Rebirth of the National Male God

Su Yueban was taken aback by the beating, he jumped up and shouted out a quick sentence, "After all, you are afraid that you won't be able to lose face, and feel that you will lose face if you lose!"

Su Qiangsheng's face turned green and pale, "Yes! Your father and I have been good-faced all our lives! I just can't afford to lose this man!"

Su Yueban was taken aback by his expression, thinking that he would strike again, she took a step back involuntarily.

It turned out that his father didn't move. When he looked up, he saw Su Qiangsheng sitting down with a complicated expression. He rarely saw the decadent appearance of his strong father. It was like a mountain suddenly crumbling, which made his heart tremble.

"Little fat, this is the root left by your grandfather, and it is also the root that will be left to you."

Before Su Yueban was waved away by his father, he heard such a sigh.

"Your father can't easily admit defeat."

Su Yueban's eyes turned red inexplicably, and when she returned to her room, she suddenly remembered that his father hadn't blamed him until now. It was obviously his fault, but the group of relatives were all sneering at him, so they almost didn't directly call him a bastard.

In the next few days, Su Yueban was thinking of a solution, but he always thought that he was very successful, only to realize that his strength was not enough when the disaster came.

Fenghuang Entertainment is very strong, but the other party has no reason to serve him, and he can't privately use Fenghuang Entertainment's resources on his family business. Yuan Liang and Zong Haohao's help is limited.

On the contrary, Li Jiming, the young man of Wanheng Group who is also in the real estate business, for Sihuang's sake, gave some convenience and help at the right time.

Speaking of Sihuang, Su Yue had thought about him halfway. When the disaster happened, he immediately wanted to ask Sihuang for help, but at that time Sihuang was not in the capital, and Yuxi also said that he could not be found. Su Half a month can only give up.

As time passed, Su Yueban gradually calmed down, and after realizing that Si Huang had returned, he didn't want to talk to Si Huang anymore.

He remembered that Sihuang had reminded him more than once, telling him to be more careful in what he said in the future, otherwise he would definitely cause trouble, but he always said yes every time, and never really took it to heart.

Now that things have developed to this point, if he asks Sihuang for help, how can Sihuang help him? Matters concerning real estate and business cannot be resolved through advertising and publicity.

Of course, it would be useful if the broad masses of the people could be mobilized to help, but this would have too much impact on Sihuang's reputation and work, not to mention whether Sihuang would agree, and he himself would definitely not be able to say so.

After such a delay, Sihuang has been back for a few days, Su Yueban didn't contact Sihuang, and even told Yuan Liang and the others not to tell him about the situation at home, saying that he would deal with it soon Get back to work after finishing some personal business.

Tonight, he was chatting with Yuan Liang and the others on ZZ, when he suddenly received a private message from a stranger.

This account is his private account, and few people know about it. Unlike the management account, this account does not have settings to refuse friends and private messages from strangers.

He thought that someone he knew had also opened the trumpet, and when he clicked on it, he was shocked by the content of the private message inside.

"Fatty Su, why aren't you talking?" Yuan Liang's voice came from the earphones.

Su Yueban replied, "Wait! Let's talk about it next time."

Yuan Liang heard that his tone was not right, and let him turn off the voice conversation without asking what it was.

In the room, Su Yueban looked at the stranger's private message again, and after making sure that she read it correctly, she typed a reply.

The summer moon bends and bends: Who are you?

ZZ15236XXXX: wooden eleven.

When Su Yueban saw the name, she felt that it was not her real name, and she even felt that this person was playing with herself.

Just playing him with this kind of thing, how boring is it, and how much do you hate him?

Su Yueban was about to block him when the other party sent another message.

ZZ15236XXXX: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]

ZZ15236XXXX: I'll throw it away.

Su Yueban looked at the data on each picture, and his heart beat uncontrollably again. He sent several messages in succession, asking who the other party was and why did he tell him these things. The result showed that the other party had gone offline .

When Su Yueban couldn't get a response, she went to Yuan Liang again and asked him to check the ZZ notes of this account, but found that there was nothing, it was a dead account that ZZ had just developed and registered.

The appearance of this person was so sudden and coincidental that Su Yueban couldn't calm down no matter what.

Finally he stood up and decided to go to Su Qiangsheng for advice.

Regarding Su Yueban's arrival, Su Qiangsheng didn't have a good attitude. He was obviously still struggling with his son, but he didn't refuse to meet him.

When Su Yueban explained the reason for his visit, Su Qiangsheng's face changed, he stood up and walked in front of him and asked in surprise, "What did you say was the name of that person just now?"

"Mu Shiyi." Su Yue was slightly taken aback, not understanding why Su Qiangsheng reacted so strongly.

He opened the notebook he brought over and showed Su Qiangsheng the chat history inside, "This is a screenshot of his stock."

It was only a short page of chat history, but Su Qiangsheng read it carefully, especially the first sentence sent by an unfamiliar account.

ZZ15236XXXX: Sell the Golden Corner and buy the Beitang Village next door.

Su Qiangsheng read this sentence over and over again, and then couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Hahahahaha!"

He laughed extraordinarily freely, as if he had vented all the depression and aggrieved these days.

Su Yue was stunned and called out hesitantly, "Dad?"

Su Qiangsheng didn't respond.

Su Yueban couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed his shoulder and shouted loudly: "Dad! What's wrong with you!?"

Su Qiangsheng's laughter stopped short, and he looked down at his son, as if looking at some strange creature.

Su Yueban's hairs stood on end when he saw it, and wondered if his father had been bewitched, or why was his reaction so weird? First he laughed, and then he didn't even seem to recognize his own son.

"Where did you get your luck?" Su Qiangsheng asked doubtfully, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Su Yue half blacked out, completely confused by his father's inexplicable words and deeds, without latching the door, "Dad, are you bewitched?!"

"You're just bewitched!" Su Qiangsheng slapped him on the head, this time was different from the last time he slapped him, it was obviously done in a joking manner.

Su Yueban was even more strange, and then heard his father say: "It's a good thing, it's a good thing. You really don't know how much blessing you have accumulated in your previous life, so you get help from noble people one after another."