Xiaozhou and War Soul Wuji draw the butterfly pounce mission -

Team up to Tieyunling to rush to the butterfly.

【Private Chat】

Zhanhun Wuji: You are so lucky.

Xiaozhou: You ordered it first.-_-

War Soul Wuji:...Let's go.

There were actually quite a few people on Tieyunling. One by one, they all rushed around happily with net bags.

After seeing Zhan Hun Wuji climbing the mountain, Qiao Yihang sat down and started meditating. He thought that people had three urgent needs, so he followed him to meditate. This time, it took ten minutes.

【Team】

Xiaozhou: Are you back?

War Soul Wuji: I have never left.

Xiaozhou:o(s□t)o Then why don’t you move?

War Soul Wuji: Waiting for you to pounce.

Xiaozhou: Ah?

War Soul Wuji: Let me take advantage of the experience this time.

Xiaozhou:...

War Soul Wuji: It’s really not good to have a big man doing this action.

Xiaozhou:...

Zhang Zhi's mood that had been holding it all night finally turned around. It doesn't matter if Xiao Zhou was rushing to the butterfly on the screen, but his head was powerful, and he could automatically replace it with Qiao Yihang's rushing to the butterfly.

He reached out to grab the water cup and wanted to drink water, but as soon as he picked it up, he found that the cup was empty, so he had to turn around and go into the kitchen to pour water. When he came back, he found that the couple's mission in the task panel had been completed.

【Team】

War Soul Wuji:(⊙o⊙) So fast?

...He hasn't seen anything yet!

Xiaozhou: There are special butterfly sellers there. I think the price is similar to the medicine you bought, so I bought it all. It’s easy to save trouble.

War Soul Wuji:...

War Soul Wuji: Go and hand in the mission.

After handing over the couple's mission, Xiaozhou was promoted to another level.

Zhanhun Wuji sent a trading box to pass.

Qiao Yihang clicked and saw that the medicine he sold to him was neatly placed inside.

Are you going to return the goods?

Anyway, there was no loss. Qiao Yihang transferred the money and locked the transaction, but the other party canceled the transaction again.

【Team】

War Soul Wuji: Just treat me as paying for the butterfly and returning the medicine to you.

Xiaozhou:(⊙o⊙)What are you doing so clearly?

If it were the case before, Zhang Zhi would have been happy with this sentence, but now he already knew the true face of Xiaozhou, so he would be so awkward to hear this sentence.

【Team】

War Soul Wuji: Brothers settle accounts clearly. What you said is that games are games.

Xiaozhou:...

Small boat: No collection.

War Soul Wuji:-_-#Why?

Xiaozhou: Because you took me to level up the sparring fee is even more expensive.

War Soul Wuji:...

Xiaozhou: So I decided to turn a blind eye and not counting clearly.

War Soul Wuji: That one I don’t count.

Xiaozhou: I don’t count this. My mother called me to sleep, so I got off first.88.

Then he didn't care about what his reaction was. Qiao Yihang pressed to exit the game directly, then got up and took a shower.

Left Zhang Zhi looked at the screen and sulked.

Perhaps the battle was really inexplicably fought tonight, so he refused the invitation from other people in the gang to form a team, ran to the back mountain of Pini Mountain alone, and stared at the waterfall that was rushing.

There is an NPC standing next to the waterfall, and he is also looking at the scenery with him.

Maybe it was because of the same illness, or maybe it was because of the idleness and boredom, the war soul Wuji pointed to the conversation with him.

Jia Xiang: Mingzun has a close relationship with the capital city Xueyihou. However, as subordinates, we should turn a blind eye.

...

Who thought of such a nonsensical dialogue?

Zhang Zhizheng shook his head, and the doorbell suddenly rang, and he woke up like an alarm bell with only a desk lamp and a screen on the house.

He frowned, and he only told his mother who was far away in the United States that he could guess who the person was with his knees.

When he opened the door, it was indeed Zhang Fuxun who stood outside.

Seeing that he had no intention of getting out of the way, Zhang Fuxun, whose already tough face became even colder, "Don't you invite me in?"

Zhang Zhi leaned against the door and said lazily: "It's too late, I'm ready to go to bed."

"Don't you often play games all night? You should just get up now." He said, pushing him away and walked in.

Zhang Zhi closed the door casually and turned on the lights in the living room.

Zhang Fuxun glanced at the living room and said, "I can't make money, but I'm quite happy."

Zhang Zhi put his hands in his pockets, still leaning against the wall beside the door, looking like he was ready to see off guests at any time. "I don't mind you stopping my living expenses."

"Then what are you going to do? Go to the United States to get involved in a gangster?" Zhang Fuxun sat down on the sofa and looked at him coldly.

The two looked at each other not like father and son, but more like opponents.

Zhang Zhi broke the deadlock and said, "What are you doing so late?"

Zhang Fuxun said: "Come and ask you, will you prepare to go to work or study next."

"Go to work?" Zhang Zhi shrugged, "Okay. I'll go to McDonald's to apply for the exam tomorrow."

"Is McDonald's an industry of the Zhang family? Do you want to care?" Zhang Fuxun said, "Come to Zhang. I will arrange it for you."

Zhang Zhi bent his mouth, "Brother is determined not to inherit Zhang's family?"

Zhang Fuxun slowly raised his head and stared at him coldly, "Are you happy?"

"Does it have anything to do with me?" he said indifferently.

"No matter whether your elder brother returns to Zhang or not, you are a member of Zhang. I always keep your place in the company."

"Okay. You stay." Zhang knew, "but I don't know when I have time to sit."

Zhang Fuxun's anger that had been accumulated since he was on leave school finally burst out, "What's your attitude!"

Zhang Zhi's expression was cold, which was exactly the same as when Zhang Fuxun first entered the door. "There is no way, it's like this without a father."

Zhang Fuxun narrowed his eyes, "Do you think you still have the right to be willful at your age?"

Zhang Zhi sneered.

"Do you know how many people start their own careers at about the same age as you?" Zhang Fuxun suddenly stood up and pointed at his nose, "Your grandfather had already worked on the set when you were so old, and then slowly turned from an extra to an entertainment king. Do you know how many years it took him? Fifty-six years! In the end, he passed away without enjoying anything. Don't think you have everything now, so you don't have to cherish anything! Time passes very quickly. You are nineteen years old now, and you may be thirty-nine, forty-nine, fifty-nine years old in a blink of an eye. If you want to do something, you may not even be able to learn!"

Zhang Zhi curled his lips disdainfully.

"I can't care about you not studying. All roads lead to Rome. I am the chairman of the Zhang Group. I can and are willing to give my son more choices and more paths. But I can't tolerate him picking a path that turns into a waste!"

Zhang Zhi: "I will choose my future myself."

"How to choose? You don't even want to take the first step." Zhang Fuxun took a deep breath and said, "If you have time, you can understand the entertainment industry. At least you will be familiar with the environment of the domestic entertainment industry first, which will be beneficial to your future."

"Domestic environment? Are artists like Qiao Yihang who swear in the game and end up being fucked by everyone?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Fuxun's eyes, "Have you seen this news as well?"

Zhang Zhi didn't comment.

"He is a contracted artist of Zhang's ef record company. Although there is negative news, he has always been."

"You just said he is an artist under Zhang's family?" Zhang Zhi's eyes lit up.

Zhang Fuxun said: "What's wrong with the record contract?"
Chapter completed!