How did i become a god

In the evening, a family of three was eating dinner in the living room.This is a staircase room with two bedrooms and one hall.The living room is the dining room.

"Mom, the food you cook is still so delicious." Jing Gao was eating his mother's home-cooked dishes, and suddenly he felt that all the food he had eaten in the past few months was nothing but Err.Only the taste of hometown, only the mother's food has that taste.

After the Spring Festival, I left home and went to the capital, and I came back at the end of September. For almost eight months, why suddenly there was a sense of trance like a world away?There is a sense of vicissitudes of life after maturity.

Gao Lijun, a man in his fifties, wrinkled his face and said: "Xiaojing, your sweet mouth is useless. Come back when you come back, spending so much money?"

Jing Jianguo didn't talk about his son like his wife. He drank seaweed egg soup and asked: "Xiaojing, how is your job? Oh, you talked about starting a business some time ago."

Jing Gao quickly swallowed the rice in his mouth, and replied, "I started a pharmaceutical company with my classmates. The income is not bad. There are several million in income a year. After the company goes public, the income will return more."

At this moment, he is not the young man who respects teachers and respects in the eyes of Professor Zhao and Ren Erge, nor is he the powerful capital boss in the eyes of Shen Nanpeng, Mr. Tan, nor the gentle and moist in the eyes of Weiwei and Guan Guan. Yu, you can entrust a lifelong man, but the son of your parents!

"Ah...? So many!" Gao Lijun's chopsticks fell on the table in surprise. In fact, it doesn't matter what the annual salary is. The key is that her son said it calmly, and he only said it from noon until now.This…

Jing Gao's current expression is like "lurking" Li Yu Zecheng, the kind of slightly sluggish, sincere look, but the brain is running at high speed.It's impossible for him not to lie about the Infinite Card, and there is no way to explain it.

Gao Lijun reacted, "Then you still find a girlfriend? Your dad and I are both my age..."

Jing Gao called up his mobile phone photo album, "Mom, I'm already talking. You see. It's just that I haven't been to their house yet, so it's hard to bring her back."

Gao Lijun looked at the photo on Jing Gao’s phone. It was a beautiful girl taking a selfie with her son in front of Tiananmen Square. He suspiciously said: "Xiao Jing, this is not the one used to fool me, right?"

Could such a beautiful girl be his son's girlfriend?Who are you coaxing?

These days, old people are not easy to fool around.Fight wits and courage with children who have reached the age of marriage.Even ps knows.

Jing Gao almost spit out old blood. Mom, do you want to diverge like this?Your son, am I the kind of person who makes a fake Tsinghua admission book to fool you?

Gao Lijun flipped through the photos in the album, listened to Jing Gao's explanation for a long time before believing, and interrogated, "What's the girl's name? Where is she from? What does the family do?"

"Her name is Li Mengwei. She is a senior at Beijing Normal University. She is from Taizhou, Zhejiang Province. Her father is a professor at Taizhou University and her mother is an associate professor."

After Jing Jianguo had eaten, he comfortably smoked the Chinese cigarettes his son brought back to honor him, and listened to the details of his son's account of his girlfriend. He was extremely comfortable.Suddenly I heard my son say: "Dad, Mom, let's change the house!"

Gao Lijun refused: "You live well, what house to change?" He said earnestly: "Xiaojing, you have to guard against arrogance and rashness. Your business has just started, and there are risks in doing business."

Jing Gao's current emotional intelligence is not what it used to be, and said: "Mom, when Weiwei comes to Haizhou, will this house give her a bad impression? You don't want to see your son be a bachelor?"

Gao Lijun was stunned and hesitated.

Jing Jianguo took the head of the family and said, "Buy."

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After dinner, Jing Gao didn't rest at home either. He drove to find his high school friend and classmate: Wei Junjie, smashed strings, and drank.

Of course, Jinggao's car was bought by Zhongrun's branch in Haizhou.If the rebirth of the rich man still has to calculate the cost, he, as a superb, then don't forget.There are offices directly in the cities where he is going.

Basic exercises are: real estate, cars.

The greening in downtown Haizhou is pretty good.In 2016, there was not that kind of remote and small city style, but a kind of third- and fourth-tier city feeling: the blocks are prosperous, but there are not many high-rise buildings.The lights are a little bit bright at night, but there are not many pedestrians and the air is fresh.

The barbecue shop is not far from Haizhou No. 1 Middle School.Some diners at the open-air booth were starting.Beer bottles piled on the table, full of life.

"Old Jing, oops, it's a good mix, I'm all mixed up with Angkewei." At the booth, a thin, handsome young man stood up and greeted Jing Gao.

"Brother Wei, are you still in such a good figure?" Jing Gao smiled and patted his friend on the shoulder, "How about it, did you delay your business?" His friend usually has contacts and will get together during the New Year. .

This kid is going to the university of Xingcheng, the provincial capital of Xiangnan.Then when I was in college, I fell in love with a beautiful Xiang girl, and now I get married and have children.He studied bridge construction, and finally did the job of an Internet cafe owner.

Wei Junjie smiled and said: "What business can you do? Boss, first come with a case of beer. Then stir-fry rice noodles. Here are twenty skewers of lamb." Then asked Jing Gao, "How is your kid now? My friends circle has been around for half a year. I won’t update it. I don’t see you in the group. Alas, some time ago, it was said that the CEO of the Phoenix Fund was named Jing Gao. Isn’t it okay with you? How can our high school WeChat group be really lively for a while."

Jing Gao knocked on the beer with his chopsticks, handed it to Wei Junjie, and sipped a sip of wine with him, and said with a smile: "Isn't there any discussion results in the class group? Shao Sisi told me about it. I'm starting a business recently and the situation is still Not bad. Oh, yes. The day after tomorrow's Class 3 reunion, will you go?"

Wei Junjie smiled and looked at Jing Gao, eating fried peanuts, "Lao Jing, you're drunk before drinking this wine. Thinking about attending school Shao? I remember that your kid liked to be in the dormitory when he was in high school. Discuss her. But as far as I know, she is now an assistant to the chairman of Fangyuan Group. She has worked in Spring City for a long time."

Jing Gao smiled and shook his head, "I'll go! Do you remember all of this? How come I almost forgot. Oh, who was that? I forgot the name all of a sudden, and called our English teacher's name in my dream. Haha!"

Wei Junjie laughed and had a drink with Jing Gao, "I forgot the name. That kid is so fierce. It's not in a dream, but when he is rushing to call'Teacher Wen'. Oh, Lao Jing, don't change the subject. Do you have ideas for Shao Xiaohua?"

"No." Jing Gao poured the wine, watching the beer foam in the glass rise, as if the memory of ten years ago was pouring in it, "Brother Wei, after so many years, I met the school flower of the year, I actually feel emotional, Memories are more. The youth of that year! Gone forever. I now regret not studying hard."

Wei Junjie was speechless for a while, "It's strange if I believe you. I don't plan to go on the 4th. We were split into Class 3 that year. Now Class 4 is all the people in the liberal arts class, and I don't know it. It's no use going there. It's a boss anyway, and he didn't look at the background board that was interested in acting like a coercion.

Jing Gao smiled and did not persuade.Chat with Wei Junjie about interesting things about high school.

In the autumn night, there are singing voices.It is Luo Dayou's "Story of Time".

The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn and the setting sun in winter, the melancholy youth, I used to think so ignorantly, the windmill is circulating every day in the song of reincarnation in the four seasons.In the poems of Fenghuaxueyue, my growth year after year.The story of water taking away time has changed a person...