Chapter 191: Strength Pit Father

The appearance of the otaku girl's mother can't be told to the evil gods.

The green soul used to be a subordinate of the otaku, and if you see the otaku, you may be able to recognize it, so you can't tell the green soul.

Xue Yan is from the underworld, since the Five Directions Ghost Emperor didn't tell Xue Yan, what she said to Xue Yan would only make things more complicated.

She couldn't even recognize each other.

I can only hold it by myself.

The evil spirits sometimes wake up and pretend to be asleep most of the time. She never spoke when he tried to talk to her. But when she was cultivating prison painting, she would pop up from time to time and say that prison painting was not right, she was simply an idiot.

If the prison painting can be sure of one point, she will die, and for the time being, the evil god has no intention of killing her.

Then you can only go about your own business first.

Jiangbei Ying sent the secretary to burn paper for Jiang Sudao.

This matter was delayed for several days because Mr. Secretary was frightened, and then Mr. Secretary called again to talk to the prison painting, and decided to arrange for the dream first.

This is Jiang Beiying's father Jiang Tian's request, saying that the last time he dreamed was too hasty, he didn't say anything else except that the plane was airplane, and he wanted his son to say it more clearly and concretely.

Of course, the prison painting didn't want that old Mr. Jiang Tian to arrange for her to take a plane down to find Jiang Sudao, so as soon as she saw Jiang Sudao in the cell arranged by Xue Yan, she was all down, and asked him to make a dream and say that if she wanted something, she had to take the plane, how could she bring it?

Jiang Sudao was stunned by the prison paintings. Not to mention, looking at his decadent and dark face full of hatred to make a confused expression, it's actually a little cute.

Seeing that the prison painting was staring at the other man's expression with an appreciative expression, Xue Yan knocked on the skull of the prison painting at the right time, and woke the prison painting from his imagination.

"Didn't you tell your old man in a dream?" Prison painting asked.

Jiang Sudao immediately shook his head, like a rattle.

Prison Painting breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that this is the result of the old man feeling indebted to his eldest son, thinking about it day and night. If Jiang Sudao really asked her father if she wanted a plane, would she still be able to do this business?

To be honest, she was really pleasantly surprised when she got the recipient's name and birthday. First, it was because she knew that the other party was rich, not ordinary rich. The second is because the client is his enemy Jiangbei Ying. Although she can't kill Jiangbei Ying openly now, she can trap him! What's even better is that Jiang Sudao will still have the same hatred as her, what a beautiful and moving story!

So then I began to think about it. What do you want Jiang Su to ask Jiang Tian for? You can't just ask for Jiangbei Ying's life, right? If Jiang Tiantong didn't agree to mention it, he said otherwise, even if he agreed, with Jiang Beiying's character, it is estimated that he would directly chop off the old man of his family and reunite with Jiang Sudao. So that's certainly unrealistic.

You can have a mansion. I heard Xue Yan say that there is a piece of wasteland near the Ghost Gate Pass that has not yet been developed. The land in the underworld is basically unattended except for her. When the time comes, she will build a single-family cottage for him, and the money can be all in her pocket.

It's just that in addition to these, there are

What's so good to take advantage of?

"Build a school......" Jiang Sudao said suddenly.

The prison painting was stunned, and then he was a little stunned: "You are like this, why do you still want to give love?" ”

Jiang Sudao shook his head: "Before I was alive, I had to fund the construction of a school on a piece of land in the development zone. However, because Longchang Real Estate wanted to develop a community on that piece of land at that time, it was not built. ”

"Oh?" It's starting to get a little interesting.

"Previously, Longchang Real Estate had a cooperation project with our family, which was also in the development zone, and Longchang Real Estate built a factory for our family. We in Gangneung Group do industry and have our own factory. Generally, because we are a real estate company, we don't look for other companies to do it. But at that time, in order to win a piece of land, Longchang Group made a lot of efforts, so we handed over this big order to Longchang. At that time, it was my father and Feng Sha who signed a contract. ”

"But when the factory was built and accepted, I found a lot of loopholes. Not only are corners cut, but there are many places where the standards are not met. My father didn't know that before I could tell him, something happened. ”

The two things don't seem to be connected. But the prison painting instantly understood the meaning of Jiang Sudao when he put these two things together.

Contradictions, there have always been contradictions. I just haven't had time to pierce the window paper yet.

Cutting corners when factories are built, this is a ready-made contradiction.

If Jiang Su Dao asked Jiang Tian to fulfill his unfulfilled wish, Jiang Tian would definitely do his best to snatch the land that Longchang was going to develop a new community. This is a nascent contradiction.

As long as Jiang Sudao is so mixed up in his dream, new hatred and old hatred will come out.

What a trick to pit the father!

The prison painting glanced at Jiang Sudao suspiciously.

"Your brother killed you, but your father didn't know about it."

Jiang Sudao raised his head. In the darkness of his cell, he could barely see the water running down his face. The sound of the ticking water gave the whole cell a dull sense of decay.

"But now, he already knows."

He knew he was watching her in the dark. She couldn't make out his eyes. She guessed that there might be hatred, sadness, disappointment, and expectation. There may even be something called nostalgia.

Actually, it's not incomprehensible. are all dead people, and they may not care so much about gains and losses. Add some oil and vinegar to your life, and pull you down for a reunion when necessary, it is not necessarily your death situation, maybe there is still a little warmth in it. So sometimes you think that those ghosts go back to scare their enemies or relatives and friends, crawl out of the TV, and sneak out of the door to look at you, not necessarily really trying to harm you. It's possible that they'll just come to you for a game, give you a bear hug from behind, and shout: Surprise! I'm coming to play with you! Surprised, surprised? As for the worry that they will accidentally play you to death, they may pat you on the shoulder and say, "Please! What is there to fear from dying?

Lao Tzu has died, he has experience, just to take you!

This is the end of the dream's explanation. The prison painting handed over the leading power to Jiang Sudao. She believes that Mr. Jiang, who was famous in the shopping mall before his death, can give her a satisfactory answer.

Sure enough, the next day, he received a call from Mr. Secretary.

"Hello?" The prison painting was eating the peanuts that had come from Xue Yan. This peanut rice is fried in hellfire, and it is crispy and delicious, and it is not enough to eat it.

Mr. Secretary was a little frightened by the prison painting team, but now he always listens to the chewing sound of "quack" and "quack" on the phone, which makes his back numb. God knows what the hell that woman who runs around the dungeon all day is eating!

Unaware of the panic he had inadvertently caused, he was very dissatisfied with the other party's behavior of calling but not talking, "How?" ”

"The chairman of our family...... Very satisfied. Mr. Secretary paused. In fact, this "satisfaction" is macro satisfaction. It contains an affirmation of the effect of this dream ceremony, as well as a hint of frightening in it. Although the chairman did not tell him what kind of dream it was in person, Mr. Secretary, who had experienced it firsthand, guessed that the chairman must be "satisfied" after seeing the chairman's pale face the next day.

(End of chapter)