By mistake, the child’s biological father is a billionaire CEO

This woman is a bit interesting, like a hedgehog covered in thorns. With her, I won't be lonely and bored here.

Grandma has legs, it’s much more fun than going to the bar to find those women with heavy makeup and false feelings, haha!

Muster returned to the chair with his legs crossed and waited for Zhang Weiwei to buy breakfast. He was very curious about what breakfast Zhang Weiwei would buy for him, and he was looking forward to the breakfast Zhang Weiwei bought for him.

Half an hour later, Zhang Weiwei came back panting, carrying a lot of plastic bags.

"What are you doing? You're so tired that you're out of breath. Is there someone chasing you?"

Seeing Zhang Weiwei working so hard, Muster felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.

I can’t help but sigh: As long as it’s something that can be solved with money, it doesn’t matter!

"Yes, there is a starving guy who has been following me. He wants to eat the breakfast I bought!"

Zhang Weiwei put the plastic bag in his hand on the ground and glanced at Muster sideways while panting.

"Hey! Why did you put it on the ground? It feels like garbage. I have no appetite just looking at it."

Muster looked at the pile of colorful plastic bags containing food on the ground with disgust.

"If you like to eat, don't eat, if you don't eat, you'll fall!"

Zhang Weiwei was so angry that the breakfast he bought so hard was said to be like garbage.

"It's too ugly to have so many things on the ground. Why don't you go bring me a small table and put the things on the small table."

"More money!" Zhang Weiwei reached out for money again.

"How much?" Muster seemed to enjoy Zhang Weiwei reaching out to ask for money.

"One thousand!" Zhang Weiwei opened his mouth like a lion.

"Are you a bandit? I've seen greedy people, but I've never seen anyone as greedy as you!"

Muster cursed and took out his wallet from his trouser pocket to count the money.

Fortunately, he went to withdraw [-] cash in the morning, and it was still a brand-new banknote, so counting was really exciting.

"Here you go! Fortune aficionado!"

Muster unknowingly liked the feeling of giving money to Zhang Weiwei. If Zhang Weiwei didn't want the money, he might not be used to it.

"Thank you, Mr. Mu! I will bring you a table right now. Please wait!"

Zhang Weiwei bowed solemnly and ran away.

"Weiwei! How's it going? How much money have you extorted?"

An older lady asked curiously when she saw Zhang Weiwei folding the small table at the shooting location.

"If you have money, buy durian and eat it!" Zhang Weiwei smiled proudly.

"Really? Then hurry up and serve Uncle Mu well and buy us durians to eat!" The eldest sister was so happy that she couldn't help it.

"Okay!" Zhang Wei responded with a smile, picked up the table and left.

Zhang Weiwei placed the breakfast he bought on the small table and took out several types of breakfast from the soft plastic bags and placed them on the table.

"I'm afraid that you won't be able to get used to the breakfast that people like us at the bottom of society eat, so I bought a few more things that I usually can't bear to eat."

Zhang Weiwei opened a fast food box, which contained hot wontons. He took a small disposable plastic spoon, placed it in the fast food box and handed it to Muster with both hands.

Muster took the wontons with both hands, stirred them with a disposable spoon, and said with a look of disgust: "What is this? It's so ugly!"

"Huntun!" Zhang Weiwei introduced again angrily.

"What? Asshole?"

Muster scooped up a wonton and studied it: "How does this look like an egg? Is it round or not? So why do you call it a bastard?"

Zhang Weiwei held back his laughter and said he was a rich man. He was just an old hater who had never seen the world!

"It's delicious. I only eat it once a month after I've been paid to satisfy my craving. I'm usually reluctant to eat it!" Zhang Weiwei looked at the fragrant wontons pitifully.

"Is this bastard so delicious?" Must asked, "Is it so expensive that you can't bear to eat it?"

"These are wontons, not bastards. My Mandarin is standard enough. Which of your ears sounds like a bastard?" Zhang Weiwei was speechless.

"Then tell me if it's expensive?" Muster just wanted to know how much a piece of food that Zhang Weiwei couldn't bear to eat cost.

"It's valuable, ten yuan a piece!" Yang Zhang Weiwei told the truth.

"What? You can't bear to eat it even if it costs ten yuan a portion?"

Muster looked at Zhang Weiwei in disbelief to see if she was lying.

When he saw that Zhang Weiwei's face was not red, his heart stopped beating, and he was sure that she was not lying.

So, with a curious heart, Muster fed a wonton into his mouth.

"How can I compare with you? Just go to a bar and play for a few thousand, but I am different. A few thousand is my monthly salary. I have to support myself and my seriously ill mother." Zhang Weiwei was angry. said.

"So you are so pitiful?" Muster chewed the wontons a few times and looked at Zhang Weiwei sympathetically.

"I'm not pathetic! You are much more pathetic than me. You haven't even eaten wontons!" Zhang Weiwei said sarcastically.

"It's delicious, much better than dumplings!" Muster exclaimed.

"It seems that rich people are not so difficult to feed! They can eat anything!" Zhang Weiwei opened another box of steamed dumplings.

"That doesn't taste good, I won't eat it!" Muster frowned when he saw the steamed dumplings. He often ate them in the morning and was tired of them.

What Zhang Weiwei just said was immediately slapped in the face.

At this time, Muster's phone rang again. Muster picked up the phone and looked at it, and had the urge to hang up.

"Which gangster is looking for you again?" Zhang Weiwei felt a little jealous for no reason.

Muster glared at Zhang Weiwei, picked up the phone and shouted helplessly: "Mom!"

"Son! Where are you?" Mrs. Mu's voice came.

"I'm accompanying Caixia on the set!" Muster replied impatiently.

"Oh! I want to say a few words to Caixia." Obviously Mrs. Mu didn't believe Muster.

"Caixia is filming! I don't have time to talk to you. Can I take some photos for you to prove that I am accompanying her on the set?" Muster was helpless.

"Okay! I want to see a photo of you and Caixia." Mrs. Mu said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll take the photo for you right now!" Muster hung up the phone.

"Ah...I'm going crazy. When will I stop?" Muster was very annoyed.

"When you get married." Zhang Weiwei said lightly.

"Who doesn't know? You are the only one who knows!" Muster impatiently stuffed a dumpling into his mouth.

"Mr. Mu! There are also casserole porridge, steamed buns, and fried noodles here. You can eat it yourself while I go and get busy. Call me if you need anything."

Zhang Weiwei no longer wanted to accompany Muster and took the opportunity to run away.

"Go, go!" Must stared at the glutinous rice in his hand without even looking at Zhang Weiwei.

Zhang Weiwei was so excited that she carried 4000 yuan in her pocket. She ran to the shooting scene to find Li Xiaoxiao and said excitedly in Li Xiaoxiao's ear: "I killed him for 4000 yuan today!"

"Really? That silly guy gave you so much money?" Li Xiaoxiao felt funny just thinking about it.

"If he asks me to buy him something again, I will blackmail him again!" Zhang Weiwei is now addicted to blackmail.

"I'm going to buy some durians and watermelons, and some snacks for everyone to eat."

"Okay, okay! Go quickly!" Li Xiaoxiao waved his hand and made a hurry-up motion.

"Are you busy here?" Zhang Weiwei looked at the work site worriedly.