Rebirth of the National Male God

"Bai Mifeng invited me to the birthday banquet."

Dou Ershao gave Sihuang an answer that was hard to refuse, "With me here, they will get closer to you."

"You're right." Si Huang boarded Dou Wenqing's private plane.

On the private plane, Si Huang couldn't help thinking whether to buy one by herself.

With her current financial resources and contacts, it is not difficult to do this, and there is no pressure at all to maintain a private jet.

It is only a high-profile and fearsome problem, but this problem does not seem to be a big problem for Si Huang.

On the private plane, someone specially served them and brought red wine and desserts to the two of them.

Si Huang looked at the beautifully crafted dessert cakes on the table, and couldn't help but wonder if Dou Wenqing had already made up his mind that he would definitely go with him?

Sihuang didn't ask this question, she donated all the desserts that Dou Ershao clearly didn't know how to eat to Wubao, and let the snow-white hamster roll in the cheerful sweets paradise.

Dou Wenqing doesn't mind this, as long as Wubao doesn't make the cake all over the table, if it's dirty, it's actually quite fun and kind-hearted to watch.

"What's your code name?"

"do not you know?"

Dou Wenqing said frankly: "Master Qin didn't disclose it to the outside world."

Si Huang smiled and said, "Then continue to keep it secret."

"We are partners." Dou Wenqing reminded him that as a partner, he should be given appropriate trust.

Si Huang was not fooled, "This cooperation is in my own name, and has nothing to do with the blood flag."

"Really." Dou Wenqing's tone was not questionable, it was still inorganic and cold, but the meaning of these two characters was thought-provoking.

Si Huang didn't answer, she didn't care what Dou Wenqing guessed, anyway, if she didn't say it herself, no one would know what her ultimate purpose was.

It didn't take long to get from Beijing to City H. Si Huang was wearing a simple and casual sweater and beige trousers, with canvas shoes on his feet, a shoulder bag on his back, and a baseball cap on his head. He looked like a sunny and healthy sportsman. boy. Dou Wenqing, who was dressed similarly to her, was wearing a dark casual suit, with slightly long bangs covering her eyebrows and eyes, and her cool demeanor was unique in the noisy city.

Before Si Huang knew that Dou Wenqing was actually a man who liked to wear casual clothes. When it was not necessary, the most thing in his wardrobe was a complete set of casual clothes.

Dressed up like this, at first glance he could be misunderstood as a college student who just left school, and some people believed him, provided that he didn't use his aura to force people.

"Second Young Master Dou, let's separate here." Si Huang turned sideways to Dou Wenqing who was walking with her.

Dou Wenqing's eyes behind her hair looked at her coldly.

"You are too conspicuous." Si Huang pointed out.

After finishing speaking, Si Huang didn't wait for Dou Wenqing's answer, turned around and strode out, with his back turned to Dou Wenqing and waved smartly, "Call me if you need anything."

Seeing this, Chai Liang, who was following in the distance, couldn't help being speechless again. Young Master Si really became more and more courageous, especially when dealing with Second Young Master, he dared to say anything.

Is Dou Wenqing a good-tempered person? Obviously not, he is notoriously ruthless in dealing with people and things, and it is no wonder that he will obediently endure and do nothing if he is so disgusted by Si Huang!

As soon as Chai Liang saw Er Shao's gesture, he immediately leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Second Young Master, what's your order?"

"Call Bai Mifeng and tell him we're here," Dou Wenqing said.

Chai Liang understood that the "we" did not refer to him and Dou Er Shao, but to represent Er Shao and Si Shao.

He immediately understood what his second young master meant, "Okay."

This caused Sihuang to receive a call from Bai Mifeng not long after he left, and complained to her in an elder's friendly tone: "Why didn't I tell my uncle when I arrived? If Mr. Dou hadn't called, I don't know about it yet. Where are you now? I'll send your cousin to pick you up."

Si Huang didn't believe that it was Dou Wenqing who made the call himself, but it's not surprising that he ordered others to do it.

He scolded Dou Wenqing in his heart for being narrow-minded, and said to Bai Mifeng, "No, I want to visit City H, and I'll visit again in two days."

Bai Mifeng heard the coldness in her tone, and agreed after a second of consideration, "Then remember to call."

"Okay." After Si Huang finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

It was the first time she used illusion skills on her own face, and others would not pay attention to her when they saw her. The impression left in her mind was just a passerby who was forgotten in a blink of an eye, and more of a passerby with a comfortable temperament.

After taking a taxi to the Jinglan family on Shanshan Road, Sihuang walked into the small villa where he used to live.

Because no one has cleaned it for a long time, a layer of dust has accumulated in the house.

Si Huang walked around and spent half a day cleaning the room alone, sitting in the living room, putting the song discs in the TV cabinet into the DVD, and then lying on the sofa and listening with closed eyes.

"Mom, Fenghua is gone, Bai Qinglan is dead, Si Zhihan is imprisoned where you were imprisoned before, and Si Hua is helpless in a foreign country."

Si Huang whispered, "But I haven't found any clues about your life experience. Si Zhihan is an ordinary person, so the special blood in my body comes from you."

"Your bloodline is very weak, so weak that you almost have no supernatural powers. Except for your beautiful appearance and voice, it doesn't really produce supernatural powers to confuse people."

"Mom, wait a little longer. After a while, I will rectify your name."

"Since I can't find a clue, let others come to me."

The only person who can hear Sihuang talking to himself here is Wubao.

The snow-white hamster crawled out, nestled next to Sihuang's hand, and hugged one of Sihuang's fingers with its four limbs.

It didn't understand Sihuang's mood now, but felt that it should say something, so it said it.

[Your Majesty, you have already fried chicken and fried chicken sticks! 】

Wubao spoke very seriously.

I still remember that this is the starting point after it and Sihuang left the Si family villa.

A lot of memories have been left here. This is the place where it strengthened Sihuang's body for the first time, and it is also the place where Sihuang taught him to know the artifacts of computer networks.

At that time, Wubao never imagined that the majesty of its fried chicken sticks could harvest so many golden glitters and so many little pinks, and the scenery along the way was infinite.

At that time, its wish was to urge His Majesty to actively earn gold glitter, so that he could live one more day. Then His Majesty did it, and he did it beyond imagination. In Wubao's eyes, Sihuang is the most powerful and most worthy of his Majesty's following, so awesome that no one can compare.

Therefore, it is true that the real number one brain-dead fan is the one who is determined to be the five treasures of Sihuang's number one favorite.