In the evening, Wangwang took a bath periodically. The two of them were filled with the fragrance of shower gel, and dressed in the evening breeze, they went for a walk with Wu Cheng in the park around the hotel.
The twilight is dark, the bright moon is hanging high, and there are many people in the park. Many children are walking around in the open space of the park wearing roller skates, sometimes sliding on various skateboards, and the wheels are shining with colorful lights. Shining in the night.
Nowadays, businessmen really make money. Children are playing over there, and they just set up a stall next to them to sell them, and there is a steady stream of business.
Looking at those skateboards hesitated and stopped talking, he glanced at Dad with a little shyness.
Cycle immediately received the mysterious radio wave from his son and ran to buy it. Zhou Wang has very little demand for toys. He has everything about the little train. After playing it, he packs it up, as if he doesn't have much interest. Now that he wants to play, the cycle is naturally responsive.
As soon as he bought it, he threw it to Wangwang and asked him to play with the bunch of children.
Zhou and Wu Cheng sat on a bench in the park and watched him play. They watched their limbs become flexible. After learning for a while, they started to learn. They shuttled among the children, like a little pigeon cooing with joy.
He leaned back on the bench and asked lazily: "Will your big customer be free tomorrow?"
"Yes, it's not just my business when he comes here. Tomorrow, a local person needs to take a look at the land. That local person is you."
The cycle is coming and interested: "Look at the land? Is he a real estate investor?"
Wu Cheng shook his head: "Real estate is only part of his investment, it is the family property inherited by this distinguished guest."
"It turns out to be the rich second generation!" Cycle sighed, "A type of person who wins at the starting line."
"Don't sigh, I heard that I will express my opinion after I heard." Wu Cheng's desire to express himself came, and the cycle expressed his respect. "His family's business is at home. Aside from that, he himself is quite good."
Wu Cheng paused with appetite, and kicked him periodically to let him continue.
"He studied computers in college, high-tech. He also has capital in his family. Before he graduated, he started his own company and started a Xinyue Electronics, which is mainly engaged in mobile phones and computers, which are also sold in the market."
New, jump, electricity, child! ! !
This name can be said to be familiar in the previous life, and is known as the domestic light of the electronics industry. Its products are exported to foreign countries and are widely praised by people all over the world. The founder of the company is quite low-key, occasionally showing up in front of the media to support the scene. Before the cycle, he didn't pay attention to these, but he knew that he was using Xinyue's mobile computer.
It is said that this founder is not only talented, but also handsome, standing with a group of bald beer belly entrepreneurs is outstanding and outstanding.
Cycle doesn't know whether he is handsome or not, he even forgot his name. He knew it from the mouth of the little girl beside him, and was still sneer at the time, where he could be handsome, but with a rich aura on his head.
I think about it now, and I'm very excited to see the future of domestic light. By the way, I can identify whether you are handsome or not!
Wu Cheng saw him in great interest, and then said: "Not only are people talented, but the key is that he is also a thief/chicken/handsome!"
Cycle only thought of this, and heard the compliments from his friends, he couldn't help asking: "Is it handsome?"
Wu Cheng nodded his head with a look of lovelessness: "Really, they are not only handsome, but he also has a vague temperament. How can a rough guy like me live?"
"Shit! You are not, gay in gay." Cycle disgusted.
"What's in it, what do you mean?" The second monk Wu Chengzhang couldn't figure it out.
Raise your eyebrows periodically: "It's not interesting. In short, you don't like people anymore."
"How is it possible?!" Wu Chengwei cried, "No matter how good he is, he is also a man!"
Wu Cheng's voice was too loud, causing Wangwang to slip his new toy and ran to their benches, asking them what happened and whether Uncle Wu was unwell.
Wu Chengyi glanced at Cycle with surprise, and circled Wangwang in his arms: "Wangwang is still intimate, not like someone."
Cycle contemptuously wondered, is it possible that the boss of Xinyue Electronics is really as handsome as the nympho girls say, Wu Cheng, such a shameless person actually praised him to heaven, and his temperament, whether he is evil or not. nausea!
"Hey, what kind of temperament does he have?" I just asked, curiosity, trying to paralyze my jealousy.
Wu Chengzheng touched the little fleshy claws he looked at. The two were comparing big and small, having a great time, and said casually: "The temperament of not eating the fireworks in the world, the ancient people said that there is a sense of poetry and literature. , Anyway, it’s a cultural man."
Cycle belly defamation: Bah, as you said, he is still a fairy!
He compared the size of his hands and the size of his face there. Wu Cheng had been laughing at Wangwang’s small fat face. Wangwang was so angry that he took his paws to Wu Cheng's unshaven beard on his chin. Wangwang was fine. , The start was quick and accurate, so Wu Cheng wailed, and he giggled from the side.
Wu Cheng moved exaggeratedly to cover his chin, inhaling in his mouth, as if it was really painful.
Looking at the eyelids drooping, he stopped his smile, and asked worriedly: "Is it really hurting? I'll blow it to my uncle."
Wu Cheng put his big face close, Wangwang really blew on his chin carefully.
The cycle was a headache, so he kicked Wu Cheng: "Don't always take advantage of my son."
Wu Chenglai was enjoying the special care of Wangwang. During the period, his eyes were kept on Wangwang's face. Suddenly he said: "Cycle, how do I think your son looks like a new boss?"
He was just confessing, but he was shocked when he said that. When he went to look at the face he was looking at, he changed his words and said, "It's not very similar. The lips and the chin look alike, but the eyes. Like you."
He was frightened by the cycle. After thinking about it, how could there be intersections between those characters, so I didn't think about it. He couldn't help but talk about Wu Cheng again: "Why don't you talk nonsense next time, Wangwang is my son, naturally like me, let's talk about being like others, I will let Wangwang join you in and out."
Wangwang nodded solemnly to show that he completely agreed with his father. Cycle suddenly found the backbone and despised Wu Cheng even more.
Cycle is in a good mood. He took Wangwang's skateboard and took a few steps forward. He also played four-wheeled skateboarding when he was a child, but now he is rusty. Now go up and play at will, and I will find the feeling in a while, and I will fly away.
The cycle self-confessed that the technique is not bad, while walking around Wangwang, the child watched his father playing with a grin.
Cycle suddenly became very playful, bending over to hug Wangwang in the middle, let him stand between his legs, and he took the child's hand and slid forward together.
Wangwang held his father's hand tightly. At first, he was a little scared, and his small body was all attached to his father. Cycle led him to play, he laughed happily, and actively moved his body to try to drive the big man Dad, but it ended in failure.
Wu Cheng chased the two of them behind, listening to the laughter from the father and son in front of him in the wind, yelling: "Wait for me!"
Cycle waved his hand at him: "I and Wangwang are going to the hotel by sliding, you can go play by yourself!" Before the voice was over, the skateboarder turned into the street and disappeared.
Wangwang raised his head to look at the cycle, and urged: "Dad, let's hurry up, I feel like flying!"
The cycle was orderly, the wind was blowing at his feet, and he looked at his son's happy smiling face, so he didn't have any time to control Wu Cheng.
The quick result is that I accidentally bumped into someone on the avenue that couldn't be wider at the entrance of the hotel!
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