Regarding being calculated, Zhao Ying didn't know at all.

Besides, I don't care if I know it.

The second generation of the rich is just a whip leg can be KO off, with the background is a special accident handling department, if you want to teach these gentlemen who are still growing up in the greenhouse a lesson, it really couldn't be easier.

Even if you really talk about the background, who is the Special Accident Handling Section directly under the Central Committee afraid of?

A casual phone call can make ordinary municipal units obey.

An application is the cooperation of the provincial unit.

Rich second generation?

It is estimated that even if the ordinary second generation of officials meets them, they have to stand next to them with their heads down.

After all, the Special Accident Handling Section deals with terrorist existences that can endanger national security, especially in the passive environment of aura recovery, and it is directly responsible for delaying the handling of accidents.

Ordinary criminal responsibility is another matter, and if you bear the responsibility of national security, it will be completely finished.

This is not uncommon in the Special Incident Handling Division.

After all, evil incidents are frequent.

Some of the rich second generations who have more contact with the dark side also have more incidents of infection, and for the safety of the people and the country, there are many times when they directly take killing methods, and there is no obstacle to follow-up processing.

Therefore, Zhao Ying's background and background now do not need to care about the world.

Even if it is inconvenient for the Special Accident Handling Section to come forward.

But the junior brother is still here!

What is Pei Shangqing doing at home?

His father is a dignified city police chief, and because the city is important, the level is deputy department level, and the right to speak is equal to the department level, and he can directly contact the ministerial-level leaders at critical moments.

Let's just say that the ordinary rich second generation, which one can compare with him with this background?

Not to mention pulling up.

The grandfathers in the family are all old party members.

Continuing up, my grandfathers were all old Red Army soldiers during the Long March.

On these points, Pei Shangqing can completely pat his chest and say loudly that he is the fourth generation of red, what qualifications does the rich second generation have to compare with a family like him?

The most important thing is that who made him have a crush on Zhao Ying in his heart?

Well.

He was the little boar.

For Zhao Ying, a watery little cabbage, it has been coveted for a long time.

No, I've been coveting Zhao Ying's two watery little cabbages for a long time, after all, there is still the empress's sister, buy one get one free, and marry two daughters-in-law!

For the sake of love, Pei Shangqing can play with this rich second generation!

Of course.

Even if he plays hard, he has an absolute advantage.

The family legend "Breaking the Captivity" is a real melee combat technique.

Although it is now the world of hot weapons, and the individual combat weapons are all inferior, how many of the gangsters who can cut and fight each other on the street can get close to Pei Shangqing's body?

I'm afraid that before I waited for the guy, I was recklessly kicked to the ground by Pei Shangqing!

This is the time to look away.

Right at home.

Zhao Ying on the bed woke up yawning.

Wearing pink pajamas, he walked out of the room with a little bear with his body temperature, and came to the kitchen with sleepy eyes and smelling: "Wow, it's so fragrant, Dad, what did you cook delicious in the morning?"

It's just that she was stunned at the kitchen door: "Mmmmmmmm

It's not Daddy inside.

It's Mom!

"Oh my God!"

Zhao Ying glared in surprise: "Mom?!"

"Huh?"

Xia Shi turned the wok inside: "What's wrong?"

She turned her head to look at her daughter, and raised her eyebrows a little proudly: "I didn't expect it, today it was my mother who cooked breakfast herself, isn't it very moving?"

"Impressed?" Zhao Ying came back to her senses in shock and pouted: "But Dad has been making breakfast all the time!"

"Humph!" Xia Shi pouted: "I don't feel sorry for my mother!"

"This is also distressing...... Zhao Ying scratched her head: "But Mom, are you sure you can eat such a greasy thing in the morning?" She looked at the golden egg fried rice that was already on the table, and the chicken soup that was still hot in the wok, and swallowed and foamed a little embarrassed: "Isn't it a little, too greasy?"

"Hey!" Xia Shi blushed and said stubbornly: "Eat enough in the morning, eat well at noon, and eat less at night, this is common sense in life, Xiaoying, you are still young!"

"Does it have anything to do with the greasy food you eat in the morning?" Zhao Ying looked at her with suspicion.

"Humph!" Xia Shi pouted: "I don't understand my mother!"

"Okay...... Zhao Ying retreated: "Do you still have the pickles that my father bought back at home?" She hesitantly touched her flat lower abdomen: "It's so greasy, I'm afraid I'll get fat again......"

"Pickles?" Xia Shi glanced at the refrigerator: "No, why don't you let your dad buy some more?"

"Oh. Zhao Ying nodded hurriedly.

No way.

Look at the breakfast on the table now.

Golden egg fried rice, this is very greasy, plus a bowl of chicken soup left over from last night, although it is nutritious, but the level of greasy multiplied by two, how can she, a little fairy who flaunts her figure, stand it?!

Of course, you can't lose weight by eating pickles, but at least there's a psychological comfort, isn't it?

So she pushed open the door to the study.

Lao Zhao is looking at the readers in the QQ group with a serious face.

Commonly known as diving.

He is also desperate for the lack of update, but there is nothing he can do, after all, the mouse and keyboard of the code word, these two deflated calves are so lazy, so angry that he just wants to smoke these two guys' ear scrapers!

But what do readers have to say about him now?

This year's readers can't do it!

Lao Zhao sighed.

At this time, he also noticed that the door behind him was open, Lao Zhao turned his head to look, and found that it was his bright little cabbage, and suddenly switched the chat window of the QQ group like lightning, and coughed lightly: "What's wrong Xiaoying?"

"The pickles at home are gone. ”

Zhao Ying scratched her head: "I want to buy some." ”

Holding the bear with one hand, looking at the appearance of the father who had not forgotten the code words in the morning, he was still a little guilty: "Or you tell me where it is, I'll buy it, it's nothing in the morning anyway." ”

As children, they should be considerate of their parents, especially if they are also working, and they also understand the difficulties of work.

This made Lao Zhao sigh and sigh suddenly.

It's good when the child is older.

"What's the name of the pickles in old Beijing, is it coming from Babao Zhai?"

Lao Zhao also scratched his head: "I really forgot the name for a while." It doesn't matter if you think about it, she said: "I went to find someone from old Beijing and asked, which one is the most famous, and which one is guaranteed." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Ying was stunned: "Do we have a pickle shop in old Beijing?" She looked out the window in surprise: "Dad, when did the old Beijing hot pot restaurant on the corner still sell pickles?"

"Oooh?" Lao Zhao suddenly understood: "It's not that one, it's the pickles in the vegetable market." He coughed, the recent update problem made him anxious, almost pouted, but still waved his hand and said: "I'll go down and buy it later, you go back to the room to change your clothes first, what do you look like in pajamas?!"