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When Wen Lang went into the space to grow ginseng again after dinner, it was a different scene in Luming Villa. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At the dinner table, after Zheng Yao told her family about the process of meeting Wen Lang today, except for Zheng Lao, who had known for a long time, everyone else was stunned, making a net profit of 30 million in one day, and robbing the bank was not so fast.

Coupled with the dragon fruit he took from Wen Lang, the Zheng family couldn't figure out how much **** luck a person had to be like Wen Lang.

In the end, it was Zheng Lao who spoke: "You guys, don't think about it if you can't figure it out, this world is where everyone has their own secrets, you just need to know that Xiaowen is not an ordinary person, Zijian, you and Xiaoyao are both young people, you can usually walk around with him more, such an extraordinary person, it's always good to make friends." ”

Zheng Yao's brother and sister nodded, Zheng Zijian really didn't expect that Wen Lang, who looked very inconspicuous and couldn't be found in the crowd, would become a topic of conversation on their dinner table.

"Brother, don't you like to practice martial arts, Wen Lang said that his fruit is called dragon fruit, which can help martial arts practitioners break through the bottleneck!" Zheng Yao suddenly remembered Wen Lang's words.

Hearing his sister's words, Zheng Zijian stood up excitedly and said, "So Wen Lang knows martial arts?" ”

Zheng Yao shook his head and said, "Then I don't know, he only said this, it should be, otherwise how would he know that this dragon fruit has this effect." ”

"Sit down, it's not calm at all," Zheng Lao shouted at Zheng Zijian.

Zheng Zijian sat down abruptly, touched his head and said, "It's strange to say, although it is also called dragon fruit, this fruit sent by Wen Lang is much stronger than the dragon fruit we usually eat!" ”

The next day, in middle age, Wen Lang received a call from Lin Kai, he had already completed the resignation procedures, and was ready to go to Wen Lang to fight the autumn breeze here.

Wen Lang asked him to prepare more at home, and try to bring his girlfriend with him when he went out this time, and solve his personal problems early along the way.

Lin Kai is different from Wen Lang, he also has a childhood sweetheart's little girlfriend, unlike Wen Lang, who has been alone for several years.

When the two made an appointment to leave, Wen Lang just hung up the phone and received a call from Zheng Yao, in which Zheng Yao asked Wen Lang about the car he bought yesterday.

Wen Lang told her that Lynch had given him a big discount, and Zheng Yao on the other end of the phone muttered: "Count him as a man!" ”

On the phone, Zheng Yao asked Wen Lang if he really knew martial arts, but Wen Lang did not deny it.

"If you really know martial arts, my brother may be entangled with you, he is a martial arts idiot in addition to not wanting to work at home company!" Zheng Yao on the other end of the phone chuckled.

Wen Lang also smiled bitterly, he said that he leaked his mouth for a while yesterday, but it was not a big trouble.

After hanging up Zheng Yao's phone, Wen Lang decided to drive out for a walk, he used to think that he always needed to spend money every time he went shopping, but now he doesn't have to worry about this, and he also has a car.

It was difficult enough for him to let such a lazy person study hard in the space for several days. It's not a problem to just squat in the space every day, he always has to have some fun for himself.

After packing up and parking, Wen Lang went down to start the car and called Lynch, who told him that his license plate could be done this morning.

After going to Lynch to get the license plate and hanging it up, Wen Lang drove to the commercial street, yesterday he only remembered to buy gifts for his family, and he forgot to pack his clothes.

got a haircut and bought a few sets of clothes, Wen Lang didn't encounter the kind of waiter dog looking down on people as written in the novel, nor did he encounter any scenes of the rich second generation forcibly pretending to be forced with a horse, this society is still full of normal people.

After having lunch casually, Wen Lang drove around the street and received a call from Zheng Zijian.

After Zheng Zijian asked his location on the phone, he said that he would be there in a while, Wen Lang found a place to stop the car, sent Zheng Zijian a location, turned on the car stereo, and lay in the car thinking about something.

Wen Lang has long been prepared for Zheng Zijian's call, although Wen Lang will not confess to a person who has known him for a long time, but it is nothing to have more contact.

After a while, Zheng Zijian's car arrived, and after he parked the car, he got out of the car and knocked on Wen Lang's window.

Wen Lang lowered the car window, a handsome face came into view, Wen Lang still remembered what his Chinese teacher said in high school, "The rich and powerful people and the women of bandits are more beautiful than ordinary people," correspondingly, many children of rich families should be very eye-catching if they don't look more like their fathers.

"Do you have anything to do this afternoon, if it's okay, I'll take you somewhere to play!" Zheng Zijian raised his eyebrows and said.

Wen Lang didn't refuse, he was idle anyway, and went to see what the authentic rich second generation was playing: "Okay, I don't have anything to do in the afternoon, you go ahead, I'll follow!" ”

Zheng Zijian got into the car and led the way in front, Wen Lang drove behind, and after a while, the two stopped in front of an antique small courtyard.

Wen Lang looked at the plaque on the lintel of a house, which read Hua's Guoshu Museum.

"How did you get here, I thought you were going to take me to see some kind of high society life!" Wen Lang smiled.

Zheng Zijian said disapprerovingly: "The upper class of fart, a group of boring people are idle and have nothing to do, how can it be like here, the owner of this Guoshu Museum, Mr. Hua, has real kung fu, Xiao Yao said that you may be martial arts, so I will take you to play!" ”

After speaking, Zheng Zijian rang the doorbell, Wen Lang smiled indifferently, he really wanted to see what level these so-called people with real kung fu in modern society are.

Soon, the door was opened from the inside, and a majestic young man opened the door and found that it was Zheng Zijian, and smiled innocently: "Brother Jian, why did you have time to come over today and stop going to work?" ”

Zheng Zijian patted the young man's shoulder enthusiastically and said with a smile: "Xiaoshi, let me introduce you, this is my friend Wen Lang, he is a master!" He turned to Wen Lang and said, "This guy is the apprentice grandson of Old Man Hua, named Shi Lei." ”

Hearing Zheng Zijian say that Wen Lang was a master, Shi Lei's eyes flashed with excitement, and he stretched out his hand to Wen Lang and said, "Welcome, welcome." ”

Wen Lang also stretched out his hand and shook it with him, only to feel a strong force surging from the other party's hand, Wen Lang smiled secretly, is it that people who learn martial arts will shake hands with people like this.

However, the feeling on Shi Lei's side is completely different, no matter how hard he tries, Wen Lang's hand is like a ball of cotton, and like a catfish that does not leave his hands, he can't focus on it.

Wen Lang saw that Shi Lei was still trying hard, so he pulled his hand out with a little force.