Chapter Twenty-Four: Piercing the Window Paper
Liu Wenwen was more curious about Fang Mo than stammering, so Fang Mo didn't spend much effort to send her away, and Fang's father also recovered from the shock of "being slapped to death by his own son on the beach", and no longer kept asking Fang Mo how to deal with the relationship between several girls.
When my son grows up, it is time to have his own living space, and I should be happy.
Fang Mo meditated and cultivated every night, but after his father came, he couldn't blatantly cultivate on the balcony, but cleaned up two rooms, one for his father and one for him, so that he wouldn't attract his father's attention when he cultivated at night.
In this era of the supremacy of science and technology, the fantasy of Xiuzhen with obvious idealism is difficult to be accepted, especially by people of his father's age.
It's not that he didn't think about letting his parents cultivate the truth together, but he knew that the difficulties and dangers on the road to cultivation were the end of his body and soul at every turn, and he was far less happy than living a happy life in the mortal world, if he didn't want to go to Aoki Immortal Venerable for revenge, he even wanted to stay on Earth forever.
Isn't it good to fight mobs in low-level dungeons and enjoy life? Why do you have to go to the ultimate dungeon to fight hard?
And cultivation is really about talent, forcibly cultivating at the age of your parents, even if you have your own help, whether you can cultivate to the Divine Harmony Realm is a question, and you don't want a higher realm, so it's really better to let the second elder stay on the earth and enjoy life.
It took more than an hour to clean up the room, and I put away all the previous futons and went to buy new ones in the afternoon.
The two were just about to go out to dinner, and Zhou Wenhui came with Zhou Hanming.
Fang Mo guessed his mind when he saw Old Man Zhou at the door, this was the rhythm of taking advantage of the situation to suppress people, cutting first and then playing.
Father Fang saw Zhou Hanming going and returning, he understood Zhou Hanming's thoughts even more, and greeted him with a smile, "Xiao Zhou is here again?"
"This is my grandfather, I heard that you came to visit Fang Mo and came to pick you up and wash the dust. The place has been arranged, uncle, you are welcome. Zhou Hanming said.
As soon as he heard that the other party was Zhou Hanming's grandfather, Father Fang's heart was even more scored, isn't this the rhythm of meeting parents?
"That's great, you left just now, Xiao Mo was still chattering, I was about to ask him to find you, you came over. Father Fang sold Fang Mo very simply, regardless of whether Zhou Hanming and Zhou Wenhui believed what he said.
"Old man Zhou, you are so old and you still come here in person, I really can't afford it, come in and sit. ”
Zhou Wenhui smiled and shook his head, "I won't go in, the hotel is ready, you have already been hungry after taking such a train, right?" Let's go to the hotel first and chat while eating." ”
"Okay!Xiao Mo, clean up, let's go to the hotel." Father Fang smiled.
Fang Mo just looked at his father and agreed, Okay, it's good if you're happy.
Walking downstairs, Zhou Wenhui pointed to the Ferrari next to him and said: "This car is very good, but the space is too small, I will let people change it when I turn around, and it is convenient for you to drive outside." ”
Father Fang already knew the scale of the Zhou Group, and he was a little flattered to be treated so favorably by Old Man Zhou.
"The old man is so polite, how can this work?"
"You don't have to be polite to me, Fang Mo did me a great favor a few days ago, and I haven't had time to thank him yet, so I don't have to worry about this little thing. Zhou Wenhui said with a smile, if only Fang Mo was as good at talking as his father.
Father Fang kept an eye on it, and he was helping again?When did Fang Mo become so powerful?
The hotel booked by Zhou Wenhui is the best in Shicheng, and the specifications are according to the highest standards, and Father Fang has never seen such a big battle, and he is already a little dizzy. However, Fang Mo didn't react, after all, he was a person who had seen the great world, and he would not be surprised by these superficial things in the mortal world.
After three rounds of drinking, Zhou Hanming's face was slightly red, and he was overwhelmed by alcohol, "Grandpa, Uncle Fang, I'm a little dizzy, go outside to breathe." ”
Zhou Wenhui nodded, "Okay, go, be careful, do you want me to find someone to accompany you?"
Father Fang seized the opportunity, "Xiao Mo, what are you doing in a daze? You accompany Han Ming out to breathe." ”
Fang Mo was helpless, knowing that Zhou Wenhui's grandfather and grandson were acting, he couldn't break it, so he had to go out with Zhou Hanming.
When the two came to the hall, Zhou Hanming was a little embarrassed.
"Fang Mo, if my grandfather and I do this, you won't be angry, right?"
"You think things too simply, my father is not like me, he is just an ordinary person. "Fang Mo returned to his previous cold state, the implication is that it is impossible for you to tie me and you together through my father.
Zhou Hanming was angry for a while, am I just not going to invite you to see you?
Fang Mo ignored what Zhou Hanming thought and continued: "I know what you want, but you don't know what I want. I want us to get along happily, you can have a strong sense of purpose, I don't care about giving you some benefits, but you also need to know what to do and what not to do!"
Zhou Hanming's heart was shocked, is this a clear statement?
"Okay, I remember. ”
Fang Mo stopped talking, Zhou Hanming also wisely chose to shut up, and after waiting for more than ten minutes, the two returned to the private room, and Father Fang and Zhou Wenhui had already hooked up and called each other brothers.
Poor Father Fang, an ordinary person, how could he drink Zhou Wenhui, who had great internal strength? He was already so drunk that he was about to lie on the table, and Zhou Wenhui's eyes were still very clear.
Fang Mo walked over and stretched out his hand to press his father's shoulder, and slightly activated his aura, Fang's father closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Zhou Wenhui immediately put away his joking expression and looked at Fang Mo, "Fang Mo, what are you?"
"I'm going to talk to you. ”
"This ...... Okay, Han Ming, you drive your Uncle Fang back and stay there to take good care of it. ”
Zhou Wenhui knew the measure, and after sending Fang's father away, he said: "I apologize to you for today's incident, I thought your father was the same as you." ”
Fang Mo snorted and said, "My father is different from me, he is just an ordinary person, you don't have to beat his idea, it is impossible for him to influence my decision." I hope he can keep the peaceful life he had before and not be disturbed. ”
"Okay, I got it. Zhou Wenhui immediately nodded, "I promise that today's incident will not happen again, but during the time your father is in Shicheng, Han Ming can go to visit, right?" ”
Fang Mo glanced at Zhou Wenhui meaningfully, "I will send my father back tomorrow." ”
"......" Zhou Wenhui.
Fang Mo said again: "I know what you want, we have been getting along quite happily these days, if you encounter any difficulties, you can come to me." ”
Zhou Wenhui's face was ecstatic, he had put so much effort into it, didn't he want this sentence?
I knew that Fang Mo was so good at talking, and he still needed to put up this battle?