After the big boss is reborn at full level [Comprehensive]

For the [-]-year-old Long Ge, going out for business for a few years actually doesn't have much impact on him, so it's up to him how to live.

One day, while drawing the sketch in his hand, he complained: "Recently, Qingxue didn't know what happened, and launched a campaign to find track and field talents. A master of medals, I don’t know how the rumors spread.”

While writing Brother Long's homework, Atobe raised his eyebrows: "Why, are there any hidden runners besides you in your school?"

Brother Long snorted: "Well, although it is easy to run at high speed if you master the skills, I think that even if there are any hidden masters in the school, they should not be able to outrun me."

When he was 13 years old, he was able to beat a flying stiff man with a pair of legs in a ghost mercenary mission.

Atobe deeply agrees with this. They were partners when doing that task, but when the monster appeared, the speed at which Ryoma turned and ran made Atobe dumbfounded. At that time, he was already a nine-star source orc. Zhu Lili, he was thrown more than ten meters away by the 14-year-old Long Ge!

Really calm on the face, panicked in the heart, and finally ran faster than a dog.

If this kid hadn't been captured by the metaplane back then, and civilization No. 1 hadn't come to invade, I'm afraid the name Echizen Ryoma would have been recorded in the history of track and field.

Mentioning the dark history of the past, Brother Long stretched out his foot and kicked Atobu, the strength was neither light nor heavy, Atobe didn't take it seriously at all, he just grabbed his foot and put it on his thigh, and pinched his foot.

"My grandfather returned home yesterday, and it's his birthday today. My father and mother have already prepared a banquet for today. I have already said hello to Lunzi's mother. You can change your clothes and go to the banquet with me later."

Atobe thought for a while and reminded him: "Have you prepared the medicine yet?"

Brother Long nodded, and retracted his feet: "It's already done, you let Grandpa Xinying drink a bottle of health care products for lowering blood pressure every night before going to bed, wrap it up for a month, don't pinch it, itches!"

Atobe paused, and the corner of his mouth twitched, reminding Brother Long: "My grandfather has low blood pressure."

The old man has always paid attention to health and fitness. Now in his 60s, he insists on brisk walking for at least an hour a day and swimming for two hours the next day. If it weren't for heart disease and low blood pressure, Grandpa Xinying's body is stronger than many young people today.

Brother Long: "...Then just wait, I'll go and change the packaging of the medicine."

As he said that, he dragged out a box from under the sofa, and Atobu took a look at it, and saw that the box was festive in color, with gold characters on a red background, and on it there were flying dragons and phoenixes [[-]-year-old brand, the world's number one antihypertensive drug! 】The words.

How should I put it, this is exactly like the packaging of a certain health care product for the elderly!

But Longma reached out and wiped it, and the antihypertensive drug was changed to "An Mian Oral Liquid".

No, if this thing is delivered to his grandfather, will his grandfather eat it?

Atobe made a black line. He didn't doubt that Ryoma, as a ruler-level druid, had attainments in pharmacology. In fact, if Ryoma's medicine was not assisted, Atobe would have been cold when he entered the pan-plane. There will be no chance of reaching the age of more than 5000 years.

But he was sure that his grandfather would never eat this stuff.

He snatched the box from Brother Long, opened the package and saw that there were [-] bottles of oral liquid inside, packed in small blue bottles. It looked very similar to a certain calcium supplement health product, but the appearance was not bad.

He sighed deeply: "I'll do the outer packaging, you continue to draw your comics, the editor of Sanshu will come to ask for the manuscript tomorrow."

Saying that, Atobe turned and left, Ryoma blinked, grabbed his homework and looked at it, well, today's Mandarin homework is a composition describing animals, Atobe wrote "Me and Himalayan Cat", the beginning is "My family has a big fat cat named Longzi. It is 3 years old this year. Longzi is a proud and mischievous cat. He often acts on a whim, but I love him very much..."

pull!Karubin is obviously 2 years old this year, and what happened to that "dragon son"?

#Okay, old man, are you happy now? #

Brother Long's mouth twitched. After finishing the composition, the strong sense of sight made Brother Long feel uncomfortable. He thought about it, wiped it on the notebook, and replaced all the words "Longzi" with "Scenery" fragrant".

Hmm, that looks much more comfortable.

That night, Atobe and Ryoma put on three-piece suits of the same style and different colors, and went to the Maybach on the left to grandpa Xinying's birthday party.

He handed a silver-gray rectangular gift box with dark patterns to Longma's hand: "When you see Grandpa, say happy birthday to Mr. Xinying, hand the gift to Uncle De, the housekeeper next to him, and say good evening to my parents, uncle and aunt." That's it."

Seeing Atobe teaching himself how to greet his family word by word, Ryoma inexplicably felt that he was being taken care of as a child. He nodded and looked surprised at Atobe in a brown suit.

"I thought you'd wear red, and don't you always wear hairspray to formal events?"

After all, Atobe's taste has always been so arrogant.

Atobe shook his head, and tidied Ryoma's dark blue bow tie with the same color as his clothes: "Grandpa has never liked my dress to be too flamboyant, he always wanted me to be calm, and he didn't like the smell of hairspray, but I used to be a little ...Narcissistic, unwilling to listen to the old man's words in this regard."

So just wash your hair, no hairspray.

He stroked Ryoma's hair, a little proudly: "This bangs are well cut."

Ryoma felt that this was Atobe boasting of his craftsmanship in disguise.

The hair of both of them is a good material for alchemy, and it is impossible for others to get this kind of thing with personal information, so as not to be used by those who want to use it, so they cut each other, and then Ryoma will take the hair away to do it gadgets.

So the uncle is actually still narcissistic, but since he is so narcissistic, I don't care about him.

So that night, the Jibu surprised his grandfather, parents and mother.

Is that calm young man who doesn't dress gorgeously and arrogantly, but is low-key and elegant, doesn't even use hair gel, and doesn't even have a rose on his chest? Is their grandson/son? !

His face is still the same, and his clothes and manners are also elegant and decent, but it feels like he has calmed down in one breath, at least he is more than ten years old, what's the matter? !

In contrast, Grandpa Xinying, who sprays on men's perfume and tosses his whole body neatly and elegantly, looks like a handsome old man, looks more aggressive than his grandson.

But seeing many Atobes walking in front of him, bowing and saying "Happy Birthday, Grandpa", and then giving gifts, Grandpa Xinying and his son and daughter-in-law looked at each other, feeling a little relieved.

He nodded, took the gift box with his own hands, and saw his grandson pull out a handsome young man from behind.

"Grandpa, this is my partner Echizen Ryoma. He is Karubin, the original author of "Spike". He took care of the plot and painting of "Spike" by himself. He is very talented."

At the moment, Ryoma also honestly greets and gives gifts according to the instructions of the Atobu. Grandpa Xinying is in a good mood at the moment. Seeing this energetic and good-looking young man, it is rare to show a smile, and he is still a little excited .

This is Teacher Carubin... Although I knew he was not very old, it is really surprising that he is so small.

He nodded: "I've seen Echizen-kun's paintings, and his painting skills are No. 1 at your age."

Longma blinked and showed a pleasing and cheerful smile: "Thank you Mr. Xinying for the compliment, I will continue to work hard."

After a while, the lights of the banquet dimmed. Atobe stepped forward and spoke to all the guests into the microphone. The general content was to thank all the guests for coming to my grandfather’s birthday party. Once again, congratulations to grandpa for a happy birthday Yunyun.

But because the person who spoke had a good appearance, and he didn't have to pick up on his etiquette, posture, expression, and tone of voice, Ryoma saw that many people showed admiration, and many girls also stared at Atobu with stars in their eyes.

Ryoma looked at it for a while, and the corners of his mouth curled up, thinking that although the old man Keigo Atobe claimed to be much more plain than his youth, in his opinion, this guy was still very gorgeous and handsome.

This is probably the case with love. In other people's hearts, looking at the same face for thousands of years must have long been tired of crooked, but Ryoma has seen the face of the trace department for so many years, and I have seen him bruised all over because of exhaustion from fighting. Embarrassed, I saw him suddenly turn himself into an eighty-year-old man with white hair and half a toothless old man in a certain rise, and saw him smile in the sea of ​​fire as when we first met.

No matter what it looks like, feel happy.

Afterwards, Atobe followed his family to entertain guests, and was surrounded by many people to praise the young talent. Recently, the young master of Atobe's family started his own business, and it was spread in the upper circles. Everyone was watching Atobe's story It's a joke, but I didn't expect that he could really put up a company's shelf by himself, and now even the products have started pre-sale, and the momentum is quite good.

Therefore, the status of Atobe in the hearts of many people has also changed, and it has become the first choice for many families to marry.

Long Ma was not worried at all about being surrounded by a group of girls. He even gloated and observed the quality of the girls. This one has fair skin, that one has big eyes, and one has a raised butt.

Then Atobe's eyes were projected sharply through the crowd, and he gave Ryoma a look, to the effect of "Where are you looking, kid!"

Brother Long: "..."

Forget it, girl [strike out] don't watch the excitement, find a corner to eat buffet, he said to himself that the Jibu family is quite rich, and the food he has already eaten in his mouth includes foie gras Sauce, caviar, matsutake, Bresse chicken...

It’s just that the taste of this Italian white truffle is not as good as what he ate when he was in Sicily. It can be seen that the environment has been polluted with the development of the times, and even the ingredients are not as good as before.

After Atobe got rid of a bunch of entertainment and slipped to him, he leaned over and opened his mouth, signaling with his eyes.

Ryoma was silent for two seconds, and used a fork to fork a piece of Johnshire pudding that had not been touched from the beginning to the end, stuffed it into the uncle's mouth, and handed him a glass of juice by the way.

Atobe gulped down the juice. If anyone else was present, they would be surprised at the unimpressive behavior of the young master Atobe at this moment.

He breathed out: "That group of people is so annoying, I would rather go to the Isaac Gravity Tree for 72 hours of maximum intensity training than be surrounded by them."

"Well, since you enjoy the convenience brought by this birth, you have to bear the responsibilities and obligations that come with it." Ryoma wiped the blueberry jam from the corner of Atobu's mouth with a handkerchief.

Atobe snorted, his eyes softened, he rubbed his hair, and said softly: "Grandpa likes you very much, thank you for your hard work, I know you are not usually so honest."

Thinking of the "Jingxiang" in the composition, Longma replied modestly: "It's okay, I just play it off occasionally, and I still have to be polite in front of your elders."

The author has something to say:

small theater

Brother Jing: I was busy with socializing, and suddenly found that my wife's eyes were wrong.

Brother Long: Cooperating with you, you have been staring at me...

And, you never know, when you are touched, what did your family do @帝部大ye~