Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 689 and the slime

Zhou Leyong's tone was not accusatory, but more teasing.

Zhou Yiran thought that if the family heard the old man's tone, they might be even more angry.

"It's easy to let them roll. I don't like this kind of idiot who can't figure out how much he weighs."

Zhou Leyong laughed, "At least look good on face, don't do it too much."

"This is your fault. Some people dare to open a dyeing workshop if they give him three points of color. They insist on rushing to provoke me. I can't let them make progress."

My son has always known how to measure. Although he hates Zhou Xitong, he rarely loses face like this.

Zhou Leyong couldn't help being curious.

"Why did you mess with it? I heard it was because of a little girl?"

When Zhou Xitong called to complain just now, his words were extremely ugly, as if he described the girl as a vixen with a charming mind.

This not only did not make Zhou Leyong angry, on the contrary he was cheerful.

"It seems that I will be able to hold my grandson in two years?"

Zhou Yiran lazily said: "Don't think about it, that little girl is just like my sister." Of course, she is different from an idiot like Zhou Xitong.

When Zhou Leyong heard this tone, he regretted immediately: "Not at all?"

"No! You don't want to give up the pick, and continue to be a money-making machine."

Don't think that he doesn't know what the old man is thinking, he thinks about retirement every day at such a young age, wishing that he could get married and have children early so that he can take off the burden.

Not at all!

He will respond to the country's call to delay marriage and childbirth.

Zhou Leyong sighed, "Oh, I was born to work hard, I was thinking of handing over Yongle to you sooner."

Zhou Yiran snorted, "Go ahead and dream, whoever wants to take over your mess is a group of old guys who are lying on their laurels."

If the words of the father and son of the Zhou family were spread, how many people would be pissed to death. The two seemed to push the Yongle Group like a hot potato.

Like a scumbag who ran away after teasing, no one wanted to be responsible to the end.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yiran still had a headache.

Good little junior sister, why did you fall in love when we saw each other again?He hasn't issued the kid a permit yet.

On the other side, Zhou Leping's family was sitting in the car, still waiting for his eldest brother's reply.

Zhou Xitong's eyes were red.

"Zhou Yiran treats me like this because of Yue Qingqing. I'm his sister. He's blind to like that vixen."

Xing Ying coaxed her daughter, "Your father has called uncle just now, and uncle will definitely teach him a lesson."

Zhou Leping was also indignant, "Why did the eldest brother give birth to such a bastard son, with no respect for his elders! He even kicked us out in front of so many people. I have worked hard with my eldest brother for so many years, let alone being a relative. Is that what he did to me?"

While talking, the phone rang.

Zhou Leping deliberately waited for a few rings before answering.

"Big brother."

"I said something to Xiaoran, but you also know that the son can't help his father. He has had such a bad temper since he was a child, and now his wings are hard and he is even more disobedient."

Zhou Leping's face was gloomy. He didn't understand that the other party was making love, so he simply asked: "It's really chilling for him to treat me like this. You have to apologize to Xiaotong anyway."

"You know this kid, it's harder to get him to apologize than going to heaven." Zhou Leyong heard something, and he responded, and then said into the microphone: "I'm a little busy here, Leping, you and your siblings will take care of you." Take Xitong to relax, go shopping, buy whatever you want, and I will pay for it."

After that, I hung up the phone.

Zhou Xitong asked with full expectation: "What did uncle say? Did you ask Zhou Yiran to apologize to me? Did he mention that vixen?"

Zhou Leping didn't speak, and the palm of his hand holding the phone kept tightening.

He figured it out, the family didn't take them seriously at all, and they were ready to fool around when such a big thing happened.

I am his own brother!
If things go on like this, when Zhou Yiran inherits the Yongle Group, there is no place for him to stand.

(End of this chapter)