As soon as he heard this, the little guy reflexively shrank his small body.

But he didn't admit defeat at all:

"Hmph, you adults are like this, always threatening children, bad!"

It can be seen that children have long understood the routines of adults.

Bo Jiyuan glanced at the little cub:

"I'm threatening you, what can you do?"

It's an old-fashioned method, but isn't it useful?

Sure enough, the little guy was stunned.

Who would have thought that the stinky baba would be so shameless? It's really threatening!

Fortunately, someone didn't plan to beat his son at this time, and there were a lot of things waiting to be dealt with.

"Let's go down and play by myself."

"Oh,"

The little cub obediently climbed down from the man.

After a few minutes, the father and son were very peaceful, and the office was very quiet.

But it can only last for a few minutes, and the whole world knows that how can the bear child be quiet?

Sure enough, the little cub who had already rubbed his skin and scratched the itch began to do things.

First of all, he turned over the books on his father's bookshelf, which was fine.

After that, there was a 'crackling' sound.

The man who was handling the documents looked up when he heard the sound, good guy, the blue and white porcelain vase he bought at the auction last month was actually broken, and it was broken into slag, and there was no chance of remedy at all!

Look at a certain initiator, he is still standing there looking at himself with an innocent face.

"Dad, Ning Ning didn't mean it, Ning Ning just wanted to take the book above."

Hehe.

"Bo Youning, you don't even make drafts when you lie now?"

Where did you learn the function of telling nonsense with your eyes open?

If Pei Jingxia is here, he will inevitably say: Where else can I learn from? Isn't it right in front of you?

Someone is the originator of talking nonsense with his eyes open, doesn't he know this?

It's really nonsense!

The little cub is really a little cowardly at the moment, probably knowing that this blue and white porcelain vase is his father's beloved thing.

In an instant, the little nose twitched one by one.

Seeing that he was about to cry, Bo Jiyuan rubbed his temples fiercely:

"Long Teng, get in!"

Two seconds later, a figure pushed open the door and stood in the doorway:

"Young Master?"

Bo Jiyuan didn't want to say anything more, and stretched out his hand to point to a certain little cub:

"Take him, take him out, I don't want to see him again in an hour!"

Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't help but do it directly.

What father-son affection?

Can there be a Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain vase?

Little loser, that's an antique from the Ming Dynasty 1

Do you know how much it's worth?

More than a billion !!

Is it true that your father's money is blown by the wind?

Hehe.

Isn't it just the wind blowing?

Let's talk about losers, who can have you losers?

More than a billion to buy a blue and white porcelain vase? Can I eat or drink?

Nowadays, a dozen billion is worth a dime.

Ay.

The little cub who came out of the office had already put away the cowardly look he had just now.

The speed of this face change is absolutely unique, and Long Teng can't help but want to give a thumbs up.

is worthy of being a little master, amazing! Awesome!

Moreover, maybe it's just the little young master who can make the young master so deflated, right?

No, no, no, that's wrong, and your little master's thing!

That's the ultimate boss!

Believe it or not, in the face of that one, your young master didn't even dare to fart.

The so-called one thing descends to one thing, isn't that what it is?

"Uncle Longteng, Ning Ning wants to play on the street!"

Aha?