The video is very clear and is in a fancy hotel.

Huo Shenling is also in the video, but at the gate of the hotel.

Bai Qian hadn't arrived when he left, and half an hour after leaving, Bai Qian arrived and took the elevator to the hotel top floor suite.

As you can see, this penthouse suite is already occupied, and the guest is a middle-aged man in his fifties with a big belly.

The cub stared at the man in the video and nodded.

"That's the father of the baby in Aunt Bai's belly!"

Red-haired little zombie: "Cub...... Know? ”

The cub smiled: "The cub deliberately looks at it, and you can see the marriage line and family line." ”

After all, the baby in the belly is only more than a month, and it is the residents of the original prefecture who have been lining up for reincarnation in the past month.

If you want to know who the child's father is, she will know by flipping through the book of life and death, and she will know that she has flipped through it in her spiritual sense.

I didn't know that Huo Anan was not the biological daughter of my uncle, because his strength was not as good as it is now, and he didn't deliberately turn over the book of life and death.

The red-haired little zombie exclaimed: "Cubs...... That's amazing! ”

Huo family brothers: "......"

They wanted to boast about the cubs, but they were preempted by the red-haired little zombies.

Huo Shenhui, the only patriarch, sat on the sofa, listening to the conversation between the cub and the red-haired little zombie, looking numb.

Lie flat!

Just lie flat!

Don't worry about the details!

The cub here is still happy: "The cub is not powerful, but the cub's father is even more powerful!" ”

The red-haired little zombie thought of his father, pursed his little mouth and stopped talking.

Huo Silin, Huo Sijin and Huo Sijue, the three brothers, glanced at each other, and always felt that the red-haired little zombie should have a father.

But every time it is mentioned, it doesn't seem to be said.

Could it be that his own father is not good to him?

When the three brothers were on the move, the reporters in the video were speechless.

There were even several reporters who left halfway, and when they left, they covered their faces with their bags, for fear of being photographed in the face.

Following the revival of the old love between Huo Shenling and the Bai family's daughter's childhood sweetheart, the news of the Bai family's daughter touching the Huo family's ruler rushed to the hot search at a faster speed, and then sat firmly in the first place in the hot search.

At the same time, a tall and tall man who had just finished filming an enthronement scene in a costume film and television city came out of the filming site wearing a rolling gold dragon robe and entered the lounge next to him.

In the lounge, the TV was playing a press conference held by Huo Shenling, the head of the Huo Group, and the tall and straight man looked up lightly.

If you look closely, the man's eyes are a dark red in the night light.

The assistant came in with freshly brewed tea.

"Teacher, your tea."

Jiang Yuan hummed indifferently, his eyebrows were open, his facial features were very aggressive, his expression was even more indifferent, he took the tea and raised his head slightly to continue watching the news.

Assistant Xiaohai has become accustomed to being an artist with facial paralysis, except for the very strict requirements, the salary he is paid is higher than that of other artists, and even outrageously high, he feels that even if the artist is stricter with him, he can accept it.

After all, the effort should be proportional to the income!

Xiaohai was a little surprised to see that his own artists rarely watched the news.

After all, what their artists usually like to watch most is history and culture, such as the 5,000-year-old Chinese country, historical monuments, and so on......

"Teacher Jiang, Huayue Entertainment, a subsidiary of Huo's Group, intends to sign a contract with you, and the contract on your side is about to expire, you see ......"

Jiang Yuan's voice was extremely cold: "No need!" ”

Xiaohai immediately shut up.

"Okay."

Jiang Yuan asked another question: "Did you find it?" ”

The child remembered the characteristics of finding people given by his own artist, and struggled to speak out.

"Teacher Jiang, it's hard to find just the fact that you only have red hair."

Afraid that his own artists would be dissatisfied with his work, Xiaohai immediately explained.

"Nowadays young people are very off-top, and they all like to dye their hair, so ...... There are really a lot of red-haired boys on the street. ”

It's not that he doesn't work hard to help his artists find babies, the key is that his artists give too little information, and there is not a single photo, which is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Moved Yuan's gaze from the TV to Xiao Hai, and slowly spoke out word by word.

"He's a natural redhead! It's not the same as it is dyed now! It's even better! More natural! More handsome! More temperament! ”

Xiaohai: "......"

Are you so sure that your baby thief is handsome and good-looking, why can't you describe the specific appearance of your baby?

Is it still difficult to find a hunter to draw it?

With the wealth accumulation strength of his own artists, it is estimated that he can find it in less than a day.

"The teacher is so handsome and handsome, and the teacher's children are naturally handsome and handsome!"

Jiang Yuan, who showed faint signs of irritability, calmed down instantly, as long as he praised his son, he could calm down immediately.

"So, there is only such a child who was born with red hair and is as handsome as me, and now that the social technology is so developed, why haven't I found it yet?"

Xiaohai: "...... Mr. General, take the liberty of asking, do you remember how old Mr. General is? ”

That's deadly!

He has a lot of red-haired people, and there are a lot of boys, and he turns off his own artist, and he doesn't even remember how old his children are.

He once suspected that the child was not born to his own artist.

Jiang Yuan began to be faintly irritable again, and his head even ached faintly.

Xiao Hai saw the situation of his own artist, and spoke out urgently.

"Don't think about it, teacher, I know, I'll look for it right away, from the age of three to the age of eighteen, layer by layer!"

I just don't know how to find the Year of the Monkey!

As soon as he said it, he went to find it immediately, and his brain suddenly hurt, and he quickly turned his back to Jiang Yuan, whose eyes began to turn scarlet, and gradually returned to the black color before before.

"Let's go find it!"

After the irritability caused by the pain in the brain was suppressed little by little, and at the same time felt that the fangs in his mouth would not be exposed, Jiang Yuan turned around sharply and called Xiao Hai, who left in a hurry.

"Wait!"

Xiao Hai hurriedly stopped; "Teacher Jiang, is there anything else?"

Jiang Yuan passed, he was one meter ninety-two tall, like an unshakable towering mountain in front of Xiao Hai, one meter seventy-five, wearing an imperial crown robe, like an ancient emperor descending, the cold aura of the forest was so overwhelming that Xiao Hai almost knelt down and prostrate on the ground and shouted Long live my emperor.

"Will the teacher?"

Jiang Yuan took out a gold card from the drawer on the table next to him and handed it over.

"It's 50 million inside, hire more people to find it together, it's not enough to tell me directly!"

Xiaohai took over the heavy 50 million and felt that the responsibility was as heavy as Mount Tai.

Their own artists are really too generous!

was so generous that he couldn't help but speak: "Teacher Jiang, I can't spend so much money, I still have the money you gave before, and I ...... here."

Jiang Yuan interrupted him irritably: "Less nonsense! Take it and find someone for me! ”

Xiaohai: "...... Be! ”

Xiao Hai tensed his nerves and walked away with a heavy fifty million.

After calling his girlfriend happily and Alexander, complaining that his artist was too rich, arrogant, and had no concept of money, his girlfriend suddenly sent him a photo.

"Xiaohai, look at this baby, he is also red-haired, and his hair is very long."

Xiaohai took a look: "This baby is at most four years old, and with such long hair, it looks like a girl, and my artist's baby is a boy!" This one is definitely not! ”

In Huo's manor, the red-haired little zombie suddenly sneezed heavily.

The cub looked at him in surprise: "Brother Junior, you have a cold?" ”

Huo Sijue quipped: "It is also possible that someone is worried about it!" ”

The cub was even more surprised: "Who will worry about the younger brother?" His coffin planks are now in the small black room, and without the coffin planks, he is worthless! ”

Red-Haired Zombie: "......"

Huo family brothers: "......"

Huo Shenhui: "......"

The Huo family looked at the red-haired little zombie in unison, and couldn't help laughing.

The red-haired little zombie hesitated for a moment, looking at the cub expectantly.

"Cub, I'...... And also...... Daddy's ...... Coffin plank! More...... Valuable! ”

[Words: Jiang Yuan: ..................]