Fatty Zhao cried so miserably.

It's not acting or pretending.

I can't act like this or pretend to be this level.

Li Xun could see that the "son raised by a bitch" in Fatty Zhao's words was really very important in his heart. This is the love and care of a father for his son.

This is also the light of human nature flashes in it.

A feeling of compassion arose in Li Xun's heart.

His disgust towards Fatty Zhao was reduced a little further.

But Fatty Zhao was really nagging, Li Xun was still a little unbearable, and he frowned again, "If you want to talk nonsense, I will leave now."

"Okay, okay, I won't talk nonsense anymore. Mr. Li, you must help me..."

Perhaps Fatty Zhao felt some hope from Li Xun's words. He lowered his head more humbly and said carefully: "Mr. Li, I still have some industries. My Desheng Group, which is mainly engaged in energy industries and also in real estate. This matter is in real estate."

Xiaobao squatted on Li Xun's shoulder and muttered in a low voice: "Damn, it sounds so nice. It turns out that the coal boss in Shanxi made money and went to invest in real estate. No wonder there is a strong smell of nouveau riche and earthy leopard."

Fatty Zhao didn't pay too much attention to Xiaobao before, and thought Xiaobao was just Li Xun's ordinary pet.

But Xiaobao's voice was obviously different from Li Xun, and Fatty Zhao was shocked: "Who is talking?"

He looked around, but he never expected Xiaobao to be talking.

The little secretary who seemed serious but was actually so charming that he finally caught up with him, and was panting on the side with his waist. She happened to see Xiaobao talking.

This made her feel like she saw a ghost all at once.

She was so scared that she hurriedly covered her mouth. The breath that had just been breathing became uneasy again.

"Bird... This bird can talk, my god..." She screamed at Xiaobao.

Fatty Zhao quickly turned his head to look at the little treasure on Li Xun's shoulder.

Xiaobao cursed with contempt and displeased: "Damn it, the earthy leopard is indeed a earthy leopard, and the little secret he raised has no knowledge. I am a starling, Baoye! Do you understand?"

Xiaobao was in Monk Yunhai's Zen room before, and he had long been unhappy because he had trouble with Brother Xun to beg Monk Yunhai.

After that, Li Xun decided to spend all his wealth and save his life, which made him feel a little depressed and always felt that it was a bit of a drag on Brother Xun.

So he was in a bad mood, his tone was inevitably a little more fierce and his expression was a little more ferocious.

But it scared Fatty Zhao.

"Oh my mother..." Fatty Zhao felt his legs begin to become weak again.

The starling who can speak, and his tone is so arrogant and imposing. Is he a spirit?

Just when Fatty Zhao's legs became weak and he was about to sag on the ground again, Li Xun stretched out his hand at the right time and gently supported him, "Don't be afraid, Xiaobao is my brother. He is in a bad mood today, and he is not like this in normal times."

Fatty Zhao wiped his sweat and finally came to his senses. He quickly apologized: "Oh, this is Master Bao, I'm sorry, sorry, Xuanxuan, come and apologize to Master Bao."

The little secretary named Xuanxuan had already been so scared that his face turned pale, but he didn't dare not ignore Fatty Zhao. She stepped forward timidly and was about to apologize, but Xiaobao said impatiently: "Dode, there is no need to apologize. Is there any cigarette? Master Bao, I am in a bad mood today and just want to smoke."

Is there any cigarettes?

Fatty Zhao and the little secretary Xuanxuan were stunned again.

This ghost elf’s starling brother is in a bad mood and even smokes?

This time, Xuanxuan reacted very cleverly.

"Yes, yes, yes..." She quickly took out a pack of cigarettes from a clutch she carried with her.

It was obviously a cigarette prepared for Fatty Zhao.

It’s a coincidence that it’s also soft in China.

Xiaobao looked coldly. He wanted to speak, but when he saw that it was soft China, he didn't say anything.

Xuanxuan skillfully unpacked the packaging and was about to take out the cigarette and light it. Fatty Zhao couldn't wait to snatch it over, "I'll do it, I'll do it."

He lit the cigarette carefully, but didn't know how to hand it to Xiaobao.

Xiaobao stretched out his claws, made a move, "hand it over."

Fatty Zhao quickly handed over the cigarette, Xiaobao took it, nodded in praise: "Well, I usually smoke China softly, but I finally have a bit of taste. Fatty, you still have a bit of prospect."

Xiaobao said angrily, grabbed the cigarette with his claws, took a sip, and let out a sip of the cigarette comfortably.

The smoke was spit on Fatty Zhao's face, but Fatty Zhao was so excited that she almost cried.

He had a bizarre feeling, as if he was praised by Xiaobao because he was usually soft on China, which seemed like a great honor.

He also heard the nickname Xiaobao gave him, "Little Fatty". Strictly speaking, he is not young anymore, he is almost fifty years old, so the nickname of this Little Fatty sounds a bit weird.

But what was even more bizarre was that he felt a little inexplicable honor, as if he was called "Little Fatty" by Xiaobao, and he immediately became closer to this Baoye.

This bird, oh no, this starling, this Baoye, is so stylish!

Too high-end!

Of course, there is also Mr. Li Xun.

A bird beside him is so stylish and of classy. He is not an ordinary bird at first glance. That is almost certain that Li Xun himself is definitely not an ordinary person.

Fatty Zhao couldn't help but start chanting Buddha's name secretly. Before leaving the door yesterday morning, he was accustomed to burning incense in front of the Bodhisattva. He originally wished that he could survive this disaster safely, but he didn't expect that the Bodhisattva appeared yesterday morning, which made him meet Li Xun and Chen Hongru.

He felt more and more that he was saved this time.

So he quickly said: "Mr. Li, Mr. Bao, my son's affairs are in real estate. It shouldn't be absolutely necessary. I shouldn't let him get in touch with this matter..."

Fatty Zhao told the story.

It turns out that Fatty Zhao's "Desheng Group" is like many rich group companies now, and they are also engaged in real estate.

Last month, Fatty Zhao's group took a fancy to a piece of land in the suburbs, not directly bidding from the government, but commercial real estate land transferred from other groups.

Zhao Desheng sent his most capable generals to compete for this land.

In order to train his son, he also asked his son Zhao Xiaomu, who holds an important position in the group headquarters to follow up on the project.

But they also have competitors, and their opponents are not weak.

Seeing that it was difficult for Zhao Xiaomu to eat this commercial land alone, he suggested that he cooperate with his competitors and everyone develops the land together to make money together.

In the process of commercial competition, there are many such examples. The moment before, everyone was a warring enemy or a rival to each other. The next moment, they had already sat down and had a drink and chatted, as if they were the best brothers.

Fatty Zhao listened to Zhao Xiaomu's suggestion.

Out of the idea of ​​training his son, he still gave this matter to his son.

As a result, bad things are bad here. Sometimes, good things may not be done, and if they are not done well, they can do bad things and stupid things.
Chapter completed!