Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

He slapped himself hard on the mouth, and after confirming the pain, Wu Bei pressed the answer button with trembling fingers, and immediately put it to his ear.

He didn't dare to make a sound, lest the other party would hang up suddenly.

"What's the matter, brat, being submissive is not like your character, shouldn't you be yelling at me at this time!"

His father's familiar loud voice reached his ears through the mobile phone.

Wu Bei shivered, and murmured in a low voice, "Dad, where have you been?"

He didn't realize it himself, but after asking this sentence, tears flooded like a bank bursting.

Wu Shihao laughed out of relief: "I have important things to do, and I really can't tell you clearly. Seeing that you are fine now, Dad can be completely relieved."

"Dad, is there anything we father and son can't talk about?"

Wu Bei growled in dissatisfaction.

Wu Shihao was silent for more than ten seconds, then sighed, "For your own good!"

"Then your body..."

Wu Bei asked again with concern.

"It can last for a while, you don't have to worry about it. Dad is going on a long trip. There are two things that must be explained clearly. First, try not to provoke the Aoxue Group. No matter what you do in the future, as long as you can avoid contact with Luo Xue Just don't touch, after all, it's Dad who's sorry for him!"

Wu Shihao exhorted in a deep voice.

"Well, as long as she's not mean, I'll ignore her!"

"Besides, take good care of every brother around you, most of the time they are wealth that you can't see!"

Wu Shihao continued.

"Dad, where are you going?"

"Do you hear me clearly?"

"Well, I remembered it!"

"Good son, I wish you luck and always be with you!"

"dad!"

After Wu Shihao said the last sentence, he fell silent.

When Wu Bei called the number again, the phone was turned off.

"why?!"

Wu Bei beat the steering wheel anxiously and angrily.

From childhood to adulthood, Wu Shihao was not considered a competent father.

During the years when Wu Bei needed his father's love the most, he was busy with his career and stayed away from home all day long. When Wu Bei grew up, he sent his son to the army without hesitation. Catch up with the old man getting sick.

Except for the time in the hospital, these two years, the father and the father basically didn't get along much.

After smoking a few cigarettes in a row, Wu Bei finally adjusted his mood. First, he sent Su Qing a long thank you message, and then asked her to have dinner at night, but Su Qing didn't respond, probably because he was busy with work.

Driving back to the warehouse, the huge signboard at the door had already been hung.

Looking at the big gilt characters of "Tiger Roaring Company", Wu Bei smiled happily.

In the first 20 years, he was expensive and knelt, which can be regarded as a mess. For the rest of his life, he will reshuffle the cards and find his former high-spirited self!

"Guokuo, my mother-in-law cooked mung bean porridge, do you want to get rid of it..."

As soon as the car was parked, Eleven ran over bouncing over with her teddy dog ​​named "Yuan Dan".

"Is it drinking or not!"

Luo Hu, whose face was painted white and green, stood at the door and corrected loudly.

"I said fight is fight!"

Eleven rolled his eyes in disdain.

"Ha ha!"

Wu Bei touched Eleven's little head, then looked at Luo Hu, cut his hair?

This guy shaved off the messy dreadlocks on his head, and now he has an abbot hairstyle, and he's just a jerk.

Luo Hu patted his shiny forehead, and winked at Eleven Fei in a coquettish way: "If you look ugly, you can save yourself from having your hair pulled by someone when you are beaten. It hurts too much. The most important thing is that ten A younger sister said that she likes masculine men."

"I like men not balls!"

Eleven pursed his lips, and said to Wu Bei in a very sensible way: "Guokuo, I'll wash the car for you."

"Thank you, there is a dress in the car for you!"

Wu Bei nodded his head with a smile. He passed by a clothing store just now and saw that there was an event going on. Wu Bei bought a skirt. It was originally intended to be given to Su Qing, but he saw that the clothes on Eleven had been washed. Bai, immediately changed his mind.

"yeah!"

Eleven excitedly gestured a scissors hand immediately, and couldn't wait to pull the door open.

Luo Hu pursed his lips on purpose to play cheap: "Guokuo, I want it too!"

"You want a papa, call it Jinlong, Shunzi, let's chat briefly!"

Wu Bei kicked his ass, and walked into the courtyard excitedly.

The yard was almost brand new, the walls were all painted clean white, and a few old tables and sofas were placed in the two controlled warehouses. Wang Shun drank water from a large bowl while Qi Jinlong snored on the sofa. Snoring loudly.

"Get up! Boss has a meeting!"

Qi Jinlong was not beaten enough and purposely ran to Qi Jinlong and yelled in Qi Jinlong's ear, so frightened that the latter got up and kicked him over with one foot.

Looking at his brother's bloodshot eyes, Wu Bei felt extremely distressed, but this was the only way to go.

"Claws, what are you talking about..."

At this moment, Eleven's terrified screams suddenly came from outside the door...