God of the System Dad

After picking up Mo Wanrou, the plane went straight to Wan City. As for the airport over there, they have already been contacted. How to land at that time is the captain's business, and Zhao Xiaohao doesn't have to worry about it.

"Brother, you are so good that you actually fly a plane. You are so good." Mo Wanrou put her arms around Zhao Xiaohao's neck, looking very affectionate.

"Where do you want to go in the future, tell me, and I will take you there." Zhao Xiaohao said.

"Okay, brother, you are the most handsome. I, Mo Wanrou, He De, how can I have such a handsome brother. I am a little worried about meeting you. I have used up all the good luck in my life." Mo Wanrou He pouted and said sadly.

"Don't worry, I've seen you as a girl with great luck since I was a child, and you will have good days ahead." Zhao Xiaohao pinched Mo Wanrou's little face and said.

The two laughed together, at this time Zhao Xiaohao asked about his uncle, Mo Wanrou told him that besides himself, Mr Mo Feng had several brothers and sisters, among which the eldest brother, Uncle Mo Cang, was promising.

He is also the most respected person among many children.

Every year after Uncle Mo's birthday, his children would try their best to give some gifts, not only out of blood and family affection, but also in the hope that Uncle Mo could help them get some benefits.

Whose children are out of work, and whose children can't find a partner. The uncle has a wide network of contacts. He not only knows high-ranking officials and dignitaries, but also knows many wealthy businessmen.

He is also happy to support his younger generations, and these young people who have benefited are naturally more willing to honor him, gradually forming this kind of atmosphere.

In contrast, because Mo Feng works in the non-profit Hope Orphanage, his family has always been relatively poor. In name, the dean sounds like a powerful person, but in fact, he does not wear a pair of long johns for five years.

On the surface, the suit looked glamorous, but the clothes inside were already full of holes.

So Zhao Xiaohao's tuition fees back then, even the old dean couldn't afford it, so he could only ask the families of those children who had graduated to contribute.

But let the old dean Mo ask others for money, Zhao Xiaohao knew after thinking about it, the always proud old man Mo must have received all kinds of supercilious looks, and he must have borrowed money from people in the family, but he couldn't borrow it, so that's why. I found those children whose families were not bad to borrow money.

Whenever he thinks of this, Zhao Xiaohao's eyes are red.

For so many years, the old dean has never asked him to pay anything for the Hope Orphanage, nor has he mentioned the borrowing of money back then. I believe that he must have paid back the university tuition fees.

And it is also repaid with the money saved by frugality.

But he never mentioned these things, which made Zhao Xiaohao feel that this is the fatherly love described in the book.

It is tall, silent, and powerful. You don't usually notice its existence, but when you notice its power is always with you, it means that you have grown up and become an adult.

……

For an orphan like Zhao Xiaohao, who seldom feels love and warmth, this power of fatherly love pours out of his body like a nine-day Milky Way, and he has never felt so warm.

Zhao Xiaohao rubbed his eyes and pretended nothing happened. Everyone else on the plane was asleep and quiet, but he was extraordinarily energetic. Looking at Wanshi, which was getting closer and closer, Zhao Xiaohao's heart fluttered.

"Dad, I will treat you as my biological father in the future."

An hour later, the plane arrived at Wanshi Airport, and after getting off the airport, Zhao Xiaohao and his group took two taxis and went straight to Hope Orphanage.

……

Hope Orphanage, inside the director's office.

The old dean Mo Feng leaned on the back of the chair, with complicated eyes and a tired expression, but there was still a forced smile on the corner of his mouth. Although he hated the guests in front of him, he could not order to drive them away, because they were all his own brothers.

"I said, second brother, you are too stingy. I heard that your orphanage has donated more than one billion yuan this time. With so much money, why don't you just give out one or two million yuan to help brothers?" The man looks like a dog, wearing nine gold rings on ten fingers, giving him the air of a local tyrant.

"My third son, what do you want so much money for? Is your fruit shop running well?" Mo Feng asked with a headache. This third son, who runs a fruit shop, can earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a year, and has five under his management. Fruit shop, life is very happy.

He had never visited him before, but this time he heard that he had brought a sum of money, and these brothers who didn't move around very much started to warm up.

"Second brother, I have a bad debt that I can't pay recently. If you don't lend me any more money, my five stores will go bankrupt." The youngest Mo Zhuang said with a sad face.

"Second brother, second brother, you can pull it off. I don't know you yet. You just gambled and lost all the money you borrowed from the bank. Now the bank is urging you to repay the debt. You deserve it. I'm different. I borrowed money for Start a business and be the boss in the future, second brother, you can lend me the money first." said a man named Mo Wen who wore glasses and looked a bit like a scholar.

"Old man, how can you still start a business with your virtue? You have failed eight times, so remember it better. It's better for you to save your money and marry a wife. It's not that I underestimate you. You don't have the life to be a boss. You are destined to be a dead man." wage earners."

"Third brother, how do you talk?"

"That's what I said about you."

Seeing that both of them were red-eyed, Li Shu stepped forward and offered two cups of tea to persuade him: "You really want your second brother to be well, so don't make things difficult for him. He has been poor all these years and hasn't saved much money. You should forgive him." Bar."

"It's not my sister-in-law. I've heard people say that the second brother adopted a rich man as his son. How can the second brother have no money? I don't believe it." Mo Zhuang questioned.

Li Shu sighed and said: "Let me tell you the truth, they didn't give us any money, but they gave us some gifts last time. If you are curious, you can take them away. Don't bother your second brother."

"That's not right, sister-in-law, isn't there still one billion? With that much money, let's leave. We don't want to waste our time here every day, do we?" Mo Wen stood up and said.

Li Shu sighed and said: "The money is in the fund, supervised by the government, and the money is used to repair the children's schools and ask teachers to repair the house. There are too many dilapidated places in the orphanage, and many buildings are ruined. Ten years of dilapidated houses, it is estimated that it will cost money to rebuild, maybe one billion is not enough, so I have to borrow from you."

Hearing this, Mo Zhuang and Mo Wen shook their heads again and again to express that they had no money.

When the atmosphere was awkward, Mo Zhuang tentatively raised his head and smiled and said, "Second brother, how about borrowing some money from your godson? I heard that he is rich, and it will be one billion if he makes a move. It’s absolutely trivial to lend me two or three million.”

"This..." Mo Feng looked puzzled, he didn't know what to do and looked at Li Shu.

A trace of disgust flashed in Li Shu's eyes, she smiled and said: "Well, third brother, Xiao Hao should also call you uncle, and when he comes later, you can borrow it from him directly."

"That's not good, I don't know him well..." Mo Zhuang said with a dry smile.

As soon as I said this, a voice came from outside the door: "Who wants to borrow money from me?"

As soon as the words were spoken, a young man dressed in a suit with lacquer-like eyes walked in, surrounded by beauties, and stars appeared on the stage.

The young man looked with his hands behind his back, and his eyes fell on Mo Zhuang. There was not much pressure, but a soft smile.