Mr. Dior

Chapter 32: God-father Jin, lightly love (1) ┃Baby, come to God-father

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Jiao Qi walked in, and saw his old man lowered his head like a good baby to do his homework, raised his eyebrows slightly, and put the packing box in his hand on the table: "It's dinner, Lord Godfather."

The final stroke of the word "Fei" was decisively crooked.

For lunch, I ordered a Chinese meal that both of them liked very much, and the brother named Qinghong Gang delivered it to the front desk of Shifei. When Jiao Qi came, he just arrived, so he brought it up.

"How to order takeaway? I planned to take you to eat something good." Zhang Chenfei moved the food to the coffee table and opened the boxes one by one.

"Take-out saves time." For the efficiency-conscious Jiao, it is hard to spend time running so far to accompany Lao Gong to eat, and it is unbearable to go out and waste time.

Zhang Dazhao understands the meaning of this, but he gets used to it during this period of time and can't help but verbally take advantage of it: "It makes sense, there is still a lot of time after eating, so I can spend a while in the office." The last few words are pasted. Jiao Qi's ears said, deliberately lowering his voice.

"Get out!" Jiao Qi beat him with an elbow, looking at Zhang Dazhao who was grinning and snickering, feeling the roots of his teeth itchy, "I have something fun here, do you want to watch it?"

"What?" Zhang Chen stuffed a piece of Huamei ribs into his mouth, and looked over curiously.

Jiao Qidian opened up his brain, connected to the office projection screen.

[I, Zhang Chenfei, came out at the age of sixteen... Today, I wash my hands in this golden basin and retreat to the rivers and lakes...]

The video of last night was released steadily and clearly.

"Cough cough cough..." Zhang Chenfei was choked immediately, "Quickly, close it."

"Then you answer me one question first."

"what?"

"You go to see me in the U.S., why don't you talk to me?"

"..." Zhang Chen was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he had been secretly going to school to see Yanyan and was discovered, and he was relying on the barbecuing miscellaneous hair!

[Hope Guangzong won't blame me...] The background sound continued, and there was not much time for Zhang Dazhao to think, so he could only raise his hand to surrender.

"Because, I'm not sure." He peeled a shrimp and put it in a Jiaoqi bowl, took two mouthfuls of the rice, and said sullenly.

Jiao Qi turned off the video and looked at him distressedly: "Then you took the eight-hour train, wouldn't it be a waste of time."

"No," Zhang Chen picked up a braised wing root with sauce, "I saw you, and I took a secret photo, which is very worthwhile. It's a pity that the phone was lost when I returned to China and it didn't survive... Well, this is good. Eat, you taste."

"You have won the world number one, still feel unsure?"

"I'm Zhang Chenfei doing things, and I won't be able to do anything unless I'm sure."

"But you said before that you should try if there is 30% possibility, you must do it if there is 50% possibility, and you have to go if the sky collapses 70%." Be the motto.

"That's business experience, and you are not afraid of failure in doing business." Zhang Chenfei smiled.

Jiao Qi was dumbfounded.

After eating a chicken wing, the little wife didn't speak any more. Zhang Dazhao realized what he had just said, scratching his ears embarrassedly, and gave Jiao Qi a chicken wing: "Hurry up, it will be cold for a while."

He had a bad stomach and couldn't eat cold dishes. Zhang Chenfei refused to continue talking and supervised him to finish the meal. He took away the ice-cola in Jiao Qi's hand, and handed him a cup of hot tea, just like an old father who was worried about him. But Zhang Dadi enjoys doing these things, watching his little prince sip the hot tea, especially wanting to hold people in his arms.

However, the President in normal mode is a bit afraid of being beaten. After hesitating, he stretched out his hand uncontrollably and slowly circled the people.

Jiao Qi glanced at him and didn't object.

Like a prisoner who received an amnesty, Zhang Chenmei took the people into his arms happily, and lay down together on the sofa to digest: "Baby, let's discuss it, okay."

"Ok?"

"The video of Jinpen washing hands should be deleted." Zhang Chenfei said flatly.

"No," Jiao Qi took a sip of tea elegantly, "If you mess with me in the future, I will post it on the Internet."

How dare I provoke you... Zhang Chen frowned and said with a serious face: "No, no, then the people all over the country will know that you are mentally retarded."

"Then I will be able to comment on the top ten people who moved China." Jiao Qi replied fluently.

Zhang Chen smashed his teeth, took the teacup in his hand and put it on the table. His Yanyan was really bad, and he had to teach a lesson. Roughly said in the tone of the second fool at the entrance of the village: "Yanyan, hehehe, I want to sleep with you."

"Haha, go aside!"

It was making a noise, Jiao Qi's phone rang, it was Dad Jiao who called, and he picked it up casually.

"Your mother is on vacation at home for a week, and the two of you will go home on Saturday for a meal." Jiao Zuoren said over the phone.

Jiao Qi turned his head to look at Lao Gong, not sure that this guy was not normal at that time, so he had to say vaguely: "Well, let's try our best."

"I have to come back as much as possible. Your mother missed you, and she cried yesterday." Jiao's father said not very happily.

"..." It was after seeing Luo Mei's scent, but there was no way to say that. Jiao Qi could only respond first, and then speak again. When he hung up the phone, Jiao Qi's brows did not open. The words his father said last time at home made him a little worried.

At that time, Zhang Chenfei said, "The child is already preparing." If Jiao Zuoren knew that a golden retriever was prepared, he would discount their legs.

"Don't be afraid, there is an old attack." Zhang Chenfei didn't seem to be worried at all, kissing the frowning eyebrows. For so many years, he is very good at fighting the old man.

Jiao Qi shook his head: "No, I will tell him this time."

The next day, Zhang Chenfei refused Xiaojiao's wife to come over for dinner: "I'm out at noon, and you eat yourself. Let Yu Yuan eat with you and eat more."

In fact, Mrs. President is quite satisfied with Yu Yuan, the secretary. One is a fat man who won't seduce Xiao Jiao's wife, and the appearance of this food is really fragrant. With Yu Xiaopang accompanied, Jiao Qi can eat half a bowl of rice.

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Zhang Chenfei's face immediately disappeared, took off his suit jacket and put it on his arm, and walked into the detention center with his foot raised.

I said before that there are people in both black and white, and it's not all nonsense. After so many years of fame, Zhang Chenfei's contacts are very wide. For example, if you want to find a suspect in the detention center, you still have an acquaintance who can help.

"That's it, called Sun Jiabao." The acquaintance who brought him in pointed to someone inside the iron fence.

The man looked a little obese, white and tender. At first glance, he was pampered at home with his son who didn't want to do anything. He was locked up with a few sturdy men, shivering in the corner.

"He is a scammer who engages in illegal fund-raising and defrauded a lot of people's money. At first, it was because he wanted to have a girlfriend and buy luxury goods for his girlfriend, but he owed a loan shark and couldn't pay it back, so he had a bad idea and went out to deceive others. I swindled money into eating, drinking and playing and gambling, but in the end I lost it all, and the victim reported to the police."

This man is Luo Meixiang's son, the one who robbed Yanyan to eat.

"Sun Jiabao, your mother and cousin came to see you."

Luo Meixiang, with a cloth pocket on her arm, walked in weeping and followed the fence to see her son: "My treasure, I'm all hungry and thin."

"Have you raised the money? Hurry up and release me from this horrible place!" The guy who was counseling just now became arrogant when he saw his mother.

"Do you know how much you want to bail? Where can your aunt go to find so much money!" The one who accompanied Luo Meixiang was a young girl with a stylish dress.

Zhang Chenfei stood on a high place and looked at him, a little surprised. The girl turned out to be the intern of Shifei Technology and the babysitter of Guangzong—Alian.

A-Lian only recently learned of the grievances between her aunt and Jiao's family, and she was so angry that she was so angry. Now, it is impossible for her to stay in Shifei after her internship period. After all, one day she will let the president know that she must wear small shoes for her. Oh, she still wants to continue taking care of Master Guangzong...

"The Jiao family is so rich, you can plug this hole by just leaking a little bit between your fingers, you go find them again!" Sun Jiabao was a little frantic.

A-Lian rolled her eyes: "You treated Master Jiao so much back then, and still expect them to save you? It's not bad to find a relationship if you haven't fallen into trouble and sentence you indefinitely."

"..." The amount of money Sun Jiabao scammed was huge. It really couldn't be judged for life. Zhang Chenfei couldn't laugh or cry. This girl thought rich people were too magical.

After leaving the detention center, A-Lian was helpless facing her aunt who was still crying.

"Woo, if the colitis is better when Dang Eat, it won't be like this."

"What's the use of saying these now? It's all retribution."

"... Lianlian, how can you talk like that!"

"It was originally."

Zhang Chenfei smiled as he looked at the two people who were drifting away. These retributions are all they deserve. After learning about the food situation in the detention center, he nodded in satisfaction. That's it, as long as he doesn't get in the way of his little prince's eyes, he won't take care of it anymore.

"What if he still gets eyesore?" Gao Shiqing asked him in the gym, who had finally adapted to the rhythm of fitness and stopped howling.

"Do you know how much it costs to buy a life?" Zhang Chenfei suddenly approached and whispered.

"Huh? Aow!" Gao Shiqing, who was lifting the barbell, let go and almost smashed himself to death.

"I told you a long time ago that money is omnipotent. Money can buy everything, including love, including life." Zhang Chenfei patted his brother on the shoulder, picked up his towel, and left the equipment area.

"Why are you going?" Gao Shiqing has talked too much to Que De's Tianjin partner these days, unconsciously getting a taste of Tianjin.

"Go and enjoy the love bought by money." The President waved his hand behind him handsomely, and strode out of the gym.

When Jiao Qi got off work, he didn't even receive the news that Zhang Chenfei had come to pick him up. Just wondering, Shi Fei's secretary drove up and handed him a hotel room card.

"Mr. Zhang wants you to find him here."

This is the top-floor presidential suite of a luxurious hotel. Jiao Qi opened the door of the room confusedly, and saw the man who had not changed his gym clothes sitting in front of the French windows, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. Seeing him coming in, he hooked his hook: "Honey, come to godfather."