The young man looked at his mother as if he were looking at some novel object, smiled politely and gently, and touched the bridge of his nose: "Ah,"

"I said you guys are really boring, since you know everything, why do you have to ask this more than once?"

Isn't it fun?

Is it because the screenwriter didn't give you enough lines?

Jiangbei was silently complaining in his heart.

Hearing that Jiang Bei was even scared of his own mother, Jiang Ye, the crazy demon who protected his wife, couldn't sit still for the first time, and stood up with a serious face: "Boy, why did you talk to your mother?!" ”

Well, the two of them really got it.

Hearing that he had been reprimanded, the young man not only did not change his face, but also smiled softly, and his smile was unruly and very evil.

"Well, since your two elders recognize me, then I won't bother anymore, I'm sleepy, go back to sleep, don't come to disturb me."

As the words fell, the young man stretched lazily, and was about to walk upstairs with his legs.

Unexpectedly, he was stopped by Qin Juan.

"Child, where did you grow up, who are your adoptive parents, and why are they also called Jiangbei?" This time, Qin Xuan's face was very serious, not like a joke.

So many questions at once.

Jiang Bei just took a slight pause, and suddenly looked back and grinned, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his eyes were bright, and he was so good-looking: "Wild and long, he is an orphan and has no parents, and Jiangbei is up casually by himself." ”

"Also, if you don't believe that I am from your Jiang family, I can test my DNA, hair or blood is OK, but this matter has to be clear, I am sleepy, say goodbye."

Throwing down these words fluently, the boy went upstairs without looking back.

He threw down a group of people in a quiet and awkward atmosphere.

This kid's paper is a thorn, yes.

In the end, it was the old man who dispersed the crowd.

……

It's night.

After Jiangbei returned to the room, she did not sleep directly, but sat on the bed casually with her laptop in her hand.

Turn on the computer and start laying down the protection system, and then log in to the account on the black web.

Sure enough, as soon as he logged in, Jiangbei saw that there was a new order under his account.

The gaze followed the focus away-

[SSS-level single: Charming chaebol family car head and son car scene painting, quietly get the WV list, the time limit is before 0:00 tomorrow night. 】

"Tsk," looking at this second order, it was actually not a ganren, the young man squinted, his slender white index finger rested on the cold white chin, and slightly twisted his eyebrows.

So, she still has to sell her color - hue this order?

It's hard.

Immediately, Jiangbei was not so stupid and took the order directly, but replied to the employer: [Do you want to follow the process? 】

It means that she wants to follow the process given by the other party?

Soon, the other party knocked two words without mercy.

[Not bad.] 】

Tut

She is also a veteran of this industry, and she ......

Jiang Bei's eyes moved away from the chat box and turned to look at the order message, the light on the screen seemed to inlay the blue pupils, as bright as a jewel.

Suddenly, the young man smiled lowly, as if he had seen through something, and his fingertips, which were as white as green onions, quickly typed a sentence to the other side: [You must be Mr. Che Jinghua. 】

It's funny and interesting, and I actually hit her with attention.

Hehe......

What an old fox.

And it's very fine.

The other side paused for a long time and didn't reply, and Jiangbei's guess became more certain.

[Then you can't pick it up? ] Poisonous, the other party did not admit or deny it, but asked her rhetorically.

Pick up?

This kind of boring that throws herself into the net, is she idle and moldy?

It's impossible to pick it up, absolutely impossible.

Jiang Bei just thought so in his heart, but ......

[Repeat order +1, double the amount, 40 billion]

[Repeat order +2, the amount doubled, 60 billion]

……

Jiang Beimian looked at the computer screen without changing his color, and a series of shameless replies knocked out from his fingertips: [Pick up. 】