Five hundred and fifty-four chapters mica body (ten)
"What a nonsense! It's impolite to add names casually and make things out of nothing." He Chong scolded him first, but there was no particular anger on his face.
Today's children are capable of observing words and emotions from their mother's womb. Even He Dongliang, a bastard, has some attainments and confidence, which further shows that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers:
"It's just a chat at home. It seems to be close. If Sister Yueyin is angry, it would be really rude... Doesn't this talk about my apprenticeship? If I want to become an apprentice, who doesn't want to get close to me first?"
He Chong was indeed not angry, he just deflected his gaze and said, "Children can come up with whatever they want, and it's good to be picky. What about you?"
"...Um, me?"
As soon as He Donglou suppressed his muffled smile, he saw the old man's eyes fixed on his position, and he felt naturally frightened. He also felt inexplicable. Why was he involved in this matter again?
"That's you." He Chong pointed at the handsome grandson by the door and asked him to come into the house. "It's rare to get up so early. Let's talk."
He Donglou walked forward in a daze, took two steps, and suddenly woke up:
It seems like I really can’t escape! Speaking of the third generation of the He family, apart from He Yueyin, he really has more frequent contact with Ronan.
The old man asked, what could he do? He had to walk closer and say whatever he wanted: "Well, that guy is very talkative. In normal communication, he is quite kind and not evil..."
After the Blood Wish Ring Bracelet appeared, He Donglou went to Luonan to discuss cooperation matters, but was rejected embarrassingly. And the reason for the rejection was very strange, saying that the thing was a defective product and could not be circulated as a commodity.
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It was true that he was very annoyed at the time, but things turned out to be exactly as Ronan said. It was always stumbling, and it was always limited to the laboratory circle, with almost no possibility of developing it in quantity.
In this way, it can be regarded as helping him avoid a pit. This is where He Donglou's evaluation came from.
He felt that he was quite objective and grinned twice.
He Bozheng glanced at him coldly: "You can actually laugh. You actively approached me to make friends, but because the business was not done, you came back with a long face. What a big face!"
He Dongliang was shocked: "Brother Lou, how dare you show off your brother-in-law! Have you offended him?"
"I..." A stab in the ribs, a stab in the face, and blood spurts out. No matter how timid He Donglou was, he couldn't hold it back anymore. How could he be afraid of you "little old man" when the old man is in front of you?
"Why didn't you tell me that I hooked up with him later and played a full game?"
"Wow!" He Dongliang's eyes lit up.
He Donglou regretted it when he exited, especially when he saw the elongated face of Chief of Staff He. He secretly hated himself for being stupid and actually blocked the gun for that little idiot He Dongliang. He quickly went back to make amends:
"Well, that's how I describe it. That guy has a weird temper and doesn't want to get too close, but in the past few months, I have been hanging out with friends in his circle. What about Xie Laoer, Hu Laosan, Zhugan,
Paper-cutting, octopus...it’s not just one or two people who are doing it.”
He Bozheng commented coldly: "A close friend."
I can't bear it... I can't bear it!
If He Donglou was really afraid of his father, he wouldn't be a big playboy now. He just rolled his eyes: "I want to kill my friend, but I also want you to be determined, right?"
He Bozheng's face really darkened: "You speak without restraint and you are smart."
After all, He Dongliang was young, inexperienced and a little confused.
He Chong waved to him: "Go and exercise. Don't change your good habits easily, and don't let your bad habits form inertia."
"Ah, oh."
"But the master you want to be a master of probably doesn't have time to teach you. You have to think about it some more."
He Dongliang raised his thumbs: "I know. I have a backup plan."
He Chong laughed: "You also made plan B?"
"That's right, there's an old saying, if I can't be his apprentice, I will be his junior brother! He has a master, although he only teaches him physical skills..."
The room was silent for a second. He Chong patted his thigh and cursed with a smile: "That's a beautiful idea, get out of here!"
This is really annoying.
He Dongliang wanted to run away for a long time, but after receiving the imperial edict, how could he care about showing off? He didn't care about his cousin, so he turned around and ran away.
After the little guy rushed out of the door, He Chong turned his eyes and said to He Bozheng: "The unenlightened boy is in high spirits just to watch the fun. Those who have really entered the door probably just hate that they don't have enough brains...
When you send people, you must send elites to learn things hard."
He Bozheng said "hmm", and it was clear that he was still a little hesitant. He Donglou curled his lips.
Even this little trick was discovered by his father. He Bozheng always disliked his biological son in every possible way, and then scolded him: "Let alone other people, you can only see something bad in your eyes.
Something to come.”
He Donglou was already unhappy, but now that he was slapped in front of his face again, he was obviously being treated as a punching bag. He couldn't help it anymore, his temper got worse, and he laughed "ha":
"No matter how unbearable I am, I can finally get a friend who is a frank dog-meat. When he returns to Xia City, I will see an opportunity to set up a scene, and he will always give me face if he invites three or two. I, a playboy, can do this
Of these, can we count five of them inside and outside Xia City? This also includes Xie, Hu and others who are already in the circle... Yes, they do it for the sake of my sister, but they can't stop us from coming back later.
Is there a rope and a thread that swings back and forth?"
"Ho Tung Lau!"
He Donglou's voice immediately dropped an octave, but he still couldn't keep his mouth shut: "You... I don't care about the things we care about, but the people around me are very happy! We want friendship, that is, relying on my sister's
Yi Zhi'er, but don't think that his real surname is He!"
"Get out!"
"I'll get out of here, why don't I get out of here!"
Young Master He Donglou became more energetic, and he turned around and left with a bit of a generous spirit. However, he had just turned halfway and felt a slight pain in the bend of his leg. He had already been hit and almost fell to his knees on the ground.
"When we are talking, why are you going off topic?"
He Chong pulled back his feet, still with a smile on his face: "Don't worry about your dad, he is planning to join the gang now, for fear of falling off the boat. I want to listen to your opinion and ignore him."
He Donglou liked hearing these words, even if he knew it was an old man coaxing his grandson. He patted the sides of his pants twice and dusted off the non-existent dust. He didn't look at the face of the person next to him, and spoke with emotion, his nostrils pointing to the sky:
"I'm just a fair-weather friend. I'm on the periphery of the circle. What can I know? I've said everything I just said. At most, I'll add a few more sentences to leave it at this: He is now a giant Buddha in the world. How can he live without talking about it?
, even if he died, at least 1.8 million people would be buried with him. It is not a rotten leaf in the vegetable market, which can be weighed by just picking it up a few times.
"With that amount, I, a playboy, can't seduce me, and the cheap girl at home can't seduce someone... If someone shows off his old face, he may not be able to find justice!"