Wang Cheng heard the beep of hanging up the phone on the phone, and he quickly lowered his eyes.

Both hands were clenched into fists.

And he clenched his back molars tightly.

Wang Peng, who was standing on the side, carefully observed his eldest son's expression at this time, and found that he seemed to be very unhappy at this time, so he took a step forward, then raised his hand, put it on his shoulder, and patted it gently.

"Boss, you just want to drive some."

"You should have listened to your grandparents since you were a child. Your mother, that's it. ”

"He's more selfish and lives more selfishly, as long as it's his own decision, she doesn't care about it."

"If you don't say hello, you just run away, or if you don't say hello, you just hang up, that's a common thing......"

"So don't think your mother is ruthless, and don't think your mother is cruel and doesn't care about family affection."

When Wang Peng said this, he suddenly turned a corner, "By the way, son, didn't you say that you didn't want this mother when you were before?" You don't mean that you've been like this since you were a child, it doesn't matter if you have a mother or not......"

After Wang Cheng heard this kind of remarks, which were particularly unfavorable to himself, he was afraid that his younger brothers would report to his mother, so he said to his father angrily.

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

"How could I possibly say that?"

"No matter what, my mom is the one who gave birth to me and raised me. If I say something like that, won't I become a white-eyed wolf who doesn't care about blood kinship? ”

"If this word reaches our mother's ears, will our mother think that I am a person without conscience?"

"When the time comes, she doesn't recognize me, doesn't like me, doesn't love me, what should I do?"

"I don't want to ...... like this"

Wang Peng saw that his son was angry, so he hurriedly calmed down.

"Okay, okay, you didn't say it."

"I misheard."

Wang Peng knows the personality of his eldest son, and he is a very special and tough person.

And this son, no matter what the conditions, he is particularly willful.

You especially like to persevere, not listening to the slightest opinion of others, as long as it is what he thinks, he thinks it is right.

As long as others say that they have a little difference of opinion from him, he will not regard the other party as an enemy and attack him again and again.

And they will hold a grudge against each other for it.

Thus, constantly creating opportunities and seizing opportunities to attack each other.

Therefore, his son is still in the same vein as him in terms of personality.

The eyes must be repaid, the pounds must be calculated, and the baht must be compared.

As soon as he was a little upset, his performance was hysterical.

He's that kind of person.

Wang Peng sometimes feels that his son has a bad temper.

Wang Cheng's wish was not fulfilled, so he returned to his room alone.

Hit the table and kick the stool.

Then with scissors, I cut the quilt on my bed to pieces.

After doing this series of activities, he was still in his room, slapping the basketball stiffly.

The way he played was a bit like the way he used to beat people up in that school.

Wang Cheng was alone in his room, venting his head for a while, until he sweated on his forehead and the clothes on his body were all wet, he slowly stopped.

He sat on the ground panting.

Then, he frowned, annoyed.

"No matter what, I have to buy a sports car. And be sure to buy a sports car in fluorescent green. ”

When the time comes, he will drive this sports car and run all over the big city.

He also wants to be like his father, soak a few more girls. Marry more wives.

Father more sons.

This is the standard for successful people.

Only then did it appear that he had mixed up the grade.

Since he was a child, his grandparents have told him that if he wants to be a man who stands up to the sky, a particularly successful man, he should have more little wives around him.

And the more the merrier.

Anyway, I have money in my family, so it doesn't matter if I raise a few more, it's not that I can't support it.

When Wang Cheng thought of this, he immediately reflexively jumped up from the ground.

Then, after holding up the crooked chair on the ground, he sat down with a very bold ass.

Then they crossed their legs over each other and laid them on the table with a big grin.

After opening the drawer of his desk, he pulled out a journal from inside.

I opened the diary, and it was full of pictures of some beautiful girls.

Those girls have all kinds of styles.

There are bright-looking ones.

Sweet type.

Youthful and cute.

Mature.

He actually likes these beautiful girls, in their twenties and thirties. Of course, in his thirties, he is not excluded.

As long as there is a big premise, it is particularly good. That's pretty, pretty, pretty!

Everything is easy to say.

Although Wang Cheng doesn't have any women now, he doesn't have the conditions for his father to raise her 10 or 8, but he has already planned it in his heart.

As soon as you get your own sports car.

He drove the car and searched all corners of the city to find the woman he liked.

As long as he can see it, he will try his best to talk to them.

Then, he used what he had learned from his father's flat body to get hold of them all.

Then, he told some of his friends about his great achievements.

He has long envied those who have found several beautiful girlfriends.

Moreover, those who are really rich, the girlfriends they are looking for are not only beautiful, but also particularly cultured.

Dressed up very fashionably, especially good at playing, and seen a lot of the world.

He just likes that.

He wouldn't look for his cousin in the village, or his cousin.

It's dirty.

There is a smell of village artillery when he speaks.

He didn't expect that in this era, those of them couldn't even speak standard Mandarin.

I don't know where the tune is?

I also like to say when I speak, I am me.

Every time he heard the words spoken by those poor relatives in the countryside, he felt very irritable in his heart.

I just want to hit someone.

Moreover, he was always particularly worried that his friends would see his poor relatives calling him by name.

In fact, he had long wanted to tell his father that he wanted to dissociate himself from those people.

Those poor ghosts, every time they came to the city, when they came to their house, they were like the locusts.

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