Chapter 11 Just kidding, I can never control my sister! (Down)

“What if I force someone to take Xiaobu from you now?” On the phone, the voice of Guilong in the earth was slightly indifferent.

but.

What was waiting for him was a colder sentence. The smile on Tujian Zougou’s face remained, but his tone was slightly colder: “Then, I will destroy the Tujian Group, no, the Tujian family is all right.”

Over the phone.

Guilong Tujian felt an upsurge of chills. If someone else said that, he would have laughed off. You know, the Tujian family involves catering, construction, mineral development…

At this level of scale, even if the four major chaebols want to suppress, they have to weigh and weigh them. At the very least, if the Tujian family is suppressed, they themselves will not be comfortable.

However.

If only Tujian always enlightened, Tujian Guilong had to pay attention to it.

Is my youngest son a genius?

Put it 5 years ago, if anyone dared to say this to Tujian, he would be a stick when he dared to go up, and others had to help him, he was right!

no way.

Who made him have the shame of a family, fool, fool, fool’s son?

Fortunately, the gods bless.

The son who had been foolish for eleven years suddenly woke up.

Although.

The first sentence he woke up was: “Of course the first step is to escape from Japan!”

Although.

At that time, it was a meeting of a group of big bosses. At that time, Guilong Tujian, who attended the meeting with his baby, didn’t think much about what else could his demented children do? I didn’t even look at the Zecun diplomat, and brought his own daughter. That girl has more skin than his demented son.

but……

Just as the Patriarch of the Fourth House said: “As a Heisei man, what is the first step to be successful?”

I don’t know why my demented child would say: “Of course the first step is to escape from Japan!”

embarrassment!

Very embarrassing!

The first step is to escape from Japan? This is a terrible answer, and it’s still a group of political and business leaders.

Looking at the gaze from all around, Guilong Tujian felt extremely embarrassed. Fortunately, everyone sitting there knew the history of that kid Zongwu’s dementia.

It did not cause any impact.

However, the pot always has to be remembered, and if you escape from the pot in Japan, that stupid son is determined!

Although, that dementia Sogo has gained a few more fame, Japan’s betrayer, incompetent escaper…

For Guilong Tujian, it doesn’t matter if he has a bad reputation. After all, he has a lot of debt. It’s just that after the spirit awakened, Guilong Tujian discovered that his child, Zongwu Tujian, is a real genius… …No, it should be said that it is a monster.

Maybe it was to make up for the previous ignorance, no matter what skill it was, Sougo Tama could easily understand it.

With a little care, you can reach a world-class level.



The young dumplings seemed to radiate endless light, he wanted to get closer and stretched out his hand.

But I am afraid that this group of light will be lost.

Hesitating.

finally.

He hugged him, and he also wanted to pursue the light!

“Eh, Ernie Chan is crying? Ashamed!” The dumpling was suddenly buried but he glanced back, and then said with a smug expression on his face.



Fortunately, that light did not stay away.

I was in darkness, so I yearned for light even more.

“Eight ~ Ga, it’s just that there is too much dust in the venue, and there is sand in O’Neill’s eyes.”

“Eh, is that so? Did you see that Xiao Mai was so handsome just now?” Young Mai.

“…”

“Well, I saw it, super handsome!”

“Eh hey.” Young buried a silly look: “However, people still want to see Ouni Chan’s smile more than Ouni Chan’s crying face, after all, he always has a sullen face.”

“Yes?”

Wiping away tears with his sleeves, Doma Sougo raised his head again, with a brilliant smile on his face, and he whispered softly: “Next time, O’Neill will guard Xiaobui, forever…”

“Huh?” Young Buried turned his head again: “Did Ernie Chan say anything just now?”

“Stupid!” Doma Sougou smiled back: “Nothing!”

Back to reality.

Tuma Zouwu’s tone remained unchanged: “Whether it is a joke or an oath, I just want Xiaobui to have his own life!”

“The last question, do you like Xiao Bui? You know what kind of like I am talking about…” The voice on the phone suddenly became severe.

This question made Mottoma stunned, and quickly glanced at his trash sister. It was still like a dumpling, very good, not tempted: “Old man, you are talking nonsense, is your brain sucked out?”

How could that kind of scrap girl make me like it? Neuropathy!

Even if he jumped off the Tokyo Tower and starved to death in the sea of ​​trees in Aokigahara, he couldn’t like the hamster buried!

idiot!

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