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Charles looked at Yang Ming and Wang Xiaoying's back and shrugged. Some unhappy muttered: "When are you a god? Can you know my father's whereabouts?"

Charles bought the order, then swayed out of the bar, and when he went out, he was surrounded by people, and Charles made a clear glimpse.

"Young Master!" The black man named Charles gave Charles a sigh and said: "Sorry, please come with us..."

"You? How did you find it here?" Charles groaned, some inexplicably asked.

"The lord is in the car over there..." The black man who headed the head did not say much, said faintly.

"Hey!" Charles couldn't help but sighed helplessly. It was already here, and he could only go to see his father with the black man.

Old Charles is sitting in a RV not far away. He is holding a GPS navigation and positioning device in his hand. Yang Ming guessed it. In Charles's cell phone, the old Charles has already ambushed a gps chip. Just not easy to open, when I just called, the old Charles felt that it was not quite right, he felt that Charles should be nearby, silently watching the movement in the tea room.

So the old Charles started the GPS positioning device and found the location of Charles. Sure enough, Charles was nearby and ran from the direction of the tea room towards a bar.

Old Charles smiled and got on the RV. Drive in the direction of the bar.

Turn off the gps device in his hand and hide the device. Old Charles saw his son get on the RV.

"Dad!" Charles got into the car very uncomfortably, sat down, lowered his head, and looked mad.

Old Charles frowned. "Charles, what do you mean? Play hide-and-seek with me?"

"No," Charles said without raising his head.

"What do you mean? Come to the tea room, don't come in, and run away?" Old Charles said here, not forgetting to explain: "Don't think that my people didn't see you."

"Hey? See me? I guess you probably installed a gps chip on my phone or something?" When it came to this, Charles took his phone out and threw it in front of the old Charles.

Old Charles was a little embarrassed. I didn't expect this thing to be called Charles. The boy found out and coughed and opened the topic: "You kid is not small, what kind of racing car do you play? You know. The family business needs to be Are you coming to inherit?"

"Dad, I understand your thoughts!" Charles suddenly raised his head and said very resolutely: "Dad, let's talk about it!"

“Talk?” Old Charles snorted and said, “Okay, okay, let’s talk, let me see what you want to talk to me!”

"Dad, I am not kidding. I am very formal and tell you this, and I hope that you can complete this conversation with equality and fairness, and I hope that you will always be with you. His own subjective consciousness is the topic.” Charles hesitated, then said.

"Oh?" Old Charles smiled. "Interesting, okay, I will follow you, what are you talking about, let's talk!"

"Well, Dad, I hope that you will abide by your promise. After listening to my words, you can be sensible, don't yell," Charles said.

"Well, I am so an adult, I am still more rational than you!" Old Charles took a breath. Said in a positive color. He also realized that Charles might want to talk to him about his future life planning problems.

Old Charles also knows that in the past few years, their father-son relationship has become obviously tense. Old Charles is very sad. His age is big. The most important thing is that his son often comes to see him and talks with him, but because of the tension. Charles did not pay attention to him at all. And still hiding from him. This made Old Charles feel very uncomfortable.

"Dad, in fact, you also know that my ambitions and hobbies are not about getting the killer business. I have no interest in those things!" Charles said: "My hobby is racing, only in the car. I can find the joy of my life. Other things are boring for me."

"I know this, but you don't manage the family business. What about the family industry?" Old Charles sighed and said: "My age is not small, and it can't last for a few years. What should I do?" These brothers who were born and died don’t care? Seeing the big killer group I built is broken and disbanded? I really don’t want this...”

"Dad, actually, if you are rude, the family business is in my hands, and the ending will still be like this, because I am not good at it." Charles said: "Everyone has the strength of each person, everyone has every Personal ideals, I don't want you to bind me and let me do things I don't like, so that I am not happy, I believe you will not be happy."

"You... really think about it? I want to use the car as a career in the future?" Old Charles said this for a long time, and some old looked at Charles: "Are you sure?"

"Yes, father!" Charles said firmly: "I think about it, this is my career, my pursuit, I don't want to be the killer of the Rush, I want to be a racer. On the road. !"

"However, what about the family business?" Old Charles was helpless. It can be seen that Charles is determined to go down, otherwise it can't be like this.

"I..." Charles is also a bit embarrassed. He also understands that his father is very serious about the family.

"I will leave a small organization left by your grandfather and personally create a killer organization for the killer world and become the world's third-ranking killer organization. How much effort I have put, you can't imagine, for me, This killer group will also be my son, although not as important as you are, but he is also a part of my life!" Old Charles said with some helplessness and regret: "But if I am in the killer group and you Choose between, son, I will choose you without hesitation!"

Charles’s tears flowed down for a moment. He thought that his career was the first in his father’s heart, but he did not expect that today’s father would say this, which made Charles’s hostility and dissatisfaction with his father change instantly. There is no trace of it.

"Dad!" Charles took his father's hand. The invisible barrier between the two people disappeared.

"Son!" Old Charles patted Charles's shoulder: "Well, you are right, I figured it out. Everyone has the ideals and pursuits of everyone. My ideal is to kill my father." The group is bigger and stronger, I am bigger, I feel the joy of success! So I should not stop your ideals. If you want to go racing, then do it. From today, I will not interfere with you. !"

“Really?” Charles did not believe the facts that happened in front of him. Is this his stubborn father?

"Of course it is true!" Old Charles smiled lovingly: "Your father, I am not as open as you think. In this moment, I have figured everything out. If you want to do anything, feel free to do it. I support you!"

"Thank you for your understanding, father!" Charles said very excitedly.

"And my father, what do you say thank you?" Old Charles smiled.

"Oh, but your killer group...? Charles never thought about the killer group, how he likes to do it, and he has nothing to do with him. But as the relationship between the father and the son eases, Charles has to take care of it. And the feeling of the father.

"The killer group, I can still support for a few years," Old Charles said: "At that time, I can see if I can find a suitable person, trust it, in short, can't let this killer group disappear! There are too few people in this capacity..."