Chapter 417

"Well." Mr. Shen answered with a deep voice.

He decided, pursed his mouth, just don't talk, don't speak, won't lose.

After Yan Yan put the money away, he said to Mr. Shen, "Tai Gong, do you know how that beauty knows that my grandfather is not hooked?"

Master Shen twisted his eyebrows and ordered, "say it."

"Ha ha." Yan Yan didn't say, he ran away with a smile and went to watch TV.

It's hard for Mr. Shen to sit on the sofa alone.

He was curious about why the beauty said he didn't hook.

He glanced at the money on the table. It was only 100 yuan?

It doesn't pay to hold back.

Mr. Shen waved to the flame.

Yan Yan ran past, innocent show lovely smile, eyes inside bright, radiate light.

Mr. Shen took a hundred yuan and put it in Yan Yan's hand and asked, "why, that beauty has seen it?"

"Taigong, I forgot to tell you that my surname in the story is Jiang."

Jiang Taigong, no hook fishing, willing to hook.

How does he feel that Yanyan is the real Jiang Taigong, and he happens to be the fish

An hour later, Shen Mochen went to the villa in the western suburbs. When he went in, he looked a little bad.

Old man Shen glared at Shen Mo Chen and blamed him: "how did you come so late? You may as well come five minutes earlier. "

"The dynamite?" Shen Mo Chen looked at the old man Shen lightly and walked in and looked at Yan Yan.

Yan Yan sat next to Mr. Shen, patted him and said, "I'm sorry, I bullied you. I'm low in IQ."

Mr. Shen said:

Yan Yan took out a hundred yuan from his bulging pocket and put it in the hand of Mr. Shen, "take it, buy some walnuts, the villa here, I'll wait for you to win back at any time."

Shen Mo Chen roughly understood, looked at the old man Shen and asked, "you won't lose thousands of yuan, lose red eyes, lose the villa."

Ding.

All in.

Old man Shen stood up and ordered a little Yanyan and Shen Mochen.

The father and son, the same, bullied him.

Shen snorted, put his hand behind his back and walked towards the bedroom door.

"What's the matter? Find a place to hide your old face? " Shen Mo Chen quipped and asked.

"I'll go and hang myself with a noodle." Mr. Shen said without looking back and pushed the door into the room.

"Is Taigong OK?" Yan Yan doesn't know the old man Shen very well. He asks Shen Mo Chen about it.

Shen Mo Chen chuckles, "do you say?"

Yan Yan is not at ease. Don't hurt the old man. He goes to Mr. Shen's door, opens a crack in the door and looks inside secretly.

With a smile on his face, Mr. Shen is lying on his desk writing his autobiography.

General content: I have a very smart great grandson, about half as smart as I am. He looks like my wife, but I am not handsome. Hehe, I think, should I give the shares to my grandson or my great grandson? One is better than the other. I have to investigate and investigate, and give the best one to carry forward my career.

Yan Yan saw that Mr. Shen was in a good mood. He closed the door and walked towards the TV.

Shen Mochen put his feet on the tea table and leaned lazily on the sofa. The light on his head fell on him, which gave birth to a sense of sexiness. He just sat down and attracted everyone's attention.

he understands the temperament of Mr. Shen. Now he thinks he is bragging with his diary. After that, according to his grandfather, he will turn around after he retires.

Autobiography?

Shen Mochen was helpless.

Last time he had a peep, he almost wanted to blind himself.

In order not to prick my grandfather's hide, he still didn't read it.

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