Chapter 127: Good Luck

Wei Wenjun was also filled with mixed emotions at the moment, so he could only look at Li Xiaoya and ask, "How do I thank you?"

"Kiss me." said Li Xiaoya.

Of course that’s no problem!

Wei Wenjun was so happy!

It’s just that grown men have never done cheesy things before, but this is an invitation from the little duck…

Wei Wenjun pushed the wheelchair forward and kissed Li Xiaoya on the cheek.

Wei Wenqing was also very happy and quickly bent down to kiss Li Xiaoya on the other cheek.

Li Xiaoya said, "Okay, then Grandpa, you should also kiss your uncle."

Wei Xuanming grabbed the armrest of the chair and widened his eyes: "You, you really are..."

"Shouldn't adults set a good example?" Li Xiaoya asked him with his head tilted.

Wei Wenjun actually found it a little hard to imagine their strict and authoritarian father kissing them, hiss…

"Little duck, stop talking." Wei Wenjun winked at his brother, signaling him to take the little duck away.

"Your uncles are not young anymore, what would it be like to kiss them?"

Li Xiaoya hugged Wei Wenjun's neck, turned around and kissed him, saying, "Why not? Just like that, it's easy."

Wei Wenjuan was so happy that his soul flew away.

Wei Wenqing was watching with envy on the side. Was it because he was not short enough without a wheelchair, making it inconvenient for the little duck to hug his neck and kiss him?

Wei Xuanming said in a deep voice: "Grandpa is old..."

"Oh, the older people get, the harder it is to bend down?" asked Li Xiaoya.

"yes."

"What if I help grandpa?"

Wei Xuanming met her clear eyes and was speechless.

He raised his hand, touched her head, and pinched her face.

Soft.

When Wei Wenjun and the others were just born, he had pinched their faces like this. When he bent down to kiss them, they would cry loudly because of the prickly stubble of his beard.

Those warm details that were blurred in the long river of memory have never disappeared, and they all reappear clearly in my mind at this moment.

Wei Xuanming waved to Wei Wenjun.

Wei Wenjun frowned and moved closer, and then his father pinched his face.

"Okay, let's just consider it a kiss." After Wei Xuanming said that, he stood up, pinched Wei Wenqing's face again, then walked away with the help of his crutches without looking back.

Leaving the others standing there in a daze.

No one would find this scene funny.

Wei Lin's heart seemed to burst out of his chest... Not good! Too bad! The old man was completely softened by the sugar-coated bullet!

Wei Wenqing's cell phone made a sound: "Why did father leave? Is he angry with Xiaoya?"

It was Li Xiaoya who answered, "Grandpa must be shy. Bye, uncle, I'm going to rest too."

Wei Wenjun said "OK", and felt a little dazed on the way back. Turning his head to look at Wei Wenqing, his brother was not much better, and his expression was a little dazed.

Wei Xuanming is not someone who would encourage his son.

After finishing a task, the first thing I hear him say is that certain details were not done well.

Xiaoya thought that 5 million yuan in daily turnover was a lot, and hoped that they could tell their father the good news. But in his father's eyes, it was nothing...

It looked like the situation was about to get stuck again, but the duckling managed to save the situation...

As Wei Wenjun thought about it, he couldn't help but lower his head and laughed, and his eyes became tearful as he laughed.

Such a nice little duck.

As an uncle, I am willing to go through life and death for her.

The atmosphere at the Wei family is very good.

At this moment, on the other side of the ocean.

Company information is public on the Internet and can be found by entering the company name or business license number.

In the shareholder information of Dream Games, next to Wei Wenjun are the three words "Li Xiaoya".

But Komnenos only remembered Wei Wenjun's name... The three words "Li Xiaoya" were still unfamiliar to him, so he just glanced over them.

"We have to ask the man named Liu," Komnenos said calmly.

"Also... prepare the application materials for my Chinese visa." Komnenos stroked his chin and leaned back in his chair. "Why not just go there?"

"Put away all the guns. When we go to China, we must be civilized people."

*

Mr. Liu was sick for three consecutive days after he returned that day.

It's a real disease.

One was frightened, the other was angry... Money! It should have been his money!

He doesn't even want to go online or answer the phone now, for fear of hearing any good news about the dream-making game.

Mrs. Liu had no idea what was going on. She sat beside his bed and said angrily, "Liu Meng came here with a new bag yesterday. Didn't you say that her husband's company was failing and he was in a hurry to sell off his shares?"

"Stop it, I don't want to hear it!"

"Why are you so fierce?"

Just as the couple was about to quarrel, the nanny came over and said, "Sir, Madam, Mr. Sun is here to see you."

Mrs. Liu asked, "Who is this Mr. Sun?"

"It's a broker." Mr. Liu sat up immediately.

"Then what are you doing? Do you still want to meet him? He's just a broker..."

"What do you know? The brokers in this circle are all here to help connect people to the upper class." Mr. Liu coughed twice and hurried downstairs to meet people.

When Mr. Sun met them, he was not ambiguous and said with a smile: "Mr. Liu, your great fortune has come!"

Mr. Liu muttered, "What do you mean by good luck or bad luck? Isn't this bad luck enough for me?"

But Mr. Sun is a well-known figure in the circle and should be trustworthy.

So Mr. Liu smiled and said, "What's the matter? Mr. Sun, please tell me in detail."

"Let's go. I'll take you to meet a big boss." Mr. Sun paused and deliberately kept it a secret. "A top boss."

Mr. Liu's heart moved.

Could it be that his luck has really come?

After such a bad fate, there is a light at the end of the tunnel?

"Boss, why do you want to see me?" Mr. Liu was smart enough to ask.

Mr. Sun said, "I have something to ask you. If you tell me, only you will know. If you answer well, I will let you know something. It will be enough for you to live on for the rest of your life."

These words immediately made Mr. Liu excited. He quickly changed his clothes and followed his bodyguard.

What a coincidence.

The meeting place was actually at Rongxiang Restaurant again.

Mr. Liu's feet instinctively went weak as he stepped in.

"What's wrong? Such a great thing has happened, but your face is still pale? Hurry up, don't make people wait anxiously." Mr. Sun joked and pushed him into the box.

The lights in the box were on at full blast, which was a bit dazzling. When Mr. Liu entered, he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

But now someone has already spoken up, asking, "Do you know Wei Wenjuan?"

"I, no, I don't know..."

"You didn't know? He bought out the shares of your former company, didn't you know?"

"I, I know! You are talking about the cripple, right? I know! I only know his last name is Wei. What do you want to see him about?" Mr. Liu asked this very simply. He decided how to exaggerate Wei Wenjun based on the other party's attitude.

"I might as well tell you that our master has some problems with him."

Is there a festival?

It’s good to have holidays!

That’s great!

Mr. Liu immediately looked as if he had seen the great Lord of Heaven. He wiped his eyes and said, "We just had dinner together a few days ago. He's right here!"

Then Mr. Liu heard a man instruct the person next to him in English: "Go check the surveillance here."

Mr. Liu was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, why does this voice... sound a little familiar?

But I can’t.

How could he have listened to what this big guy said?