There will never be a shortage of blood in this world.
Things like shit are actually very unexpected things, so unexpected that you can't even think of them.
No matter how imaginative Zhao Gangjun was, he would never have imagined that An Sizhao next to him could be his brother.
An Sizhao's surname is An, not Zhao, right?
Although his name An Sizhao sounds a bit similar to An Sizhao, but if it were not an outsider, who would have thought that Zhao means Zhao?
"Son, can you still find Angel now?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.
"It's definitely impossible to find her." Zhao Gangjun said, "Since Aunt An has been able to hide from you for more than ten years, where can I possibly find her?"
"That's right. If An Qier didn't want others to find her, no one would be able to find her." Zhao Tiezhu said with emotion.
"Dad, how do you plan to deal with An Sizhao's matter?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"Where is he now?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.
"He is in Japan now. However, he went to Japan because he was wanted. In order to prevent Interpol people from tracking him, I have basically cut off contact with him. But if you want to find him, dad,
If I take some time, I can still find it," Zhao Gangjun said.
"Then find him."
Zhao Tiezhu said, "After all, it is the blood of our Zhao family. After we find it, we will send it back to the Zhao family and recognize our ancestors."
"good."
Zhao Gangjun nodded, then hung up the phone, and then called Huang Mao again.
When An Sizhao and the others went abroad, Zhao Gangjun left full power to Huang Mao.
It seemed that he had not called Huang Mao for a long time. Zhao Gangjun could not find Huang Mao's name among the recent calls.
Huang Mao on the other end of the phone quickly answered the call. After receiving Zhao Gangjun's instructions, Huang Mao immediately arranged for the men who were responsible for sending An Sizhao and the others to Japan to investigate An Sizhao's current location.
"We will definitely be able to find their exact location within an hour at most."
Huang Mao patted his chest and assured.
Since Huang Mao had made such a guarantee, Zhao Gangjun felt relieved and returned to the press conference.
"You said these fashions are really weird."
After Zhao Gangjun sat down, he said to Su Hongjiu next to him, "Some things that are obviously worn by aliens at first glance can be given the name Shichang."
"The so-called fashion means that the more people don't understand it, the more fashionable it is." Su Hongjiu said with a smile, "Many people now blindly follow the trend. Anything designed by a well-known designer must be good. If you can't understand it, it means you don't have enough eyesight."
, just like when we studied Chinese textbooks in elementary school, there are some chapters that even the author cannot understand so much meaning. For example, lowering one’s head to eat represents the author’s mental state at that time. In fact, it is just lowering one’s head to eat.
It’s just rice, but in the eyes of some people, there must be some mysterious things in it. Sometimes when my father talks to his subordinates, if he has no idea or uses the wrong words, his subordinates will understand several meanings. This
It’s just like these fashions.”
"Indeed, maybe those fashion designers themselves don't know what the things they design mean." Zhao Gangjun nodded in agreement.
"Backward Chinese people."
A contemptuous voice came from beside Zhao Gangjun and others. Zhao Gangjun followed the sound and saw a man wearing a small hat, a mustache and pigtails, looking at him with contempt.
"Do you know what fashion is?" The man with the mustache looked at Zhao Gangjun with disdain and said, "Do you know what popular elements are? Let me tell you, you definitely don't understand either."
Zhao Gangjun glanced at Su Hongjiu helplessly, smiled and shrugged.
Seeing that Zhao Gangjun did not answer him, the mustache's expression became even more contemptuous.
"How can Mr. Macartino's design be understood by you ignorant and backward Chinese people? The treatment of every line of his reveals the taste of fashion and his personal style. This style is intoxicating.
If you don’t understand, don’t make any comments to avoid embarrassment.”
Regarding the mustache, neither Zhao Gangjun nor Su Hongjiu responded, because this kind of thing is a matter of opinion. I don’t agree with this thing. I just don’t agree with this thing. If you agree with this thing, then agree with this thing. I’m half a dime away.
It doesn't matter. As for being looked down upon by others? It won't cost you a piece of flesh. There's really no point in arguing with others.
In today's world, there are so many things that people look down upon. If you, a person worth billions or tens of billions, are looked down upon by the security guard at the door, do you have to teach them a lesson?
This does not show how awesome you are, but it shows that you have low taste.
Zhao Gangjun has long been detached from most people, so naturally he will not care about the person in front of him.
However, Zhao Gangjun didn't care, but someone did.
Anna, who was sitting next to Zhao Gangjun, glared and said to the mustache, "Asshole, do you have a say here?"
The mustache glanced at Anna and said with disdain, "Italy is a place that values freedom of speech. It's none of your business what I say!"
"court death!"
Anna reached out directly, grabbed the collar of the mustache, and then slapped her three times.
Damn it, so tough!?
Zhao Gangrong and Su Hongjiu looked at each other. After these days of interaction, Anna is still relatively ladylike. Why did she explode today?
Buffon Alexander and others on the side were quite used to it. They watched the performance on the catwalk as usual and didn't care about Anna at all.
"Anna, don't be angry."
Niu Yinlong grabbed Anna and said, "Be careful of the fetal force."
"fine."
Anna smiled, then stared at the mustache and said, "Get out of here if you don't want to die."
The mustache glared at Anna and wanted to say something, but the two Corian family members standing behind Anna put their hands into their arms and moved.
The butt of the pistol was exposed.
The mustache immediately shut up, then stood up and left angrily.
Some people on the side heard the noise and looked over. As soon as they saw Anna, they all turned their heads.
This Anna is a well-known devil-like figure in Milan, so it's better not to mess with her.
Seeing all this, Zhao Gangjun somehow became worried about Niu Yinlong's future married life.
Anna is so awesome. This awesome guy’s status in the family will be worrying in the future!
I am still awesome, every woman is as gentle as water, even Han Tiantian, who is relatively out-of-the-box, is very well-behaved when facing me.
(Some friends asked why Gangbong is always 18 years old? In fact, urban books are just like that. Just like urban TV series, they have many stories and plots, but the time span is small. Have you ever seen any urban TV series that are always set three or five years later? Urban
The novel is not a fantasy novel. Fantasy novels can easily pass through tens of thousands of years. Urban novels are not suitable. The characters' emotions develop step by step, not to mention that they do not develop with one person. In fact, it is very simple to celebrate the New Year. I will finish this chapter.
Before the plot started, I just said, oh, two years have passed, and then someone has to ask, where has the protagonist died in the past two years? I still have to write again, so, urban writing is like this, if you can't understand this,
Then I suggest you read those popular urban novels. What I am talking about is purely urban, not urban fantasy and cultivation. This is not only true for urban novels, but also for online games. Suddenly half a year has passed and the protagonist is invincible. What I have done in the past six months