The female president's personal crazy son-in-law

Zheng Xilei left.

When Jiang Tong came over, the delicate Gu Qifei suddenly asked:
"Jiang Tong, you seemed to be talking to Mr. Zheng just now?"

Lin Yanran and the others picked up their eyes.

A person like Zheng Erye, Jiang Tong, who was at his peak seven years ago, may not be able to speak.

What's more, in the eyes of everyone, he is just an ordinary person.

The capital on Jiang Tong disappeared as early as seven years ago.

"Who is Second Master Zheng, how could he talk to you." Lin Yanran said.

Jiang Tong smiled:

"Perhaps seeing that I am better at fighting, the second master moved a little bit to support me."

This time even Lin Yanran's fiancé, Zhou Chen, shook his head and didn't care.

In this society, being able to fight does not mean anything. Only background, skills, and ability are the foundation of a foothold.If you can fight again, I will use some contacts at will and throw you in the prison, and you will be numb.

After Director Xia came out, he looked worried, and on the way home, he remained silent.

No one knows better than her the weight of the phone number Yue Changluo left her.

"Why!"

Director Xia planted countless doubts in his heart.

She is just a small person in Jinling, with no background, ability, or connections.

"Next time if I meet that strange woman again, I must ask her face to face."

Director Xia secretly made a decision.

That night, Simi Li clamored to sleep with Jiang Tong. Under the eyes of the director Xia Youyuan, Jiang Tong took it for granted and walked into the bedroom with Mi Li in his arms.

"Actually, we can sleep together."

Jiang Tong opened his mouth cheekily, but in exchange Director Xia rolled his eyes.

"I want daddy."

Mi Li hugged Jiang Tong's neck, like a little monkey hanging on a tree.

"Hmph, what a little white-eyed wolf."

Director Xia sat on the sofa, complaining in his mouth, but his eyes were tender like water.

overnight.

With the little mischievous Mi Li doing all kinds of tricks, Jiang Tong naturally couldn't fall asleep. Instead, he hugged him on his lap and told various stories.

"Father, you are lying, Mi Li is not a child."

Simi Li raised his diamond-like bright eyes, and looked at Jiang Tong with the eyes of a big liar.

"It is impossible for a talented person to fly with a sword, and his breath turns into frost."

Jiang Tong's eyes were dark, and he patted Mi Li's head:

"Girl, this world is huge, and what you have seen is just the tip of the iceberg."

"If you are a master of strength, you can kill people in ten steps without showing anything."

"Like the master of Huajin, you can fly flowers and fall leaves, and the grass and trees are soldiers, and you can walk on the ground in the big lake."

"Like a real person of Hejin, who can resist energy and form armor, and can't be hurt by swords. He can take the head of the enemy general among thousands of armies."

"Like a God of Transformation..."

Jiang Tong finished speaking in one breath, smiling all over his face.

Simi Li raised his head, eyes flickered, and asked curiously:
"Then father is a secular warrior?"

Jiang Tong nodded:

"Yes!"

Simi Li asked again: "Dad, is he entering energy, or transforming energy?"

Jiang Tong smiled and shook his head:

"neither."

Simi Li was puzzled and said:

"Could it be that you are real Hejin, dad bragging."

Jiang Tong laughed loudly:

"Haha, your father's ability, how can you be a little girl who can guess it."

Simi Li waved and called.

"Mi Li is not a little girl."

At this time, Jiang Tong's eyes were dark, he got out of bed and walked to the window with his hands behind his back, and said calmly:

"Father is not only a secular warrior, but also the general of the four kingdoms, the lord of Xingzhou, and the princes of the world also lower their eyebrows when they see me."

Simi Li seems to understand but not understand.

Soon Jiang Tong regretted it and told Simi Li about this.

In the next few days, Simi Li told everyone that my father was a general.

As a result, Director Xia rushed over in a rage, as if a layer of frost could be scraped off his icy face:
"Jiang Tong!"

Jiang Tong, who was sitting on the sofa, wanted to cry but had no tears.

Director Xia narrowed his eyes, and said coldly:

"You teach Mi Li something. As a father, it's fine if you don't guide your children well. Instead, you brag blindly, and even your own children are affected."

Jiang Tong had no choice but to smile wryly.

Director Xia shook his head and said:

"Mi Li is still just a child of seven or eight years old. If you really want your child to look at you with admiration, try to make a career in the mall and become a group executive or department manager."

"Or talking and laughing in the workplace, being the director of a party, with great power in hand."

"At that time, not only Mi Li will worship you, but even our director Xia will look up to you."

Jiang Tong couldn't say a word.

Director Xia's character is doomed for her to be submissive and not to compete with others no matter what time or situation she is in.

But as long as Simi Li was involved, this timid woman would be stubborn.

Director Xia said in disappointment:
"Starting today, Mi Li sleeps with me. I don't want your nonsense to affect her."

In this way, Jiang Tong and Simi Li's chance to get along was ruthlessly deprived by Director Xia.

this day.

Jiang Tong was teasing Simi Li, and the little girl laughed so hard that her branches trembled.

Director Xia was wearing a Chanel dress, her legs were straight and slender, her demeanor was cool, and she said lightly:
"The Shen family is having a banquet tonight, I'll wait for you outside."

After saying that, he picked up Simi Li and turned to leave.

The smile on the corner of Jiang Tong's mouth retracted, his face calm.

He didn't know in his heart that tonight's Shen family banquet was the time when Director Xia and Shen Rong got engaged.

Walking out of the villa, Director Xia's family was already sitting in a Gust limousine, while Si's father and mother were talking eagerly with a middle-aged man.

Director Xia hugged the rice grains, looked out the window with a hint of bewilderment in his eyes.

It seems that after a conversation between Si Mu and Si Fu, the price of Director Xia's "commodity" will be finally set, and finally sold to wealthy families.

Jiang Tong walked over calmly.

Gust, in the circle of the rich, is known as the beggar version of Rolls-Royce. In 16, the landing price of such a car was close to 500 million.

"It seems that the Shen family was reborn from the shell and swallowed up more Jinxiu properties than I imagined."

The rise of the Shen family can be said to stand on Jinxiu's shoulders.

"Momochiji, hurry up."

After Si Mu finished speaking, she ordered the driver to drive.

Jinling Yulong Bay.

Backed by Yulong Ridge and fronted by Linjiang Bay, it is the concentration of rich people in Jinling.

The Shen family's villa is located here. With the explosive growth of housing prices in the past few years, a set of villas here has exceeded tens of millions.

Even in Jiangbei Province, Yulong Bay in Jinling ranks among the top ten in terms of luxury.

The Shen family welcomed them with open doors.

Shen Rong was wearing a snow-white suit and a Graff watch on his wrist. The official guide price was 800 million.

Beside him, stood an old man with white hair, linen cloth shoes, leaning on his body with a long sword, full of vigor and vigorous steps.

"what?"

As soon as he got out of the car, Jiang Tong let out a small sigh.

The old man in Tang suit beside Shen Rong was actually a master of swordsmanship.

"Chang Xia, uncle and aunt please."

Shen Rong's face is full of spring breeze,

Everyone ignored Jiang Tong and walked away with a smile step by step.

The Shen family's villa was brightly lit, like a huge western-style castle, with many young and beautiful maids coming and going.

With a straight figure, Jiang Tong pulled Simi Li and followed behind everyone.

But the hall of the Shen family, with carved beams and painted buildings, and a gilded floor, is resplendent in gold and green, and there is a huge plaque above it, with the four characters of "Hui Feng He Chang" painted on it.

These four characters come from the "Lanting Pavilion Preface" written by Wang Xizhi, a great calligrapher.

Most of them are used as gifts for female friends.

Although the technique is not that of a master, it is vigorous and powerful, flying like a dragon and flying like a phoenix, and Wei Ran has the demeanor of everyone.

Just about to sit down, Jiang Tong also frowned suddenly.

These people didn't prepare his seat at all...