In the morning, the playboy was bored in the flower house, and squatted on the steps to watch the wind blow the leaves. Madame Hua also came over several times, each time with snacks and other snacks.

In this regard, Wu Zheng was very happy, and he stuffed it into his mouth vigorously, and chatted with Mrs. Hua very hotly. I have to say that Mrs. Hua is a typical image of a good wife and mother, and her conversation and demeanor are all gentle and elegant.

The morning was spent like this. And in the mind of the playboy, he is still thinking about where to get money to spend.

"Housekeeper. The dude shouted impatiently, he did not believe that the old butler would not know about this.

The old butler's ears were very sensitive, and he heard the shouts of his young master from a long distance. Open your mouth, take a deep breath, luck dantian, and start running. The old butler took three steps and one step at a time, and ran towards the source of the sound like a reincarnation.

Fortunately, the old housekeeper is always strong and can fight again. Thanks to the playboy every day, the old housekeeper's body can be exercised every day. It's not the old housekeeper who blows, just his current body, and the average young man is not an opponent.

After a hurried trot, the old butler finally came to the dude out of breath.

"It's slow. The dude said as he crossed his legs, sat on the steps and clasped his fingers.

When the old housekeeper heard this, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat. In the past, when the playboy said this, it meant that he was not very satisfied with his speed. The implication is that he is going to suffer.

This playboy grew up under the watchful eye of the old housekeeper, and he didn't feel much when he was a child, until the child was more than ten years old, and he didn't know who he learned to lose. Every once in a while, they will run out and scatter money and throw money.

The master of his own family couldn't take care of it, so he simply didn't care about it, and threw the playboy directly to the old butler. After so many years, the old butler can be said to be physically and mentally exhausted, and he may have to die in this glorious post one day.

The old butler gasped even more, tried his best to make himself look very hard, and said, "Maybe I've been slacking off in the past few months." "Actually, the old butler is right, he is indeed slacking. It's a paradise without a dandy! Every day you have free time, you can enjoy the scenery and sometimes even have a cup of tea. This is the day that the elderly should enjoy.

The dude snorted, this is not the point, now he is most concerned about how to make money. "That my father restricts Young Master Ben from spending money, do you know about this?"

When the old housekeeper heard this, he didn't know how to answer, and finally it turned into a stumbling: "Know, know, know." ”

"Do you know?" the playboy glared at the old butler impatiently, and gave him a look to understand it for himself.

The old housekeeper also knew that this matter could not contain the fire, so he had to nod yes. The playboy put down Erlang's leg, and as he expected, the old housekeeper was in cahoots with his father.

The playboy got up, patted the dust off his body, and said, "What did my dad say?"

"The old man instructed that the young master should not be allowed to touch the money in the account. The old butler thought for a moment, then blurted out.

"Gone?"

"It's gone. The old butler said without thinking about it.

The playboy nodded, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Okay, it's okay, stand down." With a wave of his hand, the dude let the old butler go.

The old housekeeper couldn't wait to leave quickly, wiped the sweat from his head, and subconsciously ran away. He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

After the old butler left, the playboy secretly went to the account room alone. At this time, in the mind of the playboy, there is already an idea.

There are many people in the account room, and they are busy sorting out the accounts of the account room. The playboy strides with his head held high

Go in, how majestic and majestic, this time, he has enough confidence. Unlike in the past, the playboy did not speak directly this time, but pretended to care about the situation of the flower family and went around twice in the same place. In fact, he didn't know what kind of business their Hua family did, so they were just rich.

After wandering around for a while, I was dizzy with all those guys, staring at the playboy in a circle, forgetting the accounts in my hand. In fact, it's no wonder that in the eyes of this group of guys, Young Master Hua is a complete man-eating demon, and he is the kind that doesn't spit out bones.

How many nights have they not been able to sleep, how many days have they been frightened, how many cold and hot have they had suffering, how many springs and autumns have they ......

Don't talk about it, it's all tears. I thought that the playboy would not come back, but who would have expected him to come arrogantly again. Today, it is destined to break out a war without gunpowder.

After pacing a few steps, the playboy suddenly stopped, and without looking back, he asked, "Where is the family's property?" Take it out and let Ben Gongzi take a look. ”

This group of guys was suddenly embarrassed, one looked at the other and didn't know what to do. No one dared to answer, and the atmosphere fell into a dead silence all of a sudden. Just kidding, where anyone dares to answer, isn't that tantamount to looking for death?

The playboy's patience was limited, and after thinking for a moment, the playboy spoke again: "Before leaving, my father said that he wanted to let Ben Gongzi pay more attention to the affairs of the Hua family, so Ben Gongzi will take a look at this land first." Why, my dad didn't listen to me?"

When this group of guys heard this, they all fell into a situation where they didn't know what to do. In the end, a young man tiptoed and said, "What the young master said is true?"

The playboy was proud, if he didn't say that this guy was young, he could believe it. What kind of person is he playboy, shamelessly say, that is a hooligan and a loser. What lack of morality, as long as you have heard of it, then there is nothing he has not done. If so, then he must be planning to do it.

Although the playboy is happy in his heart, he can't show it on his face. still had that serious expression, and said seriously: "When did my son deceive someone, I see that you have a future, and when my son succeeds to the throne, I will promote you." ”

In fact, the playboy still wants to say what position he will be promoted, but after thinking about it for a long time, he doesn't know what he can be promoted. So, it's promoted.

When the young man heard this, he immediately blossomed with joy, and the smile on his face could no longer be hidden. I was busy going to the back hall to rummage, and after a while, none of the other guys dared to make a sound, and they all watched like a play.

After a while, the young man grinned and took out a pile of title deeds. The smile on the playboy's face gradually emerged, as if it could finally be hidden, and it was finally exposed. But it doesn't matter anymore, the title deed is already close at hand, and you can't escape from the palm of your hand.

The playboy coughed symbolically, then paced past, his eyes glancing over the deeds and title deeds, consciously or unconsciously. The deed doesn't mean much to him, and it's impossible for him to go out and buy a house and start a real estate business. Besides, where do you live after selling your house?

The playboy muttered in his heart, how much can he get with so many land deeds? I knew that I would have asked Wu Zheng to come over, and there was a small follower to call, how majestic. Well, do it yourself and have plenty of food and clothing.

The fellow put the title deeds and the like on the table one after another, and stacked them up in a dozen and a dozen. The playboy was shocked at this time, how much money did he have! Even he, a playboy, could have thought that the land title deed could be moved for so long, and it was not over. Looking at the guy's energetic appearance, the hell knows how many more.

The dude's forehead began to drip sweat, which may not be too much. So it seems

, no matter how much the Hua family loses for ten generations, it can't be defeated. It turns out that having money is also a kind of torture and suffering.

The dude looked at the guy who was sweating profusely and laughing, well, the dude felt a little too much. With a wave of his hand, he stopped the guy. If he doesn't make a move, it is estimated that he will have to move to tomorrow alone. He doesn't sleep, he has to sleep.

The playboy stepped forward, picked a few random title deeds, and then turned around and left in style. At that moment, the figure of the playboy was incomparably majestic in the eyes of the young man. As everyone knows, this guy can't escape the fate of being scolded by the housekeeper.

Trotting all the way, hiding the title deed in his sleeve, looking left and right like a thief. Three steps and one turn back, as if I had seen a ghost.

At this time, Wu Zheng had nothing to do in his spare time, and played with the small short knife given to him by the playboy in the room. The Hua family is so rich, his knife should be worth a lot of money. Look, I haven't paid attention to it lately, and I always feel that the knife is a little dull.

Wu Zheng's fingers rubbed on the blade of the knife, and he should have sharpened it. But suddenly, the dude kicked the door open, and then crept in like a thief and closed it.

Entering the door, the playboy breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Wu Zheng's hand. The dude raised his eyebrows, and his eyes widened and the boss asked, "Are you addicted to bloodletting?"

Wu Zheng didn't react at first glance, and waited for a long time before thinking of looking at his fingers. I thought it was a big deal, but it turned out to be cut by a knife. Which fool just said that knives are not sharp?

Wu Zheng watched the blood slowly flow out, as if it was a little painful. It seems that his reflex arc is a bit long. It took a while for the blood to flow before I remembered that it hurt. Damn, it's not a big deal if it's bleeding?

Fortunately, Wu Zheng's healing ability is still very strong, and it will be all right in just a while. If you wipe the blood off your hands, you won't be able to see it at all. Wu Zheng's rejection of his special ability from the beginning, I don't know when, gradually turned into pride.

The dude took out the title deed from his sleeve and lined it up on the table. Wu Zheng looked curious, took back the knife, and immediately came over. "What is this?" Wu Zheng asked if he didn't understand, and he didn't hide it.

The playboy sat on a chair and said slowly: "Title deed." After saying that, he picked up the pastry on the table and took a bite, leaving a crooked crescent moon.

Wu Zheng had naturally heard of the title deed, but he didn't understand what the playboy meant. What can the title deed do, and is it possible that it can be sold? In fact, Wu Zheng guessed correctly this time, and the playboy really planned to sell it.

The sale of land and property can be said to be a great unfilial deed. Even if he is a loser, there is no so-called sale of land. Only when the family is in ruin, will it be sold. It's good to be a playboy, he does what others don't dare to do, and he does not violate the world's greatness, and he slips the world's ridiculousness. Anyway, his reputation is bad enough, and he doesn't care about any worse.

"Where's the dust?" asked the dude, seeing that there was no one around.

"Let's be in a daze next door. Wu Zheng replied indifferently. On the day of falling dust, except for being in a daze or disappearing, there is no third possibility.

The dude took another bite, licked a few bites of the crumbs from his hands, and then got up and stroked his sleeves away. Destination, next door.

Wu Zheng looked at it, and said in his heart, why is it so troublesome. I knocked directly on the wall next door, and if the dust was there, I would definitely come over and stare at it coldly, and then go back.

Sure enough, before the playboy could push the door, Luochen rushed out with a cold face. The two glanced at each other, and then the dust passed by the playboy and went straight to Wu Zheng.

In the room, Wu Zheng had already made preparations. Sitting on a chair, pouring tea with pastries in his mouth, just waiting for the dust to fall.