Godly Stay-Home Dad

    Zhang Han furious and Qiao Luoluo broke up and found Lin Jie with a few brothers that night.

    Along the face of Lin Jie’s smiling face, he also interrupted Lin Jie’s arm. The matter was crushed by Zhang Han’s father Zhang You, but it didn’t last long, less than a month, Zhang Han’s The parents were missing, and the second uncle Zhang Nan was in the upper position. Not long after, many people led by Lin Jie began to make trouble, causing Zhang Han to be driven out of the family.

    Had it not been later seriously injured by Dong Hukeng and left Beijing, if it was not later jumped to the cliff, Zhang Han would not accidentally enter the Immortal Cultivation sector, and would not become the famous Hanyang Immortal Monarch.

    After reading the news from Qiao Luoluo, Zhang Han just smiled lightly.

    Now these people have no connection with Zhang Han, even if it is said that Zhang Han will not have any mood swings, but this Qiao Luoluo, really has perseverance, the news is more than five years, even special and boyfriend Going to bed, it’s no one.

    After reading these messages, it feels like watching a movie. It’s really a life like a play, it’s all about acting!

    Just open the mailbox, Zhang Han found another scene more interesting.

    The inbox of the mailbox is also like the case of Qiao Luoluo. A long piece was sent by a person named Li Fan. After reading the information, Zhang Han couldn’t help but shook his head.

    "Is there? I am Li Fan, the agent of Xue Qian. ”

    "Hello Mr. Hanyang, are you here? Your penguin software has set up a refusal to add friends, I can't add you. ”

    "Sir, when you have time, add my number, 6636XXXX, or call me."

    ___________, Esq., Have you seen my mail? Sir, please reply me, I want to talk to you about the actor song. ”

    "My God, sir, it’s been two days. Why are you still not here?"

    "Please reply, ask for a reply, ask for a reply, God, when are you going online, reply me quickly."

    "Brother, brother, big brother, brother, younger brother must be anxious to die, and I will burst when I wait."

“……”

    A long e-mail, Li Fan's language reveals a strong resentment.

    Zhang Han is puzzled. He has set the price himself. What else should he do so urgently?

    After thinking about it, Zhang Han did not add him or call him and responded directly to an email: "What?"

    After replying to Zhang Han, I wanted to turn off the software. Now, after two o'clock in the morning, even if Hong Kong's nightlife is very rich, most people are sleeping.

    It's just a surprise that when Zhang Han's mouse is just closed where the software is closed, a message coming to the mailbox is prompted in the lower right corner.

    "Mr. Hanyang, is that you? Finally, you have shown up! Great, please add my penguin account XXXXXXX. ”

    Zhang Han took a look at the account, searched directly in the search bar, and clicked Add friend.

    At the other end, Xue Qian's home.

    Xue Qian was not in a hurry for the first two days, but gradually, one day and two days, Zhang Han still did not reply, and he began to worry.

    It’s hard to ask a good song, let alone the fine work in the fine work of this actor, which is in line with his ideas.

    Seeing him also followed the urgency. Li Fan was very helpless. Hanyang was a good temper. After investing in the mailbox, he didn’t even look at it.

    So this day, he was insomnia.

    I stared at the mailbox in the middle of the night, and even if I didn't do anything, it was visually exhausted. Until one o'clock in the morning, Li Fan was a bit worried and clicked on a movie that was released soon.

    "Oh…"

    As soon as two o'clock, Li Fan yawned and muttered: "Hanyang, why didn't he appear? Hey, wait for this movie to watch, I went to sleep, so tired, tired, So sad, oh."

    During the conversation, Li Fan grabbed the carbonated drink on the table and sipped a swig.

    Suddenly, a message was sent to the bottom right corner of the screen. Li Fan blinked and saw the clear word 'Hanyang'.

    'Puff puff….'

    Li Fan's eyes squirmed, and all the drinks in his mouth were sprayed out on the computer, on the keyboard, on the body, on the floor, all.

    But Li Fan didn't care about it at all. He sat up in an instant and had no sleep.

    I rushed back to an email, and after a few seconds, the prompts applied by the software friend sounded up.

    "Ness! Yeah!

    Li Fan shouted a fist and hurriedly agreed to a friend's application and opened the chat dialog. Li Fan was very excited to type and ask:

    "Mr. Hanyang, is that you?"

    "Oh no, I mean, is that song written by Mr. Hanyang?"

    "Mm."Zhang Han replied with a word.

    "Mr. Hanyang, you are very good, and the songs written are very good."

    "Oh."

    Eh
Does he like typing chat?

    Seeing such a simple answer, Li Fan thought a little confused, so he typed and asked:

    "Mr. Are you convenient now? Can I call you to talk about the song in detail? ”

    After a minute, Li Fan felt that the time was very slow, the second was like the same year, and there was some cranky thought in mind. Doesn't Hanyang like to communicate with others? Or is it too late to disturb him to rest? Is it that I take the liberty to call the phone number, he is not happy?

    In Li Fan's brain, finally, a call was made in the dialog box.

    Li Fan saw the phone number and felt a shock. He quickly took out his mobile phone and pressed a string of phone numbers.

    Li Fan closed his eyes when he was about to call, and took a deep breath, and spit it out. His heart was excited and embarrassed, and he dialed the phone number.

    On the first floor of the restaurant, Zhang Han took a beer from the refrigerator, opened the drink and took two to sit back in front of the computer. After seeing the information, he sent his phone number.

    Soon, the phone rang and Zhang Han picked up the phone.

    "Hello, is Mr. Hanyang?"Li Fan asked very cautiously.

    It's me.

    "Nice! Finally contacted you, that, Hanyang is your pen name? I don't know what Mr. called…"Li Fan said very excitedly.

    "Zhang Han."

    "Mr. Zhang is good, we have seen your songs, very good, we decided to buy them, but the price…"Li Fan's tone is somewhat hesitant.

    "On the money."Zhang Han interrupted without waiting for Li Fan to finish.

    "No, I don't mean that. I mean, you are writing a full copyright transfer. The way of this kind of transaction is not suitable for you. Otherwise, I don't know which city Mr. Zhang is. Can we pass? Let's talk face to face? Xue Qian He also wants to see you, want to study and study the song, and strive to present the perfect state of this song. Do you know that Mr. is convenient to meet? "Li Fan sorted out the thoughts in her heart.

    "also."Zhang Han thought about it and replied: "I am in Hong Kong. If you want to come over, come over."

    "Hong Kong? God!Li Fan suddenly screamed and said, "Great, we are also in Hong Kong. I don't know where Mr. is in Hong Kong?"

    "Crescent Bay."

    "oh my god! Sir, we are now at Crescent Bay! This, this shows that we are too good! ”Li Fan said with amazement: "Where will we go to see you tomorrow?"

    "No time to."

    "Do not have time?"Li Fan sighed and said subconsciously: "We will not delay the gentleman's time, and it will be almost two hours."

    "There is no time tomorrow, let me talk about it the day after tomorrow."Zhang Han replied.

    "The day after tomorrow, then, then, what time do we go to visit?"Li Fan asked.

    "Morning or afternoon."

    "Oh, good, then let's go the day after tomorrow, when…"

    Li Fan said, suddenly heard the sound of a beep in the phone, the phone hangs?

    Although the phone was hung up, Li Fan was still not excited. He walked back and forth in the hall for several laps, and finally stood in the window and smoked a cigarette to calm down the excitement.

    This night, he is destined to sleep, and when he is excited, he wants to sleep, which is destined to be difficult.

……

    At 6:20 the next morning, Mengmeng woke up to the faint Zi Yan who slept.

    During the middle of the night, Zi Yan didn't feel well. She usually likes to sleep alone in bed, or Mengmeng, but it is a bit awkward with other people in a bed, even if she is familiar with Zhou Fei. of.

    After getting up and washing, Zi Yan took Mengmeng to the living room on the second floor, and Zhang Li and Zhou Fei also packed up in their rooms.

    Zhang Han heard the movement downstairs, got up and walked to the second floor, and Zi Yan was combing Mengmeng's hair and preparing for the scorpion.

    "Get up early, how did you sleep last night?"Zhang Han walked over and sat next to Mengmeng and looked at Zi Yan and asked casually.

    "Fortunately, the time is a bit short."Zi Yan replied.

    "Well, Papa, Mama is what I wake up."Mengmeng said with a big eyes.

    "Mengmeng has been so early, can still ask her mother to get up, so good."Zhang Han said with a chuckle.

    "Giggle…Mama still wants to sleep late, um, the sun father will shine and shine on the little ass. ”Mengmeng waved his little arm.

    "When you do, you can do it."Zi Yan smiled white and Mengmeng glanced at her. When she finished her hair, she suddenly showed a light expression and said nothing: "Oh yes, Mengmeng's hair was also beautiful yesterday. Are you giving it?"

    She subconsciously felt that Zhang Han, the five big three men, couldn't get a delicate and beautiful hairstyle.

    When Zhang Han was about to answer, Mengmeng’s little princess rushed back:

    "Oh, is the cute Mickey Mouse that my sister gave me."

    "Oh, Miss Sister, who is it?"Zi Yan's hand was slightly stunned, and the expression was ordinary, not salty and not light.

    "Hey, Miss Sister is, a young lady who comes to eat rice every day, that is, she always comes, always looking for Papa, and I have been to the Crescent Moon Mountain twice. Well, one has said it to Papa, and said that. Love you."Mengmeng replied earnestly while thinking about it.