The video is very clear and it's in a high-end hotel.
Huo Chenling was also in the video, but he was at the hotel entrance.
Bai Qian had not arrived when he left. Half an hour after he left, Bai Qian arrived and took the elevator to the hotel's penthouse suite.
It was obvious to everyone that this penthouse suite was already occupied by someone, a middle-aged man in his fifties with a big belly.
Zaizai stared at the man in the video carefully and nodded.
"That's the father of the baby in Aunt Bai's belly!"
Little red-haired zombie: "Zai Zai...know?"
Zaizai chuckled: "Zaizai can see the marriage and family lines if you look carefully."
After all, the baby in her belly is only more than a month old, and she is a former prefectural resident who has been lining up to be reincarnated in the past month.
If she wanted to know who the child's father was, she could find out by looking through the book of life and death. She looked through it in her spiritual consciousness.
I didn't know that Huo An'an was not my uncle's biological daughter before, because my strength was not as strong as it is now, and I didn't deliberately read the book of life and death.
The little red-haired zombie exclaimed: "Zai Zai...it's so awesome!"
Huo brothers: "..."
They wanted to praise Zaizai, but the little red-haired zombie beat them to it.
Huo Chenhui, the only patriarch, was sitting on the sofa, listening to the conversation between Zai Zai and the little red-haired zombie, with a numb face.
Lie flat!
Just lie flat!
Do not care of details!
Zai Zai here is still cheerful: "Zi Zai is not great, Zai Zai's father is even more powerful!"
The little red-haired zombie thought of his father, pursed his lips and stopped talking.
The three brothers Huo Silin, Huo Sijin and Huo Sijue looked at each other and felt that the little red-haired zombie must have a biological father.
But every time it is mentioned, it seems that it is not mentioned.
Could it be that his biological father was not good to him?
While the three brothers were fighting with each other, the reporters in the video were all speechless.
Several reporters even left midway, covering their faces with their bags for fear of being photographed in the face.
Following the previous hot search for the rekindling of the old relationship between Huo Chenling and the daughter of the Bai family, the news about the relationship between the daughter of the Bai family and the person in charge of the Huo family has been trending at a faster rate, and then firmly ranked first in the hot search.
At the same time, a tall and straight man who had just finished filming a scene of ascending to the throne in a costume film and television studio came out of the filming set wearing a golden dragon robe and entered the nearby lounge.
The TV in the lounge was playing a press conference held by Huo Chenling, the leader of the Huo Group. The tall and straight man looked up lightly.
If you look carefully, you can see a dark red flashing across this man's eyes in the night light.
The assistant came in with freshly brewed tea.
"Teacher Jiang, your tea."
Jiang Yuan hummed indifferently. With his broad brows and aggressive facial features, his expression became even more indifferent. He took the tea and raised his head slightly to continue watching the drama news.
Assistant Xiao Hai has become accustomed to him as an artist with facial paralysis. In addition to being very strict, his salary is higher than that of other artists, even ridiculously high. He feels that he can accept it even if the artist has stricter requirements on him.
After all, efforts must be directly proportional to gains!
Xiaohai was a little surprised to see that his own artists rarely watched the news.
After all, what our artists like to watch the most is history and culture, such as five thousand years of Chinese history, historical monuments, etc...
"Teacher Jiang, Huayue Entertainment, a subsidiary of the Huo Group, intends to sign a contract with you. Your contract is about to expire. Look..."
Jiang Yuan's voice was extremely cold: "No need!"
Xiaohai immediately shut up.
"OK."
Jiang Yuan asked another question: "Have you found it?"
The child remembered the characteristics given by his artist to find someone, and spoke with difficulty.
"Teacher Sho, it's hard to find him just because he has red hair."
Afraid that his artist would be dissatisfied with his work, Xiao Hai immediately explained.
"Nowadays, young people are very adventurous and like to dye their hair, so... there are really a lot of red-haired boys on the street."
It's not that he doesn't work hard to help his artist find a baby. The key is that his artist gives too little information and doesn't even have a photo. This is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Shifting Yuan's gaze from the TV to Xiao Hai, he spoke slowly, word by word.
"He was born with red hair! It's different from the dyed hair now! It looks better! More natural! More handsome! More elegant!"
Little sea:"……"
You are so sure that your baby is very handsome and good-looking, why can't you describe your baby's specific appearance?
Is it difficult to find a map hunter to draw it?
With the money-making ability of our artist, it is estimated that he can find it in less than a day.
"Teacher Jiang is so handsome, so naturally Teacher Jiang's children are also handsome!"
Jiang Yuan, who was showing signs of being irritable, calmed down instantly. As long as he praised his son, he could calm down immediately.
"So, there is only one child with natural red hair who is as handsome as me. Nowadays, society and technology are so advanced, why haven't we found him yet?"
Xiaohai: "...Teacher Jiang, I would like to ask, do you remember how old Mr. Xiaojiang is?"
This is fatal!
He looked for a lot of red-haired people, and a lot of boys. The shutdown was because his artist didn't even think about how old his children were.
He once suspected that the child was not his own artist's biological child.
Jiang Yuan began to feel a little irritable again, and his head even ached faintly.
When Xiaohai saw the situation of his artist, he spoke hurriedly.
"Teacher Jiang, don't think about it. I know. I will go find him right away. Starting from the age of three to eighteen, we will investigate step by step!"
I just don’t know how to find the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse!
As soon as he said he would go look for it, his brain suddenly hurt. Jiang Yuan quickly turned his back and his eyes, which had started to turn scarlet, gradually returned to their original blackness.
"Go find it!"
After the rage caused by Naoren'er's pain subsided little by little, and he felt that the fangs in his mouth would not be exposed, Jiang Yuan suddenly turned around and called to Xiao Hai who was leaving in a hurry.
"etc!"
Xiaohai stopped in a hurry; "Teacher Jiang, is there anything else?"
When Jiang Yuan passed by, he, who was 1.92 meters tall, looked like an unshakable towering mountain in front of Xiao Hai, who was 1.75 meters tall. He was dressed in an imperial crown, just like the arrival of an ancient emperor. The cold aura made Xiao Hai almost kneel down and crawl. Shouting on the ground long live my emperor.
"Teacher Jiang?"
Jiang Yuan took out a gold card from the drawer on the table next to him and handed it over.
"There are 50 million in it. Hire more people to look for it together. If it's not enough, tell me directly!"
Xiaohai took over the heavy fifty million and felt that the task was as heavy as Mount Tai.
Our artists are really generous!
He was so generous that he couldn't help but say: "Teacher Jiang, I can't spend so much money. I still have the money you gave me before. I have..."
Jiang Yuan interrupted him angrily: "Stop talking nonsense! Take it and find someone for me!"
Xiaohai: "...Yes!"
Xiaohai tensed up and walked away with the heavy fifty million.
After calling his girlfriend and happily complaining that his artist was too rich, too arrogant and had no sense of money, his girlfriend suddenly sent him a photo.
"Xiao Hai, look at this baby. He also has red hair, and his hair is very long."
Xiao Hai took a look and said: "This baby is at most four years old, and with such long hair, it looks like a girl. My artist's baby is a boy! This one is definitely not!"
In Huo's manor, the little red-haired zombie suddenly sneezed heavily.
Zaizai looked at him in surprise: "Brother Xiaojiang, do you have a cold?"
Huo Sijue joked: "It's possible that someone is thinking about you!"
Zaizai was even more surprised: "Who cares about Brother Xiaojiang? His coffin boards are now in the dark room. Without the coffin boards, he is worthless!"
Little red-haired zombie: "..."
Huo brothers: "..."
Huo Chenhui: "..."
The Huo family all looked at the little red-haired zombie and couldn't help but laugh.
The little red-haired zombie hesitated for a moment and looked at Zai Zai expectantly.
"Zai Zai, I... still have... dad's... coffin planks! It's even more... valuable!"
[Written by: Jiang Yuan:………………]
