You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 5726: It’s a shame

Qiao Zui came to Gu Junzhu's office with an uneasy mood.

Turn around and closed the door, he smiled and came to Gu Junzhu's desk: "Little uncle, what's wrong?"

As usual, he wanted to sit down on the chair in front of the desk very casually, and Gu Junzhu's voice suddenly sounded: "Stand."

Gu Junzhu's voice was rarely cold. His **** was almost stuck on the chair, and he lifted it up sharply. The small drum in his heart was beating even harder.

This time, his little uncle seemed particularly angry.

So...what did he do to his uncle?

Beverages?

Racing?

Fist?

Gu Junzhu leaned on the back of the office chair and looked at him coldly, "Did you say it yourself, or did I say it?"

Qiao Zui: "..."

What does that make him say?

If what he said and what his little uncle knew was not the same thing, wouldn't he have lost a lot of money?

He smiled apologetically, "Little uncle, it's up to you, I'm all ears!"

Gu Junzhu couldn't wait to give him a few slaps when he saw his smiling face, pressed the phone on the table, and said coldly, "See for yourself!"

A screencast video appeared on the snow-white wall. The video was a long winding mountain road. Several racing cars were chasing after me on the mountain road.

Qiao Zui: "..."

Okay.

It was the last thing he didn't want his uncle to know that he knew.

He touched his nose: "I don't go often, but once in a while, on a whim..."

Gu Junzhu looked at him coldly, "Qiao Zui, don't you think that this is not a big deal? You think that your skills are good, and you will definitely not have an accident. You are just racing to relax, no big deal."

Joe was silent.

He did think so.

He's very skilled, and he doesn't go often, but once in a while, the chance of an accident is too small.

Although he didn't speak, Gu Junzhu knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression.

His already bad mood is even worse.

He stood up abruptly and pointed to the corner: "Stand over!"

Seeing that his face was blue with anger, Qiao Zui had a bad intuition, and quickly begged for mercy: "Little uncle, I know I'm wrong, I promise this is the last time, I'll definitely not go in the future!"

Gu Junzhu pointed to the corner and repeated: "Stand over!"

Seeing that he was really angry, Qiao Zui didn't dare to bargain anymore, so he walked to the corner and stood facing the wall.

Gu Junzhu walked over and stood behind him: "Take off your clothes."

Qiao Zui weighed it and felt that his uncle was very angry today. He was making jokes, and he was afraid that his hippie smile could not save him. He accepted his fate, took off his clothes, and threw them aside.

Gu Junzhu: "Give me the belt."

Qiao Zui bared his teeth, "little uncle."

"Can't understand me?" Gu Junzhu raised his voice.

Qiao Zui didn't dare to speak, and honestly took off the belt around his waist and handed it to Gu Junzhu.

Gu Junzhu took the belt, without saying a word, raised his hand on his back.

With the sound of "pop", a red purlin appeared on Qiao Zui's back, and after a few seconds, it gradually turned blue-purple.

Qiao Zui stumbled and quickly stretched out his hand to support the wall. The sudden pain made him shiver violently, but he didn't say a word.

To him, this pain is basically nothing, what makes him a little bit unbearable is... it's too embarrassing.

He's already a father, and he was beaten with a belt by his elders. What a shame!

Gu Junzhu said coldly: "Qiao Zui, I drew this belt for the old man. Do you know that there are two words in this world called 'accident'? You think your car will not have an accident, you can guarantee Is it 100% safe? If something happens to you, what do you ask the old man to do? Do you think the old man can withstand another white-haired man sending a black-haired man?"