Host, do you trick him?

Tao Lu also saw Cen Ji on the stairs, but at that time he was busy fooling Father Cen, so he didn't react and continued talking about himself.

But who knows that Father Cen is so talented, he said the words of selling his son so smoothly without even thinking about it, and there was no chance for him to intervene to stop him.

To this, Tao Lu could only say: "Blame me?"

The matter of drinking was so settled amidst the sneer and sarcasm of Cen Ji, the two of them didn't stay long after breakfast at home and planned to go back.

Cen's mother, who didn't know the scene just now, thought it was the weekend and persuaded them to stay for two more days. Cen Ji said that he still had work to do and had to go back, and Tao Lu naturally followed Cen Ji.

Cen's mother raised her eyebrows and was about to say that she couldn't take home work, but Cen's father pulled her sleeves, and then heard the person who always hoped that her son would stay for a long time, saying: "Work is important, go back quickly." If he doesn't go back, he will feel old Lost it all.

After getting the pass, Cen Ji looked at his old father meaningfully, and then dragged Tao Lu away quickly before Cen's mother could react.

Cen's mother looked at the weird-looking father Cen below, and then looked at the direction the two of them were leaving in the car. She looked at Father Cen with her arms crossed and said, "Tell me, when did you become so considerate, and my son said go away?" Just let go, it's not like your style."

Father Cen was most afraid of Mother Cen's pose to question him, because at this time, as long as he lied or answered unsatisfactorily, Mother Cen would definitely show him a Sichuan opera to change his face on the spot. It is also getting better.

Sighing softly, Father Cen told Mother Cen about the stupid things he did this morning. Mother Cen was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then burst out laughing like a flower. The words "I'm laughing at you" are written on the face.

Cen's father looked ugly at first, but he couldn't help grinning when he saw his wife smiling so happily.

Cen's mother laughed enough, and then supported Cen's father to stand up straight and stared at him: "How old are you to do such a thing for a bottle of wine, you say you are not ashamed."

"...shame." But shameful wine has to be drunk, Father Cen only dared to refute silently in his heart.

Cen's mother could see his small thoughts, and it was clear that he hadn't given up on the wine, but the effect of this wine was really good, and she was also willing to let Cen's father take care of his body while satisfying his little hobbies, so even if she He will also put down his old face and ask Tao Lu for a drink.

"Oh." Cen's mother sighed, and slapped Cen's father: "It's all your fault for insisting on having a grandson. If you quickly agree to the two of them being together, you want to drink as much as you want."

Cen's father choked, and after a while he straightened his neck and said, "Grandson is more important than wine!"

Cen's mother ignored him, remembering that Tao Lu's child gave her a bottle of skin cream, she didn't pay much attention to it at the time, after all, since life got better, she has never been short of big-name cosmetics, so she didn't plan to use it after politely thanking her up.

Now she thought that since the wine given to Father Cen was all excellent, then the bottle of skin care products must have good effect.

Thinking about it, he asked the housekeeper to quickly find out the things, while he hurried upstairs to wash his face again and waited to try the bottle of skin cream.

After using it for three days in a row, the first thing Cen's mother did when she woke up on the third day was to look in the mirror.

Unbelievably looking left and right in front of the mirror, Cen's mother excitedly woke up Cen's father who was sleeping after confirming that she was not dazzled.

Shaking him awake vigorously, Mother Cen asked with joy in her eyes: "Old Cen, take a look, have I become younger?"

Cen's father yawned and looked at Cen's mother, then said "Huh", and took a closer look: "Not to mention, he looks a little younger."

Cen's mother pushed him away in dissatisfaction, and looked at the mirror carefully: "What do you mean by 'younger'? It's obviously a lot, okay? You can see that some of the fine lines on my face have disappeared a lot. The skin is also much smoother than before, and this is a permanent effect, not just applying those expensive skin care products for a short-term effect."

Cen's mother became more and more happy as she watched, then ran out to find her cell phone and muttered about calling Tao Lu.

Father Cen's ears moved, and he hurriedly leaned forward to take advantage of the opportunity to get some good luck. Even if he drank his bottle of wine sparingly, there was not much left, so he could only take a sip every time, and then he didn't dare to drink more. drank.

If the drink is gone and Tao Lu can't get it, he will suffer when the time comes.

Father Cen also invited his old friends to come to his house to taste wine, but he just poured out a bottle cap for them stingyly, and then asked if he could find someone to brew it after they drank it with disdain.

After finishing the drink, the man seemed to be savoring it, and squinted his eyes after hearing Father Cen's words, and said, "Let me taste some more so I can tell if it can be brewed or not."

When Father Cen heard that there was something interesting, he quickly poured another bottle of wine, and then waited eagerly for the other party to finish the drink and tell him the answer.

But the old man slammed his mouth even more when he finished drinking, and said shamelessly: "I drank too fast just now, and I didn't taste the taste. You can pour some more for me and I might be able to taste it this time." .”

Father Cen didn't understand the old guy's thoughts until now, he gave him a vicious look, hugged the little wine left in his arms like a baby on the spot, and didn't even let the person across from him take a look.

The old man pouted, seeing that he had no chance to take another sip, he honestly told the result of his first sip.

"Even if this wine can be brewed with the current technology, but the raw materials are different, the taste of the brewed wine will be greatly reduced, and according to my years of wine tasting experience, there is a raw material in it that I can't taste, it's really strange .”

The old man shook his head as he spoke, and glanced intently at the wine bottle in Father Cen's arms: "By the way, where did you get such a good bottle of wine? With this taste, it will definitely sell well if you take it out for auction. It’s a pity that the price is so low after being drunk by you old bastard.”

"Fuck, I'm not short of money. If I still have this wine, I can buy a truckload of it and store it. As for calling you over, can I imitate it?"

So now Father Cen had only one way to ask Tao Lu for money, and now Mother Cen wanted to call Tao Lu, so he naturally wanted to seize the opportunity to seek benefits.

Cen's mother picked up the phone and realized that she didn't save Tao Lu's number, but she still had her son's number. Cen's mother called Cen Ji without hesitation, and didn't care if Cen Ji was at work now, and she opened it under the winking signal of Cen's father. Hands-free.

"Hey, son, you are in a meeting, oh, it's nothing, I just want to take care of your phone number from Xiaolu. What's the matter? What's the matter? It's because the skin care products sent by Xiaolu last time are so effective, your mother I also want to ask if I can buy it. Um, ok, then you give me the number first before the meeting, um, that’s it, bye.”

Cen Ji looked at the darkened phone screen, doubts flashed in his heart, if his unscrupulous father had the cheek to ask Tao Lu for things for wine, it would be fine, but what kind of person is his mother? Clearly, if Cen's mother can do this, it means that the things Tao Lu sent must not be ordinary.

Who is Tao Lu?And why can you take out such a thing?Cen Ji lowered his head and pondered, the ungraspable feeling in his heart became more and more intense.

Rubbing his forehead, Cen Ji decided to put aside these incomprehensible questions first, the answers will come out naturally after a long time.

After thinking about it, he looked up at the silent people in a meeting room, put away his mobile phone and said, "The meeting continues."

Cen's mother hung up the phone and looked at Cen's father who was full of anticipation, and said helplessly, "Okay, when Cen Ji sends Xiaolu's number, I'll talk to him about the wine."

Father Cen pursed his lips in dissatisfaction: "One stroke is enough, at least two strokes!"

Cen's mother stared: "If it's not enough, just call yourself, I don't care about it."

Father Cen begged for mercy after hearing this, and coaxed his wife back after spending a lot of effort. After wiping his sweat in his heart, he must not offend his own wife, otherwise the end will be miserable.

After calling Tao Lu, Cen's mother didn't turn on the speakerphone this time, because the son is the son, and the daughter-in-law is the daughter-in-law, so she still knows the priorities.

Putting down the phone, Cen's mother smiled happily and said to Cen's father: "Xiaolu promised to bring me a few more bottles of skin care cream when I came back next time. I think I can throw away the ones I used before. The bottles and cans add up. It’s not as good as the bottle from Xiaolu.”

Cen's father was on the side, humming and perfunctory, and waited for Cen's mother to finish speaking before asking anxiously: "What about me? How about my wine?"

Cen's mother shrugged and said, "I just told me again what I said to you before. It's not easy to get it, but it's not impossible."

"Oh." Father Cen sighed regretfully, when will he have his wine again.

Cen's mother looked at him a little funny and said: "If you call Xiaolu again and tell Xiaolu that you don't want your grandson, I think he may send you several bottles right away. Let me see, people still remember that you made things difficult for him and him." As for the son's enmity, our daughter-in-law is not easy to bully."

Cen's mother sighed, paused and said again: "I think this is also very good. If you are thoughtful and have means, you can support each other with your son in the end, and you won't be afraid that your son will be bullied by someone."

Father Cen was dissatisfied: "How could that boy Cen Ji be bullied by others? It would be good if he didn't bully others."

Cen's mother looked at Cen's father with sadness in her eyes: "What do you mean, have you forgotten what happened 20 years ago? I don't believe that there is no shadow of him in Mr. Zhao's affairs."

Father Cen was silent for a moment, and then he didn't speak again, just let out a long sigh to show his helplessness and regret.

On the other side, after taking Cen's mother's phone call, Tao Lu sat at home with Erlang's legs crossed while eating melon seeds and watching a horror movie. Next to him was a chicken thief who was so scared that he wanted to get into the crack of the sofa.

Tao Lu was amused by his cowardly look, and asked with a smile: "Chicken thief, shouldn't this movie be just a bunch of data in your eyes, and why are you so scared?"

The chicken thief covered his eyes and said tremblingly: "The host host, the system is also conscious, okay? It's very, very normal to have something to be afraid of."

Tao Lu remembered the mission, picked up the remote control panel and turned off the movie, and looked at the chicken thief who was obviously relieved: "How do the daily whereabouts data of Zhao Lingcheng and Zhao Yuwen compare?"

The chicken thief patted his chest, stretched out his paws to touch a handful of melon seeds from Tao Lu's arms, and said while nibbling: "It's still half a month away, but from the previous comparison, we can find that the mysterious person called Zhao Lingcheng On that day, Zhao Yuwen happened to be out of town, either traveling or attending a friend’s birthday, there were no repeats for various reasons.”

"So you're saying..."

"There is a 50.00% chance that Zhao Yuwen is that mysterious person." The chicken thief said firmly.

"That's interesting." Tao Lu said with a smile while playing with the remote control in his hand.

The author has something to say: There are a lot of things these days, and I am going to be crazy busy, so tomorrow will be late, but it will definitely be updated. If there is nothing to do this weekend, there will be double updates~