Chapter 115: Nangong Wan'er's Advice (Flowers)
(This chapter thanks to 13727899039sj for the powerful flowers, about 5!) I saw Russia's 4:1 victory last night, but I didn't expect that there were 5 more flowers today, and I suddenly entered the flower list, which is amazing! Can the other brothers follow suit. Let the Master go further? )
"Look at the good things you've done?" An old man who looked very imposing, but was actually 65 years old, slammed Han Qianri on the table in a huff.
"The grandson of a high-ranking official, who is to blame?" Big black headlines dominate the headlines.
"Grandpa, I was framed. I can't help it. was given an aphrodisiac, and if we don't solve it, our Song family will be broken! What Song Il-sung had been worrying about for the past two days still happened. So he hurriedly said with a pitiful face.
"I don't care if you go out and mess around, but you always have to wipe your ass clean! You have this kind of thing, where do I put my old face! Looking at the grandson with clear eyebrows in front of him, Song Wenyuan's stomach was full of fire.
"Grandpa, I was really framed. Look at how old the woman is? How could I spend money on such a thing! Song Richeng looked at the photo of Yang's second sister-in-law in the newspaper and almost fainted.
"How did that come to be, didn't you give money?" Song Wenyuan couldn't figure it out, it was really suspicious to hear his grandson say this.
"It's more than 50,000. At that time, I had to do this as a last resort in order to vent and protect my body from damage! Song Richeng said truthfully while beating his grandfather's back.
"I don't even know what to say about you, you must be trying to calculate others, and then be calculated by others!" Song Wenyuan sighed helplessly.
"Grandpa, what now! I'm fine, I'm afraid it will affect you! Song Richeng hurriedly patted his ass and said with haode.
"I ...... Bell...... Bell...... Ring......" A rapid phone rang, interrupting Song Wenyuan's speech.
"I'll pick it up, grandpa!" Song Richeng hurriedly took the phone and gently handed it over to Song Wenyuan.
"Song Wenyuan, you ***. Actually let your grandson * my granddaughter, you are still not human! Song Wenyuan took the phone, and Lin Zhiliang's curse came from inside.
"Lao Lin, speak slowly, say something slowly. People who are so old, why are they still so breathless! Song Wenyuan said as he pointed at Song Richeng with fire in his eyes.
"Your bastard grandson actually drugged my granddaughter, is this what people do?" Lin Zhiliang's tone on the phone did not ease in the slightest, but there were bursts of coughing.
"Is there something wrong with Vivi?" Song Wenyuan hurriedly changed the topic, because the woman on Song Richeng had taken medicine, and as soon as she contacted her, she figured out the matter.
"It's okay, if anything, I've sent the army over to arrest your turtle grandson by now!" Lin Zhiliang softened his tone and continued.
"It's fine, I haven't told me about that bastard yet. When I understand the situation, I will definitely give you an explanation! We haven't seen each other for a long time, and when it comes to this, "You'd better give me an explanation, I can't rub sand in my eyes." If there's a next time, you know the consequences! After Lin Zhiliang heard his granddaughter's crying, he almost had a heart attack, even though Song Wenyuan was making amends on the phone, he still didn't give up.
"That's, that's, it's certainly not going to happen a second time. Weiwei was bullied, it was my fault as a grandfather. When that kid comes back, I'll teach him a hard lesson! "Song Wenyuan is worthy of being an evergreen tree in the officialdom, and this kind of deceptive nonsense makes the other party feel comfortable and can't get angry.
"Then I'll wait for your news!" Lin Zhiliang hung up the phone angrily.
"I said that you kid has the wrong tendon, which woman is not easy to touch, go and provoke Lin Zhiliang's granddaughter. Did you grow up eating? Song Wenyuan put down the phone and scolded with a blue face.
"Grandpa, I know it's wrong! I really like Weiwei, I want to marry him back to you as your granddaughter-in-law, who would have thought that something went wrong, and a poor boy came out halfway and ruined my good deeds! Song Richeng saw that his grandfather answered Lin Zhiliang's call, and he had already thought of the words of explanation.
"Then you didn't say it just now, and you still hid it from me. Your wings are stiff, aren't they? "Song Wenyuan is angry that Song Ilcheng deceived himself.
"Didn't I do anything? I'm afraid you'll be angry, no! Anyway, this matter is not done well by the grandson, and I will not dare to do it next time! Song Richeng hurriedly poured a cup of tea and brought it to Song Wenyuan.
"If it weren't for your parents abroad, there would be only two of us left with our grandchildren, I really want to hand you over to Lin Zhiliang to deal with!" Thinking about Lin Zhiliang saving his life back then, but his grandson framed someone else's granddaughter, even if Song Wenyuan was thick-skinned enough, he was hot for a while.
"It's the grandson, it's the grandson!" Song Richeng also knows that his sperm worm is in the brain, if this thing is really done, he doesn't know what the result will be.
"Just now you said that you were tricked by a poor boy, what the hell is going on, you explain it to me as it is!" can harm his grandson to such a situation, Song Wenyuan is more and more interested in the opponent of his grandson.
"Things have to start with Weiwei's holiday last year, and I went to see Weiwei away that time......" Song Richeng saw that he couldn't hide his own affairs, so he told the whole thing. Among them, he described himself as magnanimous, polite, and affectionate, while Zhen Cheng was described as abusive*, insidious, jealous, shameless and despicable.
"This scum!" Song Wenyuan knew his grandson*, but compared to this Zhen Cheng, it was much better.
"Your business, I'll take care of it. Zhen Cheng, you stay away from him, he is a clay pot, and we are porcelain. Don't deal with this kind of villain. As for Weiwei, don't touch it in the future, if you really mess with that lion, he tears you up, I can only watch! After Song Wenyuan finished speaking, he stood up and walked out, there was still entertainment in the evening, and he came back to understand the situation.
"What about all this negative news?" Song Richeng brought the clothes, served his grandfather and put them on, and asked with a smile.
"Zhen Cheng, I am your ancestor! I don't care what kind of clay pot you are, I'm going to crush you! Song Richeng saw his grandfather leave, and immediately fell the teacup on the ground like a different person.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this goalkeeper is the sunshine student who saved Guo Lao's life, a first-year student in the Department of Economics and Management of Hanqian University of Technology, and Zhen Cheng. He is both a good boy with a heart and a goalkeeper on the green field. This is the wonderful tidbits we filmed in the Red Orange football team, I hope you ...... the audience "The TV broadcast the program recorded by the Propaganda Department of the municipal government, and when Song Ilcheng saw it, he was stunned, but the corners of his mouth were filled with a smile.
"He's a goalkeeper? Green field? Sunshine students? …… Hey! Song Richeng watched Zhen Cheng's wonderful saves on TV, and had a way to deal with Zhen Cheng in his heart.
Although the boss has given a kill order, it is better for him to enjoy the torture of being ruined before he dies.
"Zhen Cheng, your current goalkeeper's jishu has been formed, in the future, I will guide you once a week, and the rest of the time will be in accordance with our daily training method!" Jiang Guochao watched Zhen Cheng come over with sweat, and handed Zhen Cheng a special towel as he spoke.
"Coach Xiexie! It's all because you taught me well, and I'm making progress so fast! "Zhen Cheng's current jishu is really too different from when he used to play in the school league. In the past six months, Zhen Cheng's physical sensitivity, flexibility, psychological stress resistance and endurance have changed a lot. This can be seen from the number of leisurely praises.
"I'm dying of thirst!" Zhen Cheng has been practicing less recently, so he practiced for more than an hour today. The water brought with me had long since been drunk, so I looked everywhere for water to drink.
"This bottle is for you!" Jiang Guochao handed the water in his hand to Zhen Cheng with a smile on his face.
"Coach Xiexie!" Zhen Cheng took it and prepared to stuff it into his mouth.
"Smack!" A crisp voice sounded, and the mineral water bottle that Zhen Cheng was about to drink in his mouth was pulled out more than ten meters away by Jiang Guochao, and the water flowed all over the ground.
Zhen Cheng didn't drink a sip of water, and his face was splashed with water everywhere. Zhen Cheng looked at Jiang Guochao in a daze, not knowing what to say.
"Coach, did I do something wrong?" It's the first time Zhen Cheng has seen Jiang Guochao on fire for the first time, so why just drink a bottle of water from you? Zhen Cheng's eyes showed incomprehension and grievance. The smile on his face stiffened.
"There's stimulant in that bottle of water you're drinking!" Jiang Guochao said with a blushing face.
"Doping? How is this possible? Didn't you give me that water? Jiang Guochao's words made Zhen Cheng scratch his head.
"Can't I put doping in it?" Jiang Guochao asked solemnly.
"You're my coach, how can you hurt me!" Zhen Cheng felt that Jiang Guochao had said a daxiao remark, but he found that the joke was not funny at all, and Jiang Guochao had no expression on his face.
"I weishenme as a coach" The goalkeeper will be a coach when he retires! Zhen Cheng looked at Jiang Guochao's face with a painful expression.
"I didn't retire naturally, but because I drank water for unknown reasons, I was found to be doping, and I was forced to retire at the age of 23!" Jiang Guochao said bitterly.
"Was it the water your coach gave you?" Zhen Cheng asked in surprise.
"It's my most trusted brother, who gave me the most ruthless stab when I was at my best!" When Jiang Guochao spoke, his face was full of anger and loneliness.
"Oh, how could such a thing happen? Shouldn't there be mutual trust on the football field? Zhen Cheng asked confusedly.
"That's an idiot's idea! Remember my lesson, I don't want this to happen to you again. Remember the phrase, don't drink anyone's water before or after the game, and would rather drink your own urine than anyone's water! Jiang Guochao stared at Zhen Cheng fiercely, that jiashi, if Zhen Cheng didn't agree, it was estimated that he would be able to eat him.
"Isn't it okay for your relatives?" Zhen Cheng asked weakly, because he thought of Wu Xin. If Wu Xin gave herself water to drink and refused herself, how sad she would be!
"No, because they may not know about it, and it is possible that they will be used!" Jiang Guochao still stared at Zhen Cheng and said.
"I remembered, don't drink anyone's water, don't eat anything anyone gives!" Zhen Cheng stared at Jiang Guochao and said. But in my heart, I feel like a three-year-old child.
"Again, I didn't hear that!" Jiang Guochao hoped that Zhen Cheng would remember it deeply, and asked again.
"I remembered, don't drink anyone's water, don't eat anything someone gives! Not even my own dad! Zhen Cheng said loudly.