Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

Hello everyone, I'm Roxy, I was an orphan with unknown parents half a month ago, and I'm working part-time to pay for my college tuition.

Suddenly one day, my biological father came to the door.

I recognize him, he is super famous, even I, who has slight prosopagnosia symptoms, can remember that magnificent face.

The richest man in Gotham, my best friend and I, the two talking kings, once prprpr said that a man who slept once would live up to his life.

I am guilty, I confess, I have committed the crime of lust.

Immediately afterwards, I rushed into my house with lightning speed, non-stop, and as fast as I could, picked up the mobile phone I put on the coffee table, and made the first call.

I have a man who must be the first to tell him about it.

"Fuck you? Damn Big John! I want to resign! I won't serve you anymore! You fucking? Damn big capitalist who exploits the people at the bottom!"

I roared, feeling as refreshed as if I drank a glass of frozen Coke in the dog days: "I have more capital than you now!"

When I turned around, I saw my own father standing at the door, looking at me with a complicated face: "Have you had a difficult life these years?"

It is not difficult, but I have always had an advanced concept of financial management.

It means the idea of ​​spending beyond your budget ahead of time and never saving.

I hesitated for two seconds before opening my mouth in a low voice, as if those roars just now came from the monster possessing me: "That's not true, it's just——I've been eating instant noodles for a week."

And just now I am revising the design draft of the 360th fifth "fine adjustment" sent by Party A.

However, just before my father was about to show that complicated look, the phone in my hand rang untimely, interrupting this heartwarming and rich father-daughter acquaintance. Big John, a closed door boss.

I clicked it impatiently, and Big John's growl was louder than mine just now.You don't even need to turn on the loudspeaker to hear clearly: "You damn little bitch, didn't you just deduct three months of salary! Look at the last draft you gave me. What kind of rubbish is it? You can resign if you want, the termination fee in the contract is your ten-month salary, can you afford it!"

This is a classic scolding session that I often see with Big John. I have experience, and I was about to roll up my sleeves and fight him for [-] rounds, when I saw my dear father squinting those blue eyes that are enough to make the world intoxicated Mou, reached out to take the mobile phone in my hand, and pressed the loudspeaker: "Hello..."

He glanced at the remark name [John who killed a thousand knives]: "Mr. John, I am Roxy's father. The lawyer of Wayne Group will be in charge of contacting you about Roxy's contract issues. Please don't harass my daughter. "

"You? Who is the mother? That orphan of Roxy and the wild father came to recognize relatives?"

Come, come, that exciting moment is coming!I shook my hands, and I was so excited that I didn't even wait for my own father to speak, and grabbed the phone from his hand: "My father is Bruce Wayne! You are fucked! I want my father to buy your rags Studio! You fuck? Mom, rework the first edition five hundred times for me!"

While pretending to be a tiger, I watched my father show the expression of "There is still such an operation", and laughed arrogantly, as happy as if I had snatched a special price of Haagen-Dazs.

Then I suddenly realized something was wrong, reached out and pressed the mute of the microphone, covered the phone and asked him: "You are Bruce? Wayne, right? Did I admit my mistake? I have slight face blindness, but I remember your appearance quite clearly .If not I have to tell Big John that it was a big adventure or something...you?"

"Uh..." My dear father showed a helpless expression: "I am indeed Bruce Wayne."

The moment I got the answer, I was happy, the tension and apprehension in my whole body turned into the energy of a fox pretending to be a tiger, and the finger that had been placed on the microphone switch was lightly tapped down, and I happily shouted: "I quit! Resign! Climb for me!"

This was the first time I hung up on Big John's phone, so cool, I decided to add him to my list of frequent contacts on the phone, and call him to scold him whenever I feel upset.

"I thought you'd want to see our proof of kinship first."

After I finished dealing with Big John's matter——I feel comfortable calling and scolding——

After that, the playboy dad who stood in front of me spoke again. He looked like he had experienced a lot of wind and rain, and he didn't even change his expression in the face of my overjoyed situation.

At most, it looks like a very fatherly love.

"Huh?" I looked at him suspiciously, and asked a question that tortured my soul: "You are the richest man in Gotham, right?"

"...?" He also showed a puzzled expression, but he still replied gracefully: "Judging from the current assets, I am indeed."

"That's it, no matter if I am or not, if you recognize me as a daughter, I will definitely take advantage of you and you will suffer. Then why am I in a hurry to confirm?"

I shrugged. The reason why rich people have money is because they are not too generous. As long as Bruce Wayne is not the kind of idiot who throws money all over the street when he sees everyone, I don’t think he will bring uncertain results Come and show me that you are not short of children.

As far as I know, Bruce Wayne has a total of four children, of which three are adopted and one is biological.

When Bruce Wayne personally admitted that person, not only the media in Gotham, but almost the entire United States reported overwhelmingly. There were even voting and lottery activities. The theme was similar to [Who will inherit the Wayne family? Home? 】【Bruce? Wayne's romantic? 】some type of.

I didn't draw any of them, damn it.

My own father also seemed to think that there was nothing wrong with my logic, so he fell silent strangely, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he said helplessly: "Then, I brought the blood relationship certificate, do you want to see it?"

"It's good to have a look." I briskly stuffed the phone into the pocket of the home clothes, and took two steps back so that my own father could enter the door.

This is how I, Roxy Wayne, and my real father met for the first time.

In less than two days, all my clothes, shoes, cosmetics and skin care products have been packed by the sent movers, and they are being piled up in boxes in my formerly disorganized apartment.And I'm doing final checks with my landlady.

As the boxes of things were slowly moved away, this small apartment that was once full of sundries slowly revealed its mottled original state underneath. The landlady, Mrs. Parra, was very old. When I rented this apartment, I even had nowhere to go, and the dormitories that were available for rent near the school were too expensive for me to rent with roommates.So I struggled a lot to find this remote apartment that I could afford.

At that time, the landlady seemed to see that I was so desperate that I almost built a shed under the overpass to study.

So I rejected the male classmate who seemed to be richer than me, and brought me back to this apartment as if doing charity, and rented this small suite to me.

During the three years of studying in university, I have been taken care of by the landlady in every possible way. She would put a cup of hot milk for me at the door when I was rushing to finish my thesis in the middle of the night. I bring gifts, and here I am taken care of like a baby.

If it wasn't for Big John, my college life would have been perfect.

"I heard you're moving back to Gotham." The landlady said worriedly, "The security there is really not that good."

"My father submitted the transfer application for me. Although the law and order in Gotham is not very good, the economics department of Gotham University is much better than the Pheasant University I am studying now."

I shrugged, but I myself maintained a 4.0 GPA in college.

Although it is not too difficult to maintain such a score in this pheasant university with no academic masters, and I did not perform well when I took the SAT test, the real level is still above this.

"That's true." The landlady looked at the emptying of the boxes kindly, with a sad expression between her eyebrows and eyes: "When I first saw you, you looked malnourished... now They are already able to support themselves on their own, and even found their biological father."

Grass, the gentle landlady looked like she was about to cry.

Straight girls like me, patted the old lady on the shoulder at a loss, inside the house.

It looked empty, not much different from when I moved in.After all, the landlady has experienced parting many times, she quickly cleared up her emotions, her gentle blue eyes glanced casually in the room, and she terminated the lease contract with me.

I boarded the plane to Gotham with a lot of emotion-although I don't know why New York and Gotham are so close to each other.

Time passed quickly, and after the plane landed and exited the customs, I saw a not tall but handsome top single man standing near the airport at a glance.

Don't think too much, he is my brother in the legal sense.

As for why I recognized him, it was because half a month ago, he had been crowned the most beautiful policeman in the United States. I was almost far away from me, and an American girlfriend once called and screamed at his ass. Then he became our second man who never regretted sleeping once in his life.

"Roxy! Roxie!" My adoptive brother, whose ass I coveted once, waved at me without knowing it: "Here!"

I'm guilty, I admit it.

In order to suppress the sins on my body, I raised the mobile phone in my hand, and gave a vicious glance at the man with closed eyes on the screen saver, severely suppressing my heart that was about to move.

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