"It just so happens that my old man is very interested in you. Wait a few days before going to my house to check it out?"

Gaoxinguo is generous in his actions and does not value money. What he values ​​is the friendship that cannot be exchanged for money.

"Your old man?"

Fang Quan knew that the old man of the Gao family had a high position and was considered a high-ranking group of people in China. In the most glorious years, China would have had a major revolution, but he gradually retreated to the second line in recent years, but his energy has always been very high. The young people of the Gao family are also very successful. Gao Yingying is very talented in national martial arts and has been committed to national martial arts practice. Gao Xinguo is doing well in the army, giving the old man a face to the Gao family. The two of them have the protection of the old man and will continue to move closer to the system.

The trees are big and you can enjoy the cool air. With the protection of the old man of the Gao family over the years, the young man of the Gao family has been very prosperous.

"Yes, yesterday I told the old man about your deeds in defeating the Sun Kingdom Warrior Order. The old man thinks that it is a pity for you to serve the country. So I want to recruit you."

Gao Xinguo scratched his head, afraid that Fang Quan would blame him for talking randomly.

"Okay, I'll visit you and I'll visit the old man."

Fang Quan nodded and agreed happily. He wanted to understand the other side of China, that is, about the existence of cultivators in China. Fang Quan believed that the cultivation Taoist dynasty thousands of years ago would not exist because of the thinning of spiritual energy, and it was likely to be hidden. Fang Quan wanted to find this group of people to learn some secrets about this world, and relying solely on his own abilities to find this group of people is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, so he could only rely on the energy of the old man of the Gao family.

The cool Hummer drove to Zhong Ling's company in five minutes. Fang Quan got off the car and waited for Zhong Ling to get off work.

Soon, Zhong Ling got off work, and she and Li Li walked out talking and laughing. With Fang Quan's keen hearing, she seemed to be talking about the latest makeup products.

"Sister Zhong Ling, brother-in-law is quite rich. It seems that he is the biggest businessman. He is here to pick you up in a luxury car."

Li Li's voice was envious, and her eyes were shining with hope. Which woman didn't want her husband to take care of her and be rich? Isn't Fang Quan the perfect image of her husband?

"That's not his car, it has nothing to do with him."

Zhong Ling said angrily.

"Then I won't disturb you two's world."

Li Li chose to leave very sensiblely.

"This is my wife Zhong Ling, this is Gao Xinguo and Gao Yingying's brother."

After seeing Zhong Ling coming over, Fang Quan hurriedly introduced.

After Zhong Ling and Fang Quan said hello, they got into the car and Hummer rushed all the way to Bihai Villa.

"Brother Fang, I'll come to find you tomorrow. I'll take you to find the old man and go out for a walk tonight."

Gaoxinguo did not stay for dinner and left directly.

Zhong Ling pushed open the door and was shocked when he saw the new furniture and appliances in the room.

"I saw that there was nothing decent at home, so I went to buy some in the morning."

Fang Quan explained.

"Where is that old TV?"

Zhong Ling asked anxiously, as if some valuable treasure had been lost.

"What do you want that old TV? Snowflakes appear."

"What do you know? I just like that TV with snowflakes."

Zhong Ling was looking for the TV all over the room, but she didn't want to tell Fang Quan that the TV that had been preserved since her marriage and was now meant a lot to her.

That TV was the only home appliance that Fang Quan bought for her home back then. Although Zhong Ling wanted to smash it when she was wronged, she couldn't make up her mind. When Zhong Ling was sad these years, she would turn on the TV to watch it. Although the TV was not good, occasionally snowflakes would pop up and not receive a few TVs, but she had feelings, just like a kind of concern in her heart. Without the TV, she always felt empty in her heart.

"I've been collecting scraps for you all."

"I don't want any good TV, I just want to go back to that old one."

Zhong Ling's eyes were begging, and tears were faintly flashing. Her bright eyes looked pitiful at this time, which made people feel distressed. Although the TV was old, she couldn't give up. Even if it was useless, it would make her feel at ease when it was placed at home.

"I'll get it back now."

Zhong Ling cared so much about this TV, so Fang Quan decided to ask her to come back. He immediately ran out of the house and headed towards the scrap outside the community.

It was noon at this time, and the sun was scorching, and Fang Quan knew the location of the waste recycling site.

This is an extremely simple cement house. There is a small courtyard outside. There is a scattered sycamore tree with branches and leaves covering the sky and the sun. Such a simple house is located in an unknown dark corner of a high-end community.

The yard was filled with scraps, and a moldy smell came to my face.

Fang Quan walked into the small yard, and the sound of cooking spatulas in the cement house was heard, and the aroma of food was wafting out. Under the sycamore tree was placed a small stool. A girl with a seven or eight-year-old pigtail was squatting in front of the stool and leaning over to do her homework. Her children's clothes were covered with patches. In today's society, few people would wear patches except for the popular beggar clothes.

"Big brother, do you have any scrap to sell?"

The little girl raised her head and looked at Fang Quan with dark eyes.

"No, I'm here to buy things."

Fang Quan smiled.

"Buy something?"

The little girl's eyes were brighter and she looked at Fang Quan seriously.

At this moment, a woman in a yellowed shirt walked out in the room, with an apron around her waist. She recognized Fang Quan at a glance. Today, she received a lot of old things from him at a low price, some of which were still useful, and the woman was reluctant to sell them and kept them for her own home use.

"Mr. Fang, you are here, is there anything wrong?"

"It's just that I want to buy back the TV today."

Fang Quan said with a smile, after all, the things have been sold to others.

A trace of hesitation flashed across the woman's old face. She thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Fang, I'll move it out for you."

"Mom, what are we watching at night?"

The little girl asked with her head raised, with a strong look of disappointment on her face.

"I promised that after the first place in the class, I bought me a TV. Why did someone take it away?"

There was tears in the little girl's bright eyes. Her mother once promised her that she would buy a TV for her home as long as she passed the exam first place in the class, so that she could watch TV for a while after finishing her homework at night.

"Niu Niu, be good, mom will help you collect a TV tomorrow."

The woman looked at Fang Quan a little embarrassed. After all, she had not done anything she promised to the child at the moment.

The little girl named Niu Niu nodded. Although she liked the color TV very much, she knew she couldn't keep it, so she lowered her head to do her homework.

Fang Quan felt sad when he saw the hardships of his mother and daughter.

He walked up to the little girl, squatted down, and watched the little girl do her homework, with beautiful and tender fonts written on the homework book.

"Big brother, can you please take that TV? I really like it."

Niu Niu looked at Fang Quan with hope, and the latter shook his head, and Niu Niu's expression became lost immediately.

Fang Quan reached out and touched Niu Niu's head, and then said, "Niu Niu's handwriting looks so good."

Niu Niu raised her head and smiled. A dimples appeared on her cheeks, and she had a mouthful of white and neat teeth.

"The Chinese teacher also praised me for my good writing, but these were all taught by my father."
Chapter completed!