Erguotou and Brandy

"Are you Ji Quan's father?"

It wasn't that Guo Ding was too surprised, it's just that it was hard to imagine that his father was dressed in tatters for that glamorous celebrity.

The middle-aged man in the army green hat wiped the sweat from his brow, his brows were tightly knit together, his hands were trembling, and he said, "My son...is he really dead?"

Guo Ding sighed, helped him to the seat and sat down.

"Did Ji Quan have surgery on his legs when he was a child?"

Ji Quan's father sat down awkwardly, then stood up uncomfortably, and said, "My son fell off an escalator when he was a child, and his leg was shattered and fractured. He has been recuperating for a long time..."

Ji Quan's father lived by collecting waste in a third-tier town. After raising Ji Quan and sending him to university, he did not expect that Ji Quan could successfully embark on the path that everyone envied.

After Guo Ding asked Xieqin to send Ji Quan's father away, he called Xu Yao over and said, "Ji Quan doesn't seem to have any special circumstances regarding money... Look up questions about the victim's relationship life."

Xu Yao touched his nose in embarrassment, nodded and said, "Then what... head, you should watch TV."

television?

Guo Ding was taken aback, and left the office, watching the TV in the office hall outside.

Brandy in formal attire was sitting on a chair, playing with his fingers boredly, and Guo Ding was a little surprised by the person sitting next to him.

White dad?

"Boss Bai...can you explain why the Sun Group acquired the Sun Group without spending a dime?"

Brandy glanced at the reporter and said, "That's what I honor my father. Do you want to charge for the gift of honoring your father?"

The reporter was taken aback, looked at the cheerful Bai dad next to him, seemed to have thought of something, and said, "This is Mr. Bai's father... Hello Mr. Bai, may I ask you about the acquisition of the Bai Group by the Sun Group? What do you think?"

Papa Bai's face darkened in an instant.

white?old?gentlemen?

Papa Bai said softly, "My surname is Sun."

"Uh... Sun... Mr. Sun?"

So I can't escape that old word...

Guo Ding touched his nose, moved a chair, sat on it and watched TV seriously.

Landy looked at Papa Bai's bewildered and angry look, shook his head helplessly, picked up the conversation, looked at the reporter and said: "Since the listing, the Bai Group has been in close contact with the Sun Group. Bai It is a matter of course that the family's group was acquired, no matter how well the chicks develop, there is still only one nest."

The reporter hurriedly raised his hand again and said, "Mr. Bai, why hasn't the cost of the acquisition been exposed? There have been rumors that the Sun Group acquired it without any expense?"

Brandy smiled, crossed his fingers, and said quite confidently: "I am the only legal heir of the Sun Group, that's all for now, think for yourself."

After finishing talking, Brandi stood up and led the still unhappy Papa out. A group of reporters looked at each other, and they all saw a lot of stories of rich and powerful families in each other's eyes.

Guo Dian and his party, who were watching TV seriously, could not help but think of four words.

Big tail wolf.

"Ka——Okay, get ready for the next game, and come off the bench." The director put on his hat and said, and the field workers immediately went up to set up the scene.

A handsome man touched shoulders with a man of similar appearance, and then left the stage. The assistant handed it over with a wet towel, holding a glass of juice in his hand and waiting for the man to finish wiping off his sweat.

"You you you you you you - it's Feng Qing, right? Right?! Right?!!!"

As soon as Feng Qing took his seat, he heard such a voice of surprise and joy.

The assistant next to him frowned, put the juice on the table, and said in a bad tone: "Sir, fans are not allowed here. If you need an autograph, please wait for Mr. Feng's album signing event."

Feng Qing was touching up her makeup, and waved her hand when she heard the words, and said, "Give me a sympathy, and I'll sign it for you."

The assistant stepped aside.

Yang Zhen was so happy that his eyes almost turned into crescent moons, and he pulled the hem of his t-shirt and lifted it up.

"Please, God Feng Qing!"

It looks like a thin body, and there are some muscles after taking off the clothes.

Yang Zhen has a small frame, but he still has some muscles after training in the police academy. The collarbone and neck are full of strawberries, which makes people look a little shy.

Feng Qing coughed lightly, and retracted his eyes from Yang Zhen, secretly thinking that this attractive face has provoked a possessive girlfriend, otherwise it would not have left so many traces.

The golden pen signed the flamboyant name on the hem of the pink t-shirt, and then returned it to Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen couldn't put it down and looked at it, and was so happy that he almost pulled Feng Qing around.

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