Chapter Nine hundred and ninety-eight: Is it possible to turn the ball and turn the hand bigger?
"You are too slow, brother." Wang Shuang said.
"Isn't it half past six yet?"
Wang Zhi pulled up the chair and sat across from the two of them, looking at his father with a smile. He was wearing a suit and tie, a mohawk, lean cheeks, angular features, thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking at him with the same gaze.
They were separated by a table, as if they were strangers.
The air solidified again.
Wang Shuang looked at his father, then at Wang Zhi, and was the first to break the silence: "Brother, let's order first."
"Didn't you order any?" Wang Zhi asked in surprise.
"Dad said that when you arrive, order some of your favorite food." Wang Shuang said.
"Then I'm not welcome."
Wang Zhi picked up the menu on the table and quickly scanned it.
His eyebrows were slightly furrowed.
"Sister, didn't you say there was roast duck?" Wang Zhi said.
"No?"
“This is Cantonese cuisine.”
Wang Rende squinted his eyes and smiled: "It doesn't matter. If Azhi likes to eat, you can let the kitchen cook it."
?
Dad is very considerate.
This is a five-star international hotel.
"No need to bother."
Wang Zhi shook his head, "I'll have roast duck next time, but today I'll just have some stir-fried vegetables."
"That waiter..."
"Hello, what do you need?"
"I want the King of Oysters, a total of sixteen abalones."
"Fifty heads of Guandong and Liao ginseng roasted with barley and green onions."
“Braised seafood Buddha jumps over the wall.”
…
"Skin-skinned suckling pig pieces."
“Aged Huadiao piled with foie gras.”
…
“For dessert, just stewed bird’s nest is fine.”
"OK."
The waiter placed the order with a smile and brought it to the door.
Wang Rende was spinning the four steel balls with a smile. Wang Zhi noticed that his hands were particularly big, like cattail fans. Then he looked at his thin and tender palms, and Wang Zhi couldn't help but move.
Could it be that by spinning the ball, the hand can be turned bigger?
I don’t see Zhang Yu having very big hands either.
"Brother, can you finish all the food you ordered?" Wang Shuang said.
"If you can't finish it, pack it for lunch tomorrow."
Wang Zhi also poured himself a cup of tea: "It's rare for dad to treat a guest. If I don't order more dishes, wouldn't I be denying him face?"
"More if you like it." Wang Rendeci smiled.
"Barely enough."
Wang Zhi looked at Wang Rende: "Dad, what kind of business are you in? Are you so rich?"
Wang Shuang was startled.
My brother's question was direct enough.
"Don't worry, it's not illegal."
Wang Rende said: "I won't make it difficult for you. It's a dilemma between loyalty and filial piety."
"That's not what I meant. The main thing is to know the environment at home in order to find a girlfriend who is the right match." Wang faced the question without changing his expression, and calmly tried to test it.
Black lines appeared on Wang Shuang's forehead.
"It's not as good as the top, but it's more than the bottom." Wang Rende said with a smile.
"How high is it? How low is it?" Wang Zhi asked to get to the bottom of it.
"Why do you have so many questions today, brother."
Wang Shuang interrupted: "Don't you still know what's going on at home? My dad is my dad. He raised us two siblings, which is not easy."
"Um."
Wang Zhi nodded: "Thank you dad."
"Father and son don't need to talk about this." Wang Rende said: "How long has it been since we last met, son?"
"Three years and three years." Wang Zhi replied.
Wang Rende:?
"Didn't we just meet during the summer vacation last year?" Wang Shuang was angry.
"It would be better not to see each other." Wang Zhi said.
Wang Rende smiled and said: "Ah Zhi thinks that I spend too little time with him, and the relationship between father and son is estranged. I can't help it. I am really busy with work and can't leave. But now you can come to the imperial capital to go to school. We, father and son, can see each other more often. Make amends."
"Don't be so deliberate, Dad."
Wang Zhidao: "We are all men, and we understand it tacitly. It would be boring if it was too corny."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Wang Rende glanced at Wang Zhi meaningfully and said cheerfully: "Our family's Azhi has grown up."
"Well, thanks to sister for your patient guidance."
"It's up to you to figure it out yourself."
Wang Shuang said: "Your college entrance examination scores are better than mine."
"That can't be compared like this. Sister, you skipped a grade back then. Besides, sister, you also won the title of the number one college student in the country. That's how awesome you are." Wang Zhi praised.
"It's just a seal given by others. It's much more powerful than me."
"Sister, you are so humble again."
"You are suddenly so sweet, what are you thinking?"
"Sister, I don't like hearing what you are saying. How can my brother have any evil intentions?"
"But sister, if you have time to come and stay with me for a few days and give some guidance on cultivation, especially... sword cultivation of the king's body, sword cultivation of the hegemonic body, etc., that would be great."
Wang Zhi paid attention to his father out of the corner of his eye.
Although it was very subtle, the rotation of the steel ball in his hand paused for 0.1 seconds.
"I can't teach you this."
Wang Shuang said: "I am only a sword cultivator of the spiritual body, but my sword skills are good. Let's see when the time comes. I will come over when I have time. What is the sword cultivator of the tyrant body you just mentioned?"
"Nothing, just saying casually."
"oh."
…
The family eats happily.
Wang Zhi didn’t ask too many questions.
That's almost it.
He was testing his father, and his father was observing him quietly. Wang Zhi was also worried that he would be caught if he showed some flaws. This time he met with one thing more certain -
Dad is super strong!
I can't feel his breath at all.
When I went to Little Rabbit's house before, Ji Tianxing, Little Rabbit's father, could barely feel that he was much better than me, but dad...
No different from ordinary people.
This is outrageous.
A strong man who can inherit Wang Shuang's SSS-level talent, a man who can marry a woman with a sword-cultivating king's body and a sword-cultivating hegemonic body as his wife, is he an ordinary person?
Even if he is a son-in-law, he is still a super son-in-law, the kind who can transform!
Too many words lead to mistakes.
After testing the appetizers, Wang Zhi played his role well.
After all, the predecessor Wang Zhi was actually quite afraid of his father.
…
After a hearty dinner.
Wang Zhi said goodbye to his father and Wang Shuang and went home alone.
"What do you think of Azhi?" Wang Rende still had a faint smile on his face, but he released an invisible aura.
"What?" Wang Shuang didn't understand.
"Don't you think Ah Zhi has changed a lot?"
"Is there any?"
"Well, whether it's the food you like to eat, the way you talk, the way you behave, and... your character and bearing."
Wang Shuang was thoughtful.
A pair of eyes flickered slightly: "Maybe it's because he joined the Chinese Ace Army."
"But if it weren't for this, my brother might still be the same as before, not wanting to make progress and wasting his talent."
"Do you really think he has talent?"
"Dad, what do you mean?"
"It's not interesting."
The steel ball in Wang Rende's hand turned: "His talent is far inferior to yours. It can even be said to be a bit mediocre. It is really unexpected for me to achieve this result."
"yes."
Wang Shuang's eyes were full of smiles: "My younger brother is really amazing now."
"I hope so."
Wang Rende smiled.
There was a flash of light in the tiger's eyes, and he picked up the tea cup on the table and drank it in one gulp.