Natural disaster apocalypse: I won with QQ Farm

"Silly child, Dad will always believe in you unconditionally!" Dad Jiang said with a smile.

Jiang Xingxu's eyes were slightly moist, "Thank you, Dad, but I don't know how to say it."

The fact that I was reborn was really unbelievable.

Even facing her relatives, she didn't know how to explain.

Therefore, Jiang Xingxu can only wait until the end of the world.

"If you don't want to say it, Dad won't force you. Let's put it this way, what else do you need Dad to help you with?" Father Jiang said in a serious tone.

Since Jiang's father had said so, Jiang Xingxu didn't hide anything and said directly: "I don't have much cash on hand. If it's convenient for you, please support me a little."

Although she is indeed a wealthy woman, she has spent more than 20 million in just two days.

The final payment for the project still needs to be settled, so there is really not much left.

"Okay, I'll call the bank and you can go there to handle the formalities." Father Jiang didn't ask her what she wanted so much money for. Since the child didn't want to talk, he didn't force her.

As parents, we must always believe in our children and be their strongest support.

Jiang Xingxu suddenly remembered something important, and his expression immediately became serious, "Dad, I remember that you had an old comrade who opened a shooting range, right?"

"That's right. It's a good thing that you want to learn shooting." When Jiang's father was about to say who it was, Jiang's mother called him, so he quickly explained: "I'll send you the address of the shooting range. As for the coach, I'll tell my old comrade..."

Before Mr. Jiang finished his words, Jiang Xingxu heard the call was hung up.

If Jiang Xingxu hadn't heard Jiang's mother's loud voice, he would have suspected that the signal was cut off.

With the generous support of Jiang's father, Jiang Xingxu went to the bank the next morning and transferred a large amount of cash to his bank card.

Then, according to the address given by Jiang's father, we went to the "Fierce Eagle" shooting club in the suburbs.

Jiang Xingxu took a booklet from the front desk, flipped through the introduction, and got a general understanding of the model of this club.

The Fierce Eagle Club has a large area, divided into a real gun shooting range, an air gun shooting range, and a bow and arrow shooting range.

In addition, there is a horse-riding mobile target shooting range.

"Ms. Jiang, your coach has arrived. Please come this way!" The receptionist smiled professionally and extended her hand to lead Jiang Xingxu inside.

On the way here, Jiang's father had already told Jiang Xingxu that he had arranged an excellent coach for him.

So, as she walked in, she was thinking whether to call him uncle or uncle.

"I'd better call him uncle. Since he was Lao Jiang's former comrade-in-arms, we're probably about the same age!" Jiang Xingxu whispered to himself.

When Jiang Xingxu arrived at the closed training room, he saw a man's back and shouted, "Uncle".

The back of the man standing with his back to the opponent seemed to tremble.

Then the man turned around.

The man had a young and handsome face.

"Haha, sorry, I thought it was the coach." Jiang Xingxu's toes almost stepped out of the three-bedroom apartment with embarrassment. He apologized three times before walking to the side and sitting down. "You are here to learn shooting, too. Me too, what a coincidence, haha."

As he spoke, Jiang Xingxu secretly looked at the man.

Because this man was so handsome that she couldn't help but pay attention to him.

The man had deep facial features, eyes like stars, neat short hair, and a height of about 1.8 meters. He was wearing a black T-shirt and black trousers. It was the simplest outfit, but it showed a noble temperament.