Chapter 28 Fifteen Billion

"I'm your father."

Yuan Qingqing took a closer look, then looked at the family photo with her photoshopped onto it placed on the table.

Yuan Hongtai looks 70% like the person in front of him.

The other three points that it doesn't look like the real thing are because of the nose bleeding and the face is covered with dirt.

What a dad.

Yuan Qingqing withdrew her foot awkwardly, then quickly helped Yuan Hongtai up and got him some paper.

"I'm sorry, I thought there was a thief in the house."

[Whose father is sneaking around at home, rummaging through boxes and cabinets with his butt sticking out, and still thinking that there is nothing. 】

【Isn't this what thieves do? 】

Yuan Hongtai wiped his nosebleed and said, "I just came back. Your mother asked me to find a contract."

"I searched the cupboards but couldn't find it."

He also wanted to complain, what kind of girl is as tough as you, without even asking, he just walked up to her and kicked her in the head.

Yuan gently helped Yuan Hongtai sit down, handed the whole pack of paper to him, and poured him some water.

After his nosebleed stopped, he washed his face and sat back down.

Yuan Qingqing looked at Yuan Hongtai, and the corners of his mouth twitched: ...

[If the forehead turns black, there will be a bloody disaster. ]

Yuan Hongtai looked up at her and said, "It was a bloody disaster brought by my dear daughter."

Yuan Qingqing was stunned: "Who said you had a bloody disaster?"

[It's quite clever. We should get to know each other and become good friends. ]

"It's not you..."

Yuan Hongtai looked at Yuan Qingqing and saw that she didn't even open her mouth and didn't say anything.

So the voice he just heard was Yuan Qingqing’s inner thoughts?

Yuan Hongtai's uncertainty is simply nonsense.

"On the way back, I met a Taoist priest who said this. I never thought it would come true."

【Yuan Qingqing: So it was the Taoist priest outside who said that.】

[Yuan Qingqing: You scared me. I thought this cheap dad could hear what I was thinking.]

Yuan Hongtai: ...

It was certain that he could hear what his daughter was thinking.

That's good. At least the father and daughter have a spiritual connection. He can understand his daughter better and make up for his love for his little daughter.

The bad thing is, can you please stop calling me cheap dad?

He failed in business, but it's not a bad thing!

This was the situation when the father and daughter met for the first time. It was very awkward.

For a moment, both of them were speechless.

Yuan Qingqing opened a pack of Want Want ice cream cakes on the table and looked at Yuan Hongtai while eating.

[He looks a few years older than in the photo, a lot darker, and hasn't shaved for a few days, looking a bit scruffy.]

Yuan Hongtai listened, touched his hair, touched his face, and then touched his chin.

The photo was taken a year ago. Although the business failed then, it was better than it is now.

In one year, his hair turned a lot greyer, and he became tanned from running around so often.

I've been busy with business these days, getting up early and going to bed late, and rushing back home, so I have no time to shave.

[Yuan Qingqing: But he is still very handsome, and has a sense of vicissitudes. He is definitely the most handsome dad in the world.]

Yuan Hongtai was regretting that he didn't dress up first to leave a good impression on Yuan Qingqing.

When the old man suddenly heard Yuan's gentle compliment to him, he suddenly became confident, straightened his chest, and straightened his clothes.

Well, my little daughter praised him as the most handsome dad!

The confidence I have today is given by my little daughter.

[Yuan Qingqing: Not bad, my cheap dad looks more upright and handsome when he puffs out his chest, but his smile is fake and greasy.]

The smile that Yuan Hongtai tried so hard to create froze.

【Yuan Qingqing: It would be better if you didn’t laugh. 】

Yuan Hongtai hesitated for a moment. If he didn't smile, would it really not scare his little daughter?

But the little daughter hoped that he would stop laughing.

Yuan Hongtai immediately put away his smiling lips.

Yuan Qingqing: ...

Yuan Hongtai has thick sword-like eyebrows, big eyes, cold and smooth contours, and three-dimensional facial features.

As soon as his smiling lips were put away, his face suddenly became stern, and with his dark skin, he looked fierce and dignified.

This is the same face as the monarch who was buried with her in her previous life, a stinky face and a stern face.

People who look at him will feel awe and fear of him.

[Yuan Qingqing: ...You are too serious. I feel like you are going to scold me in the next second. My cheap dad should just smile.]

Yuan Hongtai continued to raise his smiling lips.

Yuan Qingqing finished a piece of Want Want snow cake and wanted to eat a second piece.

But when you look into the smiling eyes of Yuan Hongtai, do you dare to give it a try?

Yuan took a bite of the snow cake and said, "My cheap dad's smile is too nasty, I'd better keep a sour face."

Yuan Hongtai immediately put away his smiling lips.

Listen to your daughter.

Yuan Qingqing took a second bite of the snow cake: [Just smile. ]

Yuan Hongtai smiled.

Yuan Qingqing took the third bite of the snow cake: [Stop laughing. ]

Yuan Hongtai retracted his smiling lips.

Yuan Qingqing continued to eat the Want Want snow cake bite by bite.

Yuan Hongtai smiled for a moment, then put away his smile the next moment.

Yuan Qingqing finished eating and looked at Yuan Hongtai speechlessly: "Dad, what are you doing?"

[Your stern face is like a switch. When I take a bite, you smile. When I take another bite, you stop smiling.]

[The switches on the wall are not as flexible as you. ]

Yuan Hongtai's face was already sore from smiling.

"When I was practicing smiling, my friends told me that my face was too stinky, as if someone owed me $5 million, so no one dared to cooperate with me."

This is true, and Yuan Hongtai feels sad.

He was born with a sour face. He was obviously very happy in his heart, but his facial expression could not show it.

When he was a kid, he was the class monitor and was very happy. However, because he had a naturally sour face, the teacher thought he was unhappy and removed him from the class.

And when he married He Wanbai, he was so happy that he was bubbling with joy.

However, everyone thought that he was forced into marriage and said that he did not love He Wanbai.

Another thing is that when it comes to business negotiations, he feels that he has been servile in many ways, but his partners think that he is too shameless and has no sincerity in cooperating, so he fails again and again.

Yuan sipped his yogurt gently: "No, your face should be like this."

[The other person doesn't owe you 5 million, but 150 billion! Of course you have a bad face! ]

[Fifteen billion, don't mention your stinky face, my soul is emitting fierce resentment. ]

[After all, my elementary school classmate owed me fifty cents, and I still remember it. I still haven’t treated her well to this day.]

Yuan Hongtai suddenly looked up at Yuan Qingqing:?

Fifteen billion?

When he died, he didn't dare let people burn so much paper money for him, okay?

My little daughter is such a boaster.

Yuan Hongtai smiled bitterly: "No one owes me money, but I really owe others five million."

Yuan Hongtai, who was born with a sour face, exudes a frightening majesty even when he smiles bitterly.

Yuan bit the straw gently and looked at Yuan Hongtai's face.

The forehead is like covering the liver, the forehead is full, the chin is square and thick, and the nose is round and tall. This is the sign of a wealth star.

With this kind of face, even if he lies down in a daze, God will chase him and give him money.

Not to mention becoming extremely rich, at least you will never have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life.

But Yuan Hongtai is not a lazy person. He is very hardworking. He has a wife who is a good wife and sons who are both successful officials.

People like him should not be the richest man in a place, but the richest man in a country!

Yuan gently lowered his head and checked his phone.

[Hmm, the face of the richest man in a country, owing someone five million, is quite funny. ]

[This year, the wealth of the nation's richest man is over 150 billion! ]

[This is my stepfather’s property, why don’t you give it to someone else? ]