"Brother, if you like it, I still have it in my car. I'll get it for you." Zhao Qinghuan took the opportunity to win over with each other.

Those who can drive this kind of car are naturally not small households. The driver's mouth is tight. How can we do without some means?

"No, No." Uncle Zhang waved his hand. "I can't take anything from you without merit. Besides, it's hard to get this smoke."

"It doesn't matter. Didn't you say that a good thing is to share it with people who understand it. People outside don't know the goods. Don't spoil it. Besides, I have more than one here." Zhao Qinghuan said as he went to his car, "brother, wait for me. I'll be right back."

Zhao Qinghuan took the cigarette from the car and came back. In just one minute, he stuffed the cigarette into Uncle Zhang. "Take it and make friends."

Zhang Bo saw the other party's car, the top in the world. Such a person really didn't need to think about hurting himself. He should be really just enthusiastic. He postponed it for a few times, and finally collected it. He put the cigarette on the car like a rare baby.

Special offer. The president of the country smokes. Not everyone has the opportunity to smoke. In the eyes of people who love smoking, isn't it a treasure? It's hard to say. My young master hasn't been able to smoke yet. If you want to talk about it, you can blow it for several lives, "thank you, little brother."

"I have nothing to return now, but as long as my little brother opens his mouth, I will do what I can do in the future."

Uncle Zhang is an honest man. He feels that he can't accept the gift at ease. "Well, I'll leave you a phone number. If you need it, just call me."

"What's this saying? I'm not for anything. I can't do it like this. In order to dispel Zhang Bo's vigilance, Zhao Qinghuan didn't leave each other's phone number, but smoked with him and chatted with him for a while.

In the city where Zhao Qinghuan is located, under the Imperial City, there are many things that Uncle Zhang doesn't know. Uncle Zhang is only responsible for driving Nancheng and enen. He hasn't left the city in his life. He's really interested in hearing those things.

Later, they talked and introduced the topic to the children. "Today's young people just feel pressure and don't want to have children."

Zhang Bo is very open-minded. "It's his choice whether to live or not. As long as he feels good and has a good time, it doesn't matter if he doesn't want to live."

"Yes, yes." Zhao Qinghuan echoed. "You're right, brother. You're blessed with both children and two beautiful children. It's really enviable. To tell you the truth, I'm going to be jealous of you. I'm so lucky."

As soon as Zhang Bo heard this, he was so frightened that he waved his hand, "don't talk nonsense. It's not my child. I don't have such good luck. My family only has a worthless son."

"Oh?" it was set. Zhao Qinghuan took the opportunity to go deep. "Isn't it your child? I think it looks like you."

Who doesn't like listening to good words? Uncle Zhang is the same. He smiles and is not happy. "Little brother, you flatter me. I'm not so good-looking. It really hurts me. Those two children are not mine, but the children of my boss."

"Your boss?" Zhao Qinghuan asked casually.

"Yes, my boss, you should have heard of it, Gu Jia."

Gu Jia?? Zhao Qinghuan had a bottom in his heart, but he didn't show it. He still had to make a final determination. "Take care of his family? Which one? Brother, I'm sorry, I'm not local. Is it Gu Yebai? He used to be quite famous. I've heard of him in several cities."

"Yes, it's Gu Yebai." Zhang Bo said, "those two children are his. It's just that the young master brought them back from abroad when he was six years old. It's said that they are illegitimate children."

"But he doesn't look like a young master at all. There are all kinds of words outside and it's said that he was adopted. In short, only the young master knows what it is, but personally, I prefer the latter."

The latter, "adoption?"

"Yes," said Zhang Bo, "based on my understanding of the young master, since he met Mrs. Shao, he has never had anyone else in his heart. How can he leave an illegitimate child? If an illegitimate child is born with Mrs. Shao's temper, it is absolutely impossible to accept it, so I guess it must be adopted."

"After all, the young master has only one daughter. He is afraid that no one will inherit his family property. It makes sense to adopt a son."

Hearing Zhang Bo's words, Zhao Qinghuan counted in his heart, "it's so, but in the final analysis, it's none of our business. It's either adopted or biological, whatever."

Zhang Bo agreed, "yes."

Zhao Qinghuan and he pulled a few words, then found an excuse to leave, and then quickly called Chu Nan, "where are you?"

The playground is so big and there are many people on weekends. Zhao Qinghuan knows that Chu Nan is inside, but he doesn't want to look for it aimlessly and waste time. "I've got a conversation. I'll come to you right away and tell you in detail."

"Come in. Go straight in. There's a shooting range. Come here."

"OK, come right away." after hanging up the phone, Zhao Qinghuan went straight into the door.

There are many kinds of amusement parks, a sea of people, children's laughter, and all kinds of game facilities are running and overcrowded.

"Mom, I want to play roller coaster!!"

"Mom, I want to ride a merry go round and a bumper car. I like bumper cars too!"

"Mom, can I have a balloon? The balloon is so beautiful!!"

Mom, Zhao Qinghuan's ears hurt. The child was noisy and troublesome. He didn't like it. He kept pushing in the crowd and kept moving forward as Chu Nan said.

The more you go inside, gradually, the game facilities are played by older children. Young girls shuttle around. There are fewer people than before.

After walking for about ten minutes, Zhao Qinghuan saw Chu Nan.

An adult man always stands out among a group of boys and girls.

Even if he is now sitting in the rest area, drinking iced milk tea under the sunshade.

Zhao Qinghuan hurried over and grabbed the milk tea in front of him. He gulped it. After drinking more than half of it at one breath, "I've just spent a long time. I'm dying of thirst."

Chu Nan raised his eyes, "you drink my milk tea."

"I know." Zhao Qinghuan disagreed. "What's the matter with your drink? I don't dislike it."

Chu Nan threw out three words, "I hate it."

Zhao Qinghuan, "..."

"Chu Nan, your sister, I work hard for you, but you dislike that I drink your milk tea dirty!"

"This is what I drank."