"Teacher Qian was joking, I wasn't doubting you just now, I was surprised that Su Mingzhe could return to his alma mater so quickly.
Lao Qian, it seems that classmate Su Mingzhe still respects you very much.
By the way, did classmate Su Mingzhe tell me what time we will arrive?"
"Mingzhe said half past nine."
The principal walked up to Teacher Qian happily, patted Teacher Qian on the shoulder and said:
"Old Qian, you did such a great job, the school will never forget your contribution this time.
By the way, Lao Qian, what’s Su Mingzhe’s phone number?
Please report it, I want to write it down.
If anything happens in the future, it will be easy to find him."
"166..."
After hearing this string of mobile phone numbers, the principal was sure that Lao Qian had not lied to him.
"Teacher Qian, I forgot to ask just now. Student Su Mingzhe didn't mention anything else on the phone?"
Teacher Qian shook his head and said:
"Principal, Mingzhe said on the phone what time he would arrive at our school, and then hung up."
A trace of disappointment flashed in the principal's eyes. This old money man just couldn't turn his head. He asked him to contact the richest man. It was self-evident. No wonder he was still a class teacher in his fifties.
But I think the richest man, since he is willing to come to the school in person, will definitely not come empty-handed.
I just don’t know how much money will be donated to the school?
Millions, tens of millions?
After Teacher Qian left, the principal immediately picked up the phone and dialed the director of the District Education Bureau.
"Director, I am Xiao Hong, Xiao Hong from No. 16 Middle School. I have..."
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Su Mingcheng returned to Su Daqiang's home carrying large and small bags.
"Dad, look what I bought for you?"
Su Daqiang was watching TV intently at this time. When he heard his youngest son speaking, he didn't even turn his head and just replied.
"Mingcheng is back."
Su Mingcheng took out a peaked cap from a pocket and put it directly on Su Daqiang's head.
"Cap, when you were in Suzhou, you said you wanted to wear a hat like Uncle Nie.
I happened to see this hat in a store today and thought it was very good, so I bought it for you."
Although Su Daqiang didn't remember when he said this.
But thinking that my youngest son can still think about me makes me feel relieved.
He took the hat off his head, looked at it carefully, and felt the feel.
"Yes, the hat you chose looks much better than the one worn by Old Nie."
"As long as you like it, I'll go upstairs first."
After saying that, Su Mingcheng picked up a few bags on the ground and went up to the second floor.
After more than half an hour, Su Mingcheng was called downstairs for dinner by Azhen.
"Mingcheng, I saw on TV that patients will recover faster if they are in a good mood. Is this true?"
Su Mingcheng was fighting with half a cheese lobster. After hearing Su Daqiang's question, he nodded quickly and said:
"There is such a saying, dad, why do you ask about this?"
"It's been two days since I came back. I've been staying at home and I feel a little bored, so I want to go out for a walk."
Su Mingcheng swallowed the shrimp meat in his mouth and replied:
"After dinner is ready, I will push you around the neighborhood."
Although Huang Meimei didn't stay with Su Daqiang for a long time, she had already figured out Su Daqiang's temperament.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew that things were definitely not that simple.
Su Daqiang said calmly:
"Is there anything good to walk nearby? It's either flowers or grass. I want to go somewhere far away."
"Dad, where do you want to go? I will drive you there tomorrow."
"Hawaii."
Su Mingcheng was so shocked that the shrimp in his hand almost fell off the plate.
"Dad, Hawaii is thousands of kilometers away from here. What are you thinking as a patient?
If you really want to go, I have to wait until you recover."
Su Daqiang threw the chopsticks on the table.
"If this continues, I will become sick even if I am not sick.
Mingcheng, do you want me to die early?"
Looking at his own father who was constantly taking the blame, Su Mingcheng's head was full of black lines.
"Dad, you're not feeling well yet. Why don't we choose a place closer to you and we can go shopping with you tomorrow?"
"I'm going to Hawaii. There's no place in California that your Aunt Huang and I haven't been to. Just go to Hawaii."
In response to Su Daqiang's unreasonable behavior, Su Mingcheng also became angry.
"Dad, your illness is not completely cured yet. Stop making trouble and eat. When you are cured, I will definitely let you go to Hawaii."
Su Daqiang closed his eyes, leaned back, and muttered:
"I'm going to Hawaii, but you won't let me go because you want me to die early so that you can share my property."
In the past, Su Daqiang would never have dared to act rogue like this.
But now he is not afraid of Huang Meimei.
One is that her youngest son is still with her, and the other is that there is still a doctor living at home, so Huang Meimei has not dared to touch him recently.
Su Mingcheng frowned, feeling that he really couldn't handle it, so he looked at Huang Meimei asking for help.
Huang Meimei saw this and said:
"Lao Su, I don't object to you wanting to go to Hawaii, but you have to get a nod from the doctor. After all, you're not completely recovered yet. What if something happens on the way?"
Su Mingcheng was busy saying:
"Dad, I think Aunt Huang's words are reasonable. Let Dr. Johnson check you out. As long as he says OK, we will never stop you."
.....................................
one week later
"Boss, let me show you something interesting."
Then a screen popped up on Wang Lidong's computer screen.
I saw my uncle Zhao Guoqing dressed like the boss of the vitality organization in Hong Kong in the 1989s.
A gold necklace thicker than chopsticks hung around his neck, and he had a cigar dangling from his mouth.
There are two 60-inch photos posted on the background wall behind him.
One is a photo of Wang Lidong alone, and the other is a photo of Wang Lidong and his uncle Zhao Guoqing.
Uncle Zhao Guoqing was chattering non-stop at this time.
"...Old fellows, I am not one of those knockoffs.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This is the real uncle of the richest man. If you don’t believe me, you can report me.
Yesterday, a water friend didn't believe me and reported me.
What happened next? The police came to my door, but I still live broadcast it live here."
"Why do I still broadcast live when my nephew is the richest man? Tie Zi, this question is too untechnical.
The truth is, if you are short of money, who would want to do this job if you don’t have money?”
"My nephew is my nephew's money. As an uncle, I am his elder. There is no reason to reach out to the younger generation."
"Old fellows, if you don't believe it, I will go to the richest man's house another day, and of course the live broadcast will not work.
But taking a few photos is not a problem at all. If you want photos, you can contact me privately and I will charge a cost."
"How many wives does Mr. Su have?"
Before answering this question, the gift goes away.
Thank you for the 5 starships called "I am a hair of the boss".
Next, I will tell you the answer.
Our country is monogamous, so of course my nephew only has one wife."
"Where is the richest man's home? Of course I know, ahem.
Uncle, my son is only in his first year of high school and hasn’t collected enough tuition yet. If you want to know the home address of the richest man, please swipe...
Now the answer is revealed, both in Gusu and Mingzhu. Of course, I can’t tell you the specific address..."
At this time, the head of ‘Tangyuan’ appeared on the computer screen.
"Boss, do you want to block this account?"
Wang Lidong waved his hand and said:
"Forget it, he is my uncle after all. As long as he doesn't talk nonsense, there is no need to kill him.
However, I put him on the monitoring list and immediately blocked him when I found something was wrong."
"Buzz buzz, buzz buzz,"
Wang Lidong saw the mobile phone display: Huang Meimei
"Hey, Aunt Huang, what's the matter?"
"What, my dad had another stroke? Wasn't there a doctor following him? My dad sneaked out to watch the Yue Dui Yi* dance. He is now being treated."
"Tell the hospital and they will do their best to rescue you."
"Okay, I understand. I'll arrange it right away."
Su Daqiang called him a few days ago, telling him that he was going to Hawaii or not, and said that the doctor also agreed.
Wang Lidong didn't stop him, nor did he want to stop him. The old man didn't care, so he had nothing else to do.
I didn't expect that I would drag the doctor with me to watch Yue Dui Yi* dance. I really don't know what was going on in my head.
Wang Lidong thought for a while, picked up the phone, and was about to dial,
"Ding, the protagonist Su Daqiang in the world of 'It's all good' has died, the main mission has ended, and the rewards are being settled...
The host is about to return to the main world...5.4.3.2.1?”