Chapter 180 PPAP

  September 5th, night, 21:00, in front of Fantasy Building.

   Zhao Song stopped in front of the bearded man with a sudden brake, and the fat fat man sitting in the passenger car looked out with a fierce look before turning his head and asking.

   "Which one?"

   Zhao Song took out a photo from his pocket and glanced at it, "The young one."

After   , the two of them pushed open the car door and got out of the car.

   glanced at the bearded man, Zhao Song did not say a word, he knew that in a year, Dell would fully enter the flower family. This person brought the fantasy marketing department to beat the world's number one Dell.

   But now, who cares.

   Looking at the young man behind the beard, Zhao Song asked cheerfully, "Liang Xiaopeng?"

  Liang Xiaopeng is Xiaoliang, of course he knows who the person in front of him is, the Tesla college student in his mouth.

   "It's me, what's the matter?"

   The dead fat man beside Zhao Song suddenly took a step forward, grabbed Xiao Liang's collar fiercely, and slapped him with a slap.

   "Sun Thief~ He's quite a recruiter!"

   Zhao Song looked at him with a smile, but his eyes were full of ferocity. He looked at Xiao Liang's swollen face and asked the bearded man, "This is your subordinate?"

   Bearded shook his head, "It's not a subordinate, it's an employee of the Fantasy Company. If the two of you don't explain things clearly today, this matter won't end so easily."

   "Yoha~" The dead fat man sneered, and then another big slap slapped Xiao Liang on the other face, "Of course it's not that easy to end, the man has already called the police, and these two slaps are counted together!"

   Seeing Xiaoliang's face turned into a pig's head, Zhao Song, who was ruthless, shrank his neck. This is the power of the aboriginal people in Kyoto, what a fantasy group, they even dare to surround the national ministries!

   Zhao Song looked at the bearded man with a smile, "It's definitely not that simple to end, the police will be here soon, I just don't understand one thing."

Zhao Song walked up to the bearded man, stared at him and said, "My name is Zhao Song, a student at the Kyoto Institute of Mechanical Engineering, the owner of Tesla, his parents are still alive, and he retired from work in the Dongji Oilfield. According to the older generation, at home, Three generations of poor peasants, the whole family has a name and a surname, all of which can be checked.”

   As he was talking, Zhao Song suddenly kicked Xiao Liang to the ground.

   "Business competition, it is understandable to investigate your opponents. I would like to ask, what are you doing, Cha Xiaoyu?"

   Zhao Song stretched out his hand and patted the dust on the bearded shoulder, tilted his head to look at him: "The fantasy of 80 billion, such a great prestige, check a 15-year-old girl who has no family, what do you want to do?"

   The bearded man was shocked when he heard the words, and turned his head to look at Xiao Liang who fell to the ground in disbelief.

   "Zhao Song, if I said that Fantasy did not instruct him to do such a thing, would you believe it?"

   "Faith!" Zhao Song nodded, took out the hearing aid from his ear canal, and said with a smile: "Isn't it a discount for disabled people? Compared to your national high-tech enterprise's subsidy, it's only worth a few dollars."

  The bearded man was silent.

Zhao Song no longer paid attention to him and looked at Liang Xiaopeng, who was sullen on the ground. "Boy, according to the Public Security Administration Punishment Law, anyone who peeps, secretly takes pictures, eavesdrops, or spreads other people's privacy will be detained for not more than five days or fined not more than 500 yuan; if the circumstances are more serious, You can be detained for not less than 5 days but not more than 10 days, and you can also be fined not more than 500 yuan, but now we suspect that you are conspiring against an underage girl, that is another matter! The police will be here soon, and the lawyer I hired at a high price will also It's coming soon, but I hope the Fantasy Group can save you."

  …………..

   It was already two o'clock in the night when I came out of the police station.

   "Zhao Er." Fatty put down his phone and came to his side, "I found out, the part of the Drum Tower has been a player since he was a child. Good (four times) to beat the old man."

   Zhao Song had a headache, "Brother, I don't understand what people say."

   Fatty Fatty grinned and said, "That's a lecher, I guess he saw Xiaoyu when I was investigating you!"

   Zhao Song looked back at the police station, "Brother, that **** came out after five days of being dead. Do I have to find a bodyguard for Xiaoyu?"

   Fatty Fatty nodded, "Find someone to watch for a few days. When that kid comes out, I can practice with him again!"

   "Fat brother, thank you!"

  The dead fat man waved his hand to stop a taxi, and before getting into the car, he smiled at Zhao Song: "The man is here for the light rain, what does it have to do with you!" After that, he got in the car and left.

   Zhao Song pouted, and when he met a cute girl like Xiaoyu, a man was either a hero, like a dead fat man, or a devil, like that Xiao Liang!

   At this time, the bearded man stepped forward and said, "Zhao Song, our company is also very surprised by this kind of thing. Here I apologize to you on behalf of the company."

   As expected of a business elite, he is very sincere in his hypocritical words.

"Thousands of reasons can't cover up the truth that he is an employee of your company!" Zhao Song looked at him with disdain, and several times he recklessly pinched him as a little grasshopper. "If it hadn't been for kicking you, there would have been a lot of trouble, and if I wasn't afraid that many people would be unhappy, I'd take people to your company tomorrow to make a fuss!"

   Looking at the unhappy bearded man, Zhao Song said unhurriedly, "It's a big group and a big company, you have to pay attention to the impact!"

After   , Zhao Song turned around and left, ignoring the gloomy face behind him.

   Just slapped him in front of his face just now, even if he offended him to death!

   As a business person, how can anyone be as hard-working as Zhao Song? Even if it is a small grasshopper, Tesla now has many ways to disgust and die.

   However, Zhao Song is in a convulsion again, the text is definitely going to go, but he will come to the martial arts first.

   As for Wen's, since he is afraid that the big leader will be unhappy, he can only aggrieve the little leader of his mother's family.

   It was almost three o'clock in the morning when we rushed back to Xiagou Village.

   As soon as he parked the car on the side of the road, Zhao Song saw Xiaoyu's haggard face in the guard hall at the intersection of Xiagou Village.

   hurriedly stepped forward, "Why don't you go to bed and come here, Master Lu?"

   Uncle Lu exhaled, "Little girl is waiting for you, don't say anything if you ask her what happened."

   Zhao Song took Xiaoyu's hand, "It's okay, Master Lu, I'm causing you trouble."

   Uncle Lu waved his hand, "I wish I had someone to accompany me!"

   rubbed Lianshun's head, Zhao Songcai and Xiaoyu walked to Youjia together.

   "Brother, is it because of me?"

   Zhao Song shook his head and nodded again, "Xiaoyu, there is a brother here!"

   The most fortunate thing for him is that he has been struggling since his rebirth, and he has met so many people from all walks of life. When he once adopted Xiaoyu, all the things he worried about can be easily solved with his current ability.

   What he regrets the most now is to gently put Mr. Qi's family down. The house is very valuable, but Xiaoyu's anger will not come out until the demolition takes place in ten years, which is too long.

   As for the old man in business... That man has the ability to provoke a menopausal deputy director, oh, now it's the right time, so you have to be able to endure it, it's not up to Zhao Song to do anything.

   "Brother, I went to deliver meals to Aunt Wen two days ago, and I saw someone sneakily asking about you at the street committee, so I got into a fight with him."

   "A fight started?" Zhao Song looked at her blankly.

   Xiaoyu nodded as a matter of course: "If those aunts hadn't stopped me, I would have put chicken soup on his face."

   Zhao Song looked at her wryly, "Xiaoyu, if something like this happens in the future, just tell my brother and go to bed."

   "Brother, you haven't sung to me yet?"

   "There are no more songs," Zhao Song said with a wry smile, "Does the gourd baby listen?"

   Xiaoyu pouted and looked at Zhao Song, "I want a new song!"

"……..to make."

   Five minutes later, Xiaoyu quickly finished washing up, lying on the pink bed, showing his little head looking at him expectantly.

   Zhao Song, holding a big iron basin in one hand and a frying spoon in the other, came over and buckled the iron basin to the ground. He said, "Unless I remember something, I can only sing old songs in the future!"

"Um."

   Zhao Song looked at Xiao Yu and the stir-frying spoon in his hand. After thinking about it carefully, he opened his mouth.

  "PPAP!" Lightly read a paragraph of English letters, Zhao Song waved the frying spoon and knocked it on the iron basin very rhythmically.

  “DuangDuangDuang~~~”

   Along with the rhythm, Zhao Song shook his head and his body shook.

   "I have a basin, I have a grandma. Well, a grandma. I have a basin, and I have a fat grandma. Well, a fat grandma. A grandma, a fat grandma. Oh, a fat grandma and a fatten."

   At this time, Lian Shun in the guard hall seemed to have heard something and ran to the door of Xiaoyu's cubicle. Suddenly, the sound of knocking on the basin became clear in the room.

   "Wangwangwang~~" At three o'clock in the middle of the night, a rhythmic dog bark resounded through Xiagou Village.

   Hearing Lian Shun's harmony outside, Zhao Song in the room became more and more excited as he sang, and the iron spoon became louder and louder.

   "DuangDuang~" "Wang Wang~"

   "Ihaveapen, Ihaveanapple. Wang Wang~

  Apple-pen! Wang Wang Wang ~

  Ihaveapen, Ihavepineapple.

  Pineapple-pen! Wang~

  Apple-pen~Pineapple-pen

  Pen-Pineapple-Apple-pen!”

   "Wang Wang Wang ~"

   At this time, the lights of the residents around the square were all lit.

   "Zhao Song! You don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing to die!"

   In the end, when the voice of the grandfather Qian of Xiagou Village rang out, Wan Lai was silent!

   "Hee hee~"

  “Wang~”

   I didn't go out to pick up the goods today. Post it early, interview tomorrow, go to bed early.

   Lyrics are free.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)