Chapter 758 The rich and powerful Jiang Dong

   As the saying goes, **** is still old and spicy.

   In Jiang Dong's words, Jiang Beiyu performed a pretty boy speechless online.

   "You know, I just got off the list." Jiangbei Yu said coolly.

  Jiang Jinshen snorted coldly as an old father: "Don't say such a big deal, who has never been in love?"

   As he said that, he glanced at his wife at the entrance of the stairs, and then at his son. It was a stark mockery.

  Jiangbei Yu: "?"

The words   Daddy are simply speechless.

Jiang Jinshen, as a past person, is very outspoken: "Jiang Beiyu, how old are you, you can't keep your girlfriend even if you talk about a long-distance relationship, that is, you are not capable, or the relationship between the two people is not deep enough, sooner or later you have to divide, no matter what. It won't be split just because of this year."

  Jiang Beiyu fell into contemplation for a while after hearing it.

  Jiang Jinshen: "What are you thinking about, thinking about it for so long?"

  Jiang Bei Yu gave him a faint glance, and then said, "I'm thinking, when I get to your age, I'll talk nonsense too."

  Jiang Jinshen: "..."

  Jiang Jinshen, as an old father, in order to show that he still loves his son, so he said: "Although it is a little far away, Dad has already paid your bodyguard and asked him to follow over to protect you."

   Jiangbei Yu paused, "Which bodyguard?"

   "Which one is there? Isn't that the one hundred-year-old master? He has protected you, right? I haven't heard of your bad luck recently."

  Jiangbei Yu: "..."

   He realized after a little bit of hindsight, and then asked: "Add money? How much did you add to people?"

   "Before half a year, it was 500 million yuan," Jiang Dong has a lot of money, "Now, plus nine months, plus we have to fly so far with you, we have to cover food and cover, and then how about another 900 million yuan?"

  Jiangbei Yu: "..."

   I have to admit that his current financial resources are still far from his father's.

   The high salary of Su Xiaozhi's children made him, as a boyfriend, vaguely see a road to soft rice in the future.

But out of reality, Jiang Beiyu had to dispel the old father's idea, "Don't spend this money, the master said that I'm all right, and now I won't hit a ghost when I dance outside at night, and you can transfer the money directly. Wouldn't it be better to come and be my pocket money?"

   Jiang Beici, who had just finished playing the game next to him, couldn't help but feel sad for himself when he heard the number of 900 million.

  Some people are still struggling for 100 yuan pocket money, and some people can already ask their old father for nine-figure pocket money.

   Jiang Beici even wanted to say, "Dad, hurry up and make money, and then I will ask my brother for pocket money".

   Speaking of which, Jiang Beici tragically discovered that the money his father gave was really not as much as what his brother gave.

   Young Master Jiang's status at home is the bottom one, which is really miserable.

  Jiang Jinshen listened to Jiang Beiyu's words and paused, "What about the master now? Didn't he protect you?"

  Jiang Beiyu: "Well, occasionally contact, people also have their own business to be busy."

  Jiang Jin had a heart attack. Obviously, this hundred-year-old master is different from the bodyguard in his impression. If he does not protect himself like this, he has already been fired by him.

   "Are you sure?" Jiang Dong asked again, and by the way, "I don't want to go to the hospital to sign for you next time when I feel relieved."

  Jiang Beiyu: "...You expect me to order it?"

   Jiang Dong snorted coldly.

   Then he heard his son remind something implicitly, "...the 900 million?"

   (end of this chapter)