"Compared to you, it doesn't count." Although he was not very willing, Feng Jun had to admit it.

In the mocking words of a teacher in junior high school, he was just a little luckier than the others, and he was born with a talent that others did not have.

As for the rest, it can be summed up completely by the word "bad".

When he heard it, he didn't refute it, but he was very unconvinced.

He even thought that it was not his fault that he was smart, it was that the teacher's own son was not the material for learning, so no matter how hard he tried, he would be easily crushed.

And he can't eat grapes at all and says that grapes are sour.

But now that he thinks about it, he understands that he was wrong, not only wrong, but also outrageously wrong.

After many years, Feng Jun finally recalled the remaining half of the sentence in the corridor between classes that day, which he deliberately ignored.

The teacher also said, "That kid is dead-eyed, and I don't want him to be very promising, don't be smart in the future, but be mistaken by smart, just go crooked." ”

What did he think at the time?

Too much time has passed, and Feng Jun can't remember it anymore.

He thought that when he heard those words, the first thing that came to his mind was definitely a negative answer.

After all, he is a genius in the village, a genius, he should be smart, and it is impossible to go crooked with his eyes closed.

It's a pity that he still went against his original intention.

Sui Bao listened to his words that were not compliments, suddenly bent his eyebrows, and smiled, "Grandpa the village chief is right, Brother Xiaojun is indeed very smart. ”

"Worse than you." Feng Jun hooked his lips and said as he climbed up: "I didn't find any relevant news about that pharmaceutical group, I only know that the power behind it is very large, and that person is very rich." ”

The little milk group suddenly became interested and asked, "How much money did they give you?" ”

"It's about 10 million before and after." The money was all stored in a card for him, Feng Jun didn't use it, and he didn't bother to count it.

Sui Bao smacked his lips, obviously a little disappointed, "If you calculate it like this, wouldn't you be at a loss?" ”

People who can own both black and white industries cannot lack money if they lack anything in their hands.

A rare talent like Feng Jun is stingy to give such a little.

Aren't you afraid that others will dig into the wall with higher prices?

"Ten million, if you don't marry a daughter-in-law, is enough for the daily expenses of twenty ordinary families like my family for decades." Feng Jun's voice sounded a little speechless.

In the book, it is said that there are frozen bones on the stinky road of Zhumen's wine and meat, which is not unreasonable.

Sui Bao glanced at it, and knew what he wanted to say, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, "I saw that you haven't done your homework, and when I used to follow my bad grandmother, I couldn't eat enough." ”

Speaking of this, she raised her hand and touched the side of her face with little milk fat, and couldn't help but sigh: "I've eaten too much meat recently, and I've grown meat." ”

Feng Jun choked violently, unable to say anything to refute.

Not to mention that before the program team came, even after noticing what Sui Bao had discovered, he didn't want people to check the details of the father and daughter.

Maybe it's disdainful, or maybe it's because he never really believed in the people of the Z group.

It was a bunch of outlaws, and he knew it at first sight.

It's just that at that time, he had already stepped on the thief ship and had no way out.

"Oops, I almost forgot to get down to business." Sui Bao's face suddenly sank, thinking of something.

Under Feng Jun's puzzled gaze, she raised her right hand and said in a milky voice: "Xiaofen, call Dad." ”

The call rang for two seconds and was immediately connected.

Without waiting for the voice from the other side to come, the little milk group immediately shouted sweetly: "Dad! ”

"Suibao, where are you now?" Ning Tingchen's worried voice came from the earpiece, and the background sound was a little messy.

It's a commotion, as if someone is arguing.

It's a pity that the voice is too small to hear what is being said clearly.

The little milk group, who couldn't satisfy her curiosity, sighed in disappointment and explained, "We're going to worship Sister Feng Lan, can Dad help bring something up?" ”

"Yes." There was silence for a few seconds before a voice came.

Knowing Ning Tingchen's concerns, Sui Bao grinned and said, "Dad, don't worry, Sui Bao won't let himself be hurt." ”

In a word, the two people who listened to it had mixed feelings.

If it weren't for the fright the night before, Ning Tingchen would definitely choose to believe in his baby daughter without hesitation.

As for now......

He felt that he could listen to it himself.

Feng Jun stood silently and listened, and just as he wanted to ask, the expression of the little milk group in front of him instantly became serious.

She frowned and emphasized: "Dad should be optimistic about Master and Father, don't let him talk too much, in case it will be bad if the fight starts." ”

In fact, what she really wanted to say was to let him persuade Jin Changming's mouth not to be too stinky, otherwise he would definitely be beaten to death by the villagers.

On the other end of the phone, Ning Tingchen looked at Jin Changming, who was quite a bit of Zhuge Liang's tongue battle group Confucianism by himself, and coughed lightly: "Don't worry about Jin Lao, he is very good." ”