It's night.

In a villa in Qingyuan District, Jianghe City.

A middle-aged man looked coldly at the young man kneeling on the ground.

The young man, on the other hand, was trembling a little.

Next to the two men, a slightly rich woman was looking at the young man worriedly, and then at the middle-aged man, wanting to say something, but before she could speak, the middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Shujuan, you don't have to intercede with me, I must teach this bastard a good lesson today." ”

"This ....."

The middle-aged woman, who was still persuasive, shook her head helplessly when she heard this.

"Raise your head for Lao Tzu!"

At this time, the middle-aged man shouted angrily, which frightened the young man and quickly raised his head, but his body also trembled even more, seeing his appearance, a trace of disappointment flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"Look at you, look at the way you are now! People are not ghosts, what are you talking about! All these things you have done today are smearing your Lao Tzu in the face, you know! What have people outside said about me until now? They say that you Lao Tzu Lan Xueyi has worked hard for most of his life and gave birth to a loser! A loser who is a shame for your Lao Tzu and a loser for your Lao Tzu!"

Speaking of this, perhaps excited, Lan Xueyi directly smashed the ashtray on the table on the young man's head, and with a bang, Lan Xueyi was stunned, the young man directly fell to the ground and kept screaming in pain, while the middle-aged woman hurriedly ran to the ground and hugged the young man.

She roared at Lan Xueyi: "Lan Xueyi, what are you going to do? No matter how bad your son is, you can educate him, but why are you so heavy? Do you want to kill him? This is not your son, or my child, you want to kill him, do you have my consent?"

"You ......"

Looking at the mother and son on the ground, Lan Xueyi also knew that he was impulsive, but he was also angry in his heart at the moment, snorted coldly, and then turned to leave.

No one noticed that his hands, trembling slightly...

"Woooooo Son, how are you?"

Here, the middle-aged woman said crying.

"Mom, I... I'm fine. The young man said weakly.

"It's all your father's fault, why is it so serious. The woman looked at her son with great distress.

A flash of resentment flashed in the young man's eyes, but it was fleeting, and then he said slowly: "Mom, I don't blame me, this time it's really me who is not good, and I embarrassed him." ”

"Hmph, is it his shame or your life that matters. ”

The young man smiled and said, "Okay, Mom, although I was smashed, it was actually just a little painful, and it was not a big deal, I want to go back to the room to rest, is it okay?" ”

"But... Okay, but I'll help you with the wound on your head first. The woman said.

"No need Mom, I have tools in my room, I can handle it myself. The young man said, and hobbled upstairs.

The woman was a little uneasy when she saw this, but she still didn't follow, because it had been more than twenty years, and she also knew how her child was, and when her son disappeared around the corner, the woman squatted down, sobbed softly, and wiped the blood stains on the blood-stained ashtray......

And at this moment, the young man returned to his room, and the peaceful expression that had been in front of his mother disappeared and was replaced by a grim expression.

"Damn, you actually beat me like this, don't think that you are my son, I won't give up!"

The young man touched the wound on his head, grinned, and then sat down on the sofa next to him, "I was by someone today." ”

As he spoke, he picked up another tablet, turned it on, and then contacted a person, and after a while, a man appeared on the computer screen with a mouth on his mouth and sunglasses on his eyes.

"Lan Shao, I've already dealt with that woman for you. ”

"Good. Hearing the man's words, he smiled coldly, and then he continued: "Has the person who called the police in the afternoon been found?"

"Lan Shao, there were many people who called the police in the afternoon, but the first one who called the police, after our investigation, was a person named Jiang Zhe, it can be said that because of him, the police came so quickly. The man in sunglasses said.

"I see..."

The young man thought for a moment, and then said, "You give me his information, and when this turmoil passes, I will let him taste the bitterness myself!"

"Okay Lan Shao!"

For the young man's words, the man in sunglasses did not hesitate at all, and quickly sent Jiang Zhe's information to him.

Afterwards, the two ended the chat after chatting for a while.

Looking at the information about Jiang Zhe on the computer, the young man smiled coldly: "Don't blame me for being so ruthless, if you want to blame you, you will be nosy, when this matter is over, Lao Tzu will definitely make you look good!"

......

Jiang Zhe is not completely unclear about the young man's affairs, after all, they don't know, Xiao Meow has already captured it when they are looking for Jiang Zhe's information, and even their video call Jiang Zhe can see it clearly, and Jiang Zhe doesn't care much about it.

After all, this kind of person looks crazy, but in fact, it is a silver-like pewter gun head, and without his father's backer, it is impossible for him to do anything.

Hearing that he was going to deal with his father, Jiang Zhe was even more speechless, how brain-dead would he be to do such a self-destructive thing on the Great Wall.

"This Lan Xueyi is a well-known philanthropist, how can he teach such a person?"

Jiang Zhe shook his head lightly and felt a little regretful, as the so-called tiger father has no dog son, but Lan Xueyi's father and son are really tiger father and dog son, and they are also the kind of white-eyed wolf, the kind that even his own father wants to fight back.

This lesson tells us that when it comes to children's education, we must not relax or spoil them. ”

Jiang Zhe sighed lightly in his heart, Lan Xueyi also found that he was indeed a real philanthropist after Xiao Meow's search, and even his computer clearly recorded every amount of money funded, and there was no use of charity to make money at all.

Since Lan Xueyi started his career in the past ten years, he has invested more than 500 million in charity, that is to say, an average of about 50 million per year, which is already a very big philanthropist, after all, although Lan Xueyi is rich, he can't reach the level of the Su family.

Jiang Zhe still admires this kind of person very much.

"I just hope that Lan Chengjie doesn't do anything stupid, otherwise, even if I admire your son, I will let you try what it's like to be a person again. ”

Although he admired Lan Xueyi, if his son did something beyond the limit of his patience, Jiang Zhe would definitely not turn a blind eye.

In fact, he is still very interested in being able to help Lan Xueyi teach his son or something.