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Chapter 339: My Country(4300 words)(2/2)

Mr. Shen, who was squatting beside Xinxin and Feng Chuxue, suddenly stood up and looked around. He felt proud in his heart.

He looked at the lake in front of him, fantasizing about how he had made the place beautifully, and waved his hand.

This will all become my country!

He was so excited that he even made a text message to Liang Zai, "Go, go and ask for a contact information for Boss He."

Liang Zai replied, "Boss, are you sure? I can only bite him and then try my best to show the dog cards in front of him, but in this way, I will probably turn into a dog meat pot on his dinner table at night."

"Well, can't we use a smarter approach?"

"For example, if you personally hacked into the telecommunications system? Are you not the best at this?"

"Uh, OK."

Nowadays, the dog is getting more and more aware of Shen Chong's ability. As he is more pitted, his resistance is getting increasingly improved. He is not as stupid as before and asked him to go east, and he rushes to the east.

The so-called master is like a dog, and learn good people from good people. That's the reason.

Feng Chuxue took Xinxin to draw next to her. From time to time, she was nervous about whether her slightly transparent polo shirt would make Shen Chong feel unhappy.

The result was good. Although he was sitting aside, he almost didn't look at himself from beginning to end.

Except for looking up at Xinxin every once in a while, this big brother was bowing his head and fiddling his cell phone at other times.

Sister Feng didn't know whether to be grateful or depressed.

Mr. Chen is indeed different, different from others.

It’s not her narcissistic, she knows very well how popular she is now.

Feng Chuxue's eyes often floated towards Shen Chong, and even Xinxin noticed that her father had been "playing with his mobile phone". She walked up to him with her waist and angrily, saying loudly: "Dad!"

Shen Chong looked up at Xinxin in a daze, thinking about how to attack the server of the telecommunications supplier.

It is worthy of being a professional company. The server system is extremely stable, with almost no loopholes, and it is quite difficult.

In addition, he even only knew Boss He's name, but there were so many people in the country with the same name and surname, so it was difficult for him to find a breakthrough.

After a while, he came to his senses and asked, "What's wrong with Xinxin?"

"The teacher said, don't always play with your phone. It's not good for your eyes. Why are you still playing with your phone? Really."

Shen Chong was stunned at first, then laughed and touched Xinxin's hair, "Dad is not playing."

"Then what are you doing?"

"I, I'm working hard and want to earn a lot of money for Xinxin, buy the best and most beautiful clothes for Xinxin, and take Xinxin to the most fun amusement park."

Shen Chong said with a smile.

Xinxin seemed a little moved, and thought about it carefully, but said, "Mom already has a lot of money. I don't want you to work so hard as dad."

Shen Chong was stunned at first, and his heart was warm, then hugged her and said, "The way my father works hard is different from that of his mother."

"Ah? What's the difference? Aren't it all earning money from work?"

"You will understand when you grow up."

Shen Chong turned his gaze to Xinxin's drawing board again. Teacher Chuanxue said nothing wrong. Xinxin has such a talent.

Compared to himself, a painter, Xinxin has eyes to discover beauty and hands that can capture beauty.

This talent is mostly inherited from Lao Lin.

Tsk, I really can't tell. Maybe Lao Lin pointed the wrong skill point. If she didn't go into business and turned to art seriously since she was a child, maybe she would be a well-known artist now?

"Hey, then I'll stand up and move for a while. Xinxin, please continue painting, okay?"

"Okay, that's how you are good."

Xinxin nodded and said with satisfaction.

After five o'clock in the afternoon, Xinxin's painting was finally finished, and Shen Chong was about to dig out Boss He's private phone number.

It's not very exquisite. There is a mobile phone number contact information in the transfer information online, but it is not Boss He himself, but probably one of his confidants.

Shen Chong first used this number as a breakthrough point, then reversed the call record, and then found Boss He's name from it. That's right.

In fact, he had a simpler way. When Liang Zai first learned about the incident, Boss He should have gone to find someone directly in the farmhouse.

But he was not willing to let Xinxin stay here alone. Even if Li Hongmu and other bodyguards were there, he was not relieved. This was a mood that only obsessive-compulsive disorder understood.

After sending Xinxin home, Jiang Yu has already returned, but Lin Zhishu is still in the company.

Shen Chong decisively rejected Jiang Yu's suggestion that he would stay and wait for Lin Zhishu to have dinner together, and ran away with a reason.

After leaving the house, he took out his cell phone with excitement, and it was the phone number of Boss He.

He couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Although he is already a rich man, this is the first time he has tried to talk to people about such a big business.

This is different from buying server accessories online. Although it is a big order worth nearly 100 million yuan, he knows the lowest price of those things.

Although it is online shopping, he is looking for acquaintance agents who have traded two or three times. Even if the purchase price has not been completely bottomed out, the difference is still too far away.

For this matter today, the other party is also a boss with a net worth of hundreds of millions. Although he is still a general in the loss, he cannot be taken lightly.

How should I say the first sentence so that I can not lose my momentum without revealing my determined mentality?

If I were seen through, wouldn’t I have to pay more?

He thought about it for a long time, outlining dozens of different conversations in his mind, realizing that he was foolproof, and then dialed the phone.

Five seconds later, Mr. Chen looked at his phone blankly with a strange expression.

A busy tone of beeping is coming from the receiver.

Uncle, I was hung up!
Chapter completed!
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