Chapter 281 Social Garbage Dad Irritable Online 36
Chapter 281 Social Trash Dad Is Angry Online 36
Lu Youming didn't care about this matter.
He was immersed in the matter of Fuchen calling his father, and he didn't make things too difficult, nor did he blame Xiaojie's family.
Wang Jiajun happened to have a day off from get off work on Friday, so he rode his bicycle over to see him in the evening.
Lu Youming happened to want to share his joy, so he said, "Fuchen called me daddy."
"That's great! Just right! I brought Erguotou, so I must have a drink to celebrate!" Wang Jiajun said lively.
Lu Youming quarreled over a portion of peanuts, and the two drank with the peanuts.
"Brother Ming, I heard that Fuchen also recognized a rich godfather. Is it true?" Actually, you don't even need to look.
The shoes beside Fuchen's bed already showed that they were real.
There is also an Adidas box thrown carelessly on the table.
As a thief, he still has the ability to distinguish luxury goods from genuine goods.
Lu Youming's originally relaxed expression was immediately put away.
Drink with your head down and keep your mouth shut.
Cui Hangxing's recruitment of him into the gang was a problem. He could explode at any time, but he had a sense of proportion.
When Wang Jiajun saw the person lower his head and kept silent, he said anxiously, "You're not really selling your child, are you?"
Lu Youming shook his head, "I won't sell it."
Wang Jiajun looked bad and stared at people, "How can you buy so much if you don't want to sell?"
Lu Youming held the wine glass, bowed his head and said nothing.
This matter cannot be known to more people, otherwise the boat of Lu Youming and Mr. Cui will be completely destroyed.
Wang Jiajun's eyes widened and he stared at Lu Youming carefully. His breath was gloomy and he was unwilling to tell himself. But Wang Jiajun still waited with bated breath.
Who doesn’t want to have this kind of beautiful thing like “good things falling from the sky”?
"He wants to be Fuchen's godfather." Lu Youming gave this reason that everyone has heard.
"Then I also want to find a godfather for my son." Wang Jiajun said immediately.
Turning around to look at the countless designer clothes in this room, how nice it is.
"Why don't you ask if there is anyone else willing to be a godfather?" Wang Jiajun lowered his head and looked closely at Lu Youming.
Lu Youming raised his head, stared at Wang Jiajun with his triangular eyes, and warned, "You'd better not. What is your first thought when a person gives benefits to people like us?"
Wang Jiajun thought about it calmly, "Either you take the blame or you kill someone."
Not too stupid.
Lu Youming stared at Wang Jiajun.
Wang Jiajun suddenly realized, "You..."
There is no need to speak too clearly.
Wang Jiajun paused for a moment and didn't ask any more questions. He just said, "Be careful next time. Don't show your feet to others again." Then he added, "If it doesn't work, you can ask me to look out for you."
This person probably still has petty theft in his head.
Lu Youming didn't say much and continued to drink.
We talked all night and fell asleep drunk.
In the morning, Lu Youming was woken up by floating dust.
Lu Youming drowsily made some milk powder for Fuchen, put on her shoes in a drowsy way, and let her go to play with the uncle next door. He turned around and continued walking.
Within two days, Lu Youming received a call from Cui Hangxing.
"I have a job at a construction site. You're an electrician, right? The salary is high."
Cui Hangxing did not forget to pull him on board, but he had to do it under his nose.
Lu Youming thought for a moment and agreed.
He must also respond in some way so as not to arouse the suspicion of those on the same boat. Otherwise, he will die.
Mr. Cui took Lu Youming to find the supervisor, "This man works quickly. Why don't you find an experienced electrician recently? Give it a try."
The supervisor glanced at Cui Hangxing and asked with a smile, "How does Mr. Cui know such a person?"
Cui Hangxing smiled and said nothing.
The project has just been approved and the construction site is still being laid.
This can last for several years.
Lu Youming looked at Cui Hangxing quietly, doubting that the other party would not want to dispose of him quietly and bury him here.
It's not like a construction supervisor and a financier have a compatible relationship.
"You should take a look for yourself first." The supervisor pointed back and said to Mr. Cui, "I'm busy first. I have to blast it in a hurry..."
Cui Hangxing nodded, turned around and found Lu Youming in a daze.
blasting……
Cui Hangxing: "Interested?"
Lu Youming glanced at him, came back to his senses, and looked at Mr. Cui without saying anything.
Cui Hangxing squinted his eyes, making a joke, but tilted his head and said, "Let's take a look."
Lu Youming did not refuse and walked away.
He was indeed very interested. His once-secret interest... was hidden in the dark, protected from prying eyes, but it never dissipated. It even became more intense as time went by.
I can only live by laziness and suppress my inner desires.
The supervisors and blasters are discussing the method of blasting. The original houses cannot be retained or preserved, they can only be blasted.
However, the blasting range and the splashing range are both specified, so no mistakes can be made.
The scene must also be ensured to be clear of people.
Lu Youming quietly walked behind the crowd, raised his head, and looked at the design paper.
Random arcs and unknown models all have corresponding models in Lu Youming's eyes.
Cui Hangxing watched from the side.
Lu Youming said that Fuchen was not interested in many things. Her first sentence was "beat".
He didn't know that he and Fuchen were really similar.
You can't tell from the appearance.
But personality is almost entirely genetic.
Lu Youming is not interested in many things either.
Not interested in secrets.
He is very familiar with bloody and violent things.
They have cold expressions, don't like to look at people, and always stare into space. They give you a look that "deserves a beating" and is not easy to mess with.
Now, Lu Youming stretched his neck to take a closer look...
Cui Hangxing had naughty thoughts.
He approached the "blasting discussion crowd" and asked Lu Youming, "Do you understand?"
His words aroused the interest of the expert team. They looked back at Cui Hangxing and followed their gaze to Lu Youming.
Lu Youming was surrounded by everyone, and it felt like he was being scanned by laser rays.
"Uh..." There was a lump in my throat, but the desire in my heart was still burning. It was hidden in the darkness, and no one knew how big the flame was.
"Yes." Lu Youming still said.
He didn't know why he wanted to expose himself.
This is not a wise choice.
Was he the one who blew up the passenger terminal last year?
He was thinking about this sentence in his heart, and his mood was subtle. He didn't know whether it was pride or secret.
He just felt like he was under a spell, so he emphasized, "Know something."
"Oh, can you understand these drawings?" The supervisor became interested.
The demolition team handed him the paper.
Lu Youming felt a slight pain in his throat. He lowered his head, faced the gaze of everyone, took the drawing, and carefully confirmed every detail.
This is a construction drawing with depth and dosage marked on it.
The construction party wants to use a group of small cannons (the amount of explosives below 1T is called small cannons) to blast in sections and batches.
A safe way.
Because there are still residential crowds around.
The builder is unwilling to take risks and doesn't mind even if it takes more time and effort.
And his original intention may be due to his bad intentions, and based on past experience, he will never use small cannons if he can use them.
Where insufficient, use directional blasting.
"What do you think?" asked the supervisor.
Lu Youming lowered his head, handed over the paper, and spat out two words, "No."
