Monarch Overlooking the Starry Skies

73. Chapter 73 He is my nephew (on)

    Outside the corridor.

    Han Dong chatted with Zhang Luoyu for a while, until Zhang Hao called and urged Zhang Luoyu to leave, and he looked deep into Han Dong before leaving.

    AHEM!

    Han Dong is speechless: "What is this?"

    The students in the corridor, either cheering or indulgent, even have a couple in the light of the day, the bright hands of the hands.

    The atmosphere is also easy for Han Dong.

    He was about to return to his class, and the phone suddenly vibrated. It was the call of the uncle Han Wenguang. He couldn’t help but pick up the phone.

    The uncle has a very good relationship with himself.

    Presumably, it is a martial arts teacher who is a martial artist. He is a three-product martial arts student. He has already entered the school, and even the two cousin Han Zehui is clear. But this can't be said directly, and I can't specifically tell the uncle to call.

    After reaching out to the martial arts world, Han Dong felt that this was not worth showing off.

    "Hey, uncle."He preached: "Da, I want to surprise you."

    Uncle's thick and low smile, from the phone: "Xiaodong, the uncle has long known that you have received the admission notice of Jiangnan University. It’s not a bad thing to turn into a martial arts student. You are right when you are holding your dad, how can you even scream at the uncle? ”

    Han Dong grinned and came to the corner at the end of the corridor: "Da Bo, in fact, because the practice of Wu is too close recently, I forgot to say goodbye to you."

    This is the truth.

    Recently, it is necessary to accept the whipping training of Ning Mo, but also to find gray air, practice piles, practice violent rain, and there are too many things, and there is no intention to consider the school news.

    "Haha, no problem."Dabo Han Wenguang continued to laugh: "Xiaodong, I will invite you to dinner alone at noon tomorrow, and your two cousins, if your aunt is free, come over." I will send you the address later. ”

    Han Dong Liandao: "My parents are also past?"

    Han Wenguang Yi Yi, casually said: "Don't tell your parents, this is the uncle who invites you to eat alone, to give you a congratulation."

    Han Dong responded and talked a few words before hanging up.

    After I have to, I have an unread text message. It is the address of tomorrow. It seems to be a hotel in Suhe City.

    Han Dong glanced back and returned to the classroom.

    Hmmm...

    "It's time to go to the teacher and continue to practice the technique."

    Han Dong looked at the seven classes of nostalgic nostalgia and left with a bag.

    Between subtle influences, his character has changed slightly, more powerful and direct, and there are few tangled entanglements.

    Study its roots.

    It is precisely because of the communication with the military's Hongshi, as the disciple of Ning Mo, the only hope of Zongmen's inheritance, Han Dong has a clearer understanding of his position.

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    Night falls.

    A block of bungalows on the banks of the Yuntong River.

    In the living room of a two-square-meter duplex bungalow, Han Wenguang’s face was full of excitement, his right hand clenched, and he patted the left palm from time to time.

    "Alright!"

    "Xiaodong is really good, I can actually enter the school!"

    Han Wenguang’s calmness and lack of wings left only the unsatisfactory joy and gratification, so that his cheeks were red.

    He is happy and too happy.

    They and their younger brothers have poor living conditions and have no chance to go to college. Their college dreams are placed on the next generation.

    That is a sincere hope and a pure wish.

    "Xiaodong this child, I thought it would be very good, and actually admitted to the Jiangnan school."

    Han Wenguang took out his mobile phone and whispered a whisper. He flipped back and forth two pictures of 'Jiangnan University Admission Certificate' and 'High School Scores' on the screen, and the eyes flashed in the eyes.

    After you have to.

    He called: "Hey, Xiao Liu, right?" The last time I asked your public coupe, is there still in the store? ”

    "Oh, good."

    "There are two existing cars, right?" I will pay you the full amount tomorrow, but I will settle down in the name of my nephew...Right, give a gift to your child, haha, you will leave one for me, I will pass tomorrow morning. ”

    Han Wenguang’s smirk sound echoed in the living room.

    After the call was hanged up, a middle-aged woman carried a fruit plate and rested on the sofa table in front of Han Wenguang. She said coldly: "So like Han Dong, you simply give the company to the child."

    Crouching.

    The fruit plate slammed on the glass table and gave a harsh sound.

    The middle-aged woman sighed and shook her head. She returned to the bedroom two or three steps and slammed the bedroom door.

    despair.

    Han Wenguang blinked his eyes and did not speak. He lit a cigarette from his own.

    The air-conditioned cold wind blew and the smoke was lingering. His eldest daughter Han Zemin and his second daughter Han Zehui came to the living room.

    Daddy

    Han Zemin screamed.

    She is much fatter than her sister Han Zehui, her face is round and round, with a short hair, and her eyes are full of dissatisfaction.

    Han Zehui stood on the side and did not speak.

    "Sister, why bother."

    "The cousin Han Dong has a good relationship with our family. Dad wants to send it and send it."Han Zehui pulled the jeans pocket, but he kept these words in his heart.

    She is different from her sister.

    She is still a student of Suhe Normal University, but her sister has graduated and is responsible for taking care of the company.

    In the living room, silence shrouded.

    Han Wenguang smoked a cigarette and the eldest daughter Han Zemin frowned. The second daughter Han Zehui stood by the sofa.

    "Dad, you have to buy a car for Han Dong, and we don't object."

    Han Zemin frowned, staring at his father Han Wenguang: "Although we understand, but the public coupe is too expensive, more than 200,000, so plainly give him no reason?"

    Han Wenguang is silent.

    Han Zemin took a breath and continued: "Dad, you are talking."

    Hey.

    Han Wenguang took a deep breath and said: "Xiao Min, you don't understand. Dad and your uncle are real brothers. When we first entered the social work, we support each other and encourage encouragement. If you are not accompanied by your uncle, Dad does not have today. ”

    He is feeling deeply and is also sad.

    The brotherhood of blood is thicker than water, and there is no reservation for mutual help. After all, when he fades, he and Han Wenzhi both set up their own families, and they have had a hard time.

    If there is no family, even if the company is assigned to the second brother, why not?

    Daddy

    Han Zemin bit his teeth: "Yes, but the company also needs money."

    Hey.

    Han Wenguang took two cigarettes and the sound became heavier: "In these years, it is not easy for your uncle to pass. Dad, as a big brother, didn’t help, your uncle never bothered to have our family...But you have to know that we are brothers, we are brothers. ”

    "You have a boyfriend and let him go to the company as a supervisor. These dads know."

    He paused and finally said: "When you grow up, you must consider the future and worry about the ownership of the two companies. But this company belongs to you after all. Is it worthwhile for Dad to spend some money and send a gift to Xiaodong? ”

    Han Zehui grinned and blinked.

    She had a very good impression of her cousin Han Dong. Especially in the last KTV incident, it was obvious that the cousin had already had initial contact with the society and had good ability.

    Moreover.

    Dad has money, and wanting to spend money to give gifts is the freedom of Dad. As a daughter, she has no reason to obstruct.

    But Han Zemin, who is a sister, doesn't think so.

    "Dad, you are crazy!"Han Zemin shivered and shouted: "The company is negotiating a cooperation. If you can sign part of the renovation project of the high-rise residential building, it is a tens of millions of big orders."

    "I ran around every day, and I was crazy about money."

    "The high Dong can't see it at all, let you go and find it twice, and it didn't work. Right now there is a good opportunity to send some money to Zhang, maybe it will be. ”

    Han Wenguang squinted and silently smoked.

    Han Zemin hurriedly said: "Do you have to send Han Dong such a expensive car in full? More than 200,000, and the full amount, I have to manage at least 300,000 here, the company has no money on the account, what do you want me to do? ”

    Han Wenguang smashed cigarette butts, his voice was low: "Enough."

    Han Zemin’s fat face is flushed, and he is angry: “Han Dong is not admitted to the Jiangnan Academy. What is great? His family is not without money. I want the car to buy it myself. Why do we let our family buy it for him? ? ”

    In an instant.

    Han Wenguang, who had a white hair, had a red face and suddenly stood up. The right hand was violent, and he grabbed the glass fruit plate and fell on the living room floor.

    Hey!

    When the delicate fruit plate is broken, it is broken, it is smashed, and it sounds crisp and cracked. The apple white pear on the top also splashes on the floor.

    Just shut up.

    Han Wenguang pointed to the eldest daughter Han Zemin, revealing the momentum of the vertical and horizontal shopping malls, and powerful: "He is my nephew, I spend my own money to buy gifts for Xiaodong, you need to dictate?"

    ssss...

    Han Zehui was shocked and barely leaned on the sofa, her heart trembled. She had never seen her father so angry.

    Daddy

    Han Zemin licked his chest and said: "What are you doing? What fire? ”

    Han Wenguang stared at Han Zemin and angered and laughed: "Tomorrow will give me time to give me a face to congratulate Xiaodong. If you don't go, just roll me out of the house and never want to inherit my company. ”

    "Remember."

    "That is my company, not yours! I am not old yet, are you here? At least tens of millions of net assets of the two companies are not enough? Still not enough? ”

    He is a bit chilling.

    The results of my own struggle for so many years have only been taken out a little bit, and I have been so cold-eyed by my wife and daughter. If it is old, what is it?

    KA-CHING!

    The bedroom door is pushed open.

    The middle-aged woman hurried out and whispered comfort: "So something, fire, you don't hurt your body." Xiaomin Xiaohui, quickly apologize to your father. ”

    Pa

    Han Wenguang took a palm shot on the sofa table, and the palm of his hand turned red: "Is this a trivial matter?" Han Huimin Do you think this company is yours, and the money I spend is your money? ”

    The middle-aged woman said: "I have done it, the child is still young, what do you care about with her."

    "Smirk!"

    Han Wenguang sneered and turned back to the bedroom.

    For so many years, he has been jealous of the second brother Han Wenzhi, who feels that he is not helping. Since I can't help my second brother, I will be better for my child Han Dong.

    ssss...

    Han Wenguang ignited the second cigarette, silently leaning against the bed, and his eyes seemed red.

    This time, when the child Han Dong was admitted to the school, how can I send a gift?

    This time, he made up his mind to break the iron, no longer weigh the attitude of his wife and daughter, no longer consider any factors, no one can stop his congratulations to the nephew Han Dong - no one can do it.