Chapter 1 The Noble Son is Coming One
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He slowly walked to the side of the bed and whispered in a young man's ear: "Young master, get up, today is the first day of high school registration, don't be late." β
The young man kicked off the quilt and stretched his waist before he said slowly: "Got it, Steward Li, go and help me clean up my things." β
"Eh, I'll go now, hurry up." Steward Li answered and exited the room.
"Got it, got it, bothered it!" The boy shouted.
The young man got dressed in twos and threes, looked at the handsome and somewhat childish face in front of the mirror, smiled stupidly, walked into the extremely luxuriously decorated bathroom, washed up, arranged his hair in front of the mirror, and walked out of the bathroom with a proud face.
At this time, Huanghuali's dining table was full of all kinds of breakfast, and the young man wrapped the napkin, forked left and right, and looked very gentlemanly.
Soon the young man was full, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and was about to get up, Steward Li ran down from the upstairs in a hurry, carrying a very expensive customized schoolbag in his hand, and shouted to the young man: "Young master, hurry up, it's going to be late!" β
The young man glared at Steward Li coldly, and said slowly, "What's the hurry?" It's too late, what are they going to do to me? β
"Yes, yes, young master." Steward Li said lightly
"Kick, kick, kick..." From upstairs came the sound of high heels, and a beautifully dressed woman appeared on the stairs, apparently the teenager's mother.
She stood on the stairs and said to the young man: "Zong'er, go quickly, after all, on the first day, leave a good impression on everyone." β
The driver bent down to invite the young man into the car, carefully closed the door, for fear of damaging this high-end toy, Steward Li put the schoolbag beside the young man, closed the car door and shouted by the window: "Young master, be careful!" "I can hear a lot of concern for the teenager. The young man said impatiently without looking back: "Are you annoyed!?" I'm not going to kindergarten! β
"Driver! Drive! The boy shouted again to the driver in the front seat, and the driver said to the Maybach: "Start!" The Maybach started the V12 engine and let out a cheetah-like roar, the driver slammed on the accelerator, and the car sped out, he had to send the young master to school on time, or he would be fired.
The vehicle shuttled in the torrent, the young man always looked thoughtful, in fact, this young master has a name, his name is Wang Xuanzong, post-00, the standard rich second generation, my mother's local famous dancer, her dance into Dunhuang Flying Immortal-like grace, the audience is all admired for her, not to mention the appearance; His father's local entrepreneur, self-made, with excellent leadership, the company's performance soon accounted for the top ten in the province, after a few years of hard work to occupy the first position in the decline, he also deserved to be the richest man, married a beautiful mother, is a successful person, in recent years the company has cooperated with large companies at home and abroad, ready to have greater development, of course, the couple's feelings have never cracked, Wang Xuanzong lived in such a beautiful family, but also developed his temperament of a noble son, is very flamboyant and loves to show off in front of others, but he never admits defeat, so his grades are always among the best, which has developed his habit of flamboyance and sings all the way to the end.
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