Tyrant Romance

Chapter 54

As the saying goes, hooligans are not to be feared, but they are cultured.

The true meaning of this sentence was not fully understood until today by Ji Hanzhi.He originally wanted to make a call to Zheng Chao at the entrance of the museum, telling him to pack up and go back home if he had nothing to do, but the voice on the phone reminded him that the other party was not in the service area, so he was stunned.

Isn't that guy time-traveling?Ji Hanzhi thought with lingering fear, while walking into the museum, he searched for Ji Qingran everywhere. His father didn't have many hobbies in his life, and studying ancient books was the same.Because this hobby is too elegant, there are no like-minded people at all, that kind of mood is just... the same as Meng Leng CP.

When he found Ji Qingran's figure, he was standing in front of a display cabinet having a lively chat with a tall man, and he laughed heartily from time to time.

Bridge bean sack, Ji Hanzhi thought he was dazzled, so he rubbed his dog's eyes hard.

Why... is the big local tyrant here?And having a good chat with his dad?

"Dad!" Ji Hanzhi rushed over in a panic, took Ji Qingran's arm, and said, "Why are you with him?!" This person is dangerous, flammable and explosive.

Ji Qingran was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ji Han suspiciously, "Why, do you know Mr. Zheng?"

"Hehe, Mr. Ji is such a coincidence. It turns out that Mr. Ji is your father. I'm so rude." Zheng Chao smiled amiably and looked at Ji Hanzhi.

Fuck it, it's so stupid not to act if you're so good at pretending!Ji Han roared like a lion in his heart, but on the surface he was extremely hypocritical.

"Mr. Zheng, it's really unexpected to meet you in France, ha ha." Ji Hanzhi smiled distortedly, with Wang Xueqin's expression of ravaging Fu Wenpei.

Zheng Chao said: "I came to France to buy ancient books. I heard that there are many treasures in this museum, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect to meet such a senior colleague as Mr. Ji. I am really lucky."

Ji Qingran laughed: "Mr. Zheng, seeing that you love this way so much at such a young age, you are a formidable future generation. You and I can become friends who forget years."

Ji Hanzhi's eyes widened suddenly, and after only a while, his father seemed to have been brainwashed, what the hell did you do to me, Odosang, a big local tyrant! !

"Dad, come here, I have something to tell you." Ji Hanzhi couldn't stand it any longer, so he quickly pulled Ji Qingran aside, and said quietly, "Dad, don't be fooled by him, this guy surnamed Zheng is a profiteer, sir. He is a profiteer, he didn’t buy ancient books at all, how could he understand those! See clearly, Dad!”

Ji Qingran couldn't believe it, and said, "How can I, Ji Qingran, be mistaken? This Mr. Zheng is well-spoken and polite. He is obviously a scholar. He has a few ancient books that I have been looking for. I will definitely ask him to borrow them when I have time." appreciate."

Dad, there are two kinds of scholars, one is literature, the other is martial arts, no, it is theory.There is no doubt that the big local tyrant is a simple and rude science and engineering master. That guy doesn't even read Shakespeare, how can he read ancient books?

"Dad, you have to be sober, don't be fooled by him, the guy named Zheng is notorious in the country, he often does some bad things in collusion between government and businessmen, and he has piles of black-hearted debts." Ji Hanzhi tried hard to persuade him , Exhausted, now he finally understands the difficulty of doing pyramid schemes.

Ji Qingran felt that something was wrong with Ji Hanzhi: "Hanzhi, why do you keep smearing Mr. Zheng, you can't frame others without evidence."

evidence?I am the living proof!Father, do you need your son to take off his clothes and show you the insane and vicious things that beast has done to your well-behaved and lovely son!He violated the body of your pure and innocent son!

Ji Hanzhi pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Ji Qingran felt that Ji Hanzhi was messing around, so he let him go, and walked back to Zheng Chao by himself, and the two chatted happily.

Speaking of today, President Zheng Da has greatly saved face and cleared the stigma for the science and engineering students. Who said that academics don't understand literature and art?

Hehe, after a few days of hard work, you can still hold the Buddha's feet temporarily.

Superior IQ does not allow them to underestimate themselves!

Glancing at Ji Hanzhi beside Ji Qingran, Zheng Chao smiled mysteriously, "Mr. Ji, why don't we find a place to sit down and have a good chat, I'll keep those ancient books you mentioned, take a look When will I send it over for you to have a look at?"

Ji Qingran shuddered, and said excitedly: "Hehe, I'm so kind, Mr. Zheng is so generous, but Ji is so disrespectful, he deserves it."

"Where is it?" Zheng Chao said politely.

Pooh, do you think you are acting in a costume drama? You come and go, playing Tai Chi!Ji Hanzhi glared at Zheng Chao in disgust, this guy is not sick, if he lied to my dad like this, if it is exposed, it will be a bigger catastrophe like a storm.

How does a husband know about his wife's worries?

Zheng Chao was also forced to go to the Liangshan Mountains, and the next plan was to deal with the father-in-law. How can there be a happy future?After the old man is settled, wouldn't my wife let him do this and that and that and that on the bed, yo, I'm a little excited when I think about it.

So Ji Qingran and Zheng Chao left the museum together and went to a nearby cafe. Ji Hanzhi reluctantly and helplessly followed behind them, his face stinking in a mess.

"Well, I haven't been to a cafe for many years. I'm always used to sitting by the river and drinking in a pot of Longjing tea. It's very pleasant." Ji Qingran is worthy of being Ji Hanzhi's father, and he can't stop his mouth from breaking.

Ji Hanzhi interjected: "Then you should go home early and drink tea, and let's say goodbye to this Mr. Zheng."

Ji Qingran glanced at Ji Han in the way: "If you want to go back by yourself, Mr. Zheng and I still have something to say, the kids just can't sit on their buttocks."

Why can't I sit still anymore, what's the matter, tell me, Ji Hanzhi is so mad, he's already 28, please!No hemorrhoids in the butt, thank you!

Zheng Chao held back his laughter, and looked at his wife sympathetically, as if saying, "If your butt itches, I'll go home and poke it for you."

No need, thank you!

Ji Hanzhi stared back viciously, he finally couldn't take it anymore, stood up abruptly, "I'm leaving!"

Ji Qingran smacked his lips and said, "It's so rude, say goodbye to Mr. Zheng."

Ji Hanzhi was so angry that Parkinson was trembling, "He's not my uncle!"

"Mr. Zheng and I are friends. In terms of seniority, he is older than you." Ji Qingran is indeed a model of traditional Chinese ideology and morality.

Zheng Chao looked at Ji Hanzhi with deep meaning, blinked and seemed to say again, "Don't be angry, uncle will go home and comfort your little nephew, wait for me on the bed."

Ji Hanzhi thought that he had been in power for more than ten years, and it was the first time he was a dumb man eating coptis, swallowing everything without even a chance to spit. He really wanted to expose the true face of this big liar, but once it was exposed, the two of them would see each other to death.

Die together!

One of Ji Han patted the table and said angrily, "Dad!...I'm leaving first."

Ji Qingran didn't even look at him, and waved his hands to finish.

Fall, it's still not your own! ?

When I got home that afternoon, Ji Hanzhi was full of resentment, Ji Xin rushed over to act like a baby, and was beaten up severely by him, Ye Suzhen ran over to hug Ji Xin in distress, and scolded Ji Hanzhi.

When Ji Qingran came back that evening, he was refreshed and had a big appetite. Ye Suzhen thought his condition had improved, so she was very happy.

Ji Hanzhi was sullen and worried, and ruined the meal.

In the next few days, Zheng Chao never came to see Ji Hanzhi again, and the once romantic Romeo and Juliet scene was never staged again, making Ji Hanzhi so angry that his stomach hurt.

On the contrary, Ji Qingran went out early every day, and returned home cheerfully in the evening, with a radiant face.

Ji Hanzhi didn't go with him, always suspected that Zheng Chao had murdered his father, what the hell, it's a bit heavy!

Until a week later, when the New Year was approaching, Ji Qingran solemnly announced at the dinner: "Tomorrow, I will invite Mr. Zheng to spend the New Year with us."

Clang.

Ji Hanzhi's spoon fell into the kelp soup, splashing Ji Xin's face, which frightened the child into a daze.

Ye Suzhen was a little puzzled: "Qingran, a new friend you met?"

"Yeah, new friend, but Mr. Zheng is too young, I can be his father, ha ha."

Ji Hanzhi thought horribly: He just wanted you to be his father, father.

The New Year's Eve is not special for the French, but for the Chinese living in France, it is the most important day of the year.

Ji Hanzhi hasn't celebrated the New Year with his parents for six years. He is looking forward to this New Year very much, but when he thinks that Zheng Chao is coming, he feels faintly uneasy.

The rhythm of the accident.

Ji Xin followed Ye Suzhen in and out early in the morning, visited Chinatown, ate a lot of folk snacks, and rolled on the sofa with his belly full.

Ji Hanzhi stood aside and watched Ji Qingran write couplets, his pen and ink were free and unrestrained, worthy of being an old pedant, but——

"Dad, why are you writing two copies? Post one on the door of the bedroom?"

Ji Qingran felt that it was useless for his stupid son to see such an elegant art, "I'll inscribe another copy and give it to Mr. Zheng, wishing him a prosperous business and a wealth of money."

My God, how could my otherworldly father say such things?

How many times did the big local tyrant brainwash him?

Simply insane!

Ji Hanzhi silently turned his head away, feeling that the development of the situation was out of his control, so let it go, what the heck.

After writing this copy of Lucky Fortune, Ji Qingran became very poetic and wrote another copy. He put down his pen and said, "Yes, yes, I'll give this copy to Professor George on West Street, he likes China. By the way, Hanzhi, remember to open the door for Mr. Zheng when he comes."

Ji Hanzhi nodded listlessly, thinking that if he came while you were not around, I would ruthlessly drive him away immediately!One kick to Madagascar!

Ji Qingran went out with the couplet, Ye Suzhen was cooking in the kitchen, Ji Xin was rolling around on the sofa with the TV on, Ji Hanzhi came over and scolded: "The sound is so loud, it's dead."

Ye Suzhen heard it, and said angrily: "I asked Xinxin to play it, and I want to watch the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala."

The Spring Festival Gala is so bad that my mother still watches it, as expected of a patriotic middle-aged woman.

Screens of Chinese New Year celebrations from all over China were broadcast on the TV, and firecrackers rang out, resounding all over China.

Ye Suzhen called Ji Hanzhi a few times, but the latter didn't respond. Ye Suzhen lost her composure, wiped her hands and walked while muttering: "Are the doorbells deaf for so long?"

With that said, she opened the door.

"Hi aunt, happy new year."

Zheng Chao was full of things in his left and right hands, and said to Ye Suzhen with a smile.

But the aunt's face turned pale for a moment.

The author has something to say: If I don't explode the word count. .So I'm going to finish the next chapter. .Look at my sincere eyes. .After the new year, everyone is one year older, congratulations. .