The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

Yu Si followed He Qing into the car, and the young man walked a few steps forward familiarly, sat on the seat, saw the man coming up, and patted the chair next to him, "Mr. Yu, come here!"

He Changbu sat opposite them and heard He Qing's name for Yu Si. A flash of light flashed in his eyes. He coughed lightly and said nothing.

On this familiar bus, the youth is like a fish entering the sea, flying happily.

He was just like his father since he was a child. The motion sickness was so severe that only the bus did not cause motion sickness. When they were young, they didn’t buy this bus. When He Qing went to school, he went to school with his father on the bus.

Until one day he was ridiculed by his classmates, Xiao Heqing didn't feel much. His family was poor and could not be decided by sitting on the bus, but He Changbook was angry.

He doesn't care about anything with a child, but in order to prevent his son from being ridiculed by someone who does not know the real situation, he spent a lot of money and specially customized this bus.

Sitting on the crutches in the car, seeing Yuji wanted to get closer to the young man but because the seat was blocked, the bald man proudly raised his lips, took the sunglasses that was not in the jacket pocket and put it on his face, this was his pretense Artifact.

If A Qing didn't like his wife like smoking, he could still hold a cigar in his mouth.

"Boy, see me this car, uncle, I will open your eyes today."

Yu Si looked at the bald man respectfully, "Dad you say."

He Changbao's smug smile stiffened, and the peach blossom hidden behind the sunglasses narrowed his eyes. This guy was really cheekier than him.

Who is your dad!

I don't have your son like you!

Now that the woman is away, and no longer wants to hit her face, He Changbu looks up at Yu Si again.

He dare to guarantee that this guy is definitely over thirty years old, then look at his family A Qing, Shui Lingling is twenty years old.

He pulled the child carefully and cautiously, not for the sake of a 30-year-old man!

But looking at his stupid son, he was particularly happy to reach out and grab the man's hand, He Changbul swallowed this bitterly.

He was originally opposed by his wife's family, he didn't know how much pain he had to take to get his wife back home, but he didn't care, but his wife washed his face with tears every day during that time, every time he turned the window to find her, The crying misery distressed him.

He Changpu really didn't want his son to suffer again because of his wife's sin.

He Changbao resisted the heart he wanted to swear, raised his legs, and pointed to Jiangshan, "Seeing my car's shell is not able to block bullets, and my glass, bulletproof glass, you look at my again Each seat is above this number!"

"Just my extended bus can buy your small company, you..."

He just wanted to say that if you dare to treat my son badly, I can kill you. The bald secretary sitting next to him quickly hugged in his ear:

"Boss, his company is more expensive than our bus."

"And the boss, he is not a small company, it is listed, and it is similar to our company."

He Changbiao put down Erlang's legs naturally, changed his direction, and looked the same: "How can I tell you that I would call my boss in China!"

"Eh! Boss! His company is similar to us, we can't buy it."

The bald secretary didn't notice the gloomy face of his boss, and showed him the computer diligently, "But the boss, I just calculated it. If we sell our company and sell a dozen villas, it's almost enough. , But we still have to consider the issue of paying taxes. Boss, do you want me to come back and make a plan for you? We can avoid tax reasonably..."

He Qing looked at them whispering strangely and walked over to take down the sunglasses on He Changbiao's face. "Why do you always bring sunglasses? Dad pulled the curtains here. Look at the black varnished sunglasses." not see."

"Eh, by the way, dad, how did you get the bus from our house? It's so big, where did it come from?"

He Changbull was pierced by his son, but he was not willing to criticize his son. He laid eyes on Yu Si who respectfully waited for him to speak.

Although the two companies are about the same size, but he has a lot of real estate land, how can they add up to more than thirty men!

Moreover, the luxury extended bus in his home is the only one to find all over the country!

Does this kid have any? He didn't!

Thinking about it, He Changbiao recovered a little confidence, he turned his head up and pretended to inadvertently say, "It's too much trouble to transport it, this dad bought it for you again, and all the designs are exactly the same as our original one. , Look at this bulletproof wagon..."

He was excited to show off, but He Qing sighed and patted his dad's shoulder, "Dad, you bought a loss..."

"what?"

He Changbull was stunned. In his ear was the voice of his son's whispering, "Our original car was because of the guns abroad, and at most Hua Guo was a kitchen knife. Who bought bulletproof and anti-body!"

"Furthermore, Dad, you are a serious businessman, and you are not a dark society. The chance of getting revenge is basically zero. The bulletproof car is useless..."

The middle-aged man stared at his son in a daze, his eyes red slightly.

The chattering young man froze, "Dad, you, are you crying?"

His expression was panic. This was the first time that he saw his dad crying for the first time. Did he really just go too far?

Although he couldn’t figure out what he said was wrong, He Qing apologized extremely quickly, “I’m sorry Dad, I’m wrong, don’t be angry...”

Before he finished speaking, he was hugged by a man.

He Changbu has been fighting since he was a child. After so many years of practice, he has developed a strong body, and with such emotion, he is so vigorous that he has a stiff face.

"dad……"

"My good son, eh!" The bald man's eyes were moist, full of pity. "You have only left your father for a few years, how come millions of dollars are so valued..."

"How hard have you been all these years..."

"Don't blame Dad for being bad, and make you suffer. Dad is sorry for your mother. If I were not airsick, you wouldn't live alone for so long..."

The whole car was full of crying from He Changbiao. The bald secretary stood up and pulled down the curtain to separate the bodywork of the bodyguard from the front of the car.

"Boss, don't cry, your wife will feel distressed."

Speaking of his beloved wife, He Changbiao's emotions finally took hold, and finally he remembered that his daughter-in-law who was a little taller than him was still there. She wiped tears from the corners of her eyes and let her nose go to release the youth.

He patted his head indulgently and cut the railroad, "It's okay, Dad will protect you in the future, and won't let you live that kind of hard life!"

Monthly salary 3w·Living in a luxurious community·Do not feel hardship·Young·Young Master is confused.

"Okay, let the daughter-in-law see your mother."

"But you can't cry in front of her, otherwise she should feel bad again."

He Changbiao took the paper from He Qing and wiped his tears. The bald man happened to be holding the card and came, "Boss, my wife is here."

"Huh." With a little nasal voice, the bald man carefully cherishes the card, and there is a picture of a gentle woman next to him standing in front of Yu Si.

"Come and say hello to your mother-in-law."