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Thinking that his father might be writing a review book, Zhou Hang was happy, and his mood couldn't help but soar. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dad is a party member, and he is very strict with himself and others on weekdays, in his previous life, he was extremely stubborn as a son, and he took the road of an e-sports professional player, and he was always taught a lesson by his father every time he went home, and the review book was written a basket.

Oh, Dad, it's finally your turn to write a review!

At one o'clock in the morning, Zhou Hang got out of the Internet café, returned to the car, and was about to leave, when he suddenly saw his father walking out of the hotel, and there was a middle-aged man in a white shirt who was quite generous.

Not long after, a Hongqi sedan drove to the door of the hotel, and the middle-aged man seemed to invite his father to get in the car, but his father shirked it.

After the Hongqi car drove away, Zhou's father stood at the door of the hotel for a while, then sighed, and walked slowly along the street, his figure looked a little thin under the street lamp.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Hang felt a pain in his heart for no reason.

He hurriedly drove a Mercedes to catch up with his father and rolled down the window.

"Dad, what's the walk?!" Zhou Hang said with a smile.

Dad Zhou was stunned for a moment, and by the light of the neon lights of the shop next to him, he saw his son's face clearly, and said in surprise: "Why are you here?" ”

"Happened to be passing by." Zhou Hang said with a smile.

"It's tickling, isn't it?" Dad Zhou opened the car door, sat in the back, leaned comfortably on the back of the seat, and asked, "Bought a car?" ”

The son created such a big industry alone, and it was a matter of time before he bought a car, and Zhou's father was not very surprised.

"The company is allocated, but I don't know if the oil money will be reimbursed." Zhou Hang glanced at his father from the rearview mirror and found that after not seeing him for a short time, his father had lost a lot of weight.

"Hmm." Dad Zhou answered, then looked at the night scene outside the window and stopped talking.

The address of the hotel was a bit off, and Zhou Hang drove for a while before returning to the rental room.

Changed slippers. Dad sat on the sofa and shouted to his son, who was peeing in the bathroom, "Order the whole food, let's have some drinks." ”

"Done!" Zhou Hang responded.

I simply fried a few home-cooked dishes, all of which my father loved to eat. Spicy fried fat sausage, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried meat with celery, and a cucumber mixed in, garlic is usually used at home. Zhou Hang didn't get it because he was troublesome, replaced it with green chili peppers, and sprinkled it with salt.

"Is it enough?!" Zhou Hang asked as he brought all the dishes to the dining table in the corner of the living room.

"Enough!" Dad Zhou pressed the remote control indiscriminately, and finally stopped at the central thirteen.

Zhou Hang took off his apron, took Wuliangye and poured it for his father, and drank cold beer himself, there are not so many rules for drinking at home, the two of them held a teacup with liquor, and the other directly touched a glass with a beer bottle.

Dad Zhou was bored, and Zhou Hang pouted. He didn't speak, but blew off the beer he was holding in one go.

"Dad, what's going on, you give me a thorough understanding so that I can have a number in my heart." Zhou Hang asked bluntly.

"Well, it was a little tricky at first, but this afternoon, the tone suddenly loosened again." Dad Zhou took a pair of chopsticks and mixed cucumbers, squeaked and bite, and said with a hint of doubt on his face.

Zhou Hang's heart moved. It can't be because of the Mu family's efforts.

"Then it's all right now." Zhou Hang said with a smile.

Dad Zhou shook his head: "You don't have to stay in that small hotel, but the specific disposal is still waiting for the notice." ”

"Oh." Zhou Hang nodded, and when he saw his father raise his glass again, he hurriedly opened another bottle of beer.

Knock knock knock blow. Zhou Hang found that his father had some meaning to stop talking.

"Dad, if you have something to say, don't be bored." Zhou Hang refilled a glass of Wuliangye for his father.

"Is there a rule here that the spouses and children of officials can't do business in the city?" Dad Zhou picked up the wine glass, took a small sip and asked.

"Well, I don't know." Zhou Hang was stunned for a moment and said.

Dad didn't know about this, let alone him. He has never been interested in officialdom.

"Dad, if you find fault with you because of this matter, it's easy to do, most of our business here is online, and it's very simple to move to another city." Zhou Hang comforted.

"It's too much trouble." Dad Zhou's face turned red and said with some embarrassment.

To be reasonable, the Zhou family's ability to turn over is inseparable from the changes in Zhou Hang's son. The Zhou family's business can achieve the current scale, not to mention the green smoke on the ancestral grave, if he wants to be a petty official and cause trouble to the family, he, the father, can't bear it. Moreover, he is not young anymore, even if he mixes in officialdom, he will not be able to mix for a few years.

Moreover, the child's mother has been nagging that she wants to move her business to Shanghai just so that she can get together as a family. If you really move all the industries away, you have to run out often, and it will still be difficult for the family to reunite as often as before.

It's just that just admitting defeat like this, after all, I'm still a little unwilling.

"Hey, what's the trouble with this! It's about pushing the teahouse..." Zhou Hang ate a few chopsticks and celery, the taste was a little old, and he had to buy some fresh ones when he went back.

"The building should have been demolished, but it's not a big problem. The main reason was that there were people in there at the time, but..." Dad Zhou paused, and the doubts on his face flashed again: "Someone from above has checked this matter, and they already know that it is Meng Yujian's gang that is making trouble..."

Zhou Hang knew in his heart that if it was not a problem to push the teahouse, then it would not be a problem to move the business out of Shanghai.

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When I woke up the next morning, Dad Zhou had already gone out.

On the table is my father's breakfast, to be honest, Zhou's father's cooking skills are the worst in the family, but breakfast can be handled, well, boiled eggs, plus a box of yogurt, and dry bread.

After breakfast, Cheng Xuan called, and the two were tired of being on the phone for a while, and Zhou Hang couldn't help but react. Hanging up the phone and looking at the small tent that had been propped up, Zhou Hang muttered 'no fight', and hurriedly rushed into the bathroom to take a cold shower to reduce the fire.

There was still class in the morning, Zhou Hang took a shower, hurriedly went out, drove the Mercedes-Benz business car given by the boss to the downstairs of the dormitory of the School of Economics, and climbed up lazily, took out his mobile phone and called the boss.

"Boss, do you have class in the morning?"

Min Donglai turned over in the bed, and he didn't know what he muttered. Then he heard Zhou Hang's voice, so he rubbed his eyes and said with sleepiness: "Are you on?" ”

"Ahh You see who's coming to class, help me bring my textbooks down, I'm downstairs. ”

"Okay." Min Donglai hung up the phone, and then a carp came to straighten up, his belly shook twice like a bucket, and his body didn't get up. He sighed, obediently climbed out of bed, and yelled, "It's class!" What time is it! Can't afford it! ”

"!"

"Boss, you're sick!"

"What class? Is there an elective course in secretarial studies today? ”

There was a whining voice from 719's bed.

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In the midst of the rooster and the dog, Min Donglai stood on the ground in pants and bare feet and sighed: What kind of thing is this, no wonder Zhou Hang can be worth tens of millions, look at people, they are all so, I still remember the class, but you, one by one, well, the secretarial elective course is coming up on the week, and it seems that in addition to the girls, there are only 6 buddies left in their 719...

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )