Guo Zheng was stunned and said: "How come there is a middle-aged man's voice that sounds quite angry." At this time, Guo Zheng suddenly remembered that Qinqin, Yi'er, Xiaoba is a girl, don't say anything Surprisingly, Guo Zheng opened the door and rushed out. When he came to the living room, others were stunned. .
It seems that the picture is not what he imagined, but there is a middle-aged man wearing a suit sitting on the sofa, while Xiaoba Yi'er is sitting on the sofa. Another time, Qinqin is standing with her head lowered. In front of a young man.
The sudden noise shocked everyone in the living room. Guo Zheng suddenly became the focus of Qinqin, Yi'er, Xiao Ba and the middle-aged man. At this time, not only Yi'er and Xiao Ba laughed out loud, but also Even Qinqin, who was standing, couldn't help but laugh. When the middle-aged man who was already angry saw Guo Zheng, his face turned livid and his brows knitted together. The rise and fall of his chest showed that he was Breathing heavily.
At this time, Guo Zheng suddenly remembered. . . I was too anxious. . . Thinking that they were threatening, they rushed out immediately, but now they are still wearing pajamas, and their hair has not been washed, and it still looks like a chicken coop. .
"Laughing! Still laughing!! Who is he? What's going on? Why is there a man living with you?" At this time, the middle-aged man said in a more serious tone.
Guo Zheng was not happy when he heard this and said: "Who are you... who come here to point fingers..." Just as he was about to open his mouth to refute, he heard Qinqin speak.
"Dad... His name is Guo Zheng... As I told you before... We met in the game, and now we are planning to set up a guild... If we want to manage the guild together, then naturally we have to live together. .And...you see what you said...we just live under the same roof, not sleeping together...I, Yier or Shiwan, we all live on the 2nd floor, and he lives on the 1st floor. .Besides...are you still worried about...your daughter's skills?" Qinqin said.
The middle-aged man choked back on these words. . Only then did Guo Zheng realize that things were not as he imagined. . So he hurried over and said politely: "Hello, uncle... I'm sorry... I was a little abrupt... Hahaha..."
"You brat, you think I'm a bad guy." The middle-aged man's tone softened a little. Although Guo Zheng appeared so abruptly and thought he was a bad guy, at least one thing is worthy of recognition, that is, in his opinion, this He was very pleased that the three girls could rush out immediately when they were in danger, so he softened his tone a little, and Guo Zheng was an outsider after all. . He also doesn't like to lose his temper too much in front of outsiders.
"Then what do you think we should do? We can't continue to be in a stalemate like this. Isn't this wasting your own time?" The middle-aged man continued. At this time, Guo Zheng also found a place to sit down, and saw that Yi'er had returned to his original state, and Xiaoba was still snickering there.
"Dad... don't force me... I don't like him... I don't want to either..." Qinqin continued.
"What do you mean by forcing you? They are young and promising people. Have you ever been in contact with them? You just deny it... and now you are so angry that you ran out... Aren't you wasting your time? Tell me that you also like to play Dragon Soaring. It’s a game, so why don’t you go back and help dad take care of it? Dad also invested a lot of manpower and material resources in it." said the middle-aged man.
"Dad... I have my own ideas... and we have to get on the right track..." Qinqin said with a pout.
"I know you young people have your own ideas, but you can't reject my proposal without even trying it... Besides, on the right track? Just you, Yi'er, Shiwan, and this young man named Guo Zheng, There are only four of you... Where should we go on the right track?" the middle-aged man continued.
"We need time..." Qinqin said.
"Yes, Uncle Su, don't be angry, we do need time..." At this time, Yi'er spoke for Qinqin.
"Hey... Okay... I can give her time if you need it, but it can't be without a deadline, right?" the middle-aged man said.
"Give me half a year!" Qinqin said.
"Hmph, half a year, half a year is too long. Do you know what this game will be like after half a year? I will give you three months at most." The middle-aged man said and made three signs with his hands.
"Okay! It's a deal. If you can't make a name for yourself in three months, I'll go back to the company with you, okay?" Qinqin rolled her eyes and wanted to end this conversation as soon as possible.
"Yi'er, Shiwan, help your uncle be a witness for only three months." After saying that, the middle-aged man put on his coat, walked out and left in the car.
Although Guo Zheng knew something about it, he still seemed confused. It seemed that Qinqin's father wanted her to return to the company to help, but it seemed that Qinqin was very disgusted. There seemed to be someone Qinqin didn't like involved. people. . .
"Hurry up and eat. It's already 9 o'clock. I'll talk to you later at the dinner table." Qinqin also saw that Guo Zheng was confused. We have to talk sooner or later anyway, so why not strike now while the iron is hot?
At this time, Guo Zheng discovered a large thermos box on the table. At this time, Xiao Ba said to Guo Zheng from the side: "Qinqin's father bought these, and ah, don't stand here, do you want to Are you going to have breakfast dressed like this?"
Only then did Guo Zheng remember that he was still in pajamas and had not washed his hair, face or brushed his teeth. . He hurried back to the house, changed his clothes and washed up. At this time, Guo Zheng saw text messages and missed calls from Dragon Soul on his mobile phone.
The text message read: "Boss, we are all online... Why are none of you here?" So Guo Zheng replied: "Suddenly something happened, it doesn't matter... Let's postpone it for half an hour. About 9:30."
"Okay, I'm done talking to them." Dragon Soul replied.
At this time, Guo Zhengcai left the room and walked to the dining table to eat, and told the three girls that he and Longhun had agreed to postpone it for half an hour, so everyone speeded up their meal. Qinqin also briefly said that even Uncle Su was planning to eat at the table. To take a piece of the virtual cake in the Dragon game, we mobilized manpower and material resources in the group to set up the group's studio, and then hired a more qualified manager to take care of this matter. At the beginning of the period, Qinqin was also interested. As the eldest lady of the group, she was naturally qualified to visit the studio. As a result, the manager fell in love with her, so he began to pursue her crazily. She always disagreed, but the manager still had certain strength and took Uncle Su's Every step of the plan was realized more perfectly, so Uncle Su felt that he was a young man with great potential and ability, and he also hoped that Qinqin would try to date him, so Qinqin ran out in anger.
Now Qinqin is planning to be angry and put her future destiny on these three months. If she makes a name for herself and makes achievements, then since she has enough capital, she can make her own decisions. If she makes achievements, she will go back to the company to help Uncle Su. If you manage a studio, you have to face the manager every day.
Guo Zheng was also surprised after hearing this. In the past, he didn't believe it just when he heard others say that every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite. He always felt that as a rich person, almost 90% of things can be solved with money. There is no such thing as too much trouble. As a result, after knowing what happened to Qinqin today, I believe even more how correct this sentence is.
After eating, Guo Zheng came over and patted Qinqin's shoulder gently and said: "Don't worry, I will try my best to help you. We can realize our dreams by ourselves." Qinqin nodded gently. He said: "Thank you."
After that, Qinqin went up the stairs to the second floor and returned to her room. Guo Zheng looked at Qinqin's back and felt strong in his heart.
