Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal Chapter 20: Mayor Jiang’s classic national curse

　　 bluff Liu Mingcheng, Hong Dali followed Ji Zhiruo toward the class. On the way, Hong Dali handily put the bank card with more than half a million in it into Ji Zhiruo's hand, and said with a smile: "This money is for you, thank you for helping me speak just now."

　　 Ji Zhiruo's family can be regarded as a multimillionaire level, otherwise how can he study in the most expensive private school in Beijing? It’s just that although her family conditions are also good, compared with Hong Dali, it’s obviously not enough to see. The more than 500,000 yuan is not a small amount for her. The girl’s face is scared and she is anxious: “Master Dali, I can’t collect this money. Of!"

　　 "If you are asked to accept it, just accept it, so much nonsense." Hong Dali, who cares about that many, more than half a million are astronomical figures in the eyes of others, and to him this is actually just a day's odds and ends. Of course, he mainly has one more thing that Ji Zhiruo needs to help: "Right, can you drive? Liu Mingcheng's car will help me get to the school gate at noon after school, when I call my dogs to collect the loot." Then he passed the car key handed over by Liu Mingcheng again.

　　 "Then, that's okay..." Although Ji Zhiruo didn't want to collect the money, Hong Dali ordered her not to dare to do so, but had to take it. Then she whispered: "Master Dali, you just, Is it really okay?"

　　 "It's okay, what can I do?" Now Hong Dali's health has reached 45 points, although it is still much worse than the average person, but he just fell deliberately just now, and he is prepared, then No problem.

　　 While the two were walking, Hong Dali occasionally secretly observed this Ji Zhiruo.

　　 This little girl is far less beautiful than her fiancee, Tang Muxin. Compared to Ling Xiaoyi, she is only between Bo Zhong and Zhong. However, she is gentle and responsible, and having such a classmate is a good thing.

　　Of course, the most important thing is that if you want to understand your class, there is such a little girl to help, then it will be more effective.

　　 Soon, the two arrived at the door of the death class where Hong Dali was in class two and four years away. From Lao Yuan, Hong Dali heard a deafening noise from the classroom. Of course, these are nothing. What really caught his attention was that he actually saw Tang Muxin waiting in front of the classroom.

　　 "Go ahead, and help me bring the schoolbag in." Although he doesn't know which seat he is in, Hong Dali doesn't know, but he has the wit to put the schoolbag directly into Ji Zhiruo's hands. In this way, I will enter the classroom, where my seat is naturally located, it is very simple.

　　 "Well, okay, let me go first." Ji Zhiruo received Hong Dali’s genuine crocodile leather schoolbag worth tens of thousands of yuan, saying: "Master Dali, you must be careful, there are many things on the floor in the classroom, but Don't fall."

　　 "Okay, I know." Sending Ji Zhiruo away, Hong Dali walked in front of Tang Muxin, strangely said: "Are you here to find me?"

　　Tang Muxin looked at Hong Dali up and down, but the tone was rare and moderate: "Dali, I just heard that my classmates said you fell, I was a little worried, so let’s take a look. Are you okay?" Then I read it carefully from top to bottom.

　　 "Ah, it's okay." Hong Dali was surprised by Tang Muxin's remarks: "But you haven't always looked at me, haven't you been pleasing to me, why did you run so aggressively today?"

　　 This girl's film has always been very concerned about his identity as a prodigal son, when he has little and pleasant appearance to himself. Today she can run here to care about herself, which is beyond Hong Dali's expectations.

　　Tang Muxin saw no one on the left and right, blushing and whispered: "Who... who took the initiative? I thought, no matter how... I’m also your fiancee now, you’re always weak, I’m afraid you hurt Well..."

　　 This little girl has conscience. In fact, Tang Muxin had no good face for herself, Hong Dali really didn't blame her at all.

　　 is a prodigal son, but Tang Muxin is a charming girl who is outstanding in all aspects of her academic and academic excellence. It's completely reasonable to not be treated by her. If she hurries to marry herself, it means that she worships money and has a problem with her character.

　　 Therefore, Hong Dali has never been angry with her. At this time, listening to her again, Hong Dali also had a rare and gentle language: "Then thank you first, I’m fine, don’t worry, I’m in good condition now. It’s very good.” As a result, he didn’t say a few words, and the words changed instantly: “Yes, I asked Xiaoyi to get the dog, and I went to see it at night? There are Tibetan Mastiff, Chow Chow, Husky, Satsuma, it is estimated that there can be a few hundred pieces. Tonight, I plan to be more ruthless. If the house is not enough, I will buy another one hundred and eighty sets."

　　 "You... you will know that you are ruined!" Tang Muxin's cheeky face turned red: "Ignore you, you have collected so many houses in that broken place just to keep dogs, it's really maddening!"

　　 "Eh? Isn’t that serious? Anyway, it’s our house in Tianjing City, capital city, I can only buy a fixed property as a small loser, why are you reacting so fiercely?" Hong Dali involuntarily wanted Talk to her: "I still feel defeated!"

　　 "You're going to beat the house, I'm going back to class!" Tang Muxin snorted, and her pink and rosy mouth rose up, and she turned and ran away.

　　 "Is that so scary?" Hong Dali sucked his nose: "Forget it, go back to the class first, get up so early today, and make up for it."

　　……

　　At the same time, the mayor’s office is on the 12th floor of the Tianjing City Government Building.

　　 "Mayor Jiang~IndoMTL.com~ came to disturb you so early, did you not delay you?" Hong Dali’s father, Hong Weiguo, leaned on the sofa back in the office, and pointed at the Mayor Jiang who was writing at the desk. Laughed.

　　Mayor Jiang is about fifty years old, with a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, the length is similar to that of Hong Dali’s sketch actor Zhu Shimao when he was on earth. At this time, I didn’t know what was being written, and I wrote like a pen, but my mouth replied: "Don’t joke, Laohong. We still need this kind of politeness for any relationship. But I’m curious too, you Come to me, what's the matter?"

　　Hong Weiguo took some tea and waited for Mayor Jiang’s secretary to leave, and when he and Mayor Jiang were left in the entire office, he said, “In fact, things started because of my prodigal son. "

　　 "Your family is strong?" Mayor Jiang frowned, wondering: "What's wrong with him? But it's not right, it doesn't look like your expression. But under normal circumstances, he loses money and spends a little money. You shouldn’t have it in your eyes yet?"

　　 "I don’t think about ordinary things, but this time it’s different." Hong Weiguo said slowly: "This prodigal kid didn’t know what went crazy last night. He actually bought it from Xilaihuan Yelaixiang. I bought some real estate and said I want to raise a dog."

　　 "Buy a house and keep a dog vigorously?" Mayor Jiang stopped the pen in surprise: "How much did you buy?"

　　 "Thirty-three million real estates, after deducting the part of his defeat, the actual value is about 30 million." Hong Weiguo said helplessly.

　　 "I rely on!" Mayor Jiang, who has always been steady and collapsed in front of him, heard the words of Hong Weiguo and immediately issued a classic national curse.