Zheng Lang handed the watch to Le Zihuang and said, "Sister Le, take this well, if you negotiate it, go to the target island and open this, and I can receive the news here." By the way, if he talks nonsense to you, don't pay attention to him. ”

Le Zihuang took the watch and looked confused: "What nonsense can a watch say, you are talking nonsense." ”

Hehe, I hope you can keep your composure now!

A lunch, the guests and the host were happy, Le Zihuang was in full swing, and the action was amazing, the ticket was booked on the same day, and the next day was set off, and Zheng Lang had not been in contact with the world of flowers for more than a week, and planned to take his son around.

Zhao Demon made an appointment with the guests for physiotherapy in the afternoon, and invited: "Zheng Lang, why don't you go to my place in the afternoon, you are also a shareholder, go and see your own industry." By the way, bring nine thousand to print a few new sets of life-saving pods. "I'm afraid that the last half of the sentence is her real purpose, when will you say that Brother Lang will be regarded as a shareholder.

Zheng Lang thought about it, he didn't have a task to do now, it was okay to go around in the afternoon, and most of the rent for the maintenance island would fall on the physiotherapy hall in the future, and replied: "Okay, I'll come to the meeting with my son, and promised her to buy her something." In this way, you take the nine thousand first, and it is inconvenient for me to take it shopping. Zheng Lang is also sensible, knowing what women want is the first step to success.

Zhao Demon happily hugged Jiuqian and walked away, his expression was like holding a beckoning cat.

Zheng Lang took his son straight to the supermarket, Lori, the food counter in the supermarket is enough to pass away. In Lori's worldview, lollipops are much more valuable than bags, and when they are a little bigger, they will not be so easy to fool.

When he arrived at the door of the supermarket, his son suddenly grabbed Zheng Lang's hand and shook it with a twist: "Brother, can you give my son another watch to use here, I want to bring a friend to play." ”

Zheng Lang thought about it, it doesn't matter, his son's friend, the most likely is Li Zhi, who is also his acquaintance, and said: "Okay, you can ask Jiuqian if you go back, I agreed." ”

Speaking of which, Li Shimin has been back for a long time, and I don't know if the crops and super-era knowledge that he stayed there last time have been promoted, so he should go back and see it when he finds a time.

Thinking about it, Zheng Lang touched his pocket: "Oh, the money is running out, you wait, I'll go get some money." ”

There are ATMs in front of the supermarket, and you can get the money in a short time. Although he can't go to class, Zhao Demon will regularly send some money to Zheng Lang's card, which can be regarded as a dividend from the physiotherapy hall. It's not much, the big heads are on Zhao You's side, and Zhao Demon is both CEO and CFO, Zheng Lang doesn't even know how much this big head is.

The son-in-law looked thoughtfully at Zheng Lang after withdrawing the money, and said, "Brother, is it possible for the son-in-law to buy whatever he wants today?" ”

"Of course, didn't my brother promise you, how could my brother lie to his son!"

The son nodded seriously, and pointed to the ATM with his little hand: "Then the son wants to buy this, so that when the son asks for money, he can withdraw it himself." ”

Such a powerful logic, it is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish? The little ghost is quite smart, Zheng Lang spent a lot of effort to explain what the ATM is about, and he didn't have to buy it.

The son immediately retreated and said, "Then I want to buy a bank card." ”

In the end, Zheng Lang had to promise his son to go to the playground next time, and finally fooled the past. The son is really becoming more and more like a native modern girl, and she is completely out of place at all.

"Ah, my son wants that Mickey Doll." Well, even Mickey knows.

When the supermarket came out, the son harvested large bags and small bags, full of snacks and toys, and he didn't let Zheng Lang put them in the warehouse, he had to hold them in his hand. Little Lori's original words are like this: "So that my heart warms." Zheng Lang strongly suspected that Grande had Oriental ancestry.

drove Lao Pusang, all the way to Zhao Demon's villa, the environment here is still so pleasant, standing outside the door and looking at it, confirming that this place is indeed not suitable for erecting a thirty-meter-high link door, Zheng Lang is dead, and completely dispelled this idea.

Walking into the villa, the original living room has been transformed into a reception room, with several sets of tables, chairs and sofas for guests to rest and chat. Zhao Demon and Jiuqian were not there, they were supposed to be receiving guests in the backyard, and a middle-aged man with a big belly was sitting alone on a chair playing with his mobile phone.

Zheng Lang is not good to disturb Zhao Demon to pick up guests, huh? Pick-up? Haha, Zheng Lang smiled, found a table and sat down with his son.

When the middle-aged man saw someone coming, he put away his mobile phone and came over to talk: "Young man, you are also accompanying someone to do beauty?" I came with my wife, and a friend introduced me to it, and said that the beauty effect here is very good. As soon as the girl goes in and comes out, oops, that skin is smooth, and her figure is much better. It's just too expensive, charge me 400,000 at a time, and I don't know if it's really worth the money. ”

Lying in a big groove, Zheng Lang wondered if he had heard it wrong, the demon girl even dared to report such an outrageous price, what was even more outrageous was that there were still guests, and what was even more outrageous was that she had to expand the scale. Zheng Lang couldn't help but sigh that there are so many rich people, and women's money is really easy to make, so didn't the servants of the Price Bureau come to see it.

The middle-aged man looked at Zheng Lang and didn't answer, and continued: "This is your daughter, it's very beautiful, haha, I also have a son, don't look at me so fat, my son is handsome, not like me at all." ”

When the son heard that he was recognized as Zheng Lang's daughter, he laughed happily: "Hehe, daughter, my son is my brother's daughter, and I also said that I am my brother." ”

Zheng Lang couldn't cry or laugh, and took out a bucket of potato chips: "Gagged." Big brother, you have to come no. ”

The middle-aged man was shocked. waved his hand again and again: "Don't don't, really don't." I advise you to eat less, especially children. The current potato chips are all made of genetically modified potatoes, and they are all problematic. If you eat too much, your genes will change, and the last time I went to identify them, my son's genes didn't look like mine at all, oh, this is what my wife told me. ”

Zheng Lang looked at such a simple fat man, his eyes were full of green light, and he really didn't know how to answer this topic. Fortunately, at this time, Zhao Demon came out of the backyard, accompanied by a woman in her early thirties, dressed as a noblewoman, the woman was radiant, and she looked like she had just been treated from the life-saving cabin.

The middle-aged man stepped forward quickly, held the woman's hand, and said in surprise: "Wife, you are really, this is really ......" After a long time, he couldn't say any adjectives, Zheng Lang was very worried about the quality of the current rich people in Huaguo.

Zhao Demon and other middle-aged men calmed down, stepped forward and said: "Okay, okay, I want to touch it at home, I am still satisfied with the effect, if you are okay, come and settle the final payment, this time the physiotherapy can keep the effect for two years, remember to come back if the effect is too much." By the way, if you don't get a membership card, you can get a nine-percent discount. ”

Zheng Lang's face was full of black lines, the demon girl didn't eat this meal enough, and she was still thinking about turning people into long-term meal tickets.

A man and a woman happily applied for a membership card, paid the balance and left, and the middle-aged man kept reminding: "Don't give your children genetically modified food anymore, and what kind of fish blended oil, that's made of genetically modified soybeans, don't use it." ”

Zheng Lang looked at this bullaur brother and couldn't help but sigh that the other party was really a sincere person.