Wan Feng was completely confused and started cursing at me.
He looked at Yuan Yimin suspiciously: "You don't have a fever, do you? What's the matter with you saying that out of the blue?"
"My dad works in a printing factory. You mean you're my dad?"
The neighbors in front, behind, and around Wan Feng all laughed like barbells.
Wan Feng didn't laugh but was speechless.
Strange things happen every year, but it seems like there are more this year.
In this world, there are people who pick up money, find things, and even find wives, but how come there is also someone who picks up his father! Damn, I know your father works in a printing factory? Even if your father works in a printing factory, I just made an analogy and you think I'm taking advantage of you. You want to be my son, but did you get my consent?
"Haha! Yuan Yimin, your associations are too rich. I just gave you an analogy and you can even connect it to cursing. Don't be too dark-minded. I don't know that your father works in a printing factory, but even if you knew this, you can't connect it to your father. And if you want me to be your father, I have to agree."
Yuan Yimin thought about it and fell silent.
"What does your father do at the printing factory, Director?"
Yuan Yimin shook his head: "No."
"Worker?"
“Not really.”
"What's that for?"
"have no idea!"
The answer was clear and concise.
"Give me your math homework so I can copy it." Wan Feng took out his homework book and prepared to start writing.
Yuan Yimin rolled his eyes and said, "You can copy my homework, but from now on, you will have to copy one copy of my homework."
Wow, this guy actually blackmailed me.
Wan Feng sneered at Yuan Yimin: "Yuan Yimin, this is not very nice of you. We are classmates. What you are doing will affect our friendship."
"Stop bullshitting, just do it or not."
This guy usually looks down on the children of poor and lower-middle peasants because he relies on himself being a descendant of workers. It seems that he needs to be taught a lesson today so that he can understand why the flowers are so red.
"Classmate, guess what I saw at the Liutun movie last night?"
An Bo, who was standing behind, stretched his head like a giraffe. He loved to listen to the sound of drums and smoke signals from all over the country.
"What did you see?"
"I saw smoke coming out of someone's nose, and two puffs of smoke at a time."
An Bo sat back down with a plop: "Tsk! Smokers' noses all have smoke coming out. Those who have smoke coming out of their noses have blind noses. What's so strange about that?"
"Don't you think it's strange? What if it was a student with smoke coming out of his nose?"
An Bo scratched his head: "If the teacher doesn't know, it doesn't seem like a big deal."
"Hey, hey, hey, if the teacher finds out, at most he'll punish the student by making him stand in the corner and give him a few words of criticism. But if the student's father finds out about the incident, what will be the consequences?"
"Being beaten! I guess he'll scream like a pig being slaughtered."
How could Anbo be so capable? Why didn't I see it before?
Wan Feng turned to Yuan Yimin and said, "Classmate, I heard that your father takes a weekend off. I'm planning to visit your house this week to discuss a business deal with your father. Do you have a dog? You'll have to watch it for me. I'm afraid of dogs."
I didn't expect that seeing Yuan Yimin smoking last night would play a role here.
Yuan Yimin's face turned red, white, and green, like a rainbow after the rain. He took out the homework book from the desk and threw it in front of Wan Feng.
"That's right. A man should be more generous. Being petty is the worst thing to do. From now on, I'll leave my homework to you. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation and a long-lasting friendship."
Yuan Yimin puffed out his cheeks angrily.
Wan Feng didn't care whether he was angry or not. He swung his arms and quickly copied the homework, making sarcastic remarks while copying.
"It's not that I can't do my homework, it's that I'm too lazy to do it. If you behave well in the future, I can consider lending you a few books to read."
Wan Feng was so happy and proud of himself that he suddenly heard Yuan Yimin's voice in his ears.
"I also heard some news when I was watching a movie last night. Someone is going to deal with you."
Wan Feng's brilliant writing paused for a second and then a river of spring water flowed eastward.
"Who is it?"
"I won't tell you!"
"Your dog on Sunday..."
"I just have a hint, about our school."
There is no need to ask, the person who wants to deal with him is naturally Liu Shengan, there is nothing strange about this.
Wan Feng thought Liu Shengan would cause trouble for him today, but nothing happened until school was over in the afternoon.
This left him deeply puzzled.
However, he didn't really think that Liu Shengan would let this matter go, and reminded himself to always be vigilant.
After dinner, Wan Feng followed his uncle to Liang Wan's house.
When he walked into Liang Wan's house, Liang Hua saw him and cried out as if he had been scratched by a cat: "What are you doing here?"
"I, Liang Hua, have ever entertained guests like you?"
"You're a worthless guest."
"Hehe! It's your dad who asked me to discuss some very important things, you know!" After that, he gave Liang Hua a wink.
Liang Hua's face turned from white to black and then back to white, and then he said hysterically: "Get out!"
Of course Wan Feng didn't go out.
"Why should I go out?"
“This is my home!”
"Hehe! This will be my home in the future, maybe even ours. I can't go out anymore."
"You bastard, you're teasing my daughter again. Come here, into the inner room." When Liang Hua was about to go crazy, Liang Wan stuck his head out of the inner room and greeted Wan Feng.
"See? Your dad called me. Just wait for the news of our victory."
Wan Feng made a face at Liang Hua and walked into the inner room, leaving Liang Hua beating his chest and stamping his feet behind him.
There was a kang table on the kang in the inner room. Zhang Hai sat on the kang facing south, and below him was a man in his forties.
Wan Feng knew him as the accountant of the Wahou team.
Including Liang Wan, this is the leadership of the Wahou team. Logically, there should be a custodian, that is, Luan Feng’s grandfather, but he is not here.
Although Liang Wan's position in the team is just a coachman, he is still quite prestigious in Wahou.
Wan Feng glanced at the three adults at the table. It looked like a Hongmen Banquet no matter how he looked at it.
"You guys are not short of one person and want me to fill in so that you can cheat me out of my money, right? First of all, let me make it clear that I don't gamble." Wan Feng made a serious statement.
Zhang Hai chuckled: "This guy is quite interesting. We are not looking for you to gamble, but to ask you something."
"You have something to ask me? Did I hear it wrong?"
"Sit down on the kang first."
"Sit on the kang? What's the point of sitting here when there's not even a bowl of water on the table?"
"Oh! So, you still want three plates and two trays?"
"That would be great."
Wan Feng took off his shoes and sat on the kang opposite Zhang Hai with a smile.
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