Master Swindler

Only then did Zhong Liyu realize that the quality of co-authoring a rich man is flexible with his stepmother.

That's not enough, when my heart was cold, the stepmother said again: "Don't blame mom for not caring about you."

As he spoke, he took out his phone and tapped on it, as if he was looking for something.

Zhong Liyu's eyes lit up: "Mom, you plan to give me some money so that I won't lose my head if I work there, right?"

Ms. An just smiled, and gave him a loving look at a silly child.

When the phone screen was handed to him, Zhong Liyu was moved and fed the dog.

Ms. An pointed to the above video and said, "Here, the tutorial on building a simple house from cardboard boxes, as long as it doesn't rain, it's not a big problem."

"You have lived a fine life since you were a child. Even if you are in a trough, your mother doesn't want you to be rough. People have to have hope. Even if you sleep in a cardboard box, your mother wants you to sleep in the most decent cardboard box."

Zhong Liyu pointed at the tutorial expressionlessly: "But it's for dogs."

"Is there a difference?"

Zhong Liyu: "Mom, how do you think my current low point came about?"

Ms. An: "Isn't it because you have no skills?"

It's over, the mother who has been raising for more than 20 years is for nothing. This is purely for others to raise.

Seeing that her son was not promising, Ms. An also hated iron and steel, and sighed, "Tell me, how did you get kicked out?"

"Doesn't work hard? Or can't you lick hard enough?"

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Zhong Liyu said incredulously.

"Then I gave birth to you with a thick tongue coating, which is for now." Ms. An took it for granted.

Then he said disgustedly: "Are you good at all? If you can't, get the hell out, I'll go."

"What do you want to do?"

Ms. An: "Anyway, Jiajia must be from my family, either my daughter-in-law or your stepfather."

Zhong Liyu's scalp exploded: "Mom, stop talking, I was wrong, I will go back to sleep in the cardboard box tomorrow."

"That's right!" Ms. An clapped her hands and said with relief: "Jiajia people are actually very soft-hearted. As long as you show your sincerity, it will be useful to keep it."

Then he asked: "Go on, how did you get kicked out?"

Zhong Liyu's face turned awkward: "He is stingy."

"Nonsense, Jiajia is the most generous. I have never seen such a patient man like him. He is not like your father and son. It would be fatal to let you go shopping with me for a while."

"Mom, your heart is bent to the elbow, why are you asking me?"

"I let you talk about things, and didn't let you accuse Jiajia indiscriminately. Go on."

"Aren't I penniless and going to work? Give him shower gel, toothpaste, toothbrush and old clothes, and he gets angry."

"Isn't it Jiajia's used bath ball incense?" Ms. An said suddenly.

Zhong Liyu immediately showed a blushing expression of joy: "It smells like oranges, it smells the same as after he took a bath."

After speaking, seeing the perverted eyes of his stepmother, Zhong Liyu hurriedly restrained his expression: "No, the important thing is not this, but his stinginess."

Ms. An sighed: "Sure enough, it's just like your father. It's shameful not to be beaten for three days. When you were together before, Jiajia never beat you. What a good temper."

At this moment, Ms. An really felt that Lu Qingjia was tolerant.

On the contrary, he was relieved: "Forget it, since this is the case, I guess Jiajia is still angry at the moment, so I won't let you go back and add trouble."

"You're sleeping at home for a night now. Isn't there a football match tomorrow? You can watch it before going back. It just so happens that Jiajia has almost calmed down at that time."

Zhong Liyu: "..."

The next morning, Uncle Zheng was in high spirits. Seeing that Zhong Liyu was still at home, he thought he had figured it out and didn't plan to go back.

Knowing that the mother and son were going to the prison to watch the football game, they were so excited for the boss that they burst into tears, so they arranged a car right away.

The prison is not too close to the manor, and when Ms. An and the others arrived, the place was already full of people.

In addition to the families of the prisoners, the audience also had a large number of places that were auctioned off, and the online ticket prices were quite high. Of course, Father Zhong's good looks contributed a lot to this.

Many people came rushing to him, and the image of him wearing a prison uniform and holding a football is now displayed on the official website of the prison, almost regarded as the spokesperson of the image of the prison.

After all, being the most handsome prisoner in the world for several years in a row has enough gimmicks. The prison organizes ball games to enhance its image. Most of the tickets sold are donated, and a small part is regarded as Zhong's father's advertising expenses.

Buying tickets requires a real-name system, so when entering the venue at this moment, there are also strict inspections and identity verification.

By the time they sat in the front row, the two teams had already come out from their respective aisles.

Ms. An looked at the several camera positions erected on the court, and praised, "Is there still a video?"

"Not only that, some TV stations have already bought the broadcasting rights, tickets are nothing, this is the big deal."

Ms. An glanced at her son: "I remember you invested in this prison, but you actually used your father to make money?"

Zhong Liyu thought he would be criticized by his mother, but he heard her say, "Good job!"

"I've never seen him make any serious money in my life."

Zhong Liyu said: "Hey, I also want my dad not to give up his pursuit of life."

"What's the point of being in prison for 20 years? Most of the people who have been in prison and come out of a new life are successful in their careers."

"You can see that there are people who have been in prison for 30 or [-] years and became the president, and there are also people who have been in prison and become a generation of superstars. My father's conditions are not bad, and he will definitely not be wasted in prison."

"Look at my dad, if he becomes a star, he will definitely succeed if he comes out to follow the route of a handsome uncle. I will invest in a few more tough guy movies, find the best special effects team, and add all kinds of gimmicks. I will definitely not be a bad guy."

"If you want to be in politics, you need to start managing your influence from now on. This is the route of reforming the evil and returning to the right. I even thought out the campaign words for him."

"No one knows gangs better than me, so no one knows how to fight gangs better than me."

Ms. An: "...you are worried about your father."

Zhong Liyu sighed: "There is no way that parents are the debt of their children. May I ask which child doesn't want their parents to be good?"

As he spoke, he heard a sob coming from beside him, Zhong Liyu turned his head and asked in confusion, "Uncle Zheng, why are you crying?"

Uncle Zheng wiped away his old tears, and forcibly calmed down: "I didn't cry, I just sighed."

Zhong Liyu's eyebrows softened, and he said with a smile, "Don't worry, it's fine."

"Ok!"

When you were born, why didn't the boss find a basin of water to drown your barbecued pork son?

While speaking, Father Zhong, who was at the end of the line, appeared.

The popularity of the most handsome prisoner in the world is not a joke. As soon as he appeared on the stage, the entire audience area erupted, and the screams of young girls filled the ears.

The banner support board was also pulled up: "Uncle Zhong, Uncle, I love you!!!"

There was a cheerleading group behind Zhong Liyu and the others, and they were crazy. Although the number of people present couldn't compare with the scale of a star's concert, the enthusiasm of the fans was almost the same.

The family members of the prisoners who were sitting on the side were stunned: "What are you doing?"

"I was surprised just now. Why are there so many people watching the prisoner play football? My family is in prison, so I can't hold my head up in front of my relatives and neighbors. Why are so many people so rare?"

The girl who was being dragged said impatiently: "Go, go, who's looking at your house? Let's come and see our Uncle Zhong."

"Ah~~, Uncle is even more handsome than when he was arrested. How can a man become more attractive as he gets older~~"

"Look at his muscles, his physique, and his skin condition. How can it be compared with the current sissy starlets?"

"Uncle, I will always love you!!"

"Uncle, I'll wait for you to get out of prison."

"Uncle, I stole the battery car to support you."

"Uncle, I robbed the bank and locked it up with you."

The last one was directly arrested by the prison guards.

The prisoner's family took a look at the prisoner who waved his hand in this direction, causing all the girls to scream.

Father Zhong was naturally happy to see his wife coming. Although his son sitting next to him with barbecued pork was an eyesore, it did not hinder his enthusiasm.

But when Ms. An heard the enthusiasm of the girls behind, she looked at Father Zhong with knife-like eyes.

Father Zhong shook his body, and put down his hands embarrassingly.

The two teams in this competition are also two camps in the prison. One is headed by Zhong's father, and the other is of course his deadly enemy, the boss Jin who was sent to prison by him.

Boss Jin has practiced hard recently to show Father Zhong a good look.

But the reality is skinny, he is a few years older than Zhong's father, and he is not as well maintained as Zhong's father, and his physical fitness and physical condition are worse than when he was young.

Even if he wanted to kill him, a group of old brothers who were all-powerful in the past are not cooperating now.

Father Zhong's side is actually the same. The team members with him are all old boys who have been playing football for many years. Only Father Zhong performed mightily, as if he was playing in the World Cup.

He was the only one in the audience to show off the limelight, the key point was that he was a coquettish person, and whenever he performed well, he would show off to his wife.

Whether it is teammates or opponents on the field, I feel unhappy.

You are also in jail, why do you have a beautiful wife who is not old, show off your love, and have a lot of young girls chasing after you?

So when the game is over, leave the family and the players to organize a picnic.

Mrs. Zhong's courteous Ms. La'an took her seat, ready to cut a sandwich for her.

Boss Jin brought someone over, and the other party greeted with a smile: "Hey, sister-in-law, are you here to visit the prison?"

"I haven't seen you for a long time. My sister-in-law is even more beautiful."

Father Zhong has been in prison for three years, and the one surnamed Jin was even earlier. Although he often visited the prison, he never bumped into him.

Ms. An smiled and said, "Old Jin, it's okay to perform in the arena just now."

"I didn't expect you to be so old, you still look like a young man. But don't try too hard. I just saw your face turn purple. Be careful not to have a heart attack."

Boss Jin choked, remembering the time when he introduced a woman to Boss Zhong and was chased by this woman with a knife.

Knowing that people don't want to see him, but it doesn't prevent him from picking things up.

Then he laughed and said, "It's been so many years, sister-in-law and Lao Zhong still have such a good relationship, it's also gratifying to be an older brother."

"Earlier, when Old Zhong Jiantian received a love letter as a gift of chocolates, I thought he couldn't resist the temptation and was about to drift away."

Father Zhong's face changed when he heard the words, Boss Jin continued: "I'm not a brother, I said you, you came in, it's not easy for my sister-in-law to take care of the business outside, and it's not easy to drag the children, the burden of the whole family is on her, you don't understand her hard work, How can you have two hearts?"

"Damn you—" Father Zhong was about to scold, but when Ms. An made a sharp look at her, he immediately shut up.

Ms. An still had a smile on her face, and said gratefully to Lao Jin: "Lao Jin deserves to be a few years older than everyone, he is transparent."

"This dead ghost has gone to prison. If you want to say the best thing, it is to be locked up with you, Lao Jin, so that we can take care of each other."

Boss Jin's smiling face froze, and when he first saw Lao Zhong being locked in, he also took pleasure in other's misfortune.

In the end, he went up to find fault and taunted him, but his front teeth were broken. Although the prison had already been divided into powers, it couldn't hold back Lao Zhong's ability to fight, and there were many younger brothers who came in together.

Sheng Sheng became the biggest force in the prison, but it didn't take long because his good son was not allowed to form cliques and repeatedly cleaned up the atmosphere in the prison, which made them unable to maintain such a bossy style.

It's been a long time, and I can't be scolded or beaten. If it wasn't for the sake of gaining popularity, Lao Jin would have already applied for transfer to prison. Who would be willing to be locked up with this disaster star?

But it wasn't over yet, Ms. An then showed concern on her face and said, "By the way, Lao Jin, how are you doing recently?"

"Also, still?"

"That's good. Since you are in prison now, don't think too much about other things. You can't manage too much, but it's troublesome."

Lao Jin had a bad feeling.

But before he could ask, Ms. An spoke first: "Actually, I can understand it. Young people, after all, are not like old women like us. Anyway, they are quite old, so it's fine to just live like this."

"Your wife brought her son to remarry, that's also helpless. But you too, you were a lot older at the time, and you insisted on marrying someone who is 30 years younger than you. If you are too old to take a bath, they will pinch your nose and bear you for a few times. It's been a year, and she gave birth to such a lovely son—"

"If you talk about your son, he was also dragged down by you. It would be so beautiful if he looked like his mother, but it's a pity that he looks half like you. But fortunately, his stepfather is handsome and young. When the family of three went out, people saw They are all envious."

As he said that, he looked cheerfully at Lao Jin, whose face was already livid: "Don't worry, someone is taking good care of your son."

Lao Jin was furious: "Is that woman married? I'm not dead yet. She dares to marry? Take my money to marry? And let my son take someone else's surname?"

"Oh, be more generous, Lao Jin." Ms. An said: "Your company has collapsed and the property is gone. The trees below have fallen and the monkeys have scattered. What is left? Just a bad old man who was almost eighty when he went out. .”

He muttered again in a low voice: "It's not certain whether I can go out."

"You can't delay someone's life, and your son, such a small person, are you willing to let his friends and classmates discriminate against him because his father is in jail? You can't be so selfish."

Lao Jin pointed at Ms. An: "You, your wife—"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Father Zhong's eyes swept over him, he was more scary than ever, and it was not the same as usual bickering and fighting.

Knowing that he was invincible, Lao Jin had no choice but to hold back his temper in humiliation, and sneered, "I can't compare to you. Not only is your son's father in jail, but everyone knows about it. Have you seen him feel inferior?"

Zhong Liyu said proudly: "My dad accepted the punishment and reformed for the mistakes he made. I am proud of him."

Lao Jin: "..."

Father Zhong: "..."

Damn can you take this char siu away?Don't want to see him.

Boss Jin failed to instigate, but instead left in a fit of anger.

But times have changed. When he was sent in by Father Zhong before, even though he was in prison, the family power was still there. It was just a different person in power, who hid low-key under Father Zhong's dominance.

If it was at that time, Boss Jin's wife would not dare to marry.

Later, Zhong Liyu tore up his own house, and those who were involved with his own family naturally did not escape. Boss Jin is a bad old man who once had a glorious past, so what can he do?

But no one cares about these things, Father Zhong is naturally full of joy for his wife to stand up for him.

With a moved face, he said, "My wife—"

Ms. An's face collapsed: "Smile, and you still have a face-to-face smile. You are an old man, and you still want to seduce women when you are in prison. You are dishonest as long as you are still panting, right?"

Father Zhong hit the wall with enthusiasm, and his temper also came up: "Are you embarrassed to say me? How many days have you been away since you counted?"

"What are those posts in your circle of friends? I'm not dead yet, so you expect to get married again?"

"Yes!" Ms. An said casually.

Father Zhong immediately knelt down, not daring to express his anger: "Wife, my wife, I was wrong. You can scold me, but if you dare to speak back, I will smack myself three hundred times. Don't say angry words, be careful that you will break your body."

"You said it wasn't my fault, right? Your husband's good looks don't happen in a day or two. Don't worry, I didn't read a single letter. I sold all the gift chocolates, and this ball game The sect is divided into shares, and I have saved up all of them."

"It's not like your birthday is coming soon. Husband, I don't have any serious income now, so I'm thinking about trying to earn some money to buy you some decent gifts."

As he said that, he glanced impatiently at Zhong Liyu: "We can only rely on each other from now on, can't we count on that barbecued pork?"

Only then did Ms. An sneer, and then said to her son, "Have you learned it?"

Zhong Liyu applauded in amazement: "Sure enough, words are not as good as example, Dad! You are amazing."

Father Zhong was at a loss: "Learn what?"

"Learn how to coax people."

Father Zhong came to his senses, and his expression changed: "Are you still looking for that liar?"

Ms. An said with a smile: "Not only that, Ah Ye has already managed to break into the inside by selling himself cheaply, and it is just around the corner to chase him back."

"Cheap sale?" Father Zhong couldn't believe it.

"That doesn't count." Ms. An thought for a while, and denied, "Ah Ye still has two thousand salary, you used to come to my house to work hard to please parents, and you still have to put gifts at the door, you are the cheapest. "

"Honey, our son is more capable than you, are you happy?"

Father Zhong was so angry that he vomited blood: "What's the matter with you? A good life is just a sincere desire to make the family uneasy, right? Is that liar a person who can live?"

Ms. An said coolly, "Neither are you, haven't I lived with you for 30 to [-] years?"

Father Zhong choked: "Anyway, I don't agree."

He looked at his son again: "If you have ambition, get out, as long as you don't get involved with that liar, I will give you a high opinion of your father."

Zhong Liyu was puzzled: "Dad, why do I want you to look up to me? You are in jail, and you want to look up to a prisoner. You think your son's standards are too low, don't you?"

Father Zhong: "...Get out, get out, get out immediately, don't come here again."

Zhong Liyu looked at his own father helplessly, and then took out his mobile phone to look at it: "Sure, it will be noon soon, I am on the evening shift today, and if I don't go back, my salary will be deducted, 70 yuan."

Father Zhong couldn't believe it: "Wait! One day will be deducted for being late? Why doesn't he go snatch it?"

"No way, it's a contract. If the person who pays the accommodation can be late, then there is something wrong with him." Zhong Liyu said, "Don't talk about Dad, I'm rushing to work."

It was said that he dragged Zhong's father who seemed to be wasting time: "..."

When Zhong Liyu returned to the farmhouse, Ouyang Bai had already left.

The store is still busy, and it's time for dinner, so the cooking here is delicious, much better than outside restaurants and other stores, so no matter who go out to play, or even customers from other stores, many come here to eat.

The appearance of Zhong Liyu caused a little commotion, especially for the young girls who came on vacation with their girlfriends and classmates. It was enough to see the legendary handsome boss, but there is actually a handsome guy.

"The quality of the staff here is so high!" Many people lamented.

Seeing that idiot came back, Lu Qingjia didn't push him away, but nodded towards the restaurant with his chin: "No work in your eyes?"

Zhong Liyu's eyes lit up, and he rolled up his sleeves and went to work.

Xiao Wei, who watched the whole process last night, said with emotion that she is indeed a humble original partner. As long as the mistress is willing to leave, she will be grateful to Dade.

After finishing the noon wave, there is a two-hour break.

Except for the employees on duty, everyone else can go back to the room for a lunch break.

Before Zhong Liyu was kicked out last night, the room hadn't been tidied yet, so he was going to go back and continue working.

As a result, when I opened the door of the room, I saw that the sheets were spread, the quilt was covered, and the necessary daily necessities were packed in a small basin and placed on the table aside.

Take it out and look, although it is not the luxury brand I am used to, but it is also different from the uniform equipment of the hotel.

The texture and taste are all to your liking.

There are also several sets of clothes prepared on the bed, both inside and outside, the size is suitable, and the color and style are all I like.

Zhong Liyu blushed, as if the time had returned to the past, the feeling of being cared for meticulously.

He felt warm all over, and there was a place in his heart that was swollen like it was about to explode.

He hugged his clothes and rolled around on the bed, his face was about to smile silly.

Zhong Liyu groaned in the room for a long time, calmed down and then went out.

When I went downstairs, I met Lu Qingjia who came out of the room.

With a pleasant smile on his face, he said, "Did you prepare the things in the room?"

Lu Qingjia smiled and said: "After all, it's not easy to recruit five people with half the salary of one person, so why don't you give me some sweets?"

The smile on Zhong Liyu's face remained unchanged: "Go ahead, I guarantee you won't lose money."

Seeing that Lu Qingjia was about to go out, Zhong Liyu hurriedly followed: "Where are you going?"

Lu Qingjia said: "At the forest party in a few days, there is a stage worker who can't build the effect of the design. I'll go and see."

Zhong Liyu knew that Lu Qingjia had managed this scenic area well, so it can be said that the current popularity and surrounding businesses were driven by him alone.

Then he was obliged to say: "I will go too, my hands-on ability is very good."

Zhong Liyu said on the way: "By the way, I didn't have time to ask you yesterday, how is the mission?"

Although Lu Qingjia said that he was annoying this guy to hinder him, but he said that an administrator's understanding of the game must be incomparable to him.

Although Ouyang Bai is said to be of the same status, that guy's clearance is muddled, in fact, he is not as thorough as Zhong Liyu.

He also stated all the results of the process without any concealment, and finally concluded: "I behave like this, the next dungeon should be an exchange student, right?"

When he said this, he paid attention to Zhong Liyu's expression, and sure enough, the other person's expression changed as soon as he finished speaking.

Lu Qingjia chuckled: "Sure enough, it's in another game, right?"