The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

Chapter 214: He has a scumbag

  Chapter 214 He has a scumbag

   After waiting for several elders here to choose their optimistic younger generations to take away, the monarch family said something to encourage everyone to continue to work hard for the remaining teenagers.

After   , he called Jun Moyao and said: "Ayao, let's go, let's have a good chat."

   "Yes, Patriarch."

  Jun Mo Yao was not humble or overbearing in front of the head of the Jun family, but he did not lose his courtesy.

  After all, there is one thing in his idea of ​​star governance, which is to restore interstellar creatures to learn from the loyalty, filial piety and wisdom of their ancestors.

  If you don’t lead by example, won’t you be laughed at?

  Of course, for the other elders of the Jun family, as Jun Moyao is now, they can be ignored.

"sit."

  The two of them entered the study room of the main house one after another. Jun Yezhao raised his hand to signal Jun Moyao to sit down opposite.

  Jun Moyao is not hypocritical, sitting elegantly on the smart massage chair.

  In an instant, there is a massage plan suitable for his current state, which is used on him.

  Jun Yezhao waited for him to sit down, and then asked, “I’m back this time, is there anything I can do for you at home?”

  Jun Mo Yao: "Thank you Patriarch, but I don't need it anymore."

   "The family has helped me a lot, so let's leave those resources to cultivate the next generation."

  "Then what else did you come back today?"

  Jun Ye’s eyes crawled towards him softly, “If you have anything you can mention, the family will do their best to help you.”

"Yes."

  A flash of interest flashed in Jun Mo Yao's eyes, but he only said, "It's okay to come back this time."

   "I haven't come back some days, and tomorrow will be my father's sacrifice, so I came back to take a look."

  Jun Yezhao looked at him seriously for a long time.

   Then he smiled and said, "Okay, it's his blessing that your father can have a child like you."

   "He knows well, he must be very pleased."

  Jun Mo Yao: "Yeah. I hope."

  The young man couldn't help but laugh at himself when he thought of his father whose impression had been blurred.

  That was a man who only had himself in his eyes.

  What wife? What son? It is completely out of his consideration.

  If he hadn't been indifferent to their mother and son, how could his mother be framed to death so early?

  How can he try to hide his edge at a young age?

  It wasn't until the early stage of the election campaign for the new king of the family five years ago that he suddenly showed his talents and became a candidate for the Federation Star Lord.

  To say this to Jun Yezhao today is nothing more than that he just needs this excuse to go back to the clan to consolidate his power and suppress the enemy's power.

   Jun Ye Zhao saw that he couldn't knock out anything useful from Jun Mo Yao's mouth, and lost interest in continuing to deal with him.

  The two chatted for a while, and Jun Moyao ‘knowingly’ stood up and said goodbye: "Patriarch, then I won’t bother you."

   "Go, your house has always been cleaned and cleaned. It's rare to come back. Go back and rest."

  Jun Mo Yao clasped his fist and said, "Yes, thanks to the Patriarch for your troubles. Ayao says goodbye."

  Jun Yezhao sent Jun Moyao out of the main house, and patted him on the shoulder very kindly: "Work hard, the family needs your glory."

   "Ayao will do it."

  Jun Mo Yao agreed and turned and left.

   Watching him leave, Jun Yezhao narrowed his eyes and whispered: "Come here."

"Owner."

  A small flying insect suddenly appeared in front of him and responded with a very respectful voice.

  Jun Yezhao: "Watch him closely and see what he did when he came back this time? Report to me at any time, regardless of the size of the matter."

"Yes."

    Thank you very much for your support!

     Let Lanlan slow down first, and then have a chance to burst out again in the future. Good night, babies. Huh~

    

   

  (End of this chapter)