji Lianhuo froze in place, feeling the warmth in his ears, the warmth spread to his limbs like vines in an instant.Ji Lianhuo seemed to feel that the small and flexible vines climbed up to his heart little by little, enveloping the beating heart gently, tightened little by little, and strangled into the deepest part.

"I'm not afraid of freezing my ears off." Wang Zhaomou raised the corners of his lips slightly, just like his father's ward himself when he was a child, a gentle ward boy.

"Go through the door."

Ji Lianhuo couldn't help smiling, nodded obediently, and followed Wang Zhaomou into the villa.

Mrs. Cheng had been waiting for the two of them for a while, and when she saw Ji Lianhuo coming in with Wang Zhaomou, she immediately started serving dishes to the table, and greeted them with a smile.

"If you don't come again, the food will be cold."

Because of the snow, Ji Dabao, who had already started wearing spring clothes, changed into a small cotton padded jacket. When he saw his uncle came back, he immediately raised his hand, as if he had forgotten what happened last week, and asked him to hug him.

Ji Lianhuo was helping Wang Zhaomou wipe off the thawing snow from his shoulders, and had no time to see his nephew who loves money like his life.

The heating in Sioux City was originally sent to mid-March, but it was extended for a few days due to the low temperature. It was freezing outside, but the house was warm and warm. As soon as you entered the door, all the ice and snow on your body disappeared.

There was muddy water on the soles of the shoes. Wang Zhaomou was about to change his shoes when he saw the young man quickly change his own. Then he brought a pair of clean slippers and squatted down by his feet.

Looking at Ji Lianhuo, Wang Zhaomou felt a little pressure in his heart. Seeing the young man's eager eyes, he had no choice but to put his feet in the slippers brought by the young man.

Ji Lianhuo lowered his head and stared at the feet in black cotton socks in front of him. Although they were wrapped in cotton socks, the beautiful outline of these feet could still be seen.

Brother Zhaomou looks good everywhere.

Under the pressure to change and take off his shoes, Wang Zhaomou walked to the restaurant, and Ji Lianhuo hurriedly followed, his lips were dry and tight.

Ji Dabao raised his hand beside him for a long while, his arms were tired, but he didn't see his uncle hugging him, he gave two dissatisfied "wow", and he didn't see his uncle looking back at him.

Really angry?

Ji Dabao felt a little wronged.

Isn't it for the future happy life of the two of you that you sell your art?

Wang Zhaomou's family is good, but he can't live forever.

After dinner, Wang Zhaomou went to the study, and after a while, he heard a cautious knock on the door.

Following the sound of "Come in", Wang Zhaomou saw Ji Lianhuo nervously holding a stack of papers and standing nervously in front of the desk.

"Is there anything I can do?" Wang Zhaomou saw the paper in Ji Lianhuo's hand, which seemed to be the paper for this monthly exam.

"Brother Zhaomou." Ji Lianhuo lowered his head and pursed his lips, and handed over the test paper with both hands.

"This is the result of this monthly exam. The head teacher asked the parents to sign it."

Looking at the boy's expression, Wang Zhaomou thought that he failed the exam this time, but he took the paper and spread it out, and the result was much better than last time.

The comprehensive score of science increased by more than 30 points at once, which shows that the young man has worked hard to learn biology this month.

Glancing at Ji Lianhuo's bowed head, Wang Zhaomou flipped through the paper and silently added up the total score, which was a full improvement of more than 60 points compared to last time. If there is no high goal set by himself, the boy will be very happy. Give the paper to yourself.

Even so, Wang Zhaomou did not regret setting such a high goal for the young man.

It is empty talk to ask Ji Lianhuo to work for him. The Leng family will take Ji Lianhuo and Ji Dabao back in five years. During this time, it happens to be the gap between Ji Lianhuo's high school and university studies.

Wang Zhaomou set such a high goal for him, the main point is that Ji Lianhuo can better take over the Leng family's property after returning to Leng's family.

As far as Wang Zhaomou knew in his previous life, the Leng family had a large population, so maybe Ji Lianhuo might not be the only heir.

Once you enter a wealthy family, the depths are like the sea, so now it is a wise move for Ji Lianhuo to learn more.

Wang Zhaomou didn't speak for a long time, Ji Lianhuo raised his head uncomfortably, and saw Wang Zhaomou put away his paper at a glance.

Don't want to sign it?

Ji Lianhuo pursed his lips tightly, his heart tightened in pain.

Why can't I be better!