Prison No. 79, a corner forgotten and despised by the world, separated by a wall, the outside of the wall is bright and sunny, while the prison is rotten and moldy.
There is no sunlight here all year round, and even the air is turbid.
It feels like being trapped in a closed cage, and no matter how hard I try, I can't find a way to open it.
In Room 111, Area B, two middle-aged and elderly people were talking humorously and showing off their children.
Young people all show off their cars, houses, wives, and watches. They don’t care about so many things and only show off their children.
Boss Yi spoke first: "My eldest son graduated from Imperial College London. Because of me, he changed his career to become a lawyer and is about to open his own law firm."
Zeng Mishan nodded, not too surprised. Except for those with real talents, the second generation of officials, rich people, stars and gangsters will all try to find ways to gild themselves.
When he was in the country, some people wanted to use his connections to send their children to school, but he rejected most of them.
Of course, if there is real talent and a good red envelope, he will also help with all his strength. He is not greedy for money, but the main thing is that he cannot give up any pillar of talent.
Besides, Imperial College London is only ranked seventh in the world, which is not particularly impressive.
Thinking of this, Lao Zeng said: "My son was admitted to Tsinghua University at the age of 12, but he didn't go because I couldn't play games with him."
Upon hearing this, Boss Yi frowned slightly, feeling uncomfortable as if he had failed to show off his baby but was instead outshined.
He re-examined Zeng Mishan. He was indeed a gifted boy as he was admitted to Tsinghua University at the age of 12.
Not wanting to be left behind, Yi's eldest son continued, "My second daughter won a silver medal in the International Mathematical Olympiad, and many well-known schools want to invite her to study."
Zeng Mishan sneered inwardly. It seemed as if my son had never lost in the Mathematical Olympiad rankings. He only heard him say, "My son wins gold medals like it's like eating. One time, I couldn't play games with him, so I deliberately took second place. Isn't that infuriating?"
You MMP, Boss Yi appeared calm on the surface, but deep down in his heart he was already saying words that contained a lot of "mother".
"My second child has an IQ of 150." The eldest child was a little crazy.
"My son's IQ is 173." Zeng Mishan said an even more terrifying number.
"I suspect you are lying!" Boss Yi was not convinced and felt offended.
An IQ of 140 is basically considered a genius, and 173 is a child of destiny. Boss Yi felt that someone was bragging and must be unwilling to accept being outdone by his own daughter.
Zeng Mishan was unwilling to fall behind, thinking to himself, I can admit defeat in anything, but when it comes to showing off my child, I can only win and not lose! My son is the best.
"The result of measuring 173 was when he was 10 years old, but the internationally recognized testing age is 11 years old and above." Having a son in old age, Lao Zeng's favorite thing to do is to show off his baby, which can help him save some face.
After falling behind in terms of academic performance and IQ, Boss Yi decided to start a new mode and compete in the future.
"I plan to let my second daughter go into politics. She can at least get the position of mayor in the future." The eldest brother Yi said with certainty.
Zeng Mishan was not surprised by this. How could a gangster boss who could easily take out tens of millions of Lianbi dare to say such a thing without any background?
Besides, mayors are divided into different regions. As a member of the Yakuza, Boss Yi is certain that his children will not have a good official career in the Huaxia Empire.
Mayors in foreign countries rely on elections, and elections rely on financial resources, so it seems that buying an official position with money is not a strange thing.
My son has the potential to be a prime minister! Zeng Mishan also wanted to brag, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.
He found it difficult to say that his son's greatest joy was playing games and he didn't have any big ambitions at the moment.
I asked my son several times what his future dream was, and he said impatiently: I want the whole world to know that I am very low-key.
This made Lao Zeng very angry. I was counting on you to make a big splash and bring honor to the family. If a man does not show his ambition, his eight-foot body will be wasted.
After thinking about it, Comrade Lao Zeng took out the magic weapon "Jing Tiao" left by his father.
"Dad, dreams are like underwear. Everyone has to have them, but they can't show them to everyone." Seeing that Lao Zeng was never going to stop, Xiao Zeng said rationally.
"If I don't ask you to meet anyone, just tell dad quietly." Lao Zeng approached his son, put his arm around his shoulders and tried to get some information.
After rolling his eyes at his father, Zeng confidently said:
"Dad, don't tell anyone about your dreams until they come true. There's an old saying: 'Secrecy leads to success, while disclosure leads to failure.' Good things often disappear once they're spoken, while bad things are guaranteed to come true once they're spoken. That's why, throughout history, those who have accomplished great things have always kept their mouths shut."
Uh... Lao Zeng was speechless after being criticized. He felt his blood pressure rising sharply, and finally he exited the live broadcast room cursing.
Facing this son, he felt that his sense of superiority as a father was rapidly decreasing as he grew older.
Ma Tencent is a piece of shit! When his son was addicted to games, the first person Mr. Zeng thought of was the culprit.
Thinking of this, Zeng Mishan suddenly became worried.
When it comes to showing off the kids and the future, he seems to be no match for the eldest brother.
Turn to pour out the bitterness of raising a child:
"Oh! Talking about my son's future makes me angry. He doesn't care about anything. If you ask him what he likes, he says he doesn't know. He just likes whatever makes him happy."
Looking at the sad Lao Zeng, Yidan Ren was very happy, because he felt that his eldest daughter did a good job in this regard. Her ideal was to become a high-ranking official and become his umbrella of protection in the future. She was really a filial little girl.
Patting Lao Zeng on the shoulder, Yi Danren consoled him, "Boys are more mischievous. Besides, 16 is the rebellious age for young people. I killed several people when I was 16, and my father still scolded me for being a coward and not killing people quickly enough."
Uh… Zeng Mishan’s exclamation point! Just post about your kids, why are you talking about yourself? Are you trying to comfort others? You’re just playing the piano!
Perhaps realizing that his way of speaking was wrong, or perhaps thinking of something unhappy, Yi Lao Da sighed and said, "Speaking of which, my second daughter has started to cause trouble for me too. I even slapped her before she went to jail."
Zeng Mishan frowned. No matter how naughty his son was, he had never beaten him seriously.
To make Mr. Yi so angry that he beat his daughter, I guess she must have done something serious.
"Why beat the child for no reason?" Zeng Mishan asked.
"She's in love at the age of 14. Do you think I should beat her? I say two things to her and she talks back to me three times, saying why can daddy fall in love early but I can't. Do you think this sounds like something a daughter would say?" Boss Yi's calm face turned pale at this moment.
No one except his closest relatives can shake a person like him from losing his emotions.
He clenched and unclenched his fists. He was in a very bad mood at the moment. Hitting his daughter hurt the heart of a parent, and it was also a headache for his daughter who was in the early love period.
What irritated him the most was the young man who had hooked up with his daughter. He was just an uneducated punk who had successfully deceived his daughter because of his eloquence and the ability to create surprises.
Afterwards, Itami Jin arranged a car accident and successfully disfigured the boy.
Fortunately, he was clean and his daughter didn't know much about his extraordinary abilities, otherwise she would definitely have a big fight with him.
Patting Yi Lao Da on the shoulder, the two of them shifted from showing off their children to discussing the difficulties of being parents.
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