3955. Chapter 3955 Whoever loses will go to the car wash
Luo Jun responded immediately, "Okay."
Mo Bei and Jiao Yang rarely come here, so it's okay that he doesn't have time to accompany them. They must go to see them off at the airport.
"I'll go up and rest first. You should go take a bath and go to bed early." Leng Zimo stood up and raised the unbound "Flying Against the Wind" in his hand to Luo Jun. "I've read the outline of the script.
Yes, I will personally handle the adaptation this time. When I finish writing it, I will discuss it with Xing'er. She shouldn't have to work too hard now that she is pregnant."
Luo Jun stood up with a smile, "That's... thank you for your hard work, Dad."
Leng Zimo came over, held his son's shoulders, and looked at the young man who was as tall as himself. Leng Zimo's eyes were also filled with relief.
He missed Luo Jun's four years of growth, but he has been paying attention to his son over the years.
Only a 22-year-old young man has achieved this level, and Leng Zimo is also very satisfied with Luo Jun.
Carrying him upstairs, the father and son didn't say anything else until they reached the corner of the second floor, where Leng Zimo stopped.
"Mo Mo, dad has always been proud of you."
Luo Jun blinked at him, "Does a tiger father have no dog sons?"
Leng Zimo smiled. Although this child looked a lot like him, the cuteness and naughtiness he occasionally showed was inherited from Luo Xiaoqian.
This child not only has his coldness and stubbornness, but also Luo Xiaoqian's tolerance and kindness.
In this regard, Luo Jun is completely superior to his predecessors.
If it were him, he might have handled some of the things that happened recently, but Luo Jun might have handled them better.
Leng Zimo believes that he has the ability to handle these difficult matters and give his loved ones a peaceful future.
And there is no need for him to step over and over for you.
Because his son is no longer a child who needs the care of his parents. Now, he is a real man.
Looking at the face in front of him that was similar to his own, Leng Zimo raised his palm and deliberately messed up Luo Jun's short hair just like he did when he was a child.
Then, he turned around with a chuckle and strode towards his room.
As a father, he is naturally happy when his son grows up, but he is always somewhat reluctant to let go of that cute little boy who likes to hug him, call him daddy, and play games with him excitedly.
"Dad!" Luo Jun raised his hand and touched his messed up hair, "I bought a commemorative game console from Yin Tiantang. When you come back, let's kill a game?"
Leng Zimo stopped and turned to him, "Old rules, whoever loses gets to wash the car."
"Afraid of you? Just wash the car!" Luo Jun replied standing there.
"When the time comes, I will ask your second uncle to bring all the cars over!" Leng Zimo winked at him, turned around with a smile, and walked towards the bedroom.
"Say it as if I will definitely lose!" Luo Jun muttered, smiled, and turned around to go upstairs.
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Hong Kong, pier.
At dawn, a medium-sized yacht stopped at the pier, and several figures jumped off the boat neatly.
The lights on the pier reflected the faces of several people. The leader was of medium build and had an old scar on his face. He was Chen Chong.
"Brother Chong!"
The men waiting at the dock immediately came forward and welcomed Chen Chong and his confidant into the car.
The subordinate sitting in the passenger seat turned to look at Chen Chong in the back seat, "Brother Chong, where are we going?"
"Mr. Zhuo should be up by the time we arrive in the city. Why don't we just go there?" asked the confidant.
