"It should be that it is really not suitable to have a background and family background in the society."

Wu Beiyao squeezed out a smile.

On the day when they first got together, he knew very well that Luohu and they were not on the same road. They might be friends they met unintentionally during the journey, or they might be confidants who were together, but it was absolutely impossible for them to go to the same destination and walk side by side until the end.

Although it is obvious that it is cold-blooded, it is also a fact.

Buddhism says: All beings are equal.

This sentence itself is a false proposition. It has different birth environments, different levels of education, and even three meals a day are vastly different. How can it be really equal? ​​Whether it is fate or luck, it is not particularly tragic to live in self-made illusions.

"My father allowed me to hang out for another year, only one year. If I accomplish nothing, I must accept his arrangement."

Luohu then said again.

"Ah? Is this so-called success in career, is there a specific size?"

Wu Bei was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Although the separation is destined, he is of course very happy if this process can be delayed.

"A value is a number."

Luohu stretched out a finger to respond.

"It's not too much. We'll work hard and try to pack it all for you. Then we'll be proud."

Wu Bei waved his hand happily.

"It's worth 100 million! It doesn't include industry or something. He said it very clearly. At that time, the balance of the bank card will be determined."

Luohu corrected with a wry smile.

"My day..."

Wu Bei took a breath of cold air in an instant.

"Of course, he didn't force me to start from scratch. Within my ability, I can ask my family three times, whether it's networking help or financial support."

Luohu added immediately.

"When I was in the army, I went to a money printing factory. According to the ability of each machine to make coins without sleep, it is 300,000 a day. I calculated it...

Wu Bei spread his fingers and muttered.

"I know this is very difficult. With my less than two taels of brain, I must be unable to figure it out. You have to bear the burden."

Luohu smiled shamelessly.

"Get out of here, let's go, and then during the next period, all brothers will stop doing anything, just make money for your Luo family."

Wu Bei cursed his lips and scolded him.

Although his mouth was not clean, he was happy from the bottom of his heart.

It’s not why the “three conditions” of the Luo family are simply excited that this trash can wander in front of the brothers for a whole year.

"Where is your father? I'll say hello to him. Although the conditions are so harsh that it is comparable to the landlord's wealth, politeness cannot be lost."

Wu Bei took a few snouts and asked questions.

"He walked along the ladder and said he was going to attend an old friend's promotion banquet. He should have an appointment with me for a meal before leaving. Then we will go there together."

Luohu responded casually.

"You're walking along the ladder? If I remember correctly, this is the eleventh floor. Even if your old man is young, he will have to be in his fifties, right?"

Wu Bei was stunned.

"What's so strange about it? He's used to this. If it's not a necessary occasion, no matter where he goes, he's used to walking and climbing stairs, otherwise he's in good health."

Luohu bared his teeth disagreed.

"Dingling..."

While the two brothers were chatting, Wu Bei's cell phone suddenly rang. Seeing that it was a strange number, he answered in confusion: "Who?"

"Mr. Wu, I'm wrong. Please let me go. I promise I will never provoke you again."

In the receiver, a man cried and howled.

"Who are you? You made the wrong call."

Wu Bei asked in confusion.

"Mr. Wu, let your people be proud. I know it's wrong to provoke Huang Zhuo, and I shouldn't have arranged for someone to steal the account book of your friend Han Gensheng, just ask you to give me another chance."

The man's cry became more rapid.

"An Zhennan?"

Wu Bei's brows furrowed and asked a tentative question.

“Dududu…”

The phone was hung up, and Wu Bei called back again, and the number he had already indicated was not connected for the time being.

"How much fake wine should you drink? I cried to you when I came up."

Luohu next to him could hear it clearly and sneered disdainfully.

"If something goes wrong, there will be a demon."

Wu Bei shook his head and immediately dialed the number of his friend "Cao Hanqing" whom he had just met in the past two days: "Brother, is the tourist hotel in your jurisdiction? I'll tell you something. Their boss An Zhennan just called me, but I feel something is very wrong."

In the unfinished building in the suburbs, An Zhennan's whole body shook violently like a sieve, and looked at Qiu Hu uneasy: "Brother, I've given you the money, I've called Wu Bei too. You can let me go now, right?"

"I did everything I could do."

Qiu Hu bit his cigarette mouth, squinted his eyes and muttered: "Let's think about it together, what value do you have?"

"No, brother, what do you want to do? I have completely offended Mr. Luo. Jincheng must be unable to stay. Now he wants a cheap life. You can't speak without trust."

An Zhennan was stunned for less than five seconds, so he simply hugged Qiu Hu's legs and begged: "I'm gone, okay, okay..."

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!