Real punishment! My daughter said, my father has an arms factory

Chapter 45: The National Sergeant-level Arms Boss in the Textbook!

"It's him!".

"Ye Qiankun, Ye Guoshi!".

"I didn't expect to see his picture here!".

"Hang the photo of Ye Guoshi here, it won't be the idol of Ye Yanran's father. "

"It should be!".

"After all, they're all weapons makers, and it's normal to have an idol. "

“......"

Hear exclamations from behind.

Ye Yanran, who was bouncing in front, stopped.

"Sister Wang—".

"What are you whispering?"

"I heard you talking about Dad. "

Wang Bingbing smiled and said, "I didn't whisper." "

"It's Ye Yanran, you walked too far ahead, so you didn't hear much. "

"We're talking about-".

"Ye Yanran's father is so powerful, everyone admires it!"

When Ye Yanran heard this, she was immediately happy.

"Then I'll listen to it too!"

"Sister Wang, you continue to say that Dad's is amazing. "

Wang Bingbing was stunned for a moment, and could only say, "Okay then!"

"Sister Wang, just talk about how to worship your father. "

...............

And so

Wang Bingbing could only make things up.

Others also withdrew their gaze from the wall.

As for not asking Ye Yanran why there is a portrait of Ye Guoshi on the wall?

It's completely unnecessary!

It's like someone else's home sticking a painting of the God of Wealth.

You used to play—

You'll have to ask that clearly, right?

So-

Wang Bingbing: They didn't think much about it.

And Ye Yanran didn't think much about it.

Listen to everyone's words of adoration for their dad and be happy.

Soon walked through the corridor.

...............

And the sailors on the Internet.

When he saw Ye Qiankun's portrait, he recognized it for the first time.

"It's Ye Qiankun, Ye Guoshi!".

"It's him!".

"If no one says it, I won't be able to return what I've learned to the teacher. "

"This old-timer hangs!".

"In addition to developing a lot of guns for the country to defend the country. "

"This Ye Guoshi is also surnamed Ye, then this little girl is also surnamed Ye, and the little girl's father must also be surnamed Ye..."

"I'm going, isn't it? It's all and it's all munitions, will it be a family?".

"How can some people be so stupid to think that the two of them are a family. "

"That's it!".

"There are many people with the same surname doing the same line, don't you say that they are also a family?".

"Besides, if it's a family, with Ye Guoshi's identity, this little girl's father can secretly make arms at home, and will he be blocked by the police?"

“......"

Netizens have a lot of discussions, and they have all kinds of ideas.

...............

And at the same time-

Mr. Sun and his students had already arrived at Dean Cheng's house.

Since Dean Cheng was not at home, he sat and waited for a while.

It didn't take long——

An old man with good spirits appeared in front of Sun Lao.

As soon as Elder Sun saw the arrival, he hurriedly greeted him and said, "Dean Cheng, I look forward to your return." "

The young man also hurriedly greeted: "Hello Dean Chen." "

Dean Cheng nodded slightly at the young man and said, "Ah Cheng, you're here too?"

"Don't be inhibited!".

"Come to me as if you were your own home!".

"I'm not like your teacher who has a stubborn temper, and I have a tendon for everything. "

Ah Cheng scratched his head.

I didn't know what to do with this for a while.

I could only help pour a glass of water in embarrassment.

Dean Cheng didn't care, but looked at Old Sun with a scolding.

...............

"I said you, old man Sun, I'm busy over there. "

"You call after call, urge, urge, blow the life charm. "

"If you don't tell me why you come today, believe it or not, I'm not done with you!".

"Say it!".

"What are you talking about that is more important than the sky? "

The two usually have a good relationship.

So there is no politeness in the speech.

Sun Lao didn't want to chat.

"Conceptual research field. "

"Someone has figured it out!".

"Are you saying this is serious enough?"

Dean Cheng drank tea and replied casually, "Oh, the field of conceptual scientific research!"

"Isn't that what you've been insisting on saying can be achieved?"

"Congratulations!".

"You've succeeded, you've got your idea right. "

"Someone has worked it out, not bad..."

"Uh-huh, poof..."

Dean Cheng reacted.

The tea in my mouth squirted out at once!

...............

It's too late to wipe it.

Cheng Lao said with a shocked and incredulous face: "What are you talking about?!".

"General, conceptual scientific research field. "

"Really, someone really developed it?".

"You old guy, when you're getting old, you still come to me for this kind of thing, don't you?"

"There's no old foolishness..."

As he spoke, Dean Cheng looked at Ah Cheng.

Ah Cheng nodded and said, "What the teacher said is true!"

Sun Lao also said: "Cheng Lao!".

"It's true!".

"I'm not confused, old man. "

"I wouldn't joke about this kind of thing!".

"It's not like you don't know who I am. "

Hear here.

Dean Cheng believed it in his heart.

I couldn't help but ask, "Which country?".

Sun Lao didn't think about it, and said, "Our Dragon Country!!".

...............

Hearing this, Dean Cheng's face suddenly fell.

said: "Old Sun!".

"It's not that I don't believe you. "

"You know—".

"Conceptual research may be possible. "

"But it's definitely not something that can be achieved with today's technology!"

"I know you're very interested in this area. "

"I'm just like you!"

"Otherwise, we wouldn't be wasting a lot of resources on it every year. "

"But how hard is it?"

"You know better than I do!".

"So!".

"If you want me to believe you. "

"You've got to show the evidence to convince me!"

"Don't tell me that it's our academy, I know anything there. "

"So-".

"It can't be Corey!".

"But I can't think of anywhere else in China other than Corey to conduct research in the field of conceptual research..."

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