Su Wen's supermarket is at the gate of Pingyuan No. 1 Middle School, affected by the National Day holiday, students have not returned from the holiday, and all supermarkets have no business, but they can't close their stores and not do business. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the afternoon, Su Jianjun took a cup of tea, put it on the counter, and began his long-standing habit of drinking tea and reading newspapers.

In these years, computers have not yet flown into the homes of ordinary people, and there are few good programs on TV, in this case, reading newspapers is a good spice to pass the time.

Su Jianjun subscribed to three newspapers, People's Daily, Nanfang Daily, and Jiangzhou Daily.

The daily browsing order is to read the People's Daily first, then the Nanfang Daily, and finally the Jiangzhou Daily.

The People's Daily has a focus on domestic current affairs, and as a Chinese, although I can't contribute to it, I will still care.

Nanfang Daily mainly reports the news of Pingyuan and several surrounding counties, and Su Jianjun is a native of Pingyuan, so he naturally cares about what is happening in the surrounding area.

Jiangzhou Daily mainly reports the news of the entire city of Jiangzhou.

After reading the People's Daily and Nanfang Daily, Su Jianjun had no interesting news, and he was already a little sleepy.

But Su Jianjun still picked up Jiangzhou Daily, looking forward to this newspaper and good news.

opened the front page of Jiangzhou Daily, and a photo of a teenager came into view. Su Jianjun, who was originally a little mentally sleepy, seemed to be a clever man, and his sleepiness disappeared.

Su Jianjun thought that he had made a mistake, wiped his eyes, and then carefully looked at the photos on the newspaper, or did he look more and more like his son Su Wen?

Su Jianjun looked at the news headline again, "WeChat News Boss, Nineteen-year-old Youth!"

Nineteen years old? Su Jianjun muttered in his mouth, isn't his son Su Wen also nineteen years old?

Su Jianjun continued to read the content of this newspaper, the young man in it was called Su Wen, and his son was also called Su Wen?

He is currently studying computer science at Jiang University, isn't his son also studying computer science at Jiang University?

All the characteristics match, could it be that the photo in this newspaper is really his son?

But it's impossible, how can his son have so much ability?

Su Jianjun is still a little impressed by this micro-news, and Jiangzhou Daily also published its news some time ago, and it made 6 million in three days, which attracted the attention of many people.

But is this company his son's?

Although I had heard Su Wen say that he was working part-time outside, how could he suddenly become the boss of the micro-message in the newspaper? Su Jianjun really couldn't believe it in his heart.

Su Jianjun was puzzled, he couldn't even take care of the store, and hurriedly ran to the second floor with the newspaper to find his wife.

Wang Yufeng was watching TV on the second floor, and felt strange when he saw Su Jianjun running upstairs with a newspaper in a hurry. Don't you have to look at the store, what if the things in the supermarket are taken away?

Wang Yufeng's brows furrowed, and he was about to roar.

Su Jianjun came to Wang Yufeng's side, handed the newspaper to her before she could roar, and hurriedly spoke. "Look at this newspaper. ”

Wang Yufeng's face was even more ugly, for the content of a newspaper, he didn't even care about the store, and hurriedly ran over, is this like words?

Su Jianjun saw that his wife didn't take the newspaper in his hand, so he hurriedly said. "If you look at this newspaper, the person in it seems to be our son. ”

Wang Yufeng's expression was stunned, what are the parents in the world most concerned about? It must be their own children!

Wang Yufeng even forgot the lines that she was about to scold her husband, so she hurriedly took the newspaper in Su Jianjun's hand and read it carefully.

Looking closely, the photos, ages, names and schools in this newspaper are all the right numbers for their sons.

But is this really his own son? Wang Yufeng couldn't believe it, why did his son become the boss of WeChat, didn't he just celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival together a few days ago?

Su Jianjun saw that Wang Yufeng finished reading the newspaper, and the person became stunned, pushed her shoulder, and asked anxiously. "Tell me quickly, isn't it our son?"

Wang Yufeng came back to his senses, although he was a little reluctant to admit this fact, but he still said. "Like!"

Su Jianjun paced a few steps and muttered in his mouth. "I think so, too, but how is that possible?"

"It's impossible to call and ask. "Wang Yufeng didn't have a good airway.

Su Jianjun was also concerned about the chaos, but he didn't expect it for a while, so he picked up the landline in the living room and dialed Su Wen's mobile phone.

The phone only rang twice, and Su Wen answered the phone.

"Su Wen!"

"It's me, Dad, what's the matter?" Su Wen heard Su Jianjun's voice.

"It's okay, Dad just wanted to ask you... Have you finished eating the mooncakes you brought over, and I'll ask your brother-in-law to send you some more after you've finished eating. When he was about to know the answer, Su Jianjun became nervous and a little afraid to face it, so he found a topic to diverge first.

Su Jianjun's heart was very conflicted at this time, he hoped that his son would be published in the newspaper, but in his selfish heart, he hoped that what was published in the newspaper was not his son.

This is a complicated psychology, Su Jianjun didn't turn a corner for a while, and in his heart he still hoped that Su Wen was the child who needed to take care of himself and didn't grow up.

"No, I haven't finished eating what I brought here. Su Wen replied on the other end of the phone.

Wang Yufeng urged impatiently on the side. "Ask if it's him in the newspaper!"

Su Jianjun also knew that there were some things that could not be escaped, so his expression eased first, calmed down a little apprehensive, and then said. "I read Jiangzhou Daily today, the newspaper said that the boss of the micro-message, I look strange like you, but I think how can it be you, you are my son, I still know how capable you are, how can you become the boss of the micro-message!"

Su Wen was suddenly silent on the other end of the phone.

Su Jianjun also felt the change in Su Wen on the other end of the phone, but his heart couldn't help sinking, and he had roughly estimated that what Jiangzhou Daily said was his son Su Wen.

The scene fell silent, and after a few minutes, just when Su Jianjun couldn't help but want to ask again.

Su Wen said softly on the other end of the phone.

"The newspaper said that... It's me!"