Master Swindler

Only then did Zhong Liyu know that the quality of co-authoring the rich is flexible in his stepmother.

That's not a big deal. When she felt cold, the stepmother spoke again: "Don't blame your mother for not loving you."

Speaking, I took out my phone and clicked on it, as if I was looking for something.

Zhong Liyu's eyes lit up: "Mom, you are going to give me some money so that I can work there without losing my head, right?"

Ms. Ann laughed and glanced at him with the kind eyes of a silly child.

When the phone screen was handed to him, Zhong Liyu was moved and fed the dog.

Ms. An pointed to the video above and said: "Here, the tutorial of building a simple house with cardboard boxes, as long as it doesn't rain, the problem is not big."

"You have been living a delicate life since you were young. Even if you are in a trough, mom doesn't want you to be rough. People have to be hopeful. Even if you sleep in a cardboard box, mom wants you to sleep in the most decent cardboard box."

Zhong Liyu pointed at the tutorial blankly: "But that was made for dogs."

"Is there a difference?"

Zhong Liyu: "Mom, how do you think my current trough came from?"

Ms. An: "Isn't it because you have no abilities?"

It's over, the mother of more than 20 years has been raised for nothing, this is purely a mother who helps others.

Ms. An saw that her son was not promising, and also hated iron and steel, she sighed and said: "Let's talk about it, why were you thrown out?"

"You don't need to work hard? Or are you licking hard enough?"

"Mom what are you talking about?" Zhong Liyu couldn't say anything.

"Then I gave you such a thick tongue coating, which I used right now." Ms. An took it for granted.

Then he said with disgust: "Can you do it? Get out if you can't, and I will go."

"What do you want to do?"

Ms. An: "Anyway, Jiajia must be from my family, either my daughter-in-law or your stepfather."

Zhong Liyu's scalp exploded: "Mom, don't tell me, I was wrong, I will go back to sleep in the cardboard box tomorrow."

"That's right!" Ms. An patted her hand and said with satisfaction: "The Jiajia people are actually very soft-hearted, as long as they show their sincerity, it will be useful to keep them."

Then he asked, "Go on, how did you get pushed out?"

Zhong Liyu looked awkward: "He is stingy."

"Nonsense, Jia Jiake is the most generous, I have never seen him such a patient man, where is like your father and son, let you accompany you to go shopping for a while and kill him."

"Mom, your heart is elbow, why are you asking me?"

"I asked you to speak up, but I didn't let you blame Jiajia indiscriminately. Continue."

"Am I not going to work penniless? If he divides his old clothes with shower gel, toothpaste, toothbrush, and he gets angry."

"The bath ball fragrance Jiajia used, right?" Ms. An said suddenly.

Zhong Liyu suddenly blushed with joy: "It smells of orange, it tastes the same after he takes a shower."

After speaking, he saw the stepmother's abnormal eyes, and Zhong Liyu hurriedly reduced his expression: "No, it's not that important, but he is stingy."

Ms. An sighed: "Sure enough, just like your dad, it would be awkward not to be beaten for three days. When you were together before, Jiajia never beat you. That's a good temper."

Ms. An really feels that Lu Qingjia's character is tolerant.

But he let go: "Well, in this case, I guess Jiajia is still angry at this moment, so I won't let you go back and add a blockage."

"You sleep at home for one night now. Isn't there a football match tomorrow? You watch it and then go back. It happened that Jiajia almost died down at that time."

Zhong Liyu: "..."

Early the next morning, Uncle Zheng was full of energy. He saw Zhong Liyu was still at home, and he thought he didn't plan to go back anymore.

Knowing that the mother and son were going to the jail to watch the football game, they were even more excited for the boss, so they arranged the car immediately.

The prison was not close to the manor, and when Ms. An and the others arrived, the scene was already full.

In addition to the family members of the prisoners, the audience also had a large part of the auction places, and the online ticket prices were very high. Of course, Zhongfu's appearance was the most important.

Many people came rushing to him. The official website of the prison now shows him wearing a prison uniform and holding a football. He is almost a spokesperson for the prison.

After all, he has been the world's most handsome prisoner for several years. The gimmick is enough. The prison has promoted its image by organizing ball games. Most of the tickets sold are donated, and a small part is regarded as Zhong's father's advertising expenses.

The purchase of tickets requires a real-name system, and there are strict checks and identifications when entering the venue at this time.

By the time they were seated in the front row, the two teams had already exited their respective passages.

Ms. An looked at the several cameras erected on the stadium, and praised: "Is there any video?"

"More than that, some TV stations have already bought the broadcasting rights. What are the tickets? This is the big head."

Ms. An glanced at her son: "I remember you invested in this prison, but you actually used your dad to make money?"

Zhong Liyu thought he would be accused by his mother, but listened to her: "Good job!"

"I never saw him make any serious money in my life."

Zhong Liyu said: "Hey, I also want my dad not to give up the pursuit of life."

"What does it mean to be in jail for twenty years? Many people who have been in jail and reformed their careers have succeeded."

"You see some people who came out to be president after 20 or 30 years in jail, and some who became a superstar after being in jail. My dad's conditions are not bad, and he certainly won't be squandered in prison."

"Look at my dad, if he becomes a star, he will definitely come out and follow the route of handsome uncle. I will invest in a few tough guy movies, find the best special effects team, and add various gimmicks and auras, so I won't be confused."

"If you want to be in politics, then you have to manage your influence from now on. It's the path of correcting evil and returning to the right. I even thought about the campaign words for him."

"No one knows the gang better than me, so no one knows how to fight the gang better than me."

Ms. An: "...You are worrying about your dad."

Zhong Liyu sighed: "There is no way that both parents are debts to their children. May I ask which children do not want their parents better?"

Hearing a sob from the side, Zhong Liyu turned his head and asked in confusion: "Uncle Zheng, why are you crying?"

Uncle Zheng wiped away the old tears and forcibly calmed down: "I didn't cry, I just sighed."

Zhong Liyu's brows softened and smiled: "Don't worry, it's okay."

"Ok!"

When you were born, why didn't the boss drown your barbecued pork son in a basin of water?

While talking, the Zhongfu at the end of the team appeared.

The popularity of the world's most handsome prisoner is not a joke. As soon as he appeared on the stage, the entire audience area was boiling, and the ears were full of young girls' screams.

The banner support board was also pulled up: "Uncle Zhong, Uncle, I love you!!!"

There is a cheerleading squad behind Zhong Liyu and they are like crazy. Although the number of people on the scene cannot be compared with the scale of the star's concert, the enthusiasm of the fans is almost the same.

The family members of the prisoners sitting aside were confused: "What are you doing?"

"I was surprised just now. Why are so many people watching the prisoners playing football? The one in my house went to jail, making me unable to lift my head in front of relatives and neighbors. Why are so many people so rare?"

The girl being dragged impatiently said: "Go, who is looking at your house? Let's visit our Uncle Zhong."

"Ah~~, Uncle is more handsome than when he was arrested, how can a man become more attractive as he gets older~~"

"Look at his muscles, his physique, and his skin condition. How can a little girl like him now compare?"

"Uncle, I will always love you!!"

"Uncle, I'll wait for you to get out of prison."

"Uncle, I stole the battery car to raise you."

"Uncle, I rob the bank and lock it with you."

In the end, the prison guard was arrested directly.

The prisoner's family took a look at the prisoner who waved at this side and caused the girls to scream.

Father Zhong was naturally happy to see his wife coming over, although the barbecued pork son sitting next to him was an eyesore, but it did not hinder his enthusiasm.

But when Ms. An heard the enthusiasm of the girls behind, the look in Father Zhong's eyes became more like a knife.

Father Zhong shook his body and put down his hands in a slanderous manner.

In this competition, the two teams are also two camps in the prison. One is headed by Mr. Zhong, and the other is of course his rival and the boss of Jin who was sent to prison.

That boss Jin has been working hard recently to show his good looks.

But the reality is skinny. He is a few years older than Zhong's father, and he is not as well maintained as Zhong's father, and his physical fitness and physical condition are better than when he was young.

Even if he wanted to kill him, the gang of old brothers who were all-powerful back then didn't cooperate with their arms and legs.

In fact, Zhong's father is the same. The team with him are old boys and a group of little old men who play football, but Zhong's father is fierce, like playing the World Cup.

He was the only one in the audience to show off. The key is to show off at his wife as soon as he performs well.

Whether it's teammates or opponents on the court, I feel unhappy.

The same is in jail, so why are you a wife who is not old, show affection, and have a lot of young girls chasing behind your ass?

So when the game is over, let the family members organize a picnic with the players.

The attentive Ms. La'an, father Zhong, took a seat and prepared to cut a sandwich.

Boss Jin brought someone over there, and the other party greeted with a smile: "Oh, sister-in-law, come to visit the prison?"

"I haven't seen you for many years, my sister-in-law is more beautiful."

It's been three years since Zhong's father was in prison, and the surnamed Jin was earlier. Although he often visited the prison, he never hit him.

Ms. An smiled and said, "Lao Jin, it's okay to perform on the court just now."

"Unexpectedly, you are all too old and you are still young. But don't try too hard. I just saw your face is full of purple. Be careful not to have a heart attack."

Boss Jin choked, remembering that he had introduced a woman to Boss Zhong and was chased by the woman with a knife.

Knowing that people don't want to see him, but it doesn't prevent him from picking things up.

He smiled and said, "So many years have passed, and the relationship between my sister-in-law and Lao Zhong is still so good. It is also gratified to be an old brother."

"Before the old Zhong saw the heavens and received the love letter gift chocolate, I thought he was going to float away when he couldn't stand the temptation."

Father Zhong’s face changed when he heard the words, and Boss Jin continued: “It’s not a brother, I said you, you have come in, it’s not easy for my sister-in-law to take care of the business outside and pull the children. The burden of the whole family is on her. You don’t understand her hard work. How can you still have two hearts?"

"You fucking—" Father Zhong was about to scold, he watched Ms. An approach with a slasher, and immediately shut up.

Ms. An still smiled on her face and gratefully said to Jin Lao Dadao: "Lao Jin deserves to be a few years older than everyone, she is transparent."

"This dead ghost went to jail. If you want to say which is the best, it is to be locked up with Lao Jin and take good care of each other."

Boss Jin's smile stiffened, and he was gloating when he first saw the old clock being locked in.

As a result, his front teeth were interrupted when he went up to find the fault and taunted him. Although the prison had already divided the forces, he couldn't stand the old clock against him. Many of his younger brothers came in with him.

Shengsheng suddenly became the biggest power in the prison, but it didn't take long because his good son was not allowed to form gangs and repeatedly purged the prison atmosphere, which made them unable to hold on to such a boss.

For a long time, I couldn't scold or beat me. If it wasn't for the sake of fighting, Jin had applied for transfer to jail. Who would like to be with this catastrophe?

But before it was over, Ms. An then showed concern on her face and said: "By the way, how are you doing Lao Jin?"

"Also, okay?"

"That's good, since you are in jail now, don't think about other things too much. You can't manage too much, but it's annoying."

Lao Jin had a bad premonition.

But before he asked, Ms. An spoke first: "Actually, it can be understood that young people are not like old women like us. Anyway, they are very old, so it's just a day to live like this."

"The matter of your wife taking her son to remarry is also helpless. But so are you. At the beginning, you were already a lot older. You must marry someone thirty years younger than you. People want you to be too old to take a shower and hold your nose. I have had such a lovely son for several years—"

"Speaking of your son, that was also dragged down by you. If he were all his mother, he would be so pretty. It's a pity that he is half like you. But fortunately, his stepdad is so handsome and talented and young. A family of three went out and they saw Envy."

Talking happily, he looked at the old Jin who was already pale: "Don't worry, someone is keeping your son well."

Lao Jin was furious: "The mother-in-law is married? Lao Tzu is not dead yet, does she dare to marry? Take my money to marry? And let my son be given the family name?"

"Oh, be more generous, Lao Jin." Ms. An said: "Your company fell and the industry was gone, and the trees below fell apart. What's left? Just a horrible old man who was almost 80 when he went out. ."

He whispered again: "It doesn't matter if you can go out."

"You can't delay people's life, and your son, such a small person, are you willing to let his friends and classmates discriminate against him because his father is in jail? You can't be so selfish."

Lao Jin pointed to Ms. An: "You, your wife—"

As soon as he spoke, Father Zhong's eyes swept over, which was unprecedentedly scary, and it was not the same as usual quarrels and fights.

Knowing that he was invincible, Lao Jin had to endure his temper with humiliation, and said with a sneer: "It's not comparable to you, your son's father is not only in jail, but also known to everyone. Didn't you see him inferiority?"

Zhong Liyu proudly said: "My dad accepted punishment and reformed for the mistakes he made. I am proud of him."

Lao Jin: "..."

Father Zhong: "..."

Damn, can you take away the barbecued pork?Don't want to see him.

Boss Kim couldn't make the instigation, but instead got angry and left.

However, the times have changed. It should be said that when he was sent in by Father Zhong, although he was in jail, the family power was still there, but he changed a person in charge and hibernated in a low-key manner under the strength of Father Zhong.

If it were that time, the wife of Boss Kim would have been afraid to marry.

Later, Zhong Liyu opened his home, and those who were involved in his own family naturally never escaped. Boss Kim is a terrible old man who has once been brilliant. What else?

But no one cares about these, Zhong's father is naturally full of joy to his wife to make a point for himself.

With a touch of expression: "Wife--"

Ms. An's face collapsed: "Laughing, there is also a forced smile, the old immortal, and even screaming at an age, going to jail and thinking about hooking women, are you not honest as long as you are still panting?"

Father Zhong hit the wall with enthusiasm, and his temper came up: "You are embarrassed to say me? How many days have you not been here?"

"What do you post in your circle of friends? I'm not dead yet, so do you expect to get married?"

"Yes!" Ms. An said casually.

Zhong's father knelt immediately and didn't dare to breathe: "Wife, my wife, I was wrong, you can scold me, dare to speak three hundred times, don't say angry words, be careful to get angry."

"You said that it’s not my fault, right? It’s not a matter of a day or two that your husband looks good. Don’t worry, I didn’t see any of them. I sold all the chocolates as gifts, and this game. The sects were divided, and I gathered them all up."

"It's not your birthday. My husband and I don't have any serious income right now, so I'm thinking about what I can do to buy you some decent gifts."

As he said, he glanced at Zhong Liyu impatiently: "We can only rely on each other in the future. Is it possible to count on the barbecued pork?"

Ms. An gave a sneer, then said to her son: "Have you learned it?"

Zhong Liyu applauded in amazement, "Sure enough, it's better to teach by example, Dad! You are amazing."

Father Zhong was at a loss: "What to learn?"

"Learn how to coax people."

Father Zhong reacted, his face changed: "Are you still looking for the liar?"

Ms. An smiled and said, "Following, Ah Ye has successfully penetrated into the interior by selling at a low price, and it is just around the corner to chase people back."

"Sell at a low price?" Father Zhong couldn't believe it.

"That doesn't count." Ms. An thought for a while, and denied: "A Ye still has two thousand wages anyway. You used to come to my house and work hard to please your parents without paying a penny. You have to post a present, or you are cheaper. "

"Husband, our son is better than you, are you more than happy?"

Father Zhong was so angry that he vomited blood: "What's the matter with you? Good days, but sincerely wanting to have no peace at home, right? Is that a liar who can live a life?"

Ms. An said coldly, "Nor are you, my old lady has been with you for twenty or thirty years?"

Father Zhong choked: "I don't agree anyway."

He looked at his son again: "If you are ambitious, get out. As long as you don't get involved with that liar, your father, I will still look at you."

Zhong Liyu was inexplicable: "Dad, what do I want you to look up to? You are in jail. A prisoner looks up to me. Do you think your son's standards are too low?"

Father Zhong: "...Get out, get out, get out immediately, don't come again."

Zhong Liyu took a helpless look at his own father, then took out his mobile phone and looked at it: "Okay, it's about noon. I am scheduled for the night shift today. If I don't go back, I will have to deduct my salary, seventy yuan."

Father Zhong couldn't believe it: "Wait! The deduction is one day late? Why doesn't he grab it?"

"No way, this is a contract. If you can be late for the accommodation, it is a problem with the people." Zhong Liyu said: "Don't talk about Dad, and rush to work."

It was said that he was dragging the father Zhong who was too late: "..."

When Zhong Liyu returned to the farmhouse, Ouyang Bai had already left.

The shop is still busy, and now it happens to be a meal, because the cooking here is delicious, much better than outside restaurants and other stores, so no matter what you go out to play, or even guests from other stores, many come here to eat.

The appearance of Zhong Liyu caused a small commotion, especially the young girl who was on vacation with her girlfriends and classmates. Originally saw that the legendary handsome boss had enough money, there was actually a handsome guy.

"The quality of the employees is so high!" Many people sigh.

Seeing that stupid guy came back, Lu Qingjia didn't push him, only ordered his chin to the restaurant: "There is no work in the eyes?"

Zhong Liyu's eyes lit up and he rolled up his sleeves and went to work.

Xiaowei, who watched the whole journey last night, sighed, she was indeed a humble original partner. As long as Xiaosan is willing to leave, she will be grateful.

When the noon wave is finished, there is a two-hour break.

Except for the staff on duty, everyone else can go back to the room for lunch.

Before Zhong Liyu was thrown out last night, the room hadn't been cleaned, so he planned to go back and keep working.

As a result, when I opened the door, I saw that the sheets were covered, the quilt was covered, and the necessary daily necessities were put in a small pot and placed on the side table.

Take it out and see, although it is not the luxury brand you are used to, it is also different from the uniformly equipped hotel.

The texture and taste are all I like.

I also prepared several sets of clothes on the bed, both inside and outside, the size is right, the color and style are all I like.

Zhong Liyu blushed, as if time had returned to the past, feeling cared for in every possible way.

His whole body was warm, and there was a place in his heart that was about to explode.

He hugged his clothes and rolled around on the bed, his face was silly.

Zhong Liyu groaned in the room for a long time, then went out after calming down.

When I went downstairs, I met Lu Qingjia coming out of the room.

With a surprise smile on his face: "Did you prepare the things in the room?"

Lu Qingjia smiled and said, "After all, it is not easy to recruit five people with half a person's salary. Can you give me some sweetness?"

The smile on Zhong Liyu's face did not change: "Come on, I promise you won't lose."

Seeing Lu Qingjia was going out, Zhong Liyu hurriedly followed up: "Where are you going?"

Lu Qingjia said: "After a few days in the forest evening, there is a table worker who is always unable to build the effect of the design. I will check it out."

Zhong Liyu knows that Lu Qingjia manages this scenic area well. It can be said that he has driven the current popularity and surrounding business.

He was duty-bound and said: "I'll go too, my hands-on skills are better."

On the way, Zhong Liyu said, "By the way, I didn't have time to ask you yesterday, how about the task?"

Although Lu Qingjia said that he was bothering this guy to hinder him, he could say that an administrator's understanding of the game is definitely incomparable to him.

Although Ouyang Bai said that he had the same status, the guy was still confused, but he was not as transparent as Zhong Liyu.

He also unabashedly stated all the results of the process, and finally concluded: "My performance, the next copy should be an exchange student, right?"

When he said this, he paid attention to Zhong Liyu's expression, and as expected, as soon as the voice fell, the other's expression changed.

Lu Qingjia chuckled, "Sure enough, it's another game, right?"