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Duan Feifan felt that it was too early to hang his shoes back.

Duan Yingjie spent about half of his life taking Duan Xiaohao to the world, and half of his time renovating inside, and the people he contacted were almost the same as him...

Many things have different ideas and bottom lines than ordinary people.

Now that he can't judge whether this is appropriate or not, or he can't judge at all, and he can't say it at all, just say it if he wants to. It's appropriate if it's appropriate. If it's not suitable, just be quarrel with me or call me.

After all, when I heard that Duan Feifan had a very rich friend, he also hoped that Duan Feifan could make this friend. I hope that when he couldn't help his son, his son would have such a rich friend who could help him.

Although this was not his intention.

Duan Feifan's loud shout made his father probably find the way to tell the words at this moment. He immediately squeezed past him quickly, opened the door and prepared to go out.

Duan Feifan blocked him with his elbow and kicked the door that had been opened again with one kick.

Without hesitation, my dad took the shoehorn on the wall.

And took two steps back.

"I can break your thing with my hand," Duan Feifan looked at him, "You haven't beat me up with it, I don't have ptsd for this thing..."

"Stainless steel." Dad knocked his shoehorn on the wall twice.

"Same," Duan Feifan said, "Twirl the stainless steel into twists with one hand."

My dad glanced at the shoehorn in his hand and sighed: "It's really my bragging."

Duan Feifan didn't say anything.

My dad stopped for a while and asked again: "What kind of butt?"

"Dad," Duan Feifan looked at him, "That's what you said just now, you have to say it in front of Jiang Kuo. He can fight you immediately, and you will definitely not be able to beat him."

"Hey, I won't say it in front of him," Dad smiled awkwardly, "I just... I don't know what to say now... I can't explain it clearly."

Duan Feifan sighed softly.

"Your mom tells me not to worry about it, I don't care," said dad, "She said that if you talk to a boy in the future, you will talk to a girl like another boy, I don't care."

"Do you can't accept that I've talked to you?" Duan Feifan asked.

Dad didn't say anything.

"Do you think you will be more accepting if I am for money?" Duan Feifan asked again.

"Don't let your second kick fart!" My dad didn't think about it, "I said...but there was no such meaning!"

Duan Feifan smiled.

"I'm not feeling well," my dad sighed again, "but if you're for money, I can beat you up, if you're not for money... your mom said you can't help it."

"I'm quite listening to your ex-wife." Duan Feifan said.

"After all, she has been outside and has always been a person who loves to think about new things," said my father. "Some things are right to hear from her. I'm now looking at them."

"Dad," Duan Feifan felt a little distressed and said softly, "Jiang Kuo is very nice."

"It can be seen," said my father, "a careless child."

He is a little bit sensible, after all, his father is the old fox.

"Yes." Duan Feifan nodded and moved out of Jiang Kuo at the right time to convince his father, "He thought about doing this online store at the beginning, and you can help us when you come out."

My dad glanced at him and didn't say anything.

"He paid a lot of money," Duan Feifan said, "The early things were also his friend, Yang Ke. He ran down. If you want to expand now, we have to work harder."

"I understand." Dad muffled.

"Everyone knows that you are my dad," Duan Feifan said, "I am your son."

Dad turned his head.

"What kind of person I am is because of what kind of person you are." Duan Feifan said.

"The third brother teaches well." My father said with a little nasal sound.

"The third brother is your younger brother," Duan Feifan said, "You are brothers."

"Let's go." My dad quickly walked to the door, hung his shoes back on the wall, opened the door and walked out.

Duan Feifan followed him. When he was waiting for the elevator, his father had nothing to say. After entering the elevator, he asked: "Can you really twist that stainless steel into twists?"

"No." Duan Feifan said, "But as long as I say it is certain, you may believe it."

"…Fuck." said my dad, "I wasn't so confident when I brag."

"I learned from Jiang Kuo." Duan Feifan said.

"He can still brag?" Dad was stunned, "I can't tell."

"He is good at making harsh words," Duan Feifan said, "At the moment school started, he told Lu Haobo that idiot, I can make you unable to survive in this city... It was like a real thing, I almost believed it."

My dad paused for two seconds and laughed for a long time: "That's because they are really rich."

"So you have to combine it with yourself," Duan Feifan said, "I said I could twist it into twists, but I didn't say I could eat it."

My dad stopped laughing, but when he heard this, he laughed again: "Idiot."

"Speak to your son a little more calm." Duan Feifan said.

"Can't you say this?" Dad glanced at him, "I'll talk to you when you were born."

"Yes." Duan Feifan twitched.

"I may not be able to pay attention to many things," my dad looked at the numbers displayed on the elevator floor and said in a low voice, "After all, ten years have passed, I have missed too many."

"I'm there." Duan Feifan said.

Dad smiled and didn't say anything.

Duan Feifan glanced at him, hesitated for a while, then raised his arm and gently placed it on his shoulder.

My dad was stunned for a moment, and then he straightened his back straight.

My father is very capable of recognizing the way. He stayed here for one night and was still drinking. But as soon as he left, he took Duan Feifan to the market by taking a shortcut.

"Awesome, I've come and go here so many times," Duan Feifan said, "I've never walked this path."

"You can see this road upstairs," said my dad, "you still can't."

"You can't be better than you in everything," Duan Feifan said with a smile.

"You want to!" said my dad.

Walking from the nearest road to the back door of Niu Sandao’s new store is much faster than usual.

There were packed goods piled up at the back door, and the courier car was also next to it, but neither the packing worker nor the courier were there.

"Where are people?" said my dad.

Duan Feifan immediately stepped into the store, which was definitely not normal.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he heard the noise of someone in front of him.

I also saw Yang Ke poking his head out from the second floor.

Duan Feifan glanced at him.

"A cripple is here to find fault." Yang Ke is worthy of being the one who writes business reports to Jiang Kuo every day, and reports the situation very simply and clearly.

Duan Feifan tightened his eyebrows.

The market has been demolished, and it seems that the cripple's store has not gone to the new market. I guess I have some time now. I heard that Duan Laoer has come out and can come to find trouble for Niu Sandao.

"Then I have a stomachache." The old man in the wheelchair covered his stomach.

"You'd better hurt," the old uncle pointed at him and rushed out, "Why do you care about me and I'll break my intestines now!"

Jiang Kuo stretched out his arms to stop the old uncle.

"Don't stop me, you'll have to beat someone like this!" The old uncle pulled him away and wanted to continue rushing, "I'm uh..."

Jiang Kuo grabbed the uncle's collar and pulled him back. Before he finished speaking, the collar stuck in his throat.

Uncle is sorry.

Jiang Kuo was very sorry.

Before the old uncle rushed out again, Jiang Kuo walked to the old man in the wheelchair in two steps, and pounced in front of him, carrying the wind, and supported his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, staring at the old man in the wheelchair almost face to face.

The old man in the wheelchair subconsciously shrank back.

"What are you doing!" The son in the wheelchair next to him rushed towards him.

"I warn you," Jiang Kuo turned his head to look at him, "I am not in good health. If you dare to touch me, I will be sick faster than your father."

The son in the wheelchair was shocked by his words.

Jiang Kuo was also shocked by himself. Not to mention the past, he could not even say such words half a year ago.

——If you dare to touch me, I will let you go to jail. I have the final say on how long it takes to sit. By Star Chui Hirano.
To be continued...