One hundred and twenty-four. Two-year-old dad
He Zuoge listened to Liu Feiyu's crying and crying description because she was jealous and offended the heavyweight Luo Lanqi's head was dizzy for a while, and he couldn't wait to directly pat the three guys in front of him who looked guilty but didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
When he bought back the "Light Wings", he never thought of cultivating it himself, this combination that could not get the top three in the competition, only the beautiful appearance and good pure temperament can be used well, right? I didn't expect it to be too much to succeed and more to lose! He Zuoge didn't want to scold them, it was useless, it was only right to think about how to redeem it.
He Zuoge personally drove to the hotel where Roland was staying, barely calmed down, and asked with his usual smile, and learned that Roland had left an hour ago when the front desk attendant was confused.
So he could only call Liu Lian in shock.
His tone was naturally very bad, and Liu Lian was no better.
"What kind of assistant of yours is going to do? It's not good to bring someone over! And let his girlfriend drag him away? ā
"How dare you ask me! Everyone was hurt! The most important face can't be seen now, you say his customer, what if there is a request from us these days? ā
Zhang Ting listened to Liu Lian's indignant reply, touched his still painful face, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let me tell you Liu Lian, it's my engagement in three days, if anything goes wrong, just wait!"
"Then I will also tell you, we are a cooperative relationship, not a relationship between superiors and subordinates, the old lady is just out to sell, it has nothing to do with me if you can't talk about it, not to mention that this time it's not our side, calling Zhang Ting is purely voluntary help, and if you don't ask for medical expenses, it's polite!" Liu Lian also dropped the phone with a snap.
Zhang Ting looked at Liu Lian adoringly and obsessively.
"Big sister...... I'm causing you trouble. ā
"It's trouble." Liu Lian lowered her head and twisted her chin: "Tsk, an old customer asked you to go before tomorrow, what do you say?" ā
It was He Zuoge who was depressed, and he had already been dropped by two women on the phone today.
He held his breath and dialed the phone again.
"Ran."
This time, the voice is very gentle, and the gentleness is a bit fake.
"Well, have a good rest. Did the diamond jewellery arrive? Well, you'll definitely be the prettiest one by that day. Orchid...... There's something, well, Daddy didn't go well, can you tell him first? It's a pity, I thought I would definitely be able to take it down, and it would be nice if it could be announced at the engagement wedding...... Well, I'll work harder. ā
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Li Yingjun definitely couldn't imagine his usually arrogant cousin being so gentle that he whispered. He was carefully reading all kinds of news and speculations about the marriage between He and Lou, and Yu Qing's reports were scattered next to him.
There is a saying in the real estate circle: "The building is forever, but it is not forever." But this is only secretly circulated in the industry, and the people in the circle have never bought the real estate of the "Lou Wang". When Yu Qing was at his sharpest, in fact, Lou Yonggu's foundation was not big, and it was the reconstruction of the old city that year that made him stand firm. An entire urban area has been covered by him, which has nothing to do with strength, what is needed and the only thing needed is an extremely hard backstage.
In addition, it is necessary to eliminate all public opinion that ignores him.
Now it seems that some clues are slowly being figured out.
Li Yingjun continued to watch.
Coincidentally, the daughter of "Lou Wang" also has a single name, Loulan, and her voice is very similar to Roland. Li Yingjun once had a lot of kindness, worried about whether a pure girl was going to fall into the clutches of his cousin, and after investigation, he found out that he was actually too pure.
This girl has long followed his father out to mix, she is famous for her strong communication skills, strong climbing ability, bold style, and many government officials. Some time ago, I also recognized my godsister with Roland, walked around with Roland, and also accepted Roland's invitation to go to Beijing, as for what to do in Beijing, it seems to be self-evident - I heard that the large-scale development policy of Binjiang District has been introduced, and the open and secret struggle between developers from all sides is about to begin.
Li Yingjun stood up and moved around the room.
It seems that the relocation and expansion project of the district government and a key high school at the provincial level is about to be tendered.
"Dangdang!"
Li Yingjun said: "Who? ā
"Dad!"
Li Yingjun hurriedly cleaned up the things on the table: "Wait! ā
He stuffed everything into a drawer, walked to the door and looked back uncomfortably, before opening the door.
"Why are you so slow?" Dale looked suspiciously.
"Uh...... I just ...... Belch...... I accidentally fell asleep......" Mr. Lee said.
"Hush." Da Le keenly looked at the neat tofu block quilt on the bed: "I'll ask casually, I don't have to know, why lie if I don't answer." ā
"I'm sorry, Dale." Lee Young-jun sweated.
"Dad......" Dale looked at the paper that was exposed because he hurriedly closed it, and began to spit out: "Should you be...... Look at that......"
"What?"
"That's it, huh...... You played with fire that time......"
"I haven't played with fire!" Li Yingjun touched his head.
"Hey...... It's the ...... before," Da Le stomped his feet: "It's the things that Grandpa Zhai gave you before, anyway, I also kind of understand that it's a man who always wants to see it, you keep it well, don't let Erle Sanle and them see that they learn badly, do you need to buy you a safe and lock it?" ā
Da Le's face was as red as a burning cloud in the sky, and Li Yingjun faintly felt that he could see the smoke above Da Le's head.
Of course, Li Yingjun didn't realize it, and when he understood the meaning of this long sentence without a pause, his state was similar to that of Da Le.
Two clouds of fire burned against each other.
In the end, Li Yingjun couldn't stand it.
"Dale, what nonsense are you talking about, kid!" Li Yingjun slapped Da Le's shoulder hard: "Haha, haha!" How could I look at those things! ā
"Dad! You're going to beat me to death, you! It's so heavy! "Great happiness has also been restored.
Li Yingjun said: "Da Le, you ...... Do you also watch it? ā
Dale boiled again: "I don't look at any broken things." After saying that, Dale ran out.
"Hey, this kid, what's there to be ashamed of......" Li Yingjun said as he looked at the door.
After all, although Li Yingjun thinks this is normal, he can't imagine Da Le's fantasy of watching magazines like other adolescent boys...... It's quite contradictory.
"Ugh." Li Yingjun sighed: "Hey? What did this kid do with me? Just ran away! ā
He had just finished thinking when the door opened again.
Da Le stood outside with a red face.
"Dad, when I come out, I forgot about business."
"What's the matter?"
Da Le didn't answer, and dragged Li Yingjun away.
Other people's homes have sealed the balcony, they didn't seal it, Wule saw the swing when he was visiting the furniture city, and he wanted to get one at home, and now this swing is on the viewing balcony, and there is a small table next to it.
There was a small box on the table.
"What's that?" Li Yingjun asked.
"Help you make up for your birthday."
"Birthday? Isn't it long over? Didn't you fall behind, didn't you eat together that day? Li Yingjun asked strangely.
"Oh, you can be quiet! I'm going to have to get them all here! Da Le opened the box, revealing a cake with two sticks of wax on it.
Li Yingjun looked at the lit jumping flame, a little confused.
"It's that birthday." Da Le was a little embarrassed: "I don't know when you were born, so I will take July 15th as your birthday...... I was going to celebrate you, but you went out that night and came back late. Dale scratched his head: "It seems that there is nothing to celebrate...... It's the day you die, dad, and I don't know how to speak. ā
"Great Happiness ......" Li Yingjun was moved.
"I don't know how old you are, so it's two years since you came to our house to be a father...... Even if you're a two-year-old dad! Da Le smiled in the candlelight: "I wish my father a happy two-year-old!" ā
"Da Le ......" Li Yingjun's throat was a little choked, and he had an irrepressible urge to hug Da Le: "That ......" He rubbed his nose: "Can I hug you?" ā
"Hug, hug, just once." Dale turned his face away and looked away.
So Li Yingjun coughed and gently took Da Le's head in his arms.
"Great joy."
"Hmm." The sound of Dale is like that of a mosquito.
"In the future, will I be able to celebrate a birthday like today every year?"
"Beautiful, beautiful you." Da Le said: "But it's not impossible to think about it......
"Of course." Li Yingjun sighed deeply in his heart.
"Hey." Da Le's head was honest for a while and began to arch back and forth in Li Yingjun's arms: "How long are you going to hold my head?" Don't let them look at ......"
"Wow, cake!"
"See ......" Da Le hurriedly jumped to the side, looking at the sudden appearance of Wule in frustration.
"Wule, how do you know there's cake here?"
"I smell it. It smells so good! ā
"You're a puppy nose!" Da Le poked Wule's nose: "Your tooth has just been filled, and the doctor said you can't eat too many sweets." ā
Wule looked at Li Yingjun: "I also want my father to hug." ā
Li Yingjun picked him up and sat on the swing, and glanced at Da Le: "Wule, don't tell others what happened just now." ā
"I'm going to eat cake." Wule blinked.
"Okay."
Wule ate the cake with satisfaction: "Whew...... It's delicious, I haven't eaten it in a long time, and it makes me sick to death these days...... By the way, Dad? What didn't you want me to talk about? ā
"You ......" Dale looked at Wule angrily.
"Here," Wule ignored Da Le, his little finger swaying with the swing, pointing to the missing piece of cake: "Why are there two candles?" ā
"Eat yours! Why didn't the cake stop your mouth! ā