Chapter 1 Dad, I hit a Bentley with my bike!

"I have traveled through..."

Lin He sat on the sofa, and after accepting the memories in his mind for half an hour, he finally recognized the reality with a wry smile.

In front of him was a floor-to-ceiling mirror with damaged corners. The person in the mirror had sunken cheeks and bloodless lips.

At the age of 40, he is in his prime but with half of his hair gray, he will be regarded as a 60-year-old old man when he goes out.

The ex-wife sought a better life and left with her daughter after the divorce.

Originally, Lin He was a rich man in the local Qingjiang City, but in the end he fell into ruin and lost his fortune.

Misfortunes never come singly, there is also a son who is a prodigal!
God, are you kidding me?
The only gratification is that after Lin Qing learned that his family was bankrupt, the prodigal son went back to school and studied hard.

Today seems to be the last day of his college entrance examination.

As long as you work hard, sooner or later there will be a comeback day!
Lin He comforted himself by looking at the reminder that there was 300 yuan left in the bank text message.

buzzing...

At this time, the phone vibrates.

Lin He raised his hand, took the phone over, and found that it was an unfamiliar number.

After connecting in doubt, put it next to your ear.

"Is this Lin Qing's parent, Mr. Lin He?" A young girl's voice came,

"Yes, what's the matter?" Lin He's heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was wrong.

"I'm Lin Qing's classmate, and he ran into someone else's car." The girl said timidly, and quickly added: "Uncle, don't worry, Lin Qing is not injured."

"It's good that you're not injured, what kind of car is it?" Lin He heaved a sigh of relief.

"Bingley." The girl said weakly.

Lin He almost didn't come up in one breath, his face was ashen.

Bentley?

That is a luxury car starting at a million dollars!

Is this unfilial son trying to sell his kidney to himself who has just crossed over for less than an hour?
When he was a rich man in Qingjiang City, Lin He could afford to pay for it even if he smashed it, not to mention bumping into a Bentley.

But now Lin He can't even afford to pay for Bentley to wipe off some paint.

"Uncle, come here quickly, the other party won't let Lin Qing leave unless you pay the money." The girl said anxiously.

……

Qingjiang No. [-] Middle School, one of the local college entrance examination centers.

At the intersection less than [-] meters to the east, there are many students and parents around.

Some passers-by took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

"This car looks very stylish, isn't it expensive?"

"Did you see the car logo? There is a letter B in the middle of the soaring eagle, that is a million-dollar Bentley!"

"One million? Oh my god! What an unlucky kid. I don't know if his parents will faint when they see it."

Everyone was talking about it, the million-dollar car was hit, and it was on the news.

There was a boy in school uniform with his head down, tears rolling down his face.

He is Lin He's son, Lin Qing.

Next to her was a girl about Lin Qing's age, comforting her in a low voice.

Lin Qing was well aware of the downfall of his family, so he ran into Bentley and couldn't afford to sell them both.

Before the college entrance examination, I burn the lights and fight at night every day. However, my foundation is too poor and the effect is not great. It would be good to choose a specialist.

Originally wanted to give up the college entrance examination to work to earn a living, but my father disagreed anyway.

It is said that in today's society, it is too difficult to survive without a degree.

However, he still disappointed his father.

After finishing the last test, he was riding his bicycle in a daze, and accidentally bumped into someone else's car.

Lin Qing, who used to be a rich second generation, naturally knew the Bentley logo, and almost lost his mind on the spot.

"When will your parents come?" It was the Bentley owner who asked.

Next to him was a perm-haired woman with her belly button exposed, holding his arm. She looked at Lin Qing with disdainful eyes, proudly like a peacock flying up a branch.

"Very... soon." Lin Qing replied with a stiff face.

The family is bankrupt, even if they can come here, they can't pay for compensation.

Soon, staff called by the car owner came to take pictures to collect evidence and calculate the compensation cost.

"Mr. Zhou, the damage to the Bentley is not serious. From the current point of view, the repair cost is estimated to be no less than 30 yuan. We will issue a repair order for you immediately." After some busy work, the staff came over and said to the owner.

Not less than 30? !
Lin Qing's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and the 300 yuan that their family can come up with is not bad.

"Dad... I'm sorry for you... woo woo woo..."

Tears of self-blame rolled down Lin Qing's cheeks, and the joints of his clenched fists were slightly white due to too much force.

At the beginning, I swore in front of my father that I would change my face.

As a result, it was only a few days later that they got into trouble again.

Just then, a taxi pulled up on the side of the road.

There was a gray-haired man who got out of the car door with fine sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I..." Lin Qing hurried over, hugged his father, and said tremblingly.

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lin He waving his hand: "Manly man, what are you crying about?"

"Yeah!" Lin Qing wiped the tears off his face with his sleeve and nodded heavily.

Lin He sighed, although this boy is a prodigal, he is still a child.

"Are you the father of this child? Here is the maintenance order, you can look it over. If you doubt it, you can go to an institution you trust for a review." The man who owns the Bentley car took the form he had just opened and handed it to Lin He.

It is clearly written on the maintenance order, the cost: 300000RMB
"Old man, he walks like he's dying, can he afford it?" the woman with perm snorted coldly.

old stuff?
Lin He smiled wryly, he was only 40 years old.

Because of a series of blows due to bankruptcy, he was admitted to the hospital. I am afraid that no one will believe that he is 40 years old now.

"You are not allowed to say that about my dad!" Lin Qing roared angrily.

"What's it called?" The owner of the Bentley rolled his eyes, then looked at Lin He impatiently: "I don't care if you are this kid's father or grandpa, the compensation that should be paid, 30 cents cannot be less. Otherwise, just wait Call the police!"

A penny is hard for a hero, let alone 30.

Lin He held the compensation bill in his hand, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"Ding dong! The father's love is like a mountain system and the host Linhe is successfully bound!"

"Ding dong! Your son crashed into a Bentley with his bicycle. Based on the principle that his father must win, the host's assets have been promoted to become the hidden richest man in Qingjiang City!"

In the ear, a sound with a full sense of machinery sounded.

system?

A light of surprise emerged in Lin He's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of information flooded Lin He's mind, which was the current distribution of deposits and assets.

"What's a Bentley?"

After Lin He checked the details, he almost wanted to laugh out loud.

But the short-term excitement was quickly suppressed, low-key is the kingly way.

"If you can't afford it, let one person do the work and the other should be responsible. Let your son kowtow in public now. How about 1 yuan once?" The owner of the Bentley rubbed the hand of his female companion, with a playful expression as if the superior was fooling the inferior .

"Did Luo Xiaojin ask you to come?"

Lin He asked playfully, "Son, go and smash this Bentley for me!"

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(End of this chapter)

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