I, Tyrannosaurus rex, raise cubs online [Transmigration Book]

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Wei Jing moved out all his belongings, counted them carefully, and found out with great sadness: Except for this ID card, other things, such as mobile phones, passbooks, pink diamonds, cash, etc., are all the boss's. .

Even the dragon cubs belong to the boss, sosad!

Are you really going to run away?

Wei Jing was in hesitation. The 13 billion passbook hadn’t expired yet, so he couldn’t get it out. The 1000 million floating funds could be frozen by the boss at any time. The only safe fund was the 300 million that was converted into the little star. The problem was that it was so big that he couldn't take it all away.

How can he, a weak, pitiful, and helpless ordinary human being, survive in this dangerous world in peace?

The most important thing is that his online cub raising system must bind dragon cubs to do tasks in order to slowly accumulate points. Without points, there will be no [return ticket], and there will be no way to go home!

This is a vicious circle.

How to do?

Do you really want to agree to be a house filler or an empress in the palace for the boss?

He doesn't want to be exploded. Chrysanthemum.

Just when he was in trouble, the dragon cub came up to him and hugged the blingbling pink diamond: "Eat!"

"You little fool, you can't eat everything." Wei Jing rubbed his cheap son's head dumbfoundingly, and decided to take a gamble, "Student Xiaobao, if I am going to leave here, would you like to come with me?" Walk?"

Dragon Cub tilted his head and looked at him curiously: "Ah."

Wei Jing was silent, he really had a brain twitch to think that the brat could understand him.

"Eat." Dragon Cub suddenly put down the powder drill, and ran to the milk powder box on the other side with a whimper.

Wei Jingjiong: "..."

Well, after being reminded by the person involved, Qin Xiaobao, he had to face up to another serious problem: the exorbitant price of milk powder and the rations of the dragon cub were also provided by the big boss. Three meals are a problem.

The most urgent thing for him is to be financially independent as soon as possible!

Although money is not everything, but without money is absolutely impossible.

Although Mi Chong's life is relaxed and happy, but without his own small treasury, independent source of income, and insufficient strength to protect himself, this world will be difficult for the author's father!

Wei Jing sighed softly, and decided to have a good chat with the boss, first to clarify the secret love...

When he made up his mind to "set things right", the boss also made a major decision: do what he likes and cultivate his relationship first.

The wise and powerful boss still feels that his feelings for Wei Shiyi are not liking at all, but because he is too kind. A kind and good man takes in a fool out of sympathy, pity, and a little A little bit of curiosity, I want to see how many stupid things that kid will do to please him.

Therefore, it is still necessary to cultivate feelings.

Marriage is a major event in a lifetime, he can't rashly bind Wei Shiyi for the rest of his life when he doesn't like the other party, that would be really...too reckless for him!

With the same prudence but different moods, Wei Jing and the boss sat down in the living room, ready to have a good chat.

"I have something to tell you—"

"I have a decision to tell you—"

The two spoke at the same time, Wei Jing was startled, and quickly said, "You speak first."

The boss didn't show politeness to him, and continued to say, "Although I know you like me very much..."

The corner of Wei Jing's mouth twitched slightly: No, you misunderstood.

"But after thinking about it carefully, I don't like you." The boss continued slowly, "At this stage, you are like a novelty toy to me—"

Wei Jingjiong: Why do these words sound familiar?

As the boss spoke, he suddenly fell silent, and decided to go back and burn all the pink books that disturbed his thoughts.

Wei Jing glanced at him in confusion, and couldn't help but ask, "And then?"

The boss snorted softly: "So, don't worry about getting married. Let's register after I like you."

Wei Jing was taken aback for a moment, wondering if he had heard it wrong, and then, an indescribable surprise came to his mind: No need to get married?Very good!He doesn't have to worry about being exploded!

"You don't have to be too sad. Although you are not my wife now, your treatment in this family is still the same. You don't need to return the things I gave you before, just treat it as a gift from me."

After the boss finished speaking awkwardly, he turned his head to look at Wei Jing, paused, and continued: "Wei Shiyi, what did you want to say earlier?"

Wei Jing looked slightly stiff, what did he want to say?

Naturally, I want to clear up the misunderstanding of my secret love!

But judging from the current situation, it's fine if he doesn't clarify, but once he clarifies, it will be counterproductive.

Whether the boss likes him or not, he can't say it well, but after all, he won't be as light as the other party said, there must be some good feelings, after all, he is the author's father with infinite charm!

"I want to say, what you said is also what I want to say." He said as calmly as possible, "For things like feelings, just let the flow take its course, and the melon that is twisted is not sweet. Marriage is a major event in life. Two people in love The combination of joy and joy will lead to a happy and fulfilling life.”

The boss looked at him faintly, seeing his beaming eyebrows, obviously ecstatic, but still pretending to be calm, he snorted with some dissatisfaction: "So?"

"So——" Wei Jing keenly caught a hint of danger, changed the topic, and decided that it would be better to be sensible, "So I agree with your point of view, let's cultivate our relationship first."

Of course, before the so-called relationship is cultivated, he will work hard to be independent financially, have the power to protect himself, and guarantee that he can run away at any time without any worries.

If the situation is a little smoother, before then, 888 points will be collected.

Life is still beautiful, and there is hope.

Wei Jing thought silently, smiling warmly and brightly.

The boss nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, then you can step back first."

"Okay." Wei Jing happily responded, stood up, turned around, and immediately ran back to the master bedroom.

Boss: "..."

After Wei Jing returned to his room, he immediately moved out the middle volume of his "Learning and Reading with Pictures", and planned to finish reading the remaining two volumes early, and then start to develop his business, make money, and strive for financial independence!

An afternoon passed so quietly.

Until the dragon cub came up to him with the milk powder can in his arms: "Ba, ba, eat!"

"Hungry?" Wei Jing moved his stiff neck, and took the milk powder can from the little guy's hand with a smile, "Come on, Dad will make milk powder for you."

As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into the boss, and he greeted with a reddish face: "Looking for me?"

Almost at the same time, the boss asked, "Go make milk powder for your son?"

"En." Wei Wei nodded, and immediately saw that the boss was carrying a small gift box in his hand, a square box with a red ribbon tied with a bow.

"It's for you." The boss handed the box to him.

Wei Jing hesitated for a while, but didn't answer, and asked, "What is it?"

If it's too expensive, he has to think carefully about whether he can accept it. I didn't know that the boss's brain circuit was so fresh and refined. He collected money and gifts without any psychological barriers. Now the situation is more delicate. It's better to be cautious.

"Wealth-spreading boy." The boss seemed to answer the question out of question.

Wei Jing looked at him in bewilderment, blinked, and wanted to ask, but the other party took the milk powder can in his hand and replaced it with a small gift box, leaving only an inscrutable smile.

"This—" Wei Jing was speechless, staring blankly at the dragon cub happily lying on his father's shoulder, waving to himself, letting the boss carry him downstairs, and suddenly felt a particularly desolate feeling Come.

If one day he broke his face with the boss, would Dragon Cub say goodbye to him so heartlessly?

"Bah, bah." The dragon cub lying on the boss's shoulder spat out a bubble of saliva, his eyes were fixed on Wei Jing's direction, clearly wanting him to come with him.

It's a pity that its cheap father's IQ is off track at the moment, obviously failing to understand what it means.

"Hey!" Wei Jing sighed, opened the box in his hand, and saw that it was a light blue crystal bottle, a little bigger than his fist, with a narrow mouth and a cork on the crystal clear body. , with four words engraved with a special pattern: Sancai boy.

On the bottom of the crystal bottle, there is also a row of small characters clearly engraved: One Billion Gift, February 2053, 2.

There is no big guy's name, but there is a special totem, a cartoon version of Tyrannosaurus Rex, which is exactly the same as the logo on the luxury cruise ship Tyrannosaurus Rex, which cost 52 billion.

Wei Jing vaguely remembered one thing.

[What do you want cash for? ]

[I want to experience the pleasure of a boy who spreads money. ]

Is it—

The boss gave him this crystal bottle, because he wanted him to use it as a tip?

But there was not much cash left around him, besides, it was obviously inappropriate to hold banknotes in this bottle, right?Might as well change your wallet!

Wait a moment.

Speaking of cash, he actually still has... 300 million cash converted into little stars, which is placed in a fake crystal bottle worth 300 yuan!

Boss doesn't mean that, does he?

Wei Jing was instantly terrified.

The big guy went back and forth quickly, and the dragon cub in his arms had a bottle of soaked milk powder in his hand. The little guy hugged it like a baby, screaming "ah", "ah", and didn't know he was talking to it Dad said something.

The boss has a gentle expression, and sometimes responds with a few words, a harmonious picture of a father's kindness and son's filial piety.

Wei Jing watched with emotion and guilt for a while, if he really wanted to go his own way and abduct the dragon cub, he would feel like he would instantly become a big villain who destroyed other people's families.

"Do you like it, Wei Shiyi?" Seeing that he was looking far away, the boss lightly patted his cheek.

The warm touch remained on the cheek, and it took a long time to dissipate. Wei Jing came back to his senses, glanced at him a little flustered and embarrassed, and asked falteringly, "What is this crystal bottle for?"

"I pretended to be a tip for you." The big guy replied naturally.

Surprised, Wei Jing pretended to be calm and asked back, "Tips?"

The boss nodded slightly: "I think the little star should look pretty in this bottle, and it's very convenient for you to carry it with you."

Wei Jing felt distressed: "..." Oh no, he never thought of being such a prodigal!

"Oh, by the way, I haven't seen what a starry sky crystal bottle full of little stars looks like."

The big brother's casual words lifted Wei Jing's heart into the air again, he was so nervous that he almost had difficulty breathing: "That's it, it's actually not very pretty..."

"Oh? Really?" The boss looked surprised, with an innocent look that didn't know that the crystal bottle had been broken and eaten, and continued, "In this case, we have to take a look. If it is true It's too ugly, let's put it in another bottle, I still have a few antique vases over there..."

Wei Jing suddenly wanted to die, he stared anxiously at the mirror-like smooth ground, wishing he could find a crack to get in.

The boss hugged the dragon cub, stepped into the master bedroom unhurriedly, pretended not to see the glass bottle in the corner, and looked back at Wei Jing: "Wei Shiyi, where are the things, you lead the way."

Wei Jing: "..."

One knife in any direction, early death and early rebirth.

Three minutes later, the two stood in front of the imitation starry sky crystal bottle that obviously cut corners. The boss didn't say a word. Didn't find any difference.

"This 'crystal bottle' seems to be getting shorter?" The boss asked slowly.

Wei Jing almost couldn't bring himself to speak up, with a mournful face, wandering between voluntary confession and dying struggle, when he was about to confess, he heard the boss say again: "It's really not very good-looking."

A drop of cold sweat rolled down Wei Jing's forehead: "..."

"Wei Shiyi, I have a task for you." The boss turned around, with a gentle but dangerous smile on his face, "Little Xingxing here, let me give you a tip."

Wei Jing's mood couldn't be expressed in words: "..." He should be thankful that the big boss didn't recognize this is a low-quality imitation?Or should I feel sorry for this 300 million little star, who is about to leave my embrace?