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603 Liu Zhishu wants to give birth to the fifth child?(2/3)

When he heard Mr. Liu Ba say that he looked like a nouveau riche, he was immediately dissatisfied.

"Master Eighth Master, what do you mean? What is a nouveau riche? We don't steal or rob the money! When you went to Rongcheng to study in a new school, you were always carrying the ocean and goldfish in your waist. This is what you said yourself. If you have money in your waist, you don't panic when you encounter problems. When you arrive at a brothel, you will be on the top cards..."

Liu Fuwang has been waiting for him to have money.

In this life, I have been poor enough.

When Liu Chunlai proposed this, he thought that the little dog should have heard of Liu Ba’s boast and wanted him to feel it too.

"I..."

For a moment, Master Liu Ba didn't know how to answer.

He used his ancestors to accumulate it back then.

Now, Liu Fuwang, the dog, uses his son's...

Liu Chunlai was on the side, pricking his ears to listen to Master Liu Ba’s courage back then. However, the old man didn’t say anything and returned to the room with a baking cage.

The coat was sewn in ten pockets per row a week.

From top to bottom, there are ten rows in total.

Just fit 120,000 yuan.

After pretending, Liu Chunlai raised it, and couldn't help but be amazed.

It's so terrible!

"Dad, why not, put it in a pocket?"

Liu Chunlai asked Liu Fuwang.

Liu Fuwang's head turned into a rattle, "That's it, it's great! Let me see who dares to say that I'm poor in the future!"

The old man snatched the navy blue cotton coat with his eyes lit up, for fear that his son would go back on his word.

Get it, the cotton coat is heavy.

That was a feeling of fulfillment.

Liu Fuwang ignored everything else, took off his short jacket and put on his cotton coat directly on his body.

The whole person was bloated in an instant.

It is actually similar to a military coat, the color is gray-black, which is dirt-resistant.

But there is no collar of a military coat.

There is no style or style.

Originally, Sun Xiaoyu wanted to make a V-neck in that kind of suit and a scarf, which looked much better.

However, Secretary Liu never wears a scarf.

After installing the money, the whole coat becomes bloated. In this case, aesthetics must be put aside.

Otherwise, you don't have to spend a coat for so long.

Originally, Liu Chunlai hoped that he could be introduced to the market after designing it.

However, these days, the most popular winter clothes are military coats.

Good materials and low price.

I used to prepare for World War III, and various materials were produced in a lot.

Now that the international environment has changed, the possibility of a world war breaking out is infinitely narrowing, the entire country is pursuing to make small money.

What was backlogged in the past will naturally become funds.

In the end, Captain Liu gave up.

Fortunately, bed sheets and other things are in winter, because many people get married, there is still a large market.

Secretary Liu didn't think the clothes were bloated or heavy. After wearing them, he turned around and said, "Spring is here, do I look like a rich man?"

"Dad, I think if you wear a hat like Xie Gaoquan, it will be like the old landlord who used to be rich..." Liu Chunlai joked.

Liu Fuwang rolled his eyes directly.

There was 120,000 yuan in his clothes. He was afraid that Liu Chunlai, the puppy, would repent, so he left without saying a word.

"Aren't you afraid that your father can't even sleep at night?"

Master Liu Ba was watching from the side and asked when he saw Liu Fuwang leaving.

My body curled up on the chair didn't move.

The old man has seen the world.

Gold, silver, ocean, fiat currency, and soft sister coins have never been seen.

But Liu Fuwang has never seen any money.

"He always wanted to make money. If he didn't spend it for his family, what's the point of making money?" Liu Chunlai sighed.

He was sure that Liu Fuwang would definitely not be able to sleep at night.

I guess I'll be scared.

I just don’t know how much money I can have left tomorrow.

Yang Aiqun was so nervous when he looked at Yiqian or two.

This cannot be blamed on Liu Chunlai.

I came back with the money in my pocket, but I didn't say it, and I didn't know what to think.

At least, it's not a sudden thing now.

When Liu Fuwang came out of Master Liu Ba’s house, he would look back and take a look when he walked forward, for fear that the money would be lost.

One stack of one thousand!

Not to mention that the brigade now has a salary, it is almost the same as the captain of him, a year.

Even when I was delivering food, I never had so much money.

"Secretary, what are you doing?"

Along the way, the people I met kept saying hello, which was very strange that Liu Fuwang looked back and looked back for a long time every time.

Could someone be chasing him?

When someone greeted me, Liu Fuwang didn't say anything. He just smiled, grabbed his coat tightly, and then went home.

Go back three times.

"Mr. Liu is afraid he is possessed by evil spirits, right? No, he crawled out of the dead, so he is not afraid of ghosts..."

This is what almost everyone who meets Liu Fuwang thinks.

Finally, Liu Fuwang arrived at the chicken farm.

Yang Aiqun is not here!

Ma Gan said she was back.

Seeing that Liu Fuwang looked bad, he looked worried, but Secretary Liu suspected that he wanted to steal his money.

He didn't say anything, turned around and left.

Turn back as you walk.

I'm afraid the money will be lost.

"Secretary, I'm not doing anything..." The thin monkey looked puzzled.

Did you ask the branch secretary to look back at him when he walked?

It's so fucking abnormal.

But no matter what I think, I don't think there is anything wrong with me.

The branch secretary doesn’t need to follow him now. He is here to help the branch secretary guard the chicken farm...

It was not until it was almost dark that Liu Fuwang walked to his house.

I happened to meet Yang Aiqun and was about to go up the mountain.

"Aiqun, don't go..." Liu Fuwang ignored Yang Aiqun's opinion, took her arm and went home.

Yang Aiqun was scratched by him and he suddenly became angry.

"What are you doing? I'm panicked?"

Especially when he watched Liu Fuwang pull her back while looking back.

It's like someone is chasing him.

But it's not urgent.

Have you really encountered a ghost?
To be continued...
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