One Child Duobao: The system taught me to be a baby daddy

Qin Mo held the ingredients in one hand, and answered the phone impatiently with the other.

"Didn't I say that? I don't buy insurance!"

On the other end of the phone, a gentle voice sounded again: "Hello, Mr. Qin, I am not an insurance agent, I am an agent of a film and television center. I saw on the Internet that your family has six lovely children. Are you interested in letting them in?" Children join our company..."

Before the other party could finish her eloquent speech, Qin Mo directly interrupted her.

"Thank you, I don't think about it."

"Mr. Qin, as far as we know, you are still a college student, your parents are also working-class, and your girlfriend is a school belle. Do you think that your blood can support the whole family and let the children eat well?" Milk powder, live a good life, everyone is very busy, please stop making trouble."

The voice on the other end of the phone was full of contempt and indifference.

Although he was laughing the whole time, the words he said obviously looked down on Qin Mo.

This!
Unexpectedly, the other party also inquired about his situation clearly.

That's right.

She was right.

I am a poor student.

Parents are also ordinary people.

I have no car or house.

He also asked for a school beauty and gave birth to six children for himself.

The school belle needs to be raised.

Six children to support.

The children drink milk powder and use diapers every day, which is also a considerable expense.

However, all of these could not help Qin Mo.

Because he has a system father.

Nothing can stop him.

No money?Who said I have no money, I have money, even if I have no money, I will not let such a young child be my tool for making money!Qin Mo directly retaliated against the other party.

If you have money or not, you can't lose Fan.

Heh, Mr. Qin, we are very optimistic about your family. The price we offer is definitely the highest and most tempting, which you cannot refuse.

The tone on the other end of the phone was still as cold as ever.

It seemed that she had full self-confidence, as long as she told the price she offered, Qin Mo would be able to break through the defense in minutes.

I don't know if she overestimated herself or underestimated Qin Mo.

"So, Mr. Qin, I advise you to think about it carefully. I paid the money, but you and your whole family have never seen it before."

"Really? Is it one billion?" Qin Mo sneered on the phone.

next second.

The other party was stunned.

Awkward!
"Cough cough cough..."

"Wait, how much did you say? One billion, Mr. Qin, I'm afraid you have misunderstood our brokerage company. After all, you are still newcomers, and you are still in the testing stage. Although there will be good development in the future, the one billion, I'm afraid Are you kidding me?"

The agent just felt dumbfounded.

At this moment, I feel even more that Qin Mo is a frog in a well, a kid who has never seen the world.

Just when he was about to say something vitriolic.

Qin Mo spoke.

"There's no one billion. What else is there to talk about? How much do I think? Didn't I agree? Is it money that I have never seen in my life? Heh, clown."

After he finished speaking, he ruthlessly hung up the phone.

Only the agent was left in a daze.

In the end, the clown turned out to be himself.

She looked at the documents in her hand.

It was clearly written below that Qin Mo was a poor man, a poor man through and through.

It's just the last block on the data.

Qin Mo has a 360-square-meter house in the best community in the city.

Houses here cannot be bought with money.

You must have a certain strength in Mucheng, coupled with abundant funds, to be able to own a house.

Obviously, this is not something ordinary people can do.

Seeing this, she suddenly realized.

Could it be that Qin Mo is an invisible rich man?
He didn't want to pretend anymore, it was a showdown.

He is actually a rich man?

……

Qin Mo returned home happily.

In the past, as long as he went out, he was like a wild horse running wild.

Every time I go out to play with my friends, I will play until midnight before going home.

Now, there are Shuqing and children at home.

He seems to have grown up overnight.

When I am away from home, I miss my children and Shu Qing.

On the way home, he kept worrying.

It's time for the child's mother to eat extra meals. Will she be hungry?

Will you be hungry?

It's time for the children to drink milk powder. Are they crying right now?

Has the eczema on the boss subsided?

The second child's eyes are on fire, is it serious now?
The third child always likes to cry and make troubles. Now, is there any trouble?

The fourth child has not pooped for three days.

Now, did you pull it?
Lao Wu has a very good temper these days, is he playing his temper now?
Lao Liu has pulled it three times a day, is he pulling it again now?
Can parents and mothers take good care of them?

In short, his mind was full of mothers and children.

Endless thoughts in my heart.

After entering the house, disinfect immediately, not only yourself, but also the ingredients on your hands.

After disinfection.

He came to Shu Qing's room immediately.

The child's mother is sleeping soundly now.

There was a bowl and a plate beside her bed.

It's all empty.

Obviously, my mother has already fed Shu Qing.

In one bowl was the black-bone chicken soup that Qin Mo made before he left, and in the other plate was the fruit that his mother had cut for comfort.

Seeing Shu Qing being well taken care of by her mother.

He finally felt relieved.

Then he went to the children's room.

Before entering the door, I heard the crying of children.

Hearing this shocking cry, he could conclude that there were at least three children who were crying all the time.

At the same time, the anxious voices of father and mother were heard.

"Dashan, hurry up and make milk for the children."

"Dashan, get me a diaper."

"Dashan, the third child pulled it, give me a soft tissue."

"Dashan, give me wet wipes, no, no, it's too wet, warm up the wet wipes first."

The mother held two crying children in her arms.

He kept coaxing the three children who kept crying.

Five of the six children cried.

It really pissed off my parents.

Dad hadn't finished flushing the milk powder here, so he handed mom a diaper and a soft paper towel.

He just handed the wet wipes to Mom.

The next second, he was disgusted by his mother.

"Qin Dashan, can you still do it? Our granddaughter is so young and her skin is so delicate. What do you want to do with such icy wet wipes?"

"Okay, okay, I, I'm going to heat it up now." Dad was even more busy.

I was also held responsible by my mother.

Seeing this, Qin Mo couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

Hurry in and help.

"Dad, I'll make milk."

After several days of training.

Qin Mo's milking speed became faster and faster.

After milking.

He first gave the bottle to his mother.

Then, he hugged his fourth daughter who was crying.

The little one pulled.

Finally pulled.

She hadn't pooped for three days, but this time she was finally released.

While tidying up, Qin Mo looked at his fourth daughter dotingly.

Darling, you are great today, daddy likes you, daddy likes you so much.

The fourth daughter lying on the soft bed.

While eating her little hands, she said in a baby voice, "Yiyiya!"

It's like talking to your dad, it's cute and lovable.