I, the last cultivator in the world

The next day, everyone went out after breakfast at home.

Penguin Ma didn't plan to follow. After all, in his opinion, it would be inconvenient for him to follow a group of children to go shopping, and it would cause unnecessary trouble instead.

No matter what he is, he is also a corporate star. When the time comes, a group of people will gather around to take pictures, which will be troublesome.

"Duke Peter, what are you doing with the past? The two of us are drinking tea and chatting at home." The penguin horse looked at Dura Peter who was about to go out and shouted.

"Whoever drinks tea with you, I want to go out." Dulla Peter refused.

"Old Peter, you can stay at home with Uncle Ma, or you will be bored by yourself." Xia Feng turned around and instructed Dula Peter.

"Yes, Master." Dura Peter responded, and glared at Penguin Ma with resentful eyes.

You have too many things to do.

I came to Huaxia just to be with the master, and feel the breath of the master every step of the way. Who would like to drink tea with you?

Dulla Peter was speechless.

Modu International Financial Center, this is one of the largest shopping malls in Modu.

The white-collar workers in the entire magic city like to come here to shop, and Charlene is also familiar with this place, and has been here before.

"Brother Xia, you go in first. Qin Dou and I will find a place to park the car and come in to find you later."

The national Xiao Wang sent everyone outside the mall and said.

"Well, okay, let's go." Xia Feng waved to him.

A group of people walked towards the shopping mall. The IFC Center is indeed the largest shopping mall in Shanghai. You can see well-known brands from various countries just after entering the door. Xia Feng walked in the shopping mall in a long robe and long hair. The eyes of many people.

But this is not surprising, in this popular era, you are free to wear whatever you want.

"Brother, I'll buy you a mobile phone first." Charlene pulled Xia Feng and ran directly to the mobile phone store.

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After Guomin Xiaowang and Qin Dou parked the car, they quickly took out their mobile phones and called Jiang Xin.

"IFC, come here now."

After the call was made, Guomin Xiaowang directly spoke the place without any nonsense.

"Okay, right now."

After Jiang Xin hung up the phone, he drove his Rolls-Royce straight to the IFC.

Jiang Xin came out early in the morning, and he stayed in the city center all the time. In order to rush there faster, he was on standby at any time.

Fortunately, I am not far from the IFC Center, and it takes only ten minutes.

There are four groups of demons.

Jiang Xin: I'm here, where are you? (takes a photo)

National Xiao Wang: Park the car at the door and wait at the door. I will create opportunities for you when the time comes.

Jiang Xin: Yes, I am always on call.

Jiang Xin parked the car at the gate of the International Finance Center, walked down and squatted by the road, smoking a cigarette.

Looking at the passing crowd, Jiang Xin felt for the first time that he was really a waste, doing nothing all day long, it seemed that too much time was wasted before.

Fortunately, I have now found a new direction in life, which is:

Do lick the dog.

"President Jiang, isn't that your son?"

A man spoke to Jiang Quanshui in a not-so-fluent Hong Kong Mandarin.

This person is Guo Fugui, the boss of Modu International Financial Center and the helm of Old Hongji.

This time he came from Hong Kong City to play in Shanghai, so he called his good friend Jiang Quanshui when he had nothing to do. As soon as the two got out of the car, they saw Jiang Xin squatting on the ground smoking a cigarette.

Jiang Quanshui saw his son squatting on the side of the road smoking a cigarette, still shaking his head, and was almost out of breath for a while.

"Brother Guo laughed, I'll get rid of that kid." After Jiang Quanshui finished speaking, he strode towards Jiang Xin.

"Old Jiang, don't be angry, children are ignorant, don't be angry." Guo Fugui hurriedly ran over to comfort him.

I really blame myself for being so talkative and creating conflicts between the two father and son for no reason.

"Jiang Xin, do you have nothing to do all day, what do you look like squatting here in broad daylight?"

Jiang Quanshui came over and scolded her head and face.

What a disappointment.

Look at Xiao Wang and Qin Dou, the nationals, they are already firmly hugging their thighs, and you are still squatting on the road.

"Dad, why are you here?" Jiang Xin stood up and asked curiously, then looked at Guo Fuguo and shouted, "Uncle Guo."

"Well, Jiang Xin, I apologize to your father, I made your father angry, and I will go to Uncle Guo to sit upstairs later." Guo Fugui quickly became a peacemaker.

After all, he just talked cheaply, so there is no such thing if he doesn't talk too much.

"Eh? What are you apologizing for?" Jiang Xin was taken aback.

I didn't do anything today, I got up early in the morning and waited for the call from Guomin Xiaowang, and I didn't have time to eat lunch, so why do I have to apologize?

This made Jiang Xin still baffled.

"You kid, look, I won't beat you up." After Jiang Quanshui finished speaking, he made a gesture to rush over to give Jiang Xin two slaps.

It's okay for you to be ashamed at home, but now it's even more embarrassing outside.

Jiang Quanshui couldn't bear it anymore.

"Dad, tell me what's going on." Jiang Xin took a step back, avoiding Jiang Quanshui.

"Tell me, what are you doing squatting on the horse in broad daylight?" Jiang Quanshui's chest rose and fell, and he was really angry.

"I'm here to be the driver." Jiang Xin said.

Be a driver?

Guo Fugui was stunned after hearing this.

This Jiang Xin really wants to make Jiang Quanshui mad before giving up. You said that you are also a super rich second generation, and you don't think it's embarrassing enough to come over to be someone else's driver?

If this was my son, he would have disposed of it 30 years ago.

What a shame.

After hearing this, Jiang Quanshui covered his chest and pointed at Jiang Xin, speechless for a long time.

Seeing this, Guo Fugui quickly supported Jiang Quanshui, and shouted at Jiang Xin: "Hurry up and go back with us, uncle can't stand it anymore, you can make your father angry."

"Uncle, I can't go anywhere today." Jiang Xin shook his head and refused.

"You..." After hearing this, Jiang Quanshui raised his hand to slap Jiang Xin.

Jiang Xin dodged quickly, and said to his father: "Dad, I can't let you call today, and I will be the driver for Xia Shao later, if you beat me, how will I see Xia Shao later. "

kindness? ? ?

To be Xia Shao's driver?

Xia Feng?

Jiang Quanshui's appearance as if he was about to die suddenly became lively, excitedly pushed Guo Fugui away, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Who did you just talk about?"

"Xia Feng Xia Shao." Jiang Xin repeated.

"Haha... good son, good." Jiang Quanshui laughed excitedly after hearing this, his face changed faster than turning the pages of a book.

Guo Fugui on the side was dumbfounded.

what's the situation?

Is Jiang Quanshui mad with anger?

In other words, the two father and son have already gone crazy?

Let me wipe, who is going to tell me what's going on.

Guo Fugui was punished to stand where he was, with a dazed expression on his face.