Fortunately, Ding Ze didn't know what Ding Hui was thinking, otherwise he would have fought hard with Ding Hui.

Even if you know you can't beat him!

"Old man... You... Don't come here!" Ding Ze's face was frightened, and even some tears rolled in his eyes.

Dinkler raised an eyebrow, shook his head and sighed helplessly.

The three people in the room had their own thoughts.

Seeing Dinkler take another step forward, Ding Ze's whole body trembled.

The arms that protect the chest and the palms between the legs are tightened.

"You voyeur, even if you buy me a new hovercar, I won't get up!" Ding Ze burst into tears, and he said aggrievedly.

Dinkler snorted coldly, but his tone finally softened, "Don't say one, I'll buy you fifty and one hundred." ”

You know, the average family may have to work hard for half a lifetime to buy a hovercar that is almost a little worse.

And Dinkler opened his mouth to fifty and hundreds, which shows how his family is doing.

Behind him, Ding Hui also did not change his face and was now on the side, without the slightest surprise.

After all, how rich the Ding family is, Ding Hui knows it very well.

He clearly remembered that Dinkler had built a parking lot in a corner of the manor for hovercars.

The point is that there are at least 70 cars parked in this car park.

Sixty of them were specially prepared by Dinkler for the upper echelons of his own family.

But then Ding Ze's performance made him instantly confused.

"A word is a certainty!" Ding Ze stood up instantly, and said with a hippie smile, how can there be such a loss.

He stood in front of Dinkler, his eyes drooping slightly, his face unchanged, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ding Hui digested the instantaneous changes of Ding Ze, and now that he sees Ding Ze like this, he is afraid that the main drama is about to be staged.

His footsteps moved slightly, standing in front of the door and staring intently, but he was still digesting the changes in Ding Ze in his heart.

The original shyness and the appearance of suffering a big loss, an instant hippie smile...

He rubbed his temples lightly with his large hand and sighed deeply.

"What do you have to say?" Dinkler sighed softly, his voice low.

According to Dinkler's meaning, he naturally asked Ding Hui about the fact that he likes men.

No parent wants their child to like the same sex, even if they don't do anything, at least they have to pass it on to the next generation.

Even if Dinkler is strong now, he is still forty or fifty, and there is a day when he will not be able to do anything.

Especially for a big family like the Ding family, it definitely needs someone to inherit it.

When he received the news, no one knew what he was thinking, but many servants in the manor saw Ding Ze facing the villa, burning three incense sticks in his hands, and bowed three times to the villa.

Especially in the third bow, it took at least half an hour for him to straighten up.

Although the many servants were curious, none of them dared to ask.

If the horse's ass is slapped on the horse's leg, it is a trivial matter to be dismissed, but losing the head is a major matter, so the servants only glanced at it from a distance and hurried away.

After a long time, Dinkler lit cigarette after cigarette, until the incense burned out on the ground, the breeze blew lightly, and the ashes drifted away with the wind, and he took a deep look at the sky, and then left.

"Say, what do I say, you're spying on me taking a bath!" Ding Ze clenched his fists and roared.

Ding Ze has never dealt with Dinkler, even though Dinkler is Ding Ze's father.

But since then...

"Okay, if you really want me to say it, it's okay!" Ding Ze stared at Dinkler, not afraid at all, "That... Can you exchange those 100 cars for cash..."

"Ding Dong!"

"A routine that flashes to the waist. ”

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining fifty-three routine points. The balance is one hundred and three routine points. ”

"Poof. Ding Hui coughed deeply.

Seeing that the father and son in front of him were staring at him, he was also a little embarrassed.

"Flashed to the waist, flashed to the waist, you go on. Ding Hui hurriedly turned his face away and waved his hand.

He exhaled deeply again, and even looked at Ding Ze with some fear, and said silently in his heart, the young master is really... Shameless.

Ding Ze pursed his lips and looked disapproving.

In the past, he never asked for money, and Dinkler always gave him directly and spent as much as he wanted.

But now with the system, it's different.

If you keep using these low-level people, and the routine is added little by little, how long will it take, Ding Ze can't afford to wait.

If you want to completely enter the upper class, money is the first step, followed by connections.

But he couldn't be cheeky to ask for it, so he had to make this decision.

This one hundred taels of hovering cars, one to say the least, has thirty or fifty million, which adds up...

"It's about four billion in total, and the system is really worried about the host IQ. The system sighed.

Ding Ze didn't care, he was already starry now.

"Four billion... Three billion... Seven billion..."Ding Ze swallowed affectionately, "It's the first time in my life that I've taken so much money. ”

Dinkler stood in front of Ding Ze, watching him swallow his saliva like this, and then thinking about what Ding Hui said, his face became gloomy again.

"Dingze, I'm your father!" Dinkler finally couldn't hold back and yelled.

His voice was low, and his roar was really loud, which really scared Ding Ze.

He looked up at Dinkler, his brow furrowed in confusion.

"I feel like you're today..."Ding Ze looked at his roaring appearance and felt a little scared.

"I know it's my fault, but I'm forced to do it. Even if you don't think about the Ding family, think about yourself!" Dinkler said bitterly, lighting a cigarette.

"And even if you really don't like women, you have to keep an offspring... Let's pass it on...", Dinkler said bitterly.

Then he took a deep breath of his cigarette and exhaled the smoke, his face somewhat hazy and blurred.

Ding Ze: "???"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, you stop for a moment, I'll digest it. Tincher interrupted Dinkler. Rubbed his eyebrows.

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, and after a few more moments, his face was already twitching.

"What do you mean... I like men?" Ding Ze's voice trembled a little, "Who... Who told you that!"

Ding Ze really wanted to rush in front of that person now, give him a few punches, and let him look at him below and yell at him: Look clearly, labor and management like women, and labor and management have no reaction to men!

"Forget it, I'm still doing it, think about it..."Dinkler shook his head, snuffed out his cigarette, and walked towards the hospital bed.

Looking at Dinkler's back, becoming more and more lonely, the corners of Ding Ze's eyes were a little moist, "Don't forget my hundred car money..."

I watched as Dinkler walked with his ankle and nearly fell to the ground.

"Wait, I'll give it to you. Dinkler sat down on the hospital bed and waved his hand.

"It's okay to see that you're alive, you can go, and I'll say hello to the dean when the time comes." Dinkler said.

Ding Ze didn't speak, slammed the door and left.

His face was a little depressed and angry.

Not only do I like women, but my kung fu is okay! I don't know which one of the old men who was cut a thousand times told the old man, and he actually said that I like men! Ding Ze gritted his teeth fiercely.

It must be him! Ding Ze clenched his fists and stared intently at Li Ming, who had just entered the ward.

Good boy, I can't play with yin and brightness, and now I can't play with me! I can't kill you! Ding Ze clenched his fists, slammed it on the wall, paused, and a howl spread.

In an instant, the entire corridor was filled with shouting and scolding.