Chapter 3 It is hoped that he will die in a battle, and his bones will not be mentioned by posterity

Yes, the two people on the call are Xia Yuexiang's father Xia Zhenghe, and Jue Ling's father Jueqing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Two friends who haven't seen each other for more than ten years have a quarrel for their descendants.

Old friends are important, but sons are even more important, Jue Qing said sharply: "I don't care what your position is, it's not right to attack the child, you have the ability to rush me." ā€

"Well, I don't have a common language with you now. When we meet in the future, you can find me to be angry. Xia Zhenghe's thoughts are the same, they are all heartbroken for their children.

Hearing the sound on the other side, it seemed like he was about to hang up the phone, Jue Qing hurriedly stopped: "Wait, how can you give up dealing with Xiaoling?" ā€

"As long as Xiaoxiang relaxes, I will give up immediately."

"Don't be kidding, it's not that I don't know Xiaoxiang's character, I didn't let go at the beginning, and I will never let go if I don't get the result. Your daughter is very stubborn, let her change her mind, it is better to come back now. ā€

"Jueqing, please be responsible for your own words, after so many years of design, the mission outside is almost over, you come back now, everything will be in vain, you know the punishment of the military region, I advise you not to be stupid."

"Uncle Guan Ben's, my son can't keep it, and I'm still on a fart mission."

Xia Zhenghe suppressed his voice and said, "Even if you say so, I will not withdraw from that lawsuit, maybe your son can survive it." ā€

"Maybe" will not appear at all, 1.3 billion, how do you let a child pay?"

"Then let him work in the detention center for a while, anyway, the mission will be over soon, and you will come back to save ...... then"

"Get out, I warn you, Xia Zhenghe, you can play the lawsuit, but if my son is really detained, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people, anyway, I'm also familiar here, it's a big deal to bring my son here."

"Jueqing, what did you do with the discipline of the military region?"

"It's shit, what's wrong? What about the family members who said to protect their loved ones? Made, words don't count, who has to work for you. ā€

"I have nothing to say to you, I don't think you have made this call."

Xia Zhenghe said that he couldn't win the favor, escaped the other party's intimidation, quickly hung up the phone, and then turned off the phone.

His expression was a little speechless at first, the guy's character that had not changed for many years, and then gradually became solemn, that guy has always done what he said, in case ......

……

Yehua County

In a single-family villa, Ya Ai finally debugged his computer. Then click on the homemade browser and enter a URL.

When the web page opens, it displays a large picture of the shape of a dice, which occupies the entire web page.

Ya Ai snapped his fingers and lay down, and the back of the chair was immediately laid down to form a bed that could be used for one person to lie on.

Lying on it, with his glasses closed, the corners of his mouth outlined a smile of great meaning.

"It's all ready, the next is equal to 100 million to the account, and you can start to implement it, my luck is worth it, hehehe, will the god of fate joke with me? I can't afford to lose this 100 million. ā€

Syllable!

A book slapped in Ai's face.

"If you don't work hard to write an essay, what's the disgusting laugh here?"

Yao Ai sat up, looked at the violent housewife living together, pointed to the computer on the table proudly and said, "The thing I told you a few days ago, I see that I have done a good job of computer chips and programs. ā€

The woman crossed her hands on her hips and said nonchalantly, "So what? What can you do if you do it well, you also said that if you want to win, you must reach the peak of luck, but who knows if your luck has reached the peak? ā€

"Well, of course someone knows."

Ya Ai pretended to smile mysteriously, and couldn't send a text message to sound.

That out of the phone to see, in the text message sent by the traverser.

"Who? Still texting you so late? The woman asked vigilantly, with a hint of rape in her eyes.

"The person you saw in the park that day," Ya Ai said as she handed her mobile phone to the woman: "Let him raise 100 million yuan, and there is still more than 20 million yuan left, and ask if you can let me pay it first." ā€

"That kid can come up with 100 million?" The woman asked in surprise.

"I don't think so."

"Then you still ask people for 100 million."

"That's the basic principal, and I'm helping him."

"Then you just help him pay more than 20 million yuan", the woman glanced at Ai Ai and teased: "Oh, I almost forgot, your total assets are less than 20 million." ā€

"Ahem, I can't say that, I'm serious, and the total assets can still exceed 20 million. Well, it's not my style to give all my assets away to others.

Moreover, this money cannot be paid by me, otherwise a certain guy will probably not admit it. All I can do is help him outside of my money. ā€

"You know him well?"

"Not too familiar."

"Then why did you do so much to help him, as if you had taken the wrong medicine." The woman has witnessed Ai Ai sleeping and his stuff these days.

"As I said, I'm from the same place as him."

"Keep using it, there's money here, can you tell me where you come from?"

"No problem, no problem to tell you, actually...... I'm from outer space. ā€

"you", the woman punched Ai Ai, sulked and turned out of the room to continue her work.

……

Meili Building

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Lu Yuanmao's office.

After everyone finished eating supper, Murong Youli looked at Jue Ling and asked, "How is it?" ā€

"Nope."

Jue Ling shook his head in disappointment, he didn't receive a reply from Ya Ai, he had been in contact with him for a while, and he also knew a little about this person's habits.

If you don't say yes, you won't reply to text messages.

Now it has been almost half an hour since the text message was sent, and he has not received a reply, which shows that Yao Ai is unwilling to pay more than 20 million in advance.

"Three days left, let's try something else." Lu Yuanmao comforted, and finally realized that he was an elder and did not say cool words.

Jue Ling shook his head, he had no other way, Yao Ai was his last borrower. Other than that, he couldn't find anyone to borrow money from.

Murong Star Entertainment Company is now difficult to protect itself, and from the perspective of the company's interests, it is impossible to come up with more than 20 million.

The atmosphere fell silent, and everyone didn't know what to say.

In this way, until the morning, Jue Ling said goodbye and left, and returned home, lying on the bed alone and dreary.

Then, two days passed aimlessly.

June 14th.

There is still one day left before the second trial, Jue Ling has no expectations, and only hopes that he will die in this battle, and the bones will not be lifted by future generations.

Ding Dong –

Jue Ling, who was lying on the bed as always, heard the doorbell ringing downstairs, got up from the bed, and went downstairs to open the door.

"That...... Good morning, Jue Ling. ā€

When she opened the door, Qianyue greeted her with a blushing face.

"Do you want to come to my house for a party today?"

Looking at the big bags and small bags carried by everyone behind Qianyue Huajian, Jue Ling asked.