"What a nonsense! It's impolite to add names casually and make things out of nothing." He Chong scolded him first, but there was no particular anger on his face.
Today's children are all capable of observing words and emotions from their mother's womb. Even He Dongliang, a bastard, has some attainments and a strong heart, which further shows that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers:
"It's just a chat at home. It seems to be close. If Sister Yueyin is angry, it would be really rude... Doesn't this talk about my apprenticeship? If I want to become an apprentice, who doesn't want to get close to me first?"
He Chong was indeed not angry. He just turned his gaze and said, "Children can act as they please, and it's good to be judgmental. What about you?"
"...Um, me?"
As soon as He Donglou suppressed his muffled smile, he saw the old man's eyes fixed on his position, and he felt naturally frightened. I felt baffled again. Why is this matter involved with him again?
"That's you." He Chong pointed at the handsome grandson by the door and asked him to come into the house. "It's rare to get up so early. Let's talk."
He Donglou walked forward in confusion, took two steps, and suddenly woke up:
It seems like I really can’t escape! Speaking of the third generation of the He family, apart from He Yueyin, he really has more frequent contact with Ronan.
The old man asked, what can he do? I had no choice but to walk closer and say whatever I had to say: "Well, that guy is very talkative. If we communicate normally, he is quite kind and has no bad intentions..."
After the Blood Intent Bracelet appeared, He Donglou went to Ronan to discuss cooperation, but was rejected in disgrace. And the reason for rejection was very strange, saying that the thing was a defective product and could not be circulated as a commodity.
It was true that he was very annoyed at the time, but things turned out to be just as Ronan said. It was always stumbling, and it was always limited to the circle of the laboratory, with almost no possibility of developing and increasing the quantity.
In this way, it can be regarded as helping him avoid a pit. Ho Tung Lau's evaluation comes from this.
He felt that he was quite objective and grinned twice.
He Bozheng glanced at him coldly: "You can laugh. You took the initiative to make friends, but because the business was not done, you came back with a long face. What a big face!"
He Dongliang was shocked: "Brother Lou, how dare you show off your brother-in-law! Have you offended him?"
"I..." A stab in the ribs, a stab in the face, and blood spurts out. No matter how timid He Donglou is, he can't hold back anymore. How can the old man be afraid of you, "little old man" in front of you?
"Why didn't you tell me that I hooked up with him later and played a full game?"
"Wow!" He Dongliang's eyes lit up.
He Donglou regretted it as soon as he exited, especially when he saw the elongated face of Chief of Staff He. He secretly hated himself for being stupid and actually blocked the gun for this little bastard He Dongliang. I quickly went back to find out:
"Well, that's how I describe it. That guy has a weird temper and doesn't want to get too close, but in the past few months, I have been hanging out with friends in his circle. What about Xie Laoer, Hu Laosan, Zhugan, Paper-cutting, octopus...it’s not just one or two things.”
He Bozheng commented coldly: "A close friend."
I can't bear it... I can't bear it!
If He Donglou was really afraid of his father, he wouldn't be a big playboy now. He just rolled his eyes: "I want to kill my friend, but I also want you to be determined, right?"
He Bozheng's face really darkened: "You speak without restraint and you are smart."
After all, He Dongliang was young, inexperienced and a little confused.
He Chong waved to him: "Go and exercise. Don't change your good habits easily, and don't let your bad habits form inertia."
"Ah, oh."
"But the master you want to learn from probably doesn't have time to teach you. You have to think about it again."
He Dongliang raised his thumbs: "I know. I have a backup plan."
He Chong laughed: "You also made plan B?"
"That's right, there's an old saying, if I can't be his apprentice, I will be his junior brother! He has a master, although he only teaches him physical skills..."
The room was silent for a second. He Chong patted his thigh and cursed with a smile: "That's a beautiful idea, get out of here!"
This is really annoying.
He Dongliang wanted to run away for a long time, but after receiving the edict, how could he care about showing off? He didn't care about his cousin, turned around and ran away.
After the little guy rushed out of the door, He Chong turned his eyes and said to He Bozheng: "The unenlightened boy is in high spirits just to watch the fun. Those who have really entered the door probably just hate that they don't have enough brains... When you send people, you must send elites to learn things well.”
He Bozheng said "hmm", but it could be heard that he was still a little hesitant. He Donglou curled his lips.
Even this little trick was discovered by his father. He Bozheng always disliked his biological son in every possible way, so he immediately scolded him: "Let alone other people, you can only see some unsavory things in your eyes."
He Donglou was already unhappy, but now that he was slapped in the face again, he was obviously being treated as a punching bag. He couldn't help it anymore, and he got angry and laughed "ha":
"No matter how unbearable I am, I can finally get a friend who is a frank dog meat. When he returns to Xia City, I will see an opportunity to set up a scene. He will always give face to those who invite three times and two times. I, a playboy, can do this Of these, can we count five in and outside Xia City? This also includes Xie and Hu who are already in the circle... Yes, they do it for the sake of my sister, but they can't stop us from coming back later. Is there a rope and a thread swinging back and forth?"
"He Donglou!"
He Donglou's voice immediately dropped an octave, but he still couldn't keep his mouth shut: "You... I don't care about the things we care about, but the people around me are very clear-eyed! We want friendship, that is, relying on my sister's Yi Zhi'er, but don't think that his real surname is He!"
"Get out!"
"I'm going away, why don't you get out!"
Young Master He Donglou became more energetic, and he turned around and left with a bit of a generous spirit. However, just after twisting half way, my legs hurt slightly and I almost fell to my knees.
"When we are talking, why are you going off topic?"
He Chong pulled back his feet, still with a smile on his face: "Don't worry about your dad, he is planning to join the gang now, for fear of falling off the boat. I want to listen to your opinion and ignore him."
He Donglou liked hearing this, even if he knew it was the old man coaxing his grandson. He patted the hem of his pants twice and dusted off the non-existent dust. Without looking at the face of the person next to him, he spoke with emotion and raised his nostrils to the sky:
"I'm just a fair-weather friend. I'm on the periphery of the circle. What can I know? I've said everything I just said. At most, I'll add a few more sentences. I'll leave it here: He is now a giant Buddha in the world. How can he live without talking about it? , even if he died, at least 1.8 million people would be buried with him. It was not a rotten leaf in the vegetable market that could be weighed by just picking it up a few times.
"With that amount, I, a playboy, can't seduce him, and he can't seduce the cheap girl at home... If someone shows off his old face, he may not be able to find justice!"
