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Chapter 140

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"F * ck!"

Old Xiao's eyes were red and he was shocked, "What did you just call me?"

"Daddy."

Chen Hansheng said indifferently, "I won't lose anything if I call you daddy. If you are happy, I will call you daddy. Daddy, can you help me persuade Little Yu'er? Don't make her angry at me again."

"I …"

Old Xiao thought to himself, Chen Zhaojun is such an honest person, how did he give birth to such a shameless rascal?

Chen Hansheng was right. By calling Old Xiao 'Daddy', he was not at a disadvantage at all. In fact, he was taking advantage of him.

Because Xiao Hongwei only has Little Yu'er as his daughter, this was simply forcing him to be his son-in-law.

Old Xiao thought to himself, how can I agree to this? Chen Hansheng is already so fickle, what am I going to do in the future? But right now, he accidentally fell into Chen Hansheng's' trap '. Old Xiao looked at Chen Hansheng's expectant eyes and fell asleep on the table.

Chen Hansheng became anxious when he saw this. How can he be so shameless?

"Uncle Xiao, don't pretend to be drunk."

"Snore."

"Daddy, didn't you just say that you will help me persuade him? I know that you can drink more than this."

"Snore."

"F * ck!"

… …

Old Xiao was determined to pretend to be asleep. Chen Hansheng thought to himself, This middle-aged greasy man really doesn't keep his words. Isn't he bullying us, the younger generation, who are honest people?

However, no matter whether Old Xiao was really asleep or pretending to be drunk, Chen Hansheng couldn't just directly go home like this. He first carried Old Xiao to the bed in the bedroom, took off his shoes, covered him with a blanket, turned on the air conditioner, and went outside to clean up the table. Only after sweating profusely did he leave.

Hearing the sound of the security door closing, Xiao Hongwei who was snoring immediately sat up.

"This dog is really cunning and thick-skinned. He accidentally fell into the trap. No wonder Little Yu'er was so coaxed by him."

Xiao Hongwei sat on the edge of the bed and muttered to himself, "Fortunately, my reaction wasn't slow. I pretended to be drunk and pulled through."

Old Xiao thought for a moment and thought to himself, I have to call Little Yu'er and remind her. This kid didn't manage to convince me. Next time, he might directly target Little Yu'er.

He walked to the living room and was about to make a phone call when he suddenly saw the clean and tidy living room outside. They had even thoughtfully opened the windows to ventilate the room. There was a pot of freshly brewed hot tea in the pot.

Old Xiao took a sip of the fragrant Hang Bai green tea. When he thought of the time when Chen Hansheng called him "Dad", his nerves suddenly jumped.

Little Yu 'er is only 20 years old, and you're already thinking about becoming a grandfather! "

Xiao Hongwei cursed, but he also put down the landline and stared blankly at the crystal chandelier on the sofa.

When Chen Hansheng returned home, Liang Meijuan felt her heart ache when she saw her son reeking of alcohol.

"If he really can't handle it, he can just call and apologize. Why does he have to come back?"

Chen Zhaojun poured a cup of hot water and handed it over. "It's more meaningful for him to come back in person. This is equivalent to offering a humble apology. Our family doesn't want to be rich, but in a small place like Harbor City, we should always have a straight back."

Liang Meijuan knew that her husband was right, but she still complained, "But he doesn't need to drink. When I meet Old Xiao next time, I must talk to him. You use alcohol to make your son apologize?"

"Forget it."

Old Chen waved his hand. "Next time I meet Old Xiao, I won't feel like I owe him anything."

Liang Meijuan could only say to Chen Hansheng, "Then you take a bath first. I'll cook some soup for you to detoxify the alcohol."

After taking a bath, Chen Hansheng lay on the bed in his big pants and read comics for a while. Liang Meijuan came in wearing an apron.

"Since you have chosen Little Shen, you should get along well with her. Her appearance is good, and her personality is good as well. I am quite satisfied with her." Liang Meijuan sat on the edge of the bed and said.

Chen Hansheng blinked his eyes, "Mom, who said that I have chosen Shen Youchu? There is only a small misunderstanding between me and Little Yu'er, everything will be fine as long as we resolve it."

"What do you mean?"

Liang Meijuan didn't understand, "So you are going to harass her?"

"Harass her is too unpleasant to hear."

Chen Hansheng said, "We are classmates, what's wrong with paying a visit to her?"

Liang Meijuan looked at her son seriously and didn't say anything.

After a while, Chen Hansheng remembered that the soup that he promised was going to detoxify the alcohol.

"Mom, where is the soup for detoxifying the alcohol?"

"I poured it out!"

… …

Chen Hansheng didn't return home for the entire summer vacation, and this time, he prepared to stay for a few more days. However, the place that he went to the most was the internet cafe.

He first borrowed a camera and went to the rape field to take a picture, then changed his QQ profile picture to a picture of the rape field, and wrote "Catcher in the Wheat Field" on his QQ profile picture.

Logically speaking, this kind of hint was already enough, and this was enough to express his feelings of waiting. However, when he sent a message to Xiao Rongyu, he still received a cold reception.

Chen Yingjun: smiley face.

The profile picture of "Fish That Spits Bubbles at the Bottom of the Sea" that was lit up just a moment ago immediately turned grey.

"Is it so real?"

Chen Hansheng muttered, "How long has it been already? She doesn't even see me, doesn't even pick up my phone calls, and doesn't even reply to my QQ messages."

"She really doesn't put me, the vice president of the student council, the cadre of the youth league committee, the top three student of the school, the top ten student of Jiangling district, the outstanding student of Jianye city, and the pioneer of entrepreneurship among the students of Shandong province in her eyes."

However, the next day, Chen Hansheng went on QQ to learn about the situation of the school's express delivery collection, and inadvertently took a look at "Fish That Spits Bubbles at the Bottom of the Sea" and discovered that her profile picture had also changed.

Like;

It's Cool Breeze;

It's Morning Dew;

It's Cheeks Red;

It's Nothing Else Can Fit in Millions of People.

This should be corresponding to "Catcher in the Wheat Field". Chen Hansheng thought of the sentence "Nothing Else Can Fit in Millions of People", and thought that Little Yu 'er was always so proud.

He immediately changed the profile of "Catcher in the Wheat Field". Some of the meaning was enough to be conveyed.

"In two days, I have to speak at the freshmen assembly, but my heart can't calm down, it's really too nervous."

After changing the profile picture, Chen Hansheng silently played "A Journey to the West" for a while. Just after killing wild monsters in the fishing village in the East Sea, Wang Zibo's message came.

"How long have you not played this game? Now it's the expansion pack of" Destined for Three Lives "."

"I'm in Harbor City, so I'll just play for a while and then go offline. Are you waiting for Huang Hui's reply in the Internet cafe?"

"No, my roommate recommended a comic" Pirate Luff ", so I came to have a look."

Chen Hansheng thought that "Pirate Luff" was the later "One Piece". He didn't know where the name was translated from, so he replied, "Okay, then you read it. I'll go to Xianning to play with you next week when I'm free."

Wang Zibo replied after a while, "Xiao Chen, you are too realistic. I've been studying in Xianning University for a year, but you didn't come to see me. Little Yu 'er hasn't even been here for a week, and you came here in a hurry."

"Isn't that obvious?"

Chen Hansheng was ready to pay the bill and go offline, but found that the QQ signature of "Fish Hiding at the Bottom of the Sea" had also changed.

"Good luck!"

After Chen Hansheng saw it, he suddenly felt very happy. It was obvious that Little Yu 'er was comforting him about the nervousness of speaking at the freshmen assembly.

"Thank you."

Chen Hansheng changed the signature to "thank you". After waiting for a while, he found that there was no response, so he directly paid the bill and went offline.

It wasn't until the QQ profile picture of "Chen Yingjun" turned black that the signature of "Fish Hiding at the Bottom of the Sea" became "You're welcome."

Chen Hansheng went back to school not long after he was at home. After all, he promised Chen Tianyu to give a speech.

The president of the student union, Chen Tianyu, to a certain extent, represented the opinion of Guan Shuman. Chen Hansheng was still a follower of Guan Shuman, so he still had to listen to her orders. After all, his wish was to become the most important follower of Guan Shuman.

Two days before the freshmen assembly, Chen Tianyu brought the speech script and clothes over.

Because the freshmen assembly was held in the morning of the official military training, all the freshmen had to wear the military training uniform. In order to unify the format, Chen Hansheng also had to wear the uniform.

"This kind of bloated uniform, it will depend on a person with good looks like me to keep up appearances."

Chen Hansheng said with a smile while trying on the clothes.

"Yes, yes, yes, the finance department will depend on you to keep up appearances in the future."

Chen Tianyu was very helpless, "Hurry up and familiarize yourself with the script, see if there are any rare words that you don't know. I don't know what the school is thinking, to actually let a big boss who failed 5 out of 6 subjects give a speech."

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