"Lao Diao, otherwise, let's go back to my hometown." Sister-in-law looked at Lao Diao and finally summoned the courage to say this sentence, which had been held in her heart for several months.

It has been ten days since Lao Diao was discharged from the hospital. He has been recuperating at home. Although he has saved his life, his injuries and bones are not good for a hundred days, not to mention that his abdominal organs have been damaged.

"Go back to my hometown, I still have to work with Mr. Gao." Lao Hao gave the Diao sister-in-law an angry glance, and said, "What do you know about this girl?!"

Lao Diao often said: "What do you know, a girl, but when I said this sentence before, I became so angry that I would say this sentence now, and my voice is a little bit cottony.

"I know that I should give back to Mr. Gao, but Mr. Gao doesn't need you to give back anything now. I think we came to the Imperial City to build a big house for our family and let the dolls have money to study. Now we have them all, and we still There is a house in the imperial capital, which is long enough. You know that Zu Changle, otherwise, let's go back to the hometown." The sister-in-law ironed the suit to the old lady while talking.

"What do you know? Don't say it!" The old snorted with a fierce voice: "Hurry up, the cars are waiting outside."

The sister-in-law sighed and shook her head helplessly, and put the ironed suit on the old hanging. She knew she couldn’t hold back the old hanging. Besides, she was a woman of a woman’s family, that is, tidying up these little things at home. The development of such a major event is all made by her man.

If she didn't say it, she wouldn't say it.

"You've been working hard." Lao Diao stayed at home for a year, and his temper increased. After the Diao sister-in-law waited for him to put on the clothes, he glanced at the Diao sister-in-law and frowned and blamed: "I asked the fat man to buy it for you. Where's your clothes? Haven't you put them on?"

I knew that today was his comeback dinner. When Gao Leng called him to talk to him, Lao Hang was very moved. He was just a fellow who followed Gao Leng. He had no less money during his illness, and the medical expenses were a penny. Without asking him to pay, the two children still live in Gao Leng's house all year round and are looked after by Gao Leng's housekeeper. Unexpectedly, when he came back, Gao Leng even gave him a grand dinner.

In Lao Hang's memory, it is extremely rare for Gao Leng to hold a private dinner.

This kind of friendship does not necessarily exist in brothers.

Fatty had prepared clothes a long time ago. After all, the people who came were all with a face and a face, and they couldn’t lose a share. He also tailored several sets of dresses for the hanging sister. A set of atmospheric dresses. Without that temperament, a set of Chanel is even stranger. The last thing I locked was a set of large-style cheongsam, a very classical one. It was very elegant and didn't pick people. It was also given a jade bracelet.

"I won't go..." The sister-in-law of Diao stepped back with some embarrassment and stretched out her hand. She spread her palms up, and saw that her palms were full of cocoons, and they were dark: "My hands are not clean. It’s weird to wear jade bracelets like this. Why are you going there? There should be a lot of celebrities there. I’m ashamed of you."

"You girl knows what a fart!" Lao Diao's eyes widened, they were as big as bull's eyes, and her sister-in-law shivered in fright. Based on her experience with Lao Diao for so many years, Lao Diao went crazy. Her throat shook her calf: "Hurry up! Change clothes! Where are so many words!"

The sister-in-law was so frightened that she took her clothes into the room and quickly changed them out. He whispered: "This dead old man has been in the hospital for so long, and his temper is getting bigger and bigger... How can I be embarrassed when I look like this? Some big bosses..."

As soon as he left the house, the driver hurriedly got out of the car. After seeing Lao Diao, he was stunned for a while and then bent over: "Master Diao, then...that...are you sitting in the co-pilot or?"

With that, he stretched out his hand to help the old hanger.

Lao Diao was in a wheelchair. This surprised the driver who came. I originally thought that since Master Diao could go out of the mountain, it must be all well, but I didn't even think that he was still in a wheelchair.

"No need, I'm heavy, you have no strength, my wife, you put the wheelchair away for me and put it in the trunk." The old hanger supported the back seat with one hand and put the other on the hanger's neck. The height of Mi Baji, plus a bit of strength, is strange to say, the sister-in-law can actually hold it, so she numbly moved the old hanging to the back seat.

The two cooperated tacitly.

"Master Diao, you haven't recovered yet, why are you in a hurry to get out of the mountain so soon? Isn't Mr. Gao anxious to ask you to come out to help?" Along the way, the driver asked, he and the old Diao had known each other for many years, and said Get up, he is more advanced than Lao Diao Xingsheng Magazine, but he is nowhere near as caring about work as Lao Diao. No, now one is the Diao Master of Starlight Group and the other is a driver. But the old man has no airs, so the driver can talk to him easily.

"President Gao wants me to rest for another year. I don’t want me to go out of the mountains. I really can’t stand it anymore. I’m going to spend my time at home. Besides, there’s a shortage of people now. I think Mr. Jane is too tired. Come out to help. I didn’t think that Mr. Gao would actually host such a big dinner for me, hehe." Lao Hang couldn’t help laughing, and touched his leg: "I guess it’s safer to sit in a wheelchair for half a year, but I It’s better to stay at home to recover than to stay at the company to recover, and you can still hold hands. The wheelchair is a wheelchair, and it’s not a problem. The wheelchair still talks about cooperation with others."

Master Diao is Master Diao. Today's Lao Diao speaks quite vigorously and confidently.

"The wind blows him in the past, and there are still dreams that have not been realized. Nothing, nothing, and there is a future!" The old hanging said again, he opened the window and felt the comfort of the wind blowing on his face. Like an eagle that has been imprisoned for too long, it can't wait to fly high.

"Yo, Lord Hanging, you can still write poetry." The driver laughed haha.

Sister-in-law Diao was a little at a loss. She didn't understand what Lao Diao was talking about, but she knew that it was a poem, and her own man could also read poems, which made her heart secretly happy. She looked at Lao Diao’s hand with a medicine mark on it. , Quickly took out the paper and wiped it for him. She is a rough woman, her palms are black and can't be cleaned, it's okay, a man can't do this, a man does big things.

When I got out of the car, Gao Leng laughed towards the car from a long distance. Jian Xiaodan stepped forward to greet him, followed by the fat man and the executives and staff of Xingsheng Group. There are a few artists who came early, Lin Zhi is also there.

"Lao Lao Lao, Lao Hang, otherwise, I won't go down..." The sister-in-law was very nervous, stretched out her hand to grab Lao Hang's hand, and when she looked outside, her eyes were about to fall out: "That is Lin Zhi? Oh my goodness, that's...Oh, that's also a TV show, what's it called? So many big stars! I, I, I still can’t go on, I..."

"What's the ink?" Lao Diao glanced at Diao's wife, first his tone was tough, and then a little softer: "If you don't go down, I will go to the bathroom for a while, who will serve me?"

In a word, the sister-in-law didn't speak anymore, she thought, too.

Yes, if I don’t serve him, I can’t ask these stars to serve him, right? Those who serve tea and pour water, especially when going to the bathroom, I bite the bullet and have to accompany my man in, I thought, I got out of the car quickly.

Seeing her trembling with nervousness, Lao Xiao still looked like she got out of the car to get a wheelchair, and smiled slightly.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Gao sneered and stretched out his hand to pat his shoulder vigorously. He just raised his hand, thinking that he hadn't recovered, and quickly put it down.

"Lao Diao, you are out of the mountain so soon, really no longer raise it?" Gao Leng bent over and attached to Lao Diao's ear and asked, "Can you still carry it?"

"I can bear it. I'm at home every day and I'm about to jump off the building. I want to work with you right away. Boss, just tell me. Those people who came today are something I can deal with. There is President Jian, your connections can share the burden with me, and give them to me while I am out of the mountain banquet. I, I will sleep in the company these few days." The old man said, patted his leg: "If you are After everything is restored, it will take three to five years, three to five years! If I don’t come out to work, then it’s really useless."

Gao Leng took a look, anyway, persuading Lao Hao to rest for a year or two and persuaded him many times, it was useless. The outing banquet is set up, then listen to the old hanger, when the time comes to give him less work, it is really not good to hold him at home every day, so Gao Leng laughed and turned around to face everyone, and said loudly: "Everyone, old hanging out of the mountain, welcome!"

"Master Hanging!"

"Master Hanging, look good!"

"Master Diao, you can be regarded as returning!"

Several old guys from the Xingsheng Group yelled and laughed.

"These friends don't know Lao Diao, let me introduce him. This is Lao Diao, my high-cold iron buddy. This is Diao's wife, my sister-in-law." Gao Leng pointed his finger at Lao Diao. And Diaosao, introduced. After all, there were several artists who came out to welcome him, and some friends who had only met recently.

"Old hanging, hello, I am JOJO."

"Hello, Lord Diao, they all say that you are a tiger general under Gao Leng, and you have been admiring your name for a long time."

The crowd came around, and the old crane laughed and shook hands with everyone. He hadn't been out of the mountain for a long time, and he was not unfamiliar. Besides, he was Gao Leng's life and death brother. The accident made the old hanger understand what he was in Gao Leng's mind. Status, naturally full of confidence.

Lao Diao stretched out his hands and shook hands one by one, but the voice of communication has lost the full confidence of the past. In the end, the body is weak, and after a lap, a layer of fine sweat has appeared.

"Why are you still in a wheelchair? Are you lame?"

"I heard it was a car accident, it's not all right yet."

Some people who don't know Lao Hang very much were surprised when they saw that they got out of the car and had to take a wheelchair. When they chatted for a while and walked away for a drink, they started talking.

"Oh, Lord Diao still has to sit in a wheelchair, can't he carry his body?"

"Who knows, but then again, there must be a blessing if you don't die in a catastrophe. It's pretty good to be able to recover in such a short time, but I just don't know if I can work like before."

People who know the old Starlight Group also whispered.

The old hangings of today are indeed very different from the old hangings of the past.