Nothing to say all night, in short, very lingering, in short, crazy.

Zhang He, who hadn't slept for a long time, also fell into a sweet sleep in the warmth of home, until the morning sun stubbornly penetrated the beige curtains and woke Zhang He up with enthusiasm.

Wang Jingyan is also very tired, and since this period of time, he has hardly rested well, plus he has to serve the dissatisfied desires, and the "livestock" level Zhang He of Jiujilang in one night, Wang Jingyan slept very dead.

Looking at Wang Jingyan, who was lazily leaning on his arms, Zhang He gently kissed her smooth forehead, then carefully pulled out his arm and walked out of the room quietly.

As an unqualified grandson, an unqualified son-in-law, an unqualified husband and father, Zhang He wanted to make a breakfast for everyone and apologize, but what Zhang He didn't expect was that before he opened the kitchen door, the fragrant smell of rice porridge came to his face.

Zhang He couldn't help but laugh dumbly, he didn't expect that he would sleep so deadly, and he didn't even hear the sound of someone getting up to cook.

It feels good to be home, you don't need to be prepared, you don't need to be nervous, and you can sleep peacefully.

Zhang He is an immortal, or rather, Zhang He is a quasi-immortal, after discussion in the middle of the night, Li Qian's father and Wang Pingping's mother also agreed with Grandpa's statement.

Accidentally, I actually found a fairy to come back as a son-in-law, which is much more beautiful than finding the richest man in the world, or the head of state, so grandpa, dad and mom are very proud.

At this moment, Dad is walking with Grandpa in the small garden of the villa, and Mom, who barely goes down to the kitchen, is also busy in the kitchen.

"Mom, it's so early." Pushing open the kitchen door, Zhang He hurriedly strode over, "Mom, I'll come." ”

"No, no." Mom hurriedly waved her hand and said, "You watch TV, how can there be a fairy in the kitchen?" ”

Although Zhang Heming knew that his mother was joking, he still couldn't help but smile a little helplessly, home is warm, but it is undeniable that Zhang He's strength last night did make his parents and grandfather a little uncomfortable.

Zhang He, who was extremely bored, could only go for a walk with his grandfather, but before he could speak, his grandfather asked impatiently, "Hewazi, grandpa watches those immortals on TV, some people can breathe fire, some people can spray water, what else do you have?" ”

Uh, grandpa, you're talking about King Kong gourd baby, right? Well, given that Grandpa is so enthusiastic about the gods, I'll let you enjoy it again.

As his mind turned, a fireball immediately appeared on Zhang He's right hand, and Zhang He's fireball was different from ordinary fireballs, it was a golden crow flame with a super high temperature.

Although the grandfather was very curious about the immortals, the safety of his grandson was the most important, and he couldn't help but remind with concern on his face, "Hewazi, hurry up and throw it away, don't burn your hands." ”

Eh, Zhang He was speechless for a while, but more of his heart was full of warmth, "Grandpa, it's okay." ”

"Hewazi, isn't this fireball really hot?" Being more than three meters away, coupled with the fact that the fireball was not big, the grandfather, who did not feel the terrifying power of the Golden Crow Flame, couldn't help but strode towards Zhang He, and subconsciously reached out to touch the fireball.

Not hot? Zhang Hezhen was defeated by his grandfather, and hurriedly stopped his grandfather who was full of curiosity, "Grandpa, don't, the temperature of this fireball is much higher than that of ordinary flames." ”

"Really?" Grandpa couldn't help but ask with some disbelief.

Well, grandpa, you win.

In order to satisfy his grandfather's curiosity, Zhang He casually threw the fireball to the marble pavement outside the grove.

Under the incredulous gaze of Grandpa and Dad, a huge marble slab was burned to ashes by the way, and not only that, but also nearly a foot of deep sediment.

The shocking effect shocked grandpa and dad again, but in order to make grandpa happy, Zhang He immediately performed the water polo technique.

Water polo and fireball are just a piece of cake for a master of Zhang He's level, but for grandpa and dad, they are all magical.

In order to satisfy the curiosity of his grandfather and father, Zhang He successively cast small spells such as wind blade technique, ice hockey technique, and stealth technique, which had almost no effect in actual combat for a master of his level, which made the two of them addicted.

In the baby's crying, during this period of time, Wang Jingyan, who had finally slept peacefully, had to get up to feed the baby, and after Wang Jingyan finished grooming, breakfast began, but what made Zhang He very speechless was that his grandfather quietly pulled Zhang He aside and discussed an extremely important matter with Zhang He with a serious face.

Choosing a name for your baby.

The name is very easy to solve, last night Zhang He discussed it with his wife Jingyan, the child's name is Zhang An, because whether it is Zhang He, who is almost hovering on the edge of life and death, or Wang Jingyan, who has been looking at home, they all have only one wish, that is, they want their children to be safe and sound and grow up smoothly, and grandpa has no objection to this.

As for the nickname, it's even simpler, it's called An An, but grandpa has a great opinion about this.

The reason is very simple, according to grandpa's thinking, children must choose a good feeding name, such as: dog leftovers, calves, dog eggs and other animal names, even if it is elegant, it is just a nickname for animals such as sunspots.

I said grandpa, are you doing a Whatsminer plane? Is it the age of the gods? You were in the age of Shenma again? Besides, grandpa, do you know how many years my brother has been ridiculed by his friends in the same village because of the god-level nickname he gave me? Even, until junior high school, my brother was so overwhelmed by this god-level nickname that he couldn't raise his head.

If it weren't for my good psychology, I have been very strong since I was a child, it is difficult to say that I have been ruined by the god-level nickname taken by your old man in this life, and even I am in my twenties I have been miserable by you, if in this era, you give your little great-grandson such a nickname, I am sure and I must dare to guarantee that your little great-grandson must be ruined by you.

In order to persuade his grandfather, who was thinking well in the fifties and sixties of the last century, Zhang He had to reluctantly move out of the identity of the immortal, and used the dual identity of the immortal and the divine doctor to ensure that no matter what, the baby could grow up smoothly, and the grandfather was finally willing to give up his stubborn and stubborn persistence.

Breakfast was enjoyable, but at the repeated requests of Wang Pingping's mother, Zhang He had to play the role of King Kong gourd painting again, playing with fire and water, playing with wind and ice.

After breakfast, after Wang Jingyan, a good wife and mother, sorted out his clothes, Zhang He and his father rushed to the headquarters of Huichun Hall.

The seventy-nine-story Huichun Hall Building is now overcrowded, and all the employees from the first floor to the seventy-eighth floor are full, which makes Zhang He feel relieved.

You don't need to look at the business report, but you can already know from the number of employees that the rejuvenation hall has developed quite well.

Li Qian is accustomed to being low-key, although he is one of the founders of the Huichun Hall, but now Li Qian has also let go of all his rights, and is just a temporary position of deputy director of the training department in the training department of the Huichun Hall.

Li Qian, who was so low-key that most people had forgotten about him, just brought Zhang He into the headquarters of the Rejuvenation Hall, and rushed directly to the training department, although the headquarters of the Rejuvenation Hall was full of people and was very lively, but no one had ever recognized Zhang He who had not shown up for nearly eight months, which made Zhang He couldn't help but smile helplessly.

It seems that the influence of doctors is never as good as that of celebrities, as long as you don't toss, you will soon be forgotten.

Nima, for the sake of the development of the Rejuvenation Hall, should my brother toss some more gods and horses? Zhang He couldn't help but think a little helplessly, but looking at the headquarters of the Rejuvenation Hall where people came and went, Zhang He decisively gave up this idea.

Doctors are never stars, and the most important thing for doctors is always medical skills, rather than constantly appearing in the co-work media like idol stars, relying on hype again and again to get to the top.

Although, at certain times, hype is also necessary, but most of the time, the most important thing for a doctor is to sit quietly and see people.

Unconsciously, Zhang He slowly climbed to the seventy-eighth floor.

The 79th floor is the core of the Rejuvenation Hall, where the chairman and general manager work, not only cannot be reached by elevator, but there are also two security guards standing at the top of the staircase.

Is this a Shenma situation? Could it be that Liu Qiong's personal safety has been threatened?

Full of suspicion, Zhang He walked to the stairs leading to the seventy-ninth floor, but unfortunately, the two security guards immediately stretched out their right hands to stop Zhang He, and said unceremoniously, "Show your work card." ”

Uh, that's okay? It doesn't matter if others don't know my brother, how can you two not know my brother? Didn't you notice that my brother is very similar to the guy named Zhang He posted on the wall? Zhang He couldn't help but think a little mischievously, and then couldn't help but seriously look at the high-definition spray painting on the wall.

Besides, even if my brother is not your chairman, as a security guard, you can't be so arrogant, can you?

Looking at the two high-spirited security guards, Zhang He couldn't help but feel a little unhappy. ___Small/Say/Bus/Tax___