"When I went to Beimang, I made at least one phone call or video call home every week."
"Don't embarrass your brother-in-law. You have to do what others can do. You have to do what others can't do."
"Men from the old Han family cannot be cowards."
"Don't show off your power just because you have some bad money in your family. It will look displeasing to everyone."
"Don't bully others, and don't be bullied by others. When you can't bear it anymore, just fuck the guy. If you can't do it anymore, ask your brother-in-law to support you."
Sister-in-law's seafood food stall, a family of three sat on a small mat for a late-night snack.
There was a long row of supercars parked on the roadside, and dozens of bodyguards in suits stood there. The scene was shocking.
Brother Zhang took a sip of beer, twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Mr. Han, don't blindly agree for me. How can I have such a big reputation in Beimang?"
Han Dong scratched his head and muttered: "Sister, I may not be able to pass Beimang's review. You are thinking a little too far."
"I don't know you yet?" Mr. Han glanced at his younger brother indifferently. "I want to join the army before I graduate from high school. After four years of college, I train myself as a soldier every day. If you can't get into Beimang, how can you survive?"
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Han Dong grinned, his dark eyes flashing with determination: "I will definitely be able to enter."
"Drink." Mr. Han raised his glass and clinked it with his bratty brother.
She is very reluctant to give up, but life is full of reluctance.
When I was young, I left my parents to study, and when I got old, I watched my children and grandchildren go away.
After "breaking up" with her father when she was still under eighteen years old, Han Jiangxue gradually became determined and realized many principles of life.
The three of them drank to their heart's content.
Especially Mr. Han, I don’t know whether he was in a low mood because he was about to part with his brother, or because he was not drinking enough, and he obviously drank a little too much.
I sent Mr. Han home and threw him on the bed.
Zhang Ruoyu made a pot of tea for his brother-in-law and sat in the living room smoking a cigarette to sober up.
This was the first time Han Dong came to his brother-in-law's house. He was very curious and looked around.
Many home appliances have been replaced with new ones, but they still can't hide the look of a run-down house...
"My sister has been pampered since she was a child, eating the best and using the best. Wasn't she desperate when she first lived here?" Han Dong blinked and looked at Brother Zhang.
"Despair is out of the question." Brother Zhang took a sip of tea and curled his lips. "I just have to lock the windows every night when I go to bed, otherwise your sister might not be able to think about it."
"On the sixth floor, there is a high chance of falling to death and a small chance of being paralyzed. I don't want to be known as a wife-suppressant for my first marriage."
Han Dong grinned and said, "Brother-in-law, I really admire you."
"What do you admire about brother-in-law?" Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows.
"My sister is the richest woman in Binhai. My father is the most terrifying man in Binhai. Not to mention my grandma. In the early years, there were a bunch of Binhai senior executives blocking the door of the Han family every day. They were all carrying any kind of gifts.
Yes, just to meet my grandma, if I can have a cup of tea and chat a few words, I can be in the circle of friends for a year."
"Who would have thought that my sister would marry a cook? Who would have thought that this cook could take care of my sister, who has been a princess all her life?"
"Brother-in-law, to tell you the truth, if I were you, I wouldn't even dare to think about marrying my sister. The gap is too big. If we get married, don't we have to be talked about by a top wealthy family like the Han family to the point where our mentality breaks down?"
"But brother-in-law, you not only didn't let Brother Xiao and I talk to each other, but you responded with violence and beat us to pieces. My sister didn't escape your grasp, and even my grandma was convinced by you.
oral."
"Frankly speaking, brother-in-law, as a home-based son-in-law, you are able to perform such a high-risk profession so brilliantly. I believe that you can become a leader in any profession."
"But why did you only become a cook and an old squad leader in Beimang for ten years?"
Han Dong lit a cigarette, his face full of confusion.
"What else can brother-in-law say?" Zhang Ruoyu shrugged. "If you are not envied by others, you are mediocre. If you were not excluded, suppressed, framed, slandered, and calculated by others, General Zhang would not be calling Zhang Xiangbei, but Zhang Ruoyu.
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Han Dong blew out the smoke and gave a thumbs up: "What I admire most is your calm and calm confidence, brother-in-law. Even if the King of Heaven comes, I will be overshadowed by your criticism."
"It is better to denigrate others than to promote yourself."
Zhang Ruoyu wrote lightly.
"Awesome." Han Dong was shocked, and his three views were overturned.
After a pause, a look of sadness flashed in Han Dong's eyes: "Brother-in-law, when I leave, you will be the only man left in our old Han family."
"Your dad just ran away from home, not dead." Zhang Ruoyu curled his lips.
"Dad never comes when something happens. Safety comes first." Han Dong shrugged.
"I can tell." Zhang Ruoyu agreed. "Your father is very cunning. He values privacy and cherishes his own feathers."
"So brother-in-law." Han Dong said word by word. "From now on, the Han family will look at you."
"Don't worry, I will cover the sky with just one hand in the Han family and call for the wind and rain." Zhang Ruoyu said in a voice.
Han Dong grinned.
He has never seen a man who treats money more like dirt than his brother-in-law.
The young master of the Han family occasionally secretly returns to the Han family to perform dental rituals, but his brother-in-law really doesn't care about food, clothing, housing or transportation.
A person who has no desires and needs, what can defeat him?
"Brother-in-law." Han Dong suddenly lowered his voice and whispered. "I guess you are definitely not a simple cook in Beimang."
"Isn't it obvious enough?" Zhang Ruoyu asked back. "Otherwise, do you think I can be so proud that I can just call Marshal Beimang to pick you up and he will come?"
"I really asked the young marshal to pick me up..." Han Dong said. "Brother-in-law, I can actually take a car to Beimang by myself. It doesn't have to be so troublesome."
"What's the trouble? It's just a word from my brother-in-law." Zhang Ruoyu waved his hand.
"Brother-in-law..." Han Dong asked cautiously. "Who are you?"
Han Dong looked confused and had no idea what he had guessed...
But it doesn't matter. My brother-in-law said that he guessed it, so what he has to do is pretend to have guessed it.
And his face should be filled with expressions such as "That's it", "I guessed it a long time ago", "The truth is not surprising".
"Yes, I am the dream lover of countless girls, the legend of Beimang that makes thousands of married women sad, and the number one god of war in China, Zhang Xiang Bei!"
Han Dong was deafeningly silent for a long time, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "So, I have guessed it a long time ago. The truth is not surprising."
