Shrank to a 3-Years-Old Child

Chapter 125: Qing Qing's rebellious period

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[Big Xingxing: I feel sorry for my cubs, but I have to be hacked by a group of keyboard knights when I struggle to save people. 】

[Tsk: The media, let's be somebody. Can you check things out before breaking the news? 】

[Weak passers-by asked: So... What is the relationship between Wang Shuzhi and Mrs. Fu? 】

[Wang Shuzhi, his current post: The brother's sister is the sister of Zai Zai, the relationship between siblings and brothers. 】

The black hand behind the scenes saw this scene, his face was blue with anger, and immediately called to question: "What's the matter? Didn't it say that the black material this time will definitely pull Wang Shuzhi down?"

An equally gloomy voice came across the phone: "We didn't expect him to have this hand."

"So what do you do now? You can take my money. If you don't do things for me, you will spit out everything you eat!"

The clenched fist slammed into the keyboard, and the huge force even smashed the entire keyboard in half, which showed his anger.

"Now I..." The words on the other side suddenly broke off. After waiting for a long time, I didn't listen to the response, but the phone showed the connection again, and I narrowed my eyes in confusion. The black hand behind the scenes lowered his voice and said: "What's wrong with you? Suddenly no voice?"

After a long while, the other party finally recovered, but he tremblingly said such a sentence, and then immediately hung up. When the call was over, the other party could no longer be connected.

"We... Let's close our hands and hide!"

"Hey! Hey!..."

There was only a beeping busy tone in my ears, and I made several consecutive calls. The other party pretended to be dead like a tortoise with his head shrunk. The black hand behind the scenes turned his head to look at the computer screen with a gloomy face.

After he saw the latest news update above, his pupils diminished, and his whole person stiffened in place.

On the huge LCD screen, three official statements appeared at the top.

[G city official: Thank you Fu Group for donating 100 million disaster relief funds. 】

[G city official: Thank you Gu Group for donating disaster relief materials worth 100 million yuan. 】

[G city official: Thank you Mr. Wang Shuzhi for donating 100 million disaster relief materials and funds. 】

Three simple official thanks, equipped with high-priced materials worth 300 million yuan and proof of donations, and several Wang Shuzhi and Qingqing who personally rushed to the forefront to help rescue people by grabbing photos.

Some of these photos are screenshots taken by local reporters, and some are captured and taken by passersby.

Both pixels are not very good, especially the people in the picture

Xian is full of plain makeup, and because he moved stones in the ruins to save people, he was embarrassed. It was called the ugliest photo in life, but it moved many people.

[Uncle Bald: I’m a big man, I shed tears when I watch a few photos, but I can’t stop it, but I don’t feel embarrassed at all. 】

[I'm hungry: I'm so touched, this is the most beautiful photo I have ever seen in my life. 】

[Da Shuzi: Sure enough, my favorite male god is awesome, even my mother praises me for finding an idol well. 】

"Chairman Fu, shall we continue to shoot?"

The secretary stood beside Fu Heng and asked respectfully in a low voice.

After the wife's scandal came out, the public relations department of the Fu Group noticed it for the first time.

Originally, they had made all-out preparations, and even contacted the lawyers' department. They wanted to teach those who dare to slander their chairman's wife a severe lesson.

Unexpectedly, before they could do anything, City G officials would take action for everyone.

"No need." Fu Heng tapped his fingertips on the table and stared straight at the scandal door that was still floating on the top. His voice was cold: "Notify the Public Relations Department. letter."

Now that someone has done the work of explanation, leave the punishment to them.

"Yes." The secretary nodded and stepped back. Before leaving, his eyes swept across the closed lounge door in the chairman's office inadvertently.

The group of people on the Internet are used to catching the wind and catching the shadows. Their chairman and his wife have such a good relationship, how could the wife cheat

After the secretary left, Fu Heng took care of his official duties again. Seeing that the time was almost the same, he got up and walked towards the closed door.

Reach out, hold the doorknob, pull open...

"Hurry up and beat him to death, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhsisi I was besieged.

The fierce game special effects sound accompanied by the girl's same excited shout, almost almost forming a fierce battle.

Had it not been for this person who had been playing games for nearly two hours in the house, Fu Heng might still have a leisurely look at her record.

But now...

"Gu Qingqing!" A low, sullen voice exploded from behind, so scared that Qing Qing threw away the gamepad, and raised her neck and shouted loudly: "Here!"

She just got up and stood in a military posture.

"What did I say before I went out?" It was not once or twice, and Fu Heng felt that he needed to show the majesty of an adult.

Otherwise, this bear kid won't know how to listen

talk.

"Say...Say..." Qingqing's eyes grunted, very lively and agile.

The instincts derived from small animals told her that Fu Heng is now very dangerous, and she had better not anger other subtleties.

But... This unconscious brain suddenly caused her amnesia. She had forgotten what Fu Heng had told her before entering the house to play the game.

Maybe Qingqing, who was only thinking about the game at the time, didn't listen to Fu Heng's words carefully at all.

Qingqing lowered his head and dared not look at Fu Heng.

Seeing her look guilty, Fu Heng thought and knew that the child didn't take his words to heart at all.

"Have I said that you can only play games for half an hour, and then you have to go to bed and take a nap after half an hour?"

"Uh..." Qing Qing raised her eyes to peek at Fu Heng, and suddenly ran away from home with her desire to survive: "Have you ever said that?"

Fu Heng: "..."

Striding forward, catching her before Qingqing could not react, shook her little butt twice.

He didn't really fight, but was frightened, Qingqing started crying and howling: "Ah... I killed someone, help me, Fu Heng murdered his wife, come here, save me!"

Fu Si, who had just stepped into the chairman's office, was struggling to pretend to leave without incident, or bravely go in and save her mother.

Thinking again and again, he... silently prepared to close the half-opened door.

But the Qingqing inside was sharp-eyed to the outside voice, her eyes lit up, and she immediately ran out like she saw the savior, grabbed Fu Sijin and pushed him in front of her, asking him to withstand Fu Heng's anger.

If you smash your child, you will die from a fellow Daoist but not a poor Dao.

And you are my own son. My mother gave birth to you in October. Now it's your turn to contribute to my mother.

"..." Fu Sijin, who slipped a step and was caught out as a shield.

"..." Fu Heng chased out to face his eldest son.

The father and son looked at each other, and both saw the helplessness of the same paragraph in each other's eyes.

Fu Si thought about it for a while. He felt that since it was all up to him, he couldn't leave it alone, so he had to ask his dad, "What is my mom doing?"

"What is it? I'm very good." Qing Qing poked his head out of Fu Sijin's back, and with Fu Heng's serious gaze, she retracted again.

Humph, she was not afraid of Fu Heng anymore.

It's... I just don't want to be beaten as a PP. It's shameful that such a big person has to be beaten.

She has to be laughed at by the whole class.

"Ask her by yourself." Fu Heng raised his chin slightly, and asked his son to ask him, he was so angry that he didn't want to say anything.

"Mom?" Fu Sijin turned his head and looked at Qingqing questioningly.

Against the sight of the father and son, a young man and a young man, Qingqing was under great pressure.

She confronted her fingertips weakly and whispered, "Just... I played games for too long and forgot to take a nap."

"How long have you played the game?"

Hearing her unclear words, Fu Heng did not allow her to ignore her mistakes while evasive.

"One..." While watching the faces of the father and son, Qingqing carefully raised a finger, then added another and two: "Two or three hours."

The eyes were dark, and the temples jumped suddenly.

Co-authoring this kid has played longer than I expected.

Fu Heng rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, and Fu Sijin also had an expression of disagreement: "You didn't just get through it yesterday..." Xiao.

Halfway through, Qing Qing's eyes and hands quickly covered her, but Fu Heng had already heard it.

"Gu Qingqing!" There was another low shout, this time the flames became deeper.

"I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, please forgive me!" Qingqing reflexively raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"You now, immediately, go to bed obediently for me!"

Pointing to the door of the lounge, Qing Qing rolled in quickly, and consciously tucked herself in the bed. Within a second, she breathed smoothly.

It seemed that Qing Qing had also reached the limit, and fell asleep after touching the bed.

"This kid really treats his body as an iron strike, and he is not afraid of sudden death!"

Qingqing was not afraid, but he was afraid, so he couldn't restrain his anger.

Pouring a cup of tea to his father thoughtfully, Fu Si took a seat on the sofa, right across from the large open lounge door.

Fu Heng was worried that Qingqing was deceiving people again. He was actually playing games under the pretext that he was sleeping. This time he didn't close the door at all and just monitored Qingqing.

Fortunately, Qing Qing really fell asleep without noticing it at all.

Staring at his mother's sleeping face, Fu Sijin's eyes showed a little smile: "When I was fifteen years old, was it so skinny?"

"That's not true, it's just that your mother is extraordinarily naughty."

The eldest son has been obedient since he was a child, and his temperament is relatively calm. Fu Heng doesn't even know what he looks like when he is naughty.

Maybe the wife knows this problem.

Maybe, neither of them knows.

"This period of time has troubled you."

It's the New Year, everyone is busy flying, and even the time for uncle to visit mother is much less.

So the burden of caring for the mother falls more on the father.

With the recovery of memory, the mother no longer had the obedient and obedient she had when she was a child. She became rebellious and naughty, and it was difficult to discipline.

Playing games all night is still a trivial matter, and some are even more excessive. Fortunately, they are strictly guarded. So far, there have been no rumors of a fight between the wife of Chairman Fu and others.

This also confirms from the side how difficult it is for the 15-year-old Gu Qingqing.

They all saw the hard work of the father, Fu Sijin, and occasionally sighed that it was not easy for their parents to take care of their children, so the relationship between the father and the son was even closer.

I don't know whether to cry or laugh, maybe it's dumbfounding.

Qingqing slept directly until ten o'clock in the evening.

For nearly eight hours, it can be regarded as making up for her staying up all night and falling to sleep.